Later, there was a hero-level powerhouse who was eyeing him, and now, the monsters in the castle woke up one by one and quickly converged on the city gate. Jory took advantage of the fact that these evil spirits were attracted to the hero, and he rushed to the depths of the castle as fast as he could.

"Master, the superior demon who took your heart, in the inner world space of the castle, just running like this can't find the entrance to the inner world."

"What do you mean?"

Skimming around a cross corner, the oncoming wind slammed into Jory, and he turned his back against the wall, watching a torrent of spiders rush past him. With a basin-sized belly and a dark red crust covering the body, these eight-legged spiders ran fast, squeaking and squeaking away like locusts on the ground and ceiling.

The situation doesn't seem right, if it's just because of a Camelot hero, there is such a big riot in the castle just to welcome a hero, isn't it too ...... Got a bit of a price drop? Or rather, it's too much of a fuss.

However, it didn't take long for Jory's premonition that something was not quite right was gradually confirmed by him. The monsters in the castle no longer consider Jory to be an intruder. Monsters from various realms rushed around the castle in a mighty formation. Luckily, Jory saw a strange face other than himself, and there were other people in the castle!

At the corner of the hallway leading to the attic hall, Jory leaned against the wall and poked his head out in the direction of the attic hall.

A noisy chaos resounded throughout the territory, as long as it was the monsters entrenched in the vicinity. They all gathered there. I saw that the end point where many monsters converged suddenly erupted in the attic hall, forming a ripple and scattering in all directions.

Look at this pale golden ripple full of divine aura, it is clear that there are countless holy lights described in magical legends, and holy lights have actually appeared in the castlevania!

In the distance, Jory could hear the roar of a group of humans.

"O Holy Light! These evils are worth fighting! ”

"For Camelot!"

The silver-white standard armor, with a solemn cross badge on the left chest armor, is basically the standard armor of the Knights of Damnation! These warriors of the Knights of Damnation may not be as powerful as the witchers in terms of individual ability, and they only seem to have the power of faith at the elementary and intermediate levels. But there is no need to doubt the ferventness of their faith.

Knights who are better at cooperating with battles. Even if they lose the mobility advantage of their mounts, they are better at group combat than most Saints and witchers! At this moment, in the attic hall, the three Knights of Damnation stood on each side and handed over their backs to their comrades. They have their backs on their backs. Each other guards a young and immature young man in the middle.

The silver-white armor of the three knights was stained with blood. They dismantled their spears and replaced them with two hands holding short spears. The heavy wheezing was drowned out by the squeaky chirping, and countless spiders crawled as far as the eye could see.

These three Knights of Damnation. Firmly guarding the young warriors in the middle. A young man with a bleeding eye, he held the flagpole with both hands and carried the military flag on his shoulder. The pain of losing one eye was unbearable, but the boy didn't let out a muffled snort.

Although the Flag Bearer and the Banner of the Knights of Damnation have fallen in the Castlevania, and although the sacred cross on the Banner has been stained with blood, under the protection of this young Flag Bearer and the protection of the three Knights of Damnation who are fighting alone, the Banner has not yet been broken, and it can still be waved in the wind.

"Holy Light, may the Holy Light protect my soul......"

"Brothers, kill!!"

The black beetle squeaked and flew like a locust at its prey surrounded in the middle. For a moment, a silver cold light flashed on the first floor of the attic hall, and the spears and swords held by the knights of heaven on the left and right started a close fight with these spider monsters. The Knights of Damnation's well-trained physique, combined with twin spears with demon-breaking attributes, gave the three Knights of Damnation the possibility of piercing the spider's shell.

The silver spear was divided into two parts, and when the Knight of Damnation on his horse combined the two, it became a polearm that was more adept at charging and breaking through. When caught in melee combat with the loss of a mount, the polearm is disassembled into two spears that combine cutting and piercing properties.

The colossal pressure of countless spiders pounced, surrounded by heavy surrounding, the three Knights of Damnation did not despair, they made alternate positions with their backs to their backs, and their spears and swords stabbed out like a torrential rain.

It's just that......

What's going on?

Not only did a Camelot hero enter Castlevania, but a group of murderous knights also entered. They were in Jory's field of vision, barely able to survive the onslaught of countless spiders.

Following the sacrificial ritual taught by heraldry, Jory smeared his forehead with his own blood, pronounced the oath of sacrifice, and begged Castlevania to open the gates for himself. But is it true that Jory will be the only one who is teleported into Castlevania?

Now, more and more outsiders have appeared in the castle of Castlevania.

Lear appears in the lower level of the castle, in an abandoned church.

Seinfeld appeared in an extremely hot place, in the space at the bottom of the castle with layers of rock and lava flows.

As for Elena......

Although she is still honorable to die, because the place where she appeared is the most noble forbidden place in Castlevania, and she has seen a god-like master.

The Sword Saint Camillo is still guarding the main city gate, waiting for his backup to open the Castlevania teleportation gate, and enter the main city gate to fight side by side with him. It's a pity that Camillo didn't know that the backups he had been waiting for appeared in the castle one after another at this moment, and Camillo's waiting was destined to be fruitless.

This time, the Holy City's plan to seize the ultimate spell seal was completely disrupted.

And it's not just Jory and the Holy City Raid Force who were pulled into the castle, a breeze from the flapping of butterfly wings gradually formed a storm that swept across the continent of Aitsalas!

……

In the Gulenhar trading area, on the streets of the Dead River in the city, the shops with the sign of Memories have been replaced by a new one. The owner of the original store has long since left behind these family businesses. Went to a place that no one knew about and put down roots.

It's a remote village with no fences, and most of the village is filled with undead creatures, including zombies who have woken up after death, and ghosts whose souls have reunited after death.

"Grandpa, help me see what's wrong with my rabbi, it's weird today."

The girl with two ponytails, her body is all composed of light blue light and shadow, and there is no real body...... This toddler is only a few years old. She is the soul of the dead who refuses to rest in peace.

An old man sitting in front of an open-air stall. His withered hand reached out to the little girl's rag doll, but the fleshy hand passed through the little girl's rag doll.

The revenant soul is disembodied, and ordinary actions cannot reach the body of the revenant, to which Jack can only smile bitterly.

Leave the shop behind. Left behind years of hard work. and the robe that accompanied him for half his life. Jack travels to this small, remote village where he takes a job and looks after the stalls.

"Hmm...... Let me see. Jack touched his chin. A pair of contemplative eyes looked at the rag doll in the hands of the girl's ghost: "I still know a lot about the knowledge of the soul, if you believe me, leave your treasure with me, and you can come and reunite with your doll tomorrow." ”

Regardless, Jack used to be a master of frost and souls, and he was able to solve common sense problems for a child's little friend.

"Hmm!"

The little girl's melancholy face turned into a joyful effect, and she waved goodbye to Old Jack, and as soon as she jumped out a few steps, the little girl's pale blue light and shadow disappeared into the air.

Jack's smiling face faced the direction in which the little girl had disappeared.

"If Eric hadn't died, he might have been married, maybe he and the little girl would have had a baby." With a smile on his face, Jack was still looking at where the little girl had disappeared: "If the two of them have a child, maybe...... Not! ”

His face changed, and Jack's old body fell suddenly, and he knelt on the ground and opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood, spitting out bright red and gorgeous blood.

The blood in Jack's body has long been corroded by resentment, turned into a solid state and attached to the blood vessels of the whole body, all of which are purple-red blood clots, where did the red blood come from to spit out to him! And after the blood that suddenly gushed up in Jack's stomach was spit out, the blood seemed to have its own vitality, and it rushed to Jack's body and spread rapidly around.

In the blink of an eye, a pool of blood formed on the ground beneath Jack. Looking at the bright red blood under him in disbelief, Jack just wanted to get up, but he didn't think that his hands stuck in a pool of blood couldn't be pumped! His hands, his knees, were all sucked by the blood beneath him. Immediately, Jack's body began to slowly sink, and his body sank into a pool of blood.

Feeling his body being pulled down by the pool of blood on the surface, Jack didn't have a look of fear or anxiety on his face, only doubt. Time and experience are the wealth of a person's life, and Jack's knowledge is his greatest treasure, and he has heard a little about the pool of blood that he sucks in, but Jack is a little flattered...... How could a supreme king summon him in this way?

Jack was just an old man who was dying, and even in his heyday he was just a pure-blooded demon, and now the High King was going to summon himself...... This is ridiculous.

Jack's vomited blood engulfed him in a pool of blood, and then the blood slowly seeped into the ground under the fearful gaze of the villagers, and the blood disappeared without a trace. Consciousness darkened, and it didn't take long for Jack to reopen his eyes.

Looking around, the slightly old castle-like corridor and empty ornament stands, the first time Jack appeared in the unfamiliar environment was to observe the surroundings. It's just that he looked at it, and his face became more and more ugly. At this time, there were a few red ones running wildly. Naked living corpses, toothed and clawed, passed by Jack. Jack, who was already planning desperately, was stunned, and these monsters ignored him.

After thinking about it for a while, Jack understood that it was nothing more than those possibilities. Either the castle lord gave some order for these monsters to carry it out, or there was a strong enemy invading the castle, and a small minion like Jack was not as good as an invading strong enemy.

Camelot's Juggernaut, Knights of Damnation, Jack and others were pulled into Castlevania one after another, but this time the teleportation was out of control and not over, and more people appeared in the castle one after another.

Far away in a peaceful place, there is no war and no bloodshed. Because the people here believe, they believe that the devil will never want to invade here.

A wall made of the strongest white-toothed bricks and stone surrounds the majestic city, and the mage tower stands in the center of the city, constantly scanning the entire city area. It is an ivory city, noble and solemn, and the human beings living in this city are happy and peaceful.

Not far from the city, in a place near mountains and rivers, there is also a very war-ready church, which is not open to civilians. It exists only for valiant warriors. Inside a large room at the top of the church. The woman sitting on the bed looked out the window, her black eyes silently looking at the landscape outside the window.

The woman sat at the head of the bed, the sheets covering her lower body. The room was filled with a soft light with a peaceful atmosphere. The bright yellow light reflected on her somewhat pale face.

There are two men with their hands behind their backs. Standing sullenly and solemnly beside the bed, his gloomy eyes staring at the woman on the bed. The gray-haired man turned around and said in a deep voice to the gray-haired old man beside him, "Teacher." Just tell me, I'm prepared for the worst. ”

Looking at the woman who was looking out of the window in a daze like a sculpture, the old man raised his hand and pressed it on the cross totem on his chest, and whispered with a sad face: "Enola, she ......"

"What's wrong with her?"

"It's all my fault!" The old man's hand on the cross totem on his chest trembled, but he still pressed his chest hard, as if only by sticking his hand to the cross pattern could he support him from falling. The old man said remorsefully, "After Enola returned, we only studied the spell mark she brought back, and forgot about her......"

"I should have known that the superior demon could be so easy to kill! Even if the body and soul are destroyed, the superior demon can parasitize in a person's memories, parasitize in dreams, and be difficult to kill! The old man looked at the woman sitting on the bed in a daze: "Enola, she didn't completely kill the superior demon, that demon remained in a part of her, maybe it escaped into her memory, or it may be sleeping in her dreams. Now, the evil that survived is about to be revived, and now Enola, she is fighting the demons with her own will. ”

"If we had found out earlier, we would have followed her as soon as she came back, and we wouldn't have ...... It won't be like this anymore. The old man sighed bitterly.

The gray-haired man clenched his fists and shouted: "Then there must be a way to save now, she has an immortal iron will, and with our help, Teacher Enola will definitely get rid of the superior demon, she can come to her senses, she can!" ”

"Everything, she can only rely on herself, whether her will is eroded by the superior demon, or she breaks free from the demon, it all depends on whether her iron will is strong enough......"

Before leaving, the two looked back for one last time. The woman sitting on the bed was still expressionless facing the window, always maintaining this posture for a long time.

Eventually, the two of them left, there were too many things for them to solve, and there were more important things that kept them from staying here for long, such as ...... Study the progress of the final spell seal.

When the two men left, the quiet room fell into absolute silence again. The woman with straight silky black hair draped over her shoulders and bandaged arms sat on the bed leaning against the head of the bed, her dilated pupils staring at the window.

There was a voice that only she could hear, tormenting her spirit all the time.

"Tonight, we little. I can't wait for what tricks are you going to play...... Tsk, hearing your screams is a memorable aftertaste......"

A malevolent voice sounded in Enola's mind, and in the quiet room, a pitch-black shadow appeared in the afterglow of the setting sun, and it appeared on the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out its shadow-like arms, and caressed the side of Enola's face.

"How about gouging out your eyes? I've prepared new toys for the day, nail clippers and chili water, and I'll use this sharp and thin nail clippers to dig out your eyeballs little by little, and then pour in the chili water I carefully prepared ......" The black shadow of the anti-joint climbed into bed, and the pitch-black head was attached to Enola's body: "A crisp sound when the ophthalmic nerve ligament ruptures, uh...... It's wonderful. A house that is too soft will make people forget nightmares, and in this case, good dreams can end. ”

The light in the spacious room dimmed at a rate visible to the naked eye. The soft carpet rotted in the air, layers of blood rust appeared, the smooth walls were peeled off, and large chunks of stone and dirt fell from the ceiling.

Outside the window is no longer a beautiful landscape view. Instead, it became a darkness that the eye could not penetrate. The room, which had seemed quiet and soft a moment before, was now gloomy, and the air was filled with the smell of fishy and decay.

Hallucinations? Perhaps, but a high-ranking demon can completely transform illusions into reality, and reality into illusions, everything that appears in the room at this moment can be said to be an illusion that only Enola can see, but for her, this is indeed an extremely real reality. Even the pastor of the church can no longer suppress this evil.

The curse of the superior demon. has fused with Enola and tormented only Enola alone. The only way for the Templars to exorcise this evil is to kill Enola, and they have to make sure that the curse does not spread like a virus.

Although blood began to spurt out of the sheets. Dye Enola's white cloak red. But she was still facing straight out the window. This practice fundamentally ignores the superior demons. It's the most painful move for self-esteem. A pale face suddenly appeared in front of Enola with its mouth open, opening its mouth to swallow her.

"You have prepared a surprise for me, and I have prepared an equal gift for you."

A silvery white mark appeared in the air. Standing between Enola and the big white face.

In the real world, Enola was endlessly tormented by the superior demon, her physical body had long been out of tune with her spirit, and she had entered a situation where her body and soul were out of sync, but after the superior demon pulled herself into his illusion space, in this idealistic space above materialism, Enola's iron will was completely unrestricted by the superior demon, and she could do a lot of things with her own imagination alone.

It may be difficult to do in the real world, but in the illusion of the superior demon, as long as she imagines that she can move freely, then she can move freely in this illusion space!

"Curse seals? Still using this shitty power, you bitch. Zi keeps saying that he wants to destroy the devil, but he is using the power of the devil to make me fall. The demons who have been in evil for many years are disgusted! ”

The silver-white mark suspended in the air, and the big white face on the other side disappeared, replaced by a woman whose eyes were as black as the abyss. Under the loose hair, the large mouth that was cracked to the base of the ear was full of stitched wounds, and the gray and terrifying face was full of gloomy aura.

However, hearing the words of the superior demon of this manifested entity, Enola asked rhetorically with an unchanged face, "You mean, the curse seal is a lowly power. So, the curse mark refined by the soul of the evil dragon Dracula is also considered a cheap power? ”

“…… I'm going to pick out your eyeballs and feed them to you! ”

The emaciated female demon suddenly turned into endless darkness, discarding all light in the room. In the endless darkness, Enola was left alone, with the silver-white inscription that appeared in front of her.

The silver-white mark that appeared in front of him was a rare spell mark that Enola had acquired not long ago.

This spell seal was not something that was extracted from the demon's body, but the power that Enola had found in her own mind.

A remnant of thought that remained in Enola's mind, and in the endless torture of the superior demon, Enola found it and turned this remnant soul into her power.

"Are you still looking for my flaws? There's no need to waste time, I'm impeccable. ”

In the darkness of the phantom space, the human fear of darkness is hard to see in Enola, who stands barefoot in the darkness, accompanied by the silver-white inscriptions that emerge from her side.

This spell seal gave Enola the greatest protection, so that the superior demon could no longer torture himself as he did before.

Regarding the power of this spell mark, it is strange that Enola actually does not recognize its source, and there is no record of it in the spell mark illustrated book that collects the wisdom of predecessors.

It's a new spell that has never been discovered before.

"Nasty little. Son, you can't just lie down obediently and let me tear your mouth apart!! You ...... What the?! No!! I don't want to go back! ”

Suddenly, the angry roaring demon, her hideous voice turned into an unwilling roar.

Similarly, Enola sensed unusual fluctuations. The dark space constructed by the superior demon began to become unstable, and at the same time, the silver-white spell mark in front of Enola also emitted a strange halo.

The silver-white spell mark suddenly emitted a strong suction, instantly pulling Enola, who was close at hand, and she didn't even have a chance to dodge at a distance of less than half a meter, and was forcibly pulled into the silver-white mark in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the endless darkness disappeared completely in an instant, and it returned to a quiet and peaceful room, and the layout of the room did not change in any way.

At the same time, Enola, who had been inexplicably pulled into her spell seal, stepped on the cold ground with her slightly shaky footsteps after a brief period of vertigo and persistence.

The silver-white light and shadow that flashed in front of her eyes dimmed, and Enola only felt a flower in front of her, and the dark illusion space just now was transformed into a strange environment.

A dark red carpet is laid out in the hall, and the lavish chandeliers hang from the flickering lights. Enola stood barefoot in this strange castle-style building, dressed in thin white.

The superior demon parasitic in Enola's mind had already left Enola and was plucked out like a carrot. The doorway of the real world slowly opened, and the high-ranking demon was dragged into the depths of the real world layer by layer...... in the world.

This is...... What's going on?

Why, all of a sudden, came to this place?

Looking up at Enola, who was looking up at the surrounding pattern, she suddenly heard some undetectable movements. The battle instinct she had cultivated over the years made her hear that it was a fierce battle sound, and it was very chaotic, it should be a fierce battle in a group, and she didn't know where to appear.

Dressed in thin white clothes with bare feet. Naked on the carpet, Enola quietly approached the source of the sound. (To be continued......)