Jersey swallowed, he couldn't understand why his axe had suddenly become so sharp, it was just an ordinary axe, it shouldn't have this level of strength.

Compared to Jersey, the impact on the remaining two bloodlines is obviously much greater. After all, the garbage in his eyes suddenly exploded, and it is rare to cut his partner with an axe.

Compared to their brains, their instincts reacted faster, and Jersey had not completely recovered from his sluggish state. A fireball burst across his body, sending Jersey flying straight away, burning the clothes on his chest, revealing a chest covered in scars, mostly scratches, and a number of knife wounds.

Jersey vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and his thick skin saved his life. Although he was hit head-on, because the ability of his own blood clan was not strong and his own skin was not strong, he was only burned on the outside, but not on the inside. On the contrary, the impact of the explosion caused damage to the internal organs, and it was still in a tolerable range.

However, although there were no actual serious injuries. But the bloody chest still looks quite visually impactful. At this time, the people around were finally awakened by the explosion and began to scream desperately.

"Damn, what did that guy do? He killed the nobleman's messenger! he wanted to bring disaster!" said a crowd of onlookers.

"Are you trying to destroy this place, are you trying to kill us?" Nando said, blood still dripping from the top of his head, but at this point, fear helped him overcome the pain.

Jersey didn't answer Nando's words, his eyes were cold as stone, and something unusual was awakening in his bloodied body. A power that has long been forgotten by everyone, the wild power that once frightened the world in the era of swords and sorcery.

Orcs will never be slaves, well, maybe because it's a half-blood, they have to go something, and half-orcs will always be slaves.

The long-term lowly life has worn away the last trace of the edges and corners of the orcs and squeezed out their last drop of blood. They are no longer the race that could make the entire continent tremble just by relying on the terrifying flesh, and those who have lost their spine have no effect except to be maggots.

Frank watched the revival of the bestiality in Jersey's body.

Fear, despair, anger, anxiety, all the emotions were swallowed up by the animality, and Jersey's eyes began to change like Frank's, and radiating irregular red rings appeared around his pupils. Then the bones in his body broke and then reborn, the muscles began to multiply, and the horns of his head began to lengthen and thicken, showing more complex patterns.

As if a beast was about to leave its cage, it began to slowly stretch its claws, and the pressure of Xiao Kill swept away in all directions.

"Looks good. Frank commented, but at this moment, a strange magic fluctuation came out of Jersey's body, and then the ongoing changes in Jersey were forcibly terminated, and the whole person changed back to its original state again, and his breath disappeared without a trace.

As if a balloon had been punctured, the power surging in Jersey's body was nothing, and not only that, but his eyes suddenly lost his trouble, and he fell to his knees. Cold sweat continued to pour out of his body, soaking his tattered robes.

Jersey grabbed the corner of his robe and ripped it off, revealing his upper body. Strong muscles, strong body, but white due to lack of sun exposure all year round. The few stabs on his back were mixed with nail marks.

"It seems that this guy prefers to play head-to-head with others, but he has been yin many times. Frank said, "Typical brainless guys? ”

But compared to the scars on Jersey's body, the sudden black pattern on his back made Frank more curious.

"Curse, or rather, imprisonment. Frank said, "This is what limits Jersey's power, or all orcs." Interestingly, this power does not belong to the Bloodline. ”

The dozens of poor worms in Frank's basement gave him an extremely deep understanding of the Bloodline, so he knew very well that the magic of the Bloodline was actually a manifestation of the magic burned in the blood. Those spells have the power to communicate magical energy, and they are the foundation of the Bloodline, and when the Bloodline eats, these runes will be replenished.

Because the essence of these techniques is formed by curses, grudge curses. This is definitely not a gift, but a vicious curse. It is highly contagious, but it is only transmitted to humans. It's only human blood that can upgrade the curse, maybe the Bloods feel that their strength has become stronger, but in fact, they are only cursed to a deeper degree.

Frank is 100% sure of the Bloodlines, at least the Bloodlines that humans have converted to are born out of the curse. And the one who cursed them may be the so-called twelve city lords.

Just as Frank was thinking about the pattern on Jersey's body, the blood clan, who had been shocked by the momentum that erupted from his body, moved.

Jersey, who was on his knees, was kicked into the air and then hit the ground hard.

The surrounding crowd exclaimed again, I don't know if it was the momentum of Jersey just now, or the ruthlessness of the blood clan in front of them.

Nando covered his wound with one hand and turned his head away, he was the person who was hit the hardest when Jersey's momentum exploded, so he was not in the mood to watch the excitement at all at this time. His stomach hadn't warmed up yet, and the feeling of imminent death made him feel like his veins were frozen.

And Nando had just stepped out of the sight of the crowd, when a hand suddenly appeared in the air, and Nando was directly pulled into a space-time crack without even having a chance to shout.

"How dare you... Scare us!?" the Bloodclan also seemed to be speechless for a moment, so he didn't have time to say anything, and could only mumble a vague sentence to scare him. Then he kicked at Jersey without a clue, intending to use this traditional method to hide his panic and timidity.

Jersey's sudden loss of momentum not only made him completely threatened, but also his body's strength suddenly weakened to a freezing point. Originally, he could still resist the power of these blood clans, but at this time, Jersey did not say that he was resisting, and he even had no strength to resist.

The Bloodlines saw that Jersey had no ability to resist, and that he had no intention of using magic. Instead, he kept kicking and punching Jersey's body, and Jersey curled himself up in a ball to resist its power.

Frank watched the reaction of the girl upstairs while Certin Ai took care of her new toy. Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei are busy maintaining their cognitive enchantments, trying to avoid the screams being discovered by outsiders. All four of them are busy, and they don't seem to be able to save Frank's important test subject, which is about to die.

"Stop!" A cold female voice sounded, and Alan, who had been watching upstairs, finally couldn't stand it anymore and rushed downstairs.

"Let him go. Aran said, two scarlet eyes like jewels, staring at the two bloods in front of him.

"He killed Rook, he must die! a lowly bastard who dares to hurt us in nobility. The Bloodline in the middle said, but his movements still stopped.

"I am the only one who is noble. Aran said word by word, his eyes stabbing into the hearts of the two bloods like sharp knives.

"And you're just lowly incompetents. Aran said, his gaze sweeping over the two of them again. The two people below knelt down in a hurry at this time, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the person in front of them. And at this time, the people around them also knelt down in a hurry, how could they have the courage to stand when those adults in the upper city were kneeling?

"It's really, naturally domineering. Frank complimented, "What does this look like, Jersey guy?"

Jersey was half-lying on the ground, struggling to prop himself up with his own arms, he tried to get up but couldn't. The familiar face in front of him carried an unfamiliar coldness, as well as dignity.

"Sure enough, isn't it a man of the same world after all?" Jersey thought with a wry smile.

"You don't have to come. Aran looked at Jersey and said softly, "Child, you can't take it back." My father's orders could not be disobeyed, and my talent made it impossible for him to give up on me. You go, don't try. ”

"But, I... Before Jersey's words were finished, the red light on Alan's hand like flowing water slowly remained, and then the scars on Jersey's body slowly healed under the effect of Guanghua.

Instead of speaking to Jersey, Aran turned and entered the house.

"Hurry up, we're leaving. Aran said.

The two Bloods stood up and glared at Jersey viciously, as if trying to remember him forever, but finally turned away.

The crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed, leaving Jersey alone in place, looking at the building in front of him. A flash of red light flashed, and Jersey knew that it was a sign of leaving the Downtown Isolation Circle.

"Master, will he still be willing to accept us?" asked Xiaobai curiously.

Of course, there has never been a moment in his life when he was more eager for power than he is now. Frank replied.