Outside the villa, led by Jessica, the harpies lined up in front of the villa with bows and arrows, looking at the person in front of them vigilantly. This is a tall, thin man with black hair, his face is handsome, full of aristocratic temperament, and his new fitted suit makes him look extremely elegant, although under the stares of the eagle-bodyed banshees, he still stands calmly without a trace of panic.

It's Levell, Viscount of Hell, Levle! He didn't expect that after being freed from the deepest part of the Holy See, he would find this place so quickly.

Jessica's nervous palms were sweating. She was sure she hadn't met this person, no, he wasn't human. However, Jessica couldn't be sure what the man in front of her was.

She only knew one thing, this man, with an extremely dangerous aura. Although there was nothing unusual around him, Jessica could almost see that behind him, a large mass of black gas was like a substance, almost as if it was about to completely swallow the place. At the same time, the Harpy's excellent vision made her notice that just standing there, the green grass under the man's feet had begun to wither and no longer live.

Her body, her instincts, and her soul all told her how terrible the person in front of her was. Not just Jessica, all harpies felt the same way. Although they are on guard, in fact, the fighting spirit in their hearts has unconsciously collapsed little by little.

John didn't realize it. It's not that he's inferior, or hurt. It's just that demons are creatures in the dark, and the Harpy, who is a dark monster, is naturally sensitive to him. John was not a holy priest, and as a human being, he was easily deceived by demonic cover-ups.

"What do you want?" After a while, Jessica asked with difficulty.

Gracefully bowing to the harpies, Lever said, "Where's Anne?" ”

Jessica was shocked, and couldn't help but raise her voice: "Who are you, and why are you looking for our patriarch?" ”

"She's your patriarch? Interesting. Lively didn't answer, but slowly swept his gaze over all the harpyes, "Which of you is Annie?" ”

As he spoke, he patted his head: "Ah, I forgot, the patriarch of the Harpy should have a sniper bow, so you are not either." So tell me, where is Anne? ”

Jessica was a little angry, but it was more from her fear of the man in front of her. She screamed, "Our patriarch is not here, how did you find here?" What exactly is to be done? ”

"Shhh Anne isn't here, I'll wait here for her to come back. ”

As he spoke, he raised his arms to the sky and greedily breathed in the fresh air mixed with the fragrance of grass in the mountains: "Ah, free air, how beautiful, I have not breathed the breath of nature for four hundred years. ”

Although Lever had not made any inappropriate or dangerous moves since his appearance, Jessica instinctively felt that it was not a good thing for this person to come to the patriarch. Never before had the feeling told her that danger was so close as it was now.

More often than humans, non-humans trust instincts rather than evidence, as they can maximize their safety. So, Jessica decides to get ahead of the game and kill Lever no matter what.

She said word by word, slowly: "Please indicate your identity, why are you looking for the patriarch?" At the same time, at her signal, all the harpies drew their bows and arrows at the same time, silently filling their bowstrings.

"Oh." Hearing this, Lever lowered his hands and turned around, "Please forgive me for my courtesy, ladies. My name is Lever. I came to Anne because someone had commissioned me to kill her, and that's it. ”

He spoke very lightly, as if he were saying that he had come to visit an old friend. It seemed that only then did he notice Jessica's extremely nervous face, and nearly a hundred bows and arrows facing him.

So he smiled and waved his hand: "I advise you not to do stupid things, I am too lazy to kill people senselessly." ”

"Kill him!" Without any hesitation, Jessica waved her hand vigorously.

Boom! With almost a single thud, nearly a hundred arrows fired at Lever. Although it does not have the power of Anne's sniper bow, the Harpy is a well-known race that is good at shooting, and all the elites present are elites who have survived the war.

Seeing that Lever would be shattered by the swarm of arrows, suddenly, as if shot into a bottomless hole, all the arrows gradually disappeared the moment they touched his skin, as if something had swallowed them for Lever.

"Tsk," Lever shook his index finger slightly, "that's not what a lady should do." ”

"Quack!" Without allowing him to make any moves, Jessica suddenly appeared in his original form and opened his mouth to exhale.

The Harpy's sonic waves are no joke, even rocks can shatter. Although the sound waves of the cluster were all rushing towards Lever, John, who was standing nearby, also buzzed in his ears and felt very uncomfortable.

Lever didn't seem to hear it, and was calm under Jessica's scream. Unexpectedly, she couldn't help the other party in the slightest, Jessica's face changed drastically, and at the same time, the rest of the harpy banshees also showed their original forms.

Slightly stunned, Lever muttered, "It seems to have been overplayed..."

Another roar, this time all the harpies opened their mouths at the same time. The scene was so spectacular that although there was not a single sound wave in sight, it was as if a wave was set off in the air, and something tangible and intangible suddenly dispersed. At the same time, as it spreads, all the grass on the ground is uprooted and crumbled into green pulp.

It was as if a yellow wave of earth suddenly stirred, sweeping the entire hillside in an instant, and all the land was turned over, even more meticulous than the most advanced cultivator. The villa behind everyone was even more terrifying, the paint on the exterior wall was all scraped off, like snow powder floating in the air, and the glass disappeared earlier, and I didn't even know when it would break.

It was so terrifying that John, who was kneeling on the ground, thought he would be torn apart by the sound waves. And Lever, who was facing the attack, also changed his previous calmness. The moment he opened his mouth, he took a slight step back, and at the same time made a circle in front of him with one hand, and with his stroke, a spell faintly rose in the circle.

Instantly, an ugly bird with a single horn and a vulture-like neck standing on one foot and covered in pitch-black feathers appeared behind Lever. Its body loomed, with an inreal presence, apparently summoned by Lever.

At the same time, the strange bird had a wing, and it tightly wrapped Lever. At the same time, the sound wave has arrived, and the body of the strange bird is like a crumpled lake, rippling round and round.

In an instant, the sound wave dissipated, and the strange bird immediately raised its wings and disappeared without a trace. Although it was only for a short moment, Jessica was already in her eyes, and she couldn't help but say, "Oh my God, that's Sharai the Vulture of Hell..."

Lever didn't hurt in any way, and he didn't even change his expression. But obviously, everybody can clearly know that now he is angry, very angry, very angry.

"It has been said that a gentleman should tolerate three unreasonable acts by a lady, and I am very sure of that. Now, ladies, my tolerance has reached its limit, and the rest is up to you. ”

Lively blew away a trace of dust that had fallen on his sleeve and said slowly. As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot, and suddenly appeared in front of Geesica, grabbed her by the neck and lifted her into the air.

With no time to react at all, Jessica found herself hanging in mid-air when she regained consciousness. Awakened, the nearest Harpy immediately grabbed Lever.

"Uhh However, the next moment, they screamed loudly, covered their hands and fell back.

The other harpies were surprised to find that their fingers were almost all gone, and like those arrows, they were devoured by something before they were next to Lever's body.

Shocked and furious, several harpys pounced again, but they were still met with the same fate. For a moment, no one dared to act rashly, and they gathered around in fear and anger, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Ignoring everything that was going on around him, Lever just stared at Jessica, who was so hard to open her tongue: "I like to kill, and I can't control my love from birth, as soon as I come to it." But senseless killings are just the actions of barbarians, so I try to control. You would have been fortunate that for four hundred years I have had a great deal of tolerance for the unreasonableness of you Poseidon people. But..."

After a pause, his eyes suddenly flashed with a cruel color that made people palpitate: "Don't try to tease me at any time. I don't want to describe the consequences, because you'd never want to know. ”

As he spoke, where his fingers touched the skin on Jessica's neck, a slippery layer of oil-diluted oil gradually appeared, and gradually dipped into Jessica's white neck.