The demon incarnated by Gringu was like a spade armor, except for the antler-like protrusions that were originally on the left and right sides, but now they were distributed up and down.

The fall of the Black Ship and the Demon Tree falling into a sea of fire caught its attention.

Its six slender legs landed on its feet, its bumpy back glowing in the glow of the green flames burning on the Demon Tree.

"What the hell is ...... that?"

Grimmgu couldn't help but take a few steps forward, closer to the sea of fire.

Suddenly, a tentacle "roared" out of the green flames, and at an extremely fast speed, wrapped around Greengu's antler-like protrusions.

It's like an underwater creature waiting for an opportunity, and when its prey approaches, it will launch a surprise attack.

"What?!"

Gringu tried to break free of the tentacles, and his upper and lower jaws bit into the tentacles, and his fangs snorted and dug into the flesh.

However, more tentacles poked out of the green flames, one after the other, "snapping" around Gringu's stag armor.

"Let go of me!"

The fear of the unknown made it realize that it had encountered a terrible opponent.

The power of the tentacles was quite strong, and Greengu could no longer support it at this moment, and was forcefully pulled in the direction where the tentacles came.

The green fire grew bigger and bigger in front of its eyes, until it was pulled into the flames and engulfed in flames.

"Ahh

The creepy screams rang out, which lasted for half a minute before they completely subsided.

The scorching demonic smell dissipated.

Nasshoro, Pitt, and Vochuri looked at each other.

They watched Gringu fall into the trap.

It's just that I didn't expect that "that person" in the green fire to be so terrifying.

Greengu had little chance to resist, and died in an instant.

Do you want to go together? Still is...... Wait for Imu-sama to come back here?

After only hesitating in the blink of an eye, a tall figure appeared in the green flames.

"Click".

David Jones stepped on a wooden plank that was in front of him and walked out.

The green fire stained on his body did not hurt in the slightest, but danced amiously, like a brilliant butterfly.

The three-headed demon was breathless.

There's no way to wait.

Vocchuly shook his little ears and two big beards, and was the first to roar:

"David Jones!"

The roar carrying malice echoed between the ruins of the ancient city and the sea of fire, over and over again, but it did not abate.

It possesses some kind of dark power, attracting the owner of the name to respond to it.

And once you respond, the owner of the name will disappear, and the time of disappearance depends on the person's power.

The weaker they are, the longer they will disappear, and there are even people who have been "hidden" for a hundred years.

However, as long as the owner of the name has a companion who calls his name within a few seconds of disappearing, then he will be released from the "Divine Shadow".

This man, there is no one around to follow.

David Jones heard it and looked over to Vochuri.

He sneered, and responded to Vochuri of his own volition.

"You're calling me?"

The cold voice subsided, and Voculi's eyes widened.

Nothing happened to David Jones.

At the same time, Vochuri noticed something change in his demonic body.

He looked at David Jones in horror.

David Jones laughed, "You just called my name...... My curse is in you. ”

"Puff puff"!

Tentacles protruded from Vochuri's mountain-like fat body, wrapped tightly around its body like ropes, and pulled extremely fast.

Pitt tried to go over, but Nasjuro stopped him and shook his head.

That guy, it's dead.

"Whew-"

In just a few breaths, Voculi's body was twisted by tentacles and spiraled like thick hemp rope, and blood and slurry fell to the ground like wrung out water.

Smack.

The tentacles let go, and Vochuri was twisted and crushed to the point that his extremely slender body fell to the ground.

However, the tentacles were still dancing, as if they were parasitic on the corpse.

"Let's go together." Nasjuro said to Pitt.

They can't just throw in the towel.

If you step back, you will be regarded as an "unqualified servant" by Lord Im, and you will also die.

Only by moving forward can there be a way to live.

Pite instantly understood what Nasjuro meant, and nodded.

His slender body fell to the ground, but his head swelled up like a balloon blowing in.

"Poof"!

The huge head broke away from its tiny body, floated into the air, and flew towards David Jones.

At the same time, the demon Nasjuro, who still remains in his human form, wields a sword and steps on clogs, and flexibly dodges to attack from the side.

Pitt opened his mouth towards David Jones, and the bigger it opened, the bottomless pit of darkness inside.

When all goes well, Davy Jones's blood shoots out like red threads and pours into his mouth.

The more he sucked blood, the stronger Pete became, and the weaker David Jones became.

That's how it should be......

It's just that David Jones's blood lies quietly in his body.

Pitt's eyes were blank.

"K-" The knife slashed at him diagonally.

One of David Jones' tentacles twisted into the shape of a trident in an instant, and flicked away the sword.

Nasjuro grasped the sword steadily, and the blade trembled to himself, and he almost let go.

He gritted his teeth and said to David Jones as if he were singing:

"I'm your master, you can't do anything to me."

David Jones glanced at Nashiro, who was talking to himself, in surprise.

Sure enough, it didn't work?!

Nashiro jerked behind him.

His speed was almost invisible, but it was also at this moment that his legs were wrapped around the faster tentacles, and he slammed and pulled to the ground.

Seeing that he could not absorb David Jones's blood, and seeing Nashuro being caught, he could only crash into David Jones like a train.

David Jones stretched out his right arm, like an iron wall, and stopped Pite with a bang, and as if he were grasping a huge ball, he pinned him to the ground.

Pite didn't know whether he was tough or afraid, and struggled desperately.

"You want my blood?" Carrying the direction of the green fire, Davy Jones's face was shrouded in shadows, and only a pair of ice blue eyes were shining, "That's good for you." ”

The tentacles were like needles, piercing Pitt's heavenly spirit cover, temples, eye sockets, nasal cavity, mouth, and cheekbones.

Pit wailed out that it was not his.

"Bubbling ......"

The tentacles were like hoses, delivering cursed liquids into Pitt's demonic body.

"Bang"!

Soon, the inflated balloon burst open, and the slime flew out.

Before the explosion, David Jones had disappeared in place.

Nasjuro tries to sever the tentacles that are wrapped around his legs with a knife.

Yet they looked soft, but they were tough enough to be cut by him.

In the darkness, more and more tentacles crawled over.

Nashiro, who didn't dare to linger for a moment, slashed with his knife ruthlessly, and with a "poof", cut off his legs together.

The demon's self-healing caused pustules to emerge from his severance.

Nasjuro didn't care about Pit, and he didn't care about the pain.

With one hand, he flew up and catapulted into the distance.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a shadow enveloped him.

Before Nashuro could react, a leg stepped on his bald head and stomped him to the ground with unstoppable force and speed.

Bang –

The rock cracked into countless spider-like cracks.

Nashiro only felt that his whole body was falling apart, and he felt pain.

He instinctively drew his knife and slashed away, but the tentacles snatched it away with lightning speed.

David Jones grabbed the knife with both hands, and twisted the blade, which was still slightly curved, into an iron ball.

He let go of his hand, and the iron ball fell, smashing into Nashiro's abdomen.

The tentacles climbed up Nashiro's throat and climbed up his chin.

His lips trembled, but he repeated the chant in despair, begging for the power to work:

"I'm your master, you can't do anything to me...... I'm your master, you can't make a move on me...... Hmmm......"

The tentacles ran down his tongue and into his mouth.

As long as there is a hole, it burrows into it, some down the throat, some into the nostrils, and some up, squeezing the eyeballs out.

Nasjuro's mouth was wide open, and the bruises on his pale face were bursting up, and blood was flowing from his eye sockets, sliding down his mouth like tears.

Eventually, the demon's body stopped moving and lost its breath.

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