Under the capture of the huge devil's claws, the iron hand Jack's body floated in the air, his hands and feet struggling desperately.
But after the demonization of Donne, there is no human emotion on his face, so he choked the fragile throat of Jack the Iron Hand, and continued to increase the power on his claws.
The blood volume of more than 2000 points drops rapidly, and it will be cleared in a short while.
And the iron hand Jack in his hand has stopped moving either.
The fiery heat of the devil's claws has burned the skin around his neck, emitting a scorching smell.
Dorn let go and threw the dead Iron Hand Jack on the floor at will.
Then, he cast his gaze on Soba who was shrinking in the corner of the room.
The boss was so frightened that he curled up in the corner of the room and shivered, and under his crotch, there was a foul-smelling liquid flowing out.
was scared to incontinence directly not all because the boss was too courageous.
Normal people who have seen real demons!
And even his tough boss, Jack, was easily crushed to death by the opponent like a bug.
"I just heard that you want my head too, don't you?" A smile was drawn on Don's demon's face, "Remember what we said in the evening?"
"Don't come over, spare me, spare me. Please, please..." Soba begged in tears.
"But you didn't abide by our agreement. I think you should have heard of it. Anyone who violates the agreement with the devil will end up miserably." Dorn, who is three meters tall, walks towards the boss. go with.
The wings of the bat on his back flapped, and a fishy wind came. This fishy wind was accompanied by a strong smell of burning sulfur in the air.
This is the last smell Soba can smell when he is alive.
This is the smell of death.
……
After the Iron Hand Jack and Soba were eliminated, Don's goal tonight was completely achieved.
Snake and Iron Hand Jack in Tiansang Town, and his minions will not trouble him anymore.
Dead people are always less likely to cause trouble.
And he rescued the poor girls in the dungeon and did a good thing.
great ending.
As for Vivian and Ling, they did not follow Dorn to the third floor at this moment.
After entering the dungeon, Ling was busy rescuing the girls in the iron cage, and was fleeing here with the poor girls at this moment.
And the guards outside were basically dealt with by Dorn and Vivian.
But just in case, the female thief is an expert in fleeing, but the frontal combat ability is really a bit worrying, and she brings such a large group of ordinary people.
So, Dorn asked Miss Fairy to follow them and leave.
After eliminating the [demonization] state, Donne changed back to his original appearance.
However, all the clothes on his body were shattered and burned by the dark red flame on his body when he was just transformed.
So, now I am completely naked.
"[Demonization] This skill is easy to use, it is easy to use, that is, you have to burst your clothes when you turn it on... Fortunately, Vivian has not been able to follow up, but I am not ready to be honest with her."
Dorn looked down at his body, and picked up Ruyi, who had fallen to the ground after being transformed.
I feel that I really need a pair of pants that look like the Hulk wears, no matter how you transform it, it won't be broken, and it can just cover the private parts.
I don’t know where to buy...
Dorn was naked, and he explored the third floor casually, and found the bedroom of Jack Iron Hand.
In the bedroom, he chose a slightly large but barely fitting clothes, and he also walked along with a hat.
As for the underpants, I have to leave them alone...
Wait till [Sweet Slime] Tavern.
After all, he and Jack the Iron Hand are not so good that they wear the same underwear.
After getting dressed, Donne went downstairs.
and took out [Ruyi], becoming Greglu's [flameweaver] appearance.
Under the conduction of magic power, this two-handed sword full of magic runes ignited a raging fire.
……
The time has passed midnight.
Joseph was lying on the bed with a slightly damp pillow, making it difficult to sleep.
The bright moonlight outside poured into the window of the room, and it shattered into silver on the ground.
Joseph is a bard, a down-and-out musician.
When he was young, Joseph had a dream, which was to hold a concert of his own in Golden Oak City, the city of music.
So, when he was twenty, he went to Golden Oak City and started chasing his musical dream.
It’s just that the sky is unsatisfactory.
Even though Joseph's musical talents and talents are very good, Golden Oak City has never lacked artistic genius, even the genius of extreme hard work.
In this big city where genius shines, he is too mediocre, without personal connections and financial resources.
Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Joseph has reached the age of thirty, and his original dream has not been realized.
He is poor and down, and he has done nothing.
Reality has eroded Joseph's sharpness and edges. For ten years, he and the music scores he composed were all unknown.
The frustrated Joseph left Golden Oak City and came to the surrounding big town Tiansang Town.
The daily expenses in the town are much less than those in the big cities. I no longer chase the illusory dream of music. Living here will be relatively easier.
There was snoring in the room.
However, Joseph was already used to this. He was lying on the bed, looking at the bright moonlight that spilled into the room, and then looked at his poem by the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.
The room he rented is on the outskirts of the slum of Tiansang Town.
And the room is shared by four people, so the rent is very cheap.
Four beds are placed in the big room, and then some personal belongings are randomly placed by the bed, which becomes a shelter.
Joseph’s three roommates, like him, are artists who have returned here from Golden Oak City.
Among them is a musician, like Joseph, a painter, and a young writer who writes stage opera scripts that no one cares about all the time All four of them are the same, the same poor, and the same. Dreams are hopeless.
In Tiansang Town, there are many down-and-coming artists like them.
Joseph lay down, unable to sleep for a long time. To be honest, he always feels a little...unwilling when the night is quiet.
He felt that the twenty-year-old boy in his heart had not completely died yet.
Joseph still wanted to go to Golden Oak City.
want to write a piece of music that is loved and sung by people.
I want to play my own music in a packed concert.
I want to hear everyone applaud him and praise him for being a good musician.
However, I can only think about it.
Joseph turned around, closed his eyes, trying to get rid of the complicated thoughts in his mind.
I don't know how much time passed before, the originally peaceful night was disrupted by a loud noise.
There are messy human voices shouting loudly outside——
"Fire! It's on fire! It's on fire!"
Joseph got up from the bed and looked out the window.
Somewhere in the slum, a flame is rising to the sky, tearing through the dark night.