Jason twisted his body and kicked hard, breaking the wrist of the palm directly, and kicking it out. At the port, the flesh and blood had long since rotted, and white maggots were scrambling to wriggle out.

Maric stopped, pinched his lips with his right hand, and whistled mournfully.

boom! boom! boom!

The soil in different places in the open space was lifted, and corpses with no expression sat up.

At the same time, the cold wind swirled suddenly, and countless transparent shadows seemed to smell the smell of a feast of blood. No one wanted to lag behind and flocked to Jason, some pulled his arms, some pulled his calves, some simply hugged his head.

Jason paused and snorted.

The shadows flew out immediately, some screamed and disappeared, and some got lost in place.

Almost instantly, Maric and Jason raised their right hands at the same time, put their thumbs up and put them next to their index fingers, and the index fingers aimed at each other.

Silently, the air separating the two exploded, and strands of black air billowed upwards.

Maric then took a step back, and a few strands of his messy hair withered in an instant, falling down.

"Maric, you are still so weak, and you still don't know how to use the power of desire!" Jason laughed hoarsely.

At this time, "Werewolf" Tire rushed to his side, and Steve, the Sequence 5 powerhouse who was in charge of this operation, did not know where he was.

"Don't be in a hurry to deal with Maric, wait for Sharon to rescue him, Master Steve is about to arrive. Werewolf" Tyre lowered his voice and said to Jason.

He immediately stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his lips: "I don't know what Sharon will look like when she takes off her clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Jason turn his head, his pale face was gloomy, and there were two identical figures in his eyes:

Black court dress, light golden hair, delicate face, bloodless skin!

Snapped!

He stretched out his two palms and grabbed "Werewolf" Tyre's neck, followed by the creaking sound of bones that couldn't support it.

"Wraith" Sharon strikes!

Tyre inhaled violently, making his neck swell like a water pipe, causing black bristles to grow there, briefly resisting the force that would crush his trachea and cervical spine.

His eyes gradually turned white, his bright red tongue stuck out, and sticky saliva dripped down the sides of his lips.

However, his right hand was inserted into his pocket accurately and steadily, breaking a certain preset spiritual shackles!

The warehouses around the entire empty area suddenly lit up, and the place was filled with crimson moonlight.

The strength of Jason's grip on "Werewolf" Tyre's neck quickly diminished, and a figure wearing a small soft hat appeared behind him.

There was a proud and cruel smile on Tire's face, and he took out a shrunken "full moon" from his pocket with his right hand, a crimson "full moon"!

It was a dark red ornament constantly exuding tranquil brilliance. It was in the shape of a full moon, surrounded by scarlet gemstones one after another, and in the middle were symbols symbolizing the moon and many mysterious signs.

Sharon narrowed her eyes instinctively, and took two steps back, the illusory feeling quickly faded away.

Her legs seemed to be unable to support her weight anymore, and she fell limply to the ground, the complicated black court dress stained with dust and mud.

"Werewolf" Tire held up the palm-sized round ornament that was blooming crimson and radiant, panting and laughing: "Master Steve is right, you will definitely try to counterattack, and Sharon, the person you possessed and manipulated, It must be Jason who is one sequence higher than me, so he handed the 'Crimson Moon Crown' to me."

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