Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Respond to my call, the soul floating in the void!"

　　 He whispered. In the next second, he mistakenly thought that the street where he lived had never been dead, because nothing happened.

　　 But after that moment, the heart beats like an electric shock frantically, a strong suction appeared from the fingertips, and almost half of Jenkins' spirit was absorbed into the psychic board.

　　 His arms bounced like springs, and the whole person shrank back, and the psychic board on the table began to emit choking white smoke.

　　 First, the four statues disintegrated into pieces under high-frequency vibrations, and then blood-like liquid was seen flowing out of the cluster of decorative painting tombstones.

　　 The densely packed names written on it began to blur, and the two weird smiling and crying faces in the upper left and upper right corners of the psychic board also turned into wailing scary faces.

　　 The blood flowed over the table top and flowed onto the carpet, and then the board bounced quickly on the table top. After a few seconds, the crack appeared from the center and spread to the entire surface like a spider web.

　　 It seemed to hear a sharp howl, and in the soft buzz, it was completely shattered.

　　 The man squatted on the sofa, and the cat squatted on the corner of the table. The former breathed heavily while the latter squinted his eyes.

　　 Jenkins felt his heart beating quickly again, because from the pile of broken wood pieces that couldn't distinguish the original appearance, a golden liquid like eyeballs suddenly flew out.

Chapter 535 Chapter 526 Inside the Wall Outside the Wall

　　 "Divinity!"

The word 　　 blurted out subconsciously, and then he was surprised to realize what he was saying.

　　 When I checked the belongings just now, the needed items were right beside him. Before Jenkins could think much, he wrapped the drop of golden liquid with a piece of metal.

　　 Use a silver knife to pierce his finger and wipe a blood stain on one side of the hexahedron.

　　 "My blood!"

　　 was about to close the metal blocks that fell apart, but I could feel the divine nature resisting desperately.

　　 Flip the hexahedron and place the medal that symbolizes the status of the baron on the second side.

　　 "Honor!"

　　 At the junction of different metals, there is a tendency to melt, and the resistance of the gods is also weakening.

　　 Flip the hexahedron and let the unquenchable flame burn the third side.

　　 "Purification!"

　　The thick golden light overflows from the metal surface.

　　 Flip the hexahedron and apply the spiritual powder left by the wraith spirit entangled with Mr. Nellie on it.

　　 "Pity!"

　　 The six faces shrank inward at the same time, gradually leveling out, and the divinity has completely disappeared.

　　 flipped the hexahedron. He didn't know what to pick up for a while, so according to his inner instinct, he grabbed the chocolate that was watching the show and pressed the fifth side on its belly.

　　 "Guardian!"

　　 The metal block in his hand vibrated violently as the cat protested, as if he was celebrating something.

　　 Flip the hexahedron and read and write the golden holy emblem imprinted on the black surface.

　　 "My God!"

　　 All visions disappeared, and the palm-sized black standard hexahedron stayed in front of Jenkins.

　　 "Haha~hahaha."

　　 Although the complete destruction of the psychic board is very sad, compared to the divine nature, all special items are not worth mentioning. He couldn't help laughing, and the chocolate broke free of the man's hand, rubbing the metal block with his little nose.

　　 "But where does the divinity come from?"

　　 He finally did not let the surprise destroy his sanity, and he still remembered this very important question.

　　 Outside the window, dark clouds have floated and covered the moon, the squally wind blew without warning, and the dead tree in the yard of Goodman's house next door was swaying non-stop.

　　 A low and depressive aura enveloped the neighborhood. Although the more sensitive ordinary people could not know what was happening, they also curled up subconsciously.

　　 "Could it be that there is a divine body near here?"

　　 Jenkins scratched his head.

　　 A violent and cold breath lingered outside the window, but not everyone can enter the abode of God.

　　 "Did I have another big deal?"

　　 side facing, subconsciously side of the head, in the dim light, half of the chain is exposed in the coat pocket hanging in the hall, and it vibrates very fast.

　　 "Oh, I have a bad feeling, chocolate, ready to run away."

　　 The wind and sand hit the glass. At the same time, black smoke leaked from the house of Mrs. Margaret and attacked the house next door along the ground.

　　 Jenkins called out his own ability light spot, and then activated [Unknown Road Ahead]. The straight purple light pointed straight out the window, which was the neighbor’s widow’s house.

　　 Thinking a little, combined with his own experience and information, Jenkins roughly guessed what happened:

　　 "The child that Mrs. Margaret is pregnant with is not the son of the evil **** who escaped from the new city of Truman, right?"

　　 With a crisp sound, the stones engulfed in the wind broke the windows, the wind poured into the house, and the paintings on the walls, scattered books and decorative vases fell to the ground in a mess. The gas lamp went out silently, and even the fire in the fireplace flickered.

　　 In this gust of wind, Jenkins sat quietly on the sofa with his back to the window, pressing a metal block with one hand, and the shadow caused by the fireplace flame swayed on the opposite wall.

　　 He already felt that some furious creature was in the house opposite. Although forced to come to this world early, its power is still extremely powerful.

　　 It is a creature that "occupies" a part of the world. In Jenkins's perception, there seems to be a huge crazy monster hidden in the darkness outside the window behind it. Just the part that is perceived is almost maddening.

　　 This is the most primitive instinct of creatures, and Jenkins, who hasn't completely escaped from the mortal womb of the flesh, is also affected.

　　 On the coffee table in front of him, books fluttered indiscriminately, and things like curtain shadows were constantly flying. The chocolate poured straight on the table, the tail stretched straight, it should be affected by the thing outside the window.

　　 But it can also perceive Jenkins. The higher the creature, the more dangerous it can perceive in advance.

　　 Just as Jenkins believed that there was a creeping behemoth in the darkness outside the window, the creatures outside the window also thought that sitting inside the window was an extremely dangerous monster.

　　 The howling wind didn't mean to stop at all. Jenkins squinted his eyes and felt a little numb in his body.

　　The broken window blocked the Son of God from the Son of God. The violent baby was almost mad, and his poor mother's abdomen was cut open and died on the small bed. The followers tremblingly hid in the corner, holding the potion made in the basement of the building.

　　 No one expected that the neighbour’s boring whim would cause such a big setback in the plan that had been planned for nearly a hundred years.

　　 It was late at night, the swaying fire was reflected in the eyes of the writer, and the hand holding the metal block was shaking subconsciously.

　　 Ang~

　　 The monsters inside and outside the wall silently confronted each other for a few seconds, and the ear-splitting roar seemed to be coming from the furthest sky. What this sound caused was not the air but the vibration of space.

　　 There was blood in Jenkins' ears, but he didn't use that drop of divinity. He doesn't know how long the possible battle will last, so this thing can only be used at the last moment.

　　 Even though it is a natural-born higher creature, the posture of the newborn baby still affects his intelligence. He couldn't judge the ability of the monster in the dark, but the rage caused by the early birth prompted him to kill the thing desperately.

　　 made that terrible cry again from his mouth, and he moved—

　　 then stopped.

　　 Dozens of black cat paw prints appeared on the wall in front of them, squirming and gathering in an abnormal posture.

　　 That is a more restrained but more terrifying manifestation of power. His inherited knowledge does not even have all the information of this power.

　　 Ang~

　　 Extraordinary intelligence suppressed instinct, he flinched, and his rage was forcibly driven out.

"There will be a chance."

　　 The hoarse voice came from his mouth, and his early birth destroyed a certain plan, but the Son of God is the Son of God after all.

　　 He floated and retreated to the door of the bedroom. The black mist covered everything in the room.

　　 After a while, the clouds dissipated and the wind stopped, and the red and blue moonlight came in through the small window again, and among them, only the poor widow with her abdomen cut open was left.

Chapter 536 Chapter 527 Long-planned Plan

"have they gone?"

　　 The stiff Jenkins looked at the swaying fire in front of him and sighed softly. The excessive concentration just now relaxes, and what follows is a feeling of sleepiness like the tide.

　　 Before he even had time to check the condition of the chocolate, he just retracted the fire in the fireplace, and he fell asleep with his head drooping.

　　 A few seconds later, Chocolate stood up again, walked to the window and looked out, and saw dozens of carriages from different churches rushing from the corner of the street before returning to the sofa. It lay peacefully on Jenkins' knees, opened his mouth to show his teeth, and yawned greatly.

　　 The light outside the window shines on the beautiful chocolate hair, showing a softer color.

　　 When consciousness became clear again, Jenkins did not open his eyes for the first time. After coming to this world, he formed a bad habit, that is, whenever he wakes up from a coma or sleep, the first reaction is to remember what happened before closing his eyes.

　　 It is necessary for people who are alive and trembling to be careful about everything.

　　 "Yes, I remember, the scary thing next door took the initiative to retreat."

　　 Thinking of this, he opened his eyes naturally, and the father's voice came from his ear for the first time:

　　 "A strange ceiling."

　　 This is definitely revenge on the last time.

When 　　 woke up, it was already the next day, which was noon on Monday. The ceiling is no stranger this time, because Jenkins has woken up here many times.

　　 Only the old man and the chocolate were in the room, and the cat saw Jenkins wake up, got up from the pillow, yelled softly, jumped onto the window sill, and slipped out of the house.

　　 The two did not talk in a hurry, but asked the nuns to prepare lunch. During this period, Jenkins didn't say a word and seemed to feel heavy, but in fact he was weaving new lies.

　　 "So, how much do you remember from last night?"

　　 After lunch, Miss Bevanna also appeared in the room, accompanied by a secret guard. But the latter didn't mean to participate in the conversation, just sitting at the table with a pen, seeming to act as a recorder.

　　 "When I woke up yesterday, it was already noon..."

　　 The soft winter sun shines through the window/shot, and sprinkles on Jenkins's side face. Today's weather is good, it is a suitable day to go out. After the foggy days have ended, even the temperature has warmed up a bit, and the gentle wind blows on the face, which makes people feel itchy.

　　 He opened his eyes yesterday and described his meeting with John and the dinner with Earl Hesha in detail.

　　 When talking about John, Miss Bevanna obviously wanted to interrupt him and say something, but she was stopped by her father; and although the earl’s agreement had nothing to do with the night’s affairs, everyone listened carefully.

　　The focus is on things after returning home at night. Jenkins lowered his eyes subconsciously, making it impossible to judge the emotions from his eyes:

　　 "After I got home, I played with Chocolate for a while, and then I sat on the sofa to prepare for next Wednesday evening class. Then..."

He worked hard to make an incomprehensible expression: "I felt it. I sensed that a huge strange and terrifying thing suddenly appeared outside the window behind me. Huge does not mean volume, but an indescribable feeling. I am. I can't describe what it is, and I don't even dare to perceive it with spirit. It's like...It's like when human beings face the abyss, they will subconsciously produce huge fear, yes, that's it! "

　　Miss Bevanna turned her head and looked at her father, who had no expression on her face.

"I didn't dare to move while sitting there, and the thing behind me didn't mean to move. Ten minutes passed like this. Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time. It suddenly disappeared, and I couldn't hold back the faint. Past."

　　 "The church noticed the abnormal situation there and led a large number of gifters to arrive. I think this is why he left."

　　 Miss Beffana explained.

　　 "He?"

The word 　　 specifically refers to some indescribable existence, which can refer to both gods and monsters that cannot even be mentioned by name.

　　 "Yes, the evil **** son of New Truman, do you remember?"

　　 Miss Bevanna asked.

"Yes it is."

　　 seems to be similar to what Jenkins guessed.

　　 "After we found you, we searched the house next to you. There were very strong and chaotic energy fluctuations inside. We found a woman with her abdomen cut open in the bedroom on the second floor..."

　　 "Is it Mrs. Margaret?"

　　 Jenkins asked quietly.

"Yes, if there is no error in the record, then she should be your neighbor...Of course, she also belongs to the house of the witch. After verification by the two knights of the Sun and Justice Church, there is nothing wrong with it. "

　　 The people in the room were quiet. Jenkins looked out the window, and the thick black smoke column could still be seen in the distance. The gray sky would return soon.

　　 "So, the **** child of the false **** Void Eye Demon was born into this world through the abdomen of a witch?"

"Yes it is."

　　 Ms. Bevanna agreed, glanced out the window, and whispered: