Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　Because of not feeding the cat attentively, the cat who was anxious to eat actually bit Jenkins's finger when he pulled a piece of meat and fed it to the chocolate. The kitten’s teeth are not sharp, and it opened its mouth as soon as it felt the wrong bite.

　　 But the pain still irritated Jenkins. He looked at his cat with a bit of annoyance, and the chocolate "meow~" cleverly, and then rubbed Jenkins's finger with his furry face.

　　 "Okay, okay, I know you didn't mean it."

　　 He patted his cat, and then began to think about why he wouldn't let the chocolate eat by himself.

　　 The conversation between Daddy and Miss Capet lasted for an hour. During this period, Jenkins received a guest who ran into the antique shop to take shelter from the rain and successfully convinced him to buy a cheap medal.

　　 Miss Capet walked down the stairs while keeping the accounts, greeted Jenkins with a melancholy expression and left.

　　 The old man also walked downstairs, holding a piece of paper, also worried.

　　 "I know you must be curious about what we talked about."

　　 Dad said to Jenkins like this, and before Jenkins nodded quickly, he gave him the paper in his hand.

"I have a few old friends in [Church of All Things and Nature]. They heard some news and arranged to go to Nolan to **** Sigrid Capet to send me some information. I have been for more than ten years. I saw Capet a while ago, and she was still a child."

　　 This is a complete answer to Jenkins' doubts. He was pierced with curiosity, nodded embarrassedly, and then put the piece of paper in front of him.

　　 That piece of paper is not a letter, but a partial acquisition method of an ability. The writer uses a quill instead of a fountain pen. The name of the ability is [Alien Frenzy], which belongs to the ability of the blue alien.

　　 calls it a special ability, not because it has a very peculiar effect, but because it has been a taboo for many years and is one of the abilities that are forbidden to learn.

"In the ancient barbaric era, in order to compete for limited natural resources, various intelligent beings carried out cruel killings and battles based on races. In order to deal with those hostile races, a large number of targeted abilities were developed, such as targeting [Vampire Killer] for blood-sucking species, Chain [Demon Hunter] for demons, and [Midnight Killer] for humans.

　　 Although humans at that time were not the weakest ethnic group, they did not possess strong power. The unknown human wizard, the gifter of that era, finally created the special ability of [Alien Frenzy]. It relies on killing other alien species to gain power. The more the number and the more types it kills, the stronger the power it gains. "

　　 Dad explained this when Jenkins was looking at the paper. Jenkins thought for a while and then asked:

　　 "So what about defects?"

　　 There are almost no restrictions on the learning of this ability, so it is impossible not to have defects. The world is fair, and if a powerful force can be mastered by most, then there must be a problem with this force.

　　 "The defect is that [Alien Frenzy] is not only humans who can learn, and as the power becomes stronger, the users of the ability will eventually lose themselves..."

　　 Daddy looked at the rain outside the window in a daze, and he didn't know what he had recalled.

"I should have explained to you that the blue alien ability is derived from alien talent. The ancient gifter who created this ability did not develop the power of human beings, but directly imitated a monster named [Slaying Angel]. The structure allows ability learners to have the special organs of this alien monster. This is the truth of killing to obtain blood, and blood to draw power. Therefore, all intelligent beings other than human beings can theoretically acquire this ability.

　　 After the end of the era of heterogeneous melee, the most powerful dragons, elves, dwarves, sea tribes, wing tribes and humans at that time signed an agreement to permanently destroy this ability. No information about it has appeared in the data of dozens of epochs, until a numbered item containment out of control event in the last epoch, which led to a reversal of time and space, and some creations of the past era came to the'now', ability [Alien Frenzy] It spread out again. "

　　 "Oh, this sounds terrible..."

　　 Jenkins made such a meaningless sigh, then he paused and frowned:

　　 "Father, the abilities and effects you described seem to be familiar...relying on killing to gain power, the more you kill, the stronger it sounds. It sounds a bit like A-01-1-6377 [Seal of Killing]."

Chapter 1009

A-01-1-6377 [Killing Mark] is a worldwide event/event that gains power by fighting each other. People with specific tattoos will use intelligent life as the hunting target to continuously strengthen themselves, and when they reach a certain limit, they will Look for other tattoo holders. Last year, Nolan had the bearer of the Mark of Killing, and that bearer has been arrested by Jenkins and the professor and handed over to the church.

"Yes, do you remember the description of A-01-1-6377, the last survivor after the appearance of the Killing Mark will transform into a terrifying monster. It will break through the barrier of the material world and go to The unknowable terrible world. The so-called terrible monster refers to the alien species [Angel of Killing]."

　　 Daddy introduced like this, Jenkins remembered the last time the two talked about [Killing Mark], but he claimed that he didn't know what monster it was.

　　 "So what about the so-called'terrible world'?"

　　 Jenkins asked again, without going to investigate why the father wanted to lie.

　　 The old man hesitated for a moment, but still said the answer: "Blood sacrifice to the skull seat."

　　 After this, he was reluctant to provide any information, and there was no need to provide the information about the [alien frenzy] brought by Miss Capet, because the church already knew about it.

　　 Dad thinks that there should be evil people with this ability in Nolan City. This quiet city is really the most suitable battlefield for killing.

"The green flame demon you killed a few days ago, the tattoo on his body has been parsed out for some meaning, including part of the ritual content of [Alien Frenzy]. The church searched the residence of the flame demon and the coachman, and obtained Some key letters. There is evidence that the sect that believes in the evil **** [Lord of the Slaughter] [The Whip of the Dead] has reached Nolan. They are trying to master the ability of [Alien Frenzy], and the specific method of obtaining this ability is now They were tattooed on five different aliens."

　　 "Why are they doing this?"

　　 Jenkins does not understand such behavior.

"This is one of the ritual requirements of [Alien Frenzy]. I don’t know the specific content of the ritual, so I can’t give you a specific answer. But now that I know the current situation, I should find out those who carry the ritual as soon as possible Different species of content and kill them and get tattoos. Otherwise, Nolan will give birth to terrible killers again."

　　 What the old man said, the complete report was formed only yesterday. When he sent the "food poisoned" Jenkins to church, he heard about it from Miss Bevanna, so he can tell Jenkins today.

　　 In this way, Jenkins's kidnapping by the coachman is a good thing to help the city. Because of the kidnapping case, the church knew that such a terrible thing was about to happen, and it was connected with the ancient killing ability. This is really fortunate for Nolan City.

　　 Anyway, when night fell and Jenkins saw Miss Magic at the agreed place, he was still thinking about [Alien Frenzy].

　　 The two met in an alley without street lights, and the rain that started at noon was still pattering. The man in the black rainproof cloak carried the cat and the umbrella. Tonight is really a moonlit night with no moonlight.

　　 When Miss Magic walked into the alley, she was taken aback by the tall and dark man, and then she saw Kitty Vanilla and realized that this was Mr. Candle.

　　 As she greeted her, she walked over, and then heard the man’s voice passing through the rustling rain:

　　 "Good evening, Miss Magic. Do you know [Alien Frenzy]?"

　　 The woman was taken aback, and then slowly shook her head: "I know this is an ancient forbidden technique, but I only know the name. What happened?"

　　 "My friend in church told me something terrible this morning..."

　　 Jenkins said half-truth and half-truth what the old man had mentioned, and then made a photo of the Balrog tattoo out of thin air in his pocket.

"I know you have always been proficient in rituals, so now I would like to ask you to use this tattoo to study whether you can trace the holders of the other four tattoos. This is my reward for helping you slaughter pirates...Of course. , This may not be enough, I have another compensation."

　　 He said, handing over the photo. Miss Magic reached out and took it. The gap between the two umbrellas caused raindrops to fall on the photo.

　　 "I think there should be no problem, but I am busy with Fermi repair recently, so studying these tattoos may have to be postponed to next month."

　　 She looked at the photo for a while, then nodded and said yes.

　　 "I will give you a very reasonable remuneration. I think the favor this time plus this should be enough."

　　 Jenkin reached into his pocket for the second time and took out the red bead in the pocket. This is one of Pompeii's abilities and was acquired by Jenkins during the last party. His voice is low and steady, even in the rainy night, he can give people a sense of peace of mind.

　　 "This is too precious, I don't think you have to pay so much."

　　 The woman holding the umbrella said that she regarded Mr. Candle as a friend, so she didn't want to take advantage of him.

　　 "But I really need to find the holders of the other four tattoos as soon as possible. I think you should understand what kind of trouble it will cause once someone learns [Alien Frenzy]."

　　 This is a rare truth from Jenkins, at least at this moment, he really wants to use his own power to protect the city.

　　 Miss Magic was silent for a while, stretched out her hand to pinch the warm red sphere Jenkins handed over. Pompeii's wailing face was hit by raindrops falling from the sky between the two umbrellas, and the red ball was quickly wetted.

"I will start researching as soon as possible. I received this sphere not because I wanted to own it, but just for research. When I figure out the meaning of these tattoos and get the method to backtrack, I will return it You. I think you shouldn’t learn it before you don’t know the ability represented by the ball. After all, the method of directional clearing ability is too rare."

"This is good."

　　 Jenkins nodded and stopped speaking, thinking whether he should trouble Alexia, who is busy with the tower recently, to also study those tattoos. But soon his attention was drawn to another thing. When the two set out to walk out of the alley, Miss Magic told Jenkins the destination of the trip:

"The pirates' stronghold is at 32 Wells Lane, which is divided into apartment buildings on the left and right. 32A lives with the only gifter, and 32B is his ordinary men, some uncultivated pirates. That is. There are regular police officers patrolling the streets, and we need to quietly kill all of them within ten minutes."

　　 Jenkins's progress stopped for a while. In the future shuttle not long ago, the note in the picture frame read:

　　【Wells Lane, 32B, Room 3 on the second floor. Kill him, at least before the end of the third month in 1866! 】

　　 Two things that were originally unrelated are so magically connected. Although Jenkins was a little surprised, he quickly accepted the facts.

　　 Based on the experience of the past six months, he has long known that the "future" message will appear in his life in a wonderful way. It's not very unexpected to be connected with Miss Magic.

　　 His momentary pause was not seen by Miss Magic. Two people who also wore black rain cloaks held umbrellas and walked side by side on the side of the street. Jenkins noticed that even if it was windy, there was no wet place on the woman's body. She absolutely treated her umbrella or clothes specially with rituals.

　　Chocolate hates to get her hair wet, and is now hiding in Jenkins' arms. If it weren't for rain tonight and Jenkins added an extra piece of clothing, then his chest would definitely bulge.

　　 "I think you should know that the heart of the ocean has been polluted."

　　 Jenkins considered the sentence and asked softly:

　　 "The tainted gift, it is very likely that it has been turned into a deceit, do you really need it?"

　　 "I need that thing, not to study it, but to exchange something with it."

　　 Miss Magic responded, looking at the dim street in front of him:

　　 "Please get ready, Mr. Candle, we will reach our destination soon."

　　 Wells Lane is just like most of the unknown alleys in this city, quiet and peaceful in the rain on the spring night. Even if two murderous men in black visited here in the middle of the night, it was still calm and quiet.

　　 The sound of rain and moisture can well cover up the screams and the smell of blood. There is no possibility of losing this battle from the beginning. The difference is only the length of time.

Jenkins will not sympathize with the pirates. Although his own memory of the image of the pirates is a little beautified because of various literary works, the original owner is a native Nolan, and he knows exactly what these people are. Scum.

　　 He and Miss Magic first went together to solve the benefactor who lived on the A side. The man who was sleeping with the prostitute/girl did not even wake up, and fell into eternal death.

　　 Then the two entered side B from the window on the second floor and slaughtered all the living people here in turn. Because of the spells that conceal the voice, there was no large-scale resistance until the last person died.

　　 It's just that these pirates are indeed very cautious. Many people at least opened their eyes and noticed something was wrong, but it was just that.

　　 Next is the process of searching for information. Because of worrying about the future news, Jenkins actively asked to search the second floor on the B side.

　　Miss Magic will certainly not disagree. In her opinion, the documents she needs are likely to be in the domicile of the benefactor, that is, side A.

　　 In the process of killing just now, Room 3 in Building 2 was vacant. The door lock was melted by Jenkins' fire, and after pushing the door open, the dark room with the windows and curtains closed was greeted.

　　 Unlike other messy rooms full of disgusting smells, the owner of this room tidy up his house and orderly, it is difficult to tell that the pirate living here is a rude pirate.

Chapter 1010 Chapter 992

　　 "Well...maybe it's not a pirate."

　　 Looking at this obviously different room, Jenkins came to this conclusion, and then looked forward to finding something like a diary to facilitate the investigation of the identity of the owner. Since the room is so neatly cleaned, the probability that the occupants can write is greatly increased.

　　 But Jenkins didn't find that kind of thing. He just accidentally found some ritual materials that were only used by the gifter under the floor near the southeast corner.

　　 "I knew it would be like this. The owner of this room is also a gifter, but why hide his identity from the pirates? Is he an undercover agent?"

　　 He made bold assumptions and guesses. After checking the clothes on the desk and the hanger, he called Miss Magic from the side of A and told her that there was something wrong with this room.

　　 But even with women, they still haven't found any valuable clues here. They just learned from the homepage of the notebook on the table that the owner is named "Edward Leglis", but the name is far from enough.

　　 Jenkins was upset by the message from the future pointing to this address, while Miss Magic thought that her plan had changed. She had no idea that there were two gifters here.

　　 "The woman who sold me the information also vowed to say that there is absolutely no problem."

　　Miss Magic is angry when he mentions it here, but even if they go to the messenger tomorrow, they will not know who the owner of this room is at the moment, and where they have gone now.

　　The white cat vanilla, who is good at finding things, was also asked by Mr. Candle for help, but this time the little cat did not find anything that the two humans did not notice. It appeared to be very tired, and the little ball was shrunk in Jenkins's hands. It was time for it to sleep.

　　 Jenkins and Miss Magic had no choice but to leave. The coins they found were half and half, and the rest of the tattered Jenkins didn't want anything. This group of pirates probably belonged to the kind who didn't think about the future at all, and they didn't have anything valuable at all.

　　 The gifted person who lives alone is even poorer. It is understandable that there is no numbered item, but the total number of charms on his body does not exceed 10. This makes Jenkins very suspicious of the pirate profession, whether it can support them.

After 　　 and Miss Magic had parted in the rain, Jenkins walked towards his house worriedly. He did not hold an umbrella with a short hair in his left hand, which was found in the room just now. Even if the house is cleaned and tidy, it is impossible to have no hair.

　　 Similar short hair is found on the neckline of the sweater in the wardrobe and under the desk, so this must belong to the owner of Room 3 on the second floor.

　　 is just [Curse of Disease] In addition to hair, you also need to know the appearance or approximate body shape of the cursed person. Although the ritual can be successful even if you don't know it, the effect will be greatly weakened.

　　 "Should I curse him or not? That future may be a trap. But it is indeed Chinese Pinyin, so it should be fine..."

　　 He said to himself, the sound of rain easily suppressed the man's voice, and only he and his cat could hear this voice.

　　 I didn't think about it when I got home, but since [Curse of Disease] has a high probability of not killing him, it should be no problem to try it.

　　 Let the sleepy cat sleep first, and Jenkins performed the required ritual of [Curse of Disease] in the basement alone. It's very simple, and the cursed disease is still the flu that Jenkins is most familiar with.

　　 He hopes that this curse can just right make the cursed person dying but immortal, so that he has time to investigate the identity of the hair owner, and then pain the killer.

　　 After finishing the ceremony and putting things in order, Jenkins caught a glimpse of the fruit bowl placed on the test bench. I haven't used it today, so after thinking about it, I reached out and touched the plate. After injecting a little spirit, three round fruits appeared in the fruit plate.

The first one is an orange, but it looks a bit small, and I don’t know if it will taste sour; the second one is a cherry with a ruddy color, which is one of chocolate’s favorite fruits; the third one is one. Purple-black oval fruits, chain-like patterns are evenly distributed on the peel, and small bumps can be seen in the gaps of the patterns.

"Ok?"

　　 This is a fruit that Jenkins doesn't recognize, and since he hasn't been in this world for a long time, and the original owner is not a very knowledgeable person, he guessed that this is some kind of cherished fruit whose origin is far from Nolan.

　　 Now that I have something good, I have to share it with my cat. When Jenkins took the three fruits and walked to the bedroom on the second floor, the chocolate was asleep beside the pillow.

　　 It puts the front paws under the head, and the whole cat shrinks into the shape of a fur ball. The brass-colored ring exposed under the paw can be seen. This is the black stone of calamity sealed by the divine power. After losing the life orb as a toy, the cat quickly became interested in this thing.

　　 Seeing that the chocolate was already asleep, Jenkins carefully placed the fruit in his hand on the bedside table, and then climbed into the bed to get ready to sleep. Tomorrow is a new week, and he still has a lot of learning tasks to face, so he should keep the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

　　 After closing his eyes, he soon fell asleep, and the patter of rain did not affect his sleep. One person and one cat breathed quietly and evenly in the dim bedroom. A few minutes after Jenkins fell asleep completely, the cat's little nose suddenly moved.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 It made a dreamy cry, rubbed its head against its body, and continued to sleep with its eyes narrowed. But dozens of seconds later, the nose shook again, and then twice quickly, and the chocolate woke up completely.