Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins whispered in his heart, and asked softly:

　　 "Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about."

　　 "No, you know, the strong. My lord ancient death favors you, are you willing to enter my lord's sanctuary and enjoy the endless glory?"

This is simply to tell Jenkins clearly that he has also gathered "the robe of the ancient **** of death", "blessed by death (referring to the black robe)," and "power to control death (contact death + bone holy sword, so he has The conditions for entering the world controlled by the ancient **** of death.

　　 He even guessed that after he entered there, he would have a high probability of directly receiving the favor of the master and stepping into the long but straight second road...

　　 "Isn't it an accident that I got this robe?"

　　 He did not answer directly, but asked the question again. The black-robed man in the deserted grave hut cooperated abnormally and directly replied:

　　 "Strong man, you are resurrected from the dead, and your soul is filled with the purest death. The power of death leads you into the fragments of my lord's sanctuary, but the blessing of death depends on your own efforts."

"Oh......"

　　 Jenkins went back to the dark and absurd summer night, the night he and Mr. Barnard first met. The physical body has indeed just experienced death, even the soul is shattered, and the new soul has just experienced death, but it is not the death of this world...

　　 "The blessing of death, it turns out..."

　　Everything in this world is reasonable. The deception that night may be an accident, but judging from the current situation, the content of the deception is not an accident at all.

"Yes, the strong, your soul is highly matched with death. You are born a substitute for death. The places you go are places of death. What you do will bring death. The strong , I ask again, are you willing to seize this precious opportunity to enter the sanctuary of our lord and accept the grace of our lord?"

Chapter 1092 Chapter One Thousand and Seventy Four

　　 "The grace of the great master?"

　　 Jenkins stammered in the retelling, without even paying attention that he directly said the word "dominant".

　　 He must admit that he did hesitate for a second, but Hathaway, Britney, Alexia, Papa, Mary, Robert and others immediately appeared, and his cat could not live without him. Jenkins can completely imagine that once he disappears, chocolate will be depressed all day long and eventually die in depression.

　　The stranger has found his bond in a strange world, and does not want to go to another place to become a stranger.

　　 "Sorry, I am honored to be invited by the great master, but I don't want to leave the material world."

　　 He tensed his muscles as he spoke, worried that the black-robed man in the ruined cemetery would turn into anger. Fortunately, at least the worst did not happen, and Jenkins did not feel angry.

　　 "Are you sure you want to reject my lord's invitation?"

　　 Jenkins only felt incredible from that sentence.

　　 "Yes, I'm sorry, although I fully understand what you mean, I don't want to leave the material world yet."

　　 Jenkins repeated it again, and then fell silent. This is of course an extremely precious opportunity. For any mortal other than him, this is a straight path to becoming a god. As long as the luck is good enough and the mind is firm enough, the probability of becoming a **** is far higher than staying in the material world and waiting for the end of life.

　　 It's really quiet here, there are no insects or birds, only the strange sound of Xisuo Suo from the shadow of the tombstone, and something seems to be shaking in the tomb.

　　 "So that's the case, it's a shame."

　　For a long time, the black-robed man in the house said so, and Jenkins really felt regretful from his words.

　　 "Then can I leave?"

　　 he asked cautiously.

　　 "Of course, of course, since you want to give up on your own, then leave, as long as you don't regret it..."

　　 The black-robed man in the room said vaguely, as if he didn't expect that someone would really refuse. Jenkins nodded quickly, then looked around and waited for a while, but nothing happened.

　　 "Um...sorry, where is the door?"

　　 Jenkins can't wait to leave this place now, and decides that if it is not necessary in the future, he will never try any suspicious deception.

　　 "The door? The door to leave?"

　　 The black-robed man in the room asked, before Jenkins asked again, he said to himself:

　　 "Sorry, when my lord sent me into the material world, he didn't let me create a door to leave here."

　　 That face was facing Jenkins, but because of the low-hanging hood, Jenkins couldn't imagine what he was talking to. As soon as his heart sank, he knew that these terrible crooks were not so easy to touch.

　　 This shouldn't be the hostile's malice, after all, the "Ancient Death God" has nothing to do with him. Probably the crook didn't know what he was thinking, but no matter what, Jenkins would not give up his life in the material world.

　　 "Let's talk about it, how much money does it cost to open the door?"

　　 He asked bluntly, and then remembered that because of the news of buying an insurer, he seemed to have only three coins on his body.

　　 "99 [Sustainable Crimes]!"

　　 "Oh, it seems you didn't plan to let me go."

　　 Jenkins said in a sarcastic tone, but the other party did not respond and was still sitting at the rotten table.

　　 "You are so confident, I can't beat you, or find a way out by myself?"

　　 If it is not necessary, Jenkins is reluctant to do it directly. Since visiting the church today, the metal block that seals the divinity is not on him, he is not sure whether he is the opponent of this strange thing in front of him.

"Here are the space fragments formed by the power of my master, which is almost equivalent to the'clandestine' in your ordinary population. If you have the confidence to kill the rulers in the clandestine, and use your own power to break through the space of the clandestine, Then you can give it a try."

　　 "This is the slyland? What about the rules?"

　　 "No, this is the space debris condensed after entering the material world of the slyland. Although the nature of power is equivalent to that of the slyland, there are no rules here. I have the final say."

　　 Hearing these words, Jenkins was silent for a while. Feeling the spirit of death almost everywhere in this world, he suddenly asked:

　　 "I am not an ordinary mortal in the material world. If you trap me like this, don't you worry about problems?"

　　 "I can feel your strange soul, but here is blessed by the power of my lord, you can't directly contact those great gods."

　　 "Sure enough, it is not that it is not afraid of the gods, but it is very clear about the power to isolate the gods..."

　　 I felt the power of the Holy Son’s blessing state in my heart, and I couldn’t feel anything. After hesitating for a while, Jenkins asked again:

　　 "Then those who are equal to the Great Lord [Ancient Reaper], don’t you worry about it?"

　　 asked this question at the same time, he suddenly returned to the train treacherous state. That was the first time Jenkins came into contact with the word "dominant", and it was also the moment when the deepest secrets of the world were revealed to him for the first time.

　　 But it is not half a year ago. Even without relying on those great powers, Jenkins has more than half the confidence to get out of here on his own strength.

　　 "The same existence...huh?"

　　 Jenkins felt doubt and fear in his tone for the first time.

"Have you not......"

　　 "Profane production!"

The appearance of the vines was a second slower than Jenkins had estimated, but the thick and twisted plants still pierced through the walls of the space like bamboo and squeezed directly into the world.

As soon as 　　 entered, the rich death spirit made the vines tremble. Afterwards, they seemed to be activated fiercely, and extended more fiercely, like a big snake, only pounced on the door of the broken house.

　　 The turbulent vines quickly blocked Jenkins's vision. He could only see that as the holes in the space grew larger and larger, those greens with short white tentacles rushed into the cemetery and ruins like a flood.

　　 The house was almost torn apart, Jenkins heard swallowing, sharp weapon waving, dull explosions and the like. Occasionally, strange sounds made the ground tremble, but Jenkins soon understood that the tremor was not because of the fighting in the house, but because of the things in the tomb trying to crawl out.

　　 Those terrifying undead who had been sleeping for so many years woke up extremely quickly, crawling out of the mud before Jenkins could react. Thousands of undead rushed in the direction of the broken house from the far side of the horizon. The rotten flesh, alienated bones and twisted face were all impacting Jenkins' spirit.

Chapter 1093 The first thousand and seventy-five chapters old friends

　　 The tide of undead coming surging like a tide, is not interested in Jenkins, even if he is standing in the direction of some undead, those terrible things will take the initiative to detour. They rushed towards the broken house with the same goal, and then they got mixed up with more and more vines gushing out from the hole in the space.

　　 The strange sound is getting more and more, the juice of the vine and the gravy of the bones almost cover the original color of the earth.

　　 This is the unfavorable [Profane Production] first encounter with an opponent, even Pompeii holding a skeleton sword has the courage to face these ferocious vines.

　　 "That black-robed man is really not easy..."

　　 thought in his heart, and planned to take advantage of the result of the battle to find a way to leave here as soon as possible. But as soon as he turned around, he saw another person in a black robe standing behind him, but the person behind him showed his face.

　　 It was a young young man with his hood lowered to show his face. His skin was pale and thin, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, but the sickle he was holding in his hand was definitely not a fake.

　　 This is not a stranger, on the contrary, Jenkins is very impressed by people. After all, from a certain perspective, Jenkins can now achieve financial freedom, but rely on the gift of the person in front of him.

　　 "Viscount Augustus?"

　　 Jenkins shouted out the name in surprise, and the young man in black robes in front of him was undoubtedly Viscount Augustus who died last year.

　　 Compared to Mr. Pisco, who is now suspected of not being dead, Jenkins can be sure that Viscount Augustus is indeed dead, and after his death, the soul passed through a strange door and entered a strange place...

　　 "The Augustus family is the descendant of the ancient gods of death. It is not surprising that it enters the dominating world after death, and is even endowed with great power."

　　 Jenkins wanted to understand this, and subconsciously took a step back. After all, the vine he had summoned was still fighting against the Viscount’s "comrades".

　　 "Long time no see, Baron Williams."

　　The pale young man in a black robe greeted Jenkins relaxedly, seeing him look alert, so he smiled and asked:

"My friend, haven't seen me for a long time, don't you know me? No, I didn't come here to do something, I just noticed the change in my lord's robes, so I came to investigate the situation. As for it... ...."

　　 He glanced at the vines and the undead who were tangled together to fight each other.

　　 "I don't understand it, and it doesn't matter whether it dies. Oh, Mr. William, as long as you don't intend to pollute this land, I will never interfere in this matter."

"Viscount Augustus, I still recognize you as my friend, but...how did you become like this. Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you, but I thought you were already I fell into an eternal sleep..."

　　 Realizing that Viscount Augustus was not malicious, Jenkins also controlled his body to relax, at least showing a kind attitude.

　　 "It was my Lord who gave me a new mission. You are right, Viscount Williams, I have indeed entered death, but isn't death the beginning of another great adventure?"

　　 Before the death of Viscount Augustus, Jenkins had heard him say this, and now it seems that he did not know anything about the family's past before his death.

　　 "Since this is your wish, Viscount Augustus, I want to congratulate you, congratulations for discovering new meaning in life and serving the great existence I dare not call by name."

　　 Jenkins said, after hesitating, he stretched out his right hand. Viscount Augustus, wearing a black robe, smiled slightly and reached out and held Jenkins' right hand.

　　 "It's really nice to see you again, my friend."

　　 Viscount said.

　　 "I am also very happy to see you again."

　　 Jenkins replied, and then quickly withdrew his hand. He opened his palm and saw a slight ulcer in his palm, which is the erosion of the body of the living by the spirit of death.

　　 But those festers quickly recovered, which is not very serious.

　　 "Sorry, I think it's better not to make contact between the living and the dead. My lord said that mortals cannot cross the boundary between life and death. Of course, you are different."

　　 He blinked at Jenkins, and Jenkins smiled knowingly.

　　 It was definitely a surprise to see Viscount Augustus again, but Jenkins found that he was not really surprised. He seemed to be ready to meet this friend from a mysterious family.

　　 Viscount Augustus took this opportunity to thank Jenkins once again for his faithful handling of his inheritance. He knew very well what happened in the material world.

　　 "No, I haven't done enough in fact."

　　 This is also the truth. Although the will was executed smoothly, most of it was managed by Jenkins entrusted by the church, and he actually handled very few things.

　　 "Can you help me open the door to leave here? I don't think I belong here."

　　 After the polite remarks, Jenkins asked again cautiously.

"Of course, of course. There is actually a door here. Originally, my lord’s robes were left in the material world, and he was just choosing a suitable life to throw into the embrace of death. My lord does not like to force mortals to embrace death, since you have chosen In the mortal world, I certainly won’t force you. As for it..."

　　 Augustus Viscount points to the broken house in the cemetery where the winner is gradually divided, and now it is clear that Jenkins's vines have the upper hand.

　　 "As for it, it is just blinded by the sins of desire on the way forward. It has been polluted and not accepted by death. Let it fall into complete sleep."

　　 Jenkins finally breathed a sigh of relief. According to his understanding, the masters should not be the kind of evil existence that forces people to change their beliefs. The things here are obviously made by the black-robed people in the broken house.

　　 "But I don't understand, why is this thing so bold? Doesn't it worry about punishment?"

"My lord gave him the opportunity to take the second path. He did not bear the sins, on the contrary, he was swallowed by sins. This is the punishment. Even if you do not show up, destiny will let him face its end at the right time. , In other words, now is the end given him by fate."

　　 Augustus Viscount answered this question head-on. This is the moment when Jenkins faces few people who can answer questions about the tricks head-on. He looked natural, and did not show the entanglement of not being able to reveal the secret. This may be because of the special space here, or it may be because of his special identity.

Chapter 1094 Chapter One Thousand and Seventy-Six Farewell

"I understand. Although those weird human figures can collect sin coins, in fact, only those who are not overwhelmed by the sins of mortals and can really bear them can take the last step. It shows that the higher the reason, The gentler the behavior, the greater the chance of eventually becoming gods...That's why gods hate crooks, but never actively issue oracles to destroy them. That's why..."

　　 Jenkins suddenly realized, as if the fog had dissipated before his eyes, and it seemed that the sky covered by dark clouds finally revealed the sun.

　　 "It turns out that it's not that you can become a **** as long as you collect sin coins. The key is to successfully bear your sins. I know how those crazy and weird things can become gods!"

　　 The smile on his face gradually brightened, and the haze that had originally enveloped his heart also disappeared a lot.