Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 The dress of the old elf in the memory is very strange. Judging from the surrounding environment and the astrology, it is undoubtedly summer, and what he is now wearing is almost like a traveler on a winter night.

　　Whether it is the heavy boots or the exaggerated coat, although it is very suitable for the atmosphere of secret meeting in the cemetery at night, it is not suitable for this season at all.

　　 glanced at the old elf who was engrossed in his memories, he didn't seem to explain it.

　　 "Siam Nord, I know you have nothing to pursue, and I also know that you have lived too much time and don't want to pursue that long life. But we are not the same, Siam Nord, the elves will never understand the sorrow of human beings!"

Chapter 1133 Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen Thirty Years Ago (Part 2) (4/10)

　　 Mr. Lane Sam, who was talking to the old elf 30 years ago, made a loud voice when he spoke, and he looked very angry.

　　 "Human sorrow? If it weren't for me to pool money, I don't have time to go with you. I am buried here, I am afraid I will be one more!"

　　 The old elf's voice couldn't help but raised higher, just right to suppress the voice of Old Man Ryansam.

"Are you really a human, Ryansam? I don’t want to investigate you, but I’ve known it a long time ago. You weren’t born in this era at all! Your spirit of life is very strange, so you can be called a human. Think about it, Ryan Sam! What good is the legend that provokes the savior to you? Do you think that you are chosen by fate, or that there is actually a great person behind you who I don’t know is supporting you! Don’t! Stupid, Ryansam, we don’t have many friends, because of your greedy thoughts, they are all buried here forever! Give up!"

　　 At the end, the elf's voice was almost higher than the range that human ears can distinguish, but the old man standing opposite him was unmoved.

　　 "How do you know this is the adventure I planned?"

　　 "Because I found this!"

　　 said, the old elf in the memory opened his hand to the moonlight, so Jenkins could see the ring in his hand.

　　 "Although you never let anyone observe these things in your hands, I can still recognize them. This is yours!"

　　 "I don't know this one, but the style is the same. This is one of the ten rings!"

　　 Jenkins confirmed in his heart, and then nodded to the sad old elf beside him. The latter hid the expression on his face, raised his right hand and slammed it hard. The familiar white mist instantly enveloped the surroundings. The voices of the two who were still talking loudly soon became blurred and finally disappeared into the white. The depths of the fog.

　　 The music of the music box appeared more and more clearly in the ears, and as the thick fog dissipated, the old elf's apartment appeared in front of his eyes again. Jenkins looked down at the music box subconsciously, but happened to see the scene where it closed automatically.

　　 "They did not see us just now, but why can't we talk? Would this change the past history?"

　　 "No, no, I said this is just a toy."

　　 The old elf patted the music box that had ceased functioning, and then pointed to his head again:

"When entering a certain memory through B-03-5-2996 [Memories Music Box], although people in the memory cannot see the bystander, they can sometimes hear the voice of the bystander. Once this happens, it will change The memory of the owner of the memory, although this will not make people die, but it is also a very troublesome thing to say...Speaking of which, is Ryan Sam's ring the ring you are looking for?"

"It should be, but why did he have these rings thirty years ago? I thought he also found the rings from the ancient tomb that Miss Yindi I mentioned earlier, but the ancient one thirty years ago The tomb hasn't appeared on the ground yet..."

　　 Jenkins said so, frowning about the possibilities. But suddenly thinking that there seemed to be terrible information in the memory just now, so he asked:

　　 "You mentioned the savior..."

"Oh, that’s a rumor 30 years ago. A gifter who fled to Nolan brought a weird prophecy. Her divination ability was very strong. When she divination for everyone, she got something to do with the savior. The information. But it’s not accurate at all. Ryansam and the others who believed in that prophecy were in bad luck. If it weren’t for me to get away with something, I’d almost be involved.”

　　 The old elf said with a look of sorrow.

　　 "What about afterwards?"

"Later? There is no later. The group went to explore the ancient ruins in Yorktown, but the army was almost wiped out. The second memory was what happened after they came back. After that, no one believed that prophecy, this one. If the matter were not mentioned to you today, I would have almost forgotten it."

　　 He sighed, Jenkins took a sip from the teacup, and found that the tea was still hot. It seemed that it didn't take too long to watch the memory.

"By the way, the ancient ruin they explored thirty years ago was the one discovered earlier this year. Before it appeared on the ground due to the earthquake, there was actually a hidden entrance to enter, but the church didn't have it. Discovered, and the few people who knew didn’t mention it because they didn’t want to get involved in this matter anymore.”

　　 "So what kind of savior's qualifications did the woman of thirty years ago predict?"

　　 Hearing this question, the old elf calmly continued to pack the music box in his hand, but in fact, his heart was trembling. He hesitated for a while before he decided to say it, after all, even if he didn't say it, Jenkins would always know.

　　 "Remember when I went to your house last time, did you mention that Ryan Sam was very concerned about your first book? It wasn't just caring, he just liked the name of the book."

　　 ""A Collection of Stories from Foreigners"?"

　　 Jenkins said.

　　 "Yes, the so-called savior predicted by the woman thirty years ago is [the stranger]!"

　　 Ignoring the shocked expression that Jenkins showed on the side, the old elf carried the music box up and took it back to the bedroom as if nothing had happened.

　　 When he came back, Jenkins, who was feeding the waking cat, had returned to his normal expression, but in fact he still couldn't get rid of the lingering surprise.

　　 "When I chose a name for my book, I deliberately wanted to avoid anything related to transcendence. In the materials of the Church of the Sage, there is no ability to be named [Foreigner] at all."

　　 He said so.

　　 "Maybe the information in the Diocese of Nolan is insufficient, maybe the prophet 30 years ago did not see the real future at all."

　　 The old elf obviously did not want to continue this topic, but Jenkins seemed to have forgotten about the ring, constantly looking for various opportunities to know what happened thirty years ago.

　　 In the end, the old elf was really bored, and promised to find a time next week to bring Ryan Sam to his house. Jenkins could ask him what happened thirty years ago.

　　 "Next week? Since today is Sunday, how about we meet next Monday."

　　 Jenkins proposed.

　　 The old elf showed a surprised expression on his face, but somehow he agreed. Although Harama Ryansam is his long-time friend, he seems to have a higher affinity for Jenkins.

　　 "So the elf blood on me must be weird!"

　　 Jenkins confirmed this again and looked forward to finding the answer after the potion was configured.

Chapter 1134 The first thousand one hundred and fifteen chapters of the elves panic (5/10)

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Woke up and eaten chocolate screamed softly, stood up on the sofa and looked around majesticly. Thinking Jenkins didn't care about the chocolate, but the old elf's eyes looked straight at the kitten.

　　 "That one is really..."

　　 The elves remembered the childhood that had become a little fuzzy in the long past. When the elders wanted to quiet the young naughty elves, they would often take out the protagonists of some horror stories.

　　 Human society also has such a tradition, but Mary and Robert used to "terrorize" the three Williams brothers by the devil in the story or the weird old man living in the wharf area, while the elves often used more terrifying things.

　　 This kind of fear is rooted in childhood memories, so that even if the old elf Siam Nord has left his hometown for so many years, he still remembers the legendary disasters.

　　 "Swallowing the moon..."

　　 He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly moved his eyes away from the cat who was squinting and stretching. Chocolate glanced at the old elf and saw that he was very acquainted, so he didn't take him to heart.

　　 The old elf didn't know that he was only one step away from getting annoying. He quietly waited for Jenkins to continue asking questions or determined to seek the truth on his own. In fact, he also knew some information about the struggle for the savior at the end of the era, but he didn't intend to incorporate it in the first place.

　　 But if Jenkins really wants to seek...

"The world tree seedlings have a special uniqueness. Appearing in such a sensitive age, Jenkins must have already obtained a qualification... No, maybe more than one or even more than two. It is bold to estimate that it may have already obtained more than half. He really wants to seek [foreigners], maybe I should help him, or end the destiny arrangement earlier... Fortunately 97 years ago, I gave up the chance to watch [Epic of Time] by chance. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ve already fallen into the trap of fate...Fate..."

　　 He sighed and continued to wait quietly. Suddenly the nose shook, as if smelling some foul smell, and then looked at Jenkins with horror on his face. When he found out about Jenkins's identity last time, he didn't seem to be so panicked:

　　 "Have you learned the abilities related to death?"

　　 "Yes, weird ability, [Embracing death]. I couldn't find any information when I was looking for information in the church."

　　The old elf Siam Nord immediately appeared to be fainting, and then he actually fainted. But fortunately, Jenkins, who can be regarded as Nolan's best healer, was by his side. He awakened the elves with a pinch, and at the same time sighed that the body structure of the elves was so similar to that of humans.

　　 "Oh, flowers~"

　　 The old elf who woke up stretched his hand upwards as if he wanted to catch the air, shivering and screaming, sitting on the sofa trembling uncontrollably. It was a long time before he asked in Jenkins's puzzled eyes:

　　 "After gaining the power of death, have you ever felt physical discomfort?"

　　 "No, except for sometimes dreaming of huge black cats, I think my body and spirit are healthy."

　　 "It has nothing to do with the black cat."

　　 quietly glanced at the chocolate, the old elf immediately shook his head, while muttering to himself:

　　 "How can this be..."

"Any questions?"

"[Embracing Death] is an undead alien favored by the spirit of death to gain top talent, which is similar to the human [Nature’s Son], the Elf’s [Eternal Life], and the Mermaid’s [Sea Breath]. Although every age has One or two appear, but this is definitely not possible with a half-blood like you."

　　 He finally admitted Jenkins' speculation about the blood of the elves.

　　 "[Embracing Death] allows the owner to passively absorb and transform the spirit of death, even if he does nothing, he can become the top undead alien species. Jenkins, how is this possible..."

　　 The elf was talking and covering his head. Although his hair was all white, his hair volume was still thick.

　　 After hesitating for a while, Jenkins also said what happened after looking at [Reaper's Cloak Fragment]. But the old elves still did not accept the fact that the half-blood elves could perfectly reconcile life and death, which in his opinion was more incredible than miracles.

　　 "But anyway, please don't continue to accept the power of death. You are a mixed-blood elf, cough cough, okay, I admit it. So have the pride of the elf and don't get tainted with that dirty power."

　　 The old elf persuaded him sincerely.

　　 Although Jenkins does not think that the power of death is "dirty", he does not intend to accept death, so on the surface he agrees to the old elf's suggestion.

　　 After that, the two talked about the ring again and made an appointment to meet with Old Ryan Sam here tomorrow. Then Jenkins sent away the unicorn, and then walked to the church with the cat in his arms.

　　 When passing by the hotel where Miss Cape lived, she glanced at the row of windows upstairs, and of course she didn't find the friend. In addition to the five local churches in Nolan, the [Church of All Things and Nature] (Ms. Capet), [Church of the Sun and Justice] (Ms. Knight, etc.), [Destiny and Lawful Church] of the Twelve Orthodox Churches (Miss Audrey), [Church of Creation and Machinery] both openly sent people to station at Nolan for very reasonable reasons.

　　 And even the other three churches that did not send people to the public, there are some obvious or secret staff in the local area, which is certain. For example, Miss Warfel, the huntress, has a background in the [War and Victory Church].

　　 "It's an eventful season, but I don't know if the so-called [Foreigner] is true or not. Where should I find the female fortuneteller 30 years ago? I'm not sure if she is still alive."

　　 When you turn the corner in front, you can see the door of the church. Many believers came to pray on Sunday afternoon, and no one noticed Jenkins among them.

　　 "Thirty years ago...a female fortuneteller..."

　　 His walking motion stopped for a moment, and then immediately returned to normal. Speaking of which, he did know that a very powerful female fortune-teller came to Nolan thirty years ago, and even knew that she was smuggled by boat with Robert Williams.

"Will it be Miss Bronie Anse? She did plan to come to Nolan thirty years ago, but Robert said that she disappeared before the ship docked, so he always thought that the only survivor was him. The identity of the divination savior. The female fortune-teller, will it be Miss Bronie Anse?"

　　 This question can only be answered by asking in person, but Jenkins vaguely felt that the demigod fortune-teller would not tell the truth so simply.

Chapter 1135 Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen Alien Species (4) (6/10)

　　 I didn't see the old man in the church, he was probably underground or behind the gate of Vientiane. Jenkins was also too happy to see his father, otherwise he would definitely be questioned by his father why he didn't see the store on Fifth Queen's Road.

I was thinking of going to Miss Bevana to find out about the situation, but Miss Bevana was not in the church at all, and asked Mr. Biel Rodney, the director of the Theological Research Office, to find out that there was a strange situation in the mining area in the east of the city this morning. Something, Miss Bevanna went to deal with it.

　　 So, Jenkins could only use the excuse of visiting the patient to go to Captain Pennsey’s ward empty-handed. When he pushed the door in, the middle-aged man was leaning on the bedside to read the newspaper, and there was an apple that had been cut into several pieces on the bedside table next to him.

　　 A few words about today’s weather, the two chatted about the news in the newspaper. Jenkins tried a few words. Captain Bincy didn't know the big discoveries made by his father about the Carmel family, and he didn't know much about the woman who lived in the church and was cursed by God.

　　 He was resting in the ward all day, and he didn't even know about the Chengdong Mine mentioned by Mr. Rodney.

"But I know a little bit about the city's raids. The church caught a guy with a [Alien Frenzy] tattoo in the sewer pipe directly below the city hall late last night. Sage, it’s not good to say that, but I’m glad I didn’t participate in the action, Jenkins, you never imagined how disgusting the smell of the sewer was."

　　 He made a frowning motion, and then heard Jenkins ask:

　　 "What alien species was caught? This seems to be the first tattoo discovered by the church after the city search began."

"Fire monsters, a kind of alien species born in flames, similar to flame spirits but whose life level is much lower than that of flame spirits. Fire monsters are not very powerful. The trouble is that they can incarnate flames, as long as a cluster of flames is not affected. If you catch it, they can get out of it. It's a fluke to catch it in the foul sewer, and it should be the blessing of the sage."

　　 "A different kind of fire element again?"

　　 "Yes, it is another kind of fire element."

　　 Captain Bincy nodded and watched Jenkins stop his cat from getting close to the apple slices, smiling and saying that he didn't like apples, and chocolate could eat them.

　　 "It has eaten too much food today, just now... nothing. Hasn't the church discovered the cause of the alien species of the fire element?"

　　 Jenkins almost admitted that he went to visit a friend this afternoon,

"We don’t know much about this ritual. The information provided by the Holy See in the [Alien Frenzy] does not involve the need for specific elemental aliens. So I personally guess that this is probably to cooperate with the subsequent sacrifices. Now the church Isn’t it a basic confirmation that the purpose of the cultists is to summon angels? To be honest, I really didn’t expect that I would have the opportunity to encounter such a major event in my life."

　　 "I feel that most of the major events that have happened in the past six months can be compared with summoning angels."

　　 Jenkins said in his heart, but did not speak against Captain Pency.

　　 In his heart, he also thinks that the tattoos of [Alien Frenzy] must be improved, so he will choose the aliens with specific abilities to carry them. After all, the original intention of the cultists was not to obtain this dangerous ability, but to directly summon the killing angel.

It’s just that Jenkins still has doubts about what they are going to do. Three-quarters of the umbilical cord of the Son of God has been taken by Jenkins, and only the last quarter is left as a bridge of communication. Even if the blood sacrifice is perfect, it can only be done. An angel descended on the material world. And this is not troublesome at all, there is still a drop of divinity in Jenkins's hands that is not used.

　　 "There must be something I didn't expect."

　　 He thought in his heart, and saw dark clouds floating in the sky from a distance, and it looked like it was going to rain again.

　　 I didn't see the old man in the church until dinner. He didn't know why the clothes on his body were not the same as when he left the antique shop in the morning, but the first sentence after seeing Jenkins was to ask why he appeared here.

　　 "There was no business in the morning, so I went straight to church after lunch. Captain Bincy met me at two o'clock, and he can prove it for me."

　　 Even though Jenkins said so, the old man still looked at him suspiciously, as if he was actually using his free time today to annoy him.