Dominate the Treacherous Realm

And their task is to receive the oracle. Whenever the **** descends the oracle, these highly inspired girls will feel it, and then put the appropriate material for the oracle-such as a large piece of mithril decorated with precious stones. Panel-placed under the holy emblem of the church, this is the most common way to receive oracles.

　　 After meeting with the pagan **** son, Jenkins heard that when he returned to the church, he heard that the sage had sent an oracle about Monday's matter. The matter about the arrival of the killing angel is here, and it is considered preliminary.

　　 "The sage told us that the sixth angel who appeared last that day was the pure one under the newly promoted [God of Lies] seat. This is similar to our guess."

　　 In Captain Bincy’s ward, Jenkins told the bedridden man what he had received, and the latter showed such an expression as expected.

　　 "In addition..."

　　 Jenkins continued to speak expressionlessly, trying to conceal his inner thoughts.

"In addition, in addition to our church, Nolan’s other Orthodox churches have also received their own oracles. The gods defined the killing of angels as the killing of innocents, and announced that the church will [slaughter] within a hundred years. The believers of the Lord are regarded as mortal enemies..."

Although the Orthodox Church is hostile to the followers of the evil gods, setting it as a mortal enemy in the form of oracles means not only to arrest and judge these cultists when they encounter them, but also to arrest them when they do not encounter them. Take the initiative to find them and arrest them for trial.

　　 "According to the original text of the oracle sent from Berdylan, the sage allows us to obtain [the whip of the dead] information and destroy them by any means without violating the core doctrine."

　　 "Did the sage mention his appreciation for the suburbs of Nolan?"

　　 Captain Bincy waited until Jenkins finished speaking, and immediately asked impatiently.

　　 "It doesn't seem to be right, Mr. Smith didn't mention this when he relayed it to me."

　　 Jenkins replied, and then, as expected, saw a look of regret on the face of Captain Pency.

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"Mr. Smith didn't mention it, so I didn't think about it. I originally expected that the Diocese of Nolan will be praised by the sages for their outstanding performance in response to the evil **** angel... and that's right, except for you. The ones who killed the other three angels were all **** heretics, and even the following angels were severely wounded by that arrow."

　　 Captain Bincy said regretfully, but still had some smiles on his face:

　　 "The gods have been paying attention to us, that's enough. The world is extremely dangerous, and humans are like living on an isolated island in the ocean. But it doesn't matter, because we know that the gods will be our most powerful protector."

　　 This is one of the reasons why this world is crazy, but civilization can still be maintained and developed to such a degree.

It was finally determined that the only Orthodox churches that received the oracle were Nolan’s five, and the only ones who designated [The Whip of the Dead] as the deadly enemies were [Knowledge and Books Church] [Night and Secret Church] and [Ocean and Discovery Church], The other seven churches in Nolan that do not own churches have not even obtained oracle related to this matter.

　　 This shows that in the eyes of the gods, the appearance of angels in the material world is not a serious matter, not to mention that they were eliminated without even causing damage.

　　 This sounds really frustrating, but on the bright side, it's better to not be a big deal than to appear in person. People still remember the matter of Liu Shen under Nolan last year. At that time, the Cthulhu **** son almost swallowed the whole city with the power of Nolan's thick fog.

　　 The impact of the Angel Fall event continued to spread to this material world, but Jenkins, who was at the center of the event, felt that this event had passed.

　　 He cares more about strangers than angels. Now that the clues are clearly in his hands, all he needs to do is wait for midnight.

　　 In order to prevent the slightly weird ceremony held in the church, it will cause unnecessary trouble, and also to prevent that once the [Foreigner] is really obtained, the stone slab indicating the end of the day will appear in the church. Taking advantage of the darkness, Jenkins, who had fallen asleep early, slipped out of the church together with the energetic cat. When passing the dim preaching hall, Jenkins prayed sincerely to the huge holy emblem.

　　 "May the sage bless me~"

　　 He believes that his actions tonight are not against doctrine, so he does not have any psychological burden when praying to the gods.

　　 Because it was not the first time to slip out of the church, Jenkins, who was familiar with the road, quickly leaped off the roof and rushed into the nearby alley like an agile civet.

　　 He didn't find a suitable place to light the bonfire, but changed his body shape first, and then went to the old elf's house. After knocking on the door downstairs and explaining her intentions, the landlord’s wife politely led Jenkins in. Fortunately, the old elf had not rested yet.

　　 It is very late now, the weather is temporarily clearing, and the heavy rain in the last few days has caused the fog in the city to dissipate a lot. The old elf, wearing a pair of small glasses, greeted Jenkins in the study.

　　 He looked a little tired, but he was not too affected by the death of his old friend. After seeing that the visitor was Jenkins, he was obviously surprised, but he still greeted him enthusiastically.

　　 "I thought you would come back in a few days, after all, the subsequent effects of the angel's fall have to be dealt with."

"Those things have little to do with me. Although I am the saint son of the church, it is only half a year to become a gifter. Now the church will not arrange too many tasks for me. They think I am still growing up. ."

　　 "More than half a year?"

　　 The elf looked at Jenkins suspiciously, but didn't ask anything.

　　 He prepared a special kind of scented tea for Jenkins, the transparent liquid that glows with tranquil brilliance against the moonlight, has a refreshing and unique floral fragrance. Jenkins took a sip and felt the cold, soft liquid flow down his throat into his stomach. His slight headaches that had been caused by too much sleep recently were relieved.

　　 "Chinese rose tea, even among the elves, not many people know how to make this kind of tea."

　　 Seeing the surprised look on Jenkins's face, the elf couldn't help but said triumphantly. Jenkins adjusted his expression to admiration very cooperatively, then dipped some tea with his finger, and then stretched his finger to his cat.

　　 The cat walked over cautiously, stretched out his nose and shook a bit. After confirming that the smell was not so pungent, he hesitated to lick the tea with his tongue, then squinted his eyes and let out a pleasant cry.

　　 "About Carmel..."

　　 "You don't need to explain to me, it doesn't make sense to me. I just need to know that an old friend of mine has achieved eternal relief."

　　 He still seemed to mind, but he didn't show it.

　　Since the elf does not want to hear about Carmel, Jenkins can only tell him other things. The old man has enough years of flexibility and has enough life experience to answer Jenkins' doubts.

　　 He is very satisfied with Jenkins' response these days, but after hearing about the conversation between him and Mr. Son of the [Creation and Mechanical Church], he frowned and considered for a while.

"Jenkins, I am not a so-called old stubborn, but you have to understand the stubbornness and traditions of the elves. For us, to change the essence of life with extraordinary power is an unforgivable blasphemy. I think you probably also heard about it. At the end of each epoch, there will be catastrophes that mortals cannot imagine. Can you guess what we will face at the end of the 18th epoch?"

　　 "A disaster? I remember Miss Audrey said that the last page of the Epic of the Eighteenth Century, the theme is..."

　　 "What? You mean your teacher has seen "Epic of Time"?"

　　 asked in surprise, the elf didn't care what the most critical theme was.

　　 "Yes, she is a fortuneteller of [Destiny and Lawful Church]. She once got the opportunity to watch "Epic of Time"."

　　 "No, Jenkins, don't believe in "Epic of Time"!"

　　 The elf interrupted Jenkins loudly:

"The "Epic of Time" engraves destiny. It itself is a condensate of destiny and a materialized destiny. But anyone who has watched "Epic of Time" will inevitably fall into the trap of destiny. There has never been an exception. For this reason, although the Orthodox Church knows the power of the book, it does not use it to speculate on the future. Only those fortune-tellers who stand on the threshold of a demigod will hope to gain further insights by watching the book. Clues. Don’t believe the guidance given to you by those who have watched "Epic of Time", at least not at all."

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　　 It is rare for the old elf to say such a long sentence at once. His expression is very serious, so Jenkins tried very hard to analyze his meaning.

　　 "So, the final theme of this epoch is not the [steam] shown in "Epic of Time"?"

　　 "No, [Epic of Time] gives the most correct future records, but they are not comprehensive. Can you understand, Jenkins, sometimes incomplete truth is more terrifying than pure lies."

　　 Jenkins certainly understands this, after all, he himself is the best at it.

　　 Before leaving the elf house, the old elf also asked Jenkins when he was going to deploy the elf potion. Jenkins is now ready, so he calculated the phases of the moon and decided on the next full moon night, which is to start preparations at the beginning of the next month.

　　 "You will be satisfied."

　　 the elf said expectantly.

　　 "You mean, I can find the secret of the Williams family?"

　　 "Who knows?"

　　 The wizard still refuses to disclose this information.

　　 After leaving the old elf house, Jenkins summoned a unicorn to fly to his home. He finally decided to hold the ceremony in his basement.

　　 Naturally, there is no shortage of wood at home, and there is still a lot of firewood left in winter. After the bonfire was brought out, the mercury was treated with the heat of inextinguishable fire and Frost Fist.

　　 After mercury was applied to the writing, it did not show any abnormal writing. Jenkins could only sit down in front of the burning campfire, glanced at the cat waiting by the wall, and then turned to the first page of the book.

　　 This book has no table of contents, and the first page is the beginning of the first story. After clearing his throat, he read:

　　 "At the beginning of the 15th century, the Rodier Empire..."

　　 This idea is okay. When Jenkins reads the mercury-coated book, a strange sound came from the flames in front of him. Write down the next line of words to be read, and quickly raised his head while slowing down the speed of the voice, and then saw the originally quiet burning flames rising into the sky, licking the top of the basement.

　　 In the orange flame, one frame after another flashed quickly. It was very vague at first, and Jenkins couldn't even tell what the pictures depicted. As the screen flickered slower and slower, it finally froze in a familiar scene.

The main character in the picture in the flame is Jenkins. He sits alone on the left half of the picture. There is a dim tone. It is his own study. He is writing on the manuscript with a pen. Judging from the layout of the room, this is obvious. It was the scene when he wrote the [Stories of Foreign Landlords] last year; and the right half of the picture was beautiful and glamorous. It was a very lively prom scene. The young gentlemen and girls dressed in fashionable dresses and showed the enthusiasm of the young people.

　　 "What does this mean?"

　　 Jenkins thought in confusion, lowered his head and continued to read. This book is not very thick. Each story is short and focuses on the end rather than the process. He estimated that it shouldn't be a problem to read it in an hour and a half.

　　 When Jenkins lowered his head, the light on the writing changed, which meant that the flame in front of him was shaking.

　　 The crackling burning sound was quickly replaced by another bee buzzing sound. Jenkins paused for a long time before realizing that it was a large number of people talking.

　　 He quickly remembered the sentence he was going to read next, and when he looked up, he realized that this was not his basement, but the lively dance scene he had just seen.

　　 Everyone is dancing passionately, and the passionate music makes the heart beat faster. Jenkins sitting on the floor holding a broken book is like an outlier, but fortunately, those dancing people avoid him subconsciously.

　　 Jenkins does not intend to pay attention to all this, anyway, it is enough to finish reading all this in front of him.

　　 Suddenly heard the sound of dense high-heeled shoes again. The five beautiful girls danced and circled around him as if they had just noticed the sitting Jenkins.

　　 The girls’ high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground in a passionate rhythm, and the turning posture made the beautiful skirts fly, allowing Jenkins sitting to see each girl’s beautiful silk wa and part of the stockings.

　　 "It's really a magical time, silk stockings can be so fine."

　　 The nose can smell a faint fragrance of perfume, which happens to be Jenkins' favorite floral fragrance.

　　 "Sir, do you want to dance a song?"

　　 The girls sent out invitations with a smile, but Jenkins ignored them and continued to read his books.

　　 "If this is a test, it would be too simple~"

　　 licked his fingers and turned the book to the next page, then rubbed his nose that was sensitive to girls' perfume. With a soft bang, the prom scene disappeared, and Jenkins returned to his damp and cold basement again.

　　 The lively noise suddenly disappeared, making the empty basement seem strangely quiet. Yu Guang saw his cat scratching the black ring boredly, and Jenkins nodded and continued reading.

　　 The fire light made a crackling sound. Jenkins was unwilling to look up to see how this had changed, but the fire light directly used shadows to project a scene like a paper-cut painting on the blank space of the book page.

　　Although there are only black and white, no, only black and yellow, because the pages of the book are yellowed, it can accurately represent the complex scenes.

　　 is also divided into left and right sides. The shadow on the left that looks like Jenkins walks alone on a deserted street with an umbrella in the gloomy night. Someone is waiting for him in the alleyway in the distance. If Jenkins remembers correctly, it should be an ambushing vampire; and on the right side of the screen, the characters are depicted not with shadows but with the yellowed pages, which seems to be the dinner scene at the Williams family, except for Jenkins. Besides, even the eldest brother Newt Williams, who shouldn't be in Nolan at that point in time, was at home.

　　 "Is this a test?"

　　 If it wasn't for the need to continue reading, Jenkins really wanted to snorted to express the sarcasm in his heart. But unexpectedly, as he thought this way, the warm scene on the right immediately changed. The profile of Hathaway Britney appeared in the blank space of the page, and the two girls were sitting at the long dining table, seeming to be talking. .

　　 The strange buzzing sound appeared again. After it subsided, Jenkins naturally came from his basement to a well-decorated restaurant.

　　 Hathaway and Britney dressed in home costumes, sitting on opposite sides of the long dining table.

　　 Jenkins can hear their voices at this moment, the girls are talking about the future life, imagine the days after marriage-the days after marrying Jenkins.

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"It would be great if Jenkins is here. We can plan which city we will live in in the future, we can talk about raising a few children, and we can also talk about whether he wants to set aside a separate lounge for chocolate in our house. ."

　　 The girls' conversation lasted for a long time. They were all very interested and excited to plan everything about the future. When the two talked, they assumed that Jenkins was not here, but at the same time they were talking, the girls' eyes looked strangely at the man sitting at the dining table.

　　 Jenkins's reading voice paused and continued, his face expressionless. Cats who are familiar with him know that Jenkins's expressionless face is usually to conceal his true feelings.

　　 "It's boring."

　　 He said to himself in his heart, increasing his voice and trying to cover the voices of the red hair and Goldilocks. But this is difficult to do, because the voices of Hathaway and Britney always happen to be louder than Jenkins's voice, so that those imagined futures can be just right into Jenkins's ears.

　　 "It's useless, it's useless to me. What kind of loneliness is this loneliness, the loneliness now is for future happiness, as long as I can achieve my goals, what kind of future I can't get?"

　　 The girls’ conversation lasted for half an hour, and when all this was over, the cold and humid basement reappeared around. Jenkins subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Although he kept convincing himself that it was just a fake, it was just a test, but this feeling was really uncomfortable.

　　He understands that the ceremony of obtaining a [foreigner] basically makes him firmly identify with his [foreigner]. This in itself is not dangerous, but it is more harmful to the spirit and mood.

　　 "I'm fine, I'm fine...probably."

　　 The flames illuminated Jenkins's face, and the cat saw his tangled expression.

　　 Jenkins doesn't understand the significance of this test, but no matter what he thinks, the scene in the flame is still constantly changing.

　　 This book seems to be able to read the past that made Jenkins very uncomfortable. Most of the scenes shown in the flames are Jenkins doing some difficult things alone, and at the same time he could get happier moments.

　　 When the book in hand was read to the last page, the last picture finally appeared in the flames. Jenkins took a deep breath and looked up, only to find that this time was not a recurrence of past memories, but a scene that had never happened before, the scene he was most afraid of.

In the flames, the black-haired and black-eyed Jenkin slumped on the sofa of his home. In the hall, Daddy, Robert and Mary, Hathaway, Britney...those who Jenkins loved and loved Jenkins , All stood there looking at him coldly.

　　 Among them, the blonde Jenkins fell on his back, looking dead.

　　 The breathing of Jenkins, who was studying, became hurried. It took him a lot of energy to barely control the frequency of his breathing, and warned himself that it was not terrible, and there was nothing to worry about.

　　 The swaying flames blurred the vision, and the surrounding cold basement gradually turned into terrible patches of color. These color blocks are combined with each other to form the shape of the living room.

　　 Jenkins was sitting on the sofa with a book in his hand, and he looked up and saw the group of people looking at him in the hall.

　　 "Who are you?"