Dominate the Treacherous Realm

"Yes, the so-called essence is not the literal'origin','talent' or'fundamental', it is something more profound and unspeakable. To touch this word, I had to wait until after the demigod, after all, it leads to the demigod. Road, you have to vaguely recognize your own essence, and use it to find the next sublimation path... I originally thought that your essence is life. This is very obvious, but why do you see a book? "

　　 "Could it be the power of the sage, which has deviated..."

　　 "No, sages don't do such a thing."

　　 The old man interrupted Jenkins before he could finish speaking. He dropped the newspaper with photos of Salhi II and Dolores, with a serious expression on his face.

　　PS: Chocolate’s "birthday" is the day Jenkins picked it up, and it will definitely happen after the end of the text. If possible, there will be an extra story.

　　 Seek everything at the end of the month.

Chapter 1752 Chapter 1725 Sommer's Esoteric Ritual Book

"Although the Church of the Sage is not like the Church of Destiny, it has special trials to clarify itself, but we also care about not interfering with the purity of each mysterious individual. The book you saw, and the nature of the power of the sage It has nothing to do with your identity as the Son... Or, is it true that you are so fit with the power of knowledge, and life is just the appearance?"

　　 The old man looked at Jenkins suspiciously, which made Jenkins a little uncomfortable.

"Speaking of, until now, you have not learned a few church magic arts, and you have not used the rituals related to books in the church seriously, so it is difficult to say how much power you have with books. Talent... it's better to do a simple test."

　　 "Test, can the so-called essence be measured?"

　　 "How could it be so easy? If it's so easy, the Destiny Church would laboriously use the Wanxiang impermanence card to try it out, wouldn't it be unnecessary?"

　　 Daddy shook his head and got up from the rocking chair, knocked on Jenkins's head, and then signaled Jenkins to step back. Jenkins immediately picked up the cat sleeping on the counter.

　　 There is no one on the street now, so the old man safely opened the dark room under the counter. He disappeared below the ground along the inclined metal ladder, and quickly returned with a wooden box.

The box is not exquisite at all. To be more precise, it is like cutting some rotten wood into boards at random, or even nailing them together roughly without treating the surface. Apart from no gaps, this box has no advantages at all. .

　　 "It must be stored in such a container. This is the containment condition."

　　 Papa simply explained, watching the underground darkroom close with Jenkins, and then motioned him to come to the counter.

　　 Jenkins stretched out his head and looked at the box with the chocolate he was holding. When he was opened by his father, the lid even dropped some wood residue, and a box full of white ash was lying inside.

　　 Dad held his breath and carefully inserted his hand into the white ash, and found a thick old bark from it. It should be birch bark, which has been specially treated so that there is no trace of decay or slag. The inside of the bark is written with a few lines of words skewed and obliquely with pigment that looks like blood.

　　Because the bark itself is not big, there is not much content written.

　　 "These ashes are ashes...don't worry, they are not human, but animal."

　　 Daddy explained, and then continued to explore the white ash with his hands, and finally took out a total of nine pieces of bark with different sizes and written different characters, arranged them in a three-by-three pattern and placed them on the counter.

"B-10-2-4291 [Sommer's esoteric ritual book], this is the oldest one in all my collections, the earliest document that can be found to record it, unearthed in the tenth century civilization relics. Although it is written It’s on the bark, but it’s also a book, and because of its ancient nature, it’s more powerful than most B-type extraordinary books."

　　 The so-called Sommer esoteric Jenkins has never heard of it, even his father has not heard of it. I think it is a secret society that has disappeared for a long time. Although the original book of rituals recorded on the bark is only nine pieces less than the writing area of ​​the big palm bark, it actually records 27 different rituals used by that esoteric religion.

"The function of B-10-2-4291 is to let the holder not go through any ceremonial base array depiction, do not use any consumable materials, and even do not need to consume spirits, and only need to donate a drop of blood to directly use the above record. The ritual. But each piece of bark can only be used for one ritual recorded in it in this way a day, that is to say, this ritual book can only be used nine times a day."

　　 Jenkins showed a surprised and curious gaze. He controlled his cat not to scratch his little paws, and carefully looked at the records on the bark.

　　 This is a text that he can't recognize the calendar at all. It is densely arranged like red ants on the inside of the withered bark.

"Except for the storage aspect, this item is defined as a level 2 hazard because of the frequent use of Sommer's esoteric ritual book, and the user will gradually hear some whispers that no other person can hear. This Once this situation occurs, it is irreversible. Anyone who listens to the whisper will go to a crazy ending...but don’t worry, you just use it once. Pick one."

　　 "Pick one?"

　　 Jenkins looked at the counter table hesitantly.

"Yes, not everyone has the same effect of using ritual books. I would like to see how you feel about the extraordinary items in the book category B. This book is the most suitable test item I have, so pick one. "

　　 The nine pieces of bark are different from each other, and Dad didn’t explain the difference between the rituals they recorded. So Jenkins thought for a while and chose the bark that the piece of chocolate kept sticking out his paws to try to touch. The old man lowered his head and squinted, then put the other bark back into the ashes, and said:

　　 "This piece of bark is numbered 7 and records five rituals, [contact with flying leeches] [blood curse] [the dream of the ancients] [dragon flute] [howling demon breathing method]."

After 　　 put away the other bark, he knocked on the wooden tabletop. This is a superstitious practice to prevent bad luck from coming:

　　"The ritual of contacting flying leeches is too dangerous. Although the possibility is very small, once you succeed, Nolan may become history.

　　Don't ask too much about the secret method of the blood suit. This requires the bark numbered 3 and 7 to be used together. The ritual recorded in this piece of bark alone is incomplete.

　　The dream of the ancient is related to the deceit A-12-2-4099 [Dream of the Ancient God]. The ritual can call for a very contagious dream curse to come. We better not try it.

　　Whooshing Devil's breathing law can briefly allow humans to simulate a powerful alien activity, but this comes at a price. I think you probably can't bear this young and handsome appearance now.

　　 Then choose 【Dragon Flute】, this is relatively safer. Clean up, and follow me to the Evergreen Forest, to prevent you from really calling out the great guy. "

　　 said, he asked Jenkins to clean up and prepare to leave.

　　 "Wait a minute, dad, you put such a dangerous thing under the antique shop?"

　　 Jenkins asked in surprise:

　　 "Although you know that you have a hobby of collecting all kinds of strange objects, is this a bit..."

　　 "It doesn't matter, only those who are gifted by sages of level 6 and above can use it."

　　 The old man said with confidence that Jenkins was still Level 6 in his cognition. After speaking, he asked Jenkins to go outside to find the carriage first.

　　PS: I don’t know how many students are reading this book. School is probably starting today, right? Happy school starts.

　　 Seek everything at the end of the month. This month, the author has increased by nearly 17W. I haven't offered so many rewards before.

Chapter 1753 Chapter 1726: Old Friends

　　【Dragon Flute】is an ancient ritual that has long been lost. In this era when the ritual is popular, the dragon has not withdrawn from the material world.

　　 Although the bark of [Somer's Secret Ceremony Book] can be used, the text used on it is currently uninterpretable. Therefore, in the material world, this ritual can only be initiated through a few numbered items.

The function of the 　　 ritual is to imitate the sound of the legendary item [Dragon Flute] that has long been lost in ancient times, and to summon the dragon across the space for its own use. Of course, many people, including Dad, have tried to use this ritual, but most of them have brought in giant dragon bones, dragon-related items, or hybrid dragon creatures active in some hidden areas of the material world.

　　 Because of past unexpected experiences, this time the old man foresaw that Jenkins might achieve great success, and he really summoned a pure-blooded dragon. At present, the only known pure-blood dragon in the material world is the one that temporarily lives in the cliff cave on the edge of the evergreen forest. Therefore, holding rituals in the evergreen forest can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Because this matter is also a bit troublesome to explain, the old man does not want to let others know that he is testing the affinity between Jenkins and the power of books, so the excuse for the two to go to the Evergreen Forest is to practice some rituals that require strict site restrictions. , And did not notify anyone of the dangerous move they would undertake.

　　 found a clearing in the forest with no buildings in the eastern part of the forest. Dad opened the box full of ashes and handed him the piece of bark selected by Jenkins.

　　 Then he immediately backed away and stood with the fawns in the shade of the trees on the edge of the clearing, leaving Jenkins and Chocolate alone in the sun. The weather is good today, and the warm sunlight on the back of the chocolate makes the cat's fur appear to glow.

It stared at the bark in Jenkins's hand. Jenkins didn't want to waste time. He used the ritual dagger he carried to cut through the skin of his fingers, and forced a drop of blood to drip onto the page. , Immediately became alive.

　　 There was no vision, but Jenkins inexplicably understood the name of the four and a half rituals recorded on the page. He chose 【Long Flute】according to the plan negotiated with his father.

　　 Then, the distant flute sound that only the user Jenkins could hear came from his hand. The sound was extremely light, as if it could touch the strings deep in his heart.

　　 The vibration of the spirit caused by this sound also hits the space with a strange melody. This caused Jenkins to turn around and look around, expecting that something could suddenly break through the space wall of the material world and rush out.

　　 But after waiting for a while, the sound of the flute almost disappeared, but nothing appeared. So he looked at the old man suspiciously, who didn't seem to know what was going on, so he gave Jenkins a calm expression.

　　 At this time, the giant dragon Nieder Holmer, lying in his lair, suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward suspiciously, while the cat on Jenkins's shoulder slammed his paw on the man's shoulder and stood up.

　　 The warm summer wind blows in the forest, causing the sea of ​​trees to sway like waves, making a neat and satisfying rustling sound...

"what's happenin?"

　　 Jenkins touched his cat and asked puzzledly. Seeing that nothing happened, the old man looked around and then raised his foot into the clearing, wanting to check the bark again.

"what!"

　　 He just walked a few steps, Jenkins suddenly yelled, then clutched the top of his head and almost jumped up. The old man was scared and looked at his feet, thinking that he stepped on something that would make Jenkins a headache.

　　 But soon he saw Jenkins covering his head with one hand, bending down and picking up the stone on the ground with one hand:

　　 "Who hit me with a rock!"

　　 He said in dissatisfaction, he could not help but observe the surroundings above his head, but the clearing was conveniently covered with blue sky and white clouds. Looking up from the forest clearing like the bottom of a well, the sun was just warm and breezy, and the bad guys who littered things were invisible to the naked eye.

　　 "This is not a stone."

　　 took the gray "stone" from Jenkins's hand, the old man looked at it, and his tone was a little bit more joyful:

　　 "This is a dragon blood stone. How many years have you seen this kind of thing?"

　　 "Could it be said that soaking in water can turn ordinary water into a stone of dragon blood?"

　　 Jenkins said while healed himself, although there are no wounds on his head, it is not a joke to be hit by a stone.

"Of course not. How could there be such a thing in this world? The dragon blood stone is a precious fossil formed after thousands of years of natural tempering after a pure blood dragon was injured. There is not much power, but when years, time, and legends add power, this value is difficult to estimate with numbers. Although it is not a numbered item, it is definitely a treasure, which is very precious."

　　 Dad held the stone at the sun, and Jenkins also walked behind him, and actually vaguely saw a red blood drop like a tadpole swimming in the center of the stone.

　　 "This is more precious than any pure dragon blood. Although it is not as good as summoning a hybrid dragon directly, the ritual seems to be quite effective."

　　 But in this way, it is still impossible to determine what Jenkins's so-called "essence" is, so Dad is going to find time recently to do an inaccurate small test for Jenkins. He is going to take that dragon blood stone back to the antique shop now. The blood smell of this thing is very big, especially as time goes by, it gets more and more smelly.

　　 And Jenkins, on the advice of his father, decided to hand it over to the church for something instead of keeping it in his hands.

　　 But Jenkins does not plan to leave here for the time being. He wants to take a walk in the forest to relax his recent exhaustion, then go to the city to see Queen Isabella, and finally return to Privet Road home. After all, today is his birthday.

　　 "Then I will go back first...Oh, there is one more thing."

　　 Dad doesn't mind Jenkins staying here, as long as he doesn't run around. But after taking a few steps, he turned and looked at Jenkins:

"happy Birthday."

　　 "Huh? Oh...Yes, today is my birthday...Didn't you congratulate me this morning?"

　　 "I mean, since today is your birthday, don't be busy doing things anymore. Go home early. I think there are still many people waiting for you at home."

　　 Daddy smiled and patted Jenkins on the shoulder:

　　 "Your birthday present, I asked someone to deliver it to your home in the afternoon. I hope you don't think your father is stingy."

　　 "No, I like everything you send."

　　 Daddy smiled and waved to him, then he held the box containing the ashes and bark in his left hand, while holding the gray stone in his right hand, he went away along the forest path.

　　 Jenkins alone kept smiling and watched his figure disappear, then raised his hand to touch the cat on his shoulder, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, and the serious frowning expression appeared on his face again.

　　 turned around and entered the forest. Even though there was no road under his feet, every step he took, the forest seemed to open a way for him. Even if he walked through the vibrant summer forest, there were no branches or grass blades daring to block his way, so Jenkins quickly removed the leaves in front of him and drilled out of the forest to the lake.

　　 This is not the big lake where the water occupancy ceremony was held a few days ago, it is just an ordinary water source in the forest. After crossing the lake, he clumsily held the trunk of the largest tree he saw and slowly climbed up.

　　 Chocolate couldn't stand Jenkins' awkward movements, and jumped straight up from his shoulders, as if walking on flat ground up to the tall tree canopy.

　　 And when Jenkins finally climbed to the top of the canopy, and stood up cautiously, in front of him was a barefooted silver-haired girl standing on a branch.

　　 With her back to Jenkins, she was wearing only a clean white robe, and she looked at the peaceful and peaceful evergreen forest from a height with her hands on her back.

　　 Although she did not wear shoes, her white feet were not stained with any dust. His white feet were as smooth as the looming calves exposed under the robe, and they had a smoother texture than jade in the summer sun.

　　 But Jenkins was not tempted by the beauty and the beauty. He asked his cat not to jump around high, and then stared at the girl's back, looking at the waist-length silver hair.

　　The silver hair was tied together and hung behind his head, and only **** from the end with an ordinary golden hair band, letting this silver hair sway gently with the breeze.

　　 The girl obviously heard the sound of climbing the tree just now, but she did not turn around, still standing there looking at the forest. From behind the silver hair, Jenkins saw the looming hand on his back, very smart, slender and elegant.

The breeze was blowing, and the girl finally turned around with her hands on her back. She tilted her head and smiled and looked at Jenkins. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised on her battered cheek. In the pair of golden eyes that impressed Jenkins, nothing was reflected. It's a cat that looks silly.

　　 "Long time no see, Jenkins."

　　 The silver-haired girl said softly, her voice was cheerful and pleasant like a silver bell.

"long time no see......"

　　 Jenkins also said the same, hesitated and continued to say the name he chose when climbing the tree:

　　 "Lord Anastasia."

The ritual [Dragon Summoning Flute] activated by that piece of bark did not call the Dragon Blood Stone at all. The dragon Summoning Flute summoned it was the friend Jenkins met in the bizarre adventure in Blacktown, the ancient silver dragon lord Anastasia. .

　　Compared with the time when we met several years ago, the human form of this dragon does not seem to have changed at all. Time hasn't added wrinkles to this transformed body, and hasn't even changed Yinlong's mental state.

　　 She is still so lively and full of energy, as if she can see a soul jumping like flames in her golden eyes.

　　PS: Someone guessed who it would be in the last chapter, but it’s not hard to guess, after all, Jenkins only knows two dragons.

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Chapter 1754 Chapter 1727: The Dragon's Secret

Above the sea of ​​trees, the barefoot silver dragon girl looked at Jenkins with a light smile. Jenkins had a tangled expression on his face. Of course he was happy at this unexpected reunion, but he also had doubts:

　　 "Long time no see, why...I mean, why is it you?"

　　 This kind of statement is a bit unfriendly, so Jenkins tries to make his tone euphemistic. What he wanted to express was that he wondered how to use a ritual to summon a dragon he knew so accidentally. You know, he only knows two dragons so far.