The Master of the Strange Realm

Candles can purify, but the flame at the heart of the candle cannot be separated; the eternal fire has a larger range, but it itself does not have a purifying effect. In fact, when Jenkins saw the word "purification", he should have understood that he had already grasped the key to breaking the deadlock.

Miss Bevanna was sitting in the first-class carriage of the steam train with her eyes closed and meditating. The train was about to leave in ten minutes. After experiencing so many things in New Truman City, she finally wanted to go back.

Although the Son of the Evil God has not been completely eliminated, at least New Truman City has restored its former peace. At least within half a year, the Son of God who escaped at the last moment should not appear again.

Feeling aware of it, Miss Bevanna held down the lace sunhat on her head and stretched her head out of the window in the autumn wind. His eyes lit up slightly, and then he saw something like a huge dark cloud faintly appearing in the distant sky, and lightning could even be seen brewing in the dark clouds. Her left eye belongs to the magic eye and can see more things, so she also vaguely feels that it is the location of Nolan City.

"what happened again?"

Miss Bevanna frowned and thought, then opened the book she never left behind. It took some damage from the previous battle, but should still be usable.

The old big book was placed on the desk in the VIP carriage, and the pages turned in front of the woman.

It finally stopped. Miss Bevanna leaned slightly and read out the words on that page:

[In thunder and lightning, new hope is born in the world. This is a sign of the birth of the ‘gift’. No one knows the secret of the gift. This is an area that only God can touch. Sages teach: The ignorant are guilty, the greedy are guilty, and the saints are not guilty. 】

"A new gift...is born?"

She looked at the words in front of her in surprise. As the strongest member of the Zhengshen Church in the archdiocese, she also knew some secrets that could not be leaked. Among them, although Type A [Tricks], Type B [Supernatural] and Type C [Gifts] may all be born in the real world outside the treacherous realm, the former two have no restrictions, while the latter must be produced with gods. Only through connection can we be born.

This is the rule, no exceptions.

"Are gods appearing in Nolan again?"

She asked herself in disbelief, and felt that the word "again" was a bit ridiculous.

"May the wise bless you."

He gently drew the Holy Emblem on his chest, hoping that the gods who came this time would be merciful to the world.

"May the wise bless you!"

Dad, who was dealing with things in the church, said softly, and together with Spike, the secret keeper who was on duty today, left the Gate of All Things and walked back to the ground. A lot of people had gathered in the church courtyard, looking up at the dark clouds on the horizon in the distance.

It's not uncommon for dark clouds to appear in the sky, but dark clouds that seem to appear out of thin air and carry lightning are rare.

"It's really not peaceful."

The old secret keeper said in a hoarse voice, glanced at the clouds, and then turned back to the Gate of All Things. Mr. Gaskell Peters, wearing high boots and a black trench coat, hurried past with several high-level benefactors. In the days when Miss Bevanna was away, he needed to direct the handling of such matters.

Dad was still leaning against the wall, ignoring the crowd who were whispering, and stood in front of the thick metal pipe that exuded warm breath with some reminiscence in his eyes:

"May the sage bless you. It has been twenty years since I last saw this kind of scene..."

"May the wise bless you!"

Jenkins thought the same thing and raised his head to look at the candle he held high. At this time, the eternal fire had completely entered the core of the candle, but he could feel that the two were simply together and had not yet reached "fusion".

Jenkins couldn't tell what exactly he was summoning now. The spirit of the second-level benefactor had long been consumed, but the candle was still sucking some kind of existence in his body.

The wind was howling and raging, and even the malicious woods had to take shelter temporarily. The treasure elf struggled to let out a piercing scream. At that moment, Jenkins' position changed again, and he fell into the spring water.

Shadows gathered across the woodland surface, forming a giant shadow that towered over Jenkins. He held the eternal candle high and remained motionless, while crazy voices came from all directions.

Kucha!

Just when the shadow formed a big black mouth and rushed towards Jenkins, a bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the sky, split the shadow, and then hit Jenkins directly between his hands.

The shadow receded, and Jenkins, who was completely charred, completely fell into the puddle. His hands were still raised high, and the purifying flame spread from the heart of the candle, burning the water and attacking the dark forest.

A crackling sound resounded in the air, and something invisible in the space was fiercely confronting the flames. A faint fishy smell emanated from the land, rising up and gradually dissipating; the black mist was extinguished by the sea of ​​fire, and a faint green aura could be seen like a tide, following the howling of the wind and the flames.

At the last second when he fainted, Jenkins saw the big mouth, surrounded by flames and struggling to death, still rushing towards himself in the water at the last moment before dissipating.

"Meow~"

A smile appeared on his lips as he watched the cat drop a shiny piece of metal from the tree and scatter the malicious shadow.

Chapter 264 Chapter 260 Awakening and Bedroom

"I've been in coma a lot lately. Should I see a doctor?"

With this thought, Jenkins woke up again.

This exciting fragrance filled the air. There was a white gauze tent above the head and a blue quilt covering the body. The bed was soft, not brand new, because the quilt also had that strange aroma.

I got up from the overly large bed in a daze, feeling weak all over my body.

Chocolate jumped in front of Jenkins.

"Meow~"

It tried to stand up on its back legs, and Jenkins immediately understood what the cat meant. He grabbed its waist and picked it up.

Judging from the decorative style, this is a woman's room. There was a small table next to the gauze tent. In addition to Jenkins' things, there was also a fox-like copper-colored incense burner burning on the table. A huge oil painting hangs above the bed, showing a sunlit lavender field with a huge white windmill in the background.

The desk, wardrobe, coffee table, and armchairs all have a strong feminine style, and there is a pink hand flower on the table. Jenkins even speculated that this was a certain lady's bedroom.

The double wooden doors were gently pushed open, and a red-haired girl walked in holding a silver plate. On the plate is a bowl of soup with a rich aroma and some snacks.

"Hathaway."

He read the girl's name, and then realized that his throat was dry and hoarse, and his upper and lower lips were stuck together due to excessive lack of water. Just the act of picking up the chocolate consumed most of his energy.

Seeing that Jenkins was awake, Hathaway hurriedly placed the dinner plate on the cabinet next to the bed, and then asked him to lie down and have a good rest.

"How do you feel now?"

"Well enough."

This is true. Although the body is still weak, the vitality is flowing out again, which is a precursor to rapid recovery.

"Don't be stupid. You almost drowned in the water when I found you."

She said angrily, covering Jenkins with the quilt, and then a blush suddenly flashed on her face, but Jenkins, whose head was also recovering quickly, did not notice it.

"Did you save me?"

"No, it's chocolate. I was going to do some errands, and I saw your cat pushing a metal block outside near your house. I originally thought the chocolate was lost, but I didn't expect it to find it directly with me. you."

She looked at the cat next to Jenkins' pillow. It was lying on the bed, its tail wagging slightly, looking proud.

"Is the animal wisdom enlightenment potion so powerful? Maybe I should get some..."

Hathaway murmured quietly, turned around and picked up the dinner plate. Jenkins struggled to get up again, leaning back against the head of the bed and placing the dinner plate on his knees.

The warm feeling was felt through the quilt, and after a few words, he felt like he could get out of bed.

"What happened?"

He asked quietly, deciding to make up a lie based on Hathaway's knowledge of the matter. Although he felt very sorry to lie again, especially since the girl saved him, he had to do this.

"One day, I will tell her everything...the day I truly become a god."

He promised himself in his heart, but at the same time he hated himself for being even more shameless.

"Did that nameless new god appear again?"

The girl stood up, locked the door, and carefully closed the curtains, and then asked carefully.

"That's right. The New God was walking and hunting in the woods today and almost died."

Jenkins thought mockingly, but nodded seriously on the surface, "Yes, but please don't tell anyone."

"Jenkins, your common sense is still so poor. When Chocolate led me to the forest, some visions appeared in the sky above where you were, which were signs of the birth of a new [gift], although not all gifters understand it. But there are not many people who know this. I would like to add one more thing..."

Her tone suddenly became serious: "In our material world, [gifts] can only be born in the hands of gods. Jenkins, please tell me the truth, have you converted to that new god?"

"No, absolutely not!"

He shook his head decisively and looked directly into Hathaway's beautiful eyes. Whenever Jenkins gets a chance to tell the truth, he does so decisively.

After all, most of what he said was false.

After a moment of silence, the two just looked at each other. On the wall next to the wooden bedside carvings of angels and petals, a faint brass-colored gas lamp elongated the shadows of the two of them and printed them on the floor in front of the closet.

"I believe you."

The red-haired lady's face turned slightly red and she took the initiative to turn her head, pretending to be interested in chocolate again. She reminded softly:

"I want to warn you, no one knows the good and evil of the new god. He has always maintained mysticism. In addition, his believers, the black robe and the twin demons who collect weird things are not good people. , it is unwise to believe in such an existence. Although you are an illegal gifter, you are indeed a serious believer in the sage. Even if you give up everything and become a mortal bishop, it is better than hanging out with that group of people."

After saying that, she remembered something and added:

"Are the twin demons believers of the New God? People think so now, but no one can be sure. I think you should know something..."

Unable to bear to deceive others anymore, Jenkins nodded and told the truth:

"He is the same as the man in black robe."

"Oh, I knew it."

She raised her swan-like white neck and smiled:

"I knew it was like this. There are constant rumors that the end of the era is approaching. The stars representing destiny appear in the sky. The next step is to wait for the Dawn Star and the Doomsday Slate of the new era to appear... Do you know what the Doomsday Slate is?"

"I know!"

He nodded again, and then looked at the plate on his knees. It smelled really good.

"The new god coming to the world at this time is definitely not a good sign, and He has come to this city twice in half a year. Do you think a normal great being will come to the world so frequently?"

Seeing Jenkins focusing on the food on his knees, her expression eased a little, "Even if you don't want to give up the extraordinary path, try not to get too close to those people."

"I understand, but what happened today was very sudden. No one thought of it before it happened..."

This was the first time that Jenkins was cared for by a woman younger than him. Although it felt a little weird, it was indeed a good thing.

Chapter 265 Chapter 261 Fountain of Wisdom

Things are almost clear. Jenkins merged the purification candle and the eternal fire together. Although he defeated A-11-02-3219, it also triggered a strange phenomenon. Chocolate arrived at the last moment. Not only did he use the divine metal block to repel the final counterattack of the treasure elves, but he also called for help. Otherwise, Jenkins might be discovered by the subsequent benefactors.

"I met A-11-02-3219. In order to save my life, the black robe man and the new god gave me a gift."

As he spoke, he opened his right hand, and a candle burning with red flames rose from his palm. The moment it appeared, the temperature in the room seemed to rise.

"Given to you? It seems that the new god values ​​you very much and is determined to make you a believer. This is also considered... Hey, isn't this candle from the black robe man?"

She leaned over slightly and asked in surprise.

After the hospital evil spirit incident, Jenkins, who was deified for the first time, saved her as a black robe man after deification. Hathaway had dreamed of that terrible night many times in the middle of the night, and therefore had a deep memory of this candle.

"Yes, the new god used that candle and a flame to fuse it, and the vision was born because of it."

This can be admitted, as long as it was not done by William.

"Fusion? Is it the same kind of devouring property of special items? The devouring of each other between gifts is equivalent to the birth of a new gift?"

The girl frowned and muttered to herself, as if she had thought of something.

"Has A-11-02-3219 been eliminated?"

"Yes, I can feel the increase of spirits, but I only eliminated this phenomenon here. From the root, this kind of weird thing still exists in this world, so there are very few spirits."

"That's good."

Getting up from the chair beside the bed, he opened the closet and put a package on the closet, "Is this yours? I picked it up. I think the gifters of the Orthodox Church should have completely surrounded that area. The two of us were almost caught. Fortunately, the chocolate ghost... The things you rented at the lumberyard have been returned. It is far away from the place where you fainted, and you don't have to worry about being considered related to this incident by the Orthodox Church. Also, why do you have so many messy things on you?"

Including the relics of Mr. Clark left in front of the cabin, all the things are here, and at the bottom is a wet thermal underwear, and the cloth bag on it is still there, so Hathaway doesn't know the value of this underwear. Even the canned meat discarded by Jenkins under the tree was here, but Jenkins suspected that this was the location indicated by Chocolate, because the girl couldn't run so far.

He looked at the cat beside him suspiciously, who was lying on the bed and playing with his tail with his claws.

"Ha, I think too much again."

Neither of them spoke anymore. Jenkins felt that he should take the initiative to break the awkward situation, so he decided to tell some "truths" to ease the atmosphere.

"The man in black robes was here today, and he didn't show any reluctance when he gave me the candle."

"Of course, he won't disobey God's command. And this candle has chosen you..."

Hathaway looked at Jenkins, and Jenkins took out the gift again and handed it to her. After hesitating for a few seconds, the girl took it:

"This is a [Gift], a real gift."

Looking at the candle in her hand with a hazy look, the fire in her eyes kept flickering. She looked at it for a while and handed it back to Jenkins:

"Don't take it out in front of strangers in the future. I think that irresponsible man in black robes should have said this common sense."

"Yes, but you are not a stranger, you are... my friend."