The Master of the Strange Realm

Therefore, even if Captain Binsey talked about the strange believers of the false god in front of him, Jenkins could not change the situation as he wished.

"What happened in the morning is related to the believers of the new god. I heard Miss Befanna say this. But how did you judge the second thing? Rely on divination?"

"No, it's just a guess at the moment. But the church found the bodies of two women in the apartment just below the vision. The bodies looked the same as the wanted criminals of the Witch House. And in the last explosion of the low house by the Rhone River, the twin demons also clashed with the members of the Witch House. In addition, this incident has the kind of confusion about divination that is unique to the appearance of the believers of the new god. Our initial judgment is this."

"Then the owner of the apartment..."

"It's completely impossible to find out. Everyone's memory has been erased. The landlord even believes that he cleans the house every day, but has never seen anyone living there."

This is Miss Miller's method. This lady is as cautious as Jenkins. She has long thought about how to deal with the aftermath if she is forced to give up her residence one day. That’s why the two were able to escape in such a short time. The subsequent events actually happened as soon as they left the window.

After saying goodbye to Captain Binsey, Jenkins took the cat back home in a carriage, processed the materials obtained from Miss Miller, and then climbed over the wall from the back of the yard to leave.

He changed his appearance and got on the carriage at the intersection of San San Street.

When they arrived at the hillside where they could see the Bonton Winery, Miss Miller had been waiting for a long time.

She didn’t hold an umbrella, but stood directly in the dead woods. The snowflakes disappeared when they fell on her body, and her hair swayed slightly behind her with the wind. The color on her body blended with the surrounding white snow and dead wood like a chameleon. She stretched out her hand on Jenkins’ shoulder, and both the person and the cat became that weird look.

She simply said hello and began to introduce the situation here.

"The situation is exactly as you described. Because of the bad weather, no one or carriage has left the front exit of the winery since noon, and I can't see the exit behind."

"That's good. From my experience on the 31st of the fourth time, the original owner of the winery was a believer of the evil god, the Immortal Lord. He has been pretending to be an ordinary person living in Nolan, passing on some insignificant information, until the main force of the evil god church came here two months ago and carried out a plan called "Undead", and then he gave up the actual management rights of the winery."

"Undead?"

"Yes, it's the legendary white basic ability. But unfortunately, the main force of the church failed to obtain the information in time last time, so we still have a chance this time."

Jenkins said, squinting at the small building between the white sky and earth.

"According to Miss Audrey's divination last time, the source of the disaster may be the monster with a terrifying vitality imprisoned in the wine cellar. Because there is no assistance from the local church this time, I will sneak in there alone. If it goes well, you just need to wait for me here."

"If it doesn't go well, then I will create some chaos at the door of the winery to buy time for you to escape."

Miss Miller added.

"Yes."

He nodded, left the two umbrellas between his arms to Miss Miller, then bent down to get out of the camouflage range and ran towards the hill behind.

Miss Miller squinted and watched Jenkins disappear in the wild, then she held up the umbrella that the man had prepared for her: "I don't know if he really has low EQ or fake."

On the 31st of the last time, the cultists escaped through a secret tunnel connected to the wine cellar. This time, Jenkins used this tunnel in reverse to get directly to the detained monster, and then left the same way after quickly solving the problem.

He ran in the snow for a while, but eventually he ran out of energy and started walking fast, then slowly. After climbing over two hills, he found a stone wall on the hillside according to his memory.

In fact, this kind of terrain is very unreasonable. Nolan is a coastal city, surrounded by flat plains, and most of the mountains are mounds.

So in such an area, it is very strange to suddenly see a large stone wall.

It is true that it is better to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade. When the Orthodox Church was searching for the whereabouts of the cultists, it had completely deciphered the traps, rituals and warnings at both ends of this secret passage, and Jenkins only needed to remember them.

He waved his hand to summon the [Book of Memories], and a complex pattern appeared on the page.

Reaching into his arms...

"Sorry."

He wanted to take the ritual silver dagger, but he didn't expect to grab chocolate, and the cat squirmed in his arms in dissatisfaction. He gently comforted his cat, and then carved it on the stone wall while looking at the complex hexagram pattern in the book.

He placed his right hand on the palm-sized indentation and slowly and steadily injected his own spirit. With a click, the surface of the stone wall became illusory as if covered with a layer of mist, and then gradually became clearer, turning into a metal gate.

There are convex marks on the left and right sides of the door such as gears, rotating shafts, mechanical patterns, etc. Of course, this cannot be the work of the followers of the [Immortal Lord]. In fact, this rather large secret passage was rebuilt from the Nolan underground tunnel. A section of the mine tunnel, this door is also a remnant of the previous era.

The complex of mines beneath cities and suburbs has always held secrets, but due to small returns and no apparent danger to honesty, the current disposition is temporary closure. The church has been actively exploring, but so far, except for some precious ores that have not been taken away by predecessors, no valuable information has been discovered.

There were only a few hours left on the last 31st, and the church did not fully understand the origin of this door.

Chapter 344 Chapter 339 Deviations

After entering the gate, the traces of the minecart tracks on the ground are still clearly visible, which were recently removed. The tunnel is a bit cold, but not damp at all. If you take a few steps forward, you can see that the walls on both sides have been dug into a square recess. In the recess, there are skulls with blue eyes.

This is for lighting, equivalent to a candle. A yellow spell ability called [Corpse Transformation] allows the grantor to use his own spirit to change a certain part of the corpse. This is how these lighting skeletons are obtained, because this ability consumes very little spiritual energy, and the transformation effect can last for a long time. Therefore, the Gifters who have been working with corpses for a long time will create some weird items to save themselves money.

Of course, there are also some people who simply like such decorations.

Because it is a mine tunnel, the passage is very spacious. But it is not straight, but extends underground, and then branches somewhere, and one section suddenly extends upward at a very large angle.

The borrowed pocket watch showed that Jenkins walked underground for half an hour before finally seeing the blocked end in the distance.

Of course, this wall is not impenetrable, and there are corresponding methods. But before that, Jenkins first had to make sure there was no one on the other side of the wall. When you open the door and find yourself surrounded by dozens of people, it will not end well.

Frowning at the dust on the ground, he rubbed it with his boots, then carefully sat against the wall, unbuttoned his coat, pulled the chocolate out of his arms and put it on his lap. Closing his eyes, his soul floated out of his body and disappeared into the wall. After breaking through the barrier like a layer of air film, he saw the situation on the other side.

Since it is a church related to the concept of [death], it is natural that there will be no rituals to prevent the invasion of evil spirits. But for Jenkins in the soul body, mortal rituals do not require special attention, and they will not work on him anyway.

In front of the wall where the spirit emerged was a whole row of shelves, where some wine that Jenkins couldn't recognize but should be very valuable was stored in oak boxes.

"Why is there no one?"

Although it is confusing, it is also a good thing. After returning to his body, he opened the wall and tiptoed into the bottom level of the wine cellar.

Because very valuable wine needs to be stored, the temperature in a wine cellar that is not often occupied is not very exaggerated.

Along the way, Jenkins kept using the [Dream Soul Detachment] method to check whether there was anyone in front of him. In fact, on the last 31st, there were at least two digits of cultists in the cellar on this level, but it is hard to say whether there are any now.

He walked and stopped, seeming to be battling with the air. When they reached the deepest trap door, they still saw no one, but there were subtle footsteps under the trap door.

This finally convinced him that he was not looking in the wrong place.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one Gifter nearby, but there seemed to be quite a few people on the level above him.

He patted the chocolate, and the cat meowed in response.

"Meow~"

It called out in boredom, and the light spot in its field of vision immediately moved closer.

Jenkins hid behind the shelves and let the chocolates make a deliberate noise near the trap door. Although Jenkins saw a look of contempt in his cat's eyes, it still came to the trap door obediently.

I don’t know how the guy below was able to tell the difference. In short, he held a cigarette in his mouth without any warning and climbed up the ladder at his feet.

Bang bang~

The man squatted on the ladder and patted the cat twice: "Come on, come here!"

Chocolate immediately turned and ran away.

The man leaned out completely from under the trap door, bent over and walked towards the chocolate with a smile. The cat nimbly hid behind the shelf, with only its tail dangling outside due to the obstruction of the oak barrel.

The man grinned and followed suit. He turned around in front of two rows of shelves, and then his forehead was blocked by the cold muzzle of a gun.

"You are a third-level benefactor, with two basic abilities, three combat abilities, and one magical ability. Don't show off in front of me."

"No, no..."

Watching the black cat acting coquettishly next to the stranger's trousers, the man broke into a cold sweat. He really couldn't figure out how this person got in. Are all the people above him dead?

"You don't need to take out the charm from the left pocket."

Jenkins warned again.

"No, no..."

He already understood that the stranger in front of him was probably much higher than him, but...

"Your left foot is very interesting, the position of the sole of the foot."

"No... Oh, that's a tattoo technique. It was originally used to deal with corpses, but it's also useful for living people, it..."

I completely gave up the possibility of escaping. It was impossible to win over this stranger.

"I ask, you answer, I can judge whether you are telling the truth. If your answer satisfies me, I don't mind letting you go. Now, the first question, your name."

"Obach Siver."

"Faith."

"...The Lord of Immortality."

"What's in the basement under our feet?"

"Some confidential documents and materials that need special preservation... That's all."

Jenkins nodded, so there would be no psychological burden to kill him later.

"Are you the only one down there?"

"Yes, I'm the only one."

This sentence is true. The basement was temporarily dug after these cultists occupied this place, so the area is not large. He can scan it at a glance to see if there are any gifted people.

"What are your companions doing? It seems to be very lively up there. It took me a lot of effort to get here."

"......"

"3, 2, 1."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

This slow countdown is even more psychologically oppressive. The man finally broke down when Jenkins counted to 1:

"Okay, sir, stop threatening me. I'll tell you everything. Something happened in the city today, and I think you should know it. The chief priest thinks it's no longer safe here, so we are moving. In fact, the cellar under our feet has been almost emptied, with only some documents left, so there are so few people. They let me stay here for safety, otherwise they wouldn't have left only a level 3 gifter."

"Finally it has changed. That's right, the noise in the morning was indeed too loud, but this is also a good thing."

Jenkins thought to himself, put the gun back, and then quietly looked at the man he was interrogating.

Chapter 345 Chapter 340 Ritual: Breath of Life

"My time is precious."

Jenkins first explained the current situation, and then added: "So I have to find a way to get rid of you quickly."

While speaking, the vines that stretched out from the void had already pierced into the man's temple. He only paid attention to Jenkins' hand reaching into his pocket, and never thought that the danger came from above his head.

"You just lied, and there is a small piece of skin on your arm with a strong spiritual light. You want to report it after I leave, right?"

He spoke to the motionless man at a very fast speed, then picked up the cat and put it on his shoulder, and kicked him hard again.

"So you can die with peace of mind."

After explaining to the corpse, he pulled it aside and hid it, and then entered the next level through the trapdoor.

It should be said that thanks to the chief priest whose name is difficult to remember, in order not to expose the passage that can save lives in critical moments, only three people in the entire Nolan area organization knew where it was. The passage did save their lives, but unfortunately that period of history does not count.

In this way, time is still the most advantageous weapon.

Compared with the amazing wine cellar on the upper floor, the basement is pitifully small. The temperature here is even lower than on the upper floor. When you exhale, white mist can form in the air.

Because he had been here before, Jenkins shivered and put the scattered documents in his pocket with ease. Last time it was a complete retreat, so there were few things left, but this time it was a cautious retreat, so there were still a lot of information left.

Jenkins regretted again that he did not have space props or items similar to space props. Even if the papers were light, he could not carry them all out.

He could only quickly browse the text content and then confirm which ones were valuable to take away. But time was in a hurry, and the decision made was definitely not completely correct.

"It's a pity that Chocolate can't read, otherwise let it help choose."

He thought so, and thought he was too greedy. After all, cats are now very powerful.

Without forgetting the purpose of coming here, Jenkins collected the documents and looked around. He found that the property and precious materials had been moved away, so he went directly to the end of the basement.

There was only an iron cage there, and in the cage was a silver human figure like a statue. It is easy to think that this is a lifeless statue, but in fact it is only temporarily sealed.

Sure enough, some spirit-filled runes were engraved on the railings of the iron cage. The runes were yellow and bright, and from a distance, it would be mistaken for the iron cage to be rusted, but in fact, the engravings were coated with pure gold by skilled craftsmen to enhance the effectiveness of the seal.

There is never a shortage of people who are good at carving details who can skillfully handle the tissues of corpses.

If there is enough time, Jenkins would like to scrape off these gold layers, and it would only take a few minutes to do it with a dagger. But safety comes first. He knows which one is more important between gold pounds and life.

He first shifted the chocolate from his right shoulder to his left, then took off his coat and rolled up the sleeves of his sweater and shirt as if he was going to get an injection, revealing the pattern swirling around his right arm.

The turquoise pattern looks very much like a vine at first glance, but if you look closely, you can see that there are slender brown branches among the green branches. All the green and vines grow around this branch, starting from the heart and ending at the palm of the right arm. Although it was just a painting that Jenkins drew in a hurry, it looks very real.

This is not a tattoo. He doesn't have time and doesn't want to get a tattoo. After using divinity for the first time, he once obtained a special ritual called Breath of Life, which can transfer vitality.

This ritual can just work against this monster.

This somewhat special ritual does not require strange symbols or representative emblems to be engraved on the ground. Its base array needs to appear on the user's body, so that the user can temporarily have the ability to graft vitality.