The Master of the Strange Realm

According to Jenkins' understanding, according to the original history, he would sneak into the house at about 3:42, and then open a passage to the counterfeit shop within ten minutes through unknown means.

If they had not spent too much time in the shop and were discovered by the church's guards, Captain Binsey and his men might not have had the opportunity to participate in the battle.

Because the residents nearby had long been evacuated, there was no warmth in the empty house, but at least it was better than outdoors.

Jenkins wiped his footprints and came to the basement. He found some wood piled in the corner of the basement, so he burned a space in the wood that could accommodate him squatting, hiding there waiting for the target to arrive.

"The pocket watch is still not repaired."

He is now carrying the lady's watch lent to him by Miss Miller, and his own one is still damaged. Because it was given by his younger brother, Jenkins was embarrassed to replace it, so he thought in his heart that he had to find time to repair the watch.

Time passed by minute by minute, half an hour later than the scheduled time, and the footsteps finally appeared.

He unscrewed the knob of the pocket watch to adjust the time, to prevent the sound of the pointer turning from revealing himself, and then signaled Chocolate not to make any more noise, and covered his mouth to look out from the gap between the stacked wood.

The man quietly came to the basement, holding a kerosene lamp, stood on the steps at the door and looked into the dark basement for a few times, and then walked down.

Just as Jenkins expected, he first sprinkled some eyeball flies to confirm that there was no one in the basement before starting his own action.

He carefully took off the black windbreaker, which was still handsomely curled up at the back even though there was no wind, and then pulled out four square wooden board-like things from the cloth.

He attached two short and two long wooden boards to the east wall of the basement in turn, and the wooden boards automatically stuck to the surface of the stone bricks.

The last short wooden board was placed horizontally against the ground, forming a rectangle with the other three. He rubbed his hands, and the yellow light in front of him burst into a dazzling aura. He took two steps back and bent down, pressed his hands on the wall, and concentrated his strength in his palms with a low roar.

The boots left two drag marks on the ground, and the harsh sound of friction between the bricks echoed in the basement. Just like a door, the wall surrounded by wooden sticks was pushed open, revealing the narrow passage behind.

"What kind of strange ability is this?"

Jenkins thought, but did not take action immediately, quietly waiting for the man to get into the passage.

The pushed-open wall slowly and firmly closed inwards. Jenkins jumped up, raised his gun and pulled the trigger at the inside of the passage.

Worried about the effect of the magic eye, he did not dare to look inside the passage, but from the feedback sound, the particle/bullet should not work.

Until the entire magazine was emptied, there seemed to be no sound of hitting the human body.

Seeing that the door on the brick wall was about to close completely, he pointed to the inside of the passage, and a figure with thick black smoke appeared from behind, and then rushed into the passage.

With a muffled sound, the basement shook. A large piece of dust fell from the top of his head, and Chocolate no longer poked his head out, and shrank back at once.

"Oops, the noise was too loud!"

He felt a little regretful. It was impossible for people nearby not to notice the movement underground. But in the situation just now, this was the best way. He didn't have the courage to go into the narrow passage, which meant that he couldn't dodge and face the cultists head-on.

"Is he dead?"

He guessed in his heart and was ready to evacuate at any time. At this time, there was a rustling sound from the inside of the wall beside him, and then a rectangular low door appeared on the wall again.

The door was immediately pushed open, and at the moment when the rough hand appeared, two slender vines stretched out from the void and climbed into the narrow space inside the door.

The black mist suddenly spread out from the inside of the passage, and the vines retreated instantly as if they had encountered something dirty, and then disappeared.

In the mist, the Thousand Eyes High Priest crawled out of the passage in a very embarrassed manner. He was covered with dirt and dust, and his originally smooth and decent hair had become like a chicken coop. This look was just like a refugee fleeing.

"Ha, you must die!"

He made a threatening sound like the others who were beaten to death by Jenkins.

Chapter 349 Chapter 344 Active Entry

The source of the black fog was an eye on the man's right arm. The clothes on his right arm had been torn into strips, so Jenkins could see the evil eye of the strange creature.

"Damn lunatic!"

Jenkins muttered in a low voice, waved his right hand, and a piece of light flew out from the silver light band wrapped around his arm.

The Thousand Eyes Priest opened his left palm towards him, and the orange magic eye opened instantly. His body became illusory like a shadow, and the light passed through his body and disappeared.

"No matter who you are, you will die today!"

The man said this to Jenkins, with an angry expression on his face.

Jenkins' heart sank, knowing that in such a confined space, once more than two magic eyes were in effect at the same time, he would definitely not be able to avoid it.

Perhaps because he was also worried about being discovered by the people on the ground, the man did not try to find out what the strange man opposite him was going to do. He simply pulled off his miserable clothes, and dozens of eyes on the front of his body opened at the same time.

Jenkins hurriedly dodged to the wood pile nearby, but the speed of opening his eyes must be faster than the speed of moving. Frost formed on his left arm, which he didn't have time to dodge. He felt a little numb, and a dark energy seemed to be moving along his back, but it was soon dissolved by the huge vitality in this body.

The flames dissipated the frost along his arm, but at this time he felt itchy on the back of his neck. He turned his head subconsciously, and a spider as big as a human face appeared there, with its fierce claws open, and the compound eyes and the hair on its legs clearly visible.

"Meow~"

Chocolate climbed up the collar to his shoulder and kicked the spider off Jenkins.

"Good cat!"

He praised.

Chocolate rubbed Jenkins' face with his tail, and got back into his clothes through the collar. Jenkins didn't dare to show up again. He held his breath and listened to the footsteps, hiding behind the wood pile.

But hiding blindly is not a solution. He thought about it and decided that it was not the worst situation now and there was no need to use divinity. Therefore, he decided to take the risk and try another method that he had just thought of.

At worst, he could solve it by deification after it got out of hand.

A buzzing sound rang from his ears, and it was the annoying eye fly again. Jenkins pressed his right hand on the pile of wood, and the flames immediately rose.

Taking advantage of the fire, he climbed to the top of the wood, looked down, and happened to meet the eye on the man's shoulder.

"Let me see how you hide!"

The Thousand Eyes Priest jumped up, and the big eyes on his chest began to accumulate energy. At the same time, accompanied by the tooth-grinding sound of glass scratching, the eyes on the man's back were actually detached from his body, and the tail connected to the nerve bundle crawled to his shoulder like a worm, looking at Jenkins at the same time.

The black shadow appeared from Jenkins' back again, and hit the man below at a very fast speed. There was another shocking explosion, and the basement of the residential building was already shaky in such an explosion.

Amid the smoke and the loud noise, Jenkins crouched down and came to the wall, then got into the passage that had not been completely closed.

He did not leave in a hurry, but turned around with difficulty and pressed his hands on the soil behind him.

With the excessive release of the spirit, the solid concrete layer directly blocked the passage behind him.

If it were not for the two large-scale increases in the capacity of the spirit today, he would not be able to create such a large volume of concrete.

Climbing forward quickly along the passage, he heard the rustling sound in the nearby soil layer as expected. He breathed a sigh of relief. If the cultists retreated, it would be a big trouble.

It seems that when moving with all four limbs at the same time, the ability of [Cat's Grace] can be better exerted. In short, before seeing the exit of the passage from a distance, the Thousand Eyes Priest did not catch up with Jenkins at all.

But he could see that the man had opened another passage not far behind him.

A-01-1-0034, Mr. Prankster's counterfeit shop, is located in the basement of a residential building. From a horizontal position, it is parallel to the position of the room where the two had just fought.

After getting out of the passage, Jenkins saw that the exit of the passage was actually opened on the side of the basement stairs. Looking down, the originally rough-worked wall gradually turned into white tiles, as if two passages were suddenly and roughly connected together. There were continuous strange patterns on the tiles, and the soil covered the top pattern, which was the beginning of the passage.

This phenomenon is the erosion of the fake shop on the surrounding environment.

At the bottom of the stairs is a wooden door. On the top of the door hangs a mining lamp-like lighting device, allowing Jenkins to see the whole picture here clearly, and further down is a crooked wooden board hanging with nails:

[Mr. Prankster's fake shop, welcome any customer! ]

This string of text uses the current common text, but the font is very ugly, uglier than Jenkins's when he first came here. He suspected that it was a child's graffiti.

The urge to enter the store continued to appear as he approached. This is a psychological hint to attract customers. For this reason, the church team only blocked the periphery and did not arrange people to guard the door directly.

But the church has precautions underground, and they are probably discovered now.

"See you later~"

He waved to the man who had just pushed open the earth wall, jumped down in his angry eyes, and directly knocked open the door of the fake shop with his arm.

"Goddess bless, degraded products are not scary at all!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a warm stove was burning in front of him. The layout here is very similar to that of Dad's antique shop, except that the layers of soil outside the window are clearly layered.

Dad said that the time in the fake shop is relatively independent of the outside world. Even if Jenkins goes out, the Thousand Eyes Priest outside still maintains that expression.

This is also one of the reasons why he was discovered so late on the 31st day of the second day.

There are some differences between this place and the antique shop. Unlike Dad who deliberately messes up the goods, the shelves here are neatly displayed with familiar items.

The record player is playing soothing music, and there is a small tree planted in a flowerpot in the corner of the wall. Some of the floor under the tree has been dug out to make a small pool.

"Welcome, oh, this time we have an extraordinary guest!"

A harsh and unpleasant childish voice came, with some accents. When he looked up, he saw a poorly made puppet sitting on the counter, with its joints exposed. The eyes are made of black buttons, the nose is a carrot, and the mouth is pasted with a piece of paper with a bloody mouth drawn on it.

PS: Jenkins went in on purpose. He believed that no matter how hard he got off, he would have the divine power to keep him safe. That's why I act a bit reckless here, but if I succeed, I can save a drop of divinity. This is the basic principle of his actions in this chapter.

Chapter 350 Chapter 345: Goods in the Counterfeit Shop

"Dear guest!"

The puppet jumped off the counter and almost fell apart when it hit the ground. He had to squat down to put his right leg back on.

It jumped up and down to get closer to Jenkins, but when it saw the cat sticking its head out from between the buttons, the cat pretended to touch its paws, so the puppet stopped.

Those pair of button eyes can actually make the "flattery" expression so vivid.

"What do you need? Just ask."

The puppet's hands are made of two bear-claw-like cotton gloves, which are rubbed back and forth as it talks.

Jenkins didn't bother to answer him, still looking around, for fear that a girl would suddenly come out from the corner of the shelf and ask him to buy flowers.

"What are you looking for?"

The puppet was a little impatient waiting, and the paper that originally showed a bloody mouth turned into a picture with a curled mouth.

"A little flower seller."

He said nervously.

"Oh, please come this way!"

The puppet took the initiative to walk into the passage between the three or four rows of shelves. Seeing that Jenkins did not follow him, he stuck his head out and greeted him.

"Shelf? Is it packed in a cardboard box?"

He swallowed, guessed, and stood on tiptoes to follow the puppet. The two of them didn't need to go very deep inside. In fact, the girl was on the third level of the fourth column of shelves.

It was a small silk-embedded enamel doll, about the size of a palm, with the finest milky white skin. The shabby clothes on its body looked particularly bright because of the bright color of the enamel material.

It is only about the size of a palm, standing quietly on a black base. In other words, this is a...

"Figure?"

Not only that, on the shelf to the left of the little enamel girl is the equally lifelike enamel doll A-11-2-3301, the malicious coachman.

The black horse and half of the coachman's burned face looked real, but it was also just a dead thing.

"this......"

"Guest, have you heard of our store?"

"heard about it."

He nodded hesitantly.

"Then you should know that our store only sells fake products, so the quality will inevitably deteriorate."

"This is no longer deterioration, this is simply..."

"No, no, it still has some effect."

As he spoke, the puppet shook its body, and the boards forming its legs grew rapidly, just enough to make it flush with the items on the shelf.

"This is no ordinary doll. Dear guest, you see, this is blood..."

It seemed to have taken out a test tube directly from the space, with scarlet liquid inside. With a gentle push, he opened the lid of the basket in the hand of the doll girl and carefully poured the blood in. After a few seconds, a bright red rose "squeezed" out of the narrow mouth of the basket.

"Look, it still has some effect."

"..."

The reason Jenkins took the risk and entered the counterfeit shop was for an item that could potentially defeat the Thousand-Eyed Priest in one blow. He found the item after walking around the store a few times, and after asking about the role of the puppet's deterioration, he got a very satisfactory answer.

As it took longer to enter the store, the lingering headache gradually increased. After all, this is a strange thing with a number. Although the owner of the store seems to be hospitable, he is actually an extremely strange existence.

To be on the safe side, Jenkins only purchased the item that might defeat the Thousand-Eyed Priest, but after thinking about it, he took down the flower girl doll from the shelf.

At some point, the puppet had returned behind the counter. Jenkins let out a long breath and brought the two things to the front of it.