The Master of the Strange Realm

But Jenkins's opinion was exactly the opposite of hers. The left side of the carriage was supposed to be a farmland, but in early winter it could only be called a very flat open area. This terrain allowed the Eye of Truth to maximize its vision. He could pass through the carriage and clearly see several entangled light spots approaching this side.

Especially the huge number of those light spots, obviously there were more than one person fighting. Some of them had been seen more than once, and they should be the gifters of the Orthodox Church.

"Oh?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and then quickly returned to normal. The two teams fighting were obviously from different forces, but the one moving quickly in this direction was a familiar friend - Miss Magic.

She was finally involved in this matter, and the ashes in her hand were probably the source of the trouble.

The peripheral vision noticed that the last carriage in the convoy had stopped, and the gifters inside were moving quickly in the direction of the battle, and now there were only three cars of guards left.

"Miss Befanna, I suddenly have a bad feeling."

"We can't turn back now, let's go into the forest first, the guards there are very strong..."

I don't know what happened, she suddenly jumped up, broke through the top of the carriage and jumped out. A black spiritual light flashed on the side of the carriage, and then an old man in a black sacrificial robe stepped out of the void.

This is a level 8 gifter, with tired eyes and loose skin on his face as if it was about to fall off. In his right hand, he held a bone staff, with a skull with eye sockets facing the sky at the top; in his left hand, he dragged a complex map sand table, and the black spiritual light flickered.

Such clothing is obviously a believer of the [Undead Lord], and the old man didn't expect that he had just moved over and there would be an opponent of the same level waiting for him. In fact, he didn't come for the convoy at all, it was just a coincidence.

Miss Befanna tapped her fingers lightly, and the golden magic chain stretched out from the void. The old man suddenly hit the ground with the bone staff, and a faint black gas spread from the bottom of his feet.

In any case, Jenkins's guards lost one more person, and the two demigod-level gifters also fought each other for inexplicable reasons.

"Chocolate, if there is any situation later, leave quickly."

His heart beat faster and faster, but he did not do any strenuous exercise. This is a sign brought by extremely high inspiration, and something big must happen in a while.

The entrance to the valley is getting closer and closer, but fighting and explosions seem to be heard from all directions. Jenkins even saw the figure of Captain Binsi. If I remember correctly, when they met last time, he mysteriously said that the core of the ritual was about to be found...

"Wouldn't it be here?"

If you think about it carefully, it is not impossible. The underground mines nearby are complicated. Since they can dig out a secret passage, it is not impossible to have a second one.

"So I am so unlucky that I ran into the final decisive battle?"

There were a lot of light spots overlapping in the distance, and the aftermath of the battle even affected the carriage in motion. The guards had to send another car to reinforce the battle, so when they finally arrived at the entrance of the valley, there were only three cars left.

This place has become very different from when Jenkins left last time. At the entrance of the primeval forest, some tree houses and stone houses are built in an orderly manner.

The buildings in the front look like fortresses and arrow towers in ancient times, and runes visible to the naked eye are flowing on the buildings.

The temperature in the forest is more like spring, and the smell of damp soil is everywhere. When my feet landed on this land, an inexplicable sense of joy came to me, even diluting the inner uneasiness.

The ground suddenly shook, and the whistling wind rushed into the valley along the narrow terrain. Everyone looked up at the distance together, and the golden light formed a strange shape, diluting the clouds in the gloomy sky.

"Gentlemen..."

"It's okay."

Someone patted Jenkins on the back, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Professor Burns. He was not wearing casual clothes, but a gray sacrificial robe. Standing with him were the keeper Mr. Smith, and some familiar people whose names could not be called out.

They were all gifters, but their levels were very low, and they seemed to be apprentices of the keeper.

"You come here just for baptism, other things have nothing to do with you."

The keeper nodded at Jenkins, and the crowd automatically separated a path. The old man bent down and made a gesture of invitation.

A path extended from here to the forest, and the giant trees gently swayed their branches in the wind.

Chapter 402 Chapter 397 Solar Eclipse

The forest was full of trees, but Jenkins felt like he was walking on a flat road when he walked through it in boots. He hugged his cat and had the illusion that the forest was releasing kindness to him.

"When did I become so narcissistic?"

Although there were still rumbling explosions in the distance and the ground under his feet would vibrate from time to time, his heart gradually returned to peace.

The destination was under the towering giant tree. At this time, there was only a group of young children there, wearing uniform white robes. There were only people from the Sage Church here, and these children were the choir.

The solemnity of the baptism was somewhat beyond Jenkins's expectations. He stopped hesitantly and looked at the thick brown trunk, where branches and vines hung naturally and the ground was covered with lush green grass.

Coincidentally, sunlight can penetrate through the canopy and illuminate a small circular area under the giant tree. There is a pool of water, and the crystal water reflects the sunlight.

"Do I need a change of clothes?"

he asked quietly to the professor in the crowd.

"No, you don't need to get dressed for a while."

"Um?"

Before Jenkins could ask any more questions, Mr. Smith, the secret keeper, came out.

"Everyone!"

He shouted to the crowd: "Please be quiet, our time is limited. You will definitely be able to remember this day in the future. It will be our honor to baptize Mr. William. All of you here, if you can become a true Only the secret keeper will know how important today is. Now please take your seats. The ceremony is about to begin. Gentlemen, move quickly!"

After saying that, he flicked his wrist back, and the invisible shock wave swept away the grass and outstretched branches, forming a flat road leading to the pool under the giant tree.

The children were lined up on both sides of the road, humming quietly as the keeper moved.

"Miss Bevanna was supposed to be the host here, but you also know the current situation."

He hurriedly explained in a low voice, while everyone in the priesthood behind him came to the edge of the pool with some materials with pious expressions and put them into the water.

"Do we really want to do it now? I mean, maybe we can wait until this is over."

"It has to be now, based on your birthday."

He pushed Jenkins to the entrance of the road without any explanation, while the priests who had finished their work stood neatly behind the choir, and the professors in the crowd winked at Jenkins.

Chocolate jumped out of Jenkins' arms consciously, and then ran to the tree nearby. Only the secret keeper stood alone by the pool, raising his hands, and his holy song immediately rose.

"today......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a loud noise came from the back of the valley, but the secret keeper did not look there but raised his head with a look of horror.

In the sky, a small gap appeared in the sun, and it gradually expanded.

"eclipse?"

Jenkins also raised his head, this is a rare astronomical...

"No, there is absolutely no way a solar eclipse will happen today!"

Due to the existence of the [Church of the Starry Sky and Balance] and the [Church of the Sun and Justice], people in this era are extremely accurate in their predictions of celestial phenomena. And Jenkins is not even sure that this world is a planet. The principle of solar eclipse is most likely related to supernatural forces.

The Keeper's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and the priests were able to remain quiet, but the children in the choir began to stir.

He left the pool, said something to the oldest priest, and then everyone left there.

"Sorry, Mr. Willamt, this kind of celestial phenomenon cannot hold a ceremony."

"I see."

He nodded. After several months of study, he had mastered the most basic ritual content.

"The Holy See should choose another time to notify us, but that's fine. I'm going to see what happened. Mr. Williamte, we have other things to do. It's time to preach the sage to those damn infidels. Glory! But please don’t leave here, this valley is an absolutely safe place.”

After giving these hurried instructions, the choir and priests left with him. The professor walked at the back and he had something to say to Jenkins.

The anxiety on the professor's face was even more intense than that of the secret keeper:

"I had a very strange dream yesterday, yes, very strange."

He put his right hand on Jenkins' shoulder, "I haven't had time to tell anyone about this yet, but don't leave this forest. The bad premonition is getting stronger."

"What did you dream about?"

Jenkins couldn't help but ask. He still remembered that the professor became a gifter because he was guided by an unknown presence in his dream.

"A huge shadow covered the sky, the sun was swallowed up, and the stars were hidden in darkness. Oh, God!"

He groaned, lowered his head and quickly drew the sage's holy symbol on his chest.

"Thinking about that dream still scares me. Take this..."

He took out a book from the deep pocket of his robe, which was the "Chronicles of the Kingdom". This was the book he used when he went to school for the Reading Festival.

Jenkins took the book without knowing why, and the professor put his hand on Jenkins' forehead. Out of trust, Jenkins did not resist.

As far as the eye can see, the light spots belonging to the professor's conjuration ability are shining brightly. As the old man recited in a low voice, ancient words and strange syllables were spit out one by one, and some ink stains "crawled" out from the sides of the book, slowly spreading along his hands and throughout his body.

"This is a protective ability that can only be exerted on others."

While Jenkins was taking off his clothes to check the extra runes on his body, the professor hurriedly explained.

"I have never heard that Nolan Diocese has such an ability. Is this also given by the existence in the professor's dream?"

"That's all I can help you with. Jenkins, please stay safe."

"I understand, you should be careful too."

The professor smiled, nodded to him, and quickly turned around to catch up with the priests who had gone away.

"your book!"

He didn't remember until the professor's figure disappeared into the woods, but the old man had already gone away.

In just a few minutes, Jenkins was the only one left under the giant tree that was originally full of people.

But this is only a superficial phenomenon. Looking around, there are countless light spots scattered throughout the forest. They're right, this is indeed the safest place to be.

"chocolate!"

Putting the professor's textbook into the side pocket, he quickly walked to the tree and raised his head to shout up, but he didn't see the graceful figure of the cat jumping down among the dense branches and leaves.

He immediately turned his head and saw that it was indeed jumping at the edge of the pool.

Chapter 403 Chapter 398 The more unlucky person

There are many spiritual materials in the pool, and chocolate is very greedy. These two pieces of information can well explain what it is doing now.

"Meow~"

When Jenkins discovered it, the cat pretended to be interested in the water and kept testing the edge of the pool with its front paws, but Jenkins knew very well that his cat hated getting wet.

"You can't eat these."

Picking up the reluctant kitten, he pointed at something at the bottom of the clear pool and said to it.

The chocolate's tail bent into a weird arc and kept slapping at Jenkins' neck, trying to break away from the man's hands.

"this is for you."

He stretched out his right hand, and a green bead immediately appeared naturally in the palm of his hand. Without any explanation, he stuffed the beads into Chocolate's mouth, and it immediately stopped barking.

Jenkins only knew what it meant to be beaten into a pot of porridge today. As time went by, the gap in the sun in the sky became larger and larger, and at the same time, more and more Givers appeared around the valley.

The fighting troops of the Righteous God Church, various chaotic cults, and even Mr. White Cat and Mr. Hood were seen flashing past the edge of the field of vision.

Something must have gone wrong. The current situation was like a whole city of supernatural power holders coming to fight.

Completely incomprehensible explosions rumbled from all directions, and there were intermittent strange colors in the sky.

People who left never came back, and Jenkins got a little bored. He wanted to leave the area to see if he needed help, but unexpectedly found that the giant tree was surrounded by golden magical symbols.

This should be the protection measure left for Jenkins. He tried it a few times but still didn't go out.

The abundant vitality in the valley also continues to affect the terrain outside the valley. The nearest piece of wasteland is already green even in winter, and a small area in the middle of the grass is wrapped by a transparent barrier. The inside cannot be observed from the outside, but for everyone inside, the outside can be seen at a glance.

Agnes Howard covered her mouth and lay down in the grass. The clothes on her body blended into the surrounding weeds like a chameleon, so even if the people in the center of the grass looked here several times, no one was seen here.

Some white lime-like powder was poured out and formed a circle in the grass. A man with a naked upper body sits in the center of the circle, and a young man in a black robe is writing on his back with a pen.

"Mr. Clark, don't forget our agreement."

"Of course."

In addition to many cultists wearing black robes, there was also a middle-aged man who looked like a professor standing around the circle. Wearing a pair of elegant gold glasses, he watched the ceremony unfold with his hands folded across his chest.

"If you can really qualify as a savior, then the tree house will definitely protect your organization. But, I'm afraid you don't have much time..."

He looked pointedly at the plume of smoke rising into the sky in the distance. Fortunately, it was far away from the city, otherwise there would be another piece of gossip among the citizens' chats.

"I know."

The naked middle-aged man nodded seriously.