The Master of the Strange Realm

He pointed at the giant tree, and just as Jenkins turned his head, a gunshot exploded from his arms.

The bullet pierced through his clothes and hit the golden barrier on Jenkins' body. The barrier broke, and the black pattern on his body faded. Jenkins was hit by the impact and took a few steps back. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and the silver light flew out.

The ring on the priest's finger flashed with light and absorbed the light. Cracks appeared on the ring, and then it broke into pieces. A whisper came out of his mouth, and the sound of a baby crying seemed to come from his ears, and his eyes were dazed for a moment. At this moment, the second bullet was also shot out.

His head subconsciously tilted to the side. He thought he had completely dodged it, but he didn't expect that a few seconds later, he still felt a burning sensation on the side of his face.

He took a step forward and swung his fist. The priest did not advance but retreated, but he didn't expect that there was a circle of silver light bands wrapped around his frosty arm. He dodged the fist, but not the light that flew out again.

The baby cried again, and black mist flowed out of his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. The black air gathered together, as if to form something, but the caster himself was no longer able to do it. Although he tried hard to resist the pollution of the spirit by those strange knowledge, the whisper of terror still completely destroyed his mind.

He touched his temples with his hand and saw blood. Jenkins took two quick steps and squatted beside the priest. The candle appeared in his hand, and the flame soared into the air to wrap the black air and burn it clean.

He took the pistol out of the man's hand and shot him in the forehead.

He stood up and looked around. The originally dense light spots were already sparse. This person should have taken advantage of the loose defense to break in.

"Damn, which force is this?"

The attack method just seen had no characteristics at all, and there was no special mark on the body. He kicked the corpse. It was another poor guy who didn't even bring a wallet when he went out.

"It's not my character to sit and wait for death."

Although I don't know what happened outside that made this place unsafe, it's definitely not the right choice to stay here now.

He called Chocolate to leave, but before he raised his foot, he called out his ability light.

"I just learned a lot of information from Miss Magic, maybe..."

Putting his mind on [Unknown Road Ahead], the color representing fate flashed violently twice, and then gradually dimmed, as if it was going to go out.

It seems that some kind of power is hindering the guidance of fate, which has never happened before.

The purple light burst out quickly and unwillingly. At the same time, the red represented by [Twin Demons], which is located in the center together with [Unknown Road Ahead], also shone together.

The red and purple brilliance burst out in front of his eyes, and the purple lines appeared clearly in front of him.

"This is..."

Destiny did not guide Jenkins to another place, but pointed to his pocket.

"Meow~"

Chocolate lay on Jenkins' shoulder, and the amber cat eyes also looked down.

The textbook "Kingdom Chronicles" by Professor Burns was chosen by fate.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, a silver ball of light appeared beside him to illuminate. He flipped through the pages of the book that were pointed to. It happened to be the content taught by the professor on the day of the Book Festival, which was the historical event of the rebellion of five border dukes that occurred around 1400 in the common calendar.

"If I remember correctly, one of the surnames was Augustus... huh?"

Jenkins's guess was completely wrong. Although fate did guide him to find one of the surnames, it was not "Augustus", but "Odin".

When the finger pointed to the word and whispered it in his mouth, the purple line turned into dots of fluorescence and dissipated in the air.

Chocolate tried to stretch out his claws to fiddle with them, but in fact he looked up at the giant tree in the distance.

"Odin? What does it mean?"

He was completely confused about this clue. After all, Jenkins did not know anyone with "Odin" in his surname or name, and had never heard of any place name related to it.

"Odin... Odin?"

This was the only thing he could think of. "Odin" in the kingdom's language was almost the same as "Odin" in Chinese.

"Am I overthinking?"

He thought hesitantly, trying to find ideas in other directions. But when he turned around, he saw the 100-meter-high tree and the pool under the tree...

"No way."

A magical idea came into his mind.

Chapter 407 Chapter 401 Mortals will eventually die, only gods will live forever

In the myths that Jenkin knew, after drinking the water from the Fountain of Wisdom, Odin, the main Norse god of the earth, hung himself upside down on a tree for nine days and nine nights in order to welcome the twilight of the gods, and thus realized the origin of magic, the rune.

If the story happened in this world, then this is obviously a standard gifter ceremony.

He swallowed again, "But I can't hang myself upside down."

Holding the book in his right hand, his left hand unconsciously touched his waist. Along with the belt, there was a hemp rope: B-10-04-1212, hunter's trap rope.

The corners of his mouth trembled, and he took two steps in place. In the darkness, only the silver light was spinning around the man. He thought again: "But I don't have the fountain of wisdom..."

This idea is a bit too ridiculous, because Jenkins was still worried about his spring water expiration a few days ago.

This seems to be a coincidence, but fate likes to play tricks on people. These items are naturally obtained through various events, and finally they are connected in this way.

"Wait, I remember that Odin sacrificed one of his eyes before hanging upside down..."

Thinking of this, Jenkins really believes that fate is guiding Odin's hanging ceremony. Because the metal block that seals the suicide's magic eye is in his pocket.

He walked to the giant tree with the cat again and looked up at the treetops. There is really only a small piece of the sun left. In the dim pool, the sparkling water surface reflects the light of the silver light ball. Jenkins and Chocolate in the reflection quietly look at Jenkins and Chocolate by the pool.

Hathaway once said that after taking the spring water of the Fountain of Wisdom, it will be easier to comprehend abilities. And the baptism ceremony to be held under the tree is based on the ancient ritual that has been lost.

This is sufficient reason to believe that the lost ritual is a ritual for learning abilities, and that ability is [Undead].

The sun is completely out of sight, and the dark forest is silent. Jenkins stood by the pool, with two silver balls of light spinning around him.

"Should I go outside to see what's going on, or try the ritual first?"

He muttered to himself, and Chocolate cried in a baby voice, then jumped off Jenkins' shoulder, climbed up the giant tree nimbly, and stood on a higher branch looking down at him.

The amber eyes seemed to be glowing in the dark environment. Looking at the cat's eyes, Jenkins felt for the first time that the cat he raised also had rich emotions.

Since Chocolate didn't want to leave, Jenkins couldn't leave it alone.

He took off his coat and the thick clothes on his upper body and threw them by the pool. He was only wearing a white shirt, took a run, and clumsily climbed up the tree with a trunk that was almost as long as his waist, and took off the hemp rope around his waist and tied it to the branch.

In order to prevent accidents, he pulled it hard to make sure he wouldn't fall.

The lower end of the rope just hung above the pool. After jumping down from the tree, he searched through his clothes and threw all the materials he thought were valuable into the pool.

Finally, he knelt on the grass, holding the iron block with his true name in his hands. Flames rose from his hands, and the red light and silver light intertwined in the darkness. God's true name felt the power of the same source and withdrew its resistance, revealing the wrapped eyes.

It rolled in the palm of his hand like last time, revealing the pupils with vicious eyes facing the man.

Plop~

The eyes were also thrown into the pool.

Probably because too many spiritual materials and items were put in, the surface of the pool began to emit white fluorescence in the dark. Stars of light emerged from the bottom of the water, floated on the surface of the water, and dissipated in the air.

He turned out the test tube containing the water of the Fountain of Wisdom, pulled out the stopper and raised his head, and swallowed it into his stomach with a few gulps.

There was no special feeling this time, just a chill in the stomach, and the chill was spreading to other parts of the body.

"This must be the meaning of fate's guidance, otherwise I would have lost a lot..."

As he thought, he took off his shoes and walked into the water from the shore.

The white fluorescence spontaneously surrounded the man, and the cold feeling poured into his body from all directions.

The idea of ​​summoning fire to warm the body under strong pressure finally came to the center of the pool. The pool was not very deep, and even at this position, Jenkins' chest and above the body could still be exposed above the water.

He didn't know what the formal baptism ceremony should be like, but when the top of his head touched the drooping hemp rope, his body rolled and flew up involuntarily.

The hemp rope tied Jenkins' right leg very neatly, and automatically pulled the body up, hanging about one meter above the water.

"I think this is a bit stupid."

As he thought so, the blood in his body was pulled downward by gravity, and his face quickly turned red.

There was no strange phenomenon. Except for the two silver balls of light still rotating around the body, nothing happened.

"Meow~"

Chocolate was lying on the branch just above Jenkins, with its head slightly down, looking at the Hanged Man below.

It opened its mouth to reveal its pink mouth, yawned, and put its two front paws together, waiting quietly.

Jenkins' situation was a little worse. It was not until this moment that he remembered that it was absolutely impossible for a human tied up by B-10-04-1212 to break free on his own. As time went by, his breathing became rapid and his head felt a little dizzy.

He didn't know whether it was because he had maintained this posture for too long or because the ritual was taking effect, and his consciousness was a little unclear.

There was another explosion in the distance, and a huge black figure appeared on the horizon. These could no longer affect Jenkins, because he was already on the verge of coma and wakefulness.

"If I die because of this, I'm afraid I will be laughed at by others for the rest of my life."

He thought a little unconsciously. After coming to this world, he felt that death was so close for the first time.

"Everyone will die. All mortals will die."

Bizarre visions appeared before his eyes, but his eyes were actually already closed. The life of the past few months appeared before his eyes like a revolving lantern. These scenes made him ignore the gurgling sound in the pool below him and the colorful lights intertwined at the bottom of the pool.

There was no wind, but the trees in the forest swayed in unison. The giant tree where Jenkins was hanging upside down was glowing faintly, and the light was extremely dazzling in the dark forest.

The silver ball of light, the green giant tree, and the white pool of water echoed each other, and Jenkins in the middle was also covered with a strange light.

"Mr. Barnard, thank you for saving me, but you are not strong enough, so you died for your own beliefs..."

I can still hear the nervous voice of the middle-aged man when facing the octopus.

"Mr. Pisco, you said you spent your whole life waiting for me to appear. I still don't know if it's worth it, but you're right. Although you died, your life and soul really shone at that moment..."

Mr. Pisco seemed to appear in front of him lying on the bed, still holding the old photo tightly in his hand.

"Mr. Kevin, you know, all mortals will die. Even if you try to exchange what you have for your life, you are only weakening the thickness of life."

The man who talked and laughed with Jenkins that night of the psychic game and the sneaky man at the funeral seemed to be no longer the same person.

"Dad, thank you for helping me so much. I think you are right. All mortals will die. Now it's my turn..."

Consciousness gradually blurred, as if falling into the deepest darkness.

"All mortals must die, but I don't want to die."

He likes this world, everyone he meets, every friend...

"All mortals must die, I knew this a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

Ambitions and dreams have not been realized yet, and it's hard to come to such an interesting world...

"The weak Barnard is dead, the pious Pisco is dead, the seeker Jenkins is also going to die, and only the cowards are still alive."

"Yes, all mortals must die, and he will die sooner or later. All mortals will die, and the only ones who are immortal are..."

After a moment of consciousness, a smile appeared on his face:

"The hint of the life merchant is already very obvious. Yes, I am not a mortal, I am a god!"

In an instant, dazzling golden light burst out from Jenkins' body. Even without burning divinity, the hymn and the pure white light column still enveloped him.

With a plop, the life orb slipped from his forehead.

With another plop, Chocolate stood by the pool, flicked his tail, and the metal block that sealed the divinity also slipped in.

The light disappeared, and after a breathtaking second, the golden light first broke through the water surface and burst out. This was the power of God;

In the second second, the green light also gushed out. This was the power of life;

In the third second, the red fluorescence flew out with a gleam. This was the spirit in the material originally used for baptism. It was part of the power that the Sage Church obtained from the [Undead] ritual in the ancient era;

In the fourth second, the yellow stream of light poured down from above, and the rope turned into powder bit by bit, just like Mr. Pisco, it was born for this moment, and the man The man quietly hung upside down in the air;

In the fifth second, purple light burst out from Jenkins in all directions. It guided this moment and should be involved. This is the power of fate;

In the sixth second, a blue glimmer floated out from the trunk of the giant tree. It absorbed Jenkins' blood to grow out. The ancient inheritance in the blood was celebrating this moment. This is the power of the alien blood;

In the seventh second, the strange and terrifying black emerged from the deepest part of the pool. The magic eye completely collapsed, and the purest power of death it contained was forced to join the ceremony.

Under the giant tree, above the pool, the young man hung upside down in the air with his eyes closed. The seven colors gathered together to form seven-color balls of light, like fireflies chasing each other, rotating around him.

They collided with each other, merged with each other, and finally approached a strange stability. All the colors disappeared, and finally only pure white was left shining in the dark forest.

The white light gradually gathered on the man's chest, and the shining light even broke through the constraints of the tree canopy. Finally, the pure white cross symbol appeared in front of the man.

PS: If I stop at 2,000 words, someone will definitely criticize me, so this chapter is 3,200 words, just one plot.

I am not satisfied with the part where Jenkins realizes "I am God, not man", four short sentences: the weak die, the pious die, the seeker dies, and the cowardly live. But the image of the "seeker" overlaps too much with Jenkins, and if another character is arranged to die, the capacity of this volume will explode, so I arranged the "seeker" to himself. In the end, when I read it myself, it felt a little weak.