The Master of the Strange Realm

Chocolate moved on Jenkins' knee with his eyes closed, hoping to find a better resting position.

"When a human gifter first steps into the transcendent world, he will awaken a world gift ability and a soul origin ability, and finally there will be an empty ability position; while an alien gifter with racial talents will directly fill three bubbles when awakening : World gifts, racial talents, soul abilities.

As the level rises, the aliens will only add a new ability position at each level, and corresponding to the even-numbered levels of humans, they will add additional racial talents. Although they are more or less born with the extraordinary abilities inherited by the race, they can only be better utilized and strengthened if their abilities are recognized by the world. It is also because of this that in ancient times, humans were never the dominant species. "

Jenkins was still in shock. He recalled the aliens he had seen. When he first met the devil, it was hidden in a human body. In addition, Jenkins was at a low level at the time, so he did not see the light spots representing abilities. ;When I met the elf a few days ago, I didn't deliberately observe him; and that unicorn...

"Are all aliens like this?"

"No, there are thousands of intelligent races that have appeared in the long history, but only a few humanoid races can give birth to gifters. Therefore, these races have all become overlords of the world, such as elves, dwarves, giants, and elements. Spirits, ancient fish people and current humans, etc.”

Seeing what else Jenkins wanted to say, she shook her head again: "I know you want to say Dragon Kingdom, but that incident was an accident and related to those great ones."

"In other words, it is possible for vampires to acquire the ability to interfere with divination through learning?"

"Yes, the premise is that it is indeed a gifter. In fact, the proportion of gifters in all races is similar, but even if the aliens are not gifters, they still have weak extraordinary abilities. That is really weak, and the ones we are familiar with In the history of occultism, all well-known alien species that have ever appeared were gifters.

The high-level demons who appeared in Nolan in the autumn are more accurately described as "high-level demon givers who have been favored and blessed by the great one". I watched the final investigation report and found out that the twin demons were both level nine demigods and had stayed for at least a few thousand years! If he hadn't come to the material world privately and lost his body, the danger would definitely not only affect a city. "

"What does the blue alien ability mean?"

"It represents the innate abilities of different races that are almost impossible to learn through rituals."

Jenkins was stunned for a long time and was speechless. He just felt a subtle spirit pouring into his body from the top of his head. This process lasted for a long time.

"Does the unicorn population possess the gift of the Giver?"

He suddenly asked a strange question.

"As far as I know, there is no such thing."

The topic of alien benefactors is a taboo in this era, which seems to be related to the truth about aliens withdrawing from the material world. But Miss Audrey did not hide this from Jenkins and told almost everything.

Aside from the fact that he may face a powerful vampire in the future, what Jenkins is most concerned about right now is where does the ability to summon unicorns come from?

The dream soul separation, which also has a blue alien ability, is obviously a gift from Mr. Barnard, there is no doubt about this; but the unicorn summons, no matter how you think about it, it does not look like a gift from a unicorn...

"Could it be that I had a feeling while 'watching a unicorn' and then realized it on my own? I did have a very strange feeling at that time, as if there was a kind of power seeping out of my body..."

With this question in mind, he set out on his way home. Chocolate lay on the man's shoulder boredly, wanting to "remind him", but felt that this would be very boring.

"Meow~"

What this sentence means is - forget it.

Chapter 493 Chapter 486 The attacker in the fog

Jenkins does not intend to summon the unicorn within the scope of Nolan City in the near future, at least until the two people from the Sun and Justice Church leave. He had been in enough trouble recently and didn't want his life to collapse because of a small mistake.

Chocolate had eaten and drank enough today. When he left Miss Audrey's residence, he was still a little energetic, but soon he took the initiative to pick up his collar and asked to get into the coat, and then lay there peacefully and fell asleep. Jenkins can even feel the unconscious shaking of the cat's body in sleep.

The fog was still so thick at night. At night without street lights, Jenkins wouldn't even dare to walk on the street if it weren't for the monocle.

He walked to the street corner, but unexpectedly didn't find any carriages parked here, so he planned to walk another two blocks. There was a main road over there, and there must be a carriage driver soliciting business.

When passing the entrance of a certain alley, a strange crashing sound suddenly came from the darkness and dense fog. Jenkins turned his head to look, immediately called out the black robe and shrank to the side.

Almost wiping his body, a man flew backwards out of the alley as if he had been hit by a huge force. He rolled a few times in the middle of the street, then lay motionless with his arms spread out and his head down.

"I have a bad feeling..."

Before Jenkins could react, the sound of boots hitting the ground came from the alley where the man flew out. Judging by the sound, those boots must have a high heel.

A tall man with a mask came out of the alley. He was wrapped in a black windbreaker. The edge of the sleeves seemed to be embroidered with gold thread, and there was a ruby ​​ring on the finger of his pale right hand.

"Isn't this a vampire..."

He simply couldn't believe that his luck would be so bad. Although the masked man's vision was also blocked, he could feel Jenkins in another way:

"I found fresh blood again..."

He moved in the direction of Jenkins, turned his head to look at the embarrassed fat man with small pits on his face standing under the awning of the dessert shop, and said in a hoarse voice unexpectedly: "I thought that people with such outstanding blood should also look good..."

"Don't come over!"

Jenkins raised his hand and said.

Hearing this, the masked man immediately opened his arms and rushed over. Jenkins waved his hands in panic, and when the hands of both sides touched in a hurry, dazzling flames rose from the palms of the two people and instantly wrapped up the masked man.

"Ah~"

He kept wailing while rushing forward, and was kicked back into the alley by Jenkins. As the crackling sound became louder and the smell of burning became heavier, the wailing became weaker and weaker.

"So simple?"

He thought to himself, and turned around to check if the man lying on the street was okay. But at the moment when his back turned, a red arrow shot out from the deeper part of the alley, and shot into Jenkins' body from the back right in front of his heart with a puff.

"This..."

He said in disbelief, then fell to one side and fell to the ground with a plop - because falling forward would press the cat on his chest.

"My luck tonight is really bad. I met two benefactors just by walking around."

The voice of the fourth person came from the alley. This was also a person wearing a mask and a black windbreaker. He also had the same ruby ​​ring on his right finger, but it looked bigger.

"Waste!"

He cursed beside the burning fire at the entrance of the alley, ignoring the fat man pretending to be dead, and walked towards the man in the middle of the street.

"Your magic eye belongs to me~"

He squatted down and wanted to turn the man over, but he didn't expect the man to grab his wrist at once, then suddenly raised his head and hit it upwards. The collision between the hard skull and the chin produced the sound of someone's bones breaking, which was obviously not the skull breaking.

"Go~"

The man saw that the first attack worked, and threw out a metal bolt-like thing hidden in his palm. After a heavy sound like steel bars falling to the ground, the masked man seemed to be fixed, with his limbs spread out and collapsed on the ground.

Flutter flutter~

He shook his body hard, and dozens of bats flew out in all directions, and then gathered at the door of a store farther away.

The masked man who reappeared was panting, and barely held on to the wall beside him to stand firm. As far as Jenkins knew, this bat-like ability to reorganize the body would cause irreversible damage to the body.

"Nolan is really more dangerous!"

The speaker was the man who fell on the street just now, and Jenkins knew him. This is the third person from the Magic Eye Collection Association active in Nolan City, and the only one who has not been arrested by the church.

He reached into his arms and took out a short dagger, but the handle was a bit long. He swung it down with great force, and a gorgeous red light rose from the handle of the dagger, covering and extending along the blade, and finally turned into a long sword.

"Hum~"

The masked man also made the same move, but his sword seemed to be made directly from the blood in his body. Jenkins suspected that the arrow that shot him just now was also made from the same.

In order to have a better view, while neither of them was paying attention, he quietly moved his head and used his chin to press back the chocolate that wanted to arch out of the coat from the collar.

Dang~

Evidently, the swords of both parties were not made of metal, but they made a metal collision sound at the first strike. The red light reflected the agility of the two men, and every time the blades collided, one of them could be seen retreating.

"Heh~"

The magic eye man chopped down from top to bottom again, but he didn't expect that his opponent had another short blade in his other hand.

The blood sword that was attacked with one hand was split in half, but the left hand accurately stabbed the short blade into the opponent's abdomen.

He wanted to pursue the victory, but the Magic Eye Collector smiled strangely and immediately lowered his head, and a dagger flew out from behind him.

The masked man quickly turned his head and let the dagger fly past his mask. He just saw clearly that the fat man who should have been dead threw the dagger. In a moment of thinking, there was a sound of breaking air behind him again.

The dagger flew back again, accurately brushed his neck and flew back to the fat man's hand.

"Be careful, he has no fatal parts!"

"I know!"

Jenkins jumped up and chased forward with a silver light band wrapped around his arm.

Chapter 494 Chapter 487 Tree House

The masked man covered his neck and fled into the fog. His footsteps were very light, but Jenkins, who was chasing behind, relied on his glasses and was completely unaffected by the environment. The Magic Eye Collector was left behind because of his injury, and Jenkins and the other entered the dark alley one after the other.

But when he ran in, there was no one inside.

"What happened?"

The man holding his abdomen staggered here after nearly half a minute, and faced the empty alley with Jenkins.

The alley was flanked by high walls, but there was some scattered garbage beside the walls. One of the two had special glasses and the other had special eyes, and their vision was not affected by darkness and fog, but no one knew where the man went.

"The bloodstain extended to the entrance of the alley."

Jenkins said, raising his hand and extending the dagger in his hand to the man's neck:

"Put down your weapon and reach out!"

"I saved you!"

The voice was a bit complaining.

"I saved you too!"

The voice was justified.

"I don't know if you still remember that we met once before, but you ran away that time."

"Oh, sir, you are a believer of the New God."

The tone was not surprised at all, as if he had thought of it a long time ago.

"Name?"

"What's my name? Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet."

The middle-aged man shrugged and said in a relaxed tone: "My name is Ace Spice."

"What are you doing in Nolan?"

"Looking for a special eye, but that thing seems to have been destroyed recently, and no trace can be found even if I predict it. Considering that the city is getting more and more dangerous, in fact, I'm ready to leave."

This is consistent with the information Jenkins has learned so far, but he has other questions.

"What's going on tonight?"

"What else can it be? Those two are ordinary humans infected by vampires. The one you burned to death was too weak. He should have been infected by the infected humans twice or even three times. Since the one who ran away just now can even turn into a bat, I think the one who gave him blood should be at least a purebred high-level vampire."

"Oh, it turns out that there is really the ability to infect humans... That's why Dad and Miss Befanna think that even if the strength of the vampire race is not as good as the devil, it is more harmful to the city!"

Seeing Jenkins thinking, Mr. Spice reminded again:

"I think we should not exist The reason for mutual hostility, right? And I am a law-abiding citizen. Even if you want to be a partner of justice, you should not target me. "

"I hope you can help me answer a question."

Jenkins thought about it and thought that what he said was right, but he did not put down the weapon in his hand:

"I heard that your organization [Magic Eye Collection Association] is an extremely old organization?"

"Yes, of course, our history can be traced back to at least the 10th era! Sir, is that your question?"

As he spoke, he sorted out his clothes, without any awareness of being held to the neck with a dagger.

"No, no, no, my question is: in this case, you should also know many equally old organizations. Now please tell me, do you know [Tree House]?"

This organization is related to the mysterious Mr. Clark, and this man has been looming in the competition for the savior [Undead]. Until now, Jenkins did not know what this man was going to do.

"Oh, the tree house~ I know, that's a group of lunatics."

Mr. Spice nodded as if he had suddenly realized something, and almost hit his neck on the blade of the dagger. Jenkins had to pull it back a distance:

"A very old organization, even older than some righteous gods."

As he said, the middle-aged man carefully drew something on his chest, then looked up and said, "I'm sorry."

"Are those people gathered together for a certain purpose, or are they a branch of the church belonging to a great man?"

"Their composition is very complex, but they are definitely not brought together by a unified belief. They are illegal people who have gathered together to strive for the identity of the savior. They are lurking in the era and will not appear until the end of the era. I think you should know what the identity of the savior means..."

"Is it an organization...that wants to become a god?"

Jenkins asked.