The Master of the Strange Realm

The woman replied, an answer that gave Jenkins a sense of foreboding.

"Following the usual routine...eating people?"

Thinking of this, the discomfort in my stomach became even more intense:

"What did you eat?"

"I ate everything, I ate everything in sight, but I was still hungry. There was nothing left for me to eat, so I died."

Jenkins was silent for a while, this was a little different from what he thought.

"Then what do you have to do to leave this place?"

"I'm still very hungry, and it makes me very uncomfortable. Are you willing to carry..."

"No, I don't want to."

Before he finished speaking, the corpse that was sitting quietly suddenly stood up. The badly rotted side burst out with blood bubbles. It grew its mouth and gradually expanded to a surprising size.

From that black hole-like mouth, a handsome woman's face slowly emerged.

"Hello~"

She said in Common, then smiled at Jenkins.

Jenkins blushed, "Hello,"

He replied groggily. In a normal state, such mental control would not work on him, but his current situation is very bad.

"Want to kiss me?"

the woman asked shyly.

"kiss?"

Jenkins looked at the two red lips, swallowed, and showed an extremely shy smile.

"No, we just met, it wouldn't be appropriate to kiss now."

His dull and conservative character saved his life.

"Are you really not willing to kiss me?"

The woman asked gently again.

"No."

Jenkins shook his head firmly, and at the same time a question arose in his mind:

"This must not be a good person, right? Would a normal woman take the initiative to invite a strange man to kiss her?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"If you won't kiss me, then I will kiss you!"

The face in her mouth suddenly became as ugly as a snake. She stretched out from the huge mouth, and the back of her face turned out to be a snake-like body.

Crawling along the ground towards Jenkins, then gently wrapping its arms around his neck. The snake's face slowly stretched back, pulling the man towards the dark mouth.

The side of Jenkins' face rubbed against the sand, and blood slowly seeped out. The pain seemed to inject a stimulant into the spirit. Although the stimulant was inferior, it was at least useful.

Chapter 633 Chapter 621 Blasphemy (9/10)

"wrong!"

Jenkins finally realized this, and the black gun he held in his right hand subconsciously thrust forward. The tip of the spear came into contact with the rotten part of the woman's body, making a sound of metal and stone colliding.

It was not pointless to do so, at least the gun was supported between Jenkins and the woman, and Snake Face's movement of pulling him forward was stopped by another force.

"Hiss~"

The snake-faced monster crawling out of its mouth made such a sound, and circled half a circle around Jenkins' neck to face his face. Jenkins forced a smile and opened his mouth. With a strong thrust in his throat, fierce flames spurted out of his mouth.

The flames flying out in the form of a fan instantly covered the snake's face, and then quickly spread along the slippery snake's body towards its huge mouth. The flame finally successfully entered the woman's mouth. Jenkins felt a sharp pain in his spirit and hurriedly withdrew the flame. At the same time, the snake face crawled back into the mouth.

The corpse closed its mouth and sat down again.

"It's delicious. I think if you can keep me from being hungry, I can get out of here."

Jenkins didn't respond to it, but held his head against the sand. The woman had just eaten part of the Eternal Fire. Although it did no damage to this gift, it directly hit Jenkins' spirit hard.

The combination of the negative state just now and this heavy blow almost made him unconscious.

"What else do you want to eat?"

he asked.

"I want to eat you."

As he spoke, he licked his swollen lips with his half-rotten tongue. At the same time, he changed from a sitting position to a crawling position, moving towards Jenkins like a four-legged animal.

"Maybe you could eat yourself. You see, that's what the legendary, ever-hungry Ouroboros does."

he suggested.

In fact, he no longer had the strength to move, so he could only delay for time.

This really worked. The crawling corpse was stunned and looked at Jenkins. One of its eyes is normal, and the blue eye is even unusually beautiful; while the other eye is like a swollen hyperplastic tissue, bursting directly from the rotten eye socket, swaying in the air.

Jenkins suspected the thread-like things were nerves.

"Eat yourself?"

She repeated in a trembling voice, and then slowly raised her right hand with normal skin.

Jenkins lowered his head and closed his eyes. The sound of swallowing and tearing in his ears was unusually clear. He didn't want to vomit now because the discomfort coming from other parts of his body completely overwhelmed the feeling of vomiting.

After a few minutes, there was no sound in his ears, but Jenkins simply didn't have the energy to raise his head to see what was going on.

The woman holding the black umbrella on the dune spoke again:

"You give advice to greedy hungry ghosts,

She eats herself and becomes free.

But that soul was completely shattered,

You will be tortured by guilt for hundreds of years. "

Jenkins wanted to tell her that he would not feel the slightest bit of guilt, but he really did not have the strength to do so now. But at least his guess was correct. Although not answering the question meant fighting, at least he did not have to bear the "sin".

He fully felt the disadvantage of facing the strange environment alone. Not only was there no one to discuss countermeasures with, but in the worst case, there was no one to help him sit up.

"What should I do next time?"

He asked himself. He was obviously lucky just now. He actually solved the problem only in the conversation. But this kind of luck could not last forever. For the third corpse, he had to choose between [fighting] and [bearing the sin].

He did not know how long he had been lying on the ground, but when he could barely move, the black clouds in the distance were already very close to the sand dunes, which meant that the time for this strange environment had come to an end.

He bit his cracked lips and climbed up, making sure that there was nothing left near the corpse just now, and then stumbled up the sand dune and dug at the feet of the woman holding an umbrella.

The coldness of the woman that could penetrate into the soul further destroyed Jenkins' spirit. He even had hallucinations during the excavation and vaguely saw chocolate.

This made him excited again, squeezing out the last drop of water called [awake] from his dry soul. He couldn't imagine how the willful cat should spend the rest of his life once he disappeared. It could only wait for death day by day in extreme depression.

Unlike the previous two times, the corpse this time didn't even look like a corpse, but a complete person. It was a middle-aged man wearing a suspected sacrificial robe, with a disgusting smile on his face. That smile was like honey mixed with excrement. At first glance, it seemed sweet, but in fact it was extremely disgusting.

"I am guilty."

It spoke before Jenkins, skipped all the links, and asked the last question:

"Are you willing to help me bear the guilt?"

There is every reason to believe that this thing saw that Jenkins was not in the right state now, so it forced him to the last step. This also shows that this thing knows all the current situation, and he wants to leave the strange world!

Jenkins is absolutely unable to fight now.

"What is your crime?"

He needs to prepare in advance.

"Blasphemy, I blasphemed the gods, so I was sentenced by the gods to be imprisoned here. Can you help me bear such a crime? Of course, if you don't want to, then I will kill you."

"Why do you want to blaspheme?"

"Because it's interesting."

"I understand."

He nodded, then sat on the sand and raised the black gun with his right hand. Some spirits were injected into the gun body, making the tip of the gun glow black.

"I am willing to bear it!"

As these words were said, the man in the sacrificial robe turned into sand with a satisfied smile, and the weapon in Jenkins' hand was thrown out by him, hitting him at the moment when the spirit and the body separated.

In fact, this blow was completely unnecessary, after all, Jenkins's mission was only to liberate the soul. But he hated others threatening him, especially that kind of smile made him disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

That blow exhausted all Jenkins' strength, and he fell again, unable to see the horrified expression of the man before the soul was shattered.

Black smoke floated out of the sand-turned corpse and entangled Jenkins again, giving him a more serious adverse condition. He fainted again and could not hear the woman holding the black umbrella announcing this victory.

But he miscalculated. The reward for bearing the sin this time was not to reduce the impact of the adverse condition. It should be said that reducing the impact of the adverse condition is only one of the possible rewards. From this point of view, he still cannot say that he fully understands the strange world.

Chapter 634 Chapter 622 God and God (10/10)

The unconscious Jenkins did not see that after the sacrificial robe disappeared, a transparent ball rolled out from the pocket and then sank into his body.

This is exactly the purpose of this strange journey. From this result, at least the festival elf did achieve Jenkins's goal.

The door with endless white light has appeared, right next to Jenkins' hand, but he can't walk out.

After an unknown amount of time, the fingers on the sand surface suddenly trembled. Then, two green vines stretched out from the void and inserted into Jenkins' temple. After the painful hallucination and extreme dizziness ended, the second black ring on his wrist, which represented blasphemy, disappeared. Jenkins, with a pale face, reached out his hand to dig into the sand and crawled towards the door little by little.

There is no sin coin, because the same person can only produce it once in a period of time.

A sigh came from nowhere, and the woman holding an umbrella turned into sand and merged with the sand dune. At the same time, a strong wind blew from nowhere, and the strong wind rolled the gravel in the air. Coincidentally, before the door closed, a small grain of gravel flew out.

Jenkins was awakened by chocolate licking. As far as he remembered, this was the first time the cat did such an action. It should have just started licking, because there was no moisture on his cheeks.

"Why is it here?"

He is not in his room now, but in a remote alley not far from the church. Jenkins has not even walked in, but often looks here when passing by to prevent thugs from suddenly rushing out.

"I remember that only when the original location is dangerous, will you be transferred to another place after coming out of the strange world. Why... is there an accident in the church?"

He struggled to get up, but when his right hand was pressed against the wall, it seemed to be pressed on a disgusting mass, and he fell down again.

"What bad luck."

he sighed.

It should still be night, but something seemed wrong in the atmosphere.

There shouldn't be any sounds in the city at night, and the thick and scary fog is obviously not a natural phenomenon.

After the Evil God Son sealed off the factory area, the city shouldn't have this level of thick fog.

"What's going on?"

It was a pity that the other creature present could not answer him, but the cat did another thing - it pushed the metal block sealing the divinity to Jenkins' hand with its head.

"Chocolate, how did you find me?"

he asked, but didn't expect to get an answer because his spirit was already on the verge of collapse. It is better to believe that this cat is eager to protect its owner and came here with its favorite toy through the sense of smell, or that the festival elf found his conscience before leaving and guided this lovely cat.

Being able to trust a living creature completely prevented Jenkins from becoming an extremely withdrawn and eccentric person. He was willing to keep the chocolate by his side until one day, it no longer liked living next to Jenkins and left on its own initiative.

Chocolate, which was about to say "meow~", was stunned. Instead of speaking again, it walked around the metal block and gently rubbed Jenkins' face.

The man smiled and grabbed the metal in front of him with his hand.

A few seconds later, a white beam of light that could not be seen by mortals penetrated down from the sky, shrouding the god in the alley. Sacred songs and subtle whispers accompany the coming of God.

If you listen carefully, you can find that the singing and secret words this time are very different from the past.

The god with black hair and black eyes stood up, first glanced at the body lying on the ground, and then at his wrist. The black line disappeared. He smiled and asked in his mind:

"Why am I here?"

The answer came from the bottom of his heart, not given. This was the answer he got himself: