The Master of the Strange Realm

Red blood immediately flowed down his cheek. This little accident made the angry Jenkins completely lose control.

He didn't pay attention to the strange murmurs that gradually sounded in his ears, the tide of the ocean that his nose smelled, or the increasingly cold air.

"Haha, he is so skillful, it seems he is a high-level undead again."

That's what he was thinking at the moment.

Quickly walking to the left in the dark room, he opened up the dead branches that came from nowhere and saw the skeleton lying underneath.

The skeleton also woke up the moment Jenkins saw it, with two soul flames burning fiercely in its eye sockets. The black granular substance gradually spread to the white bones of the body, and Jenkins reached out and grabbed its skull.

"Higher undead, right?"

There was actually a thin blade of grass between the hand and the bone, and as Jenkins' fingers penetrated deeper into the eye socket, the blade of grass quickly turned yellow.

But the green atmosphere was immediately replenished, and in a few seconds it became as green as summer. But it was still not over. At this moment, Jenkins summoned all his energy to activate [Healing Breath], and his fist seemed to be inserted into the skull of the skeleton.

The green aura became brighter and brighter, and within a few breaths, grass blades were seen emerging from the gaps in the skull.

The bones in his hand crackled, and with Jenkins' hand as the center, more and more green grass blades grew and extended, clinging to the bones and stretching out. They gradually covered the surface of the bones like animals, and although the undead wanted to struggle, it had missed the best opportunity.

About five minutes later, the person standing in front of Jenkins had turned into a human-shaped plant, and no bones could be seen between the grass blades. He slowly took his hand back, only to hear a crisp sound, and his skull was finally exploded by the still-growing grass blades.

PS: The bounty is almost enough, waiting for the 12th update on July 3rd.

Ask for everything at the beginning of the month.

Chapter 782 Chapter 766 Familiar Person

"Hmph~"

Seeing that the spiritual light on the undead body dimmed, the anger in Jenkins' heart eased. Then he stretched out his foot and kicked forward. The plants and bones fell heavily to the ground, stirring up dust, and it was extremely fragile and cracked. Only a patch of green grass and yellow bones that seemed to have been sucked dry were left.

A huge amount of spirit suddenly entered Jenkins' body in the next second. He groaned uncontrollably and had some doubts at the same time:

"Huh? What's going on? Where does this come from?"

He originally thought that this was just an incident of the resurrection of the undead, and he was so angry that he did not carefully observe the undead that died in his hands. Now think about it, the appearance and characteristics of the undead seem to be a strange thing?

While he was thinking, a voice came from the door. Turning around, a pair of heavily armed men in black robes walked in, looking at Jenkins and the bones on the ground in surprise. They initially made an aggressive stance, but the leader recognized Jenkins' face and his trademark cat.

"Mr. Willamt, this...is this something you solved?"

"Um?"

These men were apparently the gravekeepers of the Church of Death and Endgame, and Jenkins recognized the iconic black robes.

"Yes."

He nodded hesitantly, thinking of what happened recently:

"So, this is actually...A-06-1-4408, Curse of the Shipwrecked Remains?"

His guess was absolutely correct. Half an hour later, the team from the Sage Church who received the news also confirmed this.

This time the team was led by a captain named Ern Swift. He was relatively familiar with Jenkins, but not as familiar as Captain Binsey.

"Oh, sage, to be honest, I just thought this was another high-level undead that had resurrected for some reason. You should know what I encountered outside the city a few weeks ago."

He explained the ins and outs of the incident to the people present, hoping to clarify the reasons for his reckless behavior:

"Look, I just accidentally broke the glass and wanted compensation. This is really fate playing a trick on me, ha~ who knew this thing would be hiding here?"

Jenkins couldn't explain his behavior clearly. He was so angry that he just got carried away. But if he explained it this way, even he himself felt weak.

Because the distance between this alley and Dad’s antique shop is not too far, Dad also came over soon after hearing the news. He looked at the still living weeds and dead bones on the ground, and then threw them aside. These things were completely worthless.

People from the Church of Death and the End of the End seemed to know Dad, and the leading gravekeeper even showed great respect.

A group of people exchanged the information they had with each other, and roughly understood that what happened today was an operation that ended before it even started. But no matter what, this accident did not cause any casualties, which is really gratifying.

No one knows the reason why this escaped skeleton appeared here. The inspection of this simple-structured house was quickly concluded, but no secret passages or other possible items were found.

The only thing that is certain is that the skeleton appears here only under the control of others. The dust in the house was thick, but there were no footprints of the skeleton, and it obviously couldn't fly, so this inference was made.

"So can I understand that if we ambush here, there is a certain possibility that we will encounter the mastermind behind this incident?"

Jenkins concluded. The cat squirmed in his arms with some dissatisfaction and wanted to change its position to lie down.

"That's right, but no matter what the subsequent actions are, it has nothing to do with you."

Dad emphasized this point again and then ordered:

"Come back to the church with me now. Before this, we never knew that plants could destroy such artifacts. Now it is necessary to determine whether what just happened can be replicated. This is of considerable value."

"No, I think A-06-1-4408 here is obviously weakened a lot. I can't feel the curse and resentment they showed on the night of the riot..."

Together with Captain Erne Swift, they said goodbye to the team of gravekeepers who were still in the house, and walked back through the lane to the main road, where three carriages were waiting for everyone. Jenkins was asked to sit in the middle carriage. After he got on the carriage, his father also bent over and walked in.

"So, is it possible that the man behind the scenes will appear here?"

Jenkins still has that curiosity.

"It's unlikely. Have you ever seen the mastermind show up in front of the church with such arrogance?"

Dad replied like this, he was a little absent-minded, still twisting the dead grass in his hand.

The carriage set off slowly, and pedestrians on the street immediately gave way. Jenkins opened the curtains on the side and looked outside. Even though it took some time, it was still evening. Pedestrians wearing bulky clothes flowed endlessly on this road like intertwined threads. Under the gloomy sky was a city shrouded in fog, and this city did not know how many secrets it hid.

He looked outside idly, not actually caring what he saw. His hand was stroking the cat on his lap, and that was the point now. They had just agreed to go out to eat together, but it looks like they have to eat in church.

The exit of the alley was not far from the intersection of the street outside, and the carriage would turn shortly after setting off. It was a typical intersection. Turn left in the direction of the church, and when the carriage turned, three faces standing by the rusty mailbox waiting to cross the intersection appeared in front of Jenkins.

The first one was an old man with a stooped waist and a cane, wearing an ugly brown scarf and an old-style black hat to cover his bald head, with white hair peeking out from the gaps in the hat;

The second person was a fat woman with an impatient face. She looked like a housewife carrying a vegetable basket, but judging from her clothing, she was not considered poor. The scarf around her neck seemed to be made of animal skin, but Jenkins did not recognize it. come out material;

The last one was a young man with an ordinary face, looking anxiously across the road, as if he was waiting for a lover to date. His clothes were somewhat similar to Jenkins, both in dark tones. Jenkins chose this kind of clothing because it is stain-resistant and can be washed less often.

He didn't react at first, but after the carriage completely turned the intersection, he felt that he had definitely seen one of the faces before.

PS: No prizes for guessing which of the three people the acquaintance Jenkins saw was.

Tip: Only one person is an acquaintance, this is a multiple choice question.

Chapter 783 Chapter 767 Visiting Delegation

"Who is that."

Jenkins on the carriage thought with surprise that the glance just now was too fast, and he didn't even fully see the details of the three people's faces. But at least, he could guarantee that one of them must have met before, and it wasn't a passing encounter.

"Although we are acquaintances, we just met each other, so it doesn't matter..."

With the emergence of this idea, an extreme sense of disobedience appeared in his heart, which even made him feel ridiculous.

"Jenkins, do you really think it's a coincidence that you meet an acquaintance who you can't remember in a place like this?"

He once touched the thread of destiny and even gained new abilities because of it. Even if I still have no introduction to divination, I at least have some vague perception of the future.

"parking!"

Jenkins shouted suddenly, and then shouted again under his father's surprised eyes.

"I seemed to have seen an acquaintance just now, a very dangerous acquaintance!"

He emphasized again, while holding up the chocolate, turning around and opening his eyes of truth to look back.

There were no suspicious spiritual lights nearby, only in the alley farther and farther away, countless overlapping light spots represented the believers of the end of death. But this does not mean that the person just now was not the Giver. If she had reached the hut in the alley, Jenkins would not be able to distinguish a stranger from so many light spots.

The carriage was turning in accordance with Jenkins' request, and all the combat teams in the front and rear carriages got out of the car. After learning the situation from Dad, they escorted the carriage on foot.

At this time, a large group of uniformed police officers suddenly appeared from the other side of the intersection. The intersection was quickly sealed. The crowd swarmed in from nowhere and stood excitedly outside the wall of police officers. Most of them were well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, but they were obviously ordinary citizens.

Jenkins stuck his head out of the car window and saw that the road in the distance was empty, and it seemed that a group of carriages were approaching from further away.

"what happened?"

He thought this was a deliberate attempt to prevent them from moving forward.

"Oh, I remembered. Today, a delegation from the Kingdom of Chesland is visiting Nolan, and the road here is closed!"

Dad was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered, "I remember the news from the church was... a princess from the royal family, yes, a princess with only a title but no blood relationship, came with a duke, who was it? Coming? I don’t remember clearly..."

"Dad, I think there's an emergency over there in the alley. We need to get there quickly... Yes, it's a very important emergency! This is my hunch. Miss Audrey's course is very useful!"

Such a reason can only be found in a hurry, but Dad has heard from Miss Audrey her praise of Jenkins' talent, so it is not surprising.

There was a reason for Jenkins' anxiety, but due to this little time barrier, the gravekeeper over there had already died. Those mixed light spots extinguished a cluster, and among those that were still alive, one cluster must belong to the acquaintance Jenkins had just seen. He had a hunch.

"Is it important?"

Dad nodded solemnly, and then called Captain Ern Swift over from outside the car. Soon, the Holy Emblem of the Church of the Sages was taken out from the mezzanine on the roof of the car and hung outside the car. At the same time, all the scribes standing outside wrapped a circle of thorns on their sleeves. golden cloth ribbon.

"God~ What's going on?"

Not everyone was attracted by the foreign convoy visiting from afar, some people nearby noticed it. The young people were at a loss and didn't know what was happening, but only an old gentleman with a cane and a white wig recognized the golden thorn cloth belt:

"The Inquisition of the Church of the Sages, oh, God~"

He screamed again, and then quickly left here without looking back, as if he was afraid of getting himself into trouble.

The carriage started again, this time without any regard for the pedestrians and the wall of people ahead, and rushed straight ahead. The scribes pointed their guns forward with serious faces, while the flow of people who finally discovered the situation here screamed and evaded in all directions.

"What are you going to do? This is..."

The young police officer shouted a warning, but before he was halfway through his words, he was covered by the vicissitudes of life by the middle-aged man on the side.

The latter watched the reaction of the motorcade in horror. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, they quickly pulled the young police officer aside.

"You're crazy! If you want to die, don't drag everyone here with you!"

The Sage Church's convoy was like a sharp knife that penetrated the warning circle at the intersection and pushed aside all the police officers wearing police uniforms. Jenkins, who was sitting in the carriage, could only hear the noise and noise outside, but he ignored it and focused on looking in the direction of the tombkeepers. In just two minutes, a new victim appeared.

His actions at this time seemed to be staring into the void, which was very similar to the behavior of some clever soothsayers, and no one asked him what he was doing. He was sitting opposite Jenkins with a serious face, sorting out his things and preparing for what was to come.

When the carriage reached the middle of the road, the visiting motorcade on the other side of the street finally arrived. The coachman stopped the carriage in surprise because of the commotion at the intersection. At this time, the evening breeze blew from the depths of the fog. The wind across the street blew open the curtains around Jenkins, allowing him to see the head sticking out of the carriage. The Duke of.

Although he looked very young, judging from the shape of the carriage and his clothing, he was obviously a duke. He didn't see Jenkins, but Jenkins caught a glimpse of him.

"Duke the Giver, level two, interesting."

He sighed in his heart, but it was just a sigh, and then he immediately devoted himself to observing the tomb guard.

The convoy that caused a huge commotion returned along the original road at an extremely fast speed. After leaving the intersection, there were fewer pedestrians and the speed became even faster.

Before the hurried carriage reached the entrance of the alley, Jenkins eagerly jumped off the carriage and rushed towards the alley with the scribes around him.

"I saw!"

He suddenly shouted, finally realizing who the acquaintance was:

"Be careful of a young man! Oh, sage, the whole team of gravekeepers has died!"

But the next moment, it was a middle-aged housewife and an elderly gentleman who rushed out of the alley. These two people were both undead, and judging from the traces on the skin of the corpses, they were obviously newly born undead. Needless to say, it was easy to know who had done this.

PS: The news about the foreign visiting delegation was mentioned once in Chapter 760.

Chapter 784 Chapter 768 Tide of the Undead

Seeing the undead coming, without Jenkins taking action, two people from the advancing team automatically separated to meet the enemy. The remaining people then entered the alley, and then saw a corpse lying in the middle of the alley. The corpse was dressed in the black robe of a gravekeeper, and the face had nodded to Jenkins more than ten minutes ago.

Black air surged from the corpse, and at the same time, red and white blisters appeared on the skin of the corpse, like burns.

"Be careful, this is the curse [Corpse Explosion Technique] Corpse Explosion Technique!"

Captain Ern Swift shouted loudly beside Jenkins, and raised his palms with his companions. The golden pages rose out of thin air and became one piece in front of Jenkins. At the same time, the corpse of the tombkeeper exploded from the center, with flesh, blood and bones flying around like iron fragments and iron beads in a steam bomb, hitting the barrier with the power of the undead that is full of malice towards the living. superior.

If a single person faced the terrible explosion, no one present would be spared. But fortunately, this time dozens of scribes jointly used [Blessing of Books]. Even so, if Jenkins had not suddenly thought of raising his hands and merging into the golden pages, the divine barrier would have been broken before the aftermath of the explosion disappeared.

After the explosion, a three-foot-deep pit appeared in the middle of the alley, and the walls on both sides of the alley were severely damaged. A man suddenly rushed out of the abandoned house just now. He turned his head and looked at the people at the alley, and Jenkins happened to see his face.

"It's him, Provence Lucard! The morgue keeper of the Nolan Third Public Hospital!" (See Chapter 585)

In the recent A-12-02-3320 Resurrection Corpse Incident, Jenkins went to check there with Captain Binsi and the sacrificed Mr. Benz, and happened to meet Lucard, the second-level gifter who concealed his identity. But Jenkins was so overwhelmed by the [Resurrected Corpse] incident at the time that he had no time to care about him. He just thought he was another illegal gift giver who didn't want to register.

He never thought that the next time they met, it would be like this.