The Master of the Strange Realm

"I really didn't expect that it would be such a small thing that led to the resumption of war."

"Little things?"

The short lady shook her head and laughed: "Do you think what happened to Nolan yesterday was a trivial matter?"

Jenkins couldn't help but be speechless. Although there was a lot of noise and many casualties yesterday, no god appeared in front of the stage from beginning to end. At the end of the fight, not even a terrifying sealed subspace evil object appeared.

He solved all this without even using his divinity. Although the process was somewhat twists and turns, compared with previous experiences, this was indeed a small matter in Jenkins' mind.

"Let's not talk about it anymore. How was your experience in the Frozen Tower? Did you find the information you wanted?"

"Oh, Jenkins, it seems I underestimated that place."

She said in a regretful tone, but still had that relaxed expression on her face.

"The access rights that Miss Stuart can apply for can only allow me to visit the library on the ground floor. Although the books there are also very interesting, what I want is obviously not there. And I only have 12 hours, Nothing to see at all. I was really disappointed that I even missed a perfect banquet in order to go to the tower..."

The corner of Jenkins' mouth trembled. Of course he knew that Alexia also hoped to attend the dinner on the 28th. But fate likes to play tricks, and if Julia hadn't been willing to help in the end, Jenkins would have had to hope that the chocolate's last golden hair would work.

"But if that golden cat hair had been used on the 28th, Chocolate would not have been able to return to the Evergreen Forest in time with the sword yesterday. Thinking about it this way, this is not a bad thing..."

"Meow~"

The cat meowed unhappily. In fact, it was very willing to help Jenkins on the 28th, so that no human woman would invade its territory. It's a pity that fate plays tricks on cats...

After this they talked for a while about Miss Stuart's brother, poor Howard Stuart. He has been imprisoned by Miss Stuart since that night.

In the royal capital, it is absolutely impossible for a prince to disappear "reasonably". Therefore, Miss Stuart will take him out in public every few days recently, which makes the interrogation very difficult, because it is necessary to ensure that the little prince's face and mobility will not be affected.

But in general the thirteen-year-old boy was not a strong-willed man, and as it happened, none of his men were strong-willed. Although it is difficult to obtain all the information immediately after half a week of interrogation, at least things about the tree house have been clarified.

"Treehouse is helping one of Dolores' eldest brothers or sisters. Harward doesn't even know who is being used as a pawn. He doesn't know the reason why Treehouse appears. He only knows that they are very powerful. That group People act very cautiously, even if we killed a Level 7 Gifter that night, there was no follow-up action.”

"This is Loen after all. The number of demigods in the Orthodox Church will not be less than that in the Nolan Diocese."

Jenkins nodded, and then asked:

"Then why does Tree House support Wang Xuan? To expand its own power by interfering in politics? Or is it for the unknown savior's emblem?"

"I don't know, Harward Stuart is not even a public stormtrooper. At most, he can only be regarded as a rotten egg used to disgust us. He knows very little information, but one of them may be somewhat useful to you. value."

"oh?"

He motioned for Alexia to continue.

"The tree house is not only involved in the affairs of the Kingdom of Hampavo. The city of Beldilan of the Kingdom of Fidictri, which is facing a change of throne, also has their arrangements. Even in the Kingdom of Chesland, where the throne is very stable, the upper-class nobles There is also a figure in the tree house, and the one next to Duke Antak is obviously not the only one. "

"This is starting to get more interesting."

Jenkins looked out the window at the silent night and whispered.

Staying at Alexia's place until late at night, the two had dinner together and walked in the snow to enjoy the night view. Of course this is cat-walking in name, but Chocolate has always been hiding in Jenkins' clothes. Only occasionally will the cat's head stick out from the gap between the buttons, curiously looking at the exotic night.

It was already late at night when I returned to Nolan after kissing Alexia goodbye. Jenkins' body felt some muscle soreness when he tried to get up because he had been lying down for too long.

But the cat didn't seem to be doing anything wrong. This may be because it usually looked like it was lying on the mat with nothing to do.

Chocolate looked a little lively, so Jenkins gave it some midnight snacks, then closed his eyes again and went to the star realm to meet Rakul. The cat paced in front of the fireplace, quietly looking at Jenkins from the corner of his eye, trying to see if he had really left.

Seeing that there was no response even when she swiped his face with her tail, Chocolate meowed happily and then left the house through the small door under the door with cheerful steps.

The kitten shuttled through the city at extremely fast speeds, and soon came to the dense fog area surrounding the city. But it just meowed impatiently, then swung its tail and continued moving forward, and soon saw the giant tree standing in the evergreen forest and forest from a distance.

Chapter 931 Chapter 914 God and Cat

In just one day, hundreds of years seemed to have passed in the dark forest. The trees in the forest have become taller and taller, and more types of plants have taken root in the forest.

The wooden house built by the church was surrounded by the expanding forest at noon, but the church thought it was a good thing because this forest was not hostile to humans. It was the life spirit that burst out from it that healed the seriously injured dragons and the gifters last night.

Even if the guards were strict, it would be difficult for humans to see a kitten shuttle through the forest on such a night. Even if the cat did not use extraordinary abilities, its small size and the slight breath from Jenkins were enough for the forest to cover it.

Soon they came to the center of the forest, but the quiet open space was not empty. The Tan tree under the tree could illuminate Hathaway's slightly nervous face. Obviously, she also broke in without permission.

The cat felt that the cake he had set his eyes on might be taken away by someone else.

The red-haired girl wore a robe and a hood, carefully hiding her dazzling red hair. Seeing that there was really no one around, only the rustling of leaves, he summoned the music box and placed it by the pond under the tree.

She put the music box where it was, then stepped back, knelt on one knee, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and pretended to pray.

The wind moved, and the chocolate on the treetops was a little cold. But Jenkins was not around, and it could not find a place to shelter from the wind, and its mood became even worse.

As the girl prayed in a low voice, the music box on the ground burst into colorful light. It rose into the air little by little, and the white light gradually became stronger. The pleasant music finally completely covered other sounds. It was an ancient nursery rhyme.

The fallen leaves and grass leaves on the ground were swept by the wind and flew around the open space, temporarily blocking the cat's vision. When the light and wind disappeared, in the tune of the nursery rhyme, a strange woman in a white robe with a pure white light appeared by the pool.

Her face could not be seen from any direction, and the woman's appearance seemed to cause the wind in the forest to sing softly. She looked very sacred, and when she turned to look at Hathaway, who was praying with her hands clasped in front of her chest, the girl's body shook subconsciously.

"My Lord..."

This is obviously the God of Music, but he did not descend directly as a saint with the help of a human body. It is more like he built an energy body for a short time through believers praying to holy objects such as statues, and only a wisp of consciousness came to the material world.

It was a thin but slender woman. The god showed a gentle smile to the unhappy cat in the bushes, raised his hand and placed it on Hathaway's slightly lowered head, then turned and walked towards the towering tree.

The white light extended to the white jade-like right hand. The woman's hand went straight into the tree trunk, and after just a few seconds, she touched out a plain and unadorned broken bone.

This bone seemed to have the property of absorbing light, and it exuded a terrifying momentum in the dark night. The black color formed a sharp contrast with the holy white hand of the god, but the great one quickly suppressed it and completely suppressed the power of this priesthood.

There are more than one god with priesthoods such as [Undead] and [Death], but the materialized broken priesthood is really rare. The birth of the God of Music was later than the birth of this sword. Although its origin is unknown, it really gave birth to the [Undead] priesthood.

The cat looked at the things taken away by the God of Music with some regret. That was the dessert it had already reserved. But it was taken away. After all, Chocolate didn't want to be a god, so he didn't need the priesthood; Jenkins couldn't get the [Undead] priesthood now, otherwise it would cause bloodline conflicts and make the [World Tree Seedling] unable to wake up completely.

Hathaway didn't dare to look up, so she didn't know what her god was doing now. Therefore, she missed the opportunity to see Chocolate. The cat has now walked out of the dense forest with cat steps and stared at the god quietly.

"I know you think it belongs to you, but now it can appear, my dagger is one of the key reasons. Moreover, he has already got the sword."

The god's elegant voice echoed in the air, and Hathaway knew that it was not said to her.

"Meow~"

She heard the cat's cry, and the cry sounded a little familiar. But now she no longer had the energy to think about it. The god she believed in appeared in front of her, which made the girl a little dazed. When the music box moved tonight, it was her first time to directly contact the oracle. Unexpectedly, it actually guided the god to come.

Jenkins could barely resist the mental induction of chocolate, but Hathaway obviously couldn't. Even if she raised her head, she might not recognize the chocolate now.

"I can give you some compensation."

"Meow~"

Hathaway didn't know whether this absurd night was meaningful to history, but she at least understood that the cat communicating with the gods must be no less than the existence of gods.

"I know you need a lot of divinity to recover yourself, I think this should be enough."

It seemed that something thrilling appeared in the air in front of her, but Hathaway didn't dare to look up. She silently recited the prayer in her heart, and excitement and excitement filled her heart.

"Meow~"

It was impossible to hear the emotional fluctuations of the mysterious visitor, but it seemed that the transaction should be successful. Hathaway thought she was "watching" a major occasion, but she couldn't tell anyone about her experience tonight.

After not hearing the cat's voice for a long time, the red-haired girl still lowered her head and dared not move. Suddenly, she felt the soft and warm hands falling on her head again, and the spirit in her body suddenly became agitated.

"You did a good job, Hathaway Isabella Hesha."

"My Lord..."

The girl's voice was trembling.

"Keep going along the current path, this is the right path."

Hathaway couldn't speak anymore.

"This is a reward for you."

The new power merged into Hathaway's soul. She closed her eyes and tried to remember the experience of this moment. When she opened her eyes again, she could no longer feel the ancient and sacred god in front of her.

Carefully raising her head, the open space under the giant tree returned to tranquility again. The quiet two-color moonlight penetrated the dense branches, making this empty area barely bright. The shadows of the trees swayed, and the breeze danced with the bushes, as if nothing had happened.

But the music box in front of the pool had disappeared. It was originally a prop made to make the gods appear temporarily. Hathaway had a headache. If Jenkins asked, how should she explain the disappearance of this item, but soon she was happy because of the new power.

PS: How can you think that the God of Music helped Jenkins to curry favor with him? (Covering face) This also makes the gods look too tasteless (covering face).

Chapter 932 Chapter 915 Temporary Calm

Under the canopy of the giant tree in the center of the Evergreen Forest, Hathaway was not aware of what had just happened, nor was she aware that Chocolate was still watching her in the dense forest. The cat had understood everything that had happened since Jenkins heard that "the evil god's son appeared in New Truman City". It was not just the God of Lies in the past who was concerned about the priesthood.

As the first false god involved in the Son of God incident, the God of Music's plan was obviously more sophisticated.

Chocolate was not surprised by this. After all, it was born in the ancient times before [Wonderful Music] appeared, and it was very clear how this god appeared.

"Meow~Hiccup~"

Originally, she wanted to call out, but she didn't expect to burp loudly in the middle. The cat immediately stretched out her front paws to cover her mouth, and then looked around vigilantly, but she only saw an owl with bright eyes on the tree behind her.

"Meow~"

Pah~

The owl on the tree fell straight down to the bottom of the tree, and after a few seconds, it flew up again tremblingly, but it felt like it had forgotten something very important.

"Meow~"

The cat watched Hathaway tighten her robe and hurried away before jumping down from the tree. The cat swiftly passed through the open space and finally stopped under the giant tree.

He squatted there obediently, raised his head and looked up at the top of the giant tree, and moved again after a long time. Although Jenkins didn't know what happened tonight, the cat felt that he had to leave something for him.

Jenkins, whose soul was talking to the Star Spirit in the astral world, naturally didn't know about his pet's "generous behavior". He was asking the Star Spirit to help check the situation of the holy sword, hoping to know the truth about this weapon.

"Obviously, it is A-12-1-0044 [Skull Sword of the Dead Soul]. It's just that its power has been greatly reduced, and it has been tainted with the breath of life. I'm surprised it didn't break because of this. This is really a weapon that can only be born by a miracle."

"Miracle?"

"Yes."

Lakul nodded very affirmatively. She stretched out her hand and wiped it in the sea of ​​stars. A miniaturized transparent model of the towering tree in the Evergreen Forest appeared between the two of them.

"This tree has given birth to a very simple spiritual wisdom to a certain extent. The accumulation of a large number of life spirits will always lead to such a situation. When death, which is opposed to life, appears, the giant tree connected to the entire forest has an instinctive reaction of resistance..."

Lakul said calmly. She didn't want to lie to Jenkins, and this was not a lie. After all, no one under the priesthood of [Lie] could hide it from Jenkins. She just didn't explain that the dagger made of the world tree gifted by a certain god was the important prop that connected the bloodline and the forest. Even if someone told Jenkins about the elves at this point in time, that character could never be her.

The Protoss also glimpsed the "Epic of Years" of this era at the beginning of this era, and it was clear that all the fate nodes had been marked in the book. If you want to resist fate, the end will probably be the same as the puppet that exploded under the Blizzard Mountain Villa.

"... plus my power, it led to the birth of this weapon. The starry sky is ancient and can accommodate almost everything. It is a combination of death and life at the same time, which is very similar to the current state of this weapon."

Jenkins nodded while listening. He could accept this statement. He was just a little confused about the coincidence, but coincidence always accompanied him. Thinking about it this way, what happened yesterday seemed to be a matter of course.

"Oh, I also want to thank you for your help. If it weren't for the help of the starry sky, I don't think I would have been able to defeat the sword so easily."

"You don't need to thank me, this is our contract. And helping you defeat the sword is also conducive to the peace of the material world. Although my people will not easily interfere in the affairs of the material world, we also don't want the world to have extra unnecessary turmoil at the critical juncture at the end of the era."

Jenkins didn't know what the Protoss usually did in the astral world, but this was a world without the concept of time and space. Even if the scenery of the sea of ​​stars was charming, it would always feel boring for thousands of years.

Every time I came to see Lakul, she always stood among the stars with a book in her arms, as if she was waiting for Jenkins to appear.

Later, I realized that the Protoss were not material creatures, but a collection of concepts and energy, and were a species just below God. I turned into a human to meet Jenkins, probably just to facilitate communication between the two sides.

I really started to suffer from insomnia since I came back from the Star Realm. I woke up at six o'clock on Sunday morning. While making breakfast for Chocolate, I was thinking about today's events. Then I found that Chocolate's appetite was not very good today, and Jenkins was very worried about its health.

Tonight was originally a full moon night, and the elves' potion could be prepared. But the three key materials, the wooden heart, were all consumed by Jenkins on the day of the decisive battle with the Skeleton Sword.

The consumption of the three wooden hearts played an important role in promoting the final success, but this meant that Jenkins had to repurchase the wooden hearts, which not only consumed gold pounds, but most importantly, it was quite troublesome.

"Eat more."

He rubbed Chocolate's chin with his fingertips, but the cat yawned uninterested. It liked Jenkins's craftsmanship very much, and would eat all the food allocated to it at breakfast, but today there was still one third left.

"Are you okay?"

Jenkins became more and more worried, while Chocolate stood up and walked around the dining table, showing that he was in good health.

He rubbed its belly at the risk of being scratched by the cat, but found no suspicious lumps or lumps. Jenkins could only temporarily assume that Chocolate had no appetite this morning, but if it was still like this tomorrow, he would consider making an appointment with a veterinarian.

The most important thing today was to go to the opera house to watch the first performance of the opera in the evening. Thinking that he would have nothing to do during the day, he went to the church to inquire about the situation.

The old man looked very busy, and just said hello to Jenkins and left. But by chance, he met Professor Burns on the steps of the church's public library. He walked down from the library with a stack of books. Those books were very ordinary history books, and they were shaky as if they could fall down at any time.

"There is a very important open class next week. I borrowed some books to prepare to revise the lesson plan."

The professor said, because the pile of books was blocking the view, and when Jenkins walked to his side, the two realized that they were acquaintances.

The Skeleton Sword disappeared, and the professor, as a non-field staff, basically had nothing to do. But the professor had been in the church for the past two days, so he knew a lot of first-hand information.