The Master of the Strange Realm

Jenkins replied firmly that the blue aura of the alien species cannot be hidden.

"Humanity......"

The old elf did not question Jenkins' conclusion. He put down the teacup, squinted his eyes and thought for a while before saying:

"My old friend has always been mysterious. Even I don't know his true origin. I only know that he has been living aimlessly. I rarely see him doing anything positive. If he is a human being, then he should It belongs to a subspecies of human that is similar to ordinary humans, but I can’t figure out what race it is.”

There are many subspecies of humans, and even some weird races, such as vampires, are considered to be subspecies of humans. However, some of these subspecies are very different from normal humans and are therefore considered new races, that is, alien species; while some races only have a few more special abilities or appearance characteristics than ordinary humans, and are not truly distinguished from humans. open.

"Stop talking about that, he brought me an important piece of news this afternoon. Oh, the flowers, this is really amazing."

He said with a mysterious look on his face. When he saw Jenkins looking over seriously, he whispered:

"Those cultists who believe in evil gods want to summon angels!"

As he wished, he saw the surprised expression on Jenkins' face, but what surprised Jenkins was not the angel. He had known it for a long time. What surprised him was that Mr. Linesam was really well-informed.

"You didn't mislead me on purpose, right? Is this all a trap?"

Because it was too much of a coincidence, Jenkins had to be cautious about doubting everything. But he immediately remembered the Impermanence card from the morning. That thing couldn't be faked. Even if a cultist doesn't want to summon angels, he will definitely encounter things related to angels recently.

"This news is very important. Is there any more specific news?"

Jenkins asked hurriedly.

"There is indeed some news. Those cultists who believe in the evil god [Lord of Slaughter] are trying to conduct a powerful blood sacrifice in Nolan by summoning the killing angel. They claim that the end of the era is coming, and the only way to avoid the era is The way of the last cataclysm is to gain eternal life after the horrific killings.”

"Another cataclysm at the end of the era? Recently, many evil god sects have been claiming to try to avoid disasters. For example, the [Light Chaser Club] claims to turn into light and be with God, and the [Gear Craftsmen Guild] wants to We want human beings to be freed from the shackles of the fragile human body..."

Jenkins muttered softly, hoping that the old elf could express some opinions on the "catastrophe at the end of the era", but the elf did not want to continue this topic.

"The ritual of summoning angels is complex and difficult, so they can only find other ways to perform it. The ritual is divided into three parts. First, it requires high-level power as a bridge to connect to higher dimensions; then there is the blood sacrifice ceremony, which is essential Only by killing can you please the evil god; finally, there is [Alien Frenzy]. The origin of this ritual is the alien [Killing Angel], and the source of this alien species is the real angel under the evil god - the 'Killing Angel' Deterioration. The power of [Alien Frenzy] can accurately summon the angels of the evil god!"

The old elf said in one breath, stretching out a finger after every point he said. After stretching out three fingers, he concluded:

"The high-level power is said to be related to the Son of the Evil God some time ago; the blood sacrifice ceremony may have been completed, or most of it was completed, and there was no time to stop it; as for the alien craze, multiple groups were prepared for this ceremony at the same time. Even if the Zhengshen Church now obtains the information, it would It's also difficult to prevent it from being completed, Nolan, there's another disaster coming!"

The old man sighed and twisted his body, as if he was not used to the soft sofa.

Jenkins shook his head:

"Is this a disaster? If the angels of the evil god come, then the Righteous Church can also call for the angels to come. Mr. Siam Nord, the church can even pray to the gods and ask the gods to come to earth. Is it difficult to summon angels? "

Hearing what Jenkins said, the old elf smiled:

"So your understanding of those complex magical rituals that are close to miracles is far from enough. Then let me explain it. Of course, the Zhengshen Church can also summon angels, but you have to know that gods come to mortals. It depends on the great one's own strength, and mortals just send out 'invitations'; but when angels come, they need mortals to provide support, and the method of summoning angels mastered by the Righteous God Church in this era is not as simple as one or two hours. It can be done. Without knowing the specific time of the arrival of the evil angel, it is impossible for a mortal to accurately summon the angel at the right time; and it is even more impossible to summon the angel immediately and maintain it until the evil angel appears. , the cost of this is unimaginable.”

"In other words, once the killing angel of the evil god really appears, unless the church knows the specific time in advance, mortals will have to resist the angels alone for a period of time before the angel of the righteous god can descend to earth."

Jenkins thought for a moment and concluded.

"That's right, so even if the evil angels really appear, they will not pose a threat to the entire continent. The good angels will appear sooner or later. But although this matter will not develop into the undead disaster some time ago, it will There are still risks.”

The old elf nodded and agreed with this statement.

Compared with the complicated angel descending ceremony, it is certainly faster and simpler to let the gods descend to earth. But both Jenkins and the old elf knew that this was simply impossible. Calling the gods on the grounds of fighting angels would never be ignored by the gods. It's as if Jenkins is tired of the pet chicken fostered by Mr. Goodman's house next door, but still can't save his face to attack it.

PS: Lingua Franca is similar to English. When addressing the third person, there is no honorific title like Japanese, and there is no difference between "you" and "you". You is used here only for convenience. In fact, it is just an ordinary personal pronoun.

Chapter 1100 Chapter 1082 The Last Material

"Meow~"

During the conversation between Jenkins and the old elf, the sleeping cat next to him meowed like a dreamy cat, and then rubbed his body on the sofa, seemingly trying to find a softer position. The cat also slept while sleeping. Dishonest.

"Jenkins, if you want to prevent such a disaster, the most feasible way is to find the high-level powers that cultists use to build bridges. After all, blood sacrifices cannot be stopped, and those tattoos are too difficult to crack."

"I have found it."

Since he met the old elf, he has never told any lies, and he is sincerely friendly to Jenkins. Based on the confidential conversation just now, Jenkins decided to trust him.

"It is the umbilical cord of the Son of God, the umbilical cord divided into four parts."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the basement, and came back soon with a small glass bottle filled with yellow-gray turbid liquid.

In the liquid in the glass bottle, blood threads were swimming like tapeworms, and there was something dark floating in the bottle. Just looking at it makes you feel sick, but it's not a physical discomfort, it's a mental one. The umbilical cord has the ability to radiate harmful effects around like an out-of-control source of pollution, and Jenkins sometimes treats it like a radioactive metal.

"The umbilical cord of the Son of God?"

The old elf didn't shy away from anything. He bent slightly and looked at the bottle with squinted eyes. Then he suddenly leaned back again, frowning as if he was about to vomit.

It took him a while to recover.

"It is indeed the umbilical cord of the Son of God. Even if it is not, it is enough to use this thing as a source of power and a bridge for the coming of angels."

He picked up the tea cup and took a big sip. Jenkins saw that at his temples, the blood vessels were slightly bulging and hopping.

"What I have here are only two of the four umbilical cords. If this bottle does not fall into the hands of the cultists, does it mean that the angel will never come?"

Jenkins asked again.

"No, I have never seen the umbilical cord of the Son of God before, but I have seen something more terrifying than this in my hometown. According to my estimation, it does not need to be complete. A quarter of the umbilical cord can be used with the ritual to summon angels. . Prepare four copies of this thing, probably because the cultists are cautious, or they are planning to summon more than one angel."

The old elf's expression was very solemn:

"Williamt, if you want to save Nolan, you must at least find the remaining two small sections of the umbilical cord, otherwise the killing angel will come sooner or later."

"Why are you so sure I want to save Nolan?"

Jenkins asked an interesting question.

"Because you are destined to be the savior."

"Um?"

The old elf obviously knew more than Jenkins thought. His words simply made it clear that he knew about the "Savior's Emblem".

But just as he refused to tell Jenkins about the elf bloodline, the old elf was also unwilling to talk more about the savior.

He just told Jenkins that he came to the material world from his hometown because of an accident. He thought he would die here of old age, but now he has found hope of returning home.

"If possible, I still hope that I can be buried by the Yinma Lake in my hometown, and sleep with the evergreen Wood Forest."

He said with a sigh, and then prepared to stand up and leave. But Jenkins stopped him, not because he wanted to force the old elf to reveal things he didn't want to say, but because he heard an interesting place name.

"Yinma Lake?"

"What, what's the problem?"

asked the old elf.

"Please wait a moment."

Jenkins did not explain, but turned around again and went to the basement and took out the note left for him by the elf Salamanda.

The note contained a complete potion recipe and a secret message that needed to be interpreted in Elvish. The content was:

[The sunset by Yinma Lake is the love of my life. 】

"Have you met other elves?"

After just glancing at the note, the old elf asked, and it was more like an exclamation than a question.

"Yes, do you know this potion formula? What does this secret message mean?"

"I can't answer this question, but please remember the name [Yinma Lake]."

He said this, the first half of the sentence was a lie.

"Are you still short of ingredients for this potion?"

After thinking for a while, the old elf asked again.

"There is still a thousand-year wooden heart missing."

Jenkins answered honestly, looking down at the note and tossing and turning in his heart.

"Come to me to pick it up on the weekend, I happen to have one. The next full moon night is coming soon, you may be able to prepare the potion at that time... Don't worry, the young elf who gave you the formula, There shouldn’t be any malice.”

He said this, and then mentioned that Mr. Halama Rainsam was a loyal reader of Jenkins' "Stories from a Stranger" and hoped to get his autographed book, and then left without looking back.

Jenkins stood in front of the window and looked at the figure of the old elf for a long time without saying a word. He was more and more confused about his own bloodline.

Before going to bed, he also dealt with the round bead that could gain new abilities from Miss Magic. After thinking it over again, Jenkins still did not use it. He had the Holy Sword of Bones and did not lack the abilities of the undead, so the bead was finally placed in the box in the basement, together with Professor Burns's gift box (Chapter 702). Jenkins planned to sell it on the black market when he had time.

(Finnie is praying...)

Because of the serious lack of sleep time, Jenkins couldn't get up after being woken up by chocolate on Thursday morning. The cat made a fuss for a while, and then calmed down. It let Jenkins take a nap for half an hour before reminding him again that it was time to get up.

He yawned and ate breakfast while listening to the sound of rain. When he went out, he was startled by the sound of thunder. Today's rain is much heavier than the drizzle last week. The wind swept the rain down, and the umbrella was actually not very useful.

So Jenkins chose to take a carriage to his father's antique shop, which was rare, but when he got off the carriage, he found that the antique shop was locked and there was no one inside.

"Oh, Jenkins, Dad left you a letter."

The neighbor of the antique shop is Aunt Sally's grocery store. Aunt Sally is a kind old lady. When Jenkins first became an apprentice, he asked her for cat-raising skills. Aunt Sally heard the noise next door and came out to see Jenkins. According to her, Dad left the antique shop half an hour ago, and he looked hurried as if he had something urgent.

He only left a letter, asking Aunt Sally to tell Jenkins that today was a holiday, and told him not to forget to study.

Since he didn't have to go to work today, Jenkins got on the carriage again and went to the church. He asked for a quiet office room and claimed that he wanted to sort out the way to treat the plague.

PS: I realized that I haven't mentioned the pocket watch chain that can foreshadow danger for a long time. Well, at the end of this volume, it was retired with a reasonable reason.

Chapter 1101 Chapter 1083 Going Home

He said he was going to sort out the materials, but in fact he took a nap on the table. After waking up, he picked up a pen to write down the knowledge about the plague in the Holy Sword of Bones.

What he wrote was indeed the way to treat the plague infected people who were not dead, but this did not mean that the plague was no longer harmful.

First, the corpse plague could not be completely prevented, because Jenkins did not know how Pompeii had improved this plague. Second, although there are systematic treatment methods, this treatment process is quite complicated. A complete course of treatment includes but is not limited to low-temperature fire roasting, poison extraction acupuncture, burial alive in the Yin land and other strange methods.

To completely cure those infected with the plague, at least 5 courses of treatment are required, which will take about 3 months.

The complex means and long process doomed it to be impossible to fully promote this to the public. But at least compared with the more complex supernatural power healing methods and expensive [universal potion] diluents currently used, this method with very little cost and low material requirements can indeed help a lot.

Jenkins handed in the report before lunch, and then met his father in the courtyard behind the temple complex.

He looked worried and walked very fast, as if he wanted to go to the clinic.

"Dad..."

"I have something important to do. If you have something to talk about, go to the store tonight. If you have nothing to do, don't forget to give me the reading notes tomorrow."

Without even giving Jenkins a chance to say hello, his father hurried away.

Jenkins was very interested in his busy day, so he wanted to find Captain Binxi to find out the news.

But unfortunately, Captain Binxi and his team were not in the church either, which was a new thing, because his team was responsible for the church's security this month.

"Did he go out on a field trip?"

Jenkins stood in the courtyard and wondered, squinting his eyes to see the flowerbed in the garden where the fantasy flower seeds were buried. Now Chocolate was completely uninterested in this flowerbed. Even if he was taken to the church by Jenkins, he would no longer lie there and observe the soil.

Since there was nothing to do in the afternoon, Jenkins wrote to Hathaway and Britney, inviting them to go to the opera house to watch a play in the evening.

While waiting for a reply, he thought about going to see the girl Louise so that he could reply to Finnie.

Because the alley where Louise's house was located was close to Privet Drive, Jenkins first detoured to the Williamette family on Privet Drive.

Today was Thursday, and Robert, who needed to go to work, and John, who needed to go to school, were not at home. But in addition to the children's mother Mary Williamette, the eldest brother Newman Williamette was also at home.

Jenkins originally thought that he would not be able to return to Norland until the middle of next month after he followed the professor on a visiting study trip.

"Oh, look who's here? Little Jenkins, you have been home too few times recently. Since Robert took us back from the trip, you have hardly come back. Are you angry that we didn't take you out?"

Mary asked half-blamingly, and Jenkins was embarrassed because he didn't know how to explain what he had been doing recently.

The mother and her two children had a long conversation on this leisurely rainy afternoon. Since Jenkins was present, Mary naturally would not forget the topic of marriage.

This topic was brought up when Newman announced to Jenkins that he had confirmed that his wedding date would be January next year. At that time, Newman and his classmate's fiancée had time, and the second half of this year was enough to prepare for their wedding and house issues.

It was obvious that after marrying, Newman could not live in Privet Drive or in the small apartment assigned by the school.

"Originally, the family of the girl named Loblos didn't want to get married so soon. Their planned wedding date was two years later. But since they heard that you were about to be promoted to Viscount, the family's attitude became enthusiastic. Originally, they wanted to I’m getting married later this year, but you know, Jenkins, I have a lot on my plate every fall semester.”

Newman complained, not shying away from the somewhat sensitive topic just because Jenkins was here.

Jenkins subconsciously looked at Mary's expression, but the boys' mother didn't say anything. Instead, she looked at Jenkins with a serious look:

"Jenkins, Newman's marriage has been decided. Thanks to you, things between your brother John and Miss Hoover are going very smoothly. But you, Jenkins, please tell us about the secret you brought home last time. Miss Nivik. Newman happened to be away last time, so he hadn’t seen that pretty girl yet.”