The Master of the Strange Realm

The old elf in the memory was dressed very strangely. Judging from the surrounding environment and astrology, it was undoubtedly summer, but what he was wearing now looked like a traveler traveling on a cold winter night.

Whether it is the pair of heavy boots or the exaggerated coat, although it is suitable for the atmosphere of a secret meeting in the cemetery at night, it is not suitable for this season at all.

Glancing at the old elf who was concentrating on observing the memories, he didn't seem to want to explain this.

"Siam Nord, I know you have nothing to pursue, and I also know that you have lived too long and don't want to pursue that long life anymore. But we are different, Siam Nord, elves will never understand the sorrow of humans!"

Chapter 1133 Chapter 1114 Thirty Years Ago (Part 2) (4/10)

Mr. Rainsam, who was talking to the old elf from thirty years ago, made a loud noise when he spoke, and he looked very angry.

"What's the tragedy of mankind? If I hadn't had to raise money and didn't have time to go with you, one more person would be buried here!"

The old elf couldn't help but raise his voice higher, just enough to suppress the voice of old man Lensam.

"Are you really a human being, Lensam? I don't want to investigate you, but I have known for a long time that you were not born in this era at all! Your life spirit is so weird that you can also be called a human being. Think about it, Lensam! What good will it do to you to provoke the legend of the savior? Do you think you are the one chosen by fate, or do you actually have a great person behind you that I don’t know about? You're stupid, Lensam, we don't have many friends, but now they are buried here forever because of your greedy thoughts! "

At the end of the sentence, the elf's voice was almost louder than the range that human ears can distinguish, but the old man standing opposite him was unmoved.

"How do you know I planned this adventure?"

"Because I picked this up!"

As he spoke, the old elf in the memory opened his hand to the moonlight, so Jenkins could see the ring in his hand.

"Although you never let anyone observe these things in your hands, I can still recognize them. These are yours!"

"I don't recognize this one either, but the style is the same. This is also one of the ten rings!"

Jenkins was sure, and then nodded to the sad-looking old elf next to him. The latter hid the expression on his face, raised his right hand and shook it hard. The familiar white mist instantly enveloped the surroundings. The voices of the two people who were still talking loudly soon became blurred and finally disappeared into the white mist. Deep in the fog.

The music from the music box sounded more and more clearly in my ears, and as the thick fog dissipated, the old elf's apartment appeared in front of me again. Jenkins subconsciously lowered his head to look at the music box, but happened to see it closing automatically.

"It's true that they couldn't see us just now, but why can't we speak? Will doing so change the history of the past?"

"No, no, no, I said it's just a toy."

The old elf patted the music box that had stopped working, and then pointed to his head:

"When entering a certain memory through B-03-5-2996 [Memory Music Box], although the people in the memory cannot see the bystanders, they can sometimes hear the voices of the bystanders. Once this happens, it will change The memory of the memory owner, although it will not cause death, it is still a very troublesome thing... Speaking of which, is Rainsam's ring the ring you are looking for? "

"It should be, but why did he have these rings thirty years ago? I thought he also found the rings from the ancient tomb that Miss Yindi I mentioned just now, but that ancient tomb thirty years ago The tomb hasn’t appeared on the ground yet..."

Jenkins said, frowning as he considered the possibilities. But suddenly I thought that there seemed to be some incredible information in the memory just now, so I asked:

"You just mentioned the savior..."

"Oh, that was a rumor thirty years ago. A gifter who fled to Nolan brought a strange prophecy. She had very strong divination ability. When she was doing divination for everyone, she got a message related to the savior. The information. But that was not accurate at all. Lentham and other people who believed in that prophecy were in bad luck. If I hadn't been unable to leave due to something, I would have been involved. "

The old elf said with a sad look on his face.

"What happened next?"

"Later? There was no later. That group of people went to explore the ancient ruins in York Town, and almost all of them were wiped out. The second memory happened after they came back. After that, no one believed in that prophecy anymore. This incident If I hadn’t mentioned it to you today, I would have almost forgotten it.”

He sighed. Jenkins picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He found that the tea was still hot. It seemed that viewing the memory did not take too long.

"By the way, the ancient ruins they explored thirty years ago was the one that was discovered at the beginning of this year. Before it appeared on the ground due to the earthquake, there was actually a hidden entrance that could be entered, but the church did not Discovered, and the few who knew didn’t say a word about it because they didn’t want to be involved in it anymore.”

"So what qualifications did the woman predict thirty years ago as a savior?"

Hearing this question, the old elf calmly continued to pack up the music box in his hand, but in fact, his heart was trembling. He hesitated for a long time before deciding to speak out. After all, even if he didn't say it, Jenkins would always know.

"Remember when I went to your house last time, did I mention that Ryan Sam was very concerned about your first book? That was not just a simple concern, he just liked the name of the book very much."

"The Stranger's Story Collection?"

Jenkins said.

"Yes, the so-called savior predicted by the woman thirty years ago is the [Stranger]!"

Ignoring Jenkins' shocked expression, the old elf picked up the music box and prepared to take it back to the bedroom as if nothing had happened.

When he came back, Jenkins, who was feeding the cat who had just woken up, had returned to his normal expression, but in fact, he still couldn't get rid of the lingering doubt in his heart.

"When I chose the name for my book, I deliberately wanted to avoid anything related to the extraordinary. There is no ability named [Stranger] in the information of the Church of Sages."

He said so.

"Perhaps the information of the Nolan Parish is insufficient, or perhaps the prophet thirty years ago did not see the real future at all."

The old elf obviously did not want to continue this topic, but Jenkins seemed to have forgotten about the ring and kept looking for various opportunities to find out what happened thirty years ago.

Finally, the old elf was really fed up and agreed to find a time to invite Ryan Sam to his home next week, so that Jenkins could ask him in person what happened thirty years ago.

"Next week? Since today is Sunday, why don't we meet next Monday?"

Jenkins suggested.

The old elf showed a stunned expression on his face, but somehow he agreed. Although Harama Ryan Sam is his long-time friend, he seems to have a better impression of Jenkins.

"So there must be something strange about my elven blood!"

Jenkins confirmed this again and looked forward to finding the answer after preparing the potion.

Chapter 1134 Chapter 1115 The Panic of the Elves (5/10)

"Meow~"

Chocolate, who had just woken up and eaten his fill, called softly, stood up on the sofa and looked around majestically. Jenkins, who was thinking, didn't care about Chocolate, but the old elf's eyes were looking straight at the kitten.

"It's really that one..."

The elf remembered the childhood in the distant past, which had become a little vague. When the elders wanted to quiet the naughty elves, they would often take out the protagonists of some horror stories.

Human society also has such a tradition, but Mary and Robert used the devil in the story or the weird old man living in the dock area to "scare" the three Williamite brothers, while the elves often used more terrifying things.

Such fear is rooted in childhood memories, so that even though the old elf Sienod has left his hometown for so many years, he still remembers those legendary disasters.

"The one who swallowed the moon..."

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly moved his eyes away from the cat who was squinting and stretching. Chocolate glanced at the old elf and saw that he was very sensible, so he didn't take him to heart.

The old elf didn't know that he was only one step away from getting into trouble. He quietly waited for Jenkins to continue asking questions or to decide to find the truth himself. In fact, he also knew some information about the savior dispute at the end of the era, but he originally did not intend to get involved.

But if Jenkins really wanted to seek...

"The World Tree seedling has a special uniqueness. Appearing in such a sensitive era, Jenkins must have obtained a qualification... No, maybe more than one or even more than two. It is bold to estimate that he may have obtained more than half. If he really wants to seek [Stranger], I should probably help him, so as to end the arrangement of fate earlier... Fortunately, I gave up the chance to watch [Epic of Time] by chance 97 years ago, otherwise I would have fallen into the trap of fate... Fate..."

He sighed and continued to wait quietly. Suddenly, his nose twitched, as if he smelled something foul, and then he looked at Jenkins with horror. The last time he discovered Jenkins' identity, he didn't seem so terrified:

"Have you learned abilities related to death?"

"Yes, a very strange ability, [Embrace Death]. I can't find any information in the church."

The old elf Sienod immediately looked like he was about to faint, and then he actually fainted. But fortunately, Jenkins, who can be regarded as Nolan's best healer, was right beside him. He pinched the philtrum to wake up the elf, and at the same time sighed that the body structure of the elf was so similar to that of humans.

"Oh, flowers~"

The old elf who woke up stretched his hands upwards as if he wanted to grab the air, trembling and shouting, and the whole person sat on the sofa and trembled. After a long time, he asked Jenkins in a puzzled look:

"After gaining the power of death, have you ever felt physical discomfort?"

"No, except that I sometimes dream of a huge black cat, I think my body and mind are very healthy."

"It has nothing to do with the black cat."

After taking a quick look at the chocolate, the old elf immediately shook his head and muttered to himself:

"How could this happen..."

"Any questions?"

"[Embracing Death] allows undead aliens favored by the spirit of death to obtain top talents. This is similar to humans' [Sons of Nature], elves' [Immortality of All Things], and mermaids' [Breath of the Sea]. Although every era has There are only one or two who appear, but this is absolutely impossible for a mixed-blood elf like you."

He finally admitted Jenkins's guess about elven blood.

"[Embracing Death] will allow the owner to passively absorb and transform the spirit of death. Even if he does nothing, he can become the top undead mutant. Jenkins, how is this possible..."

The elf actually covered his head as he spoke. Although his hair was completely white, it was still thick.

After hesitating for a while, Jenkins told what happened after looking at [Death's Cloak Fragments]. But the old elf still did not accept the fact that the mixed-blood elf could perfectly reconcile life and death. In his opinion, this was more incredible than a miracle.

"But no matter what, please don't continue to accept the power of death. You are a mixed elf. Ahem, okay, I admit it. So you must be proud of the elf and don't be contaminated by that dirty power."

The old elf advised sincerely.

Although Jenkins did not think that the power of death was "dirty", he did not intend to accept death, so he ostensibly agreed with the old elf's suggestion.

After that, the two talked about the ring again and made an appointment to meet Old Lensom here tomorrow. Then Jenkins sent the unicorn away and then walked to the church with the cat in his arms.

When passing by the hotel where Miss Capet lived, I glanced at the row of windows upstairs, but of course I didn't see that friend. Currently, in addition to the five local churches in Nolan, among the Twelve Orthodox Churches are the [Church of All Things and Nature] (Miss Cape), [Church of the Sun and Justice] (Miss Knight, etc.), [Church of Destiny and Law] (Miss Audrey) and the [Church of Creation and Mechanism] have openly sent people to garrison Nolan for very reasonable reasons.

And even the other three churches that did not openly send people here, they still have people in the local area either overtly or covertly. This is a certain thing. For example, the huntress Miss Warfield has a background in the [Church of War and Victory].

"It's been such an eventful time, but I don't know whether the so-called [Stranger] is real or fake. Where can I find the female fortune teller from thirty years ago? I'm not sure whether she is still alive."

You can see the church door when you turn the corner in front. There are so many believers who come to pray on Sunday afternoon, and no one notices Jenkins among them.

"Thirty years ago...a female fortune teller..."

His walking paused for a moment, then immediately returned to normal. Speaking of which, he did know that a very powerful female diviner came to Nolan thirty years ago, and even knew that she smuggled in by boat with Robert William.

"Could it be Miss Bronyance? She did prepare to come to Nolan thirty years ago, but Robert said she disappeared before the ship docked, so he always believed that he was the only survivor. The identity of the savior who divined Is the female fortune teller Miss Bronyance?”

This question can only be answered by asking in person, but Jenkins had a vague feeling that the demigod diviner would not tell the truth so simply.

Chapter 1135 Chapter 1116 Alien Species (4) (6/10)

I didn't see Dad in the church. He was probably underground or behind the Gate of All Things. Jenkins was also happy not to meet his father, otherwise he would definitely ask why he didn't check the store on Fifth Queen's Avenue.

I thought about going to Miss Bevanna to understand the situation, but Miss Bevanna was not at the church at all. I asked Mr. Pierre Rodney, the director of the Theological Research Department, and found out that a strange incident occurred in the mining area in the east of the city this morning. Miss Bevanna went to deal with the things.

Therefore, Jenkins could only use the excuse of visiting a doctor to go to Captain Binsi's ward empty-handed. When he pushed the door open and walked in, the middle-aged man was leaning on the bedside reading a newspaper. There was an apple cut into several pieces on the bedside table next to him.

After a few polite remarks about today's weather, the two chatted about the news in the newspaper. Jenkins tried a few words. Captain Binsi didn't know about his father's great discovery about the Kamel family, nor did he know much about the woman who lived in the church and was cursed by divine punishment.

He had been resting in the ward all day today, and he didn't even know what happened at the Chengdong Mine that Mr. Rodney just mentioned.

"But I do know a little bit about the city-wide manhunt. The church caught a guy with a [Alien Frenzy] tattoo in the sewer pipe right below the city hall late last night. Sage, although it's not good to say this, but I'm glad I wasn't involved in the action, Jenkins, you have no idea how disgusting the sewer smell was."

He made a frowning movement, and then heard Jenkins ask:

"What kind of alien species was caught? This seems to be the first tattoo discovered by the church after the city-wide search began."

"Fire demon, a kind of alien species born in flames, is similar to the flame spirit but has a life level far lower than the flame spirit. The fire demon's combat power is not very strong. The trouble is that they can transform into flames, as long as there is a cluster of flames that are not destroyed. If you catch it, they can escape. It is a lucky thing to catch it in the smelly sewer pipe. This should be the blessing of the wise."

"Another variant of the fire element?"

"Yes, it's another fire elemental alien."

Captain Binsi nodded, watching Jenkins stop his cat from approaching the apple slices, and smiled and said that he didn't like apples, and chocolate could eat them.

"It has eaten too much today, just now... nothing. Hasn't the church discovered that they are all fire elemental aliens?"

Jenkins almost admitted that he went to visit a friend this afternoon.

"We don't know much about this ritual, and the information about [Alien Frenzy] provided by the Holy See does not involve the need for specific elemental aliens. So I personally guess that this is probably to cooperate with the subsequent sacrifice. Now the church has basically confirmed that the purpose of the cultists is to summon angels? To be honest, I really didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to encounter such a big thing in my life."

"I feel that most of the big things that have happened in the past six months can be compared to summoning angels."

Jenkins said in his heart, but did not speak to refute Captain Binsi.

He also thought in his heart that the tattoo of [Alien Frenzy] must have been improved, so he chose aliens with specific abilities to carry it. After all, the cultists' original intention was not to obtain this dangerous ability, but to directly summon the killing angel.

But Jenkins still had doubts about what they were going to do. Jenkins had already taken three-quarters of the Son of God's umbilical cord, leaving only the last quarter as a bridge of communication. Even if the blood sacrifice was done perfectly, it would only allow one angel to descend into the material world. And this was not a problem at all, as Jenkins still had a drop of divinity in his hand that he had not used.

"There must be something I didn't expect."

He thought to himself, and saw the dark clouds floating from the horizon, and it looked like it was going to rain again.

It was not until dinner time that I saw Dad in the church. For some reason, he was not wearing the same clothes as when he left the antique shop in the morning, but when he saw Jenkins, his first question was to ask him why he was here.

"There was not much business in the morning, so I came directly to the church after lunch. Captain Binsi saw me at two o'clock, and he can help me prove it."

Even though Jenkins said this, Dad still looked at him with suspicion, as if he had actually used today's free time to cause trouble again.