The Master of the Strange Realm

The two men chased and fled, and they ran for an unknown distance in the snowy field in the middle of the night. Finally, Jenkins caught up with the man in a dead forest.

Jenkins panted and raised his hand to signal the man in front to stop, while the female ice archer opposite him, with a handsome face, emitted a faint blue light in the dark night, pulled the bowstring and aimed at Jenkins' enemy.

"It turned out to be you."

Jenkins said breathlessly. He hadn't run so long and intensely for a long time. The man in front of him with lifeless eyes was a member of the exploration team that set out in the morning. Jenkins didn't remember his name, but he remembered that this person was a member of the [Church of War and Victory].

"I said, where did you get the steam bomb? I remember that there seems to be no such thing in the supplies we transported this time?"

He asked while tilting his head to the left, and the blue beam flew past his face and hit the dead tree behind him.

With a crackling sound, the beam hit the trunk and left a white dot, and then the white frost spread to the tree. Even without turning around, Jenkins could feel the extreme cold brought by the trees behind him being frozen into ice sculptures.

It was clearly early spring, but the unexpected snowfall brought the night temperature back to winter.

In the cold wind, Jenkins and the ice archer blocked the escaping man one after another, but the opponent didn't care about the archer and still pointed at Jenkins with the index finger of his right hand.

The ice-blue beam just now was emitted from that index finger, and Jenkins could even see the faint snowflake-shaped ice-blue rune on the nail of that finger.

But this is not an ability or a ritual, nor even a numbered item:

"You are not human."

Jenkins said with certainty.

"Did you find it?"

The man calmly repeated the fact.

"Yes, I found it during the day... Can you tell me where the real owner of this face went?"

A black shadow appeared behind Jenkins, and a strange "drip drip" sound appeared in the wind. The black flames swayed around the shadow. If someone could watch this scene now, they would definitely think that Jenkins' body was entangled by the black fire.

"That human was killed by me... Huh? What? You found out a long time ago?"

Chapter 1229 Chapter 1208 Battle on a Snowy Night

The middle-aged man, realizing something was wrong, raised his right foot in black leather boots and stomped on the ground. With this as the center, the invisible shock wave blew away the snow on the ground, revealing the smooth ice surface below.

The snow peeled off layer by layer, and the strange wind blew up the snow on the ground, which was scattered in the air like sand and dust; those dead trees that were inserted into the snow fell in the wind and slid along the ice surface to the distance.

This is not a dead forest in the snowfield at all, but a wide river channel frozen by ice. Someone camouflaged this place in advance, so that the snow surface does not look like ice when stepped on. In the dark night, Jenkins, who was unfamiliar with the nearby terrain, broke in at once, but he didn't know that this was a trap that had been set up long ago.

"I know you are the strongest in that human wizard army. As long as you stay, this team will not be a problem. Human, you are the first opponent I have encountered since I woke up unexpectedly in the ancient times."

"Wizard? What era is this word from?"

Jenkins thought strangely in his heart, at least in this era, the extraordinary people uniformly called themselves "givers". And tracing back to the older era, strange names such as "wizard", "caster", "golden human", "alchemist", etc. have also appeared.

The name "wizard" can be traced back to at least the older era than the 12th era, which was tens of thousands of years ago in the material world.

The wind swept the snowflakes dancing wildly in the air, and the dark clouds covered the two moons. In the dark night, the light arrow shot by the ice archer illuminated the ground, but the light arrow did not hit the target and could only disappear regrettably in the distance of the river.

Commanding the ice archer to continue shooting arrows, while letting the twin demons rush forward, Jenkins kept retreating, but he could never leave this ice surface.

The snow gradually covered his shoulders, and the chill seeping from under the ice made his limbs numb. In a trance, he actually heard the sound of thousands of people chanting in unison. He looked down suddenly and found that the sound came from under the ice.

"Damn, what did I encounter again?"

The flowing flames fell from the cuffs to the ice surface, splashing sparks. The fire corroded the ice, but only left a shallow dent.

This huge ice surface is self-contained, and the power of frost exists in all corners of this solid ice. To break the ice surface, it is quite far away to fight against all the frost forces in the nearby area at the same time, which is almost human power against nature.

The twin demons have exploded, but unfortunately those black demon flames cannot provide light for Jenkins. In the wind and snow, Jenkins summoned a monocle, and wherever he looked, there was mottled power everywhere in the space.

It's not that there is a problem with the space itself, but that there is a problem with those flying snowflakes. These strange snow and ice underfoot seem to form a huge prison in the sky and on the ground, and the only target of the prison is Jenkins.

He clenched the chess piece in his hand and punched the air in front of him. His fist collided with the icy blue light, and a layer of frost immediately formed on his palm, but it was quickly absorbed by the chess piece.

The snow on the endless ice surface had been completely swept up into the sky. The violent snowstorm surrounded Jenkins like a tornado. The extreme cold eroded his body but could not affect his soul.

Although his gradually frozen body slowed him down, his high-spirited soul was like the sun, giving him endless power.

With a spin of his left hand in the air, a translucent ice shield appeared in front of Jenkins, blocking the ice-blue light from the snowstorm. But this was just a passive defense. Jenkins couldn't even find the enemy at this moment.

His eyes could still see the mottled aura, but the aura was scattered everywhere in the air, as if his enemies were everywhere.

This was definitely not a phenomenon that could be explained by the talent of an alien species. The man might have mastered a more terrifying power.

"I am invincible in this weather."

The echoing voice came from all directions, mixed with the creepy singing under the ice, as if a group of people were surrounding Jenkins and repeating the same sentence. He stood still and looked around him, but there was nothing but snow.

"Become one with the blizzard, this is the greatest reward you can get."

Deeper in the ice under his feet, the volume of the strange chanting voices composed of thousands of people reached a new height at this moment. In the drifting snow, the singing even had some romantic colors, but Jenkins only felt that his internal organs were all frozen after the singing entered his ears.

The chill spread from the inside of his body to the whole body, and his body became more stiff. He lacked the experience of fighting in such weather.

"You... turned into drifting snow?"

He said to the air.

"Yes, now I am everywhere and know everything. At this moment, I am the 礻 of this area..."

"God, you have mercy on the world!"

At this moment, a louder and higher prayer came from an invisible distance, interrupting the sound of the flying snowflakes.

A golden light spot appeared in the distance of the horizon, bursting out like a rising sun. The brilliant divine light illuminated everything at this moment, and the warm power finally made Jenkins feel relieved.

"I said, I have long discovered that you are not human. Yes, when you followed the expedition team back to the camp."

No matter how powerful this monster in the form of snowflakes is, it cannot escape Jenkins' eyes. After discovering that someone had mixed in with the exploration team, Jenkins quickly found a way to tell others about his discovery, and the rabbit meat incident was just the final confirmation.

Including his reckless pursuit alone just now, it was all within the plan. Everyone just wanted to see the real purpose of this person who mixed in, so they took the trouble to perform this drama on such a cold night.

However, there were still some accidents. Not long after chasing out, Jenkins found that the large force that was supposed to be hanging behind him seemed to be lost, so he dared to use some abilities that were not convenient to show at the beginning of the battle.

The arrow that was shot in the air just now was not intended to hit, and the arrow that flew to the distance attracted his companions. When those familiar divine light spots appeared in the distance, Jenkins knew that he didn't have to worry.

As a huge team of more than 200 gifted people strode forward, solemn faces came into Jenkins' eyes one by one. Everyone praised the gods loudly. Although everyone had different beliefs, in this era, with the unity of the Church of the True God, these praises and prayers gathered together without any hindrance.

In the brilliant golden light of divine magic, the gifted people walked towards the battlefield in the center of the lake. Wherever they passed, the wind stopped, the snow stopped, the golden light shone on everything, and the power of the gods dispelled the darkness.

Chapter 1230 Chapter 1209 Miracles on Earth

"This is really spectacular."

The golden light in the dark night was like the sun rising from the horizon. Jenkins couldn't help but admire it. It was the first time he saw so many gifted people acting at the same time. Although the number of more than 200 people could not cause qualitative changes, the accumulation of quantity alone was amazing.

Now is a peaceful era, and in those chaotic times, when the church could not systematically cultivate gifted people under order, such a scene was unimaginable.

The whirling snowstorm around Jenkins increased the intensity of the attack, and the whirling snowflakes left scars on Jenkins' cheeks like sharp blades.

But although Jenkins could not find a way to destroy the blizzard, at least his defense was fine.

A green circle appeared on the smooth ice surface, and the shape of a small green tree filled the circle. Jenkins stepped on the soul emblem under his feet and looked at the people walking towards him. Although he was surprised that the emblem would always appear automatically under his feet when he used [Life Origin] with all his strength recently, now was not a good time to think about such things.

"I can't destroy the flying snow you incarnate, but two hundred people can destroy you; I can't melt every snowflake, but the determination of two hundred devout believers can. I really don't know what kind of courage you have to dare to provoke such a team. I hope you can understand at the last moment of your life that a devout heart is the biggest nemesis of monsters like you."

While Jenkins said the beautiful words of not wanting gold pounds, he raised his right hand and injected most of his spirit into the ice chess piece in the palm of his hand. He had long discovered that this chess piece could amplify frost-type abilities, and now that the main force had arrived, he could make some interesting attempts without any scruples.

A light blue light bloomed in Jenkins' raised right fist, and the faint blue turned the fist into a small ball of light. Even Dolores, the legitimate descendant of Stuart, has probably never used this chess piece to this extent.

Amidst the loud praises of the mortals, the light of Jenkins' right fist became stronger and stronger, and finally it even resembled the blue moon falling in the night sky, illuminating everything around him.

White frost silently covered the originally crystal clear ice surface, making even the furious flying snow feel a little heavy.

"Ningbing!"

Jenkins whispered in his heart, while trying hard to recall the illusion that everything stagnated and everything died when he was frozen into an ice sculpture.

He closed his eyes and raised his hands, so he didn't see the faint blue light leaking from his fingers. It suddenly became brighter. Centered on him, within ten feet, everything moving relative to him was slowly decelerating.

In just two seconds, everything within the ball space with a radius of ten feet (about 3.04m) stopped. Snowflakes were floating around him, and the ice crystal fragments next to his boots were still half in contact with the ice. The threads on Jenkins' coat were half inside the ball and half outside. The part outside the ball swayed in the wind, and the part inside the ball remained stationary.

This is still not over. As his mind comes into contact with the crystal chess piece, Jenkins immediately has a different feeling about ice and cold. He looked at the sky and slowly opened his eyes. The light blue light flashed in his eyes for a moment and then disappeared.

The right hand holding the chess piece was stretched out in front of him, and the flowing blue brilliance overflowed from the palm of his hand, constantly stretching and deforming.

And when those tiny rays of light solidified, a bow engraved with snowflake patterns appeared in Jenkins' hands.

He stared down at the white and blue bow like a work of art, not noticing that the snow that was moving more and more slowly ten feet away was converging in the same direction.

Those snowflakes flew to the hills not far away, causing more snow to scatter everywhere.

"Ho~"

With a roar, snowflakes piled up in the depths of darkness, and a huge monster with a face accounting for two-thirds of its body appeared in front of everyone.

Its height is just as high as the hills around it, so in the dark night, this image is not scary, but has an inexplicable sense of humor.

It's just that the distorted image of the monster and the cold air breathed out cannot be faked. It roared at the mortals, and the continuous snow from further away was merging with its body, making it tremble every second. Higher and stronger.

"No, why does the power of existence appear here?"

"Which one exists?"

Jenkins asked loudly, and then did not move forward recklessly, but took a few steps back into the range of the golden light. His colleagues finally came to him. Everyone wearing cotton hats and cotton coats looked at the huge creature in the dark with bright eyes, but no one stopped their prayers and praises because of fear. sound.

"Come with me!"

Jenkins shouted loudly and pulled the bow string in his hand. As the spirit in his body flowed to his hand, a pure golden light arrow appeared in his hand.

"one!"

he shouted, drawing the bowstring to its fullest with all his might. The benefactors around them also raised their right hands and pointed at the night sky in front of them. The continuous golden light made their standing positions seem to be independent of the night sky.

"two!"

Spirits are condensing and gathering, and the golden light arrows are growing continuously between the fingers pulling the strings. The moving gold is like leaping sparks, which is the condensation of the purest magical power.

The benefactors around them simultaneously shouted the name of the righteous god they believed in. This shout caused a chain reaction. Everyone's body spontaneously flashed with the purest golden light, and different magical abilities seemed to merge at this moment. For the sake of oneness.

"three!"

Jenkins shouted loudly and shot the arrow in his hand. Different magical abilities also took effect in the hands of the people around him.

The golden light beneath their feet was like water being drawn away from a lake, merging with the brightest golden arrow in the night sky. The arrow left a bright golden afterimage in the air, and then smashed through the snow wall summoned by the giant snow monster and the creature similar to the snowman that appeared out of thin air.

"Dang~"

As the golden light shot into the monster's head, the sound of a bell seemed to ring in his ears. The monster fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground, causing violent vibrations in the ice beneath its feet. He let out a shrill howl for the last time, and then the snow on his body disintegrated, turning into a pile of huge snow mountains bit by bit.

Watching the mottled aura that represented the monster extinguish little by little, Jenkins took back the posture of drawing the bow upward, and stood at the front of the team with his feet even with the bow, looking into the night.

The prayers behind him gradually disappeared, and there were some noisy celebrations and discussions behind him.

The golden light under everyone's feet disappeared from back to front, and the last ray of light gathered around Jenkins for a long time and refused to disperse. The dissipating light finally seemed to cover him with a fading golden cloak, and when the last speck of light merged with the dark night, Jenkins couldn't help but sigh.

This is not the end, just the beginning. The night is still long.

Chapter 1231 Chapter 1210 March

The giant snow monster was wiped out by everyone, and the only trophy left to them was a blue heart-shaped gem that was later dug out from a snowdrift as high as a mountain.

It is not accurate to call it a gem, but more importantly, after Jenkins's identification (eye observation), it should be listed as a numbered item.

In other words, this is an extraordinary item that can be permanently effective as long as it is not damaged. In this way, the origin of the snow monster that was just killed by everyone must be extraordinary. Creatures like this, whose organs can be solidified into special items after death, can be called mobile natural disasters, and are the most dangerous disasters that can be encountered in peacetime.

Of course, now is not a peaceful time.

When returning to the camp, the group talked a lot, and everyone looked excited. Although the team won a great victory with only one shot, from the harvest, they all knew what a terrible monster their opponent was. Therefore, while celebrating the victory, many people were also privately talking about the origin of the unfamiliar young scribe of the Sage Church.

Although most people did not know the origin of Jenkins, they knew that this must be a strong man specially sent by the Sage Church for the war in the north.

Captain Usia was also very excited to tell Jenkins that what happened tonight would definitely go down in history. Although it was impossible to leave a name for everyone in the library of Beldiran's palace, it was very hopeful to leave an oil painting on the wall of the Loen Church.

"The monster that could transform into nature just now is definitely not inferior to those powerful legion commanders in the Snowman Corps! We succeeded in killing it without any casualties. This is definitely a miracle! I will remember that moment just now for the rest of my life!"

People were very excited. Although Jenkins was happy, he had to return to the tent to rest in advance because he was a little exhausted. But the danger has been lifted, and there are many people who volunteered to keep watch, so he doesn't have to worry about safety issues anymore.

The rash activation of the chess piece just now seems a bit reckless now. Although it has achieved good results and found additional uses for the chess piece, it is almost equivalent to the consumption of using [Mechanical Light] once with full power.

It seems that the chess piece has a great effect, but the ice archer mode can be replaced by the twin demons, and it can be transformed into a bow alone, and it does not have the ability of [Mechanical Light] and [Profane Production] to kill with almost one hit. The only advantage is that the range is very long, and because Jenkins is inexplicably very good at archery, there is almost no need to consider the possibility of missing.