The Master of the Strange Realm

He said this, and then realized that his iconic identity feature - the white cat Vanilla was not squatting on his shoulder. He immediately opened his hand to reveal the purple soul emblem. When the purple pentagram appeared, the group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Mr. Candle, you really scared me. If you don't mind, please bring your cat to the next party, otherwise I really don't know how to tell you apart."

Mr. Hood suggested this.

In fact, the others were also wearing hoods or using other disguises, but Jenkins' momentum of breaking into the party was a little too scary, so they were so suspicious.

After confirming each other's identities, a new party officially began. At the end of this branch of the mine, there were some tools and excavation traces left by the miners, and the group stopped here.

Jenkins deliberately chose to stand next to Hathaway, but Hathaway was still very alert to the stranger "Mr. Candle" and subconsciously moved a step to the side.

"My friends, it's great to see all of you again. Last month was terrible. Angels appeared in the city. My God, I never thought this would happen in my life."

This time, Mr. Hood's opening remarks were particularly long, but everyone understood it because it was indeed worth lamenting.

Everyone expressed their own comments and opinions on this matter, so before the exchange of information began, people had revealed a lot of valuable information.

Only Jenkins said nothing. He was very happy to see Mr. Hood again. After all, he was the son of Ryan Sam Kamel and was also entangled by the curse of the Kamel family.

Last week, after Jenkins and the old elf sacrificed Ryan Sam, although the curse was lifted, the other two people related to the Kamel family also entered eternal death. To be honest, Jenkins was a little worried about Mr. Hood.

Now seeing him again and finding that he was fine, Jenkins was of course very happy.

But he was also thinking that as the murderer of Mr. Hood's father, he should be more careful in dealing with the relationship with Mr. Hood. But considering the complicated relationship between Mr. Hood and the cursed old man, he might have really over-thought about this kind of thing.

In addition to paying attention to Mr. Hood, Jenkins focused most of his attention on Hathaway beside him. Maybe he was too obvious. Later, even Miss Magic asked:

"Mr. Candle, you acted a little strange today. You always arrived early in the past, but you were almost late today. Moreover, I noticed that you have been paying attention to Miss Bailing. This is not a good habit. Although she behaves like a young girl, she may be a stronger man than you."

"No, she is indeed a girl. I have confirmed this."

Jenkins thought silently in his heart, and then noticed that everyone was looking at him. So he adjusted his mentality, coughed, and prepared to speak.

Although he was not prepared to attend the party before coming here, since he was already here, he had to behave better:

"Speaking of which, is Mr. Corpse's party about to start? Damn, this week away from Nolan really delayed a lot of things."

While thinking in his heart, he said:

"About the fall of the angel, I actually have more detailed information than all of you."

He carefully considered his words. In addition to wanting to tell his friends part of the truth, he also wanted to "hint" Hathaway about the background of Jenkins' church. Some things can't be concealed forever, and he knew this very well:

"There were four angels who descended on Nolan that day, and you all saw the beam of light that defeated three of them... No, Miss Magic, that was not the divine ritual [Yangyan Cannon] you guessed; no, Mr. Hood, that had nothing to do with B-02-2-8739 [Light of the Heart]. I was in the city center at the time and witnessed the light appearing near the Sage Church and then illuminating the entire sky..."

There was no lie at all, because the apartment rented by the old elf was indeed near the church.

"That was an arrow, at least when I observed it closely, I saw an arrow. As for why the arrow was so powerful, only God knows. Moreover, I vaguely saw a figure drawing a bow near the church, and that figure looked a bit like someone I had investigated before..."

Because Jenkins did not continue to speak, everyone except Hathaway thought that he was unsure of his judgment, so they began to discuss what kind of arrow could kill an angel.

Hathaway's back was already sweating. Mr. Candle's tone was so strange, and he kept looking at her, reminding her that the "Sage Church" had "investigated it before", and she immediately thought of the shameful and timid antique shop apprentice who did not care about the girl's feelings.

"No, this is impossible."

Chapter 1248 Chapter 1227 Tobacco

Hathaway's reason denied this speculation about Jenkins. Although she always knew that Jenkins was mysterious and the level of the gifter was estimated to be very high, she did not think he could shoot an angel.

She had never seen Jenkins use his full strength, so she guessed that Jenkins should be level 6 or 7.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. Mr. Candle wants to use Jenkins' identity to make a fuss."

She told herself in her mind, trying not to appear unusual, while her friends' discussion continued. It has to be said that their guess is actually close to the truth.

"It must be like this! He has the blood of elves, masters some kind of numbered item with great one-time power, and he is a believer in the [God of Lies]!"

Miss Silver Flute said firmly, and Mr. White Cat and Mr. Hood agreed with this conclusion, while Miss Magic secretly looked at Jenkins, guessing whether the person who shot the arrow was him.

"Maybe you don't necessarily have elf blood, but I agree with the last two conclusions. In the past six months, all the major events in this city have been related to the believers of the God of Lies, and I think this time will be no exception. "

Jenkins agreed.

"It must be the blood of elves! When that arrow was shot, I felt the breath of huge life emerging in the city. That feeling was just like the shadow of the World Tree I saw in the strange world five years ago. That kind of atmosphere can never be copied!”

Miss Magic put forward her idea, her tone full of joy.

"I knew that the breath I felt was correct. I rarely make mistakes in this regard. Now I am sure that at least one of the followers of the God of Lies is a descendant of elves. Maybe I can find a way to find him. Recently I happened to be studying ancient rituals from the ancient elven kingdom era.”

"That must have happened many epochs ago. You are really lucky to be able to find research information."

Mr. White Cat said enviously.

"I got the support of an old professor from a local institution of higher learning. He was entrusted by a friend to study the history of elves. Speaking of which, that old professor was the person with the strongest fighting ability I have ever seen. I doubt He can even break my strongest defensive ritual with one punch..."

The topic unconsciously drifted into a strange direction, but that didn't matter. It was Miss Magic's words that reminded Jenkins that he might be able to entrust this learned lady to find out the secrets of the Williamt family, but this might expose Jenkins' true identity.

Hearing the discussion about the elves, Hathaway once again began to wonder if it was Jenkins.

Reason told her that Jenkins did not have that kind of power, but the fact was that in today's era, elven descendants were rarer than winter wildflowers, and the possibility of elven descendants other than the Williamt family appearing in this city was extremely low.

"Could it be that Jenkins' father or brothers are actually followers of the God of Lies?"

Her thinking hit a fork in the road again. After all, she was missing too much crucial information.

"In short, three of the four angels were defeated by that arrow, and the last angel who was seriously injured died in the hands of the Holy Son of the Orthodox Church."

"Oh~Holy Son~"

When Jenkins proposed this piece of information, everyone, including the cranky Hathaway, couldn't help but sigh.

Although everyone covered their faces in various ways, Jenkins could guess the expressions on their faces at this time.

The Son of God has a very special status in the material world. Maybe people are disrespectful when they mention the King, but when it comes to the Son, even the most arrogant people will subconsciously show respect or a similar attitude.

They are the representatives of gods in this vast land, and they are the closest to gods among mortals. Except for those who are completely unbelievers like Alexia, every gifted person with a church background is in awe of the meaning of this.

The height that can only be seen by mortals looking up to the sky is definitely within reach for those lucky ones who are truly favored by God.

"I wonder which Holy Son it is?"

After a long time, Mr. Hood asked cautiously.

Jenkins naturally answers this question:

"My friend told me that there is actually a Holy Son who has been stationed there for a long time in the Nolan area, but this news has never been leaked. Friends, please keep this secret for me. Once it is known to others, , my friends and I will be unlucky."

"certainly."

"this is necessary."

"I see."

"Mr. Candle, we know the secrecy of this matter."

"Which church is the Holy Son?"

The question was asked by Miss Magic, and she seemed interested.

"There's a confidentiality agreement and my friend can't tell me everything."

Jenkins shook his head and explained for his friend. Miss Magic sighed sadly, not knowing what she wanted to do about this.

As for Louise, the newborn angel that day, not many people noticed. Although she entered the battlefield accompanied by the rain of flowers in the city, because she did not show the same huge body and terrifying power as the evil angel, few people knew that there was actually a fifth angel on the scene.

Even Miss Magic, who is always good at observing, failed to notice this. Of course, this may be related to the fact that the angel god has the priesthood of [Lie].

Jenkins didn't want anyone to notice Louise, and all but those on the ground who actually saw her, the image of the newborn angel remained unseen.

The discussion about angels lasted at least half an hour, and everyone was grateful to Mr. Candle for providing so much information. Mr. White Cat suggested that everyone pay Jenkins an extra amount of money, and Jenkins certainly would not refuse.

He has said enough just now, so there is no need to speak in the next exchange of information. As usual, Mr. Hood was still the first to speak. He put his hand into his pocket, then made a fist and placed it between the six people. In his open palm were three complete tobacco strands. I don’t know how he put them. In the pocket without breaking.

"The last time we met, Mr. White Cat mentioned this weird tobacco. I used this month to conduct an investigation and found that it was exactly what Mr. White Cat said. This thing had secretly penetrated into Nolan's body. Among all kinds of people. I found out that they are not shipped from other places, but are made locally, and the manufacturing factory is..."

"What, you directly found the manufacturing factory?"

Mr. White Cat interrupted Mr. Hood in surprise. It was precisely because he mentioned the horror of this kind of tobacco last time that he knew how difficult the investigation was.

Chapter 1249 Chapter 1228 The Calling of Miss Magic and Mr. White Cat

"Yes, I found the approximate location of the manufacturing plant."

Mr. Hood confirmed this again with a nod.

"Actually, I paid attention to this kind of tobacco because Mr. Black Cat mentioned before he left that we have a good personal relationship. An ordinary friend of his has suffered extreme changes in his character and soul because he smoked this kind of stuff for too long. Big twist, that friend was arrested after killing someone the week before Mr. Black Cat left Nolan, so Mr. Black Cat wanted me to find out which force was responsible for this while ensuring my own safety, but I I spent a whole winter and got nothing.”

Mr. White Cat said regretfully.

"I originally gained nothing, but the day after the angel came, I went to visit an elder I knew well to confirm his safety, and then I learned from him that my father... one of my A relative passed away. I found some clues while packing up his belongings.”

The "elder" Mr. Hood refers to is, not surprisingly, the old elf.

In fact, Jenkins was very curious about why Mr. Hood and Old Lensom had completely different personalities even though they were father and son. The former is charitable and charitable, while the latter is selfish.

"Maybe time really can change everything."

He sighed in his heart.

"I unexpectedly discovered in the letter from the relic that my... relative was related to the manufacture of this kind of tobacco. I followed the clues and finally found three adjacent ones in the factory area in the west of the city. The big warehouse is where most of Nolan's tobacco is shipped. I stayed there for three days and found that these warehouses are just distribution centers. The real manufacturing factory is actually in the mining area, where we are standing now. "

"it's here?"

Hathaway asked suspiciously, raising her foot to stomp the dust under her feet.

"Yes, there is a large floating population here, and opening a small factory will not attract attention. And because mining requires burning a lot of fuel, the few small chimneys in the factory will not arouse suspicion at all. But that small factory The factory is very tightly guarded, and I can’t go in to confirm what’s going on inside, so the clues end here. Is there anyone interested in this matter who wants to take a look with me?”

Mr. Hood asked eagerly, but no one answered him.

As soon as I heard about this matter, I knew that some powerful forces were involved. It would not be a good idea to try it with just the six people present.

"Maybe we can report this to the church, and maybe we can get a nice bounty from the black market broker."

In the end, it was Jenkins who made such a suggestion. Mr. Hood once again confirmed that no one wanted to go with him, so he could only nod and regretfully agreed to the idea.

Compared to what Mr. Hood proposed, which could have endless consequences, the information Miss Magic presented was much simpler. She is still tracking down the Pirate King Femixiu, and has made great progress in this short month.

"I found him!"

She excitedly announced to everyone, and then said to herself:

"You all know that Femixiu is a madman. But in fact, he is not always crazy. When I was tracking a group of pirates half a month ago, I accidentally discovered that Femixiu was actually remotely controlling the events in the Broken Islands from Nolan. Naval battle. Now the Nolan navy has temporarily gained the upper hand, and the thief among the seven pirate kings has died here... I think you should know this, after all, the bounty on him in the black market has disappeared... .... Femixiu must have known about this, so he took the risk to send a message to the sea from Nolan, and I happened to capture this and saw his face with my own eyes.”

She said excitedly, then looked at the people standing in a circle:

"How about it, are you interested in this matter? I plan to launch an operation soon. Does anyone want to go with me? I need help. Of course, I am also willing to share the loot with you, but there is something in it that I It must be obtained.”

Miss Magic's words made many people think about it. Unlike what Mr. Hood said, the actions she was going to carry out would only involve a small group of people, and everyone knew the news about this group of people.

This is Nolan. Femixiu won't have too many subordinates, and although he is strong, he is definitely not a demigod. The reason why they have not been caught for so many years is just because the pirates are good at hiding and the sea is too wide.

If there is a fight, even if you fail, you will not necessarily die. This is in sharp contrast to Mr. Hood's plan, which sounds dangerous at first glance.

After thinking for a while, everyone present actually said that they could participate in the action, but if the value of the thing Miss Magic wanted to seek was too high, then she would need to pay the difference in cash.

Miss Magic naturally agrees, and everyone can feel her current joy. As for the specific date of the action, which has not yet been confirmed, Miss Magic asked everyone to pay attention to a magazine called "Sweater Knitting Guide" at all times. This magazine is only published in the spring and autumn, with 32 issues published each year, with an interval of two or three days between each issue.

"I will put the date on the magazine. You can write down the numbers 3-4-12. Once you see a sweater pattern like this in the last picture of a certain issue of the magazine, it means that the date is confirmed. The contact address is there. Correspondence address of the provider of the subimage."

Mr. White Cat spoke next. His words were very simple and straightforward:

"After the angel fell, many alien species hidden in the city were exposed. It is roughly estimated to be close to three figures. Some of them have been found and controlled by the Orthodox Church, but there are still quite a few scattered in the city. I know A group of very dangerous aliens are plotting a conspiracy..."

He hesitated for a moment and briefly introduced:

"That's a group of [Bone Eaters], [Ghouls] and [Frenzy Demons]. They seem to be looking for something in the city. It is expected that within this month, they will attack the 'Fidicli National Bank' that is under construction in the west of the city." The Lan Branch launched an attack, and the information I got was that the treasures they needed were hidden underneath the construction site... The ritual I was learning recently required a lot of [Frenzy Demon] nails and hair, but you know, This kind of material is very hard to find. I plan to intercept them directly at the construction site on the day of their attack... I can pay for it, although these aliens are very rare. Powerful, but I have a batch of [Magic Conches] in my hand.”

PS1: After waking up this morning, I thought about it for a long time and still couldn’t figure out why I set the update of Chapter 2 in the morning yesterday... I was probably too busy. I don’t plan to add more updates, but in order not to destroy the tradition of updating this book every morning and evening, I will update it three times today... I will check it carefully in the future.

PS2: I found a bug that has nothing to do with the main story. In the distant Chapter 56, I called March [The Moon of Earth and Flowers], but later I forgot this name and mistakenly called it [The Moon of Earth and Harvest]. Now corrected, all the words "Earth and Harvest Moon" in this book have been changed to "Earth and Flower Moon". The changes involve chapters 884, 885, 957, and 1041, which can be seen after refreshing.

Fortunately, I didn’t mention this title too much, otherwise the workload would have been too much...

Chapter 1250 Chapter 1229 The war is coming

"Magic conch? A batch?"