The Master of the Strange Realm

Outside the dilapidated window, the huge bright yellow moon was right in front of him. The moon was so close to the ground that Jenkins had the illusion that he could touch it by extending his hand out of the window.

"This is..."

He looked down at the stone statue of Miss Silver Flute lying on the dirty carpet that almost blended into the floor, and then realized that he had probably come to the decaying Nolan city again.

Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him. Looking back, he saw a fat humanoid monster holding a butcher knife standing at the door.

Its height made it have to lower its head to enter the bedroom door. Its skin was black, just like the monster Jenkins had seen a few days ago. He was wearing a thin sleeveless top that almost blended into his skin, and a square helmet on his head.

This helmet looked like a metal barrel, because there were no holes for eyes or noses. The bronze helmet was angular, and the complicated and repeated engraved patterns on the slender surface that Jenkins could see made people confused.

Hualala~

The handle of the butcher knife was connected to an iron chain, which was wrapped around the butcher's arm. When it swung the butcher knife, the sound of the iron chain made Jenkins understand that it was an enemy.

Clang~

The butcher knife was thrown towards the squatting man in the room, and the man raised his sword to block it. The two weapons collided, sparks flew, and Jenkins, who had not adjusted his center of gravity, was knocked to the ground by the huge force.

Then he heard the iron chain pulling back the butcher knife, and then heavy footsteps strode towards him.

Jenkins immediately rolled on the dirty carpet, and after jumping up, the butcher knife chopped down heavily, almost hitting his face on the floor. Not scared, he took advantage of his rolling momentum, jumped up with one hand holding the floor, and stabbed a sword at the side of the fat butcher who was pulling the knife from the floor.

But the opponent's skin was quite thick, and this sword did not have much effect.

When the butcher turned slowly, Jenkins also moved with its turning movement. When he tried to hit it again from behind, because the swinging of the sword delayed his movement, the swing came to the butcher knife was approaching.

He raised his sword to block at his side, and then swung the sword again with the force of the butcher's knife being rebounded. But this sword hit the iron chain wrapped around the butcher's thick black arm. Although he was knocked back and fell by Jenkins' rebound force, his body was not injured.

"Good opportunity!"

Because of the fall, the butcher fell on the stone statue of Miss Silver Flute, but his hands supported the ground and his chest was wide open. Jenkins saw this opportunity and jumped up. While falling, he held the hilt of the White Bone Holy Sword with both hands. With a roar, he thrust the blade of the sword into the opponent's chest.

It let out a beast-like wail, and its body fell backwards and collapsed on the ground. When its arms landed on the ground, they bounced several times on the floor. The corpse quickly turned into coal dust and disappeared into the air, leaving nothing for Jenkins, including the weapon.

Not caring about his lack of gains, Jenkins quickly came to the door of the bedroom and looked at the half-collapsed corridor outside. After making sure there was no second monster, he turned back to the room to check the stone statue of Miss Silver Flute.

She was still alive, and the ability points in the [Eye of Truth] were still shining, so Jenkins guessed that this was a state of suspended animation.

The stone statue, which was covered with a lot of dust on the floor, should have appeared recently, because the dust on other objects in the room was thicker. It was in a curled-up lying posture, as if it was avoiding something, but because its face was blocked by its arms, Jenkins could not see its expression.

He put his hand on the arm of the stone statue, closed his eyes and relaxed his mind, and easily felt the rich vitality inside the stone statue. As if instinctively controlling the silent vitality to flow in the torso, at the same time, [Origin of Life] invested more vitality into the stone statue, and gathered with those life forces like a pool of stagnant water, and it ran more and more smoothly in the stone statue.

Crack~

The sound of stone breaking appeared clearly in his ears, and Jenkins immediately understood that this was effective. As he further guided the vitality, the stone statue broke into pieces. Ten minutes later, except for the feet, all the stones covering Miss Silver Flute had disappeared.

Her consciousness was also waking up quickly. When her confused eyes opened, she saw the strange man squatting in front of her at first sight.

"I am Mr. Candle, Mr. Candle without a cat."

Only those who participated in the last party understood this sentence, so Miss Silver Flute understood the other party's identity. Only then did she see what he was doing, so she immediately thanked him.

"Rather than thanking you, I need to know where this is and what's going on with you."

Jenkins clapped his hands and stood up, watching the stones on his feet all peel off. Then he reached out and pulled Miss Silver Flute up, and then looked at the bright moon outside the window:

"Of course, we'd better move to a safer place."

"There is no safe place anymore. If you kill the monster in the corridor, I think this is the safest place."

Miss Silver Flute was also curious about how Jenkins found her. She had now revealed her true face, and her current location was also the location of her home, which meant that Mr. Candle knew everything about her.

Jenkins shrugged when he heard this question, saying that he just strayed into this world and accidentally came to this place and found her. Miss Silver Flute certainly didn't believe in any accidents, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Miss Yindi actually knew the reason for Nolan's appearance in this strangely decayed building. She stood up and took a deep breath, as if she was not used to the air here, and then took the initiative to mention her situation and the situation outside:

"Remember what I mentioned at Mr. Hood's last party?"

Chapter 1296 Chapter 1275 Doomsday Illusion

"Last party? Of course you remember. You said you found a mysterious place with a stable entrance and invited everyone to explore it together. I suggested that you sell this information to the church instead of taking the risk yourself... You Didn’t sell it, but really went on an adventure to the treacherous land and failed?”

Jenkins asked in surprise. He didn't expect Miss Yindi to be so bold.

"If you really failed, how could you see me here? I entered that strange place alone, but I didn't expect that I was not the only one who found the entrance. A total of six people entered the strange place. And that strange place is one of those rare places where there is not only one way to leave.”

Jenkins has never been in this situation.

"I was the first to come out of the treacherous realm. After returning to Nolan, the entrance disappeared. I thought this would end like this, so I returned home with peace of mind. A few hours later, I fell Entering this world and encountering the monster in the hallway.”

Jenkins had just told her that the monster was dead.

"After the first fall, I used some means to escape, and then I realized that although I passed through the treacherous realm, the other five companions definitely caused big trouble, and allowed the weirdness in the enchanted realm to flow into the material world. Yes. , I know this situation now, this is the scene in the strange world, the host of the strange world calls it - the doomsday illusion. "

She spoke a long paragraph in one breath and had to stop for a break. Jenkins took the opportunity to interject:

"Wait, you mean you left once? How could that be..."

"Yes, there is no normal access here, at least that's what I think. I consumed a precious material and used my ability to return to the material world, but was pulled back again six hours later... I knew I couldn't escape, so I hid here in a state of suspended animation, waiting for the turn of events after waking up. Mr. Candle, I really want to thank you this time. If you didn't show up, I think I would really die here. ”

She said it sincerely, but Jenkins would not be happy about it. Although it was pleasant to learn the information about the so-called [Doomsday Vision] from Miss Silver Flute, Jenkins was very surprised by what she said about the inability to enter and exit normally.

He had also entered and left the doomsday illusion not long ago, and he left casually. He didn't feel any difficulty at that time. He originally wanted to tell Miss Yindi about this, but Miss Yindi was still talking:

"From my experience in the strange place, I almost understood the truth of this declining city. This is a collection of countless doomsday memories, a garbage dump made of accumulated fragments of the past. The yellow moon outside the window, the poison dispersed in the air, Those filthy creatures that turned into soot after death, as well as the ubiquitous whispers and murmurs, are all memories of the past... Decline has truly come to Nolan now, but it has not yet completely reconciled with the real world. overlapping.

But I don't know how to get out of here, sorry. "

"Then how did you leave the strange place?"

Jenkins believes this could be an important clue.

"The area of ​​the strange world I experienced was large enough to cover the main urban area of ​​Nolan. It was the largest strange world I have experienced so far. But the rules are quite simple - kill any monster like the one outside the corridor. Take their tokens and return them to the announcer of the rules of the treacherous world, and a door will be opened.

Although it is a strange situation of martial arts, it is not difficult. I hated this kind of place, so I killed one of them nearby and left. I think that my companions should have conducted an in-depth investigation of this declining Nolan, which led to all this. "

So now Jenkins just figured out that Nolan in [Doomsday Fantasy] is the product of superimposing the power of the fantasy world with Nolan in the material world after the power of the fantasy world flows out. It exists parallel to the real Nolan, but it also covers the real Nolan bit by bit. Jenkins walked in during the last walk, which is important evidence.

According to Miss Yindi, the city illuminated by the yellow moon is full of dangers, but at least you can act at will if you are cautious. Once the yellow moon falls, the city shrouded in eternal darkness will be the real place of death.

"But that's quite rare, and it has to meet certain conditions. Mr. Candle, you don't need to worry. I just happened to encounter Huang Yue's fall when I was pulled in for the second time. Oh, I don't want to recall what I experienced at that time. But that’s why I’d rather be petrified than continue exploring.”

Miss Yindi didn't know the necessary conditions for Huang Yue to fall. There was no such weird phenomenon in the strange situation she experienced.

Jenkins understands her fear and hopes to find a way back. But first, he tried to return to Loen using magnet projection, and found that it was successful. It seems that there is no problem in placing a phantom in Loen and then using the phantom to bring back the real body.

He just tried, but did not fully activate the [real phantom] to prevent him from being unable to return once he leaves this world.

"Yes, I felt dizzy just now. It was my ability that was at work."

Jenkins casually explained the reason for the uncontrollable physical body in the projection state, and then looked out the window again.

"Since no one has any clues now, why not take me to see the announcer of the rules of the treacherous realm. It might still be in its original location, and we might be able to find out something if we take a look."

The location where Miss Yindi and the other six people entered the treacherous realm was the clock tower in the center of Nolan City. The announcer of the rules of the enchanted realm was at the top of the clock tower.

In the current situation where air movement is impossible, it is not easy to walk from St. George Street in the west of the city.

Even as soon as he walked out of Miss Silver Flute's home and into the dilapidated neighborhood, Jenkins discovered a problem.

“Is there an empty lot next door to your house?”

He asked, pointing to the place that used to belong to his home. It was now a flat grassland, and several black sunflowers with human faces were swaying in the stinking wind. They were whispering, but it was hard to hear what was being said.

"I have also noticed this. This is not the only building that has disappeared. I discovered in the strange world that the Sage Church in the city center was missing; when I fell in for the first time in a dream, I discovered that The Temple of the Sea in Docklands is gone.”

Miss Yindi patiently explained, nervously looking at the black humanoid monster wandering on the street. This time it looked like a nun, but it was very tall and held a heavy scepter with metal caps on both ends.

"So what was your next door originally?"

Even though he knew the issue was sensitive, at this point in his conversation, Jenkins would arouse suspicion if he didn't ask. He seriously suspected that it was because this "false god" lived there that the house was like a church blessed by a god and would not appear in the illusion.

"The person who lives next door to me is Jenkins Willamette. I think you should have heard of it. He is the famous young writer. But I think the disappearance of his house has nothing to do with him as a person, but with the house. It’s related to the original owner. You know, I’ve heard rumors that Fifth Queen’s Avenue was blocked at the end of last year because the house next to me was actually the house where the evil god’s son was born. This is probably the reason why the doomsday illusion cannot cover this place. ”

The reason was so good that even Jenkins was convinced. The two of them left here and officially entered the dilapidated city. They walked through the streets and alleys with sewage flowing, using wooden planks to move above the damaged buildings. Occasionally they encountered monsters that they had to face, and they cooperated with each other to make small moves. Kill it, then leave before more monsters arrive.

Most of the monsters they encountered turned into soot after death, but the few that did not comply with this rule were extremely powerful, and even Jenkins could not easily deal with them. He guessed from this that the soot monsters and other monsters did not come from the same doomsday. This idea was also supported by Miss Silver Flute.

This section of the road is very difficult to walk. Although Jenkins is strong enough, he does not dare to fight with a large number of enemies. They had to make frequent detours, which made the already long journey even more difficult.

During this period, Jenkins told Miss Yindi that he was able to leave here. The latter was a little surprised, but not troubled. In her mind, even in the worst-case scenario, at least someone would be able to take away the cause of her death.

Jenkins also tried to ask Alexia for help, but the short lady could not enter here through the spiritual magnet projection. After activating the magnet, she came to the corresponding location in the real world.

Jenkins doesn't understand the principle. He is here in real form now and has not tried to project in.

The bright yellow moon hangs in the sky. The huge yellow moon cannot be watched for a long time, otherwise the uncontrollable panic will make people crazy.

Jenkins and Miss Yindi were lying down in the attic of the apartment facing the street to rest. The reason why they were lying down was because the roof of the attic had been ripped off. If they stood up, they would be discovered by nearby monsters.

The yellow halo shone on them, making the two normally normal people look a little crazy.

"are you OK?"

Miss Yindi is good at conjurations, and in such a silent city, for the sake of safety, they rarely use loud abilities. So the main force just now was Jenkins holding the sword. Although Miss Yindi recognized that the sword belonged to the believers of lies, she said nothing.

"I'm fine, but this is the first time I feel that Nolan is so big, and we're not even a fifth of the progress, right?"

Jenkins said distressedly. He felt a little thirsty and wanted to go back to Loen to drink something, but he was afraid that this would irritate his companions.

He looked up and wanted to continue talking about this place, but found that he was the only one left in the attic. I was shocked and used the [Eye of Truth] to observe, only to find that Miss Yindi was still in her original position.

"Why...she returned to the real world!"

Chapter 1297 Chapter 1276 Nolan’s Disaster

Subconsciously, he reached out to grab her arm, but quickly retracted his hand. It is known that Jenkins was in the material world just now and directly contacted Miss Yindi in the doomsday illusion, and then he also came in; then assuming that he in the illusion came into contact with a woman in the real world, Miss Yindi who finally got out might be will be pulled back.

But this was a good thing. After confirming that Miss Silver Flute was really no longer here, Jenkins immediately used [Real Phantom] to return to Loen, then activated the magnet in his closet, and then returned to the real Nolan.

When he opened his eyes and saw that it was a rainy night in early spring outside, Jenkins breathed a sigh of relief.

He left his home again, climbed up to the second floor of his neighbor's house and entered her house through the window (the main door was locked by Jenkins just now), made a cup of tea, and saw Miss Silver Flute returning from the moonlit night twenty minutes later.

The middle-aged woman was soaked, but she looked quite happy.

"Mr. Candle, I'm really happy to see you. I won't mind if you use my kitchen without permission."

"How did you get out of the [Doomsday Fantasy] just now?"

Jenkins put down the teacup and became more interested in this matter.

"I don't know either. We were talking the last second, and the next second I appeared in someone else's attic. Fortunately, the family was asleep, otherwise I would have to lie there for a while... No more, Mr. Candle, I'm leaving Nolan now!"

This was the response method Miss Silver Flute got after thinking about it. She learned from Jenkins not long ago that he had been in and out of the Doomsday Fantasy. Combined with her own experience, she guessed that the decaying city would pull the selected people in and spit them out every once in a while until the target died.

Although I don't know how much of this speculation is true, since each time you enter and exit, you are at the corresponding location, then staying away from Nolan should be able to avoid being pulled in again.

"Mr. Candle, I will repay you for saving me. But I have to leave now. This is my temporary address. If you have something to do recently, you can come here to find me. I will come back after this matter is settled... Oh, it seems that the doomsday illusion is gradually superimposed on the real world. I think if I leave it alone, it won't take long for the Nolan city area to completely become like that, and there will be no reality or illusion.

So if you have time, please tell the church about this. I know you have friends in the Sage Church."

After she finished speaking, she hurried away with her packed luggage, and didn't even care that Jenkins stood in her house and didn't leave.

Looking at the other person's back, Jenkins could only hope that Miss Silver Flute was safe. He didn't want to see Miss Silver Flute's stone statue in the city illuminated by the yellow moon one day.

This crisis is no less than the crisis brought by the skull sword. After all, if it really develops as expected, Nolan may be removed from the list. Jenkins wanted to solve this matter, but he didn't even know how to enter that world again.

So after closing the door for Miss Silver Flute, he went to the black market in the rain and entrusted the broker to send the information about [Doomsday Fantasy] and the strange land to the church.

This scale of things cannot be solved by one person alone, and his current strength is not enough to suppress the monsters in the entire city.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when he returned to Loen. Dolores had gone to rest, and Alexia was still waiting for Jenkins to come back.

Jenkins told the details of what happened at night, and the short lady also agreed with his approach. At the same time, she also speculated about the distorted phenomena that Jenkins encountered in the strange world, which was related to the disaster at the end of the era:

"A few months ago, I heard from you that at the end of each era, there will be a final disaster that will befall the material world, so I started looking for relevant information. The so-called doomsday illusion seems to be to put all the disasters in history that can be vaguely seen in history into a city, such as the poisonous fog and the yellow moon you mentioned, but we still know too little and cannot find the corresponding era for each anomaly."

Jenkins agreed with Alexia's opinion, and he had guessed that all the strange worlds came from the world owned by the master. He and the professor experienced a strange world without an ending. The theme of that strange world was also disaster. Therefore, he guessed that there was a master with the power of time outside the material world.

In this way, the strange world that Miss Silver Flute experienced was most likely from the world of that master. This is a good opportunity. If possible, Jenkins really wants to learn in detail what kind of disasters and pains the ancestors of the material world have experienced in the past years.

[Doomsday Fantasy] If the overlap with Nolan really happens, it will inevitably lead to the disappearance of the entire Nolan and even a world disaster. Jenkins probably thought too deeply about this matter. In his dream at night, he dreamed of the decayed city, those weird monsters and the bright yellow moon again.

Later, he dreamed of chocolate again. The chocolate became taller than the mountain, and then swallowed the yellow moon in one gulp, and burped with satisfaction. Because the cat's face is so big, Jenkins can observe the trembling of each cat hair and the delicate expression of the chocolate cat face.

"What kind of a hell dream is this~"

Jenkins asked himself when he woke up in the morning, covering his forehead, thinking that the reason for this dream is that you dream at night if you think about it during the day. The cat was also awakened by Jenkins's sitting up. Realizing that it was not even six o'clock, he looked at him with some concern, worried that Jenkins was not getting enough sleep.