The Master of the Strange Realm

For the seven members of the church, the person in front of them is undoubtedly the real culprit who caused everything tonight, and the huge black shadow behind him should be the most powerful individual among the black shadows that attacked the city. The aura of this evil man is very bad. Although he looks like a human being, he gives off the feeling of a vague and mysterious creature.

Therefore, the demigods of the church did not act rashly, but waited for the other three colleagues who were cleaning up the chaos in the city to solve the problem before taking action together.

And for that man who was one against seven, he certainly didn't dare to fight against seven demigods who had undergone systematic training. All of this is for waiting. Tonight's action is not about how many people are killed, but...

He lowered his head and looked at the five circular depressions on the clay tablet in his hand. Half of a black gemstone had been embedded in the uppermost depression.

“It’s all for the greater good!”

The fire dyed the night sky red, and no one was destined to sleep peacefully this night. Under the silent night sky was the noisy Loen, and the eight people in the sky looked at each other wordlessly.

The huge black shadow was the most active one. It tried to leave behind the man holding the clay tablet several times, but as long as it was more than three feet away from his body, it would be bounced back by the golden light.

This is a method used by the demigods of the Zhengshen Church. The original intention is to prevent the battle in the sky from spreading below. The actual effect is that in the strategic stage where the enemy cannot move and we cannot move, no one can use additional methods to interfere with the battle situation below.

Mr. Rossier of the Sage Church is naturally one of the seven people in the sky. Among all the people currently, he is the only one with the most relaxed attitude. Except for occasionally looking at the dark outskirts of Loen behind him, his attention was always on the city below him, and he did not feel anxious because of such a boring confrontation.

"He's finally here!"

Bright golden light burst out from the mountains behind, like the morning sun rising from the horizon. Mr. Rossière was delighted and looked there with others who didn't understand what was happening.

The golden brilliance shining from the darkest snow-capped mountains arrived in front of them in an instant. The solemn-faced Holy Son, Jenkins, was wearing a white robe, holding a scripture in one hand and a scepter in the other.

But this scepter is not a scepter that symbolizes the identity of the Holy Son and is condensed from magical power. This is more like a cane with three vines spiraling around each other and eventually twisting into one.

It is not straight, but its curved shape is very much like a small tree. Emerald green brilliance and fluorescence wrapped around the scepter, but it was covered by the golden magical light of the Holy Son.

Looking at his opponent with faintly purple eyes, Jenkins paused for a second on the clay tablet held by the stranger, and then held the scepter across his chest in his right hand.

With a slight hum, a green ring appeared from under his feet, and at the same time, the scepter held horizontally also emitted an emerald green luster.

With the blessing of the new weapon, the soul emblem expanded to cover the entire city in an instant. The power of the Holy Son form continued to flow into the scepter in his hand. When the power accumulated to the extreme, Jenkins held the scepter horizontally with one hand. The scepter rotated ninety degrees, and then thrust it into the foot.

It was clear that there was only air under their feet, but everyone heard the sound of tree roots digging into the soil. Following this action, a green shock wave erupted and swept across the city as the huge ring soul emblem expanded.

Wherever the power of life and magic passed, the black shadow instantly exploded into black mist and dissipated, and as long as there was still a breath left, all the injured began to slowly heal. Although this burst of power cannot bring the dead back to life, at least there is no need to worry about losing another life.

The citizens in the city looked up at the sky and could only see the faint moonlight and a few faint points of light. The purple star was particularly shining. Jenkins exhaled slowly, and the green halo under his feet shrank, and the magical luster was also due to too much power loss, leaving only a faint brilliance.

The demigods unanimously bent down to salute him. They all saw what kind of power this man used.

"But is the power of the Holy Son so powerful?"

Of course, there are such questions, but none of the demigods present have ever been exposed to the Holy Son in peak combat status, so they are just questions in their hearts.

"Did this operation be predicted in advance? Unexpectedly, Loen actually has a holy son of the church. The Zhengshen Church should not be underestimated."

The man holding the clay tablet said with an unchanging expression, as if he didn't even care that the black shadow in the city was wiped out with one blow. He glanced at the black gem embedded in the clay tablet. Although it was still incomplete, it at least met the minimum requirement.

"No, I wasn't sent here in advance. It's just that I didn't have time to leave after the sudden change in the far north. You chose an inappropriate time."

Jenkins said that at this moment, the power of the Holy Son could only keep him flying in the sky and blur his face. Although the move just now looked gorgeous, it really consumed too much energy.

"If I guess correctly, you are from [Tree House], right?"

He asked, and the man holding the clay tablet frowned slightly:

"It seems that it was indeed exposed."

In fact, nothing was revealed. Jenkins just asked the memory on the altar some things before leaving the underground, some of which could be said and some of which could not be said. The most important thing is the information related to "Chapter of Disaster". The acquisition of this ability is not a secret, because it is not the emblem of the savior, so the memory tells Jenkins all the secrets.

Chapter 1318 Chapter 1296 Fierce Fight on a Moonlit Night

Obtaining the ability [Child of Disaster (Red Martial Arts)] does not require any rituals. All that is required is to cause five large-scale disasters while holding a copy of the "Chapter of Disaster".

The copy of the poem will gain power from each disaster. When all five powers are gained, the ability will be formed.

Because of this, Jenkins could deduce that the people holding the clay tablet at the moment were the people in the tree house. After all, only that group of people were interested in this kind of terrifying and evil ability.

"If you choose to surrender, I can fight for a good interrogation environment for you. I still have this right."

Jenkins said that he actually didn't expect to be able to persuade the other party. He was waiting for his companions to take action, but he didn't know that the demigods were waiting for him, the Holy Son, to take the lead.

"Do you think it's all over, His Royal Highness the Son? Here is a very interesting question. When you can only choose one of the two options: [Save the city below] and [Chase the enemy], what will you do? Which one to choose?”

the man asked loudly, and Jenkins noticed the large, strange black shadow squirming behind him.

"The city has been saved."

Jenkins replied loudly.

"So I gave it a new crisis."

Before he finished speaking, the huge black shadow behind the man swelled again. The wind roared and black lightning struck overhead, hitting the black figure's head just in time.

There was a huge explosion, and the huge black shadow was forced to self-destruct with all its power. The violent spirit instantly impacted the nine people in the sky, forcing them to fall to the ground, while the man holding the clay tablet took advantage of the momentum and flew into the distance.

"Just a reminder, if you don't stop him, the next chain reaction will destroy Lun."

He laughed and flew towards the distant mountains, and above the city, the disorderly and frantic spirit produced by the self-destruction also affected the shadow world parallel to the material world. Seeing that the situation was not going well, the demigods did not care to pursue, and immediately took action to stabilize the flow of spirits and disperse the invasion of shadows. Jenkins didn't understand elemental balance and wasn't good at shadow power, so he frowned and pretended to lose strength and fainted in the air. Mr. Rosier quickly hugged him and sent him to the ground.

In the city of Loen, a light blue light kept flashing around Alexia. She held her blue cube in her hand, and the light soothed the restless shadows around her like a rippling tide.

Dolores looked at the sky worriedly, yearning for those people flying freely. Chocolate stood on the railing next to her, and the shadow was afraid of its existence. As long as the cat stood here, the power of the shadow world was impossible. impact the city.

Above the dark mountains, the man holding the clay tablet was already somewhat exhausted. Panting heavily, he landed on the top of the snow-capped mountains. Here, he looked back and saw only dots of Rune's lights submerged in the darkness.

Regardless of his appearance, the man fell down on the snow and looked at his clay tablet in the moonlight. The first depression had been completely filled with broken black gems.

He laughed wildly on the deserted mountain top, and his crazy laughter echoed in the mountains. Suddenly there was a strange noise, and the man subconsciously raised his arm to block it. The unique crispness of metal impact flashed with sparks. He rolled on the spot, and then saw snowmen surrounding him from all directions, as well as a man with a vague face standing in the distance.

"Who are you?"

He asked loudly, and when the other party didn't answer, he said in a very affirmative tone:

"Believers of the God of Lies! It's true. I guessed before the action that you guys would definitely show up. I didn't expect that you actually predicted my retreat route in advance."

"How come everyone seems to be able to guess me?"

Jenkins, whose real body stayed in Loen, used the projection to return to the Ice and Snow Palace, and then led the snowman army in a hurry, thought about it. He took back his scepter and took his sword, silently ordering the snowmen to start attacking.

Dozens of snowmen pounced on the man standing on the top of the mountain, instantly burying him in a pile of snowmen. But the next moment, fiery red magma gushes out of the snow, and with a whistle-like sound, hot steam spurts in all directions, and the nearby snowmen melt half of their bodies.

"You are not a demigod, but I am. Who gave you the courage to fight me alone?"

The blood vessels on the surface of the body are bulging, glowing dimly red like magma in the earth's veins. The man's body seemed to be burning. In fact, he had melted more than half of the snow on the top of the mountain.

"I think the current situation doesn't seem like I'm going to challenge you one-on-one, right?"

Jenkins said sarcastically, the holy sword in his hand reflecting the cold light against the moonlight. This cold light and the sword light swept across the snow surface, and the white brilliance even dimmed the starry sky for a few seconds. But the sword light passed through the human body, and what fell on the snow was not human body fragments, just some burning obsidian.

Jenkins was stunned for a moment, and then the snowmen stepped aside to repair. He hurriedly walked over, used his sword to open up the pile of stones, and saw a series of paper charms placed in the center:

"Damn it, he escaped a long time ago. This is a scapegoat!"

He cursed angrily and looked at the silent night with slightly purple eyes, but could no longer find his opponent.

(Chocolate Run...)

After Jenkins settled the snowman army, canceled the projection and returned to his body, he did not hear the words "strange ceiling" when he woke up, so he could only say "strange ceiling" to himself, and then he was almost ignored The nun who was waiting for him to wake up thought he was crazy.

He was "in coma" for only half an hour, but the chaos in the city was over. After the enemy disappeared, the city's huge self-healing function was activated, and the move used by Jenkins when he appeared restored most of the wounded, so the riot ended after the demigods re-stabilized the spiritual balance.

Just standing in front of the window, you can still hear the police patrolling on the road outside the church shouting loudly, asking citizens to stay at home and not go out. A lot of things happened tonight. Even though the demigods in [Tree House] have retreated, the affairs of Dolores's brothers and sisters are far from over.

Mr. Rosier was still busy, and after Jenkins woke up he received a letter from Alexia's messenger, so he didn't worry about his cat and girls.

He asked the church to prepare some food, and sat alone in the room waiting for Mr. Rossière to come back, and the two of them would talk about what happened.

Thinking of the escaped man again and "Chapter of Disaster", Jenkins sighed heavily, holding the cup and turned to look at the sky outside the window. This night with two full moons was not peaceful, but the starry sky was still as deserted as it had been for thousands of years.

Chapter 1319 Chapter 1297 Summary after the War

The elven altar just now had Jenkins' [Spirit Strike Cane] as the core, supplemented by the complex World Tree Broken Sword and Terralia Demonic Wooden Pipe. The memory of the conversation with Jenkins changed the original belongings. The extraordinary cane of Class B was transformed into a gift of Class C.

The compatibility of these three materials is very good. The modified cane can even be deformed at will because it has the activity of a plant. In addition to the current basic cane form, the longer scepter like before can also be changed, but this change is limited to the "staff" form, and it is impossible to transform a shield for him to use.

From now on, Jenkins' main weapons will be the holy sword and the cane. Although the holy sword can only be used when disguised as identity, and the cane can only be used when Jenkins is identified as Jenkins, it is still very happy to have an extra weapon at hand. of.

Before leaving, he talked about the "Chapter of Disaster" with that memory, and he learned how to obtain the ability [Son of Disaster]. It should be said that it is a rare and unique ability, and the method of obtaining it is also so unique.

[Treehouse] deliberately planned to obtain this ritual, and even did not hesitate to imitate the mad poet from thousands of years ago and initiate disaster. Judging from today's situation, even without Nolan's replica of the slate, they did succeed, and such a thing is likely to happen four more times across the continent.

"So, could the turmoil in Loen and the changes in the far north two weeks ago also be part of the [Son of Disaster]?"

He thought for a while and confirmed this idea. But when I came into close contact with the opponent just now, I saw only one depression being filled in. This shows that the disaster a few weeks ago was not successful because of Jenkins' timely intervention.

"Then the tobacco thing, could it be related to this? At present, we only know that the [Scent and Appreciation Committee] is related to those strange tobaccos, and there is no evidence that [Tree House] is involved, but this matter must be taken seriously, maybe I can tell the church about the [Son of Disaster]. Anyway, this is not the emblem of the savior, and even if it is true, I cannot take the initiative to obtain it. Although the power is very tempting, the identity of the savior is also very important. But I’m not an unscrupulous person.”

Thinking of this, he took the initiative to wipe it on the table in front of him, and immediately constructed the stone slab of "Disaster Poems". He has done similar things many times recently, so he is very familiar with reading and writing them.

"What a disaster~"

Sighing in his heart, he touched the stone slab with his palms. As soon as his skin came into contact with it, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and countless colored lines appeared in front of his eyes. Then Jenkins' eyes were filled with blood, he snorted softly, and almost fell off the chair.

"How come, how come you see the line of fate now?"

He covered his head in pain and lay on the table, and it took him a long time to recover. When he raised his head out of breath, he was surprised to find that the top depression on the stone slab in front of him had been filled with a flawless white gem.

"Oh~"

He once again covered his forehead because of a headache, but this time it was not because he was really hurt, but because he was in a bad mood. Summoning the light spot of his own ability, sure enough, the blank bubble obtained by swallowing the "root" is now filled with ambiguous colorful brilliance.

This is what the memory under the altar of the World Tree mentioned, the "unfinished" form of this ability that requires long prerequisites. This form's ability is completely unusable unless it is erased using something like B-12-4-4432 [Water of the Styx].

When Mr. Rossier returned to the church to see Jenkins, he was struggling to wipe the dried blood from his eyes with a towel. When he asked the nun for warm water and towels just now, he really shocked the young girls.

Now that Mr. Rossier is back, Jenkins also understands that tonight's affairs are temporarily over. So they followed him to the office. Two equally tired men sat across from each other in a room shrouded in gas light. They both felt that they might not be able to sleep tonight.

"Saint Willamt, your eyes..."

The demigod asked hesitantly.

"The power I just used was a bit uncontrollable. After all, it was a power given by the gods. When mortals like us use it, there will inevitably be some problems."

Jenkins casually explained that he feels better now, but this topic is not easy to talk about:

"So how did all this happen? I was sleeping and the cat woke me up and I saw the fire in the city."

he asked.

“It’s hard to explain but thank you for your contribution to the Diocese of Roon, St Willamt, your help will always be remembered in Roon.”

The middle-aged man, or a man who looked like he was sighing, then opened the second drawer from the top on the left side of the desk, turned some mechanism, and opened the drawer facing the window. A hanging map of the city of Loen fell from the top of the wall. The map is made of leather and is very well made. It is also suitable as a work of art at home.

"According to reports, the original deceased was present here."

Mr. Rossier stood up and came to the map to explain to Jenkins, pointing to the location of the city center.

"To be more precise, the first batch of dead people appeared around this street. It was night, so it was difficult for us to find living witnesses, but based on the current divination and autopsy results, there is reason to believe that the demigod, They walked to the city center openly and launched an attack on the city.”

This attack did not require much investigation at all, because the other party's purpose was to create a disaster, and it was confirmed that there was only one perpetrator. The problem is that the other party actually escaped under the encirclement and suppression of the church demigods and the Holy Son, and the timing of his appearance was perfect.

"After the turmoil half a month ago, Luen's nights are in a semi-martial state. The possibility that he can come to the city center without being investigated is very low. So there are only two possibilities, either that person was in the city many days in advance. Living near the center, only waiting for the right time to take action, or having local officials or nobles as internal agents, can reach the core of the city at night. You know, that street is only a few meters away from the hill where Stuart's palace is located. Just three hundred feet (about 91.4 meters).”

The church prefers that the "Tree House" is related to the big nobles in the city. Combined with the ice and snow changes caused by Dolores' brother some time ago, the princesses and princes of the royal family are once again suspected.

This is a very reasonable guess, because even Jenkins has such suspicions. Moreover, because of what happened tonight, a large number of unregistered armed forces in the city took to the streets. A rough calculation shows that these people combined are more than the city defense troops.

Needless to say, what the Stuarts are preparing for, and tonight’s events will not only benefit the tree house.

Chapter 1320 Chapter 1298 Night Talk with the Old Elf

Before leaving the church, he contacted Nolan again through the [Basin of Delusions]. Nolan actually already knew what happened in Loon. Because the parishes were different, Miss Bevanna and her father were not particularly concerned about the follow-up of the matter, but focused on asking about Jenkins' situation.

"I'm fine, there's nothing wrong... As for the cane, I dreamed of an old elf who gave it to me."

Jenkins explained, and everyone believed him.

As for Luen, in addition to telling Jenkins to pay attention to his safety, Mr. Rossier also reminded him to pay attention to letters and notices from the church at all times, and asked him to remind Dolores Stiet to be more calm recently.

"I think the church should use more severe measures to warn the royal family. Although this will cause concern and dissatisfaction among the nobles of other countries on the mainland, no one can say that it is unreasonable."

Mr. Rossier said seriously.

When Jenkins returned to the suburban manor, the ladies had not returned yet. The little princess and the old housekeeper had already asked the maids to start working again. He changed his clothes, left a note for Alexia, and then went directly to Nolan.