The Master of the Strange Realm

The two people hurriedly retreated to the door, and then watched helplessly as a gap appeared in the space, and the man twisting on the ground got into the gap.

Before the gap closed again, both Jenkins and Miss Magic saw that the opposite side of the gap was the familiar Doomsday Nolan.

This was something neither of them expected. After they recovered, they immediately rushed towards the villa in the mountains. But fortunately, Miss Silver Flute was safe. When Jenkins and Miss Magic rushed into the house, she was busy processing a ball of dough in the kitchen.

"You guys...what's going on?"

she asked curiously.

Jenkins and Miss Magic breathed a sigh of relief, but after regaining their composure, they began to think about what had just happened.

"Is it because he revealed too much information to us that he was brought back into the doomsday illusion by the clock tower old man?"

Miss Magic guessed.

"That shouldn't be the case. If the old man in the clock tower can monitor the real world all the time, then we won't get that effective information at all. I'm more inclined to think that he finally figured out the reason why the church was able to destroy the beacon because that person disclosed the information, so I just want to take him away as soon as possible."

Jenkins analyzed.

"In other words, the old man in the clock tower thinks that besides the beacon, that person also knows other valid information?"

Miss Magic understood.

"Other valid information probably refers to the second survivor who was captured."

Jenkins sighed and looked out the window, "I decided to enter the doomsday illusion again. The church may be able to solve this problem, but I can't sit still and wait for death."

He already knows that the [real phantom] can allow him to leave the doomsday illusion at any time, so he is not worried about safety issues. It's just that he's not sure how to get in there now, so he still needs Miss Magic's help.

Of course, Miss Magic disapproved of what Jenkins did. She believed that Mr. Candle was now a bit like Mr. Hood, with a sense of justice and nosy. But this was his own plan after all. Seeing that there was no way to stop him, Miss Magic offered a plan that seemed a bit risky.

"Now the two worlds are so close. You only need to go to the intersection of space, and then use powerful force to temporarily open a passage to enter that world."

"The location where the spaces meet, you mean here?"

He points to the sky.

"Yes, I remember you had a unicorn and let it fly you up into the sky and then that was it."

Miss Magic nodded, and then advised:

"Actually, you don't have to do this at all."

A few months ago, Jenkins would not have taken this risk. But the recent events in "Chapter of Disaster" are urging him to collect more gems for that stone slab. After all, out of sight, the demigod in the tree house is doing the same thing.

The whole world has been in turmoil lately, and it's hard to tell what's going on with the tree house. Therefore, Jenkins must ensure that he understands the full meaning of the "Disaster Canto" first, which requires him to get involved in various disasters.

Before departure, Miss Magic and Miss Silver Flute both saw Jenkins off. The two women were very pessimistic about Jenkins' adventure, but they had to watch him leave.

As a gift, Miss Magic gave Jenkins a ring threaded with red thread. According to her, the ring could bring luck; Miss Silver Flute gave Jenkins a small piece of black charred wood. She and Jenkins also has the soul emblem of the green life system and can feel the huge vitality in this piece of wood.

As for Roen, Alexia neither approved nor objected to Jenkins’ risky behavior. After confirming that Jenkins really wanted to do this, she insisted on waiting for news about Jenkins in Nolan instead of staying in Runen.

"You know that once I make a decision, it's hard to change it, just like you."

The short woman said this, and Jenkins agreed, but asked her to stay in her house so she could look after the chocolate. After all, if the situation goes bad, he can use [real phantom] to escape from the doomsday illusion and return to the real world, but the cat cannot.

Standing at the second-floor bedroom window of Jenkins' house on St. George Street, watching Jenkins leave with the cat on the window sill. Alexia looked down at Chocolate, who also looked up at her.

Both the person and the cat have beautiful eyes, and in this silent gaze, they can see many interesting meanings in each other's eyes.

"I'm going to find that Hathaway Hesha. Do you stay here to look after the house, or do you go with me?"

Alexia asked Chocolate.

"Meow~"

Chocolate squatted on the window sill and licked his paws, then jumped down from the window sill and stood at Alexia's feet, showing his attitude.

It was already very late at night, and although the church was well prepared to be on guard against further changes in the city hanging upside down above its head, it was still a peaceful and peaceful weekend night for ordinary citizens.

Alexia and Chocolate moved very quickly. They didn't communicate with each other along the way. They just walked through the streets and alleys of Nolan, and soon arrived outside the wall of Hesha's mansion. Today is Sunday, and according to the rules of the Hesha family, Hathaway must be at home. Alexia planned to take advantage of this rare opportunity to meet this long-famous girl.

Chapter 1418 Chapter 1395 Breakthrough

"I want to fly up directly. Do you want me to take you up, or do you want to go up by yourself?"

Looking at Hathaway's bedroom window, Alexia took out a specially prepared glasses case from her pocket, put on the small pair of gold-rimmed glasses inside, and then asked the cat standing in her shadow .

Chocolate shook his head, and then rushed towards the thick wall. The cat did not hit the wall. On the contrary, the wall produced a layer of water ripples when it came into contact with the cat, and the chocolate passed through the wall and entered the yard as if it had passed through an illusion.

At this time, Hathaway was sitting at the dressing table in the bedroom sorting out her jewelry box, which contained her own jewelry. Picking up the emerald necklace, I thought about how to match the jewelry so as not to lose to the opponent if I really wanted to meet the princess of Loen.

I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard a knock on the window glass.

He stood up and went to the window, and then saw a very familiar cat squatting outside the window. Even if it's dark outside, the black and white chocolates stand out. This is partly because the chocolate is right against the glass, and partly because of the shimmering blue cube in the hands of the petite woman floating behind it.

He subconsciously took a step back, but immediately thought of opening the window.

As soon as the window was opened, chocolate slipped in through the crack. He sniffed the air in the room with disgust, and then jumped onto the small round table with the tea set.

"This is the first time we meet. Let me introduce myself. I am Alexia Miller. You should have heard of this name."

Alexia said as she floated in from the window, then landed lightly on the floor. Hathaway reached out and closed the window:

"Hello, I'm Hathaway Hertha, first time meeting...good evening."

She looked at the glass of the window, where her face was clearly reflected because of the bright gas light in the room. Hathaway could see her stunned expression and suppressed distortion. She stared at the reflection on the window for a few seconds, then reached out and quickly closed the curtains to "shut out" the reflection.

"I take the liberty of visiting you so late. Jenkins is too alert. I must find a time when he won't notice."

Alexia said, then looked at the chair aside.

"Please take a seat."

Hathaway said, lowering his head to sort out his mood. When he raised his head again, there was already an elegant smile on his face. In fact, she was more curious about why Chocolate was willing to follow the woman in front of her.

"Jenkins told me about you, and I think he also told you about mine, so there is no need for you to say those polite words. After all, the relationship between the two of us is very... strange. "

Alexia tried her best to choose a neutral word, and then took the tea cup from Hathaway. The two women met for the first time, and unexpectedly there was no conflict. Of course, from the side of Chocolate, the atmosphere in the room was very weird, and it liked seeing this scene.

Hathaway poured tea for the two of them, made some snacks for chocolate, and sat down:

"Miss Miller, why did you come to me tonight?"

She is controlling her tone and expression.

"I want to talk to you about the future of Jenkins. Her Royal Highness the Princess of Loen has investigated the affairs of the Williamt family. I think you should also know this. As people who will live with that man for a long time in the future, should we Let’s discuss together what kind of life we ​​want Jenkins to live in the future.”

Alexia pushed up her glasses and had to admit that such decorative accessories could really change a person's temperament. At least when Hathaway faced Alexia in this dress, she didn't feel pressured by the fact that she was almost a demigod. She only felt that the lady opposite was elegant and intellectual, and she admitted that Jenkins had a good taste.

"Yeah, we have to..."

She bit the personal pronoun "we" hard, and Alexia knew what it meant. Because of Jenkins' scumbag behavior, in addition to the various complicated relationships he has to face, the ladies actually don't accept it calmly and need to adapt to everything.

Hathaway believed that she and Britney were the first to come, while Alexia believed that the red-haired lady should not be the first to break through with Jenkins.

"We know that you are very dissatisfied. In fact, I am also very dissatisfied. But this is not the focus of today's discussion. Remember the question I just asked, this is the key. Miss Hathaway Hersha, all this was done by Jenkins. But he is not the only one who can decide our future, we can also decide his future, such as...whether he should take over the crown."

(Fini is praying...)

Jenkins rode the unicorn and flew into the sky. As the altitude continued to climb, he got closer and closer to the hanging city. It was so scary that for a while, Jenkins couldn't tell the difference between up and down.

When flying to a certain height, the unicorn stopped spontaneously. As its white wings flapped, pure white light flickered. The distortion of the light above made Jenkins understand that that was the connection between the abnormal space. .

"Are you ready?"

He gently patted the little beast under him, and then "pulled" his sword out of the air. After taking a deep breath, he slashed upwards. After the silent collision, ripples echoed in the air, and taking this opportunity, the unicorn rushed into the ripples like an arrow.

It all happened very quickly, and only the night sky witnessed it all.

Flying is prohibited in the doomsday fantasy. After feeling dizzy as if he had broken through a layer of water film, Jenkins could no longer distinguish between up and down. Even though he was falling under the influence of gravity, the unicorn still tried to use its own strength to slow down the speed of falling, so when they fell to the ground together, they were unexpectedly not seriously injured by the impact.

"You have worked hard, go back first, I will walk the rest of the way by myself."

Because of the movement from the sky, the monsters nearby have been attracted. Enduring the strong nausea caused by the space transfer, Jenkins sent his unicorn away first, then observed the surrounding environment, stepped on the blood and spider webs on the dilapidated street, and smashed the door of the tobacco shop next to it with a sword.

The door was sealed with four long wooden boards crossed with nails. Probably because of the age, the wooden boards almost broke at the touch.

The action of smashing the door board produced a bigger movement.

Chapter 1419 Chapter 1396 The Real Doomsday

The sound of splitting the door panel was heard far away, and after doing this, Jenkins did not hide in the house, but retracted his sword, and then jumped up to the second-floor balcony of the gray Baroque-style three-story building opposite.

This type of building usually likes to place strange-shaped faceless human sculptures on the protruding part of the building, so Jenkins can climb up with a foothold. Soon he came to the roof guarded by four plaster statues, so he lay down.

Putting plaster statues on the roof means that they must be replaced every once in a while. But the current building corresponds to reality, which seems to be a wealthy club in the city, so he doesn't care about these expenses.

Sure enough, the five monsters wrapped in black bandages attracted by the sound saw the deserted street, so they rushed directly to the tobacco shop with the door split open. Of course, there were no people inside, and these monsters didn't seem to have any kinship, and they started fighting after contact and friction with each other.

The final winner, the masked nun who was floating and walking with the iron virgin torture device on her back, became stronger after absorbing four portions of coal ash. With the sound of the chains rattling, she unconsciously floated to the other end of the street.

"Oops, I can't seem to beat this one..."

In fact, the five monsters that just appeared should be the most powerful monsters Jenkins encountered in the doomsday fantasy. If this is not a very low accident, then it should be that as this world approaches the material world, the monsters existing in the doomsday have also been greatly enhanced.

Jenkins does not know the principle of this, he only knows that his journey will definitely not be smooth.

The monsters whose clothes and skin are fused and will turn into coal ash and dissipate after death are the most common enemies in this doomsday city. Before, their attack methods were only simple weapon attacks. Although these monsters are very powerful, Jenkins can handle them.

But this time in Doomsday Nolan, even these most basic monsters have mastered spells. After confirming that the masked nun had left, he jumped off the roof and tried to bypass the area through the alley, then encountered a monster that was as thin as a mummy but taller than him.

Jenkins slashed with a sword according to the familiar routine, but he didn't expect his sword to get stuck in the opponent's body. Then the pair of hands completely covered with black bandages grabbed the hilt of the sword, and black scarabs poured out from the gaps in the bandages like a tide.

They couldn't bite the sword, so they rushed to Jenkins' hand. Jenkins was so scared that he almost let go of his right hand holding the sword, but then he reacted, recalled the feeling of anger, let the gift of fire flow through his body, and turned into a fire element again. He opened his mouth and roared silently, and directly hugged the monster in front of him and its insects.

The crackling sound of burning and the stench of burning insects rushed into Jenkins' nasal cavity. He coughed a few times and retreated to retract the flames on his body. His sword was inserted diagonally into a pile of coal ash, and the lucky scarabs, a small number of them, fled to all directions in the alley.

"Could it be that the current strength is the strength of these monsters at the real doomsday?"

Jenkins guessed, thinking that this guess was probably correct. After all, with the original power of the coal ash monsters, even if they could infect all creatures with the curse of coal ash, at most they would only be a terrible curse-type weirdo.

In addition to the increase in the strength of the monsters, their number and types are also increasing. This doomsday world is still lonely and peaceful, and the world under the yellow moon is still quiet enough to drive people crazy, but there are more wandering creatures, or things that can barely be called creatures.

Jenkins, who wanted to take a detour, was repeatedly obstructed, and even had to use a low-power [Mechanical Light] to ensure his own safety.

This world is becoming more and more crazy, and there is a smell of decay in the air, which often symbolizes the end, and this happens to be the meaning of this doomsday world.

These monsters are not the most terrible. What Jenkins is most worried about is that the yellow moon above his head will suddenly fall, bringing the world to the ultimate darkness. He can't understand what the ultimate darkness represents, and all the catastrophes at the end of the era he knows have nothing to do with this.

He had once guessed that it was the fireless age of the Titans, but even in that age, there was a glow of embers in the darkness, rather than complete terror and silence.

The only thing that can be thought of is the final stop of the train [End] mentioned by the train attendant in the train's strange environment last autumn. Jenkins dared not imagine what changes would happen if the moon disappeared when he was moving. He could only pray to the sage in his heart while speeding up his pace towards the clock tower.

The purpose of returning to this world is to save Nolan. Killing the old man in the clock tower is the most direct way, but Jenkins thinks he can't do it. His main goal now is the third survivor who was imprisoned here by the old man in the clock tower. He believes that this will be the key to the problem.

Climbing up the clock tower and confronting the old man is the stupidest way. Jenkins' choice is to observe the aura nearby and look for the imprisoned person. In fact, he has opened the [Eye of Truth] many times when meeting with the old man with many eyes and no face on the clock tower, but he has never gained anything except the black aura everywhere and the terrible pressure on the old man.

So this time he started searching near the clock tower, and this behavior was soon proved to be right.

The city layout of the Doomsday Nolan is not much different from the Nolan City at the end of the 18th era, and in the cafe near the square that Jenkins often visited, he really saw an unusual aura.

All the monsters in this world have black auras, so there must be something wrong with the white in the black.

It took some time to bypass the monsters wandering in the square, and climbed up the wall of the backyard of the cafe from the alley on the garbage can that was gnawed by some creature.

In the background story of the Doomsday Nolan, there should have been an extremely terrible tragedy here, and the bones piled up in the backyard almost formed a hill. It's a pity that Jenkins didn't have time to explore the story here, otherwise he might be able to further understand the Doomsday of the past era.

He also thought that most of the bones in this city had been taken away a few days ago, and the bones that appeared at this time were obviously unreasonable. But then he thought that the overlap of the two worlds led to the upgrade of the strength of the Doomsday monsters, which might also affect the matter that already existed in this world.

Chapter 1420 Chapter 1397 Power and Spells

The white aura is located in the small warehouse in the backyard of the cafe, but before entering there, Jenkins still needs to deal with the "guards" guarding the door.

They are two humanoid creatures wearing tattered black robes. One drags a huge nail hammer and keeps circling around the yard, leaving deep drag marks on the ground; the other carries a giant black iron cross and stands motionless at the door of the small warehouse.

These two monsters should be arranged here by the old man in the clock tower, because they have no other facial features, only a black eye in the center of the face. Just a glance, Jenkins is sure that this eye is exactly the same as the densely packed eyes on the face of the old man in the clock tower.

In other words, although the old man in the clock tower seems unable to leave the clock tower, he can influence this world by controlling the doomsday monsters.

"Are the sights of these eyes connected? Once I am observed by the monsters here, does it mean that the old man in the clock tower also knows that I am here?"

He was squatting on the wall and was at a loss for a moment. He didn't know whether to jump into the yard and fight the other party directly, or find other ways to enter the small warehouse without alerting the monsters in the yard.

In fact, he had no choice at all, because the wall where Jenkins squatted had long been dilapidated by the power of time and doomsday. Even though his weight was not very heavy, it was the last straw that broke the camel's back for the wall.