The Master of the Strange Realm

It has been raining since the morning. If the temperature in the sky changes suddenly, it may turn into snow. But it is spring now, and the unreasonableness of the snowflakes at this time is comparable to the waves that appear.

The sea water flooded the dock, and the towering Tower Bridge was one of the few buildings exposed above the sea.

Jenkins stood at the highest point of the broken Tower Bridge and looked at the dim ocean, with the panic city behind him in the rainstorm.

"Meow~"

The wet cat on his shoulder called out, and Jenkins gently touched its head.

He took a deep breath, and the blue-black heart-shaped gem in his right hand emitted light under the rainstorm sky. A key appeared in his left hand. Jenkins held the key handle, imagined that there was a real door in front of him, and then slowly inserted the key into the keyhole.

He felt the resistance in front of him, which was the space barrier of the material world.

But the silver key finally entered the non-existent keyhole, as Jenkins slowly turned it.

Click~

There really was an invisible door opened. As the door axis turned, the space door connected the Loen Snow Mountain thousands of miles away, allowing the ice and snow palace standing in the mountains to appear in front of Jenkins.

The Heart of the Ocean in his right hand was still trying to soothe the ocean, but Fermishu, who had assimilated the tentacles, was using a more terrifying force to encourage the ocean to invade the land.

The tall waves that tried to submerge the city finally appeared on the horizon amid Fermishu's crazy laughter. The power of waves gathered together was the power of nature, and even the demigods of the church who saw this scene could not stop it.

The cold air overflowed from the space door opened by the Silver Key. The appearance of the snow mountain palace was just like someone painted a colorful sketch in space.

Jenkins walked forward a few steps along the beam of the tower bridge, letting the palace be beside him, and then stretched his hand into the space door, just in time to hold the small hand that Dolores stretched out.

Her Royal Highness was wearing a heavy cotton coat that was not suitable for the season, and she lowered her head slightly, revealing a shy expression.

Jenkins nodded to Alexia standing behind her, then raised his head to face the rain and looked at the waves approaching the coast.

The archer and priest of the five white ice chess pieces were in Jenkins' hands, while the swordsman, knight and astrologer were held by Dolores. She stood on the terrace of the ice palace, and as the ritual under her feet was activated, the power of her blood pulled the extremely cold ice and passed it to Jenkins through her hands.

Dolores' hair tips were already covered with frost, and Jenkins, who was soaked by the heavy rain, was slowly freezing all over his body.

Feeling the extremely cold spirit coming from Dolores' hands, he slowly exhaled, and the rain within dozens of feet in front of him turned into ice particles because of this breath.

Holding the weird heart of the ocean in one hand and facing the waves, Jenkins looked like an ant under the power of nature. He had never felt so courageous, even though he was fully prepared.

At Jenkins' feet, a layer of frost appeared on the steel plate that had been wet for a long time, and then this layer of frost quickly spread outward. In a few breaths, the entire beam was frozen.

Jenkins had let go of Dolores' hand at this time, and the space door connecting Rune and Nolan also automatically "drifted" behind him.

He kept breathing in and out, trying to maintain the balance of the spirit in his body. But the unbalanced extreme cold spirit still overflowed outward uncontrollably, the rain became a little slow, and the frost kept spreading outward with crackling sounds.

The Heart of the Ocean held in his right hand was also stained with a layer of frost, and the power of the sea accepted the power of ice. In contrast, the temperature was dropping rapidly, and snowflakes appeared silently in the rain.

He took a step towards the sky. Because of the huge and uncontrolled extreme cold spirit in his body, Jenkins easily condensed the first step in the air.

Some ice cubes appeared in the waves that came towards him, but soon disappeared under the dim sky.

The second step appeared, and Jenkins stepped up to a higher position. There was no Dolores and Alexia in the space door behind him. As the space door drifted strangely, the entire ice palace appeared behind Jenkins.

The entire tower bridge was wrapped in ice, with the frost covering the sea surface farther away. The shaking ocean quickly broke the thin frost, but was immediately frozen by more cold air.

The third step was condensed by Jenkins. He stepped forward, and the heart-shaped gem he was holding was completely wrapped in the cold air in his hand and turned into the color of white frost. This crystal clear gem reflected light under the glimmering sky. The cold air attracted the sea, and the sea was also adapting to the frost.

With the crackling sound of the explosion, the unstoppable ice layer spread to the depths of the sea. The flying demigods have noticed this. From their perspective, it seems that the frost-white dye has poured into the ocean from the shore.

But this scene is beautiful, the ice layer reflecting the weak light even makes the terrible dim sky fade a lot.

The fourth step appeared, and Jenkins climbed up. Except for the cat on his shoulder, he seemed to have turned into an ice sculpture at this moment. If it weren't for the winter adventure a month ago, he might have been unable to bear it.

But after adapting to the frost, he was able to better control the extreme cold spirit. The terrible power drawn from the ice palace, combined with the gentle heart of the ocean, radiated coldness to the outside world.

At the junction of the dim and dark sky, the glimmering clouds dyed the sky white. The falling snow fell on the cat's head. Chocolate stretched out his little paws and curiously patted the snowflakes in front of him. The snowflakes had the taste of Jenkins.

The fifth step appeared, and Jenkins, who was at a higher position, overlooked the sea. Under the influence of the flowing spirit, the space gate became larger, as if the ice palace floating behind Jenkins had been witnessed by more and more people.

Fermixiu, who had assimilated the group of tentacles, also noticed Jenkins walking higher. The tentacles shot into the sky, but the closer they were to Jenkins, the slower they were. When they reached within twenty feet of Jenkins, they were frozen in the air.

The tentacles frozen at the bottom of the stairs in a radial shape were spectacular, and what was more terrifying was that this freezing was a non-selective and all-round freezing.

Jenkins walked up the stairs to the sixth floor with difficulty, and he felt that he had initially controlled the extremely cold spirit guided from the ice castle. The white frost on the sea surface continued to spread, and the layer of ice on Jenkins' body was peeling off.

The huge waves have reached the distance that people can observe with their naked eyes. Whether his action can succeed has reached the final moment.

When he condensed the moisture in the air into the seventh step, he already understood what he was doing and what he had done.

He held the white frost gem in both hands and directed all the cold air that he could hardly control just now to his feet. The group of tentacles in the distance have sensed the danger, but because of the control of the madman, even if a small number of tentacles have been frozen, they still attack Jenkins like crazy.

Stepping to the eighth step, this is already a very high position. At the junction of the black and dim sky, the first ray of sunlight has broken through the obstacles and shone on Nolan.

The waves have almost surged in front of him, and the group of tentacles assimilated by Fermishu have all drilled into the waves, and hit Nolan with the majestic natural power.

The tentacles rolled in the waves, and the fish-headed monsters roared in unison. And the frost has spread to the bottom of the waves. This is a contest between the ocean and the frost.

Finally, the ninth step was condensed, and Jenkins walked to the position that was almost half the height of the tide. It was dark around him because the waves in front of him covered half of the sky.

The white frost gem was almost suspended in his palm. Under the flow of spirit, Jenkins exhaled forward.

Crack~

The sound of freezing almost reached his ears immediately. The tide stopped, and the roar of the monster and the creeping of the tentacles also stopped. The solidified waves were like a perfect oil painting. The faint light of the sky shone through the clouds, presenting the frost world that appeared on the coast of Nolan in late spring and early summer to Jenkins.

Chapter 1449 Chapter 1426 Wrong cognition

Time and space seemed to be stagnant because of the freezing. For a while, there was no sound between heaven and earth, until the cat on his shoulder called softly.

"Meow~"

Jenkins was originally standing on the ice steps he made, and he came back to his senses when he heard Chocolate's voice. Looking at the demigods flying in the distance, they gathered together as if discussing something, and had no intention of coming to pay attention to him.

Looking at the frozen waves in front of him again, Fermixu, the tentacles and the fish-headed monsters were stagnant inside the huge glacier. He breathed a sigh of relief and took out the silver key to close the space door connected to Rune.

This was not easy. He had already suffered internal injuries from forcibly controlling the Frost Spirit just now. Now he was performing extremely complex and dangerous space operations again. After doing all this, his face was pale, and his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably. He had to rest for at least two minutes to recover completely.

Panting heavily with white mist coming out of his mouth, Jenkins, who was very tired, wanted to turn around and leave immediately, leaving the rest of the mess to the church to solve, but suddenly heard a loud laugh from above.

Looking up, a man holding a clay tablet was standing on the frozen tide and looking at him. The five clear gems on the clay tablet came into view, and Jenkins was very clear about what this meant.

He stepped forward, and the few remaining extreme cold spirits in his body quickly paved a straight ice road under his feet, connecting the steps and the tide, making him seem to be walking in the air.

"I'm curious. I've already stopped Fermishu's plan to drown Nolan, so why did you succeed?"

He asked loudly. When he saw this man just now, there were only four gems on his clay tablet.

"The so-called disaster is not about the result but the process. Oh, believer of lies, even if you almost froze the ocean in a miraculous way, so what? The final winner is still me!"

He stood at the highest point of the glacier, holding the clay tablet in both hands, and the five broken black gems reflected the hard-won sunlight. There was still snow in the sky, but the rainstorm had ended, and the falling snow was probably just the last remnant.

Jenkins had stepped to the top of the frozen waves and looked at the man from a distance.

"Since you saw what I did just now, how could you still have the courage to appear in front of me?"

He asked puzzledly.

"If you had done this by your own strength, I certainly wouldn't have shown up. But you obviously used means that I couldn't see through, such as the polluted Heart of the Ocean. This is not your strength, and I believe that you must have been seriously injured after using such great power. Look, your face is as white as paper now."

The demigod in the tree house said this, then let go of his hand and let the rather magical clay tablet fly to his head. As the black light enveloped him, his aura changed quite subtly.

To be specific, it's like a fly suddenly gains a pair of human eyes, or a squirming maggot gains three human legs. Although it is indeed evolution, the way of becoming stronger is not conventional.

This demigod from the tree house originally wore a black robe. With the power of the clay tablets instilled, even the robes on his body had some weird runes. His face is becoming younger and his skin is becoming softer and smoother.

He was originally just a rough middle-aged man, but now he suddenly turned into a young man in his twenties.

"This is the power of disaster! This is my power!"

he shouted excitedly.

"Even if you gathered five disasters and thought I was seriously injured, have you noticed that there are more than ten demigods from the church over there."

Jenkins had already seen from the corner of his eye that Miss Bevanna and others had noticed what was going on here. Although they had not seen this strange benefactor from the tree house, they could sense something was wrong with this person just like Jenkins.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am now a candidate for the savior! I am a person chosen by fate like you. These ordinary people who are sinking in the river of fate, no matter how powerful they are, cannot threaten me. !”

His voice was so loud that even at the top of the wave, more than a dozen demigods from Nolan Parish heard these words. This is probably the first time in half a year that the phrase "candidate savior" has been spoken openly and loudly.

Jenkins believed that all the Twelve Churches knew the meaning of this identity, and he also knew that the demigods next to him knew what it meant, which could be seen from their expressions.

"Are you a savior candidate?"

Jenkins asked, "Are you sure you are?"

He looked up and down at the person in front of him very seriously.

"I have completed the great deeds of causing five disasters and affecting millions of people according to the records left by the mad poet! Look, this is the evidence!"

The demigod in the tree house was probably really happy. After saying this, he pointed to the top of his head, making Jenkins look at the clay tablet that represented the brilliance of the strange object.

Only Jenkins can observe the aura, otherwise the demigods in the tree house will definitely understand that it will never be the state that the savior's ability should be.

"Believers of the God of Lies, time has come to the end of the eighteenth era. Sooner or later, those of us who are chosen by fate will have a battle. Only one person can take the road to a higher dimension, although it is very difficult for you. It’s not fair, but I challenge you today, only one of us can get out of here alive!”

The instillation of the Disaster Poem Clay Tablet made his aura become stronger and stranger. Even ordinary people can probably detect the overwhelming feeling of power, so the demigods who have arrived near the wave are ready to take action.

"Gentlemen and ladies, could you please stay out of it for the time being? This is a matter between him and me."

Jenkins turned around and saw that most people didn't want to listen to his instructions, so he reminded:

"You see, it was me who solved Fermisho and saved the city today. Since I can freeze these floods, I can also thaw them in a short time, so... please give us some time. , I want to have a fair private duel with this gentleman. Oh, I forgot to introduce him. This gentleman is from the famous [Tree House], and he can be regarded as the culprit of this disaster."

He first threatened the demigods of the church, and then exposed the identity of the treehouse demigod. This is in line with the identity of believers in lies. In the perception of others, this group of people is inherently lawless.

"Don't you need help?"

The demigod in the tree house asked doubtfully, "Do you really think you have a chance of winning? Even if you have the qualification to reach the commanding heights earlier than me, are you really still confident that you can defeat me despite being injured? ?”

Chapter 1450 Chapter 1427 Glacier Duel

"Actually, what I'm more curious about is, who do you think I am?"

Jenkins asked.

"It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter whether you are a twin demon or a man in black. It doesn't matter whether you are Miss Fabry or an undead person who rarely shows up. It doesn't matter. The organization has already investigated clearly a long time ago. Believers of lies There are no demigod-level benefactors in the world. You guys are just using lies to cover up yourselves. It’s just another scam created by you.”

The treehouse demigod replied.

"That's what you thought? That's very interesting."

Jenkins nodded, "Then come, but remember, you are the one who proposed the duel, not me."

"Remember these for what?"

"If you are lucky enough to see the God of Death, and when it asks about the cause of your death, please do not say that I killed you, but answer that it was you who ran to me and asked to be killed."

Jenkins responded.

The demigod in the treehouse was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. While laughing, he reached out and grabbed the powerful "Chapter of Disaster". The clay tablet deformed like plasticine in his hands, and soon turned into a gray thin sword.

Jenkins also summoned his Holy Bone Sword, took a deep breath and stepped back with his left foot.

Because the waves are frozen, the eyes of the two people standing on the waves will be stung by the sunlight reflected from the ice, even if they don't look at their feet. The top of the wave is not a flat platform. The two people looking at each other from a distance have respectively found a suitable foothold. Now that they have taken out their weapons, it is also difficult to fight.

"I wonder if you know the legend of the mad poet?"

The demigod in the tree house suddenly asked, and then without giving Jenkins a chance to answer, he said to himself:

"The mad poet was a savior candidate in a certain era in the past, and the ability he mastered was also the [Son of Disaster]. In that distant era, he and another lucky person chosen by fate met in the snowy mountains of Hokuriku. It took three days and three nights of fierce fighting on the top of the snow-capped mountains to determine the winner. Although I don't have time to waste three days and three nights here with you, but now there is a glacier under our feet, and it is extremely cold around us. This has to be said. coincide."

"If you really understand that past, you should know that the mad poet who mastered the [Son of Disaster] was the one who lost in the end... If our encounter and duel at this moment really have the so-called destiny arrangement, Then I’m afraid it’s also a fate that’s not good for you.”

"No, just because [Son of Disaster] lost last time, it will not lose this time. Fate is fair, it never favors anyone, and it never creates any coincidences."

"What you said makes sense, but I don't know if I should remind you..."

Jenkins raised his sword and sighed:

"In fact, [Son of Disaster] is not qualified to be the savior of this era at all...and you have not mastered this ability."

"If you still want to use the power of lies to sway me now, you are really too naive. Believers of lies, I know how terrible the rhetoric of you people is, so from the beginning, I made up my mind not to listen to you. Any words that come out of your mouth. Don’t waste time. Let me defeat you and officially embark on the road to salvation at the end of the 18th century! After planning for nearly a thousand years, our plans and goals are finally... ..”

He laughed wildly and raised the clay-colored dagger in his hand that was transformed from the "Chapter of Disaster", and then relied on his flying ability to jump off the glacier.

The power of the demigod and the power drawn from the disaster made him look extremely powerful. The sword that struck Jenkins' head seemed to be able to split Jenkins in half in the next moment.

Jenkins stood there calmly, waiting for the opponent's weapon to fall from the air. With a sideways swing, he easily blocked the incoming sword with the Holy Bone Sword.

"It's really amazing to say that even though we are in this era, we still use cold weapons in duels. I think maybe we should adapt to the trend. If you turn that clay tablet into a firearm, I think your winning rate should be higher than Bigger now.”