The Master of the Strange Realm

"How can it be?"

The middle-aged man in the tree house...and now the young man tried hard to push down Jenkins' sword, but no matter how the majestic power in his body worked, he couldn't defeat the opponent in the slightest.

"I also believe in the power of fate now. You are right, this is indeed fate. "Poems of Disaster" has two sides, and it just so happens that I chose the other side. There is no better one between disaster and salvation. Low, but the problem is that I have completed five great deeds, but your gems are all incomplete. This is why I can suppress you even though I am weaker than you."

Jenkins said, regardless of whether the other party understood or not, he waved his sword to push him away. The demigod in the tree house staggered back two steps, with a look of confusion on his face as if he had just woken up and couldn't figure out the time:

"This is wrong. Is this your conspiracy? Did you deceive me with any lies?"

"Although you may not believe it, I rarely lie. Including just now, it is all the truth."

The brilliance of the spirit circulated on the blade of the holy sword. Jenkins, who stood with the sword in hand, danced a sword flower and pointed at the opponent:

"I have kindly told you all the truth. Whether you believe it or not is up to you. As for now, please accept your fate."

The swords of the two clashed. Jenkins swept the glacier in front of him with his sword. After finding a suitable foothold, he pressed forward step by step. The sword made of mud in the hands of the demigod in the treehouse was knocked away and swirled into the sea. , he staggered back a step again, but because he couldn't find a flat foothold, he slipped to the ground and almost fell from the top of the glacier.

"This is impossible. The literature clearly says that as long as you have the "Disaster Document" and cause five disasters, you can achieve [Son of Disaster]! I know, it's you, you achieved this goal faster than me, so This unique power belongs to you! You, believer in lies, can’t deceive me.”

"People don't always like to trust strangers, and people don't always like to trust me, which is really weird."

Jenkins said as he took another step forward and handed out a sword. The demigod in the tree house was in a daze and actually reached out to catch it. Then, as expected, both palms were scratched by the sword blade.

Red blood flowed down his palm, dyeing the glacier beneath their feet red, but he didn't even notice it. Falling snow fell on their shoulders, this was their duel.

Chapter 1451 Chapter 1428 Execution

"This is impossible. There must be something wrong with this. Yes, you deceived me. You deceived me into giving up my weapon."

As he spoke, the man from the tree house actually wanted to jump off the glacier and go to the sea to retrieve the clay tablet, but Jenkins could not give him this opportunity.

The holy sword slashed forward, and the demigod punched Jenkins in the head. The sword in Jenkins' hand changed direction midway and slashed directly at the opponent's arm, but it only cut open the sleeve of his shirt.

"I understand, as long as I kill you, this unique ability will no longer have a master, and I can still achieve [Son of Disaster]!"

The demigod in the tree house suddenly shouted, and with a strong push of his legs, he jumped up from the glacier, and then pounced on Jenkins.

Jenkins turned to dodge, then realized he was above the frozen waves. Facing the man who rushed towards him, he stabbed his sword between his eyebrows. The latter roared and actually withstood the sword with his head. With his face covered in blood, he opened his arms and hugged Jenkins, then twisted his waist and actually wanted to jump off the glacier with him in his arms.

"You crazy person!"

Jenkins angrily reprimanded and gave up the sword in his hand. With the blessing of [Titan Power], even the ice under his feet showed some cracks. He violently broke free of the opponent's restraints, and then punched him in the chest.

But the man in front of him could even hold the Holy Bone Sword with his eyebrows. At least this punch that could break his heart still didn't kill him.

"Yes, yes, if I kill you, I will be the son of disaster. If I kill you, I can still set foot on the road to heaven!"

The treehouse demigod yelled and pounced on Jenkins again, and Jenkins followed suit and punched him in the heart again.

"It's useless. That clay tablet has given me otherworldly powers. You are not a demigod at all. You are not even at level seven. You can't beat me!"

A strange black light appeared in his eyes, clarifying the murder target. The power belonging to him was flowing in the body that had been transformed by the power of disaster.

But when the spirit in the body turned to the position of the heart, it suddenly became stagnant. Then he felt that not only his spirit, but also his body had become extremely stiff. Only then did he realize that his legs had been frozen and his heart was covered with a layer of white frost.

"You clearly saw me freezing the entire sea, but you still dared to duel with me on the glacier. I admire your courage."

Jenkins said, taking a quick step back.

"Since you call our life-and-death duel a duel, I will abide by the rules of the duel a little. Although a scum like you doesn't deserve this, I will not use a weapon against an unarmed person."

He kept his word and did not take out his sword again.

"Your organization has done so many bad things in Nolan in the past six months for an illusory goal. Just for the sake of being qualified as the so-called son of disaster, you are willing to cause disasters everywhere. In my opinion, even with the past It would not be an exaggeration to sentence you to death by hanging, but I am a compassionate person..."

"Those are ordinary people who have become stepping stones for us, the children of destiny. What's wrong with that?"

The treehouse demigod still didn't understand, and Jenkins deeply felt the generation gap between the two. Sometimes the differences between people are greater than the differences between people and cats. Jenkins believes that even his cat has the most basic sense of compassion, but the person in front of him does not.

"You can't even be a human, and you still want to become a god?"

He asked, drawing clockwise circles with his hands on both sides of his body, and the falling snow falling from the sky gathered along the rotation of his hands. Only the last bit of the extreme cold power channeled from the ice and snow castle was left, and Jenkins used all the power that did not belong to him.

The snow and the moisture in the air quickly combined and condensed. Together with the [Reading and Writing] and the Creation Pencil, hundreds of ice picks slowly formed in the air and floated on both sides of Jenkins' body.

"Is there any relationship between being a human being and becoming a god?"

The man, half of his body already frozen with the glacier, asked. Seeing that Jenkins didn't answer, he asked madly and loudly to the church demigods who were staring at the two of them:

"This is so ridiculous. He actually thinks that being a human being and becoming a god are related!"

"Shut up, you lunatic, you are blaspheming!"

Someone scolded someone from an angle that Jenkins couldn't see. Jenkins thought that this sentence was also meant for him.

He shook his head and said nothing more. He opened his arms and stretched forward slightly, with his palms upward as if he was holding an invisible object in the air. On both sides of his body, hundreds of sharp ice picks were suspended quietly. This was already Jenkins' limit. If he wasn't on a frozen glacier and the power he had just now still remained, he would have been able to get out a dozen sticks at most.

"If you are lucky enough to see the God of Death after your death, don't forget to tell him that you died because you initiated the duel. But it is a pity that you cannot tell who killed you... ....”

With his hands shaking slightly, hundreds of ice picks streaked through the air, shooting at the man frozen on the glacier at the same time like fired bullets.

With the sound of the ice pick popping into the body, the snow dyed the top of the glacier red.

The snow was still falling, but the sun had already peeked out from behind the clouds, shining quietly on this slightly cruel scene. Jenkins quietly waited for the other party to really die. The light spot representing the identity of the benefactor gradually extinguished, and suddenly he felt an inexplicable melancholy.

"Do you think God can have the emotion of mercy?"

He suddenly turned around and asked the clergy from the church behind him. He killed the demigods in the tree house. These were the only people who could talk to him here.

"Follower of lies, you are pursuing a question that no mortal can answer. Why not ask your god? I think he will be happy to answer it for you."

The oldest old man among the crowd said that he is the demigod of the [Church of Death and Doomsday] and one of the oldest guardians of the city.

"I'm not willing to seek answers from the God of lies because... I don't trust the answers He gives."

Jenkins replied that he asked the question because he didn't understand.

The others were stunned by his answer for a moment, but when they reacted, they felt that his words could not be refuted.

"Please wait a moment, believer in lies. Are you really qualified as a savior as the person just said?"

Someone stopped Jenkins who was about to leave. This person was an astrologer and seemed to be a good friend of Miss Audrey, but Jenkins had forgotten the lady's last name.

PS: I’m really sorry about the recent out-of-context issue. In the future, when encountering such critical plots, we will try our best to ensure that they are released completely.

Chapter 1452 Chapter 1429 The Savior

"I don't have the savior qualifications he mentioned. I just guessed what this qualification is."

Standing on the glacier, Jenkins spoke to the demigods, but the people didn't know whether to trust him.

"If you have really obtained the qualification to be chosen by fate to save the world, I hope you can maintain the compassion you just said, otherwise there will be other people chosen by fate to get rid of you, just Just like you killed him."

The astrologer said to the believer in lies before him.

"There will be no others chosen by fate..."

He couldn't help but sigh.

"What is the difference between your arrogant words and the attitude of the person you just killed before his death? Believer of lies, you did save Nolan today, so we will not take action against you. But you must always Be careful about your behavior and don’t fall into the abyss of depravity.”

The old tombkeeper warned.

"I follow order better than anyone else."

He said something that he didn't believe, and it was the only lie so far. He raised his hand and patted the extremely well-behaved cat that had been squatting on his shoulder. He wanted to turn around and leave, but he heard someone ask:

"So who are you? Can I leave your name?" (Note)

I wanted to refuse, but subconsciously stopped. He turned to look at the demigods surrounding him, and then looked up at the bustling and chaotic city below him.

Thick fog surrounds this place, and the next disaster is brewing. The setting sun of the 18th century has already appeared. The prosperous steam civilization has cast the glory of mankind, and is also pulling civilization towards the abyss of no return.

City streets are like the blood vessels of civilization, and the blood flowing through them is a symbol precipitated in time. The core of this era is Nolan City. This city is known as the whirlpool of disaster. What bursts out is the last miracle of civilization.

He stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar city at his feet, at the black smoke coming out of the chimneys, at people the size of ants walking on the streets, at the horse-drawn carriages driving around the corner, at the ancient civilizations circulating under the gloomy sky. .

"I am...the redemptor."

He couldn't help but say, the eyes of the cat on his shoulder lit up, and he wanted to meow to congratulate Jenkins for realizing his responsibility, but thinking of his cold cat design, he forced himself to squat on his shoulder.

"What did you say?"

Miss Bevanna asked doubtfully.

"I am a savior, a savior from afar. If fate chooses me to do this, I will complete my mission according to the guidance of fate. Even if the task is dangerous and difficult, even if I may fail halfway... ....Yes, I am the savior, the one who saves it all.”

He replied, then laughed himself at what he had just said.

"Do you really think you will be the final savior? Even if your companions are also candidates?"

Miss Bevanna asked again.

"We have never had a competitive relationship because we both believe in the fate that plays tricks on people."

He answered like this, and then nodded to everyone:

"I'll have to trouble you all to clean up next time. I'll take the first step and look forward to meeting you next time."

After saying that, the cat on the shoulder disappeared first, and then the color of the whole person continued to fade, and just like that, it disappeared little by little into the sunlight.

"Redan Putt..."

Only Miss Bevanna continued to repeat the word, knowing full well that it was someone's middle name. Although Jenkins could not be the mature man who spoke eccentrically but had an inexplicable accent, he must be wary when this word comes from the other person's mouth.

"Do the believers of lies know about Jenkins from the Sage Church?"

Miss Bevanna's thoughts took a strange turn.

(Chocolate Run...)

"Oh, Jenkins!"

As soon as she returned to Loen, she saw Dolores's face glowing red and she opened her arms in excitement. Jenkins hugged her cooperatively, and then from an angle that Her Royal Highness could not see, he tried to use his blinks and expressions to ask Alexia and Julia what happened.

"Your Highness is pleased to be of assistance."

The maid explained.

"Dolores has always longed for adventure, just like the ones in the chivalry novels she read. Today can barely satisfy her dream."

Alexia also gave an explanation.

"Jenkins, today is the best day! I saw it, I saw you freeze the sea, I saw you defeat that monster with tentacles! Oh! Jenkins!"

The young princess hugged Jenkins tightly, and then suddenly let go. When Jenkins tried to observe her expression, he found that the face was getting closer, and the sixteen-year-old princess took the initiative to kiss her.

"No, that's not okay!"

He relied on the [Cat's Elegance] given by chocolate to successfully avoid the kiss, with a look of panic on his face that he didn't even see when he faced the demigod just now.

"This is not okay, this is not okay, this is not okay..."

As if he had a mental problem, he grabbed the clothes on his right chest with his left hand, staggered back a step, and then disappeared into the air again as if he was running away.

"Meow~"

The cat pounced on Jenkins' disappearing apparition, but nothing fell, and it was clear that Jenkins had not thought of taking it away.

"Meow~"

Chocolate was very unhappy and jumped back to the sofa to sulk alone.

"Why is he hiding?"

Her Royal Highness the Princess was very disappointed.

"Obviously, when we figure out why he's avoiding you, that's when we learn his deepest secrets."

Alexia comforted her students, and then looked at the place where Jenkins disappeared:

"I think this kind of Jenkins is the most interesting."

The princess felt the teacher's malice towards her.

In the morning, there was heavy rain first, and then there was a strange snowfall. You must know that it is May now. Since Nolan has meteorological records, there has never been snowfall in May.

But fortunately, this abnormal temperature change ended soon. At the same time, people who escaped from the dock area also spread the news throughout the city about the amazing things that happened there.

In fact, there is no need for them to talk about the tragic situation at the pier. People in the entire Xicheng District can see the towering waves frozen in the sky as long as they raise their heads.