The Master of the Strange Realm

As a so-called "believer of lies", he is feared by the church and terrified by the gifters in the Nolan area. It is not because he is weak, but because people constantly imagine his power in their minds, so they are afraid of him; it is because he is really powerful, so people are afraid of him.

Although he is known as a believer of lies, everything that people know is indeed done by his own strength. Although he hides his face and identity, he is definitely not the kind of person who hides behind the scenes and relies on other people's fantasies to gain his current reputation.

He has many lies to cover himself, but the only thing that is true is "I am really powerful".

While thinking, he has come to the top of the huge blood mosquito monster, and the compound eyes look up at Jenkins, and the deep curse power appears out of thin air. The unicorn immediately raised its head and made a loud cry. In the little beast's high-spirited voice, its golden horn radiated a soft white light in the blood mist, and this scattered light also reflected the blood red represented by the curse.

"Very good."

Jenkins gently stroked the mane on the unicorn's neck and immediately felt that it felt very good. Fortunately, Chocolate is now guarding Miss Cape in the ruins, otherwise the cat would definitely be furious.

"Since it is a curse of a weirdo, then use this~"

He jumped down from behind the unicorn with a sudden jump, holding the sword in both hands in the air and slashing down fiercely. The blood mosquito monster noticed this fatal threat, shook its head, and stabbed Jenkins in the air with its sharp mouthparts.

Clang~

The huge rapier-like beak collided with the white bone holy sword in the air. The holy sword easily cut through the solid biological tissue, and then chopped on the monster's head, which had no time to dodge.

It immediately let out a howl with a frequency close to infrasound, and shook its head violently to throw Jenkins off, but Jenkins firmly fixed himself there with the sword.

The holy sword pierced into the head of the huge blood mosquito almost without a handle, and thus made Jenkins' hands and feet touch the monster at the same time. Seeing that Jenkins could not be thrown off, thick blood mist swept in from the surroundings, and while pouring into the blood mosquito's body, it actually wanted to suck Jenkins in as well.

Although Jenkins was still a flesh and blood body, he had many characteristics that completely restrained this monster, and he had plenty of ways to win without even [Profane Production].

"This is what I've been waiting for!"

He did not struggle, and was directly sucked into the monster's body. But a few seconds later, a bright white light burst out from the monster's body, and the sword dance and whirlwind that erupted from the inside almost cut the giant blood mosquito's body in half.

Jenkins jumped out of the wound with a big laugh, and while the blood mist rushed to the wound in an attempt to heal it, he jumped back onto the unicorn's back again with a sudden jump, and the sword in his hand almost broke through the maze.

"I'm a hero~"

As he said this, the black light dot representing [Hero] in front of him lit up. Jenkins had always thought that this was just a passive ability that allowed him to be immune to the mental pollution of some weird things and to be able to touch the weird things directly with his hands.

But as the battle continued, [Hero] finally showed a different role. At this moment, Jenkins was forging legends and shaping myths. He was fighting against inhuman monsters alone for justice (?), and he was indeed qualified to be called a hero.

The white light extended from his body to the blade in his hand, but the extra power he gained was just a bonus. What really mattered was the combat skills that suddenly appeared in his mind and the experience of fighting against huge monsters.

The ancient hero who passed on the power to Jenkins was right. The essence of the ability of [Hero] was a bond, the belief of people who passed on power for justice from generation to generation. When the ability of [Hero] was truly activated in the right occasion, those people who had long been lost in the long river of history and unknown to the public could still provide experience and power to the successors.

Those powers were insignificant to Jenkins, but what he lacked was combat experience.

His eyes seemed to penetrate the long river of time and saw the battles of the ancient strongmen. The trickling history covered the names of those heroes, but as long as the people who inherited justice and faith were still there, their power would never disappear.

Jenkins thought he was not the kind of person who fought for justice, but he did not mind acting as a "messenger of justice" occasionally when he had nothing to do. Because of this, he was not a natural savior [hero], but in this era, it was difficult to find a kinder and more merciful person than him, an outsider.

The surging flames overflowed from the body, as if igniting the blood mist in the air. The unicorn screamed loudly, and the sacred power dispelled the curse of malicious attack. Jenkins swung his sword and chopped it down, and the sword light collided with the blood mosquito transformed by the countess.

The spreading shock wave cleared the blood mist again, and the angry monster buzzed and flew into the sky.

Under the unicorn, the already formed sword dance ring spread out again, and the frost in the air almost competed with the blood mist.

The blood mist was manipulated into a solid red tentacle and pulled towards Jenkins, but it was easily cut into two by the sword mark.

The souls of the cursed were also hidden in the activated mist. The flying giant blood mosquitoes manipulated the blood energy to attack Jenkins, while commanding the souls that were twisted into horrible shapes by the power of the weird things to attack and harass their opponents.

Those souls looked like a group of blood-sucking mosquitoes, but Jenkins only raised his eyes to see them, and the power of [Nightmare] directly made those souls fall into a deep sleep.

The twisted human face jumped out of the fog, and Jenkins punched it away. The unicorn carried him and flew dexterously in the blood mist, and the sword marks that kept whirling and cutting in all directions almost cut off the mysterious chain that had reached the last step.

"It turns out I'm so powerful now."

He thought about jumping down from the unicorn's back again, and below him was the head of the giant blood mosquito. The decaying gray mist wrapped around the sword body, and the green aura that only Jenkins could notice clung to the holy sword made of World Tree material.

The sword containing two different powers at the same time finally penetrated the monster's head again. As the power of death and life intertwined and swirled in its body, the two conflicting powers finally triggered a terrible energy explosion.

PS: This is probably the first time that Jenkins has not borrowed the power of divinity or the Son of God, nor has he used tricks and methods to fight head-on against a demigod-level opponent. The story has developed to this point, and Jenkins, the sixth-level benefactor, can be regarded as an expert in the background of the story.

Chapter 1604 Chapter 1579 The Alliance’s Promise

At the same time as the explosion occurred, Jenkins was caught by the unicorn as he fell. As the two flew into the sky, huge blood mosquitoes exploded inch by inch behind them. Not all creatures can easily balance life and death, which can be regarded as Jenkins' unique talent.

The red mist dissipated with the death of the operator, and the terrifying curse lost its physical attachment. It wanted to attack the nearest living person, but was easily driven away by the unicorn.

The Mystical Lock [Scarlet Dinner] was completely shattered after this battle, and then the magical Mystic Lock [Purifying Heaven] that had already taken shape dyed the ground and sky golden. The evil power was steaming and disappearing, and the demigods of the church finally entered Earl Paramount's manor, watching the lie believers looking at them with swords.

"You, like the police, always show up after the incident is over."

Jenkins mocked, sheathed his sword and patted his mount to express his praise. The little beast barked briskly to express its happiness.

"First of all, we came earlier than you. The church had already arrived last week. Secondly, if you hadn't moved too quickly, we should have been the ones to deal with her."

The secretkeeper Wood Bloshear, who was wearing a white sacrificial robe, said that the city of Beldiland was the territory of the Church of the Sages in the traditional sense, so it was up to him to speak now.

"Anyway, it was me who solved the big trouble in Beldiran this time. We also solved the monster in the dream not long ago. You don't need to thank me for this. After all, we also live in this city."

He wanted to say a few nice words, so he just used [Real Phantom] to return to the ruins. But the Keeper asked him to stop:

"Believers of lies, you will not be unclear about what will happen at the end of the era. You probably know everything about the savior very well."

At this moment, the demigods of the Twelve Churches were all present, and he said the word "Savior" in front of everyone.

"Know a little bit, what do you want to do?"

Although I knew that the church had been trying to talk to the believer who was lying about this matter, I didn't expect that the secret keeper would suddenly reveal this matter in this scene without anyone discussing it.

"I know that although you are not good people, you are definitely not bad people. Now that the catastrophe at the end of the era is getting closer, the dangers contained in Nolan have also become apparent. I don't think you want this era to end with destruction. , it is better to cooperate with the Zhengshen Church and talk openly and honestly. What we need now is cooperation rather than mutual hostility. "

The secret keeper said, his tone was very sincere.

"If everyone understood the importance of cooperation in this season, then the country under our feet would not have a war with countries farther away. I personally quite agree with your point of view, but..."

Jenkins deliberately said in a mocking tone, snorted, and then looked at everyone present in turn. Under their feet are the ruins of the manor covered with golden magical runes. The power of the Mystic Lock controls the curse here so that it will not flow out:

"But please tell me, how many saviors have the Zhengshen Church found so far? I know that according to the epic of time, 9 saviors will appear in this century, so how many have you found now?"

He currently occupies six places, and there are still green emblems representing life, purple destiny and yellow emblems of magic that have not appeared. Taking advantage of this opportunity, we might be able to learn about the natural saviors found by the church, and thus deduce the arrival time of the final moment.

No one answered Jenkins' question, but at the same time everyone knew how important it was. Ever since the star of destiny twinkled in the night sky half a year ago, the search for a savior has been in full swing. The Twelve Orthodox Churches all have a long heritage, and they all understand what the savior represents. But unfortunately, in nearly a year, except for the Sage Church who initially discovered a young man who didn’t understand anything, the rest The church gained nothing.

Therefore, all the saviors currently known to the church are suspected to be followers of the God of Lies.

"The star of destiny in the sky has already flickered, and the disaster at the end of the era is just around the corner. If the church wants to talk to us, it's not impossible."

After taking the initiative in the conversation, Jenkins continued to say that the church's cooperation proposal was very reasonable. No matter how he planned to face the final disaster in the future, cooperation with the church was necessary.

"But the problem is that believers in lies believe in the same god, so they can be regarded as a group with the same interests and cooperate with you. But in my impression, the Twelve Orthodox Churches do not seem to be the kind of people who can cooperate closely. Organization. Each church has its own doctrine, its own purpose, and even different bargaining chips. It’s okay to talk to us, but who should we talk to, or which churches should we talk to?”

He asked, thinking that it would be beneficial for the church to organize a qualified alliance for negotiation.

Everyone in the church was silent. Everyone had their own ideas. After a while, the old secret keeper replied:

"This can be discussed, but we need time. This cannot be decided easily by these people here. But I want to know whether you, now in front of us, can make a commitment on behalf of all your companions - believers of the God of Lies. Are you interested in cooperating with the Zhengshen Church?”

He asked loudly, and Jenkins smiled, looking at the city in the distance and the mountains in the distance that seemed to be connected to the sky:

"For the sake of the world, of course we can cooperate."

"Then if the Twelve Orthodox Churches organize an alliance and want to discuss cooperation, where should we find you?"

The secret keeper asked again.

"Looking for me? Of course..."

He turned to look to the west. At this time, the sun was setting and the western sky had been dyed bright red. The sunset in late summer is very beautiful. It reflects on the faces of people in the sky, making everyone seem to be covered with a layer of orange gauze:

"If you want to find us, go to Nolan, that legendary place in the eighteenth century prophesied, that city where fate and jokes come together."

He pointed in the direction of Nolan, then turned to look at everyone in the church:

"I'm there, I've always been there."

"Do you keep your word?"

The secret keeper asked seriously.

"Although I am a believer in lies, it's all for the sake of the world."

He raised his right hand to his ear:

"Everything is for this beautiful world. If you want to find me, you can definitely find us in Nolan."

"Everything is for this world."

The secret keeper followed Jenkins' example and raised his hands, and others did the same. Their voices resonated and buzzed in the ears of everyone present:

"Just like those alliances established to fight the catastrophe in ancient myths, we will follow the experience of the ancients and history to reorganize a unified alliance to fight against the disaster at the end of the era. Even if we have different identities, different languages ​​and even different beliefs, The alliance will be established, because all this is for this world."

Chapter 1605 Chapter 1580 Counterattack

Listening to the words lingering in his ears, Jenkins smiled with satisfaction. He nodded at the church demigods in front of him, first made the unicorn disappear, and then he fell to the ground:

"I look forward to your arrival"

He disappeared the moment he touched the ground.

Even though they are locked in a mystery, the believers of lies still disappear in a way that no one understands. There were so many pairs of eyes looking at him, but no one could explain how the lie believer left.

But fortunately, this is not the first time that their group has left in such a bizarre way, so the demigods of the church are not surprised either. After confirming that he really left, he began to prepare to face the severely polluted land of Earl Paramount Manor.

Of course, it is remembered that the Holy Son of the Church of the Magi and the Preparatory Sisters of the Natural Church still did not appear. The old secret keeper, Mr. Bloshear, led his companions to the ruins of the manor building. They did not think that Jenkins would die like this. If the Son of God really fell in the mortal world, the Sage would have appeared long ago.

"Saint William..."

Before he could finish shouting a complete sentence, he saw the blood-red mist that was hovering and about to disappear condensed together again and fell in front of everyone.

The blood mist hovered over the ruins like a whirlwind, pulling up the building debris and furniture fragments below and then falling down.

A golden bolt of lightning shot from a distance like a javelin. It was the [Thunder Spear] thrown by Mr. Nelfons of the Church of Nature by manipulating the power of nature. This is a very powerful magical ability, almost a miracle.

The thunder gun accurately hit the center of the whirlwind-like blood mist, but passed directly through it without causing any damage. But after the blood mist was hit once, it quickly fell downwards, picking up more stones, wood and glass fragments and flying into the air.

When all these things fell to the ground, making the already messy ruins even more messy, the countess appeared in the blood mist.

She was still wearing a luxurious banquet dress, but now the dress was in tatters, and even the white lace had turned into burnt black. Her feather fan was missing and could not hide the face that revealed its true appearance.

It was so ugly, so ugly. Probably the most deformed-looking human being, abscesses reappeared on his face, and then his whole face swelled up after being stung by a poisonous scorpion, so he had a similar appearance.

"No one moves, or I'll kill him!"

She put her arms around Jenkins' neck and held him to his feet. The blood mist she transformed into just now dug through the ruins of the building in order to find a suitable hostage.

"I know that this person has an extraordinary status. I can smell the noble flavor in his blood. Now do as I say, or I will kill him!"

The countess shouted loudly. She opened her mouth wide and exposed her fangs and placed them next to Jenkins' neck. One of them was the B-12-3-5800 [Vampire Fang] that she asked for. She grabbed this one during the chaos when the steam bomb exploded, and relied on it to defeat the cursed incarnation by Jenkins. Still able to survive.

The demigods of the church have not left yet, but they did not expect this situation. Most of them knew the identity of Jenkins. The participation of the sage's son in this operation was the most reliable aspect of the operation. Therefore, they did not speak, but let the people in the Sage Church make up their minds.

However, Mr. Bloshel, the closest keeper of secrets, Mr. Donald Yassen, the "Left Hand of the Temple", and Mr. Gilbert did not speak. Instead, they looked at their clothes covered with dust, but they were not seriously injured by the accident. Jenkins.

"You, ask them for help quickly."

Seeing that the development of the matter was somewhat unexpected, the Countess, who had no other choice, fiercely shook the arm that was holding Jenkins tightly, and demanded from Jenkins.

"me?"

He asked. After receiving the confirmation, he stretched out his right hand forward and shouted:

"Chocolate, save me~"

"Meow~"

The cat squatted obediently on the raised end of the beam, licking its little paws carefully. It looked clean, not like it had just escaped from the ruins.

"Who is Chocolate?"

Apparently the countess didn't know the name of the well-behaved kitten Jenkins kept.

"You don't need to know this."

As he spoke, Jenkins raised his right hand and pressed it hard against the Countess' chin. At the same time, his left hand grabbed the hand that was holding his neck, and then he turned around hard and broke free from the other person's "embrace".

The ugly vampire opened her arms and pounced on Jenkins again. She knew that this was her only way to escape now. But she didn't expect that Jenkins didn't dodge, but ran into her arms as if hugging her.

The two men's movements paused for a moment, and then Jenkins slowly stepped back, allowing people around him to see the ancient dagger [Vampire Nemesis] that he had inserted into the other's chest.

With the existence of [Eye of Truth], it is impossible for Jenkins to give the enemy a chance to fake death. Just now, he was just considering that he and Miss Capet had a mission this time, but in the end nothing was accomplished, so he specifically gave her the opportunity to make this ridiculous scene.