The Master of the Strange Realm

He said to himself in his heart, knowing that this approach was irrational, but he couldn't just wait here.

Put the cat on your shoulder into your pocket, then bend down and get into the large field on the side of the manor. This is used as a grazing ground. In summer, the water and grass are fertile. Bend down and take advantage of the cover of the moon, it is difficult to spot anyone. Trying to sneak in.

Although Jenkins had never been to this manor before, after getting closer, he understood that the appearance of the current manor was definitely abnormal. The most obvious point is that gargoyles will never be placed as decorations on normal manor walls, and even if such weird-shaped decorations are placed, those gargoyles cannot be alive.

The term "gargoyle" was often used in ancient times, that is, the era when supernatural power was most powerful in the material world. In today's era, people call this kind of alchemical creature a "stone-activated creature." Jenkins had seen detailed information on making such items in Kamel's alchemy information, but apparently after being contaminated by the power of strange things, these stone activated creatures were completely different from normal alchemy products.

"What kind of weird thing could it be? I seem to have some clues."

He thought in his mind, and changed from bending down to prostrate on the ground. The grass that was much higher than the ground completely covered him. Carefully taking out the cat from his chest and putting it in front of his eyes, Jenkins stretched out his finger and scratched its chin, then pointed to the cat's throat.

"Meow~"

Chocolate screamed obediently, and the sound spread far in the silent night, but the short, fat activated creatures standing on the wall patrolling with stone spears did not look at this side at all. Their round faces have weird smiles, which are directly carved expressions that will accompany these life forms throughout their life cycle.

Chapter 1654 Chapter 1628 Entering the game

Seeing that the "guards" of the strange manor didn't care about the meowing of cats in the night, Jenkins nodded clearly, picked up a stone from the side, and then threw it in the direction of the manor.

The stone drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and the moment it approached the wall, it was crushed into powder by the big feet of an activated creature made of short, fat blue stone that jumped from the top of the wall.

"It will not react to the outside world, but it is extremely hostile to objects approaching the manor... Although there are many strange things related to scenes like the manor, there seems to be only one with such a guard."

Jenkins thought in his mind and came up with the answer:

"Oops, it's A-10-1-0988 [Night Manor]."

[Night Manor] is a large-scale strange object that points to a location. According to data records, it originated in the 12th era. Initially circulated in the physical world in the form of grotesque horror stories, they later turned out to be real monsters.

Night Manor will only come to the location of the real manor. When it appears, the internal structure and appearance of the real manor will be distorted to a certain extent. However, the original creatures in the manor will still have seven of them after the Night Manor disappears. The survival rate is between 10% and 80%, but most survivors have severe memory impairment and will be plagued by horrific nightmares and visions throughout their lives.

They claimed to have seen the abyss.

It is said that the existence of [Night Manor] is to seal the owner of this manor, but the church has never found out what is in the deepest part of the manor. It only understands the danger, weirdness and terror here.

The most special thing about [Night Manor] compared to other strange things is that its appearance is not random, but must use a specific ritual to call for its arrival, otherwise the manor will never appear in the material world.

The materials used for this large-scale calling ceremony are not strict, but they must include a Class A magic object, a Class B extraordinary and a Class C gift. In addition, it is necessary to use a spell recited in a special language. That spell was considered taboo and has long since disappeared. Now it can only be found in books recording strange histories, poems written by madmen, or lost ruins. It is only on the stone slabs that it is possible to find the remaining characters.

Jenkins knew about [Night Manor] because he once accidentally asked his father about the differences between item-type monsters, event-type monsters, human-shaped monsters and location-type monsters. Dad used [Night Manor] as an example. , indicating that the terrain monster is extremely dangerous, and it is very likely that there are items, characters and even events derived from the monster inside that are similar to the monster.

The problem now is that Jenkins knows the legend and origin of Night Manor, but he only doesn't know the operating rules of this strange thing. Dad didn't mention this just because he didn't know.

It was impossible for Jenkins to give up on Hathaway and Bryony and wait outside for twenty minutes until the church's support arrived and carefully inquire about the situation at [Night Manor] before taking action. He hesitated for a moment, weighed the pros and cons, and after coming to the conclusion that "it would be foolish to move forward rashly", he stood up from the grass with his hands as support.

Patting the dirt on his body, he walked to the main entrance of the manor without hiding. At this time, the fence gate of the manor was closed tightly. In the night, on the fences on both sides of the gate, there were twisted faces and terrifying monsters made of iron wire as decorations.

The gargoyles do not hinder people at the gates of the manor; they only guard the walls. The guard at the gate of the manor is a zombie gatekeeper holding a headlamp on the inside of the fence gate.

The lamp was not a skeleton, but a fresh head still bloody from where the neck was broken. The gatekeeper, whose skin turned blue and looked like a mummy, was wearing a black rag robe. He pulled the hair of the human head with his shrunken hands and pointed the ferocious face forward. A white candle was roughly inserted into the fracture at the lower end of the head. The hanging candle burned quietly, and the blood dripping down the candle could not extinguish the blue candlelight.

Jenkins felt some discomfort as he approached the manor. This monster was scarier than most of the monsters he had ever encountered. He took a deep breath, put the cat on his shoulder on the ground before the zombie caretaker spoke, then squatted down and patted its back:

"Come on, Chocolate! Someone will be coming soon, and you have to lead the way for them."

This place is too dangerous, even scarier than the Bloody Dinner Manor covered by the Vampire Mystery Lock. Jenkins suspects that the moment he steps into the manor, the fragile cat will be affected by the power of the strange thing and mutate into a five-legged, three-legged manor. The head looked terrible with disgusting yellow drool.

"Meow~"

Chocolate made a soft cry, and it tilted its head and rubbed Jenkins' hand, knowing his kindness. The cat looked up at the manor and clearly felt that there was something terrible in this manor that had descended into the material world.

"Meow~"

It rarely stuck out its tongue and licked the back of Jenkins' hand, then quickly ran towards the forest in the distance.

After seeing Chocolate leave, Jenkins felt relieved. He touched his pocket with his hand and found an oversized metal block inside, which made the pocket a little bloated. Taking a deep breath, he quickly walked to the terrifying gate with a cane. The living corpse standing inside the gate stiffly raised his neck and looked at him. The eyes of the bleeding headlamp seemed to be staring at him, ferocious. His face looked like he was struggling:

"I want to visit here."

He suppressed the sense of crisis that rose in vain and said that the worry and anxiety for the girls were the biggest source of strength in his heart at this time. Even though he had been warned not to get close to the "manor" not long ago in that wonderful and dangerous place, he still didn't want to retreat.

He has always weighed gains and losses, and Hathaway and Britney are... one of his most precious treasures.

The only rule of [Night Manor] that Jenkins knows is that any visitor can get permission to enter as long as he asks the gatekeeper at the door. This is also the most basic discovery of the church when exploring this place.

Sure enough, the zombie janitor looked at Jenkins and let out a terrifying roar. Then it took a step back, and the fence door opened automatically with a sharp "squeak" sound.

Walking into the door is like stepping into a different world. The twin moons that originally hung in the dark night sky are gone, and the swirling dark clouds are constantly flowing, forming terrifying patterns. The ground under your feet exudes a naturally corrosive influence on people's hearts. If an ordinary person sets foot here, they may go completely crazy the moment they enter.

The living zombie gatekeeper watched Jenkins enter the door, then shook his body and waved to him, holding a bloody human headlamp in front to guide him.

PS: More updates tomorrow.

Another note: I’ve dropped a lot of subscriptions recently, maybe I didn’t write about the so-called poisonous points, right?

Chapter 1655 Chapter 1629 Candle Restaurant

Jenkins, who was gasping for air due to the influence of the strange thing, was sure that the inside and outside of the manor were completely different spaces.

The courtyard of the manor has now become extremely terrifying. On both sides of the obsidian stone road leading from the gate to the main building, there are countless horrific "game" tools, bloody torture scenes and deformed monsters, repeating the scene. A horrific scene.

If the so-called hell really exists, then this is probably what it will look like. Even if there is no influence from the power of the monster, a person with a normal mind who walks on this road and observes everything around him will probably permanently become a hysterical lunatic convulsing with fear.

A layer of invisible golden light appeared on Jenkins' body surface, separating the terrifying power in the air of the night manor from the earth. Jenkins tried his best to keep his eyes on the zombie janitor in front of him. Compared with the situation on both sides of the road, the zombie's back actually looked a little cute.

One person and one corpse soon arrived at the gate of the building. The skinny zombie gatekeeper did not continue to move forward, but turned around and returned to the gate of the manor. As the two passed by, the mummy's eyes were strange. The full magic eyes turned to glance at Jenkins from a terrifying angle.

Jenkins didn't pay attention to the gatekeeper, but looked up at the door in front of him. This is a double-door brass alloy door with serious signs of rust. On the left side of the door is a scene of a naked woman being beheaded, surrounded by a circle of hateful and strange-looking people; on the right side of the door is a scene of a man being hanged, vomiting. At the feet of the tongue-tied man was a blazing cauldron. People wearing only masks seemed to be dancing around the pot crazily.

Jenkins didn't know what was going on with Hathaway and Britney now, and he didn't have time to explore the courtyard of the manor to deduce the rules here.

He reached out and pressed on the two doors. The passive effect of [Hero] was activated almost immediately. When his hands came into contact with the brass doors, Jenkins felt as if his hands were pressed on the hot steel surface.

"Ah~"

He bent down slightly to activate the [Power of Titan], and pushed the door open a crack. The door even left a deep dent on the ground. He found the right time and jumped sideways through the crack. After entering the door, the door closed behind him, silently, as if it had never been opened.

The scene inside the door was not much better than outside. The narrow and dark corridor seemed like an endless maze of hell. On both sides of the corridor were oil paintings depicting terrible scenes that humans could not imagine. The scene in the painting was enough to make a determined veteran fall into a nightmare all day long. Jenkins even saw some terrible creatures he had seen before, so he suspected that the ones depicted in these paintings were actually real.

The light in the corridor was lower than outside, and the weak vision was maintained by the terrifying gas lamps of various colors. They were in the gaps between the oil paintings, and most of them were not made of metal, but made of human heads or other organs of creatures.

Jenkins was unwilling to imagine how many lives had been lost just by the lamps he saw, nor was he willing to guess what the fearful expressions on those people's faces meant.

He soon discovered that the corridor seemed to have no end, so he pushed open a door beside him. There was a blazing fire at the door. In the middle of the fire, a demon holding a huge black iron fork was laughing and circling a bubbling pot.

"Welcome to..."

Bang!

The phantom of the twin demons flew out from behind Jenkins, blowing the demon and the iron pot to pieces. Jenkins protected himself with the Fire of Grace, then rushed into the sea of ​​fire, poked the bloody corpse of the demon with his cane, and confirmed that this was really a pure-blooded demon that had disappeared in the material world long ago.

Although the power was far less than that of the twin demons who escaped from the world of self-destruction, the appearance of the pure-blooded demon itself was representative.

There was another door in the room. After Jenkins opened the door, he found himself back in the deep corridor that looked like a catacomb. He walked a few more steps along the corridor, pushed open the door next to him again and walked in.

The room was pitch black, with almost no light at all. There was only a small glowing spot in the center of the room. Jenkins approached slowly, and suddenly he felt an extreme fear in his heart.

That spot of light was the eyes of a huge monster. The whole room itself was actually built on the head of a giant beast.

"Profane production!"

Jenkins suppressed his phobia of giants, and the summoned vines happily drilled into the light.

After two complete [Seeds of Blasphemy] appeared, Jenkins returned to the corridor for the third time from another door. This time he did not continue to walk, but summoned all his ability spots, and then tried to activate [Unknown Road Ahead].

The luxurious purple light appeared, but it did not point to any weird paintings on both sides of the corridor, nor was it interested in the headlights on the wall, nor was it pointed to the cruel and terrifying scenes outside the window, but to the back of Jenkins.

Turning around, it was the door he had just left. Jenkins held his breath and put his hand on the door handle, and the feeling of burning in the palm of his hand appeared again.

He kept this action and closed his eyes. When inspiration suddenly flashed, he pulled the door open.

The door was no longer the deep and dark space, but a restaurant surrounded by countless red candles. Those candles were either hanging in the sky, floating in front of the curtains, or placed directly on the ground, illuminating the long table covered with a white tablecloth in the middle of the restaurant with strange colors.

There was nothing on the long table except the ordinary golden candlestick in the center, and some people were sitting around the table. Hearing the sound of the door opening, people looked at the door at the same time. Jenkins saw the girls in pajamas sitting scattered by the table. Naturally, Hathaway and Britney were among them. These were their friends.

Girls of this age like to spray perfume. A dozen people sitting together should have made this room with curtains drawn have some fragrance, but Jenkins smelled stench and dampness.

At this moment, although everyone looked at him, no one spoke. Normally, crowded places can dispel the weird and terrifying atmosphere in the manor, but here, the overwhelming depression and twisted atmosphere are more obvious.

Jenkins looked at the main seat of the dining table, but found that there was no one there.

"What's going on?"

He wondered in his heart.

Chapter 1656 Chapter 1630 The reason for the manor

Hathaway and Britney were fine, which made Jenkins feel relieved, but under the light and shadow of the thousands of candles in front of him, it looked like a gathering of cultists, which made him a little confused.

The door closed automatically behind him, but Jenkins didn't care. He didn't move forward, let alone speak. Everything in front of him was like a ritual. Without knowing the specific situation, keeping doing nothing may not be a safe choice, but at least it is the best choice.

Blinking his eyes, no one present could see a ray of purple light flashing in his eyes.

In Jenkins' eyes, everything here was covered by a thick and scary black aura, and the most intense aura of the weird creature was on the candlestick on the table.

There were three red candles of different lengths on the candlestick, the same style as those around the restaurant. He squinted at the candlestick, then realized something was wrong. He looked down at himself, and the shadow under his feet was very normal. But among the people surrounded by thousands of red candles, no one had a shadow.

"Candlestick, shadow..."

He pondered, looking at Hathaway and Britney. The two girls naturally recognized that it was Jenkins who came in, but they didn't say anything, just shook their heads. Jenkins couldn't understand what this meant.

"Spiritual Empathy!"

The mental power swept towards the table with him as the center. It was very risky to do this in [Night Manor]. Every inch of land and every breath of air here affected the human spirit. But Jenkins' spirit was strong enough. Although his face turned pale when he activated the ability, at least he didn't faint on the spot.

He used the ability of [Spiritual Empathy] to read Hathaway's mind, at least to understand what was going on. But Hathaway was a gifter, and it was not so easy for Jenkins to connect to her. The ordinary people present had simpler thoughts. Jenkins read out a limited number of fragmented sentences, most of which meant that they could not move, could not speak, and could not make big movements.

In addition to thoughts, Jenkins also felt the fear in people's hearts. It was a deep emotion that came from the heart and was completely uncontrollable. He guessed that the Night Manor was using some means to restrict the people here from leaving, and could not give hints to outsiders, otherwise...

His eyes looked at the candlestick, and as his eyes gradually narrowed, his mental power was highly concentrated.

Lines that could not be detected by mortal eyes appeared just above the candlestick. With the mental configuration and understanding, a small drop of water appeared in the air.

After it was formed, it lost the support of mental power and fell directly, accurately hitting the flame of one of the candles. With a sizzling sound, a wisp of green smoke appeared on the flame.

The flame shook violently before it calmed down, but then an eye appeared from the center of the flame, an eye that was obviously self-aware. It took turns to scan the people at the table, and disappeared after confirming that no one had any movement.

With the corners of his mouth raised, Jenkins almost guessed the current situation. With the activation of the reading, three drops of water were "drawn" at the same time just above the candlestick. The water drops made the flames shake, and the three eyes that appeared in the three flames looked at the ladies around the table.

At this moment, Jenkins deliberately stepped up to the table, and the eyes also noticed that someone was moving outside the table.

They turned around and looked at Jenkins at the same time, and Jenkins also included the three eyes in his field of vision.

"Nightmare haunted!"

While activating the ability, he said:

"You should go to sleep now!"

Even though they did not have a real body, those eyes were obviously some kind of organ of the candlestick. Facing Jenkins' eyes, they were easily affected by him, and under the influence of his ability and priesthood, they fell into a dream at once.

The "hypnosis" effect worked, and the three eyes shook in the flames and then gradually disappeared. Jenkins quickened his pace to pass the girls, raised his legs and stepped onto the table, and grabbed the candlestick with his cold hands.

Along the surface of the metal candlestick, the ice layer spread little by little. The burning red candle flame is not ordinary fire, but because the main consciousness of the candlestick fell into sleep, the three flames eventually extinguished in the frost.

As the candles on the candlesticks went out, all the candles in the room lost their light at the same time. But before it got completely dark here, Jenkins took out his purification candle and raised it. The warm yellow light enveloped all the ladies in pajamas, and their spirits, which were originally depressed by fear and the influence of the manor itself, gradually relaxed. The room was already hot, and they were shrouded in panic just now, but they didn't sweat. Now they relaxed, and the sweat almost soaked their backs.

Under the light of the gift candle, all the shadows returned. The flame of this magical candle itself can expel the curse, and now it is isolated from the surrounding environment to a certain extent, making them feel as if they have returned from the wilderness of the stormy night to a warm and comfortable house.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Jenkins jumped off the table and hugged Britney tightly, and the blonde girl trembled in her arms. Without paying attention to the fact that everyone else was looking at him, Jenkins looked at Hathaway again. The red-haired girl seemed to collapse on the chair. Before Jenkins appeared, she was under the greatest pressure of all people here because of her sensitive senses.

"It's okay, I'm here, there will be no more danger."

Jenkins patted Britney's back gently, and then heard the sound of the chair, and the girls gathered around. He heard sobbing, and then saw Hathaway stand up and hug him.

Although Jenkins felt a little breathless, he knew that he shouldn't push anyone away now. So he could only comfort her softly and look around to prevent any more accidents.

It took him a long time to let Hathaway control her emotions a little, and then surrounded by a group of girls, he knew what was going on now.

The abnormality happened about two hours ago, when the girls who came to the manor to spend the night played a game together in the restaurant. It was a card-drawing game that Jenkins didn't know the rules of very well, which was a popular trend in recent years.

The girls were having fun when the accident happened, and then the strong wind blew open all the windows and doors, and at the same time, a dark shadow spread from outside the door and took away everyone's shadow.

They saw the changes in the space of the courtyard outside through the window, and the horrible scene that followed. But fortunately, Hathaway acted in time and directed her friends to draw the curtains, so no one went crazy because of what they saw.