The Master of the Strange Realm

She stood at the end of the half-destroyed street, pointing at Jenkins and unable to speak.

Chapter 1698 Chapter 1671 Encirclement

"The underground gas pipeline exploded, the newspaper will definitely say so."

Jenkins, who was also standing at the end of the street, said, and then looked around:

"So what was that just now? After I blew it up, there was nothing left. I thought I could at least collect some dust as trophies."

His attitude angered the woman in front of him, but the explosion was too loud, and someone would come soon, so the two had to leave immediately:

"You can contact me anytime."

Before parting, Jenkins said, and did not forget to remind:

"If you have time, please also investigate what is in the fog around Nolan. This thing today... is really weird."

After that, he left without looking back with the white cat Vanilla who was awakened by the explosion. Only Miss Stiver was left, kicking the stone under her feet to the side angrily, and then turned around and left the half-destroyed street.

The half street blown up by the air bomb ring was naturally considered to be an accident caused by the explosion of the underground gas pipeline. From the intelligence Jenkins obtained in the church later, Miss Stiver did report the strange black fog creature to the church.

At the same time, Jenkins even learned that Miss Stiver had successfully "lurked" around the believers of lies. This matter is of great importance and is absolutely top-secret intelligence. Including the Church of Beldiran, no more than five people know about it.

After completing this most important thing so far, no strange things happened in the next week, from Thursday to Sunday. The Three Kings Talks are still going on, but the results are not satisfactory. Jenkins has not shown up since the third day of the talks. He thinks that staying there is a waste of time.

However, the progress of the tulip scam in this half week is very gratifying. Perhaps it is because Nolan has gathered a large number of idle people with money but nowhere to spend in a short period of time, making the luxury goods market in a state of demand exceeding supply. During this week, tulips with precious colors and petal patterns have been sent to the auction house.

Except for the large number of unsold batches in the previous batches, the other tulips were sold at very high prices. People gradually accepted the fact that this flower was a "precious" flower species. Especially after Jenkins and Miss Windsor jointly exerted pressure and made the Nolan City Hall, which was responsible for the Three Kings' Talks, spend a lot of money to buy a batch of tulips as the venue decoration, the price of tulips rose to an unacceptable price.

But Jenkins's goal was not only to increase the price of tulips, he hoped that people would regard this flower as a kind of wealth that could increase in value. Therefore, tulips should not only appear in auction houses, but also in places where ordinary citizens could access them.

Therefore, Jenkins would produce a certain number of ordinary-colored tulips every day, which would be sold to all parts of Nolan by the flower girls in Nolan through Miss Windsor's channels.

Jenkins even had a new idea. Starting from the weekend, flower girls were allowed to buy back tulips from people at a lower price, and then sell them at a unified daily high retail price - of course no one would buy them, so Miss Windsor used the treasure near Beldiran as a backup fund and hired some people with superb acting skills to "sweep" those flowers that could not be sold.

The cost of tulips themselves was close to zero, so only the flower girls made money. But this is exactly what Jenkins wants. Anyway, there is enough money in the treasure to buy the whole Nolan, so there is no need to consider the money issue.

There is no perfect plan in the world, and such a large-scale action will naturally attract the attention of relevant departments. But fortunately, this scam is the first time someone has made a plan in this world, and Nolan's Carfax Field has been busy with the security issues of the Three Kings Talks recently, so no one has delved into the cause of this matter for the time being.

The plan went smoothly. Jenkins thought that if he could really reproduce the "grand occasion" of the tulip scam in another world in the end, it would be better for him to expose it personally, so that he could at least get a drop of divinity from the priesthood of lies.

Jenkins was busy with the royal family, the church and tulips, while the girls were actively preparing for his birthday. Jenkins' birthday was the last day of this month, which was Sunday, but he would rather regard the day he came to this world next month as his birthday, but he couldn't say such a thing.

Because he had told the girls that his birthday was the day they met, Hathaway, Britney, Alexia and Dolores were actively preparing. Although Jenkins thought there was nothing to prepare for, every time he raised this point of view, the girls would look at him with condemning eyes.

Miss Windsor and cousin Sigrid also knew Jenkins' birthday, and of course they wanted to help him celebrate his birthday. But Jenkins felt that his birthday was already messy enough, and if there were a few more people, he really couldn't handle it.

After his birthday, Jenkins planned to take Sigrid home so that the Williamites could meet new relatives, so although this believer in nature felt sorry for not being able to attend the birthday party, he didn't care much. Miss Windsor did care, but it was a pity that Jenkins really couldn't handle so many things.

Chocolate ran for a while, and then time came to another Monday, which was the 24th day of [Starry Sky and Long Night Moon], the sixth day of the Three Kings' Talks.

Because the talks have not yielded any results, the representatives of various countries have fallen into an awkward deadlock, so the meeting will be extended. The original plan of only one week will now be extended to half a month.

In the morning newspapers, large-scale commentary articles without photos talked about the now leaked meeting minutes and the changes that this meeting will bring to the world. The sidebars of the newspapers have square articles such as detective advertisements, wanted notices, obituaries, and even statements about buying tulips at high prices.

This statement was tightly grasped by Jenkins. He grabbed the newspaper and brought the cat, wearing a black hooded robe, and hurriedly walked on the smoky morning streets.

It was not yet six o'clock and the sky was just getting light, but Jenkins had already arrived at the neighborhood near the church.

Today, the Twelve Orthodox Churches will organize the first joint action in Nolan City to encircle and suppress the illegal organization [Scent Appreciation Committee].

This will be the largest collective action in Nolan City this year, and it will also be the largest-scale action launched by the Church of the Material World after the decisive battle of the Snowman Legion in winter. Although the [Scent Appreciation Committee] is far less harmful than the Legion-like monsters, the church still put out a larger team and stronger combat power than the last time, striving to make the first battle at the end of the 18th era a beautiful annihilation battle.

Chapter 1699 Chapter 1672 Road to Victory

As the resident saint of the Nolan Parish of the Sage Church, Jenkins must of course participate in such an important operation. The black robe he is wearing at the moment is used to conceal his identity. Now is the critical moment of the fight for the throne. He cannot easily expose his position in the church and his identity as a gifter.

Although he got up very early, when he arrived at the church with the cat, the combat team had already assembled.

At present, the power of the Sage Church in the Nolan Parish is divided into two parts, one in the local church and the other in the Evergreen Forest. The church is led by Miss Bevana, Mr. Gilbert and Jenkins, and the Evergreen Forest has a saint who just arrived last night, Ms. Rita, and five demigods.

Because of the fear of alerting the enemy, all the actions were finalized last night, and the movements of the combat teams were kept completely secret.

Jenkins, who looked suspicious in a black robe, entered the church from the back door. After confirming the plan with Miss Befanna and Mr. Gilbert for the last time, each of them led two combat teams to set off at different times.

This is certainly not the full combat power in the church, but this is a joint action of the twelve churches, and there will be a considerable number of teams to be dispatched from the Evergreen Forest, so the church does not need to mobilize all the forces.

In order to prevent his identity from being exposed, Jenkins not only had to wear an airtight black robe in the hot summer, but also his symbol, the cat Chocolate, was ordered to stay hidden in his clothes and not come out.

In fact, it would be best if Chocolate did not follow, but Jenkins could not persuade it. Even if he threatened to give it a bath, the cat would not leave Jenkins.

After the big search in Turin, the [Scent Appreciation Committee] moved to Nolan. When the church carefully investigated the Night Manor some time ago, it did not find too many traces of the tree house, but found this group of guys selling cigarettes.

Following the clues, after waiting for nearly half a month, they finally found their local base successfully.

That was not a dark and deserted mansion, or an abandoned building that no one cared about. On the contrary, the cigarette dealers chose the street-side building in the downtown area of ​​Nolan, and rented a whole building in the name of the "Biz Soap Factory" sales office. After subsequent investigations and confirmation with the believers of the false god [Hovering Mist], it was found that the so-called soap factory really existed and had a certain reputation in Nolan. It was an ordinary capital institution established by the [Scent Appreciation Committee] in the Nolan area many years ago.

Summer is a season prone to fog, coupled with Nolan's own haze, even at seven o'clock, Rossburg Avenue was still shrouded in gray-white smoke.

This is not a good time to travel, but people who are busy for a living still have to cover their mouths and noses and hold briefcases on the street.

At this time, a young man wearing cheap leather shoes and formal clothes appeared downstairs of the building painted with inferior yellow paint. He was holding a briefcase and wearing a pair of heavy glasses. He almost wrote the word "salesman" on his forehead.

The man squinted his eyes and looked at the sign hanging on the second floor, and then stretched his head to look at the closed red iron door. After hesitating for a while, he still walked up the stairs. After raising his hand and knocking on the door, the door opened almost immediately.

"What's the matter?"

The one who opened the door was a slightly fat old woman with brown hair curled up with more than ten curling irons. Her skin color was very white, but the few freckles destroyed the few remaining advantages.

"I am..."

As he said this, he was about to take something out of his briefcase, but the woman inside the door looked at him, confirmed his identity as a salesman, and said directly:

"Get out!"

The door was slammed shut with a bang, almost hitting the young man's nose. The salesman smiled awkwardly at the door, then turned around and left here.

"The situation is pretty much as expected. There are 32 gift givers, but only two demigods."

A block away, the man in the alley held a palm-sized stone, which showed colorful colors. This is a pair of B-11-5-2920 [Detector Eye Fossil], one eye detects the number of nearby gifted people, and the other eye responds to the results.

"Begin the action."

The man whispered to the back, and the nun behind him quickly threw the triangular paper in her hand into the ritual array carved on the ground.

Under the wrapping of various rituals and abilities, nearly three hundred gifted people have silently surrounded the block where the building is located. After receiving the order to start the action, the five saints distributed around the block jointly launched the maze according to the ritual array arranged in advance:

[Clean Field]!

This is a maze that dispels dirt within a certain range. It is used to temporarily prevent these terrible things from spreading outward when infectious plagues and diffuse curses appear. But the collateral effect of the ritual is to isolate the unclean things that exist in reality, including garbage, haze, etc., from the maze, so it just happened to work here.

Including Jenkins, the five saints stood at the five vertices of the huge pentagram. As the golden light flashed on the five people, the maze closed from the inside out, covering the entire area in an instant.

After confirming that the maze was formed, before the people in the sales office of the Bitz Soap Factory could react, the demigod of the Church of Death and the End held a black stone and pointed it at the sun in the sky.

B-12-1-2831 [Death Messenger Scythe Prototype], the most dangerous B-class supernatural item stored in the Nolan Parish by the Church of Death and the End. Even before the plan, other churches did not know that this deadly item was in the parish. Although it is a B-class item, not a weird thing, the danger of this item is no less than that of a weird thing.

This is a spell item, which is said to be given to mortals by the true god himself. The holder of the stone must be at least a demigod. If it is pointed at the sun for more than three seconds, the stone will cause a fatal attack to all the gifted people who do not have the power of the righteous gods within the coverage area, reducing the life of any ordinary person who does not believe in the god of death by ten years, and the effect will continue to increase with the exposure to the sun.

Although it has little effect on gifted people above level 5, this kind of item must not be used unless necessary.

Just as the gray aura symbolizing death swept across the entire inside of the maze, the third round of large-scale spell rituals triggered by spells [Sacred Residence] spread outward. The effect is that before the ritual collapses, the effects of all the righteous gods' spells within the range are greatly enhanced.

Such a big movement has already alarmed the criminals in the building. After noticing that the maze was unfolded and isolated from reality, the [Scent Appreciation Committee] did not sit idly by. But almost the next moment, all the gifted people below level 5 fell to the ground, which delayed their counterattack and allowed the spell ritual to cover almost the entire range of the maze.

As the [Sacred Residence] unfolded, the golden light spread from the ground to the surroundings, but when it touched the building, it was unexpectedly blocked by a layer of black light.

The children's singing-like whispers gradually sounded, and this sound brought the spell ceremony to an abrupt end. There should not be fog in the maze, but as the whispers spread, fog surged from deeper in the sky, first covering the sun and making the [Death Messenger Scythe Prototype] ineffective.

Then, the gray fog that seemed to be spewed out by the giant from the depths of the sky enveloped the entire sky in the maze. Visibility dropped rapidly, and a cold wind rose in the whispers.

As the whispers spread and the gray fog surged, a human figure vaguely appeared above the three-story building.

It is difficult to describe what it is. With the appearance of this figure, some fragmented phrases, mixed with the pure whispers of the children, were passed to everyone's heart. But those who participated in this operation were the elite of the Orthodox Church's combat forces, and they would not lose their composure because of this influence.

It was summer, but the temperature was dropping. While the spell ritual was suspended, a layer of black halo visible to the naked eye spread outward with the appearance of a blurry human figure.

The cold wind blew over everyone's body, and the wind immediately rebounded after touching the edge of the maze. There was an inexplicable smell of burning in the wind that was swirling back and forth, but this smell was not like the stench in Nolan's air, but rather like the disgusting stench of corpses in the crematorium.

A huge black halo appeared behind the head of the human figure above the building. As the halo took shape, the human figure that was not fully formed actually had a more sacred and holy temperament, but then, the mental shock rushed towards the people who were ambushing around like a tide.

But the church, which had been prepared, immediately organized the clergy to chant hymns, and at the end of the team at the edge of the maze, the nun of the [Sun and Justice Church] wearing a white sacrificial robe gently shook the silver bell in her hand.

B-02-4-0423 [Dumb Holy Bell]!

The sound waves produced by the bells mixed with the low hymns, forming a terrible collision with the mental impact. The surging spirit and energy bombardment made the spirit directly affect reality. Several clearly visible cracks appeared on the flat ground, and the houses at the forefront of the impact collapsed directly into ashes.

The huge human figure above the building moved. Under the dim sky, the human figure made of black fog of unknown origin, with the halo behind its head, pointed to the sky with its right hand and the ground with its left hand. As the language that mortals could not understand was spoken by it, the black fog like the waves of the sea spread from its body to the entire maze.

"Now!"

The twelve demigods leaped up, and as the holy emblem flashed, the golden magic that connected them activated the silk threads in the hands of the twelve people. There are many items in this world that have strict usage conditions, but even among them, B-03-4-6388 [Holy Demon Spider Web], which requires twelve demigods of different beliefs to activate, is extremely rare.

The golden threads connected together and covered the sky. The black fog hit the spider web, but only caused the silk thread itself to emit smoke. Soon, the spider web wrapped the huge and terrifying human figure in it.

Chapter 1700 Chapter 1673 Complete victory in the puzzle

The wind whistled in the maze of [Clean Field], and the huge human figure entangled in the spider web roared. As the glass fell on the street like snowflakes, the spider web further shrank, and even the voice of the child singing for unknown reasons weakened a lot.

Red sparks rose from the end of the street, and then the first team of thirty people immediately charged towards the half-collapsed building due to the giant's struggle. In the short ten seconds when they began to move forward, at least fifty kinds of non-conflicting benign amplification effects were bestowed on them in the form of abilities, numbered items, rituals and even spells.

Twenty-four demigods outside the maze flew into the air to prevent accidents, while Jenkins, who was standing on the rooftop of a distant house maintaining the maze at the edge of the maze, watched the battle begin with his hood on. The strong wind made his hood rustle, and the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind.

He squinted his eyes and looked forward silently. Under the gloomy sky, various lights exploded like fireworks, and the air distortion caused by the influence of the spirit on reality made the angular houses look a little bizarre. The sound of trembling hearts continued to burst out, and the black fog that fell from the sky like a leak in the sky was still competing with the overall power of the maze.

But the shining golden light rising from the ground guided people forward like the sun. Gradually, even Jenkins, who did nothing, was surrounded by a dazzling golden light. That light was not an illusion. On the contrary, it drifted with the wind, making Jenkins, who was wearing a black hood, look like a golden flame burning around him. In the tail of the flame that swayed to the side with the wind, the spirit of divine arts was vented undisguisedly to the surroundings.

The secrecy of this operation was done very well. Although the [Scent Appreciation Committee] that was attacked made a good counterattack in a hurry, under the guidance of the idea that the Twelve Orthodox Church must fight the first battle at all costs, the resistance of the illegal organization was finally like throwing a stone into the river. Although it caused a small splash, the splash looked beautiful, but it was useless.

From the formation of the maze to the end of the battle, it lasted a total of 49 minutes. Because of the existence of the maze, none of the cigarette dealers succeeded in escaping. Among them, the demigod who came from nowhere was killed on the spot by the old gravekeeper of the Church of Death, and most of the other gifters were captured. These people will be favorable clues for further investigation of the Gear Craftsmen Association and the tree house.

It’s just very strange that in the nest of the cigarette dealers, although the formula of those strange tobaccos was found, no instructions for the use of this tobacco were found. The captive benefactors did not know what role the tobacco played after connecting people's dreams.

Among them, only two people knew about the invasion of reality by the [Sin Nightmare] in Beldiran. It seemed that in this tobacco incident that affected the entire continent, this group of people was only responsible for production, sales and making money, and they were only involved in the subsequent matters, but they did not know the inside story.

"So where did the formula of those tobaccos come from?"

At noon that day, Jenkins, who had been busy for a long time before he could rest, sat on Miss Befanna's sofa with a cat in his arms and asked this question very directly. The text materials that were not destroyed in time after searching from the den of cigarette dealers have now been transferred to Evergreen Forest for collective storage and analysis. Therefore, Jenkins, who has no plan to leave the city, has not yet received the latest news.

"It is likely that it is not the [Scent Appreciation Committee]'s own thing, at least the principle part is not made by the committee itself."

Miss Befanna said behind her magnificent mahogany desk, and the metal quadrant was placed in a corner of the desk. I don't know why it appeared here.

Although the weather is hot now, this office is unusually cool, and Jenkins doesn't mind staying here for a while.

"Is it a tree house?"

Jenkins asked, and the cat he stroked squinted its eyes and turned over comfortably on his legs, exposing its belly.

"It's just possible. But we found part of the [Son of the Mist] plan from the text we found, and I hope you still remember this plan. It seems that the group of people also participated in what happened in Nolan last year, but we didn't find it at the time."

"Doesn't this prove that the possibility that the tobacco formula comes from the tree house has increased again?"

"You can say that."

Miss Befanna nodded.

In addition to the Son of the Mist plan, this group of people who are good at manipulating smoke also analyzed the fog around Nolan after entering Nolan. Because this is not an important data, it was not destroyed immediately, and all of it was seized by the Orthodox Church.

According to the above analysis, the recent frequent murders in the night fog, as well as the so-called fog monsters that have been witnessed by people but have no evidence to prove their existence, are all real.

Although the plan of [Son of the Mist] failed twice, and the second time even attracted six gods, the plan still mobilized the fog around Nolan. The fog itself has the characteristics of tending to be extraordinary because of its influence on nature. After being processed by various rituals, infected by the strange power of the son of the evil god, and the accumulation of sins at the end of the era, it finally showed the first extraordinary characteristic.

"The crawler in the fog?"

Jenkins took the report handed over by Miss Befanna. In addition to the text, there were several blurry photos glued on the report. The photos were probably taken at night. Jenkins could only distinguish the general outline of the house, and the rest was all pitch black and unclear.

"Without any additional rituals or sacrifices, over time, the fog outside Nolan will naturally produce extraordinary life forms composed entirely of thick fog?"

He read the key information in the report.

"Yes, your senior sister has confirmed this. She said that she and the followers of Lies met a strange creature. We originally thought that she was fooled by those liars. That group of people could do such a thing."

Miss Befanna said with a smile. Because she was a good friend of Miss Stiver, she didn't have to worry about her getting angry when she made a joke.

Because the [Scent Appreciation Committee] was the group of people who knew the characteristics of the fog best besides the followers of [Hovering Mist], they easily accomplished the work that the Orthodox Church had not completed. This group of people investigated the thick fog in Nolan in detail, and finally came to the obvious result that even if nothing was done, it would turn into a disaster.