The Master of the Strange Realm

At least for now, Jenkins in the material world cannot do this level of things.

He walked forward, stepped on the ice sculpture made of a huge wave of worms, and looked at the corpses of those worms being completely frozen. With a thought, the frozen raindrops continued to fall, and the sound of raindrops returned again. The insect's body was quickly washed away by the heavy rain. Jenkins walked to the other side of the road, bent down, and picked up the swaddle in the dirty corner using the movements he practiced when holding chocolate.

The bundle was soaked, and the hairless child was still crying inside, not at all happy about being picked up by Jenkins.

He turned around and walked towards the church gate on the other side. After taking out a seed, he used the [Origin of Life] which could only be used once here to grow a huge blade of grass on the ground. Then he carefully placed the baby in front of the door. under the blades of grass, and then slammed the door hard.

The strange scene only transformed part of the road and the fence gate, and Jenkins didn't know what was going on behind the gate. But he believed that the noise he made was loud enough, so he glanced at the child again, and then exited the road and returned to the creek beach.

As he left, the phantom of the road gradually disappeared. The last scene that Jenkins saw was the young Emery Cappe opening the fence gate with an umbrella, looking at the grass blades in front of the door in surprise, and then picking up the crying baby.

Jenkins turned his head, and even standing in the rain, this time he could clearly tell that Sigrid was crying.

"what is this?"

he asked the body lying unburied on the cobblestones.

"Everything is inevitable."

The corpse said, but this time it did not grab anyone's hand. It still spoke to Sigrid:

"Everything happens for a reason. You have spent the 23 years of your life looking for your birth and your family. But when you can really find it, can you face it?"

"I object, this is not a test about nature!"

Jenkins immediately said to the elf on the other side, who shook his head slightly in the heavy rain:

"It's a test of the soul."

"You are a son of nature, a descendant of the World Tree Priest, and one of the most noble people in the world."

The corpse is still talking to Sigrid:

"You saved your own life with the lives of those two deer, and those two deer went back to the beginning, wanting to get their justice. If that man hadn't taken action, you should have participated in your own destiny and saved yourself. , for the mistakes of the past, save the original self, and let the current self pay the price, thus ending everything in the past and ending all the worries... But now someone has paid the price for you and fulfilled your destiny, then , what price are you going to pay to that person?”

"Is it really me who interfered in the past just now?"

Jenkins interjected, then asked Sigrid:

"When Sister Capet picked you up, were there really blades of grass like that on the ground?"

She did not answer in the rain, but said to the corpse:

"If everything in the past is really fate, then this is also the choice I made. I already understand what you want to tell me, I know my true inner thoughts, and I also understand my destiny."

The corpse seemed to have a smile on its face for a moment, and then it really didn't speak again.

Sigrid wiped the mixture of rain and tears from her face, stood there soaked and said to Jenkins again:

"As for whether it was the real past... I will never tell you."

She pursed her lips, which usually indicates nervousness or anger.

Jenkins can never guess what the ladies are thinking, but fortunately it is not an important thing, and through this incident, Sigrid can untie her knot and face her own heart, which is the best result.

Of course, she also thanked Jenkins in a low voice after that, but her voice was so low that Jenkins almost thought it was an illusion. He didn't care if he could get thanks, he was satisfied when he saw that what he did could really help her.

Chapter 1783 Chapter 1755 The Gift of Blossoms

"Speaking of which, there is one more thing... After we left the treacherous realm, there is actually no need to report what happened just now."

I wanted to say something else, but this matter is more important. Jenkins warned awkwardly, but Sigrid didn't need to tell him to understand. After all, the nun didn't want her privacy to be exposed to others.

Because of what happened just now, the two of them became inexplicably closer. After burying the fourth corpse, she received another ability that gave her a blank bubble. However, this time before the elf told what it was, Sigrid made it clear that she didn’t want it. She got it from Jenkins. There is enough stuff.

"Green life-like ability [blood source], by touching fresh blood, trace the source of blood; taste fresh blood, trace the source of blood; inject fresh blood... the power of merging blood."

The elf's voice came from the other side. Jenkins imagined himself holding a handful of blood and drinking heavily, and shook his head suddenly:

"What is the power of fused blood?"

"As long as you can get enough blood, you can absorb the power of the blood and make it your own power by letting the blood merge into yourself. But there are certain dangers in doing so. Power that does not belong to you can only bring endless madness. When fusing blood, you must pay attention to the upper limit of your own sanity..."

[Blood Source (Green Life)] is a power that only level 7 or above gifters can use. From the effect point of view, it is at the same level as the secret demigod-level abilities of the major churches. It is a powerful ability different from the general mysterious ability.

However, using the power of [Blood Source] to fuse blood will pollute your original blood, and may even produce blood addiction symptoms that are more terrible than the instinct of vampires. Therefore, you need to undergo blood therapy regularly to keep your consciousness clear, otherwise you may fall into the abyss of madness at any time.

But Jenkins will not give up this ability because of this. Although he does not intend to fuse blood, the ability to trace blood is still very useful. The tracing here does not rely on fate or smell. The principle of the ability is completely different from most of the anti-tracking abilities today, so for Jenkins who often has to find people, this ability is very practical.

Press the green bead with blood spots on his heart, and immediately, a new ability appears in front of him. Jenkins sighed with satisfaction, and then heard the elves behind him start to sing again:

"The oldest story,

The world is a circle.

From the beginning,

Ending from zero.

Starting from you,

Ending from me.

Nature nurtures all things,

All things nourish nature.

When fingers touch the rose,

the dew on the petals soaks the fingers.

All things return to one,

One returns to all things.

The oldest story,

is also the story of the present."

The song ended, and a grain of white appeared on the edge of the darkness in the distance. Then the light spun and quickly formed a circular white light gate in the rain. The strong light almost made Jenkins, who had adapted to the dim environment, cry. He stretched out his arm to block his eyes, but was not in a hurry to leave.

Put the dishonest cat back in his pocket again and waited quietly for a few seconds. He saw Sigrid silently walk to the stream and finally stop by the stream.

The nun gave him a completely different feeling. Although there was no visually perceptible vision in the short few seconds just now, Jenkins understood that an existence larger than the whole world had arrived. He could feel the world of the strange world trembling, and he could also feel the spirit of life in his body, and even the two-thirds of the world tree seeds hanging around his neck were vibrating.

Without putting pressure on him, Sigrid asked in a very normal tone:

"You don't seem surprised."

Same person, same tone, but Jenkins could feel that it was definitely not Sigrid who was talking to him at the moment.

"You will definitely not borrow Mr. Salamanda's body on the other side, and you will definitely not use my body. I don't think my cat will have such an honor. So, is there any need to think about the answer?"

He looked at Sigrid, but found that she was looking at the stream with her back to him. Jenkins could only see the back, but he couldn't help looking away after taking a look. He felt that he had just seen the whole world.

"Did you recognize who the elf on the other side was?"

The voice was not good, but it was a little ethereal. If you listened carefully, it was still a little different from Sigrid's usual pronunciation.

"Yes, after all, I don't know many elves. So, it's probably not a coincidence that Mr. Salemanda appears here."

"If you arrange for someone familiar to appear, you probably won't be as vigilant as usual, and be wary of others discovering your secrets, which will be conducive to the test..."

The conversation between the two paused for a moment, and Jenkins did not continue the previous topic. He looked across the stream, and the elf put the lute aside and crawled on the stream beach in a weird posture.

"This is probably the first time we meet, hello, Fan..."

The other party did not interrupt the greeting, but Jenkins did not shout out the name in the end. He noticed that he was breathing heavily, which was not a good sign.

"Thank you for helping me so many times... Then, the real purpose this time is..."

"Don't be so polite to me, as for the purpose of this time, don't you already know it?"

The rain stopped, just like Jenkins did just now, the raindrops stopped directly in the air. A green leaf flew out from the front of the girl with her back to Jenkins. When the leaf collided with the raindrop, the raindrop automatically slid to the side, splashing smaller water droplets around.

The green leaf finally stopped in front of Jenkins, and Jenkins looked at the golden veins on the leaf:

"Priesthood [Guardian of Nature]."

He said.

"This is what you deserve. You have a very insightful view of nature. Even those exquisite souls born from nature may not be able to say what you just said. Take it..."

"Then what is the price?"

"Price? You are the descendant of the sacrifice of the World Tree."

"No, this is just the qualification. What I want to ask is the price."

"When you shed the shackles of mortals, you must become a god of nature, not a god of lies."

In fact, Jenkins didn't know much about what it was like to become a god. Originally, he had no questions and was quite fond of the power of the Lord of Flowers. But because of the ten seconds of conversation just now, he had doubts.

"Why?"

"Oh, it seems you heard it, that's a pity."

The words spoken by the 23-year-old body were as playful as those of a 16-year-old girl.

"What did I hear?"

Jenkins asked again in confusion, and then observed that the green leaf in front of him disappeared in the rain.

"Since you heard it, then forget it."

The blonde woman with her back to him shook her head.

"I don't think I rejected you?"

Jenkins thought so in his heart. He really had no reason to reject it. He just asked some confusion.

"What did I hear?"

He asked himself in his heart, and unfortunately got the answer that he didn't hear anything.

"Sorry, should I have heard something?"

He didn't keep the question in his heart, but asked it again.

"Don't ask some questions, just like, I won't ask who you are."

Jenkins' eyelids drooped for a while, but quickly returned to normal:

"So, what is the reason for our meeting?"

He felt that taking out the priesthood and then taking it back just now was like teasing him. The strange world invited by Mr. Augustus was different. The priesthood that time was really inviting it.

"I just want to see you with my own eyes and see what kind of person you are. I am very satisfied. You really deserve everything you have now."

Jenkins kept silent.

"The end of the eighteenth era has kicked off the real prelude. The wrath of nature, human greed, and the sins of steam and machinery will jointly construct this eighteenth disaster. I hope you can save it all. As the World Tree Priest, let mortals know what the consequences of taking from nature will be, and let them know that nature always has a kind heart."

"Of course there is no problem. This is what I have always been prepared to do."

"You are a very special person. I have seen countless creatures in the long years, but I can never find someone like you again. I know some guys who like to reveal fate have probably told you about your essence. Yes, it is not the death brought by your death once, nor the life brought by this body. Your essence is your original posture..."

This is the third time Jenkins has heard this sentence. He wants to ask the other party what his essence is and whether it is fate, but he also knows that he will never get an answer. After a pause, he asked again:

"Sorry, I'm in big trouble now. I think you probably know the Son of Mist in Nolan City. I need new power, preferably the power of the World Tree."

He hasn't forgotten why he came here.

"You have to explore the power of the World Tree seedling yourself. I can help you, but you won't want it because it's not what you found yourself. However, I can give you new power, which is a gift to you, a gift for following the way of nature and being willing to preach the truth of life in the material world. As a gift for you to open up a new way of nature and pull my believers out of the state of sin."

Suddenly, the originally still raindrops fell again, but only the one on Jenkins' head fell.

Ding Dong~

The water drop hit him, but it made a sound of falling into the water, and it seemed to fall directly into Jenkins' heart. The cold feeling made his whole head numb, but at the same time, his understanding of rain became more in-depth and detailed as the raindrops were completely integrated into his body.

He felt the new power.

PS: I don't want to play Dark Souls III after playing it for 5 weeks. I've always wanted to play Bloodborne, but unfortunately I can't buy a console. I can only wait for Bloodborne to be released on PC. I don't know how long I have to wait. In fact, it's okay to wait for the Demon's Souls remake. I don't know to what extent it can be remade.

Section 1784 Chapter 1756 Calling the Wind and Rain

In the still rain, Jenkins let out a long breath. It seemed that he saw the raindrops that hit him, condensed from the mist in the air into dewdrops, slid into the soil, merged into underground rivers deep in the soil, flowed into rivers and lakes, evaporated into water vapor, and then turned into raindrops again.

After a few seconds, he felt a sense of confusion as if he had just woken up from a dream. He summoned all his abilities, and there was indeed one more: