The Master of the Strange Realm

After arriving at the destination, Jenkins did not let the unicorn land, but wandered around the clinic. He had just noted down the aura characteristics of the gifter carrying [Thunder God's Wrath], and after a simple search, he found traces of him underground in the store next to the clinic.

The effect of the Eye of Truth is even more enhanced by wearing a monocle. Not only the aura of the Giver and [Thunder God's Wrath], but also the wrench with a slightly weaker aura, were all seen by Jenkins.

He touched the unicorn's head and motioned it to wait in the air. Then Jenkins jumped down from the air and landed steadily on the street in front of the clinic with the cat. It is said to be a street, but in fact it is just a gap that appears spontaneously among the messy buildings in the mining area.

He adjusted his clothes to change the cat's color from white to orange, and then took the cat into the clinic.

Although the streets outside are messy, with gravel, newspapers, rotten vegetable leaves and excrement strewn everywhere, the inside of the clinic looks relatively clean.

Jenkins walked to the front desk with two seeds in his hand and asked the young receptionist who seemed to be dozing off:

"I want to get my cat checked out."

"Sir, we only treat people here."

"The consultation fee can be tripled."

"Well, we can give it a try. You walk backwards and turn left. Dr. Pang Wende is a famous...surgeon."

Jenkins looked in the direction pointed by the receptionist:

"Besides Dr. Pang Wende, are there any other doctors in the clinic? My cat has a cold. I think it may be related to the spring flu."

After patting the cat, the cat immediately made a cute sneezing sound.

"But it's summer now..."

Seeing Jenkins take out his wallet, the young receptionist with freckles changed his words again:

"Dr. Pang Wende is also good at treating colds. He is the only one in the clinic today. I'm sorry."

"Are there other patients in the clinic? There can't be only one doctor, right?"

"Sir, you look like you are from the city. This is a mining area. How can there be patients staying in the hospital overnight?"

"That means there is no one else..."

Jenkins nodded and dropped the seed to the floor. To keep the interior of the clinic tidy, there is cheap flooring so the seeds cannot fall into the dirt. But when Jenkins stepped on it, strange and undetectable tentacles quickly sprouted from the surface of the brown seeds, swinging in the air and thrusting into the floor, and some cracks appeared on the floor.

"One more thing, I see there is a small store next door. Apart from the boss, are there any other employees there?"

"Of course not. A small shop like this will definitely lose money by hiring people. Why are you asking about this?"

The receptionist asked curiously, and Jenkins shook his head again:

"And one last question, did you know the Gear Craftsman?"

The receptionist was startled and opened his mouth to shout, but before that, an emerald green vine fell from the air and inserted into his temple.

Since there are no other people in the clinic or the store next door, there is no need to worry about accidentally injuring ordinary people. The owner of the shop next door and the doctor behind the clinic are both gifters, so this is almost certainly the craftsman's lair on the ground.

Picking up the almost completely transparent coin that was "spit out" by the vines, he saw that the seeds under his feet had penetrated the floor and successfully rooted in the soil, so he shouted:

"Twin devils!"

Accompanied by wild laughter and strange sounds of beeping, a black shadow appeared behind Jenkins and rushed straight to the doctor's position behind the clinic.

The resulting explosion and demonic flames nearly destroyed the entire building. But the doctor did not die on the spot. When Jenkins stood in the wreckage of the clinic front hall surrounded by demonic flames, the uniformed doctor awkwardly lifted up the fallen stone slabs and got out. He saw the tall and thin young man at a glance:

"Believer of lies!"

He threw a handful of metal gears at Jenkins, but the fire of grace hidden in the devil's flame immediately jumped up and turned into a wall of fire, melting the metal that was about to explode.

Jenkins didn't talk nonsense to him. He pulled out the Holy Bone Sword from the air and swung it forward.

The brilliant sword light hit the doctor's head, but he immediately raised his arms. The sword light penetrated clothes and skin, and was stopped by the special alloy on both arms. Then the death aura attached to the sword penetrated into the doctor's body regardless of the metal, destroying the vitality of flesh and blood and rapidly oxidizing the metal.

The sword light only stopped for less than a second before splitting the enemy into two pieces. What fell out of the broken corpse's wound was the internal organs mixed with flesh and blood, and the blood that flowed out seemed to contain oil.

"This is a level 3 benefactor, and it also includes mechanical transformation."

He said in his heart, summoning the twin demons again and blasting them towards the wall connected to the store.

The loud bang directly shattered the wall. Jenkins raised his hand to smash the fallen ceiling, stepping on the ruins and walking into the store amidst the black flames.

The black shadow behind him appeared again, and before the frightened shop owner could throw the steam bomb in his hand, the laughing demon rushed forward.

The big explosion completely destroyed the already weak building, and the corpse of the shop owner who was hit by the twin demons sprayed gears and metal screws outward. Jenkins ignored the corpse and looked at his feet. There were three Gifters underground, none of them demigods.

Now the three of them are leaving with the demigod's body, thinking that there are other exits to the underground hiding place.

The seeds that Jenkins had dropped on the floor had already taken root and sprouted. Instead of growing upward, they returned to the soil and crawled under the ground like a giant green worm.

Jenkins left the ruins of the store without paying attention to the regional chaos caused by the explosion.

He held his sword and waited. Soon the ground began to vibrate slightly, and then the stones on the entire street jumped up suddenly. With a dull bang underground, everything settled.

Jenkins, who was standing in place, was not doing nothing. He stood on the ground and directly controlled the giant vines to climb underground. This was probably the first time he had fully controlled plants since he was promoted to level seven. The alienated vines directly squeezed the fleeing cultists to death in the underground passage, and then rolled up their belongings, drilled through the ground and threw them to Jenkins.

Without paying attention to other fragments, Jenkins just picked up the wrench and put it in his pocket. As for the strange object [Thor's Wrath], he hesitated and picked it up.

A hissing burning sound came from his palm, and at the same time a foul smell was released into the air. Barely controlling the hammer, Jenkins put on the air bomb ring and waved at the ruins of the store and clinic. The exploding air completely razed the place to the ground.

Such a sound was enough to let the church know that something was wrong here. This matter was not over yet, and the church needed to get involved.

Chapter 1817 Chapter 1788 Roaring Underground

Bending down to pick up the hammer, he adapted to the feeling of holding the weird object. Perhaps because the weird objectification was not completely successful, he felt that although the [Wrath of Thunder] was powerful, it was not as polluting as any weird object he had ever seen in terms of spiritual pollution and his own filthiness.

Holding the hammer tightly, he looked up at the other side of the smoky street. A man in a black coat and holding a black oil-paper umbrella was walking slowly.

The people nearby probably all fled. For this street, this ordinary summer morning was particularly quiet. Every time the black-clothed stranger stepped on the ground, a heavy sound would be made. The metal scattered everywhere due to the explosion trembled as the man walked over, as if he felt the attraction of a huge magnetic force.

"Level 6 Gifter."

He said in his heart. Although the opponent's appearance looked good, his real level was not even as good as Jenkins himself. But Jenkins did not let his guard down. He hesitated and raised the hammer in his hand. As his spirit resonated with it, a black lightning suddenly exploded in the sky.

The ability points represented by [Titan Power] and [Calling the Wind and Rain] lit up at the same time. They were not fully activated, but further enhanced the power of [Thunder God's Wrath]. In the rolling black lightning in the depths of the sky, a faint golden light flashed by, and then a thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit the raised hammer.

The great power of nature gathered on the hammer flashing with golden arcs. Jenkins felt like he was holding a heavy lead ball. In the flash of lightning, he pointed the hammer forward with great effort, and then the lightning burst out in a 180-degree direction forward like a shock wave, and even the thick fog was briefly dispelled.

As the lightning flashed, Jenkins felt the ground under his feet suddenly vibrate, but before he could think about it, he saw a silver metal shield rising out of thin air in front of the man in black.

I don’t know what kind of metal it is, but it is completely non-conductive. In the "ocean" of arc flow, it forcibly divides the lightning shock wave into two. But the strength of the material itself cannot support the resistance to huge energy. Before the lightning that almost submerged the entire area disappeared, the shield turned into dust and disappeared.

"It's probably something like [the blessing of books]."

Jenkins thought to himself, and saw the man in black clothes suddenly jump up, as if he was about to fly, and almost jumped to the second floor of an ordinary building. He probably didn't have many metal parts on him, so the lightning shock wave that almost swept across the surface did not affect him too much.

But Jenkins would not give him a chance to land. When he saw the other party jump, he raised the hammer again and threw the black thunderbolt that fell from the sky. The black lightning directly hit the enemy in the air who could not dodge. He screamed and fell backwards. He had lost consciousness when he landed.

"Dead? It can't be that simple?"

Jenkins thought in surprise, and glanced at the hammer in his hand:

"Also, which Thor is the so-called [Wrath of Thunder God]? Is it an unknown false god?"

While thinking, he looked around. The sixth-level gifter who was knocked out was not dead. The evidence was that his spiritual light was not extinguished. Jenkins reached out and touched the orange cat Maple Leaf on his shoulder, asking it not to stretch out its little claws to test the lightning near the hammer.

He walked over quickly to end the enemy's life, and then changed into Jenkins' identity after leaving, so that the matter would be successfully concluded.

Unexpectedly, he had just taken two steps forward when he saw a vague figure standing up behind the gray fog.

His standing posture was very strange, like a puppet controlled by silk threads. Jenkins subconsciously stopped and wanted to see what the other party was going to do. At the same time, he raised the hammer in his hand slightly, ready to attack again at any time.

But the figure behind the gray fog did not rush towards Jenkins. Instead, it crawled on all fours like an animal to the ruins of the clinic. Jenkins immediately followed and found that the figure did not run far, but plunged directly into the ruins and lay on the bright black mechanical piano that was half pressed by a wooden beam.

Jenkins did not know why there was a piano in the clinic.

"What?"

Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, Jenkins had heard Mr. Hood describe it. He was startled. The laughing shadow behind him rushed straight to the piano, but after the smoke and dust of the explosion disappeared, what appeared in front of him was not a machine in pieces, but a monster that still maintained a human shape, but with metal parts piercing all over its body.

This is much lower than the degree of fusion between Luther and the steam engine. Luther almost perfectly incorporated the components of the steam engine into his body, while this one just split the piano as a whole and forcefully "stuffed" it into his torso, which is more like the fusion of flesh and blood and the textile machine that Jenkins saw for the first time. But it was still scary. When the strange black aura lit up, the light spot representing the ability of the gifter did not go out.

He changed from human form to another life form, but Jenkins did not see him swallow the [Gear Bacteria]. This was different from the conclusion that "the fusion of corpses and machines was caused by gear bacteria" in the last inference. Jenkins began to wonder what the cultists of the Gear Craftsmen Association were doing.

But thinking of the first fusion of the textile machine and the human body, and the second fusion of the steam engine and the human body, both showed different forms, Jenkins could not draw a valid conclusion for the time being.

He held the hammer and watched the monster crawling on the ground like a puppet. As the piano keys gradually sounded from the bass to the treble, the surrounding fog began to rotate around it.

The sound in the wind gradually became weird, and the continuous notes formed a weird melody. A subtle irritability appeared in his heart, and at the same time, the exposed metal part of the monster became hot, as if it was heated by a huge heat source inside the body.

No matter what kind of power this thing has, Jenkins doesn't plan to wait for the other party's "performance" to end. He switched the hammer to his left hand and drew his sword with his right hand. As the spirit and the sword resonated, the green and gray representing life and death were wrapped around the sword at the same time.

"Death Aura!"

The huge halo spread from the feet to the surroundings, and the decaying light made the wild grass that flourished in summer turn yellow and withered visibly with the naked eye.

"The origin of life!"

The green light overflowed from the body. The emerald light was the essence of life. The powerful vitality made the remaining plant roots in the soil under the feet tremble.

Gray and green were entangled on the sword at the same time. As Jenkins stabbed forward, the sword light submerged everything in front of him. Two different strange situations made Jenkins have a more comprehensive understanding of death and life. The change brought about by this is not the increase of abilities, but also a better control of the balance between the two.

The burst of sword light completely flattened the entire street, and the aftermath even left a mark on the low hill cliff not far away. The monster that attacked head-on was cut in half by Jenkins, and the strange piano sound stopped, and everything seemed to have returned to calm.

"Is it over?"

Jenkins, who was panting slightly, did not relax, but instead watched the body that was cut into two pieces wriggling on the ground. He wanted to step forward and give the body a final blow, but inspiration reminded him of the extreme danger.

His body instinctively jumped to the left, and just as Jenkins dodged, accompanied by the indescribable huge mechanical noise deep underground, an iron-gray column pierced the ground from where he was originally standing.

Jenkins did not stop after landing, and the ground began to vibrate again. It was unknown how many earthquakes there were today. The violent shaking of the ground made it almost impossible for people to stand firmly. At the same time, the iron-gray columns that continued to rise from the ground also followed Jenkins' footsteps, trying to pierce him again and again.

The continuous mechanical noise came from deep underground, as if connected to a song from the abyss. An extremely bad feeling made Jenkins subconsciously look at his feet.

His realization could not penetrate the thick soil and rock layers, but the inexplicable inspiration made him seem to see a huge thing covered with interlocking gears, which slightly revealed a corner in the darkness and headed towards the sky in the abyss.

That thing was weird and orderly, and the strong mechanical sense bound the gears that could be observed on the surface to rotate together. And once you want to entangle which force is maintaining its movement, you will unknowingly fall into the exploration of this perfect machine.

Even the mind was trembling, but fortunately, self-control made Jenkins wake up from the illusion. Seeing the iron-gray pillars constantly extending from the ground, he could hardly find the ground to land, so he could only call the unicorn waiting in the air, ride on the back of the little beast to fly high, and watch the nearby ground "undulating" like a lake.

As the metal pillars rose, the metal chains spliced ​​by gears also stretched out from the depths of the earth. Countless chains swayed in the middle of the metal pillars, and the regular movements formed by each other made Jenkins a little dizzy.

The roar coming from deep underground became louder and louder, and at the same time, dark clouds floated from nowhere in the sky above and blocked the sun. Thick fog surged, blocking the space like a maze, and the body in the center of the metal pillars, which was split into two parts, was pierced by two gear chains.

The chain "held up" the two sections of the corpse and slowly put them together. The new, slimmer gear chain controlled the fine gears to sew the broken section of the corpse, like a surgical operation.

At the same time, the tops of the metal pillars that vaguely formed a certain pattern lit up like rust. These lights connected the chains together and finally converged on the heart of the central corpse.

Chapter 1818 Chapter 1789 The Land of Steel

The chains formed a huge rusty bronze "bud", and when they were sewn together, the corpse opened its eyes in the center of the bud. Its completely black eyes followed the movement of the body by the chains, and looked at Jenkins in the air.

The hundreds of chains gathered together and squirmed around the corpse, lifting it into the air little by little. The face pierced by two screw rods faced Jenkins head-on. The terrifying eyes that were so black that they seemed to be glowing actually had a charm that could only be found in intelligent creatures.

The sky turned dark, and dark clouds and thick fog completely blocked the sun from the earth. In the dark sky, the holy white light from the unicorn's horn helped Jenkins illuminate his vision.

The sewn-up corpse and the chains, together with the hundreds of metal pillars protruding from the ground, drew inspiration from the ground. A rusty yellow dim light emanated from the chains and the corpse, making the rising corpse look extremely strange.

The black aura was extremely bright at this moment, and the unicorn stepped on the air uneasily. Wisps of black continued to emerge from the parts of Jenkins' skin that were in direct contact with the air. His nose smelled the unique smell of oil, and his ears vaguely heard strange sounds coming from the depths of the earth.

Stimulated by the aura of the strange thing, the [Thunder God's Wrath] held in his left hand showed signs of losing control, but it was quickly suppressed by Jenkins.

A powerful inspiration reminded Jenkins that what was looking at him at this moment was definitely not the sutured corpse. Deep in the earth, something indescribably huge and terrifying was looking at him with the help of the corpse. Hidden behind the corpse is a behemoth from ancient times with extraordinary wisdom. Its terrifying power and unimaginable wisdom are enough to suppress the life forms of normal intelligent creatures.

"A believer in lies."

The voice of the corpse came from the wind. There was no human tone, but it was like the sound of metal friction mixed together to make a vibration. The completely black eyes stared at Jenkins, and Jenkins tried not to look at those eyes, because the completely black eyes could not reflect his figure, but instead tempted him to observe what was hidden deep in the eyes, something deep and terrifying.

"We...are not...enemies."

Another chain was inserted into the corpse's right hand from the back of the hand, and then the corpse was controlled to extend its hand forward in an inviting gesture. The other chains swayed in the wind, making clattering sounds as they rubbed and collided with each other. The sound made Jenkins a little upset.

"I can't tell if we are enemies, so who are you?"

The voice transformed by the black robe is somewhat different from the normal Jenkins voice, but it still remains calm.

"I...am...the Great Wisdom."

The corpse's mouth also moved when speaking, but it was obvious that the mouth shape and the voice did not match at all. The sound that Jenkins heard should be the sound of the mechanical structure of the piano controlled by the chains.

"Did you give the Gear Craftsman help?"

Jenkins guessed what was talking to him at this time. He did not expect that the other party would show up in this way now, which showed that the Gear Craftsmen would find other ways.

"It's not...help...it's...cooperation."

"I understand, are you the machine under Nolan?"