The Master of the Strange Realm

Jenkins and Ms. Hoffman both stopped moving and looked at the fields in the distance. They saw a white fog with a strong chill emerging from the ground and rapidly approaching the top.

There were also chaotic and extremely dense horse hoof sounds in the fog, and the smell of rust and blood mixed together, which almost made them unable to smell the smell of the rice fields below.

The cold fog was completely different from the thin gray fog in the sky. It was more fierce and more dangerous. Jenkins's eyes with a monocle directly saw behind the cold fog. He asked the woman beside him softly:

"I remember that once A-03-5-2737 [Wandering Soul of the Dragon Hunter] is defeated, it will take at least an hour to appear again. Now it's less than ten minutes, right?"

Chapter 1838 Chapter 1809 Commanding Wandering Souls

Although Ms. Hoffman did not have Jenkins' eyes that could see through the cold fog, she immediately understood what he meant:

"Yes, that's what the information says. It will take at least an hour to appear again... Could it be that the arrival of the doomsday has changed them?"

The red dragon hovering in the sky and the other people in the church lowered their own height and were on the same level as Jenkins and Ms. Hoffman.

The new wandering soul cavalry had already emerged from the cold fog on armored skeleton horses.

The leader was no longer the cavalry captain seen just now, but a taller and more burly guy. His armor was a shiny black metallic color, with fine runes outlined on the surface of the full body armor, and the shoulders were decorated with towering spikes.

The front of the peeping head covering the face was a skull style, with arc-shaped wing-shaped decorations extending outward from the cheeks. Not only the helmet, but also all parts of the body had such wing-shaped decorations that stretched backwards, and there were also rune carvings that flashed faintly in the night sky.

Although it only had a long sword hanging on its body as a weapon, and no other things like crossbows and daggers, this wandering soul temporarily called "commander" by Jenkins looked more terrible than the two wandering soul captains who were easily defeated last time.

As the entire wandering soul cavalry regiment rushed out of the cold fog, two other commander wandering souls that were almost exactly the same as it, who were half a horse length behind the burly wandering soul, also appeared in front of them. Behind them were dozens of captain-level wandering souls, and behind them were countless ordinary wandering soul cavalry. At a glance, it seemed that the number of cavalry had reached the upper limit when the strange event occurred.

"What's going on? How can there be a stronger wandering soul?"

He whispered, but the people around him couldn't answer this question. He felt that the red flame in his chest was a little abnormal, and wanted to get an answer from the red dragon, but before he found the opportunity, the wandering soul had launched the first round of attack.

The three stronger commander-level wandering souls that appeared this time only had long swords as weapons, and they didn't even have the long staff in the hands of the cavalry captain. Jenkins felt strange at first, but when he saw the three commanders almost raised their right hands in unison, and the hands with black gauntlets were clenched, and then slowly moved back to make a throwing motion, he understood why.

"Be careful!"

This was not Jenkins's shout, because the three ice spears formed from the white frost and black smoke in the empty hands were aimed at Jenkins.

This could not be wrong, because the red dragon was still far behind, and even if it was an accidental injury, it should not accidentally hurt Jenkins in the front.

The black rune chain was entangled in the solidified ice, and with the sound of the sonic boom, the three guns appeared in front of Jenkins almost instantly. Ice flowers exploded in all directions in the air. In the air between the wandering souls and humans, the cold fog had unconsciously covered everything.

Looking at the dangerous flying object in front of him, Jenkins did not take action. The unicorn stepped lightly on the air, suddenly raised its front half, and used its horn that emitted a holy light in the dark night to hit the three ice spears that were getting closer and closer.

The four collided, and the ice flowers even splashed on Jenkins' hair. Two of the ice spears were broken by the horn, but the last one was only deflected and still flew towards Jenkins' left eye, and then Jenkins raised his hand to catch it.

Black smoke came out from the gun, and Jenkins rotated the gun with one hand, making the gun tip move forward:

"Freeze!"

The appearance of the cold fog also allowed Jenkins to better control the power of extreme cold. The surface of the ice spear made by the wandering soul was covered with a thin layer of ice again, and a seed was deeply buried in the ice layer.

The gun was thrown by him, and it passed through the air and was caught by the wandering soul leader who rushed over. At that moment, the vines of the plants that grew wantonly broke through the ice, spread along its arms to the gaps in his armor, and like entangled tentacles, they took the wandering souls off their mounts and fell into the fields below.

But the charging wandering souls did not rescue their companions, and they rushed towards the people in the air without stopping like a surging tide.

A dragon roar sounded behind Jenkins, and the high heat brought by the dragon's fire breath from the upper part made Jenkins feel a little uncomfortable under the flames.

After the dragon breath ended, the people of the church directly passed Jenkins and rushed towards the wandering souls, but the wandering soul cavalry that reappeared from behind the flames looked unharmed and continued to rush towards Jenkins without stopping.

After the two charge lines intersected, there was no fighting. The wandering souls passed through people's bodies like phantoms, which was probably why they ignored the dragon breath.

"Not true?"

Jenkins thought in surprise, but the ice spear he had just held was a real thing.

Before he could think about it, the leader ghost who was in the front had already arrived in front of Jenkins. It was probably higher than Jenkins, and its right hand had already raised the long sword hanging on its waist.

Jenkins raised his hand and swung his white bone holy sword towards the enemy, and the two collided with each other and made a loud collision sound. However, such a swing did not allow Jenkins to cut off the opponent's sword. He only observed that a gap appeared on the sword blade of the ghost.

"Why is it not an illusion again?"

Because of the high-speed movement, the two staggered their bodies after this blow. Jenkins did not have time to think about it and swung his sword again to meet the next leader ghost rushing towards him. This time, the huge force from the opponent's weapon made Jenkins feel pain in his wrist.

The ghosts like a tide soon "drowned" Jenkins and the unicorn, but including the red dragon, everyone in the church seemed to be facing a non-existent illusion when facing the ghosts.

When the first round of charge was over, snowflakes were flying in the air, and Jenkins, who was a little embarrassed, rode the unicorn to rise a certain height.

This time, it was not just the increase in the number of ordinary wandering soul cavalry, and the addition of three stronger leader wandering souls, but in fact the strength of individual individuals had also increased exponentially.

The fifth wave of enemies was easily eliminated just now, relying on the White Bone Holy Sword to cause very powerful damage to the enemy's armor. But this time, while the individual strength increased, even those weapons and armor that seemed to be standard had changes in strength and hardness.

"Now it seems that only I can contact them. Although I don't know why, I will lead them away from the city. You should find out what's going on as soon as possible."

Jenkins turned the unicorn's head and looked directly at the wandering soul cavalry that was turning in the air and preparing to launch the second round of charge, and said loudly to the church people behind him. Seeing the leader wandering soul that was attacked by the vines and fell to the ground at the beginning rise into the air again and join the oncoming team, Jenkins knew that it was impossible to easily solve the opponent.

Chapter 1839 Chapter 1810 Dragon Soul Awakening

"Who did I offend tonight?"

Jenkins complained quietly in his heart, turned the unicorn's head and let it speed up and fly away from the church.

Of course, he did not forget to put away his cane. The unicorn flew downward so that Jenkins could pick up a black metal sword:

"Let the red dragon follow me to prevent these wandering souls from losing control again and looking for their original target."

He did not forget to shout this.

The church did not need to discuss whether it should do what the believers of lies said. The red dragon stretched its wings and followed directly, and flew away with the wandering soul cavalry regiment stepping on frost flowers.

The unicorn's flying speed was extremely fast, but the wandering souls could actually keep up with the speed. The flying speed of the red dragon after stretching its wings could barely catch up with it, but for humans, such a flying speed is not unattainable, but the people who can reach it did not appear here tonight.

After all, the original plan was to let the red dragon pull the wandering souls around the Nolan area. The red dragon would maintain a speed that humans could catch up with. No one could have thought in advance that they would have to chase a unicorn flying at full speed.

In any case, this was also considered as the believers of lies restraining the enemy. Even if they knew they could not catch up, they still sent the demigods of the Church of Nature and the Church of Death to chase, and the others landed on the spot to clean up the traces of the battle on the ground and clean up the battlefield. At the same time, they immediately contacted the Evergreen Forest to find out what went wrong in this matter and to request more support.

They were not worried that the missing unicorn, wandering soul and red dragon would disappear. After all, the characteristics of this strange object also limited the range of activities. Although the wandering soul has now shown a situation inconsistent with the characteristics recorded by the church, the believers of lies have no reason to leave Nolan.

Jenkins certainly did not want to leave Nolan. He was still thinking about how to explain his whereabouts tonight when he returned home. He lay on the back of the unicorn and was carried by the little beast to fly rapidly in the air. After confirming that the church had not caught up, he immediately let the unicorn rush straight up, and quickly used the sword to leave two light marks in the air around his body:

"Sword Dance·Spin!"

The white halo was centered on the unicorn flying upwards, and it continued to expand during the rotation. The swirling sword light swept everything around with a more fierce momentum, like a white flower blooming in the night sky.

When the sword light touched the oncoming wandering soul cavalry, the three leading wandering souls stretched out their hands at the same time, and as the palms of their hand armor radiated a dark light, a phantom of a skeleton dragon appeared in the air, abruptly resisting the halo that was spinning and spreading outward.

But [Sword Dance·Spin] was not so easy to be cracked. The phantom of the bone dragon only blocked it for less than two seconds before it dissipated. But this was enough for the wandering souls to change direction, allowing one-third of the team to survive the swirling sword dance.

This scared the red dragon flying behind, and it hesitated to flap its wings and stopped at the periphery, somewhat unsure whether it should get close.

The unicorn stopped climbing up only after the dense sword light like silk threads completely disappeared. Jenkins glanced at the red dragon in the distance and knew that he could only get the answer from it. But now he had to deal with the enemy in front of him first before he had time to ask questions.

While the wandering souls were repairing and preparing for the next round of charge, Jenkins took out the notepad from his arms, tore off the blank pages and threw them in the air. While it was flying with the night wind, [Reading and Writing] imprinted a clear ritual matrix on it.

With a flick of his right hand, he offered the holy spring water in the regenerated [Holy Spring Water Bottle] together with the black metal sword he just picked up as a sacrifice.

As the page flew into the distance in the night wind, a stream of cold black smoke emerged from it and rushed towards Jenkins. The black smoke dissipated, and Mr. Augustus, wearing a black robe, stood out of thin air under the night sky:

"Good evening, Jenkins. I feel like I've been showing up a lot lately. Is there something wrong?"

He took off his hood and said with a smile, and then saw dozens of knights in full gear in the cold mist below.

"This kind of thing should be considered a soul, right? This should be under your control. Don't tell me that the ones inside those terrible black iron armors are not wandering souls."

Jenkins said.

"They are indeed wandering spirits. Oh, they turned out to be those lunatics who hunted giant dragons. Why did they escape again? Sorry, I will take them away now..."

Mr. Augustus suddenly stopped talking, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and squinted his eyes as if to look more carefully.

"Something is wrong. These are indeed those lunatics, but how did it become like this? What kind of power is this?"

He raised his head and looked around. When he saw the red dragon in the distance, he became even more confused about the current situation:

"Jenkins, wait a moment. I'll go back and ask. I'll be back right away."

As he spoke, the place turned into whistling black smoke, and then he threw himself into the black hole that appeared next to him at an unknown time.

Only the descendants of the Lord dare to do this. Jenkins does not believe that all messengers of death can enter and exit the material world at will, and can "go back and ask".

Mr. Augustus came back in no more than ten seconds, dressed the same as before he disappeared.

He shook his head at Jenkins:

"Sorry, these madmen came to the material world. Now that they have found us, they should naturally be under our control. But I just got the news, and I can't interfere."

"Why?"

"This matter involves some secrets that cannot be told."

He said and looked at the red dragon:

"But it probably knows. You understand, but I can't explain."

"If that's the case, I probably understand."

As he spoke, Jenkins danced the Holy Bone Sword into a sword flower in the air, and the two white arc-shaped sword lights around him lingered for a long time:

"Then wait until I defeat these enemies and then ask the dragon. I can probably guess the reason."

"Jenkins, I can help you. With the current situation, it is foreseeable that you will defeat them, so you don't need to take action anymore, let me do it. I can't interfere too much in this matter, so after dealing with these games The soul will leave immediately. According to the rules, they will appear again. Next time, you can only rely on yourself.

Looking forward to our next meeting. "

With that said, Mr. Augustus flew downwards over Jenkins with open arms. Some crisp sounds like wind chimes rang in his ears, and then Jenkins realized that they were not wind chimes, but horse bells.

Together with the cat who poked his head out of his pocket, he watched Mr. Augustus disappear into a cloud of black smoke. When the black smoke dissipated, the man in the black cloak holding the carriage left a terrible crowd in the air. The long journey of the soul.

It rushed towards the wandering soul on the ground, and when the two collided, the black smoke almost drowned some of it. When the dust settled, only Jenkins, his party and the red dragon were left in the empty sky.

"come here."

He said to the dragon hovering over there that refused to come closer. The red dragon visibly flinched and hesitated but refused to come over. So Jenkins let the unicorn fly over with his own. The red dragon wanted to hide, but it felt rude and could only watch the unicorn getting closer and closer.

"Ang~"

The little beast shouted at it, not knowing what it meant.

"I'm Jenkins Willamette."

He said straight to the point, and Long immediately shook his head:

"I heard nothing."

"Don't pretend to be stupid. Before the last wave of wandering souls appears, tell me now, what is going on? When you handed the Dragon Soul to me last time, you never said that such a thing would happen. ”

Some sparks came out of the red dragon's nose:

"You also know that you can never say too much about the Savior."

This was the first time Jenkins had seen a dragon speak hesitantly.

"The souls of the four kings themselves are involved in the secrets of the ancient era. In addition, they were selected by the eighteenth era. Some of the mysteries hidden in them are not even accessible to me. Even if you ask me this, I can't answer... ..Don’t look at me like this, I have not been given the responsibility to guide you, but I can probably give you a hint - have you seen other king soul owners?”

"certainly."

"So have the king souls played a role in them? The four king souls are myths and legends forged by humans. They are not matter, information, or energy, but concepts. Even if the four king souls are not gathered together now, they should not It has no effect at all. Can you understand what I say?”

The red dragon asked, and Jenkins thought of Sigrid and Dolores. Not counting Miss Windsor, the Dark Soul has not fully grown after all, but the Tree Soul and Ice Soul really do not seem to show any power in them. Even after Sigrid lost the Tree Soul, she had no power over herself. Make an impact.

"It's not enough to just have a king soul, but it also requires a similar awakening process?"

Jenkins asked.

The dragon shook his head immediately:

"I didn't say anything~"

"Then I understand. The death messenger just told me that those wandering souls are different from the wandering souls he knew. I think the awakening process of the dragon soul affected them."

"I didn't say anything... Do you know the death messenger? I always thought that those strange guys in black robes couldn't speak."

The red dragon said.

"The question now is, does every king soul have to have an awakening process to play a role?"

"I don't know anything."

The red dragon shook his head again, Jenkins ignored him, took out the mining lamp, and read out the name of the star spirit:

"Lakul."

Although the surging sea of ​​stars changes all the time, it seems to be eternal. The star spirit with glasses stood above the silver-white shining stars and looked at Jenkins curiously: