The Master of the Strange Realm

The charm in the janitor's pocket exploded directly. While Captain Binsi was forced to retreat, the janitor, who seemed to be only slightly injured, jumped up and rushed to the roof of the warehouse as if he was stepping on the air:

"You are lucky this time, next time..."

The cane was thrown by Jenkins like a javelin and turned into a green light, directly nailing the janitor who was two steps away from the roof to the wall above the main entrance of the warehouse. Maybe his defense is outstanding, but to Jenkins, this is just a level 4 benefactor.

Chapter 1867 Chapter 1838 The Chased Hood

"Contact the church. Although I can't tell whether [the priest is dead] is more dangerous or the tobacco is more dangerous, but since such a thing has happened, we can only ask the church to send additional personnel, one of our small teams. It’s really not enough.”

Jenkins used a triangular paper charm to inform the church of the matter. Soon, Mr. Nicholas Traus, the demigod of the church who was supposed to be in Evergreen Forest, came with people. This gentleman was originally stationed in the south of Chesland. The parish, the entire parish is now engulfed in fire, and even if things with Nolan are over he probably won't be able to go back.

The group from Evergreen Forest handles the tobacco and caretaker's follow-up, and looks for possible additional tobacco deals nearby. Jenkins and Captain Binsi are still looking for "Priest", and their work has not changed.

The warehouse area within the "square" was taken over, and the work of Jenkins and others was reduced a lot. Next, he and Captain Binsi took the people to visit the ships moored on the dock one by one.

Everyone boarded the ship as Nolan Police, because Jenkins' face appeared in newspapers many times, so while Captain Binsey led people to search the ship, Jenkins and two other team members stayed under the ship.

It was very boring work, especially since Jenkins knew very well that there was no black aura in this area. So in addition to chatting with his companions, he also plays with chocolate as a way of entertainment.

Chocolate doesn't dislike Jenkins being intimate with him, especially when Jenkins wants to scratch its chin, the cat will obediently stick out its head.

The top of the pier was covered with a thin layer of fog, and the light of the twin moons shone on the sea. Combined with the waves and the cool night breeze, this was supposed to be a very warm and peaceful night, but there were explosions and explosions coming from the direction of the warehouse. The fire completely disturbed the peace here.

"Our mission is to search for 'Priest'. Unless the enemy rushes in front of us, don't pay attention there."

Jenkins said to his companions, at the same time, Captain Binsi and his party on the ship also heard the sound. He loudly asked about the situation below, then told the three people to be careful, and then continued to check the mental health of the crew. Captain Bincy and Jenkins had similar attitudes, that was none of their business and they should leave it alone.

Despite saying this, Jenkins' eyes were still staring in that direction. The church's scribe was not far from the explosion site, and the center of the explosion was a delicate gadget with a yellow aura, held by an unknown level 4 gifter. Even if he didn't go there, Jenkins could guess what happened there. It seemed that there was more than one warehouse where tobacco was hidden, and the church might have really caught an important clue this time.

In fact, the tobacco issue did not end with the demise of the [Scent and Appreciation Committee]. Whether it is the origin of tobacco or its continuing influence, it is a mystery to the church. An inquest heard the committee did not invent tobacco and were supported by Treehouse.

Although the committee's attempt to use the mental power of ordinary people who had smoked tobacco to release nightmares in the city of Belduran was interrupted by Jenkins, the gathered mental power still existed. As long as there is a guy who smokes tobacco in the world, and that guy can sleep, then the mass of spiritual power will become bigger and bigger.

This is something completely out of control. Neither the church nor Jenkins can handle those powers, and they don't even know what the gathered powers are going to be used for.

With this thought in mind, Jenkins looked to his left side again. The area that he and Captain Binsi and his team were divided into was only part of the slender dock area. On the beach further to the west, the thick fog completely covered the gear giant.

Jenkins worried more than once about what the spatially specific areas Nolan appeared meant. But there is no evidence that this is a man-made phenomenon, and there are no documents that record similar things happening in past eras. The church believes that this is a characteristic of the disaster of this century, and actively prevents the raging fires burning in the south from invading Norland through a specific space.

Jenkins had a vague feeling that things would not be that simple, but...

He suddenly narrowed his eyes. On the eastern beach, a humanoid creature with a black aura was approaching, and had entered the area responsible for Captain Jenkins and Captain Binsi.

The thing did not approach the dock, but moved towards the warehouse and headed west. Its speed is not very fast, roughly equivalent to the running speed of an ordinary adult human.

"If it weren't for the unlucky luck of seeing something other than the priest wandering around the city tonight, then it means that my bad luck has come into play again."

He thought in his mind, raised his hand and pointed forward:

"Something just ran through there."

The companions immediately looked up, but of course they saw nothing.

"I feel it. It's the power of a strange thing. That feeling of being out of tune with the world is absolutely unmistakable."

He said to his "colleagues" who were also wearing police uniforms:

"I'll catch up first. Don't get too close to me. Otherwise, if it takes control of you, the situation will be very bad."

This was the arrangement for the encounter that had been agreed upon at the church.

"I'm going to inform the captain, Saint William. Don't worry, you can do what you want to do. We will surround it on the outside. No matter what, we won't let that thing leave again."

one of them said.

"Okay, be careful."

With that, Jenkins took off and ran into the night.

In fact, he deliberately threw away everyone in the church, because the figure with the black aura was actually chasing another person into the area, and Jenkins knew that person. Mr. Hood was the only person he knew who could run around the dock area so late at night and be caught by Jenkins.

Soon the pursuer and the pursued entered the forested warehouse together. Mr. Hood had just seen the explosion here in the distance, so he turned here. The person who caused the explosion here in the middle of the night was definitely not a good person. Mr. Hood would not feel guilty if he dumped the things following him to those people.

He used his left hand to hold his right hand that seemed to be drooping uncontrollably, and hurriedly turned left at the alley in front and entered the path between the two warehouses. He was actually very worried about who he would meet next, but he also knew that if he could not get help again, he would either die from losing control of the power of his right arm, or be pulled by the things chasing behind him to believe in the unknown. Damn evil thing.

Except for a few unloading docks that require night work, most areas of the dock area have no street lights. Mr. Hood's vision was a little blurry due to the influence of his right arm. After walking a few steps in the narrow passage, he vaguely saw a person standing in front of him. He wanted to ask for help, but his sixth sense reminded him that turning his head immediately was the right choice.

"how so?"

Standing in front of Mr. Hood, as if waiting for him, was the priest holding a book, the man who had been chasing him. The tall, thin middle-aged man with gray hair looked at Mr. Hood expressionlessly in the dark. He wore a pair of glasses with round lenses on his face, and held a thick black book in his right hand. The lower right corner of the book was connected to a The chains are connected together, and the other end of the chain is buried in the sleeve of his right hand.

After seeing clearly what it was, Mr. Hood immediately looked away. After the unfortunate encounter with the priest, the spell used after the book was unfolded made his injured right hand look even more injured.

Slowly step back step by step, staring at the shadow on the ground to prevent mental problems caused by staring for a long time. Mr. Hood is now extremely lucky that when he met Mr. Candle last time, he did not ask him to take out the tulip seeds in his arm, otherwise he would have died just now.

He held his breath, knowing there was no way he could escape this time. It was as if every nerve in his body was preparing to deal with the enemy's attack. He was so focused that Mr. Hood even thought he heard a faint cat meowing behind him.

At this moment of life and death, he felt the barrier leading to the next level that he had not touched for a long time:

"As long as I survive, I can advance."

He thought in his mind, and while his mind was empty, the spirit in his body flowed extremely smoothly, as if he was making a last ditch effort.

Mr. Hood believes that he is highly concentrated at this moment, which he has never experienced in his life. Therefore, when the hand behind him put on his shoulder, Mr. Hood thought that the cardiac arrest he felt due to fright at this moment was something he had never experienced in his life.

"it's me."

The voice of a strange man came from behind. In order to guard against the sudden attack of the "priest", Mr. Hood did not dare to turn his head. The man behind him saw the current situation, and then said in a damn deep voice:

"I am Mr. Candle with the White Cat. The last time we met was in the hotel where Horace Luther died, and the first time we met was at the end of last fall, that is, in the second half of this month. Speaking of which, In a week or two, we will have known each other for a full year.”

"Oh~ my God!"

Mr. Hood could no longer hold his breath. He gasped for air, frightened, angry and yet sober:

"Mr. Candle? I'm really... happy."

He did not express his complicated feelings, but reminded him while saying this:

"Standing before us is..."

"I know what it is. Please leave first and I'll handle it here."

His voice was steady.

"No, how can this be done? How could I leave such a dangerous thing to you?"

"I came out tonight just for it. You can understand that I have received a task. Once I solve this thing in front of me, I will be rewarded by the person who issued the task."

The mission issuer is of course the church, and if someone is designated, the mission issuer is Miss Bevanna, so what Jenkins is talking about is indeed his current situation. As for the rewards, "the honor value of the Twelve Orthodox Church camp has increased" and "the stability of the Nolan region" has remained unchanged, which can be regarded as something of great value to Jenkins.

Chapter 1868 Chapter 1839 The Land of Sin

"Okay, let's go then. I was saved by you again. I really owe you a lot."

Seeing his friend say this, Mr. Hood thought he had received a commission from the black market, so he no longer insisted on staying together to fight the enemy.

"Don't say that, that's too polite. The party also helped me a lot. Isn't your arm healed yet? Could it be that the mechanized corpse curse last time had a stronger infective effect on non-flesh and blood bodies?"

Disguised and carrying a cat on his back, Jenkins walked out from behind Mr. Hood, held down his right arm, and used the power of [World Tree Seedlings] to stimulate the tulip seeds in Mr. Hood's right arm, while also helping to regenerate the flesh and blood components in his arm. . The difference between [World Tree Seedling] and [Origin of Life] is greater than the difference between [Origin of Life] and the lowest level [Contact Healing], but Jenkins still cannot heal Mr. Hood immediately. The metal content of his arm is very large. The problem:

"The problem is a bit big. The mechanized corpse curse last time was not strong, but it seems to have been activated by the power of a strange thing... Let's make an appointment to meet again, preferably within the next few days. I recently I got a good thing that can repair any machine. If I find time, I can repair your arm directly. Or you can cut off this arm and I can grow another one for you. You can choose between these two methods, but you must. Quick, I'm worried this will spread from my arms to my whole body."

Even with his new wrench, Jenkins couldn't just tuck it into his waist and walk out the door. The wrench now sits in a cabinet in a basement cubicle, next to Mr. Hunter's fruit bowl.

"OK."

Mr. Hood nodded despite the discomfort in his arm, thought for a while and said:

"Today is Thursday, so let's meet on Saturday night. Speaking of which, our gathering has not been held for almost two months. I thought it would be good to take this opportunity to let everyone meet. After all, the world is really not in the right place now. Taiping, after this meeting, I don’t know how long it will be before the next time... Do you still remember the notification method you agreed on at the end of the last meeting? Or should you follow that method, if you don’t remember it clearly? , I will write to you at the address at the entrance of the black market bar, and you can check it tomorrow."

"No problem, let's go."

"Are you really okay?"

Mr. Hood couldn't help but look at the priest, but the "priest" standing in the shadow of the alley had made no movement since Mr. Candle appeared.

"Leaving me here alone is definitely better than both of us being here. After exiting the alley at the back, turn right. Don't walk on the roof. Walk along the northern edge of the warehouse area. People from the Zhengshen Church are nearby. , be careful not to bump into them.”

"Well, I owe you my life this time, and I will definitely repay you."

With that said, he left quickly.

Jenkins watched Mr. Hood disappear completely before shaking his head and returning to his original appearance. The white cat Vanilla on the shoulder also changed back to the black and white kitten Chocolate, and together with Jenkins looked at the "Priest" standing in the shadows holding a black book.

"Father" took a step back, hiding himself in deeper shadows, and the expression on his face became unpredictable:

"I have no intention of being your enemy. If you are willing to let me leave peacefully, I am willing to lead the 'priests' to temporarily withdraw from the city."

The voice had an unusual accent, like an actor in an opera house.

"Do you know who I am?"

Jenkins asked, few monsters can see his true face at a glance, and the other party doesn't look very powerful.

"I am the only clergyman who serves my lord and prepares food for my lord. I have a very sensitive sense of supernatural gods. I am no different than your enemy, and I am sorry for causing harm to your friends."

The opponent's rationality is quite good and there is no tendency to chaos. This is probably related to the mission it has been given. But the black book without a cover it was holding made Jenkins very concerned. The aura in that book is stronger than the "priest" himself, and I don't know what kind of strange thing it is.

"What were you doing chasing my friend just now? I remember that you should be more inclined to preach to ordinary people."

"Yes, but the human just now is different. He has great potential. His soul is very noble, and his value is worth making an exception for me."

"That's it..."

Jenkins nodded, and he agreed with Mr. Hood's noble spirit. He reached out and took out the cane from the air and inserted it into the soil in front of him. The exquisite wooden product spread out dots of green light in the dark night, as if he also felt the user's new power and the world tree. The potential of:

"Leave Nolan and don't appear in the material world again before the beginning of the next era, otherwise you have a fight with me."

Chocolate probably thought this was funny, so he "roared" forward as Jenkins said, but the sound in Jenkins' ears was similar to the sound a cat makes when it gets up in the morning and stretches.

"Father" hesitated for a moment, looked at the cat, and I nodded inexplicably:

"Since you ask so, then fine."

"Besides that, I have a few questions to ask."

"Do you want to know about my lord? That would be perfect. My lord is..."

"Stop, I'm not interested in this. I just want to know why you appeared in this city? Someone called you?"

"No, I did it myself."

The priest took a step back again. The shadow behind it was obviously abnormal. Even Jenkins couldn't see what was in the depths of the darkness:

"It is the end of the era. As the last stage of the end of the era, the city has condensed the most sins. This is the most suitable area for our activities. If we miss this opportunity, we will have to wait for thousands of years to encounter such a comfortable and efficient "working environment" again. Not only me, I think there will be more of my kind in this city recently. Of course, some of them can recognize you, and some are stupid as if their eyes are covered by leaves. Anyway, since you asked me to leave, I will leave naturally... Can I go?"

Half of its body has entered the deep darkness that cannot be seen through.

"Take away those priests who have been converted by you. I know that conversion is irreversible, so I don't ask you to resurrect those poor ordinary human priests."

"In fact, I don't have that ability... I hope we will never meet again."

It completely retreated into the darkness and disappeared in it.

At a certain moment, Jenkins felt that the darkness in front of him was actually the open mouth of a giant beast. This feeling was fleeting. When the darkness dissipated, only a thin mist was left floating in the alley.

He reached out his hand and tried to touch the swirling smoke, but of course he touched nothing. Squinting his eyes and looking up at the twin moons in the sky and the purple stars next to them, Jenkins stood there for a long time without speaking.

Chapter 1869 Chapter 1840 Metal Hearing

The church never figured out why the "priest" suddenly disappeared on this night. But just like the appearance of strange things is not regular at all, the disappearance of [The Priest is Dead] also has no signs at all.

When it disappears, it has already disappeared.

Because of this confusing thing, Jenkins was able to return home at around ten o'clock in the evening. He originally wanted to participate in the tobacco matter, but the church had already formed an investigation team for this matter and did not need Jenkins' help, so after reporting on tonight's work, he returned home with the cat.

The ladies were still awake, waiting for Jenkins to come back at home. Jenkins missed dinner when he left, so Julia left a midnight snack for him and the cat.

Britney sat next to Jenkins and whispered that Jenkins had a strange "forest" smell recently. She couldn't describe it exactly, but it was similar to the smell of roses and rice fields in summer. Hathaway and Julia also smelled a very slight smell and summarized it as "the smell of the forest", but they thought it was "the smell of roses" and "the smell of morning stream water" respectively.

Jenkins believed that this was the impact of his becoming the [World Tree Seedling].

Taking advantage of the opportunity when everyone was there, Jenkins told them that this Sunday, he planned to relax and not do anything, but take everyone to the Evergreen Forest.

Seeing Hathaway's concerns, he said again: