The Master of the Strange Realm

She held Miss Windsor's hand, her eyes seemed to shine. She saw herself in Miss Windsor, and what she looked like when she was young. During the speech just now, I even thought for a few moments that the person on the stage was my younger self.

So Queen Isabella had her strongest idea yet:

"Let Jessica succeed, she will be me. After I die, this kingdom will still follow my path."

"No, sorry, I didn't have such an idea."

There was undisguised disgust on Miss Windsor's face. She forcefully broke away from Queen Isabella's hand, and then took a small step to the left:

"I don't want to be a queen. I don't know what you expect from me, but please don't force responsibilities that don't belong to me onto me."

If it were the real Jessica, she would never say such things to Queen Isabella no matter what. But Miss Windsor was different. She didn't have even the slightest fondness for the old man in front of her. Even if she knew that the other person and the Queen Isabella she "knew" were two different people, she couldn't show the intimacy that Jessica had.

A moment of astonishment flashed across Queen Isabella's face. She kept holding Miss Windsor's right hand, even though the hand had been taken away:

"Not...your responsibility?"

"Yes, who wants to be a queen? Wouldn't it be nice to be free every day? I hate such responsibilities."

This is the truth. In the possible world, Miss Windsor's family members all died. After inheriting the throne, she had no one around her that she could trust. She really relied on herself to support the country.

She has long been tired of this. Power has some temptations for her, but letting Jenkins become the king and the power can belong to her. It is much better for the three Windsors to jointly manage the country than to support it on their own.

Chapter 1972 Chapter 1943 The Power of the Human Puzzle

"Hate responsibility? Do you know what you're talking about, Jessica?"

"I know exactly what I'm talking about, Your Majesty. Rather, I want to ask you now, do you know what you are doing? The heir to Middleton is here, but you want to consider me to succeed you. Is it possible that the previous king , is it really as harsh on you as the tabloids say?”

"No...not Jenkins, he won't make a good king."

"how do you know?"

Miss Windsor demanded.

"Does that need to be said? He has never been exposed to politics, and has never shown any management ability. If he becomes the king, Fidictle will definitely have big problems in the next ten years."

"But so what? Although he doesn't understand, this country doesn't all depend on him. I will help him, and many people will be happy to help him. As for him, as an orthodox descendant of the Middleton family, as long as he sits Being on the throne is the best guarantee for this country.”

"No, this won't work. The country will be in big trouble."

This already seems very unreasonable.

"Is this why you oppose Jenkins' succession?"

Miss Windsor originally didn't intend to talk for a long time, but she became interested instead after talking about it. She learned about the current situation in the real world from Jessica, but she always thought that there was some other reason why Queen Isabella was unwilling to let the most suitable candidate succeed:

"Isn't this a little too stupid? What are you thinking? The heir in the front row of the royal family is here, but you ask me if I want to succeed?"

Miss Windsor frowned, her words filled with more impatience and disrespect:

"Sorry, neither you nor I are from the Middleton family. Now that you want to pass the throne to me directly, isn't it equivalent to directly betraying the trust of the late king? I remember very clearly that you promised to After you, the throne must belong to someone with Middleton blood.”

The Windsor family and the Middleton family are actually related, but their blood relationship is very far away, far from being compared with direct male descendants like Jenkins.

"You want to end the Middletons?"

Miss Windsor finally said the most fatal words.

"No, no, how is this possible?"

Faced with such accusations, even Queen Isabella was a little panicked. The old man shook his head, somewhat unbelievable that Jessica would say such things to her:

"Since you want to marry him, then your children will inherit your throne. Doesn't this also return the throne to the Middleton family? Could it be that you will give the throne to someone other than your own children?"

"This is really ridiculous. The late king asked you to sit on the throne before he passed away, but he only asked you to keep the crown that belongs to the glorious Middleton. Do you really regard yourself as the legal owner of the throne? The ownership of the throne, really Is it up to you to decide?”

This is the most devastating sentence since the beginning of the conversation. Queen Isabella is not without any opponents, and the opponents' remarks are similar to what Miss Windsor just said.

"Jessica, you..."

Queen Isabella was already a little angry.

"I know you are angry. You obviously want to give me the throne because you are 'good to me', but I don't appreciate it at all. Instead, I say this to you. But you have to know that not all good intentions are correct. Just As I said, I am not interested in the throne, I am only interested in helping the man I choose to ascend the throne.”

She was still blushing a little when she said this. After all, it was Jessica who was going to marry Jenkins, not her and Miss J.

The conversation ended here. Jessica no longer waited for the other party's next words and turned to the side door of the lecture hall. Even though she didn't know what to say next on the podium, she had to bite the bullet and continue speaking.

At this moment, the loudest explosion so far today came from a distance. And the sound seemed to come from high in the sky, as if a steam cannon exploded in the air.

"I know what Jenkins wants to do today. I admit that he has made good use of you and let you make the most appropriate preparations and arrangements. But as long as he can't come back before the end of the speech at noon, he will not achieve his goal today."

The voice of Queen Isabella sounded again after the strange sound.

"Those strange mechanized corpses, are they related to you?"

"Jenkins has already asked this question, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Then how can you be confident that Jenkins will not come back?"

"I have lost contact with those cultists, but our deal is not over."

The question Jenkins asked just now confirmed that she did not know the news in advance.

"What's your deal?"

"The tax department let go of some tax issues for certain factories, which involved more than 200,000 pounds. In return, they need to ensure that no matter who it is, no one can succeed when I am in danger of being forced to abdicate. You see, they really did it."

So this matter really has nothing to do with her. She just made a deal. Not to mention whether the [Human Puzzle] will appear, she couldn't even guarantee that the content of the deal would be recognized after the two sides lost contact. But now it seems that even the wanted cultists attach great importance to the spirit of contract.

"Are you using the interests of the country to guarantee your throne?"

Miss Windsor asked with a frown.

Queen Isabella admitted without thinking:

"Look at you, you really act like a queen here when you say this. Yes, I did, because I am the king of this country. Jessica, if the following speech embarrasses you, then there is no need to speak. I know this speech is just a gimmick. What you really want to do is to force me to abdicate. This is impossible. Don't embarrass yourself anymore."

The strange voice was like a giant roaring in the distance. This interrupted the conversation of the two again. Due to the structure of the town hall, the corridor is sandwiched between the rooms on both sides, so it is impossible to see the situation outside when standing in the corridor.

"Jenkins will definitely come back. The little girl just promised me."

"You would rather believe a little girl than me? Then let's wait and see. The break time is over in five minutes. I want to see how he will come back.

Also, I heard that Jenkins has a very special relationship with that little girl, and his relationship with his cat is also very special. You have to be careful..."

At the same time, on the other side of the city, Miss Befanna stood in the air, and the book in her right hand was turning pages quickly and automatically. Below her, a dark-skinned, tall and thin man was standing in the middle of the street, his hands raised high with a hearty smile on his face, as if he wanted to embrace the sun.

But in fact, only half of the sun was left behind the fog. A solar eclipse occurred here, but it was only here that an eclipse occurred. The human puzzle turned into a strange creature A-03-4-2392 [The Crawling Dark Sun Messenger] at this time, which summoned this strange celestial phenomenon.

This is the fifth strange creature image that has been pieced together since the appearance of the [Human Puzzle], which also made the church understand that the other party is definitely not the strange creature that is being housed in the Mechanical Church. Although the abilities are exactly the same, the humanoid strange creature that is pieced together is much weaker than the original one.

The appearance of the [Crawling Dark Sun Messenger] at this time gave the [Human Puzzle] the ability to call for a solar eclipse and weaken all divine powers during the existence of the solar eclipse. It did not make the entire sun disappear, but reorganized again when there was only one-third of the sun left.

But the eclipse summoned by this will last at least half an hour, and the effect of the suppression of divine power will also exist during this half an hour.

Whew~

The book in Miss Befanna's hand finally stopped turning pages, and she stretched out her free left hand and pressed on the page. A golden light finally appeared in the originally dim sky, and the light hit the ground directly, but did not interrupt the instant deformation and reorganization of the [Human Puzzle].

After the transformation, it was wearing dirty blue overalls with suspenders. Although it looked like a human, its ten fingers were replaced by ten kinds of metal tools such as screwdrivers, wrenches, and screwdrivers.

"B-10-4-3392 [Fanatical Mechanic Repairer]? Not good!"

As the appearance of the human puzzle was completely finalized, the mechanized corpses that had been hovering around it and responsible for protecting its safety until the eclipse appeared, the parts in their bodies fell to the ground like being squeezed out of the flesh.

But more parts with shiny metallic colors grew out of the corpses again, making these corpses controlled by the curse look even more terrifying.

Miss Befanna sighed. Even she was somewhat discouraged by her useless efforts. But the church did not expect her to be able to stop the [Human Puzzle] from transforming. When the [Fanatical Mechanical Repairer] appeared, the church's team rushed in from all directions of the block and confronted the mechanical corpses surrounding the strange creature head-on.

Under the suppression of the summoned solar eclipse, most of the effects of magical abilities were reduced. This made the battle situation, which was already unfavorable to the church, even more dangerous.

The church can only barely prevent these corpses fused with various machines from leaving the area. Although they can be eliminated, the efficiency is very low. But corpses with mechanical curses appear one after another, and the curse is spreading to the entire area. Although this is not the most densely populated slum in Nolan, once the curse spreads uncontrollably, the impact will definitely be greater than [Human Puzzle].

Although the strength of the mechanical corpse was unexpected, the demigods and sons of the Twelve Orthodox Church successfully blocked the [Human Puzzle]. So far, all the images it has shown have been deciphered by the church. Although the church can't do anything about this thing, it can't gain the upper hand in the battle with the church.

Chapter 1973 Chapter 1944 Appearance

A steady stream of support rushed here from the Evergreen Forest, forming an encirclement around the area. If there is no other way after Jenkins arrives, he can only kill all the mechanized corpses here at the cost of destroying the entire area, and then fight the [Human Puzzle] on the scorched earth.

The church must not allow the curse to spread in Nolan.

Miss Bevanna in the sky saw the carriage rushing in here. When she saw Captain Binsi jumped out, Miss Bevanna immediately dropped down to meet him. In addition to her, Miss Bennett, the Holy Child of the Church of Nature, the old gravekeeper of the Church of Death, and the demigods of the Ocean Church also flew over.

"Where's Jenkins?"

Miss Bevanna looked at the carriage behind Captain Binsey, expecting Jenkins to emerge from the carriage with his cat at the next moment.

"Still at the city hall, but he said that he has a plan. While awakening the World Tree seedlings, he also gained some knowledge, enough to deal with the current disaster. He said that someone will come soon with arrows, but We need to prepare a bow, a wooden bow that can shoot arrows of destruction."

"No problem, leave this to us."

said Miss Bennet, and then asked:

"How long will it take for him to come here? Will someone bring him here? I remember he can't fly."

"Then let me go."

Miss Bevanna said as she was about to set off, but Captain Binsey wanted to stop her because Jenkins said no one needed to pick him up.

At this time, there was a strange movement on the ground. Just below the carriage parked on the roadside, it seemed that a drill was drilling upwards. Small-scale ground vibrations and bulges appeared at the same time.

The driver immediately jumped out of the car and escaped from the dangerous area. Miss Bevanna and the four of them also kept retreating under the gloomy sky, watching as the little dirt bag appeared, dozens of rotten human hands stretched out directly from under the hard road surface. Towards the sky, the mechanized corpse slowly crawled out of the ground, relying on the hard metal protruding from the surface of the body and the metalized fingernails to dig through the road from bottom to top.

After they crawled out, everyone saw that each corpse had brass locks on the shoulder blades of its exposed upper body, and the locks were connected to the chains.

As the corpses crawled out of the ground, a brass-colored coffin was pulled up by the corpses in the center where the many chains were connected, under the rising mound of earth.

The coffin is entirely made of metal. It looks like a standard coffin, with a narrow top and a metal gear hanging from the lid.

As the metal gears squeaked and turned, the coffin lid slowly turned to one side, revealing a pale and ugly man, as if his face was swollen by boiling water and got chickenpox and measles, and then he was coated with glue and sprinkled with a handful of black sesame seeds. The man opened his eyes.

"Vampire?"

The experienced old tombkeeper immediately recognized what the other party was.

"Eighth level demigod."

Miss Bevanna relied on her own book to judge.

Not just a demigod-level vampire, that ugly guy immediately smiled at Miss Bevanna and others after opening his eyes. When he smiled, his teeth were exposed, but they were neither white and neat nor full of burnt yellow. His teeth were made of steel, and their dull silvery white color looked even more weird when compared with that ridiculously ugly face.

"Introduce yourself, Bruch Gangro Nofele. I am a demigod affiliated with the Treehouse organization. As you can see, I am not human."

No demigods have appeared in the treehouse for a long time, and Jenkins eliminated them much faster than the treehouse could recruit and train demigods.

"What happened here today was presided over and guided by me. But don't worry, everyone, the order I received was just to create chaos here, and we can evacuate at two o'clock in the afternoon."

As he spoke, he stepped out of the coffin. The loud sound produced by his footsteps on the ground was not commensurate with his size. So you can imagine how much of that elegant velvet formal suit and shirt is made of flesh and how much is metal.

"Oh, one more thing."

He took out a slender oval box from his coat pocket, but under the vigilant eyes of everyone in the church, he just took out a pair of glasses and put them in front of his eyes:

"Her Majesty, the Queen, who is in charge of this land, has given us this commission."

"Are you trying to drive a wedge between the church and Queen Isabella?"

Miss Bevanna asked.

"Do I still need to create a estrangement?"

He twisted his body in an awkward posture and pulled out a slender stabbing sword from the empty coffin behind him. It didn't look sharp, and the sword was covered with burrs, as if it hadn't been polished at all:

"So where is that [World Tree Seedling] William? Let him be my opponent."

The blood-sucking species was eager to try:

"I am looking forward to what kind of power the savior has."

"Why do you think Jenkins will appear? Is this a trap for him?"

"Trap? No, no, he must appear, because only the [World Tree Seedling] can fight against the [Human Body Jigsaw Puzzle] imitated by Great Wisdom. Only with the power of the World Tree Sacrifice to urge the plants to penetrate the gaps in the puzzle, you have hope of victory. This is already calculated. Now that I have told you how to fight, let William appear."

The two sides were about to start talking, but at this moment, about two streets away, a green light, like a high-power gas lamp suddenly lit at night, appeared on the roof of a distant building.

This is the power of life. Even with your eyes closed, you can clearly feel the terrible vitality contained in it.

"Look, he's coming!"