The Master of the Strange Realm

"Meow~"

It called out.

"Burp!"

After burping, the cat looked embarrassed, probably because the food it stole had not been completely digested.

Turning his head to look at his master who was reading on the bed, seeing that he didn't notice this, Chocolate opened his tender mouth and spit out a bright little bead. It floated in the air and sparkled. Chocolate stretched out his cat paw and carefully fiddled with it a few times, and swallowed it back before being discovered by the power of the sage in the church.

He used his right paw to dance a few times towards the blue and red moon in the sky, then ran back to the room lightly, jumped onto the table, and then jumped next to Jenkins.

Jenkins couldn't carry the small pot of [Gem Party] with him, but considering that this thing might go wrong at any time, he asked someone to go to his home to get it in the evening. It really got hot once at night, which meant that Mr. Constantine had called a party again, but Jenkins had just experienced the end of the demon incident and was not in the mood to participate for the time being, so he put it aside and ignored it.

Before going to bed, the man in a white robe brought Jenkins some tranquilizers and checked his physical condition with the doctor. Everything was fine, and the doctor told Jenkins to rest early, so he planned to rest.

Section 207 Chapter 203 Star Sea, Starry Sky and Star Tide

Before going to bed, it is customary to activate [Unknown Road Ahead] to try. I thought the demon incident was over and there was nothing important for the time being, but I didn't expect that with the flow of the spirit, a purple line appeared directly in front of me.

"Huh?"

Jenkins frowned, and Chocolate, who was lying down, opened his eyes and then quickly closed them. Squinting his eyes, he quietly looked at Jenkins, and seeing that he didn't pay attention, he shook his tail and stood up staggeringly as if he had woken up.

The line of fate did not point to the outside, but to the hanger in the corner of the room. Jenkins was stunned for a while, lifted the quilt, and walked over there in his pajamas and slippers.

Every room in the church has steam pipes and heating pipes, so this outfit will not feel cold on an autumn night.

After searching his pockets, the purple fate pointed to the [Star Sea Badge]. Jenkins got this special item from his father's antique shop. Its original owner died in A-10-2-9116. The landlord sold it and Jenkins got it.

"What does this mean?"

He didn't understand what the fate node was this time. He only saw the line in front of him change direction and point to the window again. He stepped on the slippers and carefully pushed open the balcony door and walked out. He saw that the line went straight into the night sky.

The weather tonight is good. There are few clouds in the night sky. In this era without optical pollution, the bright starry sky can be seen even in the city. Before the winter heating starts, this is one of the few days when you can see the starry sky through the smoke.

He moved the potted plant a little and raised his head. As soon as he reached the starry sky, the guidance of fate disappeared.

Jenkins was stunned for a moment, wrote down the location where the guidance disappeared, and then walked back to the house.

"What does it mean?"

He scratched his hair, not understanding what this guidance represented. So far, [the future of the position] has played a role three times. The first time, he guided Jenkins to find the letter received by his father, and thus learned that there was a huge doubt about the art school student Black Wilt. As a result, Jenkins resolved the danger of the church and came into contact with divinity for the first time; the second time, he guided Jenkins to find Mr. Barnard's house, and learned about the evil spirits in the hospital from the crying Mrs. Barnard, which led to Jenkins's godhood; the third time, he guided Jenkins to find A-10-1-0230, [Parchment from the Future], from which he learned what happened in Nolan City, and this incident gave him the strange ability [Twin Demons].

But the first three times, the goals of the guidance were very clear, and you could almost understand it when you saw it.

"Star Sea Badge, and Starry Sky."

He frowned and took a sip of the water cup. The water was very sweet, probably because someone specially added honey.

"It's all related to the starry sky, and the only connection I have with the starry sky recently is the ability of [Astral Perception]."

He reasoned carefully and injected the spirit into the badge in his hand. A silver light emerged from the badge itself, and the light quickly split, spinning like a spirit, covering the entire room. When everything stabilized, dots of silver flashes filled the room, rising and falling like the tide, and as charming as the stars.

Then the ability [Astral Perception] was activated, and a layer of images from the astral world was superimposed on the brilliance of the sea of ​​stars.

But nothing strange happened. The star sea of ​​the badge acts on the real world, and the star sea of ​​the astral world exists in a parallel space. Although both can be observed by Jenkins, they will not affect each other.

"If it's not this, then the method taught by Dad to increase spirits by stargazing is also possible. However, I haven't gathered the materials for the ritual of increasing perception in a short time."

He nodded, lifted the red cloth covering the mirror on the wall, and looked at the silver-inlaid copper-rimmed mirror while maintaining the state of activating the ability and the item at the same time. The glass craftsmanship is not as mature as it is in modern times, and the image in the mirror is a little dark under the light of the candle.

The mirror reflects a room with only Jenkins and the cat, without any layer of the sea of ​​stars.

"Increase perception, increase perception..."

He muttered, tapping his temple: "I wonder if my [Eye of Truth] can be used to increase perception?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. He restored his abilities and items to an unused state, looked down from the balcony, and saw no one; he looked up, and saw no one either. So he walked out, first turned on [Astral Perception] and then looked up, and the surging sea of ​​stars immediately overlapped with the still starry sky.

Avoiding the position of the moon, he looked in the direction that fate had just pointed out. When his sight swept over, a cold breath fell from the starry sky and sank into Jenkins' body from the top of his head.

"Ha, I can save some money again!"

Now Jenkins knew why his father warned him that this method could not be used for more than two hours at a time. In the starry sea projected by the astral world, in the field of vision that overlapped with the real starry sky, the two layers that should not have interfered with each other actually merged together.

The surging sea of ​​stars rose and fell like a tide, washing over the eternal stars. As the spirit increased, the sound of the sea waves came into the ears, and the sound of the sea of ​​stars covered the extremely faint ethereal singing.

The singing was indeed very holy, but after listening to it for a long time, a creepy feeling would surge in the heart, just like closing your eyes and facing a life that was ten thousand times larger than yourself. This is the instinctive warning of danger passed down in the human blood, and it is also an important instinct for humans to survive in this dangerous world.

He shuddered fiercely, raised his hand and turned up his collar, then sniffed his nose, and kept his head up to activate the [Star Sea Badge].

Originally, he was still worried that activating this prop outdoors would be seen by others. But he thought too much, and the light overflowing from the badge stayed directly on Jenkins' head, and then showed the tide that was exactly the same as the starry world perceived in the [Star Realm Perception] ability.

The two pictures of the tides approached little by little, just like an unstable display with double images. When the starry sky, the sea of ​​stars and the tides completely overlapped, all the stars in Jenkins' eyes emitted dazzling light together.

A sigh came from a distant place, and as the cold feeling spread throughout his body, his body slumped to the ground. The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground made Chocolate, who was lying on the bed, jump down. He jumped to Jenkins' side and rubbed Jenkins' nose with his nose, and then he felt relieved.

Section 208 Chapter 204 Responding to Prayers

"Meow~"

Chocolate raised his head dissatisfiedly, stood on Jenkins' chest, and called a few times to the starry sky. Then he jumped to the ground of the balcony and drew a circle around Jenkins with his claws. The cat wagged its tail, immediately ran back to the house, and stretched its claws to the black metal block.

Jenkins felt that his soul was rising, not the soul dimensionality when he became a god, but a real physical rise.

The star sea was getting closer and closer to him, and the surrounding scenery was constantly changing. Only the tide indicated by the [Star Sea Badge] remained the same.

The tide was getting closer and closer, and Jenkins finally noticed that a dark hole was looming under the floating star sea. His soul involuntarily cast towards the hole, and he seemed to catch a glimpse of the stream of light flying here.

"Pray to you... No matter who you are... I pray to you... Please, please save me..."

As he kept approaching the hole under the sea of ​​stars, he was originally just aimlessly going down, but an inexplicable traction suddenly appeared. And with it came intermittent prayers, or begging sounds.

The voice was very young, male, and the accent was very strange, making it difficult to understand.

After the feeling of falling ended, as the bizarre picture in front of him disappeared, a simple stone brick house appeared in front of him. He was in the house now, and the boy in rags was kneeling on the ground, and there was a bed in the corner of the room.

This was an extremely thin boy with dark yellow skin, no more than fifteen years old. Anyone who saw him at first glance could tell that he was suffering from severe malnutrition. The boy had a messy head of hair, because he hadn't washed his hair for a long time. In addition to being able to distinguish white dandruff, Jenkins could not tell what the original color of the dark hair was.

The boy touched the ground with his head trembling, his body seemed to shrink into a ball, and he still said in a low and resolute voice: "Thank you! I pray to you to save my father. Whatever you want, I beg you..."

"The skin is a little dark, the eye color is normal, but the nose is a little too high. It doesn't look like the people in this country, is it a minority in the south?"

Jenkins didn't speak. He could feel that he was in a soul state now, so the boy obviously couldn't see him. Something was constantly supplying Jenkins' spirit so that he didn't disappear. Looking back, it was a stone enshrined on the table.

It can be seen that this is a corner of a complete stone tablet, because its three faces are very smooth.

The color of the stone itself is normal, and there is no special physical performance. But Jenkins looked over and felt that he was looking at something heavier than a mountain.

"So, I used the Star Sea Badge to trigger something, and then accidentally fell into a hole under the Star Sea, and was attracted by the boy's prayer?"

He guessed, then squinted at the boy. He was really lucky. Praying to the stone attracted a real god, and this great being was still offline.

If the true god came, he would probably go crazy.

"What do you want?"

he asked, then realized that the spirits' voices were inaccessible to ordinary people.

Foreign spirits are constantly added to the soul from the stones. Although the upper limit of the spirit cannot be increased, there is still no problem in using abilities and items wantonly.

After activating the reading and writing, a line of text automatically appeared on the ground in front of the boy kneeling on the ground.

"It's really unworthy of God to do this. It would be great if I also had the ability to transmit sounds."

Jenkins thought endlessly, watching the kneeling boy first look at the ground in surprise, and then collapse to the ground. He kept twitching due to excessive fright, but finally overcame the psychological barrier and knelt down in front of the stone again.

"Thank you, whoever you are, please, please save my father. I am Peter, I am willing to give anything, my blood, my flesh, my bones, my soul, you can take it. Oh , I am illiterate, great being, you can take whatever you need, as long as you save my father..."

"Sure enough, I can't read."

While Jenkins was thinking, he stood on tiptoes and looked at the bed in the corner, or rather the haystack in the corner, and scanned the surroundings with his eye of truth. The only thing with aura in this house is the golden fragment of the stone tablet.

He wasn't sure exactly where this was, but it certainly couldn't be Nolan. The astral realm has no spatial significance. In theory, from any point in the astral realm, you can directly reach any corner of the world. Even if there are fragments of the stone tablet to supply his soul, he will eventually get his body back.

"Maybe look back again by looking at the stars."

He was guessing and thinking about what was going on here.

In this world, in addition to most people who believe in gods, there are also people who believe in or worship non-gods. The objects of their worship are not limited to evil things that exist in the subspace (not the main world, nor the other world), some strange things spread by mortals, strange creatures in the shadow world, star spirits in the star world, and the remaining material world evil spirits, or some powerful benefactors.

A boy named Peter prays randomly to save his father, even saying the words "Whoever you are." This is often the beginning of some huge disasters, and anything may come in response to the call, such as monsters, evil gods, evil spirits, great writers, etc.

"I'll help you first so I can find out where this place is."

Jenkins made up his mind and used his mind to draw an arrow on the ground, pointing to the enshrined stone on the table. The boy must have some knowledge of the occult, for a circular ritual formation is depicted near the stone. The form of this sacrificial ritual is very similar to the most basic one that Jenkins has learned. Some unimportant deviations may have occurred because of Peter's poor craftsmanship.

The ritual requires blood, some precious metals, and a pointing object for the summons. There is plenty of blood, but no precious metals, and the pointing object is the stone. It is really hard to imagine that an ordinary person can really summon a god by relying on such a simple ritual.

Although he is offline now.

"Do you need it? Yes, please take it. It's yours."

The boy replied tremblingly, his voice was hoarse, he was really frightened to the extreme. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed to the corner: "Please, please save my father."

Chapter 209 Chapter 205 Mi He Shi

This house is not large, but it is terrifyingly empty. The main reason is that apart from the haystack used as a bed, a tilted table, and a chair, there is only one pot hanging on the wall that can be called a decoration.

The spirit state cannot hold any matter. Jenkins did not try to get the stone, but walked towards the corner.

A man with a huge nose was lying there with his eyes closed. He was also an ordinary person. His hair was messy, his face was abnormally pale, and he was covered with a black coat that had been mended many times. This coat has been washed and starched so many times that it has an unnatural white color. On the man's neck, black lines can be seen crawling under the skin.

"Isn't it a trauma?"

Jenkins thought with some distress, and then pressed his left and right hands on the man's chest and head respectively. Now that he is a spirit body, he can pass through anything he wants, but there is no sense of touch.

Being able to feel the consumption of spirit means that in invisible places, men do have physical injuries, perhaps fractures that are not easily noticeable.

The candle carried in the soul trembled gently, and the flame spread along the soul's arm to the man's body.

The flames that could be observed frightened the boy again. He huddled on the ground desperately, then screamed strangely like a lone wolf and pounced on the man.

The flames did not harm him, and the boy hugged the man and cried continuously. After the flames disappeared, there was a slight blood color on the man's face, but the black line on his neck was still there.

"Thank you, thank you."

With a trembling voice, Peter thanked the air. Jenkins moved a step to the left so that she was facing him.

"Gu~gu~"

His stomach growled, and Jenkins curled his lips and drew a bag of rice with the idea of ​​saving people as low as possible - anyway, he was not worried about the consumption of his soul now.

The boy no longer cared what was helping him. He jumped off the bed and skillfully took the pot. Then he built a stove with stone bricks in the corner, lit a fire with flint and straw, took a handful of turbid muddy water from the water tank with his hand, and then put the pot of rice and water on the flame.

The result was just a pot of half-solidified porridge. He had never seen such refined rice before, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the pot, but still tried to wake up the man on the bed.

Jenkins shook his head and ignored what happened next. There were no windows in this house, so he couldn't see outside. He stretched his hand out of the wall and just wanted to explore the outside environment, a dangerous feeling as if he was pointed at by a gun came to his mind.

"What's outside?"

He stopped immediately, stiffly retracted his hand, and never dared to try again.

The man woke up soon, and was surprised at the rice porridge in front of him. After learning what Peter had done, he burst into tears. As he cried, he began to dry heave again, and then continued to cry. It took him half an hour to control himself.

Peter and the man ate the pot of food together, and then knelt in front of the mottled green stone together and prayed in a low voice.

They didn't know who was helping them, so the prayers they used were not standard theological prayers. But prayers always have to be regulated. This seems to be a prayer format that has been circulated in the 15th century and is now only used in some remote places.

Jenkins had seen the introduction in the church book. Prayer terms often include many uncommon phrases and fixed formats, so he would not make a mistake.

"Is this a small country outside the three kingdoms?"

Jenkins guessed based on this.

After praying, the father and son cleaned up the pots and bowls together, hid the remaining rice in the pile of straw, and then fell asleep together under the coat.

It was not until now that Jenkins suddenly noticed that there was no lighting in the house, but it was extremely bright. The light was evenly distributed in every inch of the house, and there was no shadow on the ground.

He originally suspected that the room was actually dark, and because of his special form of soul existence, he ignored the need for light. But the father and son were completely ordinary people. In this space without windows or doors, they could not move like they did just now.

He could not walk out of the room. Once he got close to the wall, a feeling of being burned out would surge into his heart. While the boy Peter and his father were sleeping, Jenkins observed the room again, but it was so simple and terribly that he could basically check it out by turning around in place.

He also did not hear the father and son pray to any gods again. It might be because they were concerned that there was a "generous invisible existence" still in the house, or it might be that the two were non-believers.

But the probability of this was too small.