The Master of the Strange Realm

The chains formed into iron balls and struck Jenkins and Alexia from high altitude. However, with the flash of the black scythe, the chains containing the power of disaster were split into pieces under the final power.

Mr. Augustus, who was dressed in black robe, seemed not to want to be seen, hiding his figure in the sea of ​​stars.

"We'll stop it for you!"

The little fairy Vinette shouted happily, and Alexia finally pulled Jenkins to the tall figure.

His head turned towards the two of them, his brass eyes seemed to contain everything. That is the reflection of the steel earth, and that is the reflected soul of the Disaster Beast Difference Machine.

"I'll stop it for you!"

Alexia threw Jenkins in the direction of the star sea vortex, and faced the head alone. The mystery of mathematics blooms on the sea of ​​​​stars, and the power of disaster and the girl who is about to become a god are about to start a destined battle.

But Jenkins couldn't fly, so he could only rely on Alexia's strength to float forward.

Shocked by the changes in a short period of time, Chocolate remembered its role, but before it could grab Jenkins with its little paws and fly forward, Hathaway jumped directly from the train carriage to his side as if falling from the sky. In front of him, on his wrist was the bracelet that symbolized love.

"I am the one who is qualified to sit next to you! Jenkins, let me help you!"

The red-haired lady had a determined expression, regardless of the damage to her soul when faced with the disaster, she bravely grabbed Jenkins' arm and pulled him to fly towards the whirlpool.

In the battle just now, the mirror hung on Jenkins' chest had been broken, but the fragments were emitting light at this moment, pointing directly into the depths of the vortex. The white light trail illuminated the darkness at the exit of the vortex, allowing Jenkins to see the corners of the seemingly infinite behemoth.

"It's now!"

Miss Magic's voice came from afar, and the train with its roaring whistle crossed the battlefield in the sea of ​​stars, passing by everyone who was willing to help Jenkins, and came to the vicinity of the whirlpool.

Mr. Black Cat and Mr. White Cat held Mr. Hood’s arms one on the left and the other on the right, and the three of them jumped out of the front of the car together:

"I told you that I found the best weapon to deal with this guy! Mr. Candle, I will definitely repay the favor I owe you!"

Mr. Hood yelled out of fear or excitement. Mr. Black Cat and Mr. White Cat in the air pushed him towards Jenkins. Mr. Hood had a delicate golden hammer in his left hand and more in his right hand. Got a delicate silver screwdriver:

"Use this against it!"

Both have strong auras, but are only slightly weaker than the Bone Holy Sword. And when they are combined, the intensity of the spiritual light is simply unprecedented. If they have special characteristics against metal creations, then even the Difference Machine will not be willing to be hit by them.

Mr. Hood was also unable to fly, and was pushed to the center of the vortex rather than in the direction of Jenkins by the last strength of Mr. Black Cat and Mr. White Cat.

"Let me open a gap for you!"

Jenkins said, taking the "herbicide" given by the old elf from his pocket, and then the appearance of the Iron World Tree appeared behind him, and the whole figure was like a bomb emitting light, rushing into the vortex illuminated by the fragments of the mirror. .

"The weakest point in its core is at the location with the wrench pattern!"

The voice of more than one Jessica Windsor came from the train. Chocolate's eyes lit up and she stretched out her tail to point forward. Jenkins followed the direction of the cat's tail without thinking, first threw out the herbicide, and then forcefully used his own His body hit the metal pattern in front of him. For the indescribably huge differential engine core in the vortex, it was like an ant bumping into itself, but Jenkins still cracked the pattern.

At this moment, Mr. Hood also "slipped" into the whirlpool due to the thrust. The huge mental pressure and the pollution of the sinful power made him bleed from all his orifices, but the man who upheld his faith rushed forward without fear.

He holds the hammer head in his left hand and the screwdriver in his right hand. The tip of the screwdriver is pointed forward, and the hammer head hits the tail of the screwdriver hard——

"It must hit!"

Mr. Hood shouted, and hit the screwdriver hard with the hammer. The golden lightning shot from the tip of the screwdriver crossed the illusory and chaotic space inside the vortex and hit the crack created by Jenkins.

The cracks expanded again, radiating to the surroundings like a spider web. This was enough. Jenkins clung to the piece of metal, smashed the hole in the metal surface with his fist, then stretched his hand in, and touched the spirit of the core of the difference engine for the first time:

"The world tree..."

he sighed.

The green light spurted from the vortex to the star sea, and the violent spiritual fluctuations caused by the explosion inside the vortex made the star sea appear in an even more unstable state. Mr. Hood flew out of the whirlpool with the explosion, and the speeding train flew over immediately. People who had not left the train stretched out their hands and recovered the injured Mr. Hood into the train.

"Did Jenkins successfully seal the Difference Engine?"

Because he had just faced the beast of disaster and the subsequent explosion, Mr. Hood was feeling dizzy. I don’t know who asked him this, so he could only answer:

"how could I know?"

The fluctuations of the spirit caused strange optical phenomena in the false star sea, and strange color blocks appeared around the vortex that seemed to be disintegrating.

The metal relatives summoned by the difference machine disappeared one by one in the starry sky. People looked at the whirlpool expectantly and saw Hathaway pulling the embarrassed Jenkins. Jenkins was holding chocolate and spraying out the spiritual light from the Flying out of the vortex.

The demigods manipulated the circular ground with nine savior emblems to welcome the two. Hathaway breathed a sigh of relief after her feet finally landed. People who came to support Jenkins flew here from all over the starry sea and gathered around the ground.

Miss Magic controlled the train to fly here, and the illusory energy track surrounded it. The people in the train cheered for Jenkins.

"Don't cheer in a hurry, I couldn't seal it."

Chapter 2232 The Blessing of Books

Amid the cheers in the starry sea, Jenkins suddenly said after taking a breath. The people who were cheering and rejoicing were stunned, and then saw the vortex shrinking, as if to absorb the spirits in this starry sea.

Space cracks appeared in the starry sea. Behind those cracks, it was not the endless darkness of the void, but the swaying metal tentacles. They were squeezing themselves into this space through the cracks in the space.

The vortex finally stabilized. In the deep darkness, dense metal tentacles protruded from the inside of the vortex. The tentacles gradually formed a tall human form, standing in the vortex like a Titan, with a cracked black sphere inlaid in the center of the tentacle giant's head. That was the core of the differential machine.

Compared to before, the power of the beast of disaster has obviously declined, and the attack coordinated by Jenkins and his friends is not without effect.

People surrounded Jenkins, standing on the floor, the sea of ​​stars and the train, and looked at the core of the differential machine that was finally revealed with him.

"Savior, you are far beyond my expectations. You are indeed the biggest variable, but you did not change the outcome of this battle. It is indeed my win."

More and more space cracks appeared in the false starry sky, revealing a huge metal shell hidden under the starry sky. Countless echoes reverberated in the sea of ​​stars, just as the difference machine was everywhere:

"You have used power, weapons, and even all your ties in the mortal world. What do you have left now?"

Even though friends such as Silver Dragon, Star Spirit, and Mr. Augustus were all there, and the team of humans and elves was on full alert, it was indeed the difference machine that had the upper hand in this starry sky.

On both sides of the vortex, huge metal rollers slowly unfolded in the steam mist, and two transparent light screens stretched on the scrolls, showing the current appearance of the material world.

The mechanical family of the difference machine emerged from the clouds, the mist, and the fire. All machines powered by steam could no longer be trusted. People cried and fled on this land. This would be the real prelude to the end of the world, and the disaster would soon be sublimated into the catastrophe of the end of the world.

The huge giant twisted by metal tentacles laughed wildly in the sea of ​​stars. It did not give Jenkins the opportunity to talk nonsense again, and waved its fist. This was the last blow, and there was no need for extra nonsense.

Chocolate wanted to rush out, but was held down by Jenkins again. Alexia and others also wanted to stop him, but were stopped by Jenkins.

He stretched out his hand, and the huge fist immediately retracted. The giant quickly showed a defensive posture, but in fact nothing happened.

Jenkins did not laugh at the other party's caution, but asked the ball on the giant's forehead:

"Since you think you have calculated everything, then, how much power do I have left now?"

"Your spirit is still abundant, and there are only two abilities related to the sage of the inheritance of the true god that have not been used."

The differential machine replied.

"So you know."

Jenkins sighed and shouted to it:

"Then come on, after so long, we can finally face each other. The last move, since you think I am already at the end of my strength, then come on, I will stand here and wait for you."

He stood on the circular ground suspended in the sea of ​​stars, and shook his head at everyone around him, indicating that they should not take action.

Jenkins' attitude may be really confident, but it may also be deliberately making the enemy suspicious. But for the difference machine, even if it sublimates into a disaster beast, its underlying logic has not changed. It only believes in the facts it has calculated, and the fact at this moment is that Jenkins has exhausted all possibilities.

The ink-like black spirit flowing from the black ball on the forehead, the mark of the great sin follows the flow of the spirit, leaving the rune of sin on the metal giant. This is the oldest rune, the rune that represents the most profound meaning of the world, but the people around Jenkins don't even dare to look at them carefully.

The dark light ball gathered in the palm of the giant, and the giant smashed his fist at Jenkins.

That blow shattered the sea of ​​stars and brought about the final death. This blow symbolized the end and originated from sin. But the fist did not hit anyone, and even the aftermath of the power did not hurt anyone.

Jenkins raised his right hand, palm up, and the transparent golden barrier resisted the fist of the metal giant.

Most people here can summon similar shields, and the ability used by Jenkins is not unique. The huge translucent golden pages almost covered half of the star sea, and the words flowing in them were indeed unrecognizable to anyone.

The giant's fist was blocked by [The Blessing of Books]. After [Four Seasons] nurtured the World Tree, Jenkins returned to the metal tower and let the silver dragon take him back to the church. Then, he used the method his father had said and sacrificed five blank bubbles to directly learn the church's divine art [The Blessing of Books] unconditionally.

At this moment, the huge golden book pages completely sheltered everyone. The pages flew up and down with the ups and downs of the sea of ​​stars. The giant's full blow did not even leave any cracks on it.

Countless words and pictures dance in the pages of the book. Even the most knowledgeable people cannot understand the meaning of those words. Even the most knowledgeable people cannot identify where the cities in those pictures belong.

The long river of time seems to be engraved on the unfolded page. Although people cannot interpret it, they understand inexplicably that what is recorded on it is the complete history of civilization of the entire world.

Not only that, in the corners of the pages, denser text records crazy and interesting knowledge. In a completely materialistic world, the culture created by people relaxing their minds, the poison to the idealistic world, the crazy culture and assumptions that corrode the soul, together create the most indestructible shell.

Order, chaos, kindness, and lawfulness, these together lay the foundation of civilization and together constitute the information from distant time and space.

[The Blessing of Books] itself forms shields of different strengths and weaknesses based on the number of books the user has read and the number of spirits. The decisive factor is actually the number of spirits. But that’s because the power of the books a mortal reads throughout his life cannot compare with the extraordinary element of “spirit”.

In the hands of Jenkins, the chapters composed of civilizations from other worlds, and the words born under different rules and imaginations, stacked up have a far more spiritual effect.

The huge book pages floating in the sea of ​​stars at this moment are the power brought by the foreign visitors' experiences and readings in the first half of their lives. That majestic power is actually not weaker than the beast of disaster, and while the power of sin is affecting space and corrupting time and space, the golden pages are also corroding time and space and changing the rules.

What he brought not only was the knowledge and culture from another world, but his soul also brought different rules and information on the progress of civilization under different rules. On a rainy night a year ago, Jenkins tried to use that painting to present information about another world that he knew. At that time, he almost caused chaos in the rules. Fortunately, he was discovered by the sage in time.

It was also at that time that the sage confirmed for the first time that the Jenkins he met in the distant past really appeared.

Over the past year, Jenkins has tried to learn [The Blessing of Books] many times but has failed. This is not the so-called bad luck, but destiny avoiding the possibility of "Jenkins learning [The Blessing of the World]". The rules and knowledge brought by Jenkins are in obvious conflict with the rules of this world. If this conflict follows his life as a mortal, it can be slowly transformed and absorbed by the world, even if it is a manifestation of [Gift of Knowledge] The Knowledge Fragment ability is also available.

But if you use the painting that shows the human heart, or the ability to turn knowledge into extraordinary power like [the blessing of books], then there will be big problems if you use it rashly.

Therefore, for a year, as long as Jenkins tried to learn "The Blessing of Books", he would definitely encounter troubles that he had to deal with. And if he can find another way to turn all knowledge into power, then a similar situation will occur when learning another ability.

The world accepts knowledge under different rules, but it cannot immediately accept all knowledge systems and fantasy information from another complete world. Even if the power of the two worlds is not the same, it is still a world with perfect rules after all.

It was precisely for this reason that Jenkins had been unable to obtain the [Blessing of Books], and he wanted to understand this reason after Ovia appeared.

The golden pages continued to expand after appearing. Even after blocking the metal giant's punch, they still continued to expand outwards, as if to cover this false sea of ​​stars.

In the cracks in the star sea, the swaying gear tentacles hid behind the cracks, not daring to come into contact with the pages of the book. The Difference Machine family members who were summoned from the distance of the star sea also subconsciously stayed away from the golden light.

The people around Jenkins were reflected in the golden light, and even the train hovering in the sea of ​​​​stars turned into a bright gold color.

The Gear Man was shocked by the page and leaned back, but he held on to the huge whirlpool to prevent himself from falling:

"Willamt the Savior, what is this?"

Although the sound still came from all directions, showing the power of the Disaster Beast of the Difference Engine, the panic in it could clearly be heard, and this was not part of his calculations.

"Since you know that I have two abilities left, it's impossible not to compare them in the database. What abilities are these?"

He stretched out his fingertips and pointed at the ball on the giant's forehead, and golden light shone on his fingertips, just like the tall shadow did a moment ago.

"[The Blessing of Books] is only a defensive ability. There is something wrong with this. Savior Williamt, what exactly have you done?"

Chapter 2233 The Essence of Jenkins

"Different abilities have different effects in the hands of different people. If the degree of fit with the ability is too high, it will cause further changes in the ability. This is the truth I heard when I got [Four Seasons] not long ago."

The golden light burst out from Jenkins' fingertips, and the giant stretched out his hands to block it, but the light seemed to pass through a phantom, passing through the hands made of layers of gears and hitting the giant's cheek.

The original target was the black ball on the forehead, but because the giant turned his head, it only hit the cheek. Its cheeks were also made of metal tentacles and gear structures, but after being hit by the golden light, the electric light flickered in those mechanical structures.

Like spreading malicious moss, shining arcs of electricity continued to scurry around the giant's face. On the surface of the original brass-colored metal mechanical structure, silver lines spread towards the four sides of the giant's face, making the electric light flow faster.

Even though the Difference Engine is already a beast of disaster at this moment, it still feels that this strange power is corroding itself, causing subtle changes in its power.

"This is not corrosion, as you said, this is evolution. Your existence proves the wisdom of mankind, which has changed the use of power from manpower to steam, and now I am here to prove that steam can be turned into electricity."

This is not corrosion, but further evolution. The knowledge of other worlds proves that this can bring more powerful power. But for the difference engine, it has completed its sublimation by absorbing the original steam engine, and it is the embodiment of the power of steam. It cannot accept the evolution of electricity because that would represent a denial of its essence.

If it had not been converted into steam power, the difference engine would not be afraid of the means used by Jenkins at this moment. But after it has gained the power of disaster, it must accept the impact of this power on itself.

"That's not fair!"

Accompanied by a roar, thick white steam spurted out from the gaps in the sea of ​​stars. The black light gathered on the hands of the metal giant, and the fists came together and hit Jenkins and his party below.

But the golden pages blocked the attack again. The pages did not move at all, and the giant fell back again, almost falling down.

It stood in front of the whirlpool and opened its mouth to the front. The black light that can corrupt the world and usher in the end of the "Steel Earth" spurts forward, but the pages of the book still play a role, and even absorb part of the black light, darkening the part of the corner of the page that belongs to the "illusion" Word.

"Savior, what is your essence?"

asked the roaring giant, which retreated to the center of the vortex and held onto the edge of the vortex with both hands. All the radiated power gathered towards the black ball on the giant's forehead. The appearance of the beast of disaster dimmed the sea of ​​​​stars a bit. Black clouds and gray fog poured into the mysterious world from the material world, but the golden pages of the book The light dispersed them.

Although he is still a mortal at this moment, the powers used by Jenkins are like gods. Even the people in the church couldn't tell the difference between this power and the gods, but at this moment, Jenkins was really just a mortal.

The cat on the shoulder felt uneasy. It was worried that it seemed that it had no chance to play. He hurriedly wanted to spit out the bright yellow bead, but Jenkins pressed it on Chocolate's throat very accurately at this moment.

"Meow?"

Press hard to push the beads in your throat back into your stomach. Chocolate screamed "miserably" and finally realized that Jenkins did this on purpose.

"My essence is actually quite simple. It is not life, death, machinery, destiny, or reality. My essence is my original posture, my original appearance."

He said to the giant, without stopping the Difference Engine from accumulating power:

"They are right. My essence is my initial posture, the posture I took when I came into this world. It is the appearance of my soul. It is the essence carried in my soul that can accommodate everything in the world."