Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "You mean, she can influence most of the guards in the palace?"

　　 He pointed to a certain line of fine print.

　　 "Of course, if not, how did she get in and out at night at will?"

　　 Before returning to Nolan City, Miss Miller suddenly mentioned that she had recently recalled the situation when she accidentally obtained [Mathematics], and used some "special" methods to summarize the ritual of learning this ability. If Jenkins needs it, she is willing to share this knowledge with him.

　　 But Jenkins did not accept it. It was not that the friendship between the two was not worth the price, but because his current ability position was only the last one left. Promoting to the fourth level is still far away, and he still misses the magic [the blessing of books].

　　 After returning to Nolan, he now lives in a church, so he doesn't risk the unicorn out and pluck the hair. The incident that night delayed many things. For example, it was time for the once-a-month potion deal, but he didn't have the opportunity to allocate it again.

　　 The city on Wednesday morning was once again covered by the thick fog. The sky that has been clear for nearly a week has become gray again, which is the norm in this industrially developed city.

　　 Early this morning, the lawyer, Mr. Raul Onis, found Jenkins in the old antique shop. When I visited Mr. Nellie with him last week, Jenkins mentioned that he needed a batch of old books to fill the bookshelves in the study. After half a week, he finally found a batch of Jenkins from Mr. Augustus’s estate. Required bibliography.

　　 But even if Jenkins is the heir to the estate, according to the arrangement of the will, all he can get is gold pounds. Therefore, it is impossible to get these books for free.

　　 But he can buy the book at a very cheap price, after all, Mr. Augustus did not declare in his will to whom the relic should be sold.

　　 This is not a loophole, at least Mr. Attorney stated that it is definitely not.

　　 St. George Street is now completely closed, these books can only be temporarily stored in the old antique shop. The lawyer found some cheap movers at the dock, and transferred the books in cardboard boxes to the warehouse behind the antique shop in the afternoon of the day.

Because I still remember that A-03-1-6660, a transcript of [Devil's Documents] was found in Mr. Augustus’s library, even if these books were checked by the church more than once, Jenkins and Dad checked again .

　　 But they didn't find any prohibited books in it. Dad was also enthusiastic about introducing the contents of some books he had read to Jenkins.

　　 Most of these books have a history of one hundred years. Except for two or three classic novels in this era, there are still reprints. The rest of Jenkins has never even heard of it.

　　 Dad valued them at 87 pounds, 19 shillings and 3 pence, of which the three most valuable copies are worth 63 pounds. The money Jenkins just paid was only 10 pounds and 2 shillings.

　　Chocolate is not interested in books, nor does he like unheated warehouses, so he keeps lying on the counter while the two men are sorting them.

　　 It yawned boredly, and then used its small paw to randomly push a side of the green bead. A faint green smoke spilled from the surface of the Orb of Life, slowly drifting into the chocolate's nostrils.

　　 It yawned again, and then stood up from the mat on the counter. First walked back and forth on the counter twice, then jumped to the ground, stepped on the catwalk and walked to the window.

　　 The sun is about to set, and the pedestrians on the Fifth Queen's Road outside the store are bustling with people, most of whom are ordinary people returning home from get off work. The newspaper boy peddling the evening newspaper was shouting today's news, and the fat housewife holding a paper bag of bread curiously glanced at the cat in front of the window.

　　 It crouched there obediently, raised its head slightly, and looked through the mist shrouded in the city, seeing the double moon just appearing on the horizon in the distance.

　　 According to the season, tonight will be the brightest day of the red moon in the entire [End and Snowfall Moon]. In an earlier era, this day also had a very special meaning. But as the vampire species withdraw from the material world, only those who use the gift of starry sky, moon, and vampire abilities will pay special attention to such celestial phenomena.

　　 Remembering that tonight is Jenkins' second baptism time, the cat feels a little bit troubled.

　　 It turned and looked back, the voice of the old man talking with Jenkins still stayed on the other side of the warehouse.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate screamed softly, and his small mouth bulged and spit out the bright yellow bead.

　　 The size of this bead is about the same as Jenkins's Life Orb, but it is brighter than the Life Orb. If you are in complete darkness, you can even see some warm yellow light seeping from the surface.

Chapter 543 Chapter 534 The Second Baptism

　　 The chocolate beads were pressed by it under his paws, and the two moons that were blocked from the clouds were dimmed for a moment that was not easy to observe.

　　 The cat squatted there, lowered his head and flicked the bead with his right front paw, then looked up at the moon.

　　 "Meow~"

　　Chocolate finally screamed lazily and did nothing. Then he lowered his head and swallowed the beads back, jumped back to the counter, and leaned back on his own mat. When Jenkins and Dad returned to the front, they just opened one eye and looked at them boredly, as if nothing happened.

　　 Before the blockade of St. George’s Street is lifted, these old books will be temporarily stored in Dad’s warehouse. The old man suggested that Jenkins sell the three orphan books or donate them to the church. It is too dangerous to put them in the house.

　　 At five o'clock in the afternoon, Bevanna personally picked up Jenkins in a carriage, and Dad also accompanied him, but was sitting in another carriage.

　　 During the last silver vertigo incident, the Holy See sent manpower to support Nolan. Most of these people are still staying in the local area, and only a small number of people have returned to Bel Dylan with the second doomsday slab with the floatboat.

　　 Since the blood-sucking species appeared in Nolan city shortly after the "Plague", the Holy See prolonged their stay in Nolan Diocese. Last week, the Cthulhu God Child who had escaped from New Truman City unexpectedly appeared, which made the Holy See consider sending more manpower to support Nolan.

　　 In short, this time it was still their carriage guarding Jenkins on the road. Fortunately, this trip was safe and there were no cultists or members of illegal organizations or Jenkins acquaintances.

　　 The lush evergreen forest is particularly conspicuous in the desolate suburbs in winter, especially the towering giant tree extending out of the highest point of the canyon, and it can be seen from a long distance.

　　 The natural spirit of the forest itself penetrated outwards, and some withered grasslands have now appeared around the canyon. It is believed that in the spring of the coming year, this place will become the best outing place.

The Evergreen Forest is now under the joint jurisdiction of five churches, but it is clear that today’s things have been greeted, so when I stepped out of the carriage and walked along the path opened by people towards the center of the forest, I only saw the priests and copyists of the Church of the Sage. Members.

　　 There was a snowfall near here the other day, but the snow quickly melted into water and mixed into the soil. Even though slabs that can be stepped on have been paved on the road opened up, the people walking forward are still tentatively walking forward with one foot and one shallow foot.

　　 Only Jenkins, who was walking in the middle of the crowd, felt relaxed after a long absence. He continued to take deep breaths with a slight smile on his face. The boots step on the ground, as comfortable as walking on the carpet in my living room, and the air is filled with a unique fragrance of plants.

　　 stretched out a lazy waist, and his raised hand happened to touch the vine that had stretched from the tree. Jenkins looked up and saw a squirrel holding a pine nut standing on a higher branch. It stood there and stared at Jenkins, until a cat made a threatening sound, the squirrel hurriedly climbed the branch and escaped, but before leaving, he did not forget to throw the pine nut to Jenkins.

　　 Miss Bevanna walked beside Jenkins, of course she noticed this scene. A soft smile appeared on her face, but she said nothing.

　　 "This season, I didn't expect to see squirrels."

　　 Playing with the pine nut in his hand, Jenkins said with emotion.

　　 "The food here is very plentiful. Although there were no such small animals at the beginning, some of them migrated from a distance after noticing the situation here."

　　Miss Bevanna explained.

　　 "But I remember that squirrels are hibernating animals. Is it because of sufficient food that even their genetic characteristics have changed?"

"This forest is very unusual. The creatures that have lived here for a long time have more or less changed. Of course, relying only on the huge natural spirit will not have such an effect. The believers of the new **** must have caused it. An accident that cannot be replicated."

　　 Jenkins nodded ignorantly after listening to Miss Bevanna’s words. He also believes that the formation of this place is an accident that cannot be replicated. Although the ceremony of [The Breath of Life] can be held again, he will never find such a huge vitality as a hotbed for incitement.

The 　　 path winds through the dense forest, and trees and grass block the line of sight to the front.

　　 But soon, the end of the path suddenly opened up. The canopy of the giant tree was broken open with a small opening, allowing the setting sun to project over the entire quiet grassland, and the shimmering pool water reflected orange light.

The time of the 　　 ceremony is set at the moment when the sun disappears completely in the evening, so everyone still has some time to prepare.

　　 The secret guard and the apprentices in white sacrificial robes stood beside the grass, while the children of the choir were led by the nun and sat aside.

　　 There are many acquaintances, it is impossible for Jenkins to say hello one by one. He raised his head to look at the distant water pool, then raised his head, the upside-down human figure made of pure white light still stayed in the air.

　　 It is not standing still, but spinning at a very slow speed. Although when talking about this white light and shadow, everyone said that they would feel an inexplicable sense of sacredness, but Jenkins did not feel that way at all.

　　 He doesn't remember exactly what happened at that time, and he is only guessing the reason for the appearance of this shadow. According to church records, believers pray to the shadow of the saint, or perform rituals nearby, the effect can be greatly improved. But Jenkins has no believers at all, or believers that people think are all himself.

　　 "Maybe I have time, I can try to pray to myself...No, I don't seem to have my own exclusive magic."

　　 The large-scale guard team did not have the opportunity to play their role. When the secret guard holding a pocket watch to check the time announced to everyone that the baptism began, no accidents happened.

The children of the 　　 choir stood in three rows and chanted chants in low voices, and the priests dressed in uniform white robes stood in two rows, forming a path leading to the waterhole on the grass.

　　 Jenkins stood at the beginning of the path, watching everyone cast long shadows in the magnificent sunset, the children's immature singing could be heard close by, and the white figures hanging on the pool in the distance.

　　 "How come you make sacrifices like a cult?"

　　 He felt that his thoughts were weird, so he shook his head to dispel those weird thoughts.

　　 put the chocolate on the grass and let it act on its own. Although the children in the choir watched it expectantly while singing, the cat still did not choose that direction.

　　 It stepped on the grass towards the old man, then quickly climbed to the tree behind him, lay on the bushes and exposed the cat's head, watching what happened on the grass.

Chapter 544 Chapter 535 Ancient Moon

　　According to the previous explanations by Miss Bevanna and Mr. Smith, Jenkins walked along the path made up of white-robed priests towards the pond under the singing of the choir and the gaze of the crowd.

　　 Whenever he passed by, the priests would sprinkle water, flowers and other holy objects on him. So when I walked to the pond, the whole person was wet.

　　 The next step is to take it off and soak it in the pond, and then Miss Bevanna will preside over the baptism ceremony. He just needs to wait.

　　 But Jenkins really can't take off his clothes in front of so many people.

　　 He looked at Miss Bevanna, who had changed her outfit with an imploring look, and she looked straight into Jenkins' eyes as if she didn't understand the meaning.

　　 turned his head and looked behind him, at least fifty people were watching him.

　　 "This is so..."

　　 He had never hoped for an accident so much, and when his right hand was raised and placed on the button, the **** seemed to hear Jenkins' thoughts, because the accident actually happened.

　　 First, the nearest Miss Bevanna whispered "Huh", then the secret guard standing at the front of the line unexpectedly raised his head.

　　 Jenkins immediately raised his head to look at the sky following his sight. The air in the suburbs is very good, and the sun, moon and stars can be seen. And just after the last ray of the setting sun disappeared, the two moons on the horizon became clearer.

　　 But at this moment, a small black spot appeared on the edge of the blue moon, and after a few seconds, the black spot became bigger and bigger. The red moon remained unchanged, still emitting a cold light there.

　　 "Lunar eclipse?"

　　 Jenkins couldn't believe his luck, knowing that the last baptism was interrupted because of the solar eclipse, but the second time it was because of similar reasons.

　　 The true mystic ritual has very strict requirements on time, celestial phenomena and environment, so in such a situation, the baptism must not continue.

　　 When he returned to the church in the carriage, he was still thinking about whether this lunar eclipse was a normal celestial phenomenon. But judging from Miss Bevana's face, the possibility of abnormality is greater.

　　 There is a red world outside.

　　 When he first arrived in this world, Jenkins felt weird and uncomfortable with the red and blue moonlight at night, but half a year passed, and gradually began to get used to it. But with the disappearance of the blue moon tonight, coupled with the abnormal weather, the light of the red moon can be directly projected onto the ground, and the city at night seems to be shrouded in blood. Even if it is silent, it makes people feel Unusually weird.

　　 He hugged his cat and returned to the church under a nervous escort, and was then ordered not to go out. Afterwards, Miss Bevanna and the scribes of the combat unit disappeared, and even the old father who had not spoken was nowhere to be found.

　　 He doesn't know what lonely moon Hengtian means, but according to various knowledge and rumors about the blood-sucking species, those guys who can manipulate blood may appear to cause trouble.

　　 It was less than seven o'clock, and he didn't want to go to bed so early, so he found Bishop Parode in the prayer room. When he saw the old man, he knelt on the mat alone, closed his eyes and prayed to the holy emblem. This is what the bishop does every day.

　　 "I'm back? So soon? It seems that I am really old, even the feeling of time has become so bad."

　　 No extra items can be carried on the body during prayer, and there is no clock in the prayer room, so the bishop does not know the current time.

　　 "No, something happened again."

　　 Jenkins felt embarrassed himself, although all the accidents were not caused by him.

　　 The two walked outside together, and Bishop Parrod raised his head and noticed the unusual celestial phenomenon tonight.

　　 His eyes were in a daze, and he stretched out his hand to signal Jenkins to stand beside him:

　　 "Since the beginning of this year, the stars, sun and moon have become more and more abnormal. Jenkins, did you know that when the last lunar eclipse occurred, I was about the same age as you."

　　 That should be half a century ago.

"Although I am not someone like you who can penetrate into the world, I can still feel that the world is changing. This is traceable in history. Even though most of the pre-epoch history has lost most of it, the ancient myths and myths handed down In religious legends, catastrophes and world turmoil have always appeared together."

　　 Bishop Palode reads many books, especially in the religious classics. Some of the books he had read when he was young have been lost, but the bishop can restore at least 60% of those books with his own memory. This is a very powerful memory.

　　 "So is the moon related to disaster?"

　　 Jenkins asked along the topic just now, and together with the bishop raised his head to look at the night sky.

"Yes, there are relevant records in both the folktales and the records of the Orthodox Church. We even have good reasons to believe that the end of the 12th century was due to the abnormal change of the blue moon. Even more In the ancient and even more unverifiable mythology, there is a saying that in the most primitive starry sky, the moon is neither blue nor red."

This is the first time that Jenkins has heard of this. Whether it is the father or Professor Burns, the moon they know can only be traced back to the monochrome blood moon. Even if they read similar legends, As sure as the bishop. And since the bishop can say this to Jenkins in a certain tone, then he should have read about this in a lost book.

　　 "So what is the record of the original starry sky?"

　　 Jenkins asked, he didn't want to discover the secrets this time, he just continued the conversation in the right scene and in the right context.

　　 The bishop shook his head in a relaxed tone: "It's hard to say, after all, it's something that can't be proved. It may even be a rant written by a madman. It has been spread for several epochs and it has become a myth in the record."

　　 He sighed, not knowing what he thought of, and added:

　　 "But the most credible record believes that the original moon was yellow."

　　 Not far away, chocolate lay beside the flower garden and spit out the bright yellow bead.

　　 It squinted and looked up at the blood moon, then turned to look at the two men who were chatting, the cat opened its mouth wide and yawned, and swallowed the beads back into its stomach.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat lay there, using two small paws under his head to look at the nursery in front of him.

　　 The red moonlight seemed to be avoiding the cat subconsciously, and its figure was shrouded in the shadow of a large movie. But those cat pupils were unexpectedly bright, which was a color comparable to moonlight.

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　　 Jenkins felt like he was going crazy.

　　 "Yellow moon?"