Dominate the Treacherous Realm

"it's him!"

　　 Jenkins said as he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger, the excited warhead was carved with complex magic ritual patterns, even emitting a faint golden glow in the refraction of the air.

　　 The bullet passed through the lingering smoke and weapons in the seemingly static time and space, but before it was about to hit the target, it was stopped by a bone palm sticking out in vain.

　　 "Oh, it seems that the identity has been exposed."

　　 The young Lucar took off his hat politely and said to everyone. He backed away while talking, with a relaxed smile on his face, and more and more corpses and bones came out of the semi-collapsed house.

　　 These are obviously the corpses of the grave guards, and this is almost impossible, because the grave guards have received special blessings, and the difficulty of being revived as undead is more than 100 times more difficult than normal people.

　　 "I'm sorry I can't waste time with you here. To be honest, I really didn't expect to expose myself to the Orthodox Church so quickly. How did you...how did you find this place?"

　　 No one will answer this question, because no one knows how to explain it. The brilliance created by spells, bullets and various abilities appeared in the air, and the low-level undead were torn to pieces in an instant, but everyone was still unable to move forward, because the broken bones mixed with soil, they were reborn again. .

　　 "Although it was revealed so quickly, it was an accident, but it was just a small accident. Goodbye gentlemen, I hope you don't hate these little gifts."

　　 Lucar laughed and walked to the other side of the alley, even boldly leaving his back to the enemies who were blocked behind him. Those undead undead are playing their role faithfully. These guys are weak but extremely resistant. Although the immortal fire can completely eliminate them and prevent regeneration, the burning speed is extremely slow.

　　 If it wasn't for the last father to discover the clues of these weird undeads, and instruct the people to use magical power to disperse the ritual nodes between the bones, I don't know when this battle will be fought. But this is not the end, because from the direction Lucar left, there are still a steady stream of new undead creatures appearing.

　　 Those annoying guys have no special abilities, but there are so many kinds of scary ones, such as corpses, skeletons, evil spirits, banshees, or types that Jenkins doesn't recognize. It takes a lot of time to dispel these. When the tide of undead was finally wiped out by a team of more than a dozen people, Lucar had no idea where he had fled.

　　 Daddy looked ugly at the remains of the dead that almost covered the entire alley, while the others rested on the spot, or scattered around looking for survivors who were almost impossible to exist. This is the real Slaughter Alley, and what the blood-sucking species has done is not worth mentioning compared to this.

　　 "Undead..."

　　 Jenkins had never seen such a terrifying look on his father's face. He couldn't imagine his father had been silently standing for the last observation just now, and what he had discovered.

　　 "Father..."

　　 "Jenkins, do you know him?"

　　 Dad interrupted Jenkins.

"Yes it is."

　　 Jenkins covered his forehead and nodded. He told him about his short encounter with Provence Lucar in the Resurrection Corpse incident, but he didn't mention that he had discovered that the young man had a problem at that time.

　　 The setting sun finally disappeared to the horizon, darkness and fog enveloped the steam capital, Jenkins and the old man stood face to face in the run-down alleys, and chocolate stood on the shoulders of the young people looking into the distance.

　　 Suddenly a strange-shaped lamp appeared in Jenkins's hand, but the old man did not ask but listened quietly, and watched him holding the lamp aloft to illuminate the two with muddy eyes.

　　 Dad felt the vast power from the starry sky in the silver-blue light, and remembered what happened to Jenkins when he was learning [Star Perception], and he understood that this was a gift from those ancients.

　　 This is not a big deal. It is normal for a purely kind person like Jenkins to be blessed by the Protoss.

　　 The silver-blue light is very small in the dark night, it can't disperse the large area of ​​darkness, nor can it disperse the eternal mist. After listening to Jenkins's story, the old man couldn't help but sighed, and stretched out his hand to press his temple:

"This is really too bad, Jenkins. I don't know what method the man used just now to recover so many dead souls in a short time. But I think this city is facing no less than any event last year. The catastrophe of the accident."

Chapter 785 Chapter 769 Noisy Night (1/10)

　　 This is a noisy and dangerous night. The [Death and the End Church] rarely takes large-scale actions. It surrounded and completely took over the No. 3 Public Hospital of Nolan City at around 8 pm.

　　 Just as Jenkins thought, there was no trace of Lucar in the besieged hospital. But even so, the entire hospital was blocked indefinitely on the grounds of "emergency infectious disease", and no one was allowed to enter without permission.

　　 This time [The Church of Death and the End] was really upset, and an entire squad of grave guards was wiped out, which has never appeared in the history of the Diocese of Nolan. In particular, their enemies are actually giftmen who manipulate death.

　　 The demigods of the Church of the Dead came to the church in person on this night and asked what happened in the evening. The middle-aged man with gray hair but unusually divine eyes thanked everyone in Captain Swift's team, Jenkins and Daddy. Especially Jenkins, if he hadn't "predicted" what happened there, no one would even know who the murderer was.

　　 After the polite thanks, the man called Mr. Dasvis had a private conversation with Miss Audrey for half an hour. When he left, his expression was serious and terrible. Jenkins watched him walk to the door of the church. The man turned and turned into a gray smoke and rushed into the night sky blocked by dark clouds.

　　 "I smelled... the smell of corpses."

　　 Make sure he has left before Jenkins dared to complain in a low voice.

　　 "It's normal. Dasvis chose a special path, but he really succeeded."

　　 Daddy explained to the side, he got up from the bench and waved to Jenkins:

　　 "I'm going to see something behind the gate of Vientiane, I know you are going to ask Audrey about the situation, but remember..."

　　 "I will stay away from danger."

　　 he promised.

　　 "Don't promise me, think about Robert and Mary, think about Hesha and Mihail."

　　 had turned around when he said this, and walked into the back corridor when the voice fell, not even giving Jenkins a chance to refute.

"I know!"

　　 Even though Dad might not hear it anymore, Jenkins still responded in a low voice. The reason why I didn't shout loudly was because it was in the main hall of the church at this time, and such a solemn place must never make loud noises.

　　 After crossing the courtyard and corridor, Miss Bevanna had been waiting for him in the office as if she knew that Jenkins was about to ask.

　　 When Jenkins knocked on the door and entered, the woman was sorting out some files. It is not a document about this incident. After all, it has just happened. It is a document about undead rumours that have recently appeared in Nolan City.

"this matter......"

　　 "I think Nolan City is in big trouble."

　　 Miss Bevanna looked up at Jenkins, wearing a pair of women's glasses that Jenkins had never seen before.

　　 She looked sad, and asked Jenkins to sit down before continuing:

"From the results of the current investigation, it appears that all the identity information left by the Provence Lucar you encountered is fake. We searched his temporary residence at Nolan Third Public Hospital, but found nothing of value. Information. Although it is not known whether his claim to [from Shire City] is also fabricated, Shire has also launched an investigation."

　　 "But what is the big trouble, Miss Bevanna? I still don't fully understand what happened today. It is just a gifter with strange undead abilities..."

　　 Despise from the lower level of Provence Lucar. Of course, Jenkins also understands that he can't judge his strength solely by level. He said this, but he wanted to express his doubts about the evening affairs in a suitable way.

"I have checked all the undead who were killed by you. The gifters who revived them have an extraordinary gift for necromancy, even Dasvis thinks so. This gives us some bad associations, but It's just a guess at the moment. After all, there is more than one trick that can revive the dead on a large scale, but no matter which one reappears, it is a fatal threat to a densely populated city..."

　　 Alexia also said the same sentence, but she was also not sure what kind of trick appeared in Nolan.

　　 What happened in the evening was like a steam bomb that was about to explode, being thrown into the otherwise unquiet Nolan water. The people in the transcendent world seemed to have all known about this in an instant, lest the illegal gifters who were implicated began to hide or even leave.

　　 And the impact of this incident in the eyes of mortals was actually the Inquisition of the Church of the Sages, which started to act again after a lapse of two hundred years.

　　 Although the newspaper did not report the incident the next day, Jenkins, who was sitting at the dining table, had heard the priests talking about it.

　　 He didn't go home last night, so he rested here. At this time, wearing pajamas holding the cat, sitting at the dining table in a daze, the nun on the side was bringing food to the table for him.

　　 He didn't realize that he walked out in his pajamas, but after realizing it, he realized that no one minded it.

　　 "I'll go back and replace it soon."

　　 He said apologetically to Bishop Parode, and then blushed and strode out of the restaurant.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 I didn’t take the chocolate with me because I would be back soon. It screamed in dissatisfaction, and saw Mr. Writer disappearing behind the door, before turning to look at the breakfast on the plate.

　　 "The pajamas look good."

　　 When he met the secret guard at the corner, the old man was still joking like this. They had passed by after they said hello, but after Jenkins turned the corner of the corridor, Mr. Smith chased him up again.

　　 "Oh, Jenkins, since I met you, let me tell you the news directly. This has something to do with you, I think you will be interested."

　　 "Please speak."

　　 He couldn't guess what Mr. Smith was referring to.

　　 "Remember that poor woman? It was the one who ate the man...Mantis, this is it."

　　Jenkins certainly remembered that this incident directly led to an eloped couple indirectly achieving their goal, and he had to forge letters to prove that Garcia and Miss Rick had actually reached the Kingdom of Chessland.

　　 "Our initial conclusion was that her blood awakening was an uncontrollable natural awakening, and it was an accident with a very small probability.

　　 But further investigation revealed that this is likely to be wrong. We used an [extraordinary] B-02-2-9913, pharmacist’s accident log behind the Vientiane Gate, and discovered that the woman had used a potion with an unnamed name two months ago. The church is now analyzing her blood samples, hoping to find some clues. "

Section 786 Chapter 770 Lectures and Tests (2/10)

　　 "Can the awakening of bloodline power also rely on external stimulation?"

　　 Jenkins was curious about this, and asked while standing in the hallway.

"Of course, it is a common way to promote awakening through external stimuli. After all, the hermit of fate does not always pay attention to mortals, looking forward to the extraordinary power of natural awakening someday, it is better to lie in bed and have a sweet dream. ."

　　 Mr. Smith shook his head at Jenkins, then turned and left.

　　Because of having a public speech in the church in the morning, Jenkins started to prepare after breakfast. The number of people who came to listen to the lecture was more than Jenkins thought, and even more than the public class in December. Among them, there were many officials and nobles, but they were very easy-going to sit with the civilians.

　　The most surprising visitor among them should be the delegation of the Chessland Royal Family who recently visited Nolan City. Because only sage believers are allowed to enter here, only the duke and some of his followers came to listen.

　　 Jenkins is very surprised that this foreign duke is also a sage believer.

　　 "Of course, the faith of sages is quite common among mortals."

　　 The priest Roberts who was chatting with Jenkins said relaxedly, but he immediately hinted:

　　 "Although they have a wide range of beliefs, most of them are shallow believers, such as..."

　　 Of course he was referring to the duke. In fact, it is impossible to expect these high-ranking nobles to have devout beliefs. In the words that Jenkins often hears, "The pursuit of gold and power has blinded the eyes and hearts of these sinners. They are almost incurable, but the merciful God is still willing to help them..."

Around nine o’clock, Jenkins officially began to give speeches to these "sinners". Although Bishop Parrod didn’t care about asking Jenkins to repeat what he had said before, but a responsible writer still added some new ideas. content.

　　 Before this, he had talked with Alexia and Miss Stuart about finance, currency, trade, and banking, and all three of them benefited from it.

　　 Among them, Jenkins knows the most and has the most extensive knowledge, so as long as the other two have some new insights, he can draw inferences from one another immediately.

　　 Alexia is the smartest of the three. When she talks, she quietly listens to Jenkins telling everything he understands, and then digests and understands it in her heart, and then puts forward the most suitable ideas based on the characteristics of this era.

　　 As for Miss Stuart, although she is inferior to her friends in every respect, she is the simplest in mind. To put it more accurately, she didn't want to participate in the conversation at all, just to gain a sense of participation, so the things she understood were fragmented, but she could get different insights from it.

　　 As for what Jenkins said today, it is roughly the same as what Miss Stuart shared with her father, except for another way of thinking.

　　 He really likes this kind of speech that doesn't need to use his brain but only uses recitation. Even yesterday I planned to read the speech directly, but then the paper got wet by the water glass that was knocked over while playing with chocolate.

　　 "This is probably the guidance given to me by fate."

　　 Jenkins suddenly thought so suspicious, so he gave a wonderful speech today.

　　 The evaluation of "excellent" was not given to him by Jenkins, but was given to Jenkins by Bishop Parrod after the speech. The old man had been listening to Jenkins's brief economics all morning, and he seemed to understand it.

　　 "What I said is what I understand, but this is not necessarily the truth."

　　 He must explain this, after all, he didn't learn this before, so he didn't know much.

　　 "But for the ignorant, anything the prophets say is a guide."

　　 The old man said meaningfully, and then patted Jenkins on the shoulder:

"If you have time on the weekend, I will sort out the speech, and I will look at it again. The function expansion of the bank you proposed is very interesting. Maybe we can cooperate with the Traveler Bank. This is a pretty good idea. Oh, yes, I have recently heard some interesting rumors about your title. Although it is still uncertain, it is estimated that there will be no problems..."

　　 This is what Miss Stuart once said, and Jenkins is not surprised.

"Ok."

　　 The bishop mentioned the weekend, and Jenkins remembered the ball that his father promised him without authorization. The weekend is tomorrow, but Jenkins still hasn't figured out who his dance partner is.

　　 He was troubled by this incident for the whole noon, and almost spilled hot soup on the tail of the chocolate during lunch in the church. For this reason, Chocolate and Jenkins had a cold war for half an hour. It was not until Jenkins got some desserts from the kitchen that the cat was temporarily coaxed.

　　 There is no need to go to Dad in the afternoon. It is not a holiday, but the church needs to know the ins and outs of Jenkins’s destruction of the trick A-06-1-4408 yesterday, [Curse of Shipwrecked Remains].

　　 He completely eliminated an indestructible creature defined as a curse by relying solely on his own ability. Once the cause can be discovered, he will provide considerable help for the church to contain these terrible things.

　　 He has already written a report of what happened yesterday and submitted it, but even Jenkins himself did not understand the reason for the elimination of A-06-1-4408 yesterday. At first he thought it was just a high-level undead, so he ignored the curse and resentment when he approached. He even thought that it was possible to go so smoothly because the skeleton itself was weakened. After all, he had seen the full strength of the rioting A-06-1-4408 in the church, but the one from yesterday evening did not show at all. The ability to resist.

　　 "It's very possible."

　　 Miss Beffana nodded thoughtfully:

"Even if Provence Lucar finds a way to control A-06-1-4408 with necromancy, he must take into account the consequences if he loses control. After all, he is still a mortal. It is not that simple to control the deceit. It’s a sure thing to be weakened, but even so, it shouldn’t be destroyed by you so easily..."

　　 The place where the two of them are now is the huge square revealed after the Gate of Vientiane was pushed open one-third of the gap. In fact, it is more like an arena than a square. The circular open space is made up of yellow soil and steel plates of unknown material. On both sides of the open space are towering walls. Outside of this area, there are forests of uneven heights. Different seats and platforms. According to Miss Bevana, this is a testing ground for the church to test weapons and rituals that are not easily known to pagans.

Section 787 Chapter 771 News of the Nun's Clothes (3/10)

　　 At this time, in addition to Jenkins and Miss Bevana in the test field, there are guards and his apprentices on the higher platform, as well as guards specially deployed to prevent accidents.

　　Ms. Bevanna will accompany Jenkins throughout the test. The church will not risk dying a saint in order to obtain the secret of destroying the tricks.

　　 Although the parish apparently still contains an instance of A-06-1-4408, it will not be used at the beginning of the test. The first to be tested was an ordinary undead skeleton, which was resuscitated by Miss Bevana using a corpse soaked in liquid in front of Jenkins. It is said that this was discovered under sea ice near the sea last night, and the body seemed to have been eaten by humans.