Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 There is total darkness behind the door, and the three people standing in the rain can't see anything.

　　 Jenkins and his companions looked at each other, and then he found that he could not find the eyes of Miss Magic's rune body. He coughed and stepped forward first, and the women followed suit.

　　 The size of the space behind the door is inconsistent with the house observed with the naked eye, which Jenkins had already guessed. But what he didn't guess was that sitting in a tavern full of alcohol would be a tentacle monster with no stereotype.

　　 The standard name of this creature is "Albaqus Alien", which is a species whose source is completely unknown, and may not even be life in the universe. This kind of speculation is mainly because the life form of this race is different from all the known species forms. The [Church of Everything and Nature] once declared that the Albakh Alien is not a part of "nature".

　　 It is like a ball of flowing water, fixed on the chair. Just being there can unconsciously affect the space and spirit. This is the instinctive talent of this monster. It seems that their existence has the opposite meaning to the word "order".

　　 Fortunately, the Arbax Alien completely disappeared in the 15th century. It is said that a certain great person directly took action and erased the strange and dangerous things from the conceptual level.

　　 Jenkins has only seen simple strokes of these things in the book, although it looks different from the real image, but when the severe headache and dizziness hit, he has already got the answer.

　　 He hasn't felt such a mental attack for a long time. As he gradually becomes stronger, the power of the soul is even rarer in the material world.

　　 He almost fell as soon as he entered the door, and when he barely stood up, the two women behind him were already lying on the ground and convulsing.

　　 "Damn it, I knew it wouldn't be that simple!"

　　 He cursed inwardly, then stumbled past the alien to the bar counter in the tavern. Randomly picked up the outermost wine bottle, poured the liquid into the wooden wine glass with a handle, and then placed it in front of the Arbax Alien.

　　 "Please drink."

　　 Puppet Jenkins said.

　　 The alien body of the tentacles began to flow and deform slowly following Jenkins' words. The thick and disgusting voice gradually became clear, but the monster did not touch the glass, but in the center of his body, using the amorphous viscous liquid and dark hairy tentacles, he constructed an ordinary person. face:

　　 "Have you ever wanted to go home?"

"Ok?"

　　 Jenkins was taken aback, suspecting that he had auditory hallucinations. He shook his head abruptly and took a step back to signal that he didn't want to say anything.

　　 "Foreigners...We are all foreigners, haven't you thought about going back..."

Chapter 879 Chapter 862 Doubts and Sea Race

　　 "Do you want to drink this glass of wine?"

　　 In the tavern, Jenkins tried his best to stay calm while not thinking about what the monster in front of him said.

　　 "Don't you miss your past?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

　　 Jenkins stepped back again, meditating in his heart the namelessness of everyone he knew in this world, to resist the feeling of dizziness.

　　 "You will understand eventually, stranger..."

　　 The person with the alien-shaped abdomen of Albucks shrank inward and disappeared, and a meat strip was inserted into the wine glass from the body composed of the uncertain mass of meat and mucus. After a few seconds, the liquid inside was sucked dry.

　　 "You will understand eventually..."

　　 In this voice, Jenkins dragged the two women away from the door laboriously.

　　 The heavy rain, cold and humid, calmed Jenkins' messed heart briefly. He had some doubts about what happened just now, but reason told him that it was all unimportant things, and he couldn't forget the world at all.

　　 "Oh, my god!"

　　 Miss Magic woke up first, "Oh, Mr. Candle..."

　　 Jenkins reached out and pulled her up, the woman shook her head, and went to check Miss Yindi's situation.

　　 "What happened just now?"

　　 "Albaqus Alien."

　　 Jenkins puppet uttered the word, and then he reached out and pulled up the silver flute who was still in a coma. Miss Magic took the woman over, two runes floated from her body and printed on both sides of her forehead, and Miss Yindi's body immediately twitched.

　　 "Albac's Alien is obviously extinct, what is going on?"

　　 she asked while treating her companion.

　　 "This is a treacherous state, any situation is possible. We should not be surprised even if a dragon appears in a while, this is normal..."

　　 Jenkins warned, while Miss Yindi struggled to stand up, her slender face still showing an expression of pain:

　　 "Mr. Magic, thank you very much this time."

　　 "It doesn't matter, we are friends after all. And this time is a joint adventure, under normal circumstances I will not give up my companions."

　　 Miss Magic said.

　　 subconsciously touched the cat on his shoulder, Jenkins still couldn't let go of the question and answer that happened in the house just now. But his attention was quickly distracted again, not because of the rain in the sky, but because of the cat under his hand.

　　 Touching chocolate has become Jenkins' instinctive reaction. But as soon as I stretched out my hand this time, I immediately felt something wrong in the hand, no longer the soft and smooth touch.

　　 "Oh, chocolate has become a puppet."

　　 The man nodded, and following this line of thought, he naturally thought of something he had overlooked:

　　 "Huh? Chocolate has also entered a paradox?"

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat on the shoulders was shocked. If it hadn't become a puppet with Jenkins because of playfulness, then the man would never discover the current situation because of the wrong touch.

　　 In the heavy rain, a fierce light appeared in the cat's eyes.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The kitten called in a low voice, and Jenkins immediately felt the familiar dizziness. The chocolate matter was replaced by the question of "what to eat tonight" in a flash, but soon he realized that it was not time to think about dinner, and the cat's problem was the big problem.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Jenkins’s soul grew too fast, and chocolate couldn’t divert his attention in a hurry. The cat's little tail wagged and shook, a little worried about the progress of this matter afterwards.

　　 "...So, the truth about the decline of alien species..."

"Ok?"

　　 Jenkins considered his cat too seriously, and did not hear his companions talking in the rain. Part of the conversation barely floated into his ears, he raised his head with a puzzled look, and Miss Magic explained it again:

"This time in the Unusual Land is very unusual. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for us to meet people who can communicate peacefully in the Unusual Land. Therefore, the truth about the decline of the alien species may be asked from the guests of the tavern, provided that they are genuine. Willing to say, and we can survive."

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate took advantage of Jenkins' distraction and called out again. This time Jenkins finally forgot the doubt.

　　 After repairing in the rain for a while, the three decided to start the second challenge again. Miss Magic learned the lesson from the last time and left a rune lock on the wrists of three people before entering the dark door of the room.

　　Using her current body, Miss Magic can easily condense the complicated runes in the void. Jenkins thinks this is the new power she has gained. After all, from his perspective, the energy chain that can "provide protection" has a terrifying aura.

　　 The weirdo opened the door, and the three of them filed in. The dilapidated house was deformed again, and the interior was no longer the traditional tavern as before, but turned into a high-end coffee shop.

　　 At least Jenkins really smelled the strong coffee smell in the air, he didn't like the smell very much.

　　 The interior decoration is serious and luxurious. The crystal lamp in the shape of an inverted bell tower hanging overhead makes people wonder whether this is a cafe or a king’s banquet hall.

　　 The piano placed in the corner is playing music, no one is sitting there, the keys of the piano are being pressed automatically.

　　 In a cafe the size of Miss Stuart’s study, there are forty-two identical white wooden tables arranged six vertical and seven horizontal. These tables are all painted with white paint, and the quality of the paint is very good, giving the wooden tables a touch of glass texture.

　　 A little further away from the cafe door, a young man in a dark blue formal suit and tie was looking at the three of them with a smile.

　　 From the outside, he is completely human, but the dazzling blue aura reveals his true identity.

　　 "Auckland Sea Clan...probably the royal family."

　　 Miss Magic reminded in a low voice.

　　 The so-called "Auckland Sea Race" is a powerful race that was active in the 14th century. According to scarce historical records, the ocean area in the 14th century was much larger than the present, and most of the land in the material world existed in the form of archipelagoes.

　　 The Auckland Sea Race is generally considered to be a subspecies of human beings. This race is fully adapted to marine life and terrestrial life, and has a natural natural ability to manipulate water.

　　 Although they have the same appearance as humans, they actually rely on asexual reproduction to reproduce their offspring, and all the blood that should exist in the body is replaced by deep sea water. The most important point is that the Oakland Sea Race is extremely hostile to humans and vampire species.

Chapter 880 Chapter 863 Heart and Purpose and Book

　　Auckland Sea Clan is hostile to humans, which is related to wars in ancient history. Regarding vampire species as natural enemies, it is because vampire species are the only race that can kill them in the water. The Arbax Alien that appeared just now likes to eat the Grey Squirrel the most. Thinking about it this way, the initial three options are simply traps.

　　 "The line puppets, the runes, and the Desman old man, it seems that this time is really interesting."

　　 What the three people heard was the lingua franca of the Kingdom of Fidiktelli, but judging from the crappy grammar, this is most likely the translated content. This person spoke with a sense of arrogance, which reminded Jenkins of the attitude of the young nobles when he participated in Roen's ball.

　　 The energy body of Miss Magic took a step forward, and the runes on the back fluttered to form short sentences. It probably means that this is their goal, and this time two women will deal with the predicament.

　　 Jenkins was of course very happy, so he sat down at a table casually, and then watched Miss Magic and Miss Silver Flute walk towards the alien species together.

　　 Of course things will not go so smoothly. The wine glass brought out by Miss Yindi was broken by the man's wave, and then he stretched out his finger to the two people's heads.

　　Miss Magic spoke an unfamiliar language at a very fast speed, and then she yelled at the alien like a quarrel. Jenkins's knowledge side is still unable to understand this kind of dialogue, and from the perspective of her expression, Miss Yindi, who is doing "small movements" on the side, should not know what the content of the dialogue is.

　　 The conversation was gradually pushed in the direction of losing control, Jenkins was holding the bad chocolate, while preparing to escape at any time.

　　 His worry was correct. Soon there was a push and shoving between the two, which gradually evolved into a street fight-like scuffle. As the alien took the lead to shoot blue energy ripples with his fingers, the formal fight began.

　　Miss Magic in the form of the rune clan, the strength is terribly powerful. For the first time, Jenkins knew that someone could use energy to set up complex rituals directly in the air.

　　 Women who were prepared for a long time, although they encountered various accidents before this, they actually succeeded this time.

　　 Relying on the traps arranged by Miss Yindi in advance and her "not old man" alien characteristics, the two barely trapped the goal this time. Then Miss Magic directly cut open the young man's chest with a knife that radiated red light, and took the heart filled with seawater.

　　 And Ms. Yindi used a wine glass to pour the wine into the person's mouth. After everything was done, the three people fled in a hurry.

　　 Jenkins suddenly felt unreal. He had experienced so many treacherous situations, and it was the first time he saw that human beings can take the initiative in a certain link.

　　 "In order to predict the content of the treacherous world, we have almost consumed all the wealth accumulated in our lifetime."

　　 Miss Magic said breathlessly in the rain, her energy body was slowly constructing a container for storing the fresh heart. The weird man at the door of the broken house just watched this scene, he didn't care about the way the three entertained the "guests".

　　 "Are you curious about this heart?"

"A little."

　　 Jenkins is honest, more honest than chocolate.

　　 "This is to bring out the necessary items for the pirate king Fermisch."

"Ok?"

　　 Jenkins can't connect these two things together.

"According to the principle of swallowing the same kind, his ocean heart can rely on devouring special items such as [heart] [water] to complete the evolution. We now need to elicit him, so we must master something that is extremely attractive to him. ."

　　 This is what Miss Yindi explained. Although her slender face is terrifying, compared to the power brought by this body, the change in her face is insignificant.

　　 "Speaking of it, I still don't know what Fermichau has been lurking in our city for more than half a year, for what it is."

　　 "Don't you know yet?"

　　Miss Magic’s tone seemed to suddenly discover that Jenkins didn’t even know the function of the steam valve.

"Mr. Candle, I thought you were omniscient...Fermischau’s purpose, of course, was for the [Mechanical Heart] of the Gear Craftsmen Association. That lunatic can do anything to evolve [Ocean Heart] He did it, and he almost reached Nolan at the same time as the cultists...Is it hard to think of?"

　　 "The heart of machinery...the heart of the ocean..."

　　 Jenkins' head is completely messed up.

　　 Surprisingly, through the first two trials, the weird man at the door of the broken house still smiles. Although its body was entwined by the storm of souls, Jenkins could still see the somewhat strange face.

　　 I don't know if it was an illusion. When the three of them entered the door of the broken house for the third time, the strange man seemed to smile.

　　 The first time was a pub, the second time was a coffee shop, and the third time was a high-end bar full of bookshelves.

　　The row of bookshelves divide the interior into small paths, and only on the left hand side there is a lounge area and a bar divided by a high-end wooden fence. This makes it more like a library, but generally speaking, a whole wall of drinks is not placed in the library.

　　 On the spine of the nearby book that Jenkins could see, words such as "Dark Bible", "Pink Magic", "Book of Necro" and "Chaos Code" were written impressively.

　　 He has never heard of most of these titles, and all those he has heard of are forbidden. To use an inappropriate analogy, once one of these books is found in the home of a citizen of Nolan City, the house, including their pets and the rats living in the walls, will disappear completely in a short time.

　　 When I walked into the library, I still felt that everything was normal, but after deciphering part of the book title, there was a whisper in my ear. It has little effect on Jenkins, but it is really annoying to keep ringing in the ears.

　　 "Don't read the titles of those books."

　　 The companion next to him gave a warning, but unfortunately it was a little too late. Jenkins can only pretend to be ignorant and nodded. In fact, he was very curious about the content of the "Pink Magic". After all, among the piles of books that seemed to be blasphemy, most of the books had terrible blasphemy on the spine. Unknown symbols of text or horror. This makes "Pink Magic" with a cute girl's head portrait unique.

　　 "Welcome..."

　　 A hoarse voice came from a distance, and then, the creaking and creaking sound characteristic of wheelchairs got closer and closer. Appearing from the depths of the bar is an old man in a wheelchair with a brown blanket on his knees.