Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Mr. White Cat said worriedly.

　　 "I don't care, I have invisible means. After a while, two people will go down, and two people will deal with it on the ground. I think if Mr. Candle's intelligence is correct, we should not be in danger."

　　 The other three nodded. After discussing it, the "strongest" Jenkins and Miss Magic went to explore the unknown crypt, while Miss Silver Flute and Mr. White Cat dealt with others on the ground.

　　 Of course, if they can solve the problem in a short time, it would be better. The four of them are not the Virgin who refuses to kill.

　　The project started without any problems. Miss Yindi was carrying a steam bomb for some reason. After pulling off the safety plug, it was thrown near the hole. After the loud noise, mud and stones splashed, and most of the ordinary people on patrol were killed and injured immediately.

　　 Miss Silver Flute and Mr. White Cat rushed out of the bushes to solve the remaining people, while Jenkins and Miss Magic hid in the cave near the entrance. After the two benefactors ran out, they bent over and entered the cave.

The inside of 　　 is narrow and dark, obviously it was transformed from an ancient tomb. Jenkins has monocles that do not require lighting, and Miss Magic also has the ability similar to [Dark Vision].

　　 "It's deeper than I thought."

　　 The woman murmured to herself, echoing in the narrow crypt.

　　 "Turning the turn ahead is the end point. The person except Mr. Hood is not near the entrance. I think we haven't been spotted yet."

"That's good......"

　　Miss Magic turned her head and glanced at Mr. Candle behind her, then she stopped talking:

　　 "I don't know if I should remind you that your cat is eating your flowers."

"Ok?"

　　 The cat is indeed doing this, but fortunately, it was discovered in time that it left a shallow tooth mark. Just now the cat crawled from the right shoulder to the left shoulder while it was dark, and then stretched out his paw to grab the flower branch, but Jenkins didn't notice it at all.

　　 "Here, it's here..."

　　 After turning the corner, he saw a small underground space, with torches on the rock wall, and some coffins lying arbitrarily on the narrow and irregular clearing. The coffins are all open, and the corpses in them are gone.

　　 The unlucky Mr. Hood was **** and thrown in one of the coffins, while the Duke of Antak was lying in the other coffin.

　　 Mr. Hood's face can be seen in the dark. He is exactly the same as Jenkins's imagination. He is a thin middle-aged man with a shabby beard. When Miss Magic and Jenkins entered here, Duke Antak did not get up, like a vampire in an ancient story, sleeping peacefully in the coffin.

　　 But Jenkins knew that he was and is not a vampire. The writer is very familiar with vampires, and he is quite sure of his conclusion.

　　 "Woo~"

　　 Mr. Hood was not in a coma. He vaguely saw an acquaintance and a familiar cat, and immediately tried to make a sound that no one could understand.

　　 Jenkins approached Duke Antak’s coffin, and Miss Magic directly took out the rag that was blocking Mr. Hood’s mouth.

　　 "Come on, there is a secret tunnel under the coffin, and the skeleton sword and its sword bearer are below."

　　 As soon as he regained his ability to speak, Mr. Hood couldn't wait to say.

"what?"

　　 Unlike Jenkins who was well prepared, Miss Magic never thought that a group of people might encounter that terrible disaster. Without thinking about it, she lifted the rope that bound Mr. Hood in one hand, and ran out like a countryman carrying piglets.

　　 Jenkins did not leave immediately, but quickly touched Duke Antak’s coffin in the dark and threw a punch to his head.

　　 With the power of Jenkins, if this punch is hard, the skull will not burst, but it is definitely gone. It is a pity that this punch did not hit the Duke's head, but was caught by the bone claws protruding from the bottom of the coffin.

Chapter 900 Chapter VIII Blooming Fantasy Flower

　　 Frost spread down along the bone claw, and in just a few seconds, the entire coffin was ice-sealed. A dull voice came from the bottom of the coffin at this time:

　　 "Who interrupted my deep sleep?"

　　 "Twin Devil!"

　　 A black shadow flew out from behind Jenkins, and then people on the ground immediately felt the violent vibration underground. The explosion blew up the top of the cave, exposing the underground space. Jenkins, who barely blocked the falling stone for himself and the cat, stood on a raised boulder pillar, watching the stone pressing the ice coffin be lifted, dressed in black. The young man in the coat crawled out of the coffin.

　　 "Screw Pompe."

　　 Jenkins called out the name, and the young man immediately showed an angry expression. Thinking of coming, he already knew about the incident in the Shire. Originally, he was just coming to Nolan to deal with some things, but he did not expect to be ransacked by the Orthodox Church in just one month.

　　 "It's you again, believers in the God of Lies!"

　　 Mr. Hood, Miss Yindi, and Mr. White Cat around the giant pit were gone, so Miss Magic asked them to leave first. But the woman did not intend to leave. This time it should be considered that she involved Mr. Candle in this matter, and she would not make a move to let Mr. Candle break.

"Oh?"

　　 Jenkins didn't know what to say, so he could only send out interjections that he didn't know what it meant.

　　 At this time, with his back facing the moonlight, he stood on top of the stone pillar supporting the underground space. Wearing a black top hat on his head, holding a flower pot in his left hand, the flower bone in the flower pot swaying against the night breeze; a white cat carried on his right shoulder, and the soft fur color is unusually dazzling under the moon night.

　　 This is a rare experience in chocolate exposed to moonlight, but it does not hate moonlight.

　　 The man's face was serious, and the two-color moonlight shone behind him, pulling the shadow to the ground. He did not speak, and stood there quietly, which has already brought strange pressure to everyone.

　　 slap~

　　 Pompeii snapped his fingers, and the skeleton sword cut through the space around him and appeared beside him. The wailing soul flew into the night sky with a stern sound, and a pair of rotten hands stretched out from the soil of the cemetery; the cold wind was drifting in the black forest, and the earth and air were filled with a terrible breath of death.

　　 "This time~"

　　 The tip of the Skeleton Sword pointed at the man standing under the moon.

　　 "I must teach you a lesson."

　　 Contrary to Scru Pompeii, Jenkins didn't want to teach his opponent a lesson, he just wanted to kill the opposite person now, and then go home with peace of mind and wait for the end of the month to come.

　　The fight with the Skeleton Sword is not a matter of once or twice. Although he still has no confidence in defeating the strange weapon at this moment, he does not seem to need to really defeat it.

　　 "Actually I am very curious..."

　　 Jenkins has always hated to talk nonsense before the battle, he prefers to kill the enemy, before the opponent's body to say what he wants to say. But this time, he was really curious.

　　 "Are you in control of that sword now, or is it in control of you?"

　　 "Does this matter?"

　　 The man responded loudly, then raised the weapon in his hand high and slammed it down at Jenkins.

　　 The black arc brilliance under the moonlight slashed towards Jenkins like a swarm of flying butterflies. It was so quiet here, that Jenkins even thought that he heard the sound of the shock wave destroying the spring grass buds.

　　 He bends his knees slightly and then jumps up abruptly, his bounce like a cat makes him fly straight into the night sky. The stone pillar at the foot completely collapsed in the rumbling noise, and the splattered gravel even hit the trousers of the fallen Jenkins.

　　 He fell into the dust, threw the cat to a safe distance, and rushed towards Pompeii holding the potted flower.

　　 Terrible whispers and whispers gradually appeared as Jenkins approached his opponent. This is a phenomenon that hasn't happened last time, which means that the sword is gradually regaining its true power.

　　 The howling soul tide came out when Jenkins saw Pompeii through the dust, and the surging souls flew to Jenkins unstoppably. The wailing face and twisted stumps floated on the surface of the tide, looking more like a transparent centipede dancing in the air.

　　The eardrum was stinging from the impact of the sound. Jenkins still did not stop running forward, but raised the flower in his hand high. The flowerpot shattered in an instant under the impact of the soul tide, and the exposed skin could feel severe pain.

But this is only a momentary matter. In the next moment, the bright brilliance spurted from the flower bones that had not yet opened, and the soul tide was like encountering a large pothole on the bottom of the sea, uncontrollably rushing towards the flower. go with.

　　 "Really works!"

　　 The joy in Jenkins's heart is beyond words, this is the real two birds with one stone. He temporarily gave up controlling the flowers flying in the air, and with a flick of his right hand, the invisible sword combined with water, fire and wood, or the invisible stick, appeared in his hand.

　　 He ran forward quickly, then jumped up sharply, slashing the weapon in his hand down.

　　锵~

　　 The metal skeleton sword collided with the hardwood weapon. The latter broke off, but was immediately repaired by the [Life Origin] that was fully urged.

　　 The owners of the two weapons stood in place and wrestled with each other. It was the first time that Jenkins observed Pompeii's face so close.

　　 "You have too many pimples on your face, right?"

　　 He still has enough energy to speak, but he is actually at a disadvantage. After all, the opponent is a weapon that can be called the strongest in the material world, and the [breath of life] that is fully urged cannot allow the leaves to continue to grow to wrap Pompei's body.

　　 On the contrary, Jenkins has felt the flame and water being suppressed, and visually, the surface of the wood has been infested by the black breath of death.

　　 If it weren't for the ability to contact death, Jenkins would have died at that moment.

　　 "You shouldn't be so close to me!"

　　 Pompeii showed a penetrating smile at Jenkins. The smile was so wide that the roots of his slightly bleeding teeth were exposed. Jenkins thought he had also seen the leaves between his teeth, and therefore began to infer the content of his dinner.

　　 A suction force suddenly emerged from the Skeleton Sword, making the soul in Jenkins' body a little unstable. But it just shook for a while, and it had no effect on Jenkins.

Seeing that his weapon was about to disintegrate, Jenkins took advantage of the last time to free up his left hand, revealed the back half of the broken wooden dagger in his spirit, and then slammed the bony armor on Pompeii's body. .

　　 Click~

　　The broken dagger shattered again because of the great force, and Jenkins could only helplessly put it away. The left hand passed through the thinner soul storm on the surface of the skull sword, and directly held the sword body. The next second the body was pushed far away by the huge repulsive force of the sword body.

　　 Pompeii backhanded the sword into the ground of the cemetery, and the undead who had already leaned out of the body completely broke free from the **** of the earth.

　　 "In the name of my god~"

　　 A woman's voice came from the sky, and when she looked up, Miss Magic flew into the night sky with her back to the moonlight holding a golden scepter.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and the huge golden magical ritual circle stretched out from the top of her scepter. A breathing time was like a golden spider web, covering the entire sky of a large cemetery. .

　　 "I will punish you~"

　　 Her voice was extremely clear, and the hellfire that emerged from the magical circle was even clearer. The stones burning with terrible black flames fell like meteorite rain to the position where Pompeii was standing, and a second later caused a loud noise that can be heard in Nolan City.

　　 The ground was shaking, the snow layer on the ground was instantly evaporated, and the trees in the Black Forest showed radioactive dumping, but Jenkins was not affected at all.

　　 "Damn it, let him escape."

　　 After the dust settled, Miss Magic fell from the sky a little frustrated, almost unable to stand firm. Pompeii's position had become a bottomless pit, but Jenkins knew he was not in it.

　　 "This is already very good. If he summons an army of skeletons, our trouble will be even greater."

　　 He caught the cat jumping over from the edge of the battlefield. The cat’s hair was a bit messy, and he thought it was blown by the wind just now.

　　 "Speaking of which, this is a fantasy flower?"

　　 The dust settled, the fantasy flower was not affected at all. It hovered quietly in the air, the light blue petals in full bloom gently shaking in the evening wind. It is so beautiful that even the most brilliant painter can't describe the beauty of the flower at this moment, and the most melancholic poet can't write a sentence to praise it.

　　 The flowers bloom completely in the air, and the circles of light blue ripples spread to the surroundings with the shaking of the petals. This is a truly mature fantasy flower, number B-01-5-0718. After so many things, it has finally grown to its final stage.

　　 Looking at Jenkins using the holy silver box, carefully putting away the amazing flower that was completely blooming in the night sky, Miss Magic was very interested.

　　 "Yes, thanks to the soul provided by the Skeleton Sword. Unfortunately, even so, my flower could not drain all the soul of that sword. I am afraid there will be no such opportunity next time."

　　The fantasy flower in full bloom is the numbered item B-01-5-0718, and the user can determine its function when touched for the first time. But now Jenkins is not ready yet, so he can only seal it with a holy silver box and wait for the occasion to take it out.

　　 "Why didn't you use that trick just now~"

　　Miss Magic stood beside Jenkins, watching him tidy up the flower, "The trick to turn people into mechanical parts."

　　 "It's too risky. It is estimated that the sword will not be affected by the light of the machine. If Pompeii recruits a dead body to block him, he can resist this trick."

　　 [Mechanical Light] It consumes a lot of energy, and Jenkins will not use it when it is not a last resort.

　　 The loud noise made in the Black Forest soon attracted the Orthodox Church. Jenkins and Miss Magic left before they arrived.

　　 The hapless Duke was crushed under the collapsed boulder. Jenkins broke his ankle before leaving, waiting for his justice from the church.

Chapter 901 Chapter VIII

　　 Although he still failed to kill Scroo Pompe tonight, at least the goal of rescuing Mr. Hood was achieved. Jenkins considered summoning the Protoss directly to kill Pompeii, but considering his habit of fleeing when the situation is bad, the power of the Pros is likely to be too late.

　　The best way to deal with such a person is to make him feel that he has a great advantage and take the initiative to attack, and then defeat him with an overwhelming force. Otherwise, the battle with Pompeii will always be such a chase. He obviously has great power but oversteps it cautiously, which is not a good thing for Jenkins.

Hood, together with Mr. White Cat and Miss Yindi, waited for the two companions who had broken off at the entrance to the city. A group of five people escaped from the Orthodox Church's convoy and went around a large circle in the fog before successfully returning to Nolan. Urban area.

　　 "At half past eleven, I still have half an hour."

　　 Jenkins muttered to himself with his pocket watch.

"what did you say?"

　　 Ms. Yindi who was walking side by side asked softly.

　　 "Nothing, just sigh about tonight."

　　 Mr. Hood's face is now completely exposed in front of the other four, but he doesn't seem to care. After the rope that bound him was cut, although he was weak, he had regained his normal mobility. After entering the city, he led a group of people to a small two-story apartment in the southwest of the city. It was one of the safe houses he owned. One.

　　 "Sure enough, the bestowers are hardly short of gold pounds."

　　 Jenkins murmured.

　　 "Thank you, my friends, thank you for saving me."

　　 The custom gas lamp on the wall was turned on, and Mr. Hood took out wine bottles from the wine cabinet and filled everyone with wine glasses. The five people held up their wine glasses in a circle and greeted each other.

　　 "We are also unfamiliar friends, it's nothing...Of course, if I knew who my opponent was this time in advance, I would never go."