Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 This is the conclusion she drew from Chrissy Williams’ theory of space-time stability.

　　 "You mean that abnormal spiritual agitation will cause some natural disasters, such as-this year's Luen will be lower than the average temperature in previous years?"

　　 "It's not that simple."

　　 Alexia stretched out her hands and grabbed onto the railing. She didn't wear gloves, so her skin was in direct contact with the cold metal. Jenkins hesitated, and put his hand on Alexia's, and the short lady smiled shyly.

"According to my... fortune-telling, the most likely to be affected is the [Snowman Legion] in the far north. That treacherous legion was originally changed for unknown reasons, and is now affected by the extreme cold force. It's hard to say what changes will happen."

　　 Alexia’s prediction was correct. When everyone had dinner together, the servants informed that Father Fernando of the Church of the Sage was outside the manor. Jenkins put down the knife and fork in his hand and hurried out. The cat reluctantly glanced at the big meal on the table, then turned his head and followed.

　　 Mr. Fernando came in a church carriage. Such a move can easily lead people to misunderstand that the Three Queens and the Church of the Sages are united-it seems right to think so.

　　 In addition to him, there was a young priest accompanying him on the carriage, and he had an expression of trepidation. The two people saw Jenkins walking out of the gate of the manor under the leadership of the servant from a distance and walking quickly along the walking path, so they bowed together at the gate of the manor.

　　 "You don't have to be so polite, what's the matter."

　　 Jenkins asked, while looking at the road in front of the manor. Both ends of the road stretched into the darkness, and it was already late at night. The church must have come to him so late because of something extremely important.

"Mr. Williams, I just received news that there is a serious problem in the north. We need your strength. I'm sorry to interrupt your holiday, but the Holy See has sent an urgent notification. This is a letter to you.. ...."

　　 Jenkins nodded, sighed and took the letter:

　　 "I understand, everyone is a believer of sages, you don't have to be so polite, since I am in Luen, then you can regard me as a member of the diocese of Luen."

　　 said, he took the overcoat in the hands of the maid standing beside him, then bent over to pick up his cat, and finally turned his head and said to the old butler of Dolores:

　　 "Please tell Miss Stuart and Miss Miller for me, I have important things, and I am going to the Sage Church now. I may not be able to come back tonight. Please say sorry to them for me."

　　 "I understand, Mr. William, please be careful on the way."

　　 The old butler bent slightly and said, Jenkins nodded, preparing to get into the carriage with the priest.

　　 But suddenly I heard someone calling him behind him, and when I turned around I saw Dolores and Alexia hurriedly approaching.

　　 "Sorry, I have something to do."

　　 He said this to the two ladies.

　　 "Jenkins, I know, be careful on the way."

　　 Alexia opened his arms, and Jenkins immediately bent slightly to hug her. After letting go of Alexia, the princess in the white fur cloak also eagerly tried to reach out, but in the end she didn't have the courage.

　　 "Good voyage, Mr. Williams."

　　 Seeing her stretch out her hand, Jenkins quickly held it, and then felt the chess piece in her hand.

　　 "No, this..."

　　 "Teacher is with me, I will not be in danger, you need this more."

　　Dolores looked at Jenkins and said.

　　 Jenkins did not waste any more time, so he took the chess pieces away. He turned to leave, but stopped, turned and kissed Alexia's profile again, and then kissed Dolores' forehead.

　　 "After dealing with things, I will be back soon."

　　 Dolores blushed, and for a moment even the cold was forgotten, and she just lowered her head and pretended to be suddenly interested in her shoes. The priest on the side leaned sideways to avoid suspicion, raised his hand and scratched his face, thinking that there might be a problem with the church's intelligence.

　　 The information does not say that the relationship between these two people is like this.

　　PS: The intermission is a bit long this time...about 25 chapters to end. The snowmen corps that had been laid out early in this book is finally about to be solved.

　　 Jenkins will stay in Luen for a long time, but our story is still based on Nolan.

Chapter 1224 Chapter 1203 Snowman Cataclysm

　　 said goodbye to the ladies at the gate of the manor, and the carriage drove Jenkins and his party quickly along the dark road towards the brightly lit city in the distance.

　　 While reading the letter on the road, Jenkins learned from Father Fernando what is so urgent. As Alexia said in the afternoon, the Yeti Legion in the far north was agitated. At 5 o'clock this afternoon, an aurora enveloped the great northern ice cap. Everything there was unobservable, and people who entered the ice cap area could not get in touch with the outside world.

After the aurora suddenly disappeared an hour ago, the once-evolved yeti army all marched southward, destroying the aboriginal villages and tribes near the ice sheet, and passed Eisenberg, known as the first ice city in the northern part of the kingdom. City, into a civilized world.

"Not only has the number almost tripled, but every individual now has good spellcasting abilities. According to the current intelligence, [Fear Aura] [Snowmaking] [Elemental Body] is the symbol of every snowman. In addition, the powerful individuals even have the ability to change the sky-blizzard and the immortal snow incarnation. The northern kingdom has begun an emergency evacuation, and an extraordinary item that can temporarily form a canopy is also being transported to the front line. Now Hampavo’s army and the church are urgently mobilized to join hands, temporarily blocking them in the north of New Iswell City, but I am afraid that they will not last too long...Fortunately, since last winter There are more than three demigods resident guards near the ice sheet in the extreme north, otherwise we will encounter even greater troubles."

　　 The demigod Mr. Rosier, who was originally stationed in the Church of the Sages in the Diocese of Ruen, had no chance to meet with the Son who visited Ruen because it was his turn to take turns in the far north.

　　 "I need to use the power of the Son, right?"

　　 Jenkins asked, the letter in his hand came directly from Bel Dylan, the letter explained the crisis of the situation, and then announced that his management rights would be directly transferred from Roen to Bel Dylan for the time being. Now the Holy See asks Jenkins to join the battle. The first step is to follow the team to the front line in the north. There are specific things he needs to do. The front line has a special honor guard and army commander to contact him.

　　 But the power of the Saint Child does not seem to have the ability to destroy an army of extraordinary creatures in one blow, after all, the number is really too much.

"The riot of the Yeti Legion has become a disaster that may endanger the entire human world. When we talked, representatives of the Twelve Orthodox Church and the three kingdoms have gathered in the tower to discuss solutions. Starting 30 minutes ago, The entire continent has been mobilized, this matter..."

　　The middle-aged priest kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, and he was trembling when he spoke:

"This matter is a continental world crisis, and we are only part of the mobilization. The Holy See hopes that you and the demigods that can be mobilized locally will temporarily block the Yeti Legion. Support is being organized around the world and going here, but It will take time."

"I understand."

　　 Jenkins nodded solemnly and looked at the scenery outside the window. He can imagine that he is stepping into the dark material world at this time, how many people are sending and receiving messages in the office, how many people are searching for materials in the library with sweat, and how many people are taking the emergency steam train to Ruen. .

　　 "How many demigods are there in the Twelve Orthodox Churches in the Kingdom of Hampavo? Do I need to go to the north with them in the future, or go alone?"

　　 he asked again.

"The 23 demigods who can support this matter, and the 16 north of Ruen have already set off. Mr. Rosier from the Church of the Sages was stationed in the ice cap half a month ago, and the other demigods of Ruen are We have just set off. We have already arranged a direct train to the northern ice city. You should go to the church to fix it and fill in the necessary materials. The train will leave at nine o'clock..."

"no problem."

　　 Jenkins nodded heavily again, unexpectedly the matter would be so serious.

　　 Of course, since a certain local demigod was not allowed to "carry" him directly to the north, at least it means that things have not yet reached the worst point. But this is also quite dangerous. You must know that before this, the church had never asked Jenkins to participate in large-scale operations as a holy son.

　　 At the same moment, Nolan City on the west coast of the mainland is thousands of miles away. This is an ordinary day for most people. Regarding Jenkins's departure, except for a small number of people who are worried and anxious, others are still living as usual.

　　 As night fell, the old man in the antique shop helped the appraisal glasses, sighed, and put down the silver spoon in his hand that was appraised as an ordinary item.

　　 He looked at the somewhat deserted antique shop, and was quite unaccustomed to Jenkins' sudden departure. I thought of Hesha and Mihail visiting at the same time in the morning. When they reconfirmed that Jenkins was on a business trip, the expressions on the faces of the two girls seemed to complain that he had sent Jenkins so far away.

　　 "I don't know what Jenkins is doing now."

　　 He took off his glasses and slowly returned it to the box covered with velvet. I looked up to the street through the window, and suddenly saw a familiar figure walking in the other direction of the street:

　　 "Sti..."

　　 He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, put down the things in his hand and wanted to chase him out, but as soon as he opened the door of the store, he was almost hit by a young man who hurried over.

　　 This is the scribe who joined the company the year before, and my father has forgotten his name. I just remember that although he has been on the job longer than Jenkins, he is now only a second-level gift.

　　 "Sir, in an emergency, Mr. Smith and Miss Bevanna asked you to hurry up and go to church."

　　 The young man said breathlessly, opened his own pocket, and pointed out one of the many letters in it and handed it to the old man. After saying goodbye in a hurry, he continued to send other letters.

　　 "What is so urgent?"

　　 Dad muttered, only then did he remember his purpose of going out. He held the letter in his hand and looked around, where was the figure of the woman just now.

　　 shook his head helplessly, and walked back to the store while unfolding the letter. The footsteps suddenly slowed down and then stopped. The forehead with few wrinkles showed more dents because of the tight wrinkles.

　　 "Yeti Legion? That's not..."

　　 He remembered the weird legend he had heard during the time he lived in Luen a long time ago. But then I remembered a more important thing:

　　 "Wait, didn't Jenkins happen to be in Roon? Did he run into this kind of thing again?"

　　 For a while, the old man didn't know whether he should be fortunate that Jenkins left Nolan, or should he be worried about the Kingdom of Hampawo.

　　 He took out a match from the counter and lit the letter. After confirming that it was completely burned, he changed into his coat and locked the door, and headed to the church under the moonlight.

　　While walking, thinking of Jenkins at this time in his heart, he was not worried about him, but worried that because he was involved in this matter, it would cause more serious problems than the Yeti Army.

　　 "How can the savior of this era be more terrible than the so-called "center of disaster" in the literature?"

　　 He couldn't understand this question no matter what.

Chapter 1225 Chapter 1204 Derailment Accident

　　 The churches all over the mainland, regardless of whether they have ties with the North, received news from the Holy See on this night, knowing that a disaster that might endanger the entire world has taken shape.

　　 Jenkins, who set off against the direction of the snowman army, had not walked a third of the whole night. The destination he was going to was a city farther north than the hot spring town, which was the true extreme north.

　　 After finishing up at night, I boarded the train with more than 200 benefactors from 8 local churches. The overnight train trip gave Jenkins a headache. The noise during the train trip was not suitable for sleeping, but he must rest now.

　　 Chocolate didn’t seem to be resting. When Jenkins was reading a book under the dim kerosene lamp in his pajamas, he called meows from time to time. After dinner, Jenkins is not completely out of things to do. The church has prepared a lot of materials related to the Yeti Army for him. He needs to read the information before he reaches the front line, which is very useful, at least Jenkins can know what kind of ghost he is going to face.

　　 "How could it be like this? I just came to the North Country by accident, so why should I stop the catastrophe of extinction of mankind at once?"

　　 He thought sadly, looking through the documents on the desk with the shaking light in the background sound of the train running.

　　 There was light snow in the sky from the beginning of the night, even though the train ran all night, it did not leave the snowy area. This is not a good sign. The power of the Yeti Legion has affected the celestial phenomena in the northern part of the mainland, and perhaps they have far more power than currently expected.

　　 The actual situation is worse than Jenkins expected. He boarded the train to the front line on Tuesday night, but the train journey was not completed for a night, so it ended abruptly.

　　 It was before dawn on Wednesday. Jenkins was lying on the bed with the brown cover of "Ice and Snow: Ancient Elemental Mysteries" covering his face.

　　 While he was wearing his pajamas, he wore a cloak to protect against the cold, but because he was lying down completely, the cloak wrinkled. He read the book late last night, and fell asleep after watching it rarely. Now that the dawn has not come, and the cat has not teased him, Jenkins is still sleeping comfortably without dreams.

"Meow?"

　　, lying next to Jenkins, the cat that almost put his head on Jenkins's face made a sleepy sound. The sleepy Chocolate raised his head in a daze, raised his small front paw and wiped his eyes, then tilted his head and looked towards the front of the train.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 it cried again, and patted Jenkins' face with its paw. Although Jenkins is not fat, because the cat is very hard, he still presses down the skin of his cheeks.

　　 "Sleep well, it's not breakfast time yet."

　　 Jenkins, who was not fully awakened, murmured, it was just an instinctive reaction, but he didn't even realize what was going on.

　　 raised his hand and pulled the cat a bit, then turned his back to it. The book on his face slipped under the bed as a result, making a loud noise, but Jenkins knew that it was not time to get up, so he turned his back to the cat, curled up slightly in the quilt, and was still sleeping.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Cat looked at Jenkins's back with a grotesque expression, then stood up with four legs supporting the body. First trot to the bed and looked at the book that fell on the ground, then jumped over the towering quilt and came to Jenkins again.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 It made a milky cry again, and at the same time stretched out its front paws to grab Jenkins' nose.

　　 "Don't make trouble."

　　 Jenkins pushed his paws away again, and then pulled the quilt to cover half of his face.

　　 Chocolate squatted quietly in front of Jenkins, looked at him for a while with amber eyes, and then gave up the practice of waking up the man.

　　 It squatted there for a while to look at Jenkins, and for a while to look at the front moving, occasionally raising its paw to rub its cheek.

　　哐Dangdang~

　　 The steam train in motion makes an annoying noise, but I am used to using it as a background sound and I can barely fall asleep. But the noise this time is a bit too loud, and it's not like the rhythm just now, but like the previous carriages coming out of the track.

"Ok?"

　　 Jenkins, whose consciousness is still awake and fuzzy, cannot immediately understand whether this is a dream or reality. But the next moment the carriage he was in shook violently, and then he flew out of the bed, and everything that could be moved in the room was tilted to the left at the same time.

　　 Jenkins, who just opened his eyes, can even see the viscous liquid flying out of the tea cup with his excellent dynamic vision, and can see the cat flying in the air while still squatting.

　　 "Oh, chocolate!"

　　 Jenkins subconsciously reached out and pulled the cat over and clamped it to his side.

　　 The body was rolling in the air, and gravity and potential made Jenkins and the carriage fall to the side.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 He yelled and left a phantom on the spot, then activated [Cat's Grace], and jumped down extremely sensitively.

　　 kicked the carriage with his foot and turned around using the reaction force, and saw that the phantom above had disappeared. This was because the position of the phantom was still while the carriage was still moving.

　　 stretched out his right hand and grabbed the flying pillow, stuffed the cat in, and then yelled:

　　 "Chocolate hold on, I'll be back soon!"

　　 He suddenly disappeared into the falling carriage, and because of the interaction of various complex forces, the subsequent falling carriage did not follow the trajectory of Jenkins's carriage, so Jenkins replaced the Mirage and appeared in the air.

　　 The cold wind made him tremble with bare feet in pajamas. What I saw before me was that the train that was traveling on the cross-river bridge was derailed. Now one-fifth of the carriages have fallen under the bridge, and the carriages behind obviously have the same fate.

　　 "I'm only a level 5 bestower~"