Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　Because of the dangers of the shadow world, even those with shadow abilities would never dare to stay there for too long. Based on this, Jenkins judged that his opponent could not always appear, so after hanging one arm on the beam in the sky, he looked down without blinking, trying to find some clues in the thin aura of the white mist.

　　 The fog that was blown up quickly gathered again, because the amount of the fog itself was not much, so although it was tossing like a wave, it could not touch even the sole of Jenkins.

　　The unwilling fog deformed again. Not long after, some sharp arrows made of heavy clouds shot from Jenkins' feet, but these things could not even break through the wall of fire that Jenkins casually exhaled.

　　Unable to attack for a long time, the two of them froze for a while. Without knowing whose luck it was, the fog finally noticed the cat squatting and yawning outside the warehouse.

　　 Just as Jenkins was looking around looking for his opponent, the mist spread out a little bit.

　　 "Meow~"

The cat's horrified cry attracted Jenkins' attention. He looked up and saw Chocolate squatting pitifully on a large raised rock, holding his tail in a frightened look, and the fog around the rock was no longer known. I didn't realize it accumulated a circle, and I was about to catch it all over the place.

　　 "Bullying a cat, what a gifter!"

　　 The shocked and angry Jenkins yelled, squeezed hard, broke the beam he was holding in his hand abruptly, gave up the current favorable position and jumped down from the sky.

He landed in the fog. He didn't know if the momentum was too great when he landed, or he had forgotten to suppress his aura in horror. The fog within three feet of the center around him seemed to be driven away by a huge force, ripples constantly. The echoed.

　　 "You **** guy!"

　　 Jenkins couldn't find the target and was worried that his cat would be held hostage as a cat. After landing, he couldn't control much. When he waved his hand, a flame was spreading in all directions, and the whole ground was covered with hoarfrost.

　　 punched into the air aimlessly, just relying on his own strength to make a sonic boom. But even if such a random blow dissipated the nearby fog, the enemy could not be found, and he ran to the direction of the chocolate "surrounded" by the white fog in a panic.

　　 The mist turned into countless silk threads pulling Jenkins' body, but before touching his clothes, it was like endless light and heat evaporated. The dark golden light radiated from Jenkins' body, which is difficult to see with the naked eye at noon in the spring, but as long as the more sensitive gifters are nearby, they will definitely feel the kind of oppressive fear of people's hearts.

Section 1274 Chapter 1253 Tobacco and Fog (10/10)

　　 It is a pity that the bestower closest to Jenkins is now in the shadow world, so no one can appreciate the horror of the atmosphere at this moment.

　　 squatting on the rock and pretending to watch Jenkins coming over, knowing that the play is almost the same, he might have to wear it if it doesn't end.

　　 So while Jenkins yelled and didn't pay attention, his hind paws slammed backward, and the invisible force controlled the power of the shadow to penetrate into the shadow world. From Jenkins's point of view, he hadn't run two steps yet, and his opponent seemed to be kicked by something, jumping out of the shadow world, and the place to return to the material world happened to be in front of him.

　　 "I want you to die~"

The furious Jenkins stopped running, and subconsciously withdrew his right leg and crouched slightly. Even the ground was stepped out of the ground while the force was being stored, and the power of ice and fire was entwined and gathered on the right leg. It is the opposite force, but at this moment, it is exceptionally harmonious, just like life and death when the [Evil Epidemic] was defeated in the first place.

"what!"

　　 The upper body turns to the right, and the right foot pushes on the ground to combine the force of pushing the ground with the power of the upper body twisting, kicking out, the red and blue dazzling light is dazzling and bright. The man who had just been blasted from the shadow world by Juli hadn't figured out what was going on, he just watched as a beautiful round kick was approaching the head.

　　 subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, but while touching the precise and ruthless kick, the power of ice and fire exploded from the point of contact at the same time.

　　 There was a bang in his ear, and then he realized that it was an arm explosion. The raging leg continued to press against his head, and the skin, bones, and even nerves and liquids that it touched exploded due to the resistance of ice and fire.

　　 When Jenkins closed his feet and turned to stand, the man standing next to him had no half of his body, as if what Jenkins threw just now was not his own leg, but an eraser that could erase reality.

　　 "Oh, chocolate!"

　　 Seeing that the fog gradually disappeared as the man died, Jenkins hurried to the chocolate. The cat threw himself into the man's arms, rubbing back and forth to express his fears and worries.

　　 He breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to check the man's body, and found that he had nothing valuable on his body, even nothing to prove his identity.

　　 Reluctantly, he could only pick up the large box of tobacco and leave here. Before leaving, he did not forget to destroy all the traces nearby.

　　 As for the man's body, it was planned to be burned, but considering that Nolan's rare believer of [Hovering Mist], he dug a hole and buried it.

Afterwards, he did not return to Luen immediately, but went to the underground black market first, contacted the female hunter through the middleman clown, spent 3 shillings, and entrusted her with half a box of tobacco and related matters related to the [Scent Appreciation Committee]. Others commission others to sell to brokers on the black market.

　　 "Anyway, you must find someone you can trust, and you must not expose things related to me."

　　 In order to make it easier to move, Jenkins has taken the initiative to explain that he is a believer in the God of Lies who has sought her many times, so the huntress easily accepted this very generous commission.

　　Although Jenkins has very little commission, but selling such information to the church, he can get a lot of money.

　　 Before leaving, the huntress asked Jenkins jokingly:

　　 "Do you know anything about the far north? I heard that it was also made by your companions. If you have any information that you want to sell to me, I can pay a very generous golden pound."

　　 "I don't remember your interest in things other than Nolan."

　　 Jenkins sarcastically, never thought of using his information to make money for himself.

　　 "There will always be exceptions."

　　 The woman saw that Jenkins was not interested, so she answered perfunctorily.

　　 Jenkins guessed that she collected this information not for other clients, but for her own [Church of War and Victory]. Now the only people who know the truth about the far north are the believers of the God of Lies, and the clearest place for those believers is Nolan.

　　 The extreme north matter seemed to Jenkins to be trivial. The most noteworthy part of that journey was the information revealed by the Ice Sculpture Priest. But in the eyes of mortals, that is a sign that the newly appointed God of Lies expands his sphere of influence. From the standpoint of that **** is also righteous and evil, any of his actions are worthy of attention.

　　 And since the purple star that symbolizes the end of the era rose to the sky half a year, this **** has visited the material world more than once. This frequency is a bit too scary.

　　 It was 12:30 noon when I returned to Luen. Although it was a bit late, it happened to be in time for lunch. Both Dolores and Alexia returned from the city. According to them, the ice covering the city has not melted, so even in the daytime, the temperature in the city of Ruen is much lower than outside.

　　 But fortunately, the citizens living in Ruen have long been accustomed to the severe cold, and now they just leave as winter.

　　 Jenkins also briefly talked about his actions in the morning, and Alexia was not surprised at what happened to him again.

　　 Seeing that Jenkins had brought back half a box of tobacco, he checked it after the meal. But for the first time, Alexia, who has always been omnipotent, said that she was powerless. She didn't have a deep involvement in potions and alchemy, and she was not even as good as Jenkins, who had received a week of professional training from the old Jack.

"Actually, as far as I know, there are not many gifts of potions and alchemy in the entire material world, and most of them are strictly protected by the church. After all, this technique requires outstanding talents in addition to long-term training. It is impossible for sexual training to be able to produce batch talents in an assembly line.

　　 Alexia sighed, then put the box back on the dining table. Dolores also echoed:

　　 "I planned to recruit some people who understand alchemy or potions a long time ago, but I haven't found them yet. In fact, there is probably no such person in the Ruen area, at least I have never heard of it."

　　 Maybe I knew old Jack very early, which gave Jenkins the illusion that potions and alchemy techniques are not uncommon. But thinking about it now, it seems that since I came into this world, I have never heard of anyone who can carry potions or special alchemy products with them.

　　 "Then we can do nothing with the tobacco except waiting for Nolan's church to take countermeasures?"

　　 Jenkins asked with some annoyance. He didn't want to be nosy, but wanted to see if the sect behind this matter was related to Nolan's fog.

　　 "Of course there is still something we can do. We have so many tobaccos. Even if we can't analyze the technology in it, we can at least do some experiments to test what they are special."

　　PS: Ten plus is over, and it’s more normal at night. Good New Year again, thank you for your support.

Chapter 1275 The First Thousand Fifty-Four Turning Points

　　 "You mean..."

Hearing that he was going to experiment with tobacco, Jenkins looked at Alexia in surprise, and the latter continued: "There are many prisoners waiting to be executed in a city like Ruen. I want Dolores to get some. It should be okay. You shouldn't feel guilty for experimenting on those scumbags?"

　　 The princess did not say that Julia agreed to find the death row prisoner on her behalf.

　　 "No, I'm just worried about something going wrong. Instinctively tells me that it's better not to use this kind of thing randomly..."

　　 After thinking about it, he still didn’t agree to start the human test. He thought that he should be more cautious and investigate all the side effects of tobacco before making plans:

"Dolores, do you have any hands in the cities on the east coast? I want to investigate the affairs of those people. I remember that the false **** [Hovering Mist] is not an evil god, and his followers are mainly active near Turin. Today this is It’s very strange."

　　 The investigation will be conducted in the Kingdom of Chessland. Dolores does not have many people there, but at least there are many people in Turin, the capital of Chessland, who can be deployed. Speaking of Turin, Jenkins also remembered that his friend Mr. Black Cat and his senior sister Miss Stevie were there, so he wrote a letter asking them to investigate if it was convenient.

　　 "Don't get Mr. Black Cat into strange trouble again."

　　 Jenkins prayed quietly, and Mr. Black Cat, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed directly.

　　 He wiped his nose, and sat under the parasol on the corner of the street and looked up at the sky:

　　 "Sorry, I have some discomfort in the nose recently. The snow a few days ago was too abnormal. This should be the first time that Shire has snowed in this kind of month in recent hundreds of years."

　　 Mr. Black Cat apologized to his friend. The latter shook his head, took off his hat and put it on the table, and then asked for a menu from the waiter who came, looking for his favorite drink.

　　 "Speaking of which, didn't you plan to leave Turin a few days ago? I heard that you provoke a great man."

　　 The man with the menu asked Mr. Black Cat.

　　 "It's okay, the other party is...my friend's friend."

　　Mr. Black Cat couldn't help covering his head when he thought of Miss Stillwell. When he found out Miss Stillwell that day, he immediately realized that he was being followed. After hurriedly writing a letter to warn Mr. Candle of Nolan, he simply packed his luggage and planned to flee, and then he was gifted by at least 20 people at the train station. He stopped, it was the first time he saw that kind of battle, and he almost thought he was going to end it.

　　 "Fortunately, the believers of the **** of music are not malicious."

　　 He thought to himself, planning to find time to ask Mr. Candle what is going on. At this time, the man sitting across from him took out a small paper bag less than a palm size from his pocket and handed it over. Mr. Black Cat took it and looked at it and found that it was some tobacco with a strange color and smell.

　　 He is an expert in smoking, and he knows that these things are wrong at a glance.

"this is?"

　　 Mr. Black Cat asked his friend, who shrugged:

"Who knows what it is, this is sent by my friend in Luen to remind me to be careful of this kind of tobacco. I heard that long-term smoking can cause permanent damage to the spirit and soul. I remember you like smoking, specifically Remind you."

　　 "How could I touch such a strange thing? Derek, am I the kind of person who likes to challenge novelty?"

　　 Mr. Black Cat shook his head, reassuring him. The man called Derek put down the menu and said somewhat solemnly:

　　 "Anyway, stay away from this kind of tobacco. I also found someone peddling similar tobacco in Turin. I'm afraid this is a bit involved."

　　 "A lot of involvement?"

　　 Mr. Black Cat muttered in his heart, and then remembered that the terrible woman I saw last time said that any valuable news can be sold to her. And it is well known that the believers of the **** of music are mostly rich because they are born noble or extremely talented.

　　 "Tell me carefully, I think we can make a fortune."

　　 Thinking of this, Mr. Black Cat withdrew his leg cocked motion, put his hands on the round table and said to his companion a little excited.

　　 The young writer who is far away in Ruen naturally does not know what kind of news his friends have mastered. Unlike the sunny Turin, Ruen is snowing again today.

　　 After dealing with the tobacco matters, Jenkins wanted to go to the church and then went with Alexia to find the "treasure" that the fairy said in the book.

　　 But before setting off, a hastily messenger sent a message to Dolores. The latter dealt with official documents in the study, and planned to invite his sisters to sit at home in the afternoon. Since she was determined to fight for the crown, she naturally had to find more allies.

　　 "It's Ajelena's letter, oh, that's the younger sister you saw in the underground that day. She said that she had encountered some strange things. She hoped that I could take a look and asked me to keep it secret."

　　 Dolores handed the letter to Jenkins, Jenkins glanced at it and handed it to Alexia.

　　 "I saw the address, and it happened to be on the way to the church, so let's go with Alexia and me. If we run into trouble, we can solve it."

　　 Ajelena Stuart is the 14-year-old sister of Dolores. The relationship between the two has been very good before the riots in Parliament Square. But this princess is different from Dolores. She does not have the same industry and influence as Dolores. Therefore, after she was forced to move out of the palace, she temporarily lived in her own "small house" in the city and wanted to buy better. It’s not that you can solve it in a short while.

　　 But it’s a small house, but it’s actually four times larger than the Jenkins house. It was a three-story apartment along the street, and the decorative walls of the five adjacent houses were all opened up to connect the houses together. Although this is still not in line with the status of the princess of the kingdom, Ruen is now in troubled times, and Her Royal Highness Ajelena Stuart does not have so many requirements.

　　 When the carriage arrived with a group of people in front of the apartment, the elderly maid who had been waiting at the door immediately bent down and bowed to everyone, and then led them into the house.

　　 After getting off the car, Jenkins reached out with interest and touched the outer wall of the building covered with ice. The ice shows no signs of melting. I am afraid this year's "winter" in the Ruen area will last longer.

　　 Before entering the house, he opened the real eye and took a look, and then, unsurprisingly, saw aura in the room on the left side of the second floor of the house. The intensity of the aura is not low, but it can't be classified as a numbered item, plus the light that is not black, so Jenkins is not overly nervous.

Chapter 1276 Chapter 1255 The King's Doubts

　　 Visited today with the face of Jenkins Williams, Dolores’ sister Ajelena Stuart recognized Jenkins at once. She was standing in the living room and waiting for everyone. She just wanted to say hello to Dolores, who was walking in the front, when she saw Jenkins.

　　 Ajelena has a look very similar to Dolores, except that she is shorter than Lixia. Her hair is very long, so it makes the princess look like a large doll.

　　 Jenkins also found that the color of her eyes seemed to be different from Dolores,

　　 "Excuse me, are you Mr. Jenkins Williams?"

　　 She blinked her big eyes and asked in surprise. After getting the affirmative answer, she showed even more puzzling enthusiasm.

　　 "Am I really so popular?"

　　 While Dolores and his sister complained to each other about the recent days when they were living outside, Jenkins asked Alexia in a low voice awkwardly.

　　 "Do you really not know?"

　　 "What should I know?"

　　 He asked again in a low voice, and Alexia refused to answer the question.

　　 There is no need to reveal that Jenkins is a gifter. His appearance this time is just a pure escort. After determining the location of the accident, Alexia and Dolores went upstairs, leaving Jenkins to talk to the little princess in the living room.

But Jenkins is not a person who is good at talking to strangers, so when the two ladies walked down the stairs carrying a small glass jar and a worried-faced maid, the atmosphere downstairs was already The embarrassment was extreme.

"How is it going?"

　　 He turned his head and blinked desperately, hoping that Alexia would understand his embarrassment. With a faint smile on his face, the latter took the initiative to explain what happened upstairs.

　　 This short one hour was fruitful. Ajelena Stuart then thanked her sister for her help, and then offered to move to her manor to live in:

　　 "I am too young here, and there are not many reliable servants around me."

　　 The fourteen-year-old girl coquettishly said to her sister. Of course, Dolores would not fail to agree.