Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "By the way, I have also heard of the Lord of Flowers!"

　　After thinking for a long time, Jenkins thought of this one.

　　 Before the words fell, the conductor really uttered.

　　 "Sorry, honorable guest, may I ask, are you a believer of the Great Ninth Lord-[Lord of Flowers]?"

　　'S calm face from the beginning actually showed a flattering expression, even the straight body that was standing was slightly bent a few degrees.

"That one."

　　 Jenkins touched his face, and replied embarrassingly: "I only heard of this one."

　　 The conductor immediately stood up straight, his face restored to nothingness.

　　 "Who is the master of the flowers?"

　　 asked the woman puzzledly.

　　 "I don't know, I heard something said by a deceit."

　　 Disappointment occupied the woman's face again.

　　 The train keeps moving forward, although the living people on the train feel that they haven't moved at all. Jenkins and the still-unknown woman tried many more keywords, but they didn't make the conductor speak again.

　　 "Forget it."

　　 The woman grabbed the red broad-brimmed hat and stood up, and sighed, "I still have a divination ability, but it's not necessarily accurate. Would you like to try your luck?"

　　 "I don't think there is a better idea now."

　　 Jenkins responded.

　　 The woman stood up, touched her waist, and spread her right hand to Jenkins.

　　 "Lend me a coin."

　　 "Do you not bring money when you go out?"

　　 Jenkins reached out and took out a wallet from the corpse on the ground and threw it over.

　　 "Why do I need to bring money when I go out?"

　　 She asked amusingly, first drew out a copper penny, threw it aside disgustingly, and found out a gold pound.

　　 "Look at me!"

　　 While she was talking, she clenched her right fist with her thumb on the knuckle of her index finger and the coin flat on her nail.

　　 The yellow power light lit up, and the woman said in a low voice, and then threw the golden pound into the air.

　　嘭~

　　 The gold coin exploded in the air instantly, Jenkins hid as far away as possible without injury, and the woman looked fine.

She stepped on the ground vigorously with her feet, and said to Jenkins: "Unlucky for me, last time... I was not caught. This time I encountered such a thing on a long trip. I gave up, good luck to you, I'm leaving first."

　　 "You want to try your luck next time you arrive at the station?"

"Do not."

　　 The woman shook her head lightly, fumbled for a moment in the hat, and took out a small piece of paper.

　　 "A-11-5-2071, Mr. Prank's toy ticket. I hope that this space transfer will not encounter strange things, and I hope that the location will not be in a strange place, and I hope it will not arouse the attention of Mr. Prank."

　　 She smiled apologetically at Jenkins, pulled the paper in her hand, and disappeared directly into the carriage.

　　 "Clam?"

　　 Jenkins spread out his hands, can't believe that he is the only one who is unlucky in the end. The train has arrived 7 times, and Jenkins doesn't know how far it is from the terminal, but he certainly doesn't dare to waste time here.

"The guests."

"Ok?"

　　 The moment the woman disappeared, the conductor actually spoke up.

　　 "Are you talking to me?"

　　 He pointed to himself questioningly, why is this, must there be only one living person left to make a living?

　　 "Looking at the face of the great ninth ruler you know, I can remind you."

"what?"

　　 "You can try to bribe me. I accept soul gold, blood coins, gluttony brand, bone core, profanity seeds, dirty runes, color/desire gems and many other currencies. Of course. I usually call them sin coins."

　　 "But I don't have any."

　　 "No, you have."

　　 After speaking, he pointed to the two corpses on the ground.

　　 Jenkins was taken aback, and hurriedly crouched down to search for it, but only found a white round coin on the man's upper body. The coin was printed with a hideous skull on one side and two crossed bones on the other.

　　 "These are not enough. But..."

　　 The calm voice added a bit of cunning, "But this core of bones is enough to bribe me and let me give you a way to withdraw a certain currency."

　　 Jenkins felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up, and he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

　　 "Where can I withdraw money?"

"On intelligent creatures, the efficiency of extracting dead people will be less. Guests, warm reminder, the two corpses can extract the most blood coins, which add up to one percent. But it's still not enough. Maybe you You can think about yourself."

　　 "You deliberately said this after the two people left? What do you like about me?"

　　 Jenkins narrowed his eyes.

　　 "I don't understand what you are talking about."

　　 The train arrived at the station again, the door opened, revealing an endless white light, and then closed again a few minutes later.

　　 "What can be extracted from me? What will I lose after extraction?"

　　 "Soul gold extracts soul, blood coins permanently consume blood capacity, bone core is the essence of transcendent bones, gluttony brand is a manifestation of gluttony crime, blasphemy seed comes from the crime of blasphemy, filthy rune..."

He introduced 17 different currencies scatteredly, a small part of which would cause permanent damage to the human body; a large part, such as the brand of gluttony, desecration of seeds, etc., only correspond to certain characteristics of the creature itself, but for a long time It can only be drawn once, and it can only be provided by the living.

　　 "Which currency is the most in my body?"

　　 "Sorry, guest, I can only judge the value of the dead, and the living are protected by the spirit. But your soul seems to be extraordinarily special."

　　 A malicious answer, Jenkins ignored it.

　　 "Oh, it turned out to be a fancy to my soul. How much currency do you need to help me return to my world?"

　　PS: This chapter has a huge amount of information, and it can be regarded as the most involved chapter since the beginning of this book.

Chapter 122 Chapter 118

　　 "3. So I suggest you choose to learn how to draw soul gold, your soul is definitely enough to make three gold coins!"

"it is good."

　　 He nodded, closed his eyes, and routinely prayed to the sage before making an important decision: "May the sage bless me, and your light will illuminate my way forward."

After 　　 finished painting the holy emblem, he threw the white coin in his hand: "I want to learn how to make a profanity seed."

　　 "Are you serious? Don't think that simple blasphemy is enough to extract blasphemy knowledge. It's not that simple."

　　 "It has been decided, don't waste time, the train is almost at the next stop."

　　 "As you wish, dear guest."

　　 The conductor reached out his hand, and the black light penetrated Jenkins' head. But he didn't feel any strangeness, only saw a black spot of light in front of him.

　　【Profane production (black sacred)】

　　 "Holy?"

　　 Jenkins laughed, what could be more ironic than this? He guessed that there would be black ability, but never thought that it was "sacred".

　　 sat down, tightly holding the armrest of the seat with one hand, and then focused on the newly acquired ability.

　　 In perception, only oneself can be the target of action in this area.

　　 Naturally, the corpse cannot be desecrated, but the conductor... really is not a normal thing.

At the moment when the ability is acting on oneself, the knowledge of the previous life surges up in the mind, atheism, evolution...not only these, but a very small part of the basic education from elementary school to the three subjects of ideological and political education in the university. The spirit, from the battle of the gods in Hollywood, to the educational movies watched lonely in the middle of the night, from the wanton mythological distortions in the game, to the heroic life when I look up at the stars...

　　 Jenkins was surprised to find that there are too many things he learned before crossing that can be regarded as "blasphemy."

　　 But he was only surprised for a second before he was surrounded by endless pain.

　　 Green vines emerged from the void, rooting into Jenkins’ temples one left and one right, sucking in something.

　　 When Einstein's theory of relativity appeared, Jenkins felt in a trance that he had realized the relativity of slow time. This is pain that has never been experienced before. The pain gushes out from the deepest part of his soul. After shaking for less than a second, he fell to the ground.

　　 The last dignity made him bit his lip without screaming. This is the longest ten seconds that the human body has experienced in two lives.

　　 When the vines had absorbed enough profanity and turned into three green coins and dropped to the ground, Jenkins summoned his spirit to cancel the ability.

　　 A sense of emptiness surged into my heart, and then there was a feeling of extreme Holy Spirit. Hearing sacred music in a trance, a beautiful figure appeared in the clouds, Jenkins felt that he was purified.

　　 It is clearly called the Seed of Blasphemy, but it is still a coin, the size of which is exactly the same as the core of the bone just now.

　　 The extreme pain is still burning the nerves, and the emptiness and holiness of the soul aggravates the idea of ​​abandoning reality.

　　 "Here you are, let me go!"

　　 He gritted his teeth and said.

　　 The conductor beckoned, his face still calm, and the green coin flew into his hand automatically.

　　 "Very good, high-quality profanity. This kind of currency can be minted by one person, my guest, I am curious what exactly do you do?"

　　 "I'm also curious, compared with the ones I have encountered in the past, you, the master of the sacred world, have too many words."

　　 "Oh, guest, don't call me the master, the only masters of the deceitful realm are those..."

　　 He closed his eyes and stopped talking. But at this moment, when the conductor appeared, the door of the carriage opened behind him, and behind the door was no longer night, but white light.

　　 "If I give you a few more coins like this, can you tell me the relationship between the master and the station world?"

　　 "Guest, I'm just a conductor."

　　 Jenkins took a breath, got up from the ground, and walked quickly towards the exit. But just when he walked to the conductor, he turned around and walked back, bending over to pick up the rapier used by the man who was killed, the red aura on it was very strong.

　　 No longer asking any questions or observing the conductor, Jenkins plunged into the white light.

　　 Throwing one white, three green and four coins into his mouth, chewing carefully, his calm face showed an expression of crying.

"God, you are so unfair. Why, why can he pass here, why his soul is so powerful, why does that dead man have a bone nucleus, why do I have to abide by the rules of deception, why, why, I Can't leave here and enter that world!"

　　 He kept muttering, finally showing a human expression on his calm face.

　　 The lord of the slyland seems to be very different from what Jenkins has encountered before.

　　 At the same time, the night outside the car window eroded in, and everything was assimilated.

　　 "Why, why? I don't want to die~"

　　 Until it turned into night, he still cried and said such words.

　　 The pencil in his hand fell to the ground, and the night left a last path to face.

　　 Gulu Gulu~

　　 The pencil rolled into the white light.

　　 "Why haven't you upgraded yet?"

　　 This was Jenkins's first thought after he was relieved. He sat on the railroad tracks and looked back at the scene of the extremely miserable train accident.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 A shrill cry came from a distance, and then, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and threw Jenkins down.

　　 is naturally chocolate.

　　 Only a few mortals with the potential of gifted people can enter the treacherous realm, and whether animals can, Jenkins has never heard of precedents. Although throwing a kitten out of a Mercedes-Benz steam train window is also a very dangerous thing, but the probability of survival is always higher than that of entering the treacherous world, right?

　　 Fortunately, although the chocolate's fur is covered with dirt, the limbs are still healthy, and there are only a few scratches on the body.