Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "You may know this person."

　　 said Jenkins, who was holding the corpse, and motioned for him to come over. The middle-aged man hesitated for a while before he came to the yard, and looked at the tightly wrapped corpse through the fence gate.

　　 Jenkins quickly reached out and lifted the hat on the corpse's head, confirming that the middle-aged man saw the terrible rotting face before putting on the hat again.

　　 "Perot, he..."

　　 The man couldn't help but exclaimed. Although the skin on his face was badly rotted, he still recognized who it was.

　　 "I think we'd better go in and talk, obviously this is not a good place to talk."

　　 Jenkins said, the man immediately opened the door, then carefully held the corpse and carried it to the house with Jenkins.

Chapter 1409 The first thousand three hundred and eighty-six

　　The man who opened the door was the brother of the deceased Perot Spencer. Because the parents of the two brothers died very early, and Perot Spencer had no children yet, his brother was the closest person in his blood.

　　 Mr. Spencer lives with his wife and children. Tonight, his wife took the two children back to the mother's house on the other side of the city to visit relatives, so he is the only one in the house. He carefully put the corpse on the sofa, and then knelt beside the sand with tears.

　　 "Thank you for sending him back. How did he die?"

　　 Mr. Spencer did not ask about the origins of the two, nor how they knew the address.

"We also found you to know the cause of his death. I'm sorry for his death... I will leave the body to you. Let him be buried as soon as possible, but please let us know before that. , Do you know what friends your brother has, or people who have the same interests as him?"

　　 Mr. Spencer does not seem to know the extraordinary world, but he knows that his brother is usually mysterious, and he also knows some of his friends. Controlling his emotions, the middle-aged man’s voice is very sad:

"If I say he’s best friend, I think there’s only one. The two of them like to hang out together on weekdays and don’t know what they’re doing all day. If it’s not because Perot had sworn to me, I would even think These two young men are...Oh, Perot, I have long advised you to find a good job as soon as possible. If you listen to me, how can you end up like this?"

　　 After he explained the address of the friend, he pestered Jenkins and Miss Magic to tell them where the body was found. It seemed that he wanted to hire a private investigator to investigate. In order to prevent ordinary people who have nothing to do with this incident from getting involved, Jenkins used some "tips" to convince him that it was two well-meaning people who returned the corpse, and the weird runes on the skin of the corpse were his dizziness If you can't see it, he needs to wash the body immediately and take it for burial.

　　 Pero Spencer’s friends also live nearby, only to find that the house is empty when they get there. Later, I heard from my neighbor that the people here hurriedly packed their luggage and moved to the country to live in the country a few weeks ago. Before leaving, they asked their neighbors to help them look at the house.

　　 "If you are looking for him, you can write to him, I know his address in the country."

　　 said the enthusiastic middle-aged woman, which provided clues to the next step.

　　 In short, after a lot of tossing, he finally found the man. He lives in a village very close to the city, just avoiding the range of [Doomsday Fantasy]. When Jenkins and Miss Magic knocked on the door, he was still very confused. When Jenkins uttered the phrase [Doomsday Fantasy], he turned around and wanted to escape into the house, but Jenkins was severely grasped by his wrist and couldn't move.

　　 "We are not bad guys, what do you do with such a big reaction?"

　　 Jenkins in the moonlight asked suspiciously, then turned his head and signaled that Miss Magic would also enter the private house like him, and did not forget to close the door.

　　 The small house in the country is not well decorated, probably because there is no plan to live in. The house does not even have some necessary furniture, only the most basic bed and table.

　　 The man who was grabbed by Jenkins yelled for pain while secretly looking at the two intruders, and quietly touched his pocket with the other hand.

　　 "I advise you to be honest and don't act rashly. I will emphasize again that we are not bad guys, we just want to ask you a few questions."

　　 While speaking, Jenkins grabbed the opponent's wrist and forced him to sit on a chair. Miss Magic stood not far away near the door and looked at the room.

　　 "You broke into my house so late, and you told me that you are not a bad person? Okay, so what are you going to do, if you want to rob, as long as you can find everything, I don't mind."

　　 The man rubbed his wrist and complained.

　　 "No need to pretend, you are a gifter, and so are we. This time I came here for the silly things. I think you should know what I mean."

"You are members of the Orthodox Church? Well, when I said nothing, this look is definitely not a member of the church... So what do you want to know? Nolan should also know it well. To be honest, if you have time to trouble me here, it is better to inform relatives and friends to leave the city as soon as possible."

　　 He mumbled that he wanted to stand up, but was immediately pressed back by Jenkins.

　　 "We do know a lot of things, but we only don't know what exactly you did that led to this crisis."

　　 Hearing this question from Jenkins, the man sitting in the chair immediately lowered his head. His fingers subconsciously tugged at the knots on the arm of the chair, and it took him a long time to speak:

　　 "Actually, it's not our fault..."

　　 Jenkins glanced at Miss Magic. The latter's fingers swayed slightly, seeming to be using some ability.

"The five of us are all entering the treacherous realm for the first time. I thought that a large number of people would be enough, but I didn’t expect to encounter such a complicated situation. The treacherous realm is both a doomsday and a treasure. Ancient creatures and some carved on the walls can be seen everywhere. We have never seen the blasphemy mantras. After coming out of the clock tower, we explored many places. Even though we have met the requirements for getting out of the deception, we have no idea of ​​going back immediately. Later... "

　　 His voice choked up, and at the same time he trembled with fear:

"Later the moon fell, and the whole world lost its light. I don't know what happened after that, and I don't know what happened to my friends around me. I just remember that I wished to die immediately and get rid of the fear of suffocation and depression. ..... I heard someone talking to me in the dark, and I seemed to have agreed to something in that voice, and then I returned to reality. Because I found that staying in Nolan would be repeatedly drawn into that world, so I hid Here."

　　 After speaking, he bent down and buried his face in his knees, shaking and sobbing.

　　 "What did you promise?"

　　 Jenkins asked, this is most likely the key to breaking the game.

　　 "I don't remember, I don't dare to recall anything in the darkness. Sir, if you still have a kind heart, please let me hide here alone now. I really don't know anything."

　　 The man tremblingly said, his voice weakened.

　　 Jenkins glanced at Miss Magic again, who nodded slightly, the aura of the fingers intensified.

Chapter 1410 Chapter 1387 Questions about Conch

　　 "It's okay, please listen to me."

　　 Jenkins eased his voice a bit, and tried to speak in a soothing tone:

"Everything is over. It is safe here, and we are also safe. Maybe this time to recall those things that were deliberately forgotten will relax the originally tense nerves. The best way to overcome fear is to face the fear and come on.. ...."

　　 His words unknowingly smelled of lies, and the rhetoric really worked. The sobbing man became calmer as if he was hypnotized, at least his speech became more coherent.

　　 "So, in that darkness, what did you promise?"

"Altar, there is an altar beneath Nolan in reality. The voice promised to help me get rid of the treacherous state, and I need to sacrifice one of my family members to the treacherous state through the altar after returning to the material world. ..... Yes, I did this, so I survived..."

　　His spirit is very unstable, even if there is Miss Magic's incantation and Jenkins' lie hints, he can hardly say anything at this point. But the most critical doubt has not been clarified yet. Jenkins had to directly use the power of lies given by the priesthood of lies:

　　 "If you don't tell the location of that altar, then maybe you will die next moment. Now tell me the altar is..."

　　 "In the underground pipe directly below the clock tower, it is not deep there, but the entrance is hard to find."

　　 After finding the clues for the next step, Jenkins and Miss Magic did not do anything to this man, and left him after lying on the bed. This person is not a good person, but judging from the psychological trauma he has suffered, he will probably live in fear and pain for the rest of his life, which is enough to compensate for what he has done.

　　Miss Magic doesn't want to enter the sewer. The smell there is very smelly, and sometimes disgusting mucus drips from the top of her head. But today's matter is urgent. She endured the displeasure in her heart and followed Jenkins through the sewer opening in the secluded alley. After several twists and turns, she found the place described by the man.

　　 That is indeed an altar, placed in a hidden door on the side wall of the pipe. Because the light in the sewer is very weak, it is difficult for ordinary people to find such a place if it is not known in advance.

The construction of the dark room should not be far away. Jenkins guessed that it was a few weeks ago, because judging from the traces and layout of the scene, it is very likely that this is the old man of the clock tower in the doomsday illusion, a part of it directly thrown out of the treacherous world. space.

　　 The dark room is small in size, and the circular stone altar occupies almost all of the space. The flat surface of the altar was covered with blood and broken bones. Combining with what I had just heard from the man, it was easy to understand what happened here.

　　 "How is it, what can you see?"

　　 Jenkins asked Miss Magic expectantly, and took a step back to give her a better vision.

"It's not a creation of our time. It is basically certain to be thrown from the doomsday illusion. I look at these runes... well, it will be unclear for a while. I need time. research."

　　 She said so, and then stepped out of the small dark room and looked at Jenkins:

"Mr. Candle, I think the event tonight can only be here. I will work out the function of this altar as soon as possible. Before that, you'd better not be active in Nolan City to prevent seeing the old man of the Bell Tower again. , He wondered why he didn't continue to arrange the ceremony."

　　 "Then how do I know if you have cracked the secret of the altar?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

"I plan to move to live with Mr. Yindi temporarily. Well, let's call her Miss Yindi. She said you know her identity. You come to the mountain villa once every morning and evening to confirm me. Is there any progress. But be aware that it is best to bypass Nolan City when you come, and we have to avoid the worst."

　　 This is quite easy. Jenkins directly gave Miss Magic a spiritual magnet after treatment. The projection ceremony was originally improved by Miss Magic, so she also understood what this meant.

　　 Before bidding farewell, Jenkins once again observed the details of the altar in all directions before returning to Luen. It was late at night. Jenkins took advantage of the darkness to draw the sketch of the altar in the room, and mentioned it to Alexia at breakfast the next day. I hope she can if she has time. Help to see if you can crack the function of this altar.

　　 "I will take a look, but you should not have too much confidence in me. After all, my strength is calculation, not archeology or ritual."

　　 She said patiently while spreading butter on the bread with a knife.

　　 "So I can only wait for the result of Miss Magic? Is there no better way? There are so many special numbered items in this world, there is always one that can answer questions, right?"

　　 At this point, he paused, then realized where he should go to find the answer.

　　 After breakfast, he helped Dolores deal with some unimportant documents, and immediately returned to Nolan with the cat. Miss Magic was found first, then Mr. Hood was contacted through Miss Magic, and Mr. White Cat was finally contacted from Mr. Hood.

　　 It was noon when the two met, and the sun could not penetrate the dense fog of the city. The meeting place is the misty Hess Bridge outside Nolan. This bridge is the only way to enter Nolan from the southwest, but standing on the bridge can barely see the water below. This is a meeting. Good location.

"[Magic Conch]? Oh, of course, I have a few left here, do you want to use it? Of course, no, no, I can’t ask for your money, Mr. Candle, last time you ran into the treacherous realm to save I, I don’t have anything I can do to thank you, I’m really sorry. You can use the conch, and in your hands, its value will become even greater. I know you are a good person."

　　 Mr. White Cat was very generous. After handing the conch to Jenkins, he walked to Mr. Hood waiting at the bridgehead. The two seemed to want to go for a drink.

　　Miss Magic, who was standing with Mr. Hood, nodded to Mr. White Cat, then walked up the bridge to Jenkins and watched him prepare to speak to the conch.

　　 "Are you really sure you want to use this conch? You should know how precious this is."

　　 Only Mr. Hood got this gift last time, because he was the only one who participated in Mr. White Cat’s failed operation.

　　 "Of course I know, but only when it is used can it exert its own value."

　　 Jenkins picked up the conch and put it to his mouth, and then began to speak in a slow and clear voice.

Chapter 1411 The first thousand three hundred and eighty-eight chapters of space beacon

　　 "How should the altar under the bell tower be destroyed by the Civic Square in Nolan City?"

All of them don’t directly ask [how to prevent the doomsday illusion from overlapping with reality in a way that I can do it without sequelae], that is because it is currently known that the doomsday illusion is directly connected with the eccentricity, but the power of the conch will be affected Influence, this has been proven by the church.

Although last fall, Conch directly told Jenkins that he had traveled to another world, but the question that time only involved a simple time and place, this time he wanted to destroy the illusion, so Jenkins could not confirm whether the conch was still effective, and could only ask Lower-level problems.

After 　　 asked, he quickly took the conch to his ear, and he immediately heard the sound of rolling waves and the call of seagulls flying across the sky. Then in the sound of the waves, a woman's voice became louder little by little, and she replied in the same clear and slow common language:

"The altar is an anchor point in space, and two spaces are drawn to overlap. The traction process itself is irreversible. Even if the material shell of the altar is destroyed, the anchor point cannot continue to function. However, the traction anchor point will be affected by space-like forces, making The direction of traction is shifted, so as long as it affects the anchor point, it can avoid the overlapping effect it is currently playing."

　　 Although Miss Magic is nearby, only Jenkins holding a conch can hear this. He relayed these words to Miss Magic, and the two realized that the coincidence of Doomsday and Nolan was not spontaneous at all, but the conspiracy of the old man in the tower.

"The space monster materials he asked you to collect also want to separate Nolan from the material world. I am afraid that he wants to control Nolan as if he is in control of the doomsday illusion. And because the two spaces are independent of the material world, Mortal people have nothing to do with this, even if someone knows the truth at the end, they can't stop it."

　　 Miss Magic concluded.

　　 "Control the real space independent of the material world? Isn't this the Lord... The old man on the clock tower is a bit too bold, right?"

　　 Jenkins thought in surprise, and then asked Miss Magic:

　　 "Do you have any space-based interference rituals that you can use right away? If so, we will start to arrange it now and solve this trouble tonight. If not, I will go and find someone to help."

"Don't be so anxious, Mr. Candle. It is extremely dangerous to use any space-related abilities and rituals in the material world, let alone interfere with the space beacon. Do you understand the danger? , This may attract those terrifying existences that move in the crevices of space, and those terrifying creatures can destroy the city without the end of the day coming to Nolan."

　　 Despite saying this, she is after all the person who is the most proficient in ritual and occultism among everyone Jenkins knows. After a short silence, she had an idea, but this idea required some sacrifices from Jenkins:

"This situation is no longer something the two of us can handle. Even if we find Mr. White Cat and Mr. Hood who have not yet gone far, I am afraid that there is not enough staff. I am confident that this city can think of this method. I am the only one, but if you want to implement it, you must rely on the power of the church."

　　 "Church? Which church do you mean?"

"It's okay. The key to the problem is that such a large-scale ceremony cannot be completed by three or four people in a few hours. This requires the participation and help of many gifters, so it can only be completed by the Orthodox Church. And our current problem is , The church must receive the information as soon as possible and believe it. Under normal circumstances, the church will never open large-scale spatial rituals easily."

　　 After speaking, she looked at Jenkins. Although the latter was a little guilty, she was still very confident in her words:

　　 "What do you see me doing? I am not a member of the church."

"Of course I know, but Mr. Candle, I remember you mentioned many times that you have a friend in the Church of the Sage, and that friend can detect many secrets. I think he should be in an important position? Now it's his turn. It works."

　　 She took Jenkins to the villa where she "lived" with Miss Yindi. After working in the study for an afternoon, she handed the paper full of words to Jenkins. It was an ancient ritual called [Fracture Space], which Miss Magic obtained from a stone slab from the 12th century.

The original function of 　　 ritual was to divide a continuous space somewhere, but as the space of the material world was strengthened a little bit more firmly, this ritual had no effect in the material world. But this is still her ability to find the most suitable space ritual. The most important thing is that even if the ritual fails, the possibility of causing trouble is extremely small.

　　 "It's up to you below, Mr. Candle, I will wait for your good news here."

　　 After a busy afternoon with all concentration, Miss Magic was a little weak when she spoke.

　　 "Are you okay?"

　　 Jenkins asked her worriedly.

　　 "What's wrong with me? Go and ask someone for help. You can't delay the doomsday illusion for a moment."

　　 This sentence makes a lot of sense, so even though it was almost dinner time, Jenkins still did not return to Ruen, but continued his activities in Nolan.

　　 It might be wrong to report this incident as Jenkins. He did not do so for all reasons. So I went directly to the home of Miss Audrey, my fortune-telling teacher, and told her about it.

　　 "Do you want me to report the strange apocalyptic world to the local church?"

　　 Miss Audrey asked, she happened to be back in the carriage when Jenkins came to her house, and the two of them walked into the house while talking.

　　 "Yes, I'm in Luen now, so it's best not to know too much about Nolan."