Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　Different animals have different effects of taking this medicine. Some of them can even obtain magical or weird abilities. Jenkins held the cat in one hand and a long spoon in the other, and fed it spoonfuls of amber liquid.

　　 Chocolate is very cooperative, and even said that some actively stick out his tongue to lick.

　　 "It seems to have no effect?"

　　 Jenkins said while opening the real eye, still without the color of spirit.

　　 "You just drank it, you have to wait until it is completely absorbed? The change is slow, and your cat is still young, the process will be slower."

　　 The old man said angrily and funny.

　　Old Jack asked Jenkins to wait a while, and he went to get some breakfast. Jenkins stretched his head to look at Chocolate, and Chocolate stared back at him with amber eyes, the beard on his little face trembling.

　　 "Chocolate, learn how to bark!"

　　 he ordered.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat responded immediately.

　　 Jenkins laughed.

　　 When he entered the door just now, he observed the owner of this shop, and never thought that Old Jack was actually a Level 7 bestower.

　　 This means that the distance between the old man and the so-called mortal peak demigod is only one step away. Why does the old man know this kind of person?

　　 Speaking of abilities, Jenkins is now at level 1, plus the bubble obtained in the first deception, he can have a total of 9 abilities. But after Mr. Barnard's deathbed "gift" and black sacred power, he has seven points of light.

　　 Excluding the [Astral Perception] who is preparing to learn, he can only learn 1 ability now. Miss Hesha, or Miss Bailing's chain ability, seems to have to wait until the second level to learn.

　　Since the ability light spot is called, I subconsciously point it on the purple one, and a faint purple line extends to the distance.

　　 "Huh? What key information did I collect?"

Section 127 Chapter 123 The Closed Church

　　 grabbed the suitcase on the side, buttoned the black hat, held the cane with his arm, and then hugged the chocolate.

　　 "Sir, my steam valve is not off, I want to go back."

　　 Jenkins ran out quickly, while old Jack held the plate in surprise and poked his head out:

　　 "Didn't you say that Oliver is okay? The young people now are really. Huh? How could I not have this kind of luck to meet such a good apprentice?"

　　 drove back to the station in a carriage, then bought a ticket back to Nolan City, and finally returned to his hometown after a long absence in the evening.

　　 Nolan is still the same, but the air today is exceptionally poor. The city was unexpectedly quiet in the evening, but noise seemed to be coming from the factory district in the east.

　　 Jenkins got on the carriage and asked the coachman to drive around the city as he ordered.

　　 The horseshoe hit the stone road, the coachman hung out the kerosene lamp, and the carriage broke through the long-lasting fog and crossed the street.

"stop!"

　　 Jenkins said loudly, took a banknote and handed it over, then jumped down with his luggage.

　　 Walked a few steps forward, stepped up the steps made of white stone bricks, and the sage of the sage was carved on the door in front of him.

　　 "The church?"

　　 Jenkins said in surprise in his heart.

　　 On weekdays, at this time [Knowledge and Books] the church will never be closed, but at this time the golden gate that has just been restored is closed.

"anyone there?"

　　 he shouted loudly, trying to push the door, but couldn't push it at all.

　　 went around to the commonly used back door again, still closed tightly, but the line of fate did indeed point inside.

　　 The sound of footsteps came from the other side of the alley, and behind the smoke was a tall man.

　　 dropped the chocolate and the suitcase, holding a cane in one hand and a pistol in the other, only to find that Jerry Schleich, the middle-aged man with a scumbag face in Captain Bincy's team, was approaching.

　　 At this time, half of his face is covered with blood, and his right arm hangs down unnaturally.

　　 blinked, and in another field of vision, the light spots on his body were indeed those of the last time, he was himself.

　　 "Sir, what's the matter with you?"

　　 Jenkins immediately leaned over, and then pressed his scalp to activate his ability, and there was a hideous wound under the blood.

　　 "Williamt?"

　　 the man asked in a daze.

　　 "It's me! What's wrong here?"

　　 "Be careful behind!"

　　 Jenkins waved back with a palm, and his white misty right hand collided with a charred paw with a black flame.

　　 The black flame and the white mist extinguished each other, and Mr. Schleich was surprised.

　　 "In addition to divine art that restrains demon flames, ordinary frost-type abilities can also be used!"

　　 A faint smell of sulfur came from the opposite side, and at the same time, a faint murmur sounded. This is a rare murmur that can be heard completely, and what it tells is all blasphemous stories and terrible ritual knowledge.

　　 Maybe the story the professor told was the account of a cultist who heard these murmurs.

　　 Putting down Schleich, he broke into the smoke again alone, holding a gun in his left hand and shot it out, and then waving the cane in his right hand behind him, and the metal crash sounded immediately.

　　 seemed to feel it, his body turned to the right to avoid a flying black flame, and Jenkins fired another shot in that direction.

　　 The hem of the black windbreaker flew as the body turned, and it rubbed against a hidden creature and immediately burned.

　　锵~

　　 The cane hit something again, Jenkins deliberately sold a flaw and fired in the opposite direction, and immediately heard the whistling wind behind him.

　　 was holding a gun in his left hand and a staff in his right, so naturally he couldn't hit with his fists.

　　 "Profane production!"

　　 The target was behind him, instead of observing the result, he quickly stepped back, and continuously stimulated the pistol to aim at the direction where the low scream came from.

　　 A few minutes later, the screams stopped. Jenkins waved his cane and walked forward, only to see a spot of black dust. He kicked the dust away with his foot. On the ground was a transparent phantom coin and a small cluster of burning black flames.

　　 "Isn't it enough for a coin? No, this ability has no killing effect?"

　　 He thought puzzledly, twisted the coin and put it back in his pocket, then immediately turned the muzzle to point behind him.

　　 Turns out to be Jerry Schleich.

　　 "Solved so soon?"

　　 he asked incredulously.

　　 "That was the devil just now?"

　　 "No, where is such a weak demon? This is a demon."

　　 He took Jenkins by the arm and said quickly: "Don't ask so much, come with me."

　　 said, took out an old pocket watch from his pocket, opened the cover, and flicked it counterclockwise twice. The collision of gears sounded, clicking, and two seconds later, the pocket watch broke into a pile of springs, metal pieces and gears in the palm of the man.

　　 He picked out an odd-shaped metal shaft from it, then touched the wall on the side and inserted the metal shaft in.

　　 There was a loud noise, and a gap was opened in the wall.

　　 "In special circumstances, the church is closed and only those who have the key can enter."

　　 The two of them stepped through the gap and walked in. After licking the chocolate, the flames on the ground immediately followed, and the gap swelled behind them.

　　 There is no one in the church, but you can see some hidden piles of light spots in the room.

　　 "Remember."

　　 The man panted and said, "I came back to fetch my things, but I was ambushed halfway, and now it is inconvenient to move. You will take A-10-1-0021 to the outskirts of Heisend Manor in a moment. Move quickly.

　　 The two people headed in the direction of the Underground Vientiane Gate, and this happened to be the direction of the purple light that was still guiding the direction.

　　 Walked down the steps and turned through the empty hall. The secret guard Smith was lying on the ground, and the bronze door of Vientiane had been half opened. This angle should lead to between the seals.

　　 The man in the black robe limped out head on, holding a very familiar mirror in his hand.

　　 "Sage, someone dared to break in here!"

　　 The bearded man who was supported by Jenkins exclaimed in surprise, took a few breaths, stretched out his hand to say something, but fainted without breathing.

　　 The black-robed man chuckled twice, ignoring the frowning Jenkins, holding the mirror and leaving.

"and many more."

　　 Jenkins stopped, because the purple line pointed at him.

　　 The man in the black robe didn't speak, and turned the angle of the mirror in his hand to look at Jenkins.

　　 The mirror surface that seemed to be covered in dust immediately became clear, a pale hand stretched out, and the weird figure wrapped in white bandage crawled out of the mirror, fell to the ground, and fell to pieces.

　　 "Damn it, cough cough, why is there so little sin?"

　　 The black-robed man complained slowly, but did not panic. You can tell from the sound that he should have been seriously injured now.

　　 "Get out of the way immediately, I will spare your life!"

Chapter 128 The Future of One Hundred and Twenty Four

"You are hurt?"

　　 Jenkins laughed, and the pistol was replaced on the road. It was a shot when he raised his hand, but it was not good enough to hit the mirror.

　　 "Even if I am injured, it is not something you can stop."

　　 The black robe agitated, black blood flowed from under the black robe man's feet, and the sound of broken bones was endless. It was as if someone was singing something softly in the distance. After a while, the man in black turned into the secret guard Smith in the painful howling, and he looked very healthy.

　　 "This is a disguise? Transfiguration? I know now, how did you break in?"

　　 "Do you regret it? It's useless!"

　　 The short old man didn't use any abilities, instead he punched him physically, and Jenkins immediately responded. With a click, the bones of his arm shattered, but the old man's hand was still stuck to Jenkins' fist, and no one could pull it away.

"what have you done?"

　　 He asked in a panic, trying to pull his fist back, but his hand couldn't get rid of the suction.

"I also want to know."

　　 Jenkins said, pulling the trigger of his left pistol continuously.

　　The black robe automatically emerged from the soaking of the spirit, and was draped over his body in the most primitive black robe image.

　　The image of the old man who fisted in fists became illusory, and once again returned to the image of a black-robed man. Jenkins and the stranger felt the appearance of suction at the same time. A few seconds later, the outcome was determined. Jenkins was still wearing a robe, and the bald man in underwear fell to the ground.

　　 An abnormal red scar appeared on the left half of his body, and the skin on the surface of the heart was branded as a prisoner's mark.

　　 A few more bangs, the man twitched a few times and completely stopped moving, Jenkins kicked it away and took back the black robe.

　　 "What happened just now? Is this what Miss Hesha said, the phagocytic nature of special creations?"

　　 he questioned, but the only thing that can move is chocolate.

　　 squatted beside the man's corpse, opened the fresh wound on the upper right arm with his hand, and then took out a roll of rolled parchment from the wound. The purple thread finally disappeared.

　　 "This is not A-10-1-0230, right?"

　　 Jenkins hesitated, then unrolled the scroll:

　　 [I’m Jenkins Redamput Williams, and it’s 1899 in the general calendar, and 797 in the Kingdom’s [Golden Liyuan] calendar. Please believe that I am the future you!

　　 This world is destined to be destroyed in the future. In the next 34 years, various crazy events have happened continuously. I have experienced too many things. Although I survived, the people around me died one by one and must be changed! Must change! Must change! This letter is the last chance.

　　 I should have just returned from Shire. One day after leaving Nolan, my father informed the church of the suspected demon's reappearance, and the church immediately arrested the baron who performed the ceremony secretly. But this action was discovered by the real demon behind him. He controlled the nobles who had signed a contract with him to gain knowledge, sent them to the major strongholds of the Orthodox Church in the city, and then forcibly transformed the demon.

　　 Don't worry about the black robe man just now, he is a believer in the evil **** [Thousand Changed Great Demon]. The saints who descended in New Truman City took a serious blow to the conspiracy that took place there. The cultists hope to obtain this mirror to prevent the arrival of the new saints. But this matter has nothing to do with me at the moment. I didn't provoke him just now and let him leave. This is the right way to do it!

　　 Now, at this moment, this is the first act of a series of tragedies. My first friend will leave forever, so I must save Brian Michal! She is now in Heisend Manor outside the city, and now she wakes up Jerry Schleich and the secret guard Smith, apply for the use of A-10-1-0021, and then...

"fake."