Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 The man said with a smile, raising his muzzle to aim at Jenkins.

　　 "I won't leave."

　　 Jenkins declared.

"In this era, it is rare to meet such a person. Young man, I don’t know if you are dazzled by the story of the knight, or if you simply don’t understand what a gifted person is. You really know what kind of power I have. ?"

　　 The man standing under the street lamp smiled and asked.

　　 "I have friends in the church, so I know something about extraordinary power."

　　 Jenkins replied, and then took the initiative to throw the gun in his left hand aside. The defender on the opposite side was very strong, and ordinary pistols were useless.

　　 Miss Windsor didn't know that Jenkins was a scribe, and Jenkins didn't want her to know. So next, either find an opportunity to get the battlefield out of the sight of women, or find a way to defeat the opponent with ordinary means, Jenkins already has a decision in his heart.

　　 "I admire people with courage. Since you take the initiative to drop the gun and choose the sword, then I can give you a chance to survive. If you can beat me, I can let you go and only take the woman."

　　 said, the man under the street lamp also dropped his pistol, holding only his golden cane. Jenkins noticed that there was a metal charm next to the gun that landed, [Silence Charm], which was used to prevent the few shots from attracting the attention of the police or others.

　　Miss Windsor behind her obviously wanted to stop Jenkins, but Jenkins had jumped out of the carriage quickly and entered the battlefield with a sword in one hand. The man under the street light shook the cane in his right hand vigorously, causing him to make a sharp piercing sound, and then left under the street light with a smile.

　　 The two watched each other, tentatively testing. Jenkins suddenly leaned forward without moving his feet, and drew back while the opponent threw his cane out. Taking advantage of the force of the cane to be too strong to retreat, he stabs forward with one hand with the sword.

　　蹡~

　　 The cane that hit the cane facing downwards changed direction in the air, and the tip of the sword actually pierced the cane.

　　 The stabbing made both of them pause for less than a second, and then the stranger's right wrist shook violently, and the force was transmitted from the stick to the sword, and the sword with Jenkins' right hand was slammed to the side.

　　 This successful rebound caused Jenkins's middle door to open wide. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the stranger once again threw his cane at Jenkins' head with one hand.

"good chance!"

　　 Jenkins secretly said in his heart that the opponent's current strength is not greater than that of him, and he was deliberately reversed by the opponent just now. [Reading] In a fast configuration, a short metal dagger silently appeared in the sleeve of his left hand.

　　 While the sword with his right hand was bounced upwards, Jenkins raised his left hand, the potential energy caused the dagger in the sleeve to fly out, and he happened to be held in his hand.

　　 There was another bang~, and the short dagger barely held up the cane that had been split diagonally down. Jenkins stood steadily on the spot, unable to even retreat, and his right hand, which had risen to mid-air, controlled the sword to slash down fiercely.

　　 This sword smashed the stranger's left shoulder firmly and ruthlessly. If it were an ordinary person, Jenkins would definitely split his bones directly with a full blow. But this also did not cause any wounds to the other party, and Jenkins's hands were numb because of the back shock.

　　 Through the small mouth where the clothes were cut by the sword blade, he saw that the skin under the scar was not flesh and blood, but brass-colored metal.

　　 "The Gear Craftsman's Club! It's another accomplice of the guy at the Antiquities Fair!"

　　 Jenkins finally understood who his opponent was, and decisively gave up the sword in his right hand and then backed away. Flashing sideways through the cane that pierced the air, stretched his right hand backward, the cat in the carriage jumped to the palm of his hand, and then used it as a springboard to jump along the arm to the shoulder.

　　 once again dodged another hack to the left side, [Reading] In the same way, he constructed a dagger in the sleeve of his right hand.

　　 When the cane slammed fiercely towards the front door, the two daggers were simultaneously raised to support the cane.

　　 "I thought you were just an embroidered pillow. I didn't expect to have some close fighting skills. It seems that Miss Windsor has a good vision. I know that aristocratic ladies from a big family don't just like men's skins."

　　 The man praised Jenkins, but Jenkins ignored him and kicked him back two steps with a kick.

　　咻~

　　 He threw the dagger with his right hand, then turned around and held Miss Windsor with his right hand:

　　 "Go!"

　　 While talking, he turned around and threw the dagger in his left hand. While the man dodged, the two of them ran into the alley just now.

　　 "He is not even afraid of bullets, why should he hide from my dagger?"

　　 Only moonlight can illuminate this narrow alley, and the young men and women who shuttle through it constantly walk between the darkness and the moonlight. Jenkins asked in a low voice, but Miss Windsor, who was being pulled by him, couldn't answer either. Jenkins had some guesses that the opponent's body transformation probably didn't take long, and he hadn't fully used his own excellent defenses.

　　 "Jenkins, let's go separately so that at least one person can escape."

　　 Miss Windsor suggested that she wanted to break free of Jenkins's hand and then turned and ran towards the direction she came, but she could never have the strength of Jenkins.

　　 "No, this is more dangerous."

　　 Although he is not in sight, the man is following behind them. Jenkins cannot guarantee that if he separates, he will chase him directly, or take Miss Windsor away before Jenkins puts on a black robe and returns.

He was more attentive. Seeing that there was another fork in the alley ahead, he speeded up his steps to a position farther forward than Miss Windsor, then suddenly turned and looked behind her, with a look of horror on his face. Looks like:

"what is that?"

　　Miss Windsor didn't have time to turn her head, she only saw the surprised expression on Jenkins's face. At this moment, the two of them faced each other, and the [Nightmare Haunted] evolved from [Dream Hun from the Body] played a role. Drowsiness came like a tide, Miss Windsor stepped forward and immediately fell into Jenkins' arms:

　　 "Oh, God, what is that?"

　　 Jenkins was still looking back, which was the last word Miss Windsor heard before going to bed.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat on the shoulder licked its paw, looking down on Jenkins' little tricks.

　　 The woman breathed evenly, and she had fallen into a deep dream. Because she is hypnotized by [Nightmare-ridden], she will inevitably dream of something terrifying. But this is better than being taken away by a bad guy. After all, the dream is false, but the man slowly walking out of the shadow behind him is real.

　　 Although the stranger has been following behind them, he was not caught in the short hypnotic moment. He frowned as he watched Jenkins move Miss Windsor to the wall and tilted his head against the wall, and saw Jenkins straight up and looking at him impatiently.

　　 "What's wrong with her?"

　　 After his companion disappeared on the train, the latest order he received was to take Jessica Windsor back alive. Just now that she was going to kill her was just a threat.

　　 "She fell asleep."

　　 Jenkins explained, stretched out his right hand and took out the Bone Sword from the air.

　　 Put the sword across his chest, press his left hand on the surface of the hilt, and slowly pull the sword to the right with his right hand. The sword body slid under the left palm, and the place it passed by was attached to the jumping orange fire.

　　 When the tip of the sword pulled away from under the left palm, the entire body of the sword was covered by flames. Jenkins carried his sword and danced twice in the air, leaving two faint fire marks in the air.

"you......"

The gifter of 　　 Craftsmen Association took a breath, his face became serious:

　　 "Giver, are you also the Giver?"

　　 "Is it a bit too stupid to ask this question now?"

　　 While speaking, he raised his sword and swept over at a distance of twenty feet (about 6m) from the person. The galloping sword light was dyed red by the flame, and the whole sword hit the stranger as if it had grown in vain.

Mere physical damage is difficult to destroy the alloys under his skin with the power of trickery treated by special rituals, but the flame attached to the sword light burned through the metal first, and then the curse of the undead followed the flesh and blood to destroy the residue The biological activity.

　　 Juli immediately destroyed the burnt metal and the black flesh and blood. When the sword was retracted, the man standing in front of Jenkins was divided into upper and lower sections irregularly.

　　 At the same time as the upper body fell and the lower body fell, the metal parts were scattered all over the floor. But he was not dead, and the remaining upper body swooped towards Jenkins, and was kicked away by Jenkins.

　　 "I never like to interrogate others."

　　 said, reaching out his hand, and the vines hanging from the sky pounced on the man's head like a snake. Even though the body has been transformed by geared machinery, the soul is still intact, so the vine **** profanity as usual, leaving Jenkins with an imaginary coin when he leaves.

　　 He bent over to pick up the coin, tossed it twice, and then received it in his pocket, then kicked the corpse with engine oil and black blood flowing outwards in disgust.

Chapter 1579 Chapter 1554

　　 There was a mess in the alley under the moonlight, and Biyue witnessed the unfair battle just now.

　　 looked at the messy alley and then at Miss Windsor who was still asleep behind him, Jenkins had an idea in his mind. Turn around and walk to Miss Windsor and sit down not far away, put the cat on the ground, and use [Real Phantom] to leave a shadow on the spot.

　　 Let the chocolate stay beside this shadow obediently, and put on a black robe to change his image, to clean up the "corpse" of the cultist.

　　 Not long after, a slight noise from behind represented that Miss Windsor was awake. Jenkins gathered the broken body with the broken gears, bearings, and nuts for easy packing, took away the hotel room key from the body, and then turned and said:

　　 "I know you are awake, don't pretend to sleep."

　　 Miss Windsor opened her eyes now, she touched her clothes and looked around vigilantly. The first thing I saw was a corpse with a head exposed from the shadow on the side wall of the alley. Then I saw Jenkins lying not far away, with Chocolate cleverly guarding him, and finally I saw a stranger standing in front of the shadow.

　　 "Jenkins, that man over there, what did you do to him?"

　　 "Fell asleep like you, I guess I will wake up in a few minutes."

　　 Jenkins said, then squatted down to check the traces of the corpse’s clothes and soles, rummaging through the change in his pocket, and finally stood up and pointed to the corpse:

　　 "I'll leave this to you. Remember to contact the church to take the body away. This is not something ordinary people should collect."

　　 "Did you save us?"

　　 "Save? No, no, this person and I have enemies, I just want to kill him. As for the two of you, I have nothing to do with me. I am not the kind of bad guy who likes to kill people casually."

　　 He chuckled and shook his head.

　　 "Anyway, you also saved us. Please allow me to express my gratitude."

　　Miss Windsor helped the wall to stand up, wanting to see what happened to Jenkins, but she didn't know if the stranger allowed her to walk around at will.

　　 "I don't know what you need, but if you run into trouble in the future, you can always come to me for help. I am the daughter of the Duke of Windsor..."

　　 "If you want to woo me, just forget it, I'm not interested in being a bodyguard for ordinary people."

　　 Jenkins waved his hand, then turned and walked to the other end of the alley. It was not until his figure disappeared that Miss Windsor dared to make a move, and Jenkins, who was lying on the ground, woke up just then. He clutched his forehead and groaned, then looked around vigilantly and saw Miss Windsor approaching here:

　　 "Oh, what's going on? That corpse...It's really great that you are fine, who saved us? I seemed to fall asleep just now. Are you injured? Are you okay?"

　　 He patted his head twice, trying to clear himself up. Then he looked at the scattered corpse with horrified eyes, which fits well with his current character setting of "knowing the extraordinary but not getting involved".

　　 "A strange person saved us."

　　 Miss Windsor said with lingering fear, her hands were shaking, after all, no matter how strong she is, she is only a girl in her twenties. Looking at Jenkins, he wanted him to say something self-conscious, but Jenkins obviously didn't think of it.

　　 "Tonight is really..."

　　 He said with one hand he pulled the cat that had just crawled into his pocket from his pocket, then took off his coat and put it on Miss Windsor's body, pretending to be curious, walked to the corpse and checked.

　　 "That strange person... has he gone?"

　　 Jenkins tentatively asked his whereabouts.

"gone."

　　Miss Windsor nodded slightly, lowered her head to look at the coat on her body:

　　 "He said let us give this corpse to the Orthodox Church and don't dispose of it at will."

　　 "Oh, yes, of course. And the bodies of your guards on the street..."

　　His voice lowered, feeling sad for the innocent victims:

　　 "Because of the church, I understand some mysterious worlds that ordinary people can't know, but I never thought that those people would be so cruel. Righteous gods will punish cultists, and evil will be punished severely."

　　 "Sorry to involve you in this matter."

　　 Miss Windsor walked behind Jenkins and said softly, and saw the corpses gathered together with him. At the fractured wound, the appearance of the mixture of machinery and flesh and blood really makes the scalp numb. Miss Windsor just glanced at it and felt that she was dizzy and wanted to vomit, subconsciously tilted to the side, almost leaning against Jenkins.

"Don't look at this thing. I have heard people say that only the same extraordinary or firm belief can make people look directly at the indescribable. Don't look at this place, breathe in and relax, and try to think about other happy things. , Forget the memory just now."

　　 He said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing this silent night. This whisper-like voice was surprisingly friendly, and Miss Windsor's thoughts drifted with his words, and her bloated mind gradually eased.

　　 "You really are very religious."

　　 She whispered, noticing the improper posture she was snuggling with Jenkins at the moment, so she stood up carefully:

"Jenkins, I still have to say, I'm sorry to involve you tonight. I will take care of this corpse. I will hand it over to the church. I won't say that you are there, after all. Just came out of Cold Spring Palace, this time is very sensitive."

　　 Miss Windsor said very thoughtfully, she was worried about Jenkins standing in such a sensitive position, there was no need to cause trouble at this time. This is what Jenkins is looking forward to. Ordinary people who don’t understand the situation will believe that Jenkins was stunned, but the church knew that Jenkins had been dealing with a demigod of real value a few days ago.

　　 does not necessarily doubt him. After all, Miss Windsor’s description makes it easy for people to connect with believers of lies, and those people’s magical powers are sometimes more troublesome than demigods. But Jenkins has never done anything that would make people suspicious, so it is a better choice to say that he is not present.

"Needless to say sorry. After all, this is unexpected. But, do you know who sent this person? This is very important. If you don't know the cause of the disaster, this kind of thing may happen again. "

　　 Jenkins wants to understand the purpose of this cultist.

　　 "I have many enemies, and my father and the Windsor family have many rivals. But don't worry, I also hired some...helpers, but I didn't let them follow tonight."

　　 That's because I'm going to meet Jenkins tonight. Miss Windsor doesn't want Jenkins to have a relationship with the extraordinary world.

　　 was asked about her enemies, she was a little uncertain:

　　 "I don't know who is such a big hand who hired a gifted person to deal with me, but Berdylan has only a few families who can have this kind of power, and I will investigate it as soon as possible."

Chapter 1580 The first thousand five hundred and fifty-five chapters of invitations and skeletons

　　 Hearing that Miss Windsor didn't know the cause of the hijacking tonight, Jenkins nodded and ended the topic.

　　 As for the safety of Miss Windsor, he is actually not worried at all. After all, the letters seized on the train at the Antiquities Fair have already stated that the Gear Craftsman Society only sent two gifters to Beldiran. Their main force is still in Nolan, and now is the critical period for the underground differential machine to break the seal, and the church has already figured out their purpose and hiding place, even if they know that the two sect members of Berdylan have failed. In a short period of time, it is difficult to dispatch suitable personnel to perform the task again.

　　 Of course, to find out in time their purpose of capturing Miss Windsor and destroy this evil sect is the way to never cause trouble. Jenkins will return to Nolan next week, and the city after a two-month absence will once again become his hunting ground.