Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins’s cold sweat slipped down his forehead.

　　 His eyes moved to the black metal block on the side table. Among the six faces, one face was the sacred emblem of the [Inherited Sage]. Except for this item, which cannot be stored in a pocket, most of the items, including criminal coins, are in the pockets or crevices of the clothes.

　　 Fortunately, in his capacity, no one would search his belongings. Moreover, he does not possess those dangerous tricks now.

　　 "Praise the sage."

　　 subconsciously prayed, and then carefully looked to the ceiling. Above is a colorful mural with strong religious colors, depicting allegorical stories handed down from the last era.

The dating between 　　 epochs has caused a lot of data to be lost, but at least most of the history of the 17th epoch can be reproduced vaguely. Gods live high outside the world, strange things lurking in the shadows to spy on, this world has never been peaceful.

　　 Righteous gods and false gods must each have their own methods of condensing their divinity. Needless to say, this can be imagined. Jenkins is a false god...As a false **** who is often offline, he has not found any means to condense his divinity.

　　 "Faith?"

　　 This is the most instinctive guess, but the gods and churches in this world do not have the kind of crazy preaching behavior in order to convert believers. So this guess is to be determined.

　　 "The priesthood?"

　　 The priesthood does not claim to have it, it really does. Believers of different gods have corresponding different magic arts, which is the embodiment of the priesthood. And Jenkins obviously didn't have such a high-end thing. He thought of the rune that flew out after the demon's arm broke last night, but he didn't have any specific feeling at the time.

　　 The divinity is at hand, after absorbing it, you will surely gain some knowledge about God. But this kind of thing can't just be wasted. Jenkins is still reluctant to absorb it for the sake of knowledge.

　　 His current state of the gods is not complete, and he has never heard of a great existence, because he fell into a mortal without his divine nature. Therefore, he is now an incomplete pseudo-god. This can be seen from only one more day in four years. This is the world, feedback to the appearance of the gods.

　　 It's already evening, and Dad talked with Jenkins for a while, and then went back. But Jenkins will not be alone. He will live in the church tonight. If the body is still healthy, he can leave the next day. In the rest of the day, people kept coming to visit him, some were fellow gifters of the church, and some were gifters above the captain level from other Orthodox churches.

　　Because the stranger code-named Twin Devil could not find the biggest hero, Jenkins was the biggest hero in the report of this incident. People need to know the whole story from Jenkins, so the visit is actually for official business.

　　 But when it comes to the biggest hero, no matter what criteria you find, Jenkins will definitely be found in the end.

　　PS: I don’t want water. These are all things that must be explained. I also want to continue the plot, but some things are not clear, the plot is not coherent.

Chapter 204 Chapter Two Hundred "Devil's Document"

　　 There are many more things, for example, the incident last night was also written as a report and turned in. And when the phantom of the arm appeared, the gifters present more or less got some terrifying knowledge from the weird whispers that sounded in their ears.

　　 This knowledge must be copied and stored in the church.

　　 On the one hand, it is to find things related to the devil and the Asyash family from these terrible knowledge; on the other hand, it can be spread into the future to prepare for the reappearance of the devil.

　　 The fragmented knowledge acquired by Jenkins is mostly incomplete and has no specific meaning. He searched his head for a long time with a pen, and finally found a complete blasphemy ritual: the body of an immortal maggot.

　　 The process of this ritual is disgusting, and it is related to some kind of yellow excrement and living maggots. In addition, there are many **** sacrifices of creatures involved. The result is that the organizer of the ceremony will gain the immortality of a demon called "maggot demon" in a short period of time.

　　 is only for a short time, not forever. Therefore, this can only be regarded as a special ceremony, not a learning of ability.

　　 After writing these words enduring nausea, Jenkins stroked his stomach. Then he put on his shoes and walked out of the room with chocolate.

　　 Although the church at night is not open to the public, the work in the church will not be interrupted. Greeting the priests and nuns passing by, Jenkins came all the way to the Theological Research Hall. For ordinary believers, this is a solemn place for priests to study theology. For the gifters, this is the department of the church that controls the occult knowledge.

　　 The Theological Research Hall occupies one floor in total, and knocked on the wooden door closest to the hall, and the sound of permission came from the door.

　　 Entering the door, the gas lamp on the wall has been lit, and the dim flame illuminates the windowless room. In addition to Mr. Biel Rodney, Director of the Research Office, Mr. Coppola Bellini, Director of the Office of Special Items Management, was also there.

　　 The two gentlemen were obviously talking about something just now, and Jenkins stopped talking after coming in.

　　 "Mr. Rodney, the lamp on the wall should be changed. This level of light is harmful to the eyes."

　　 He waved the paper in his hand to indicate what he was here for, and reminded him.

　　 "Mr. William, why did you come here by yourself? Go back and rest. Your health is much more important than these reports." He said while receiving the report and ritual materials. After a glance, a distorted expression immediately appeared on his face.

　　 Obviously, he also saw the disgusting ritual process.

　　 "This is... I was planning to go home for dinner, forget it, work overtime."

　　 He put the report aside, and the paper recording the ceremony was received in the drawer.

　　 The corner of Jenkins's eyes twitched/twitched, and the entire desk showed extremely dim golden aura. He leaned close enough that he could even see a phantom image of the holy emblem printed on the desktop. Needless to say, I also know that this table must be set up with extremely complicated ritual magic in order to keep it secret.

　　Mr. Bellini kept looking aside during the work handover between the two, pretending to be interested in the dying potted plant. This is to avoid suspicion, he does not belong to this department, so he cannot know the secrets here.

　　 "Mr. Bellini is there too?"

　　 Jenkins greeted politely, and after getting a response, he thought about Miss Miller again:

　　 "If it is convenient, I would like to ask, A-11-2-3301, is there any recent news about the malicious coachman. Has he left Nolan City?"

　　 "Don't worry, this is not a secret."

Mr. Bellini leaned on the sofa and shook his head slightly. After thinking for a few seconds, he replied: "I remember you also encountered it... Yes, the latest sighting happened last week. Friday. The sighting site was at the fork in front of the Ponton Winery outside the city, and another road led to the Obelis Manor. [Starry Sky and Balance] An astrologer from the church was ordered to retrieve an ancient astrological log. , I saw it at the intersection."

　　 "I haven't read the information of A-11-2-3301 carefully. How long does it usually stay?

　　 Jenkins asked again, he was very curious about what Miss Miller was looking for, or where he was going.

"This is not necessarily the case. But fortunately, as long as you don't take the initiative to take the car, there will be no danger. The city hall has issued a warning to the residents of the city, heh, recently a murderer disguised as a coachman appeared in the city. He. The characteristic is that they often appear at intersections, and half of their face has been severely burned, which is enough."

　　 Jenkins nodded, this arrangement is indeed very appropriate. Unlike the little girl who sells flowers, the trick this time is obviously less dangerous.

　　 He shivered, took the chocolate in his arms, and decided not to think about it anymore.

　　 "Speaking of which, what I'm dealing with right now happens to be related to Mr. Williams."

　　 Mr. Bellini's words were not over yet, he pointed to the black book on the table. The book has no name. The corners are all rolled up, revealing yellowed pages, and there are some small holes on the edges, probably traces of moth-eaten. But this is just an ordinary item.

　　 "This is an old book recovered from the Manor of Augustus."

Mr. Rodney also introduced: "Just a few days ago, Father Oliver went to Augustus Manor to buy antiques. Mr. Viscount said that he found some old books in the old library that he hadn't opened for a long time. I checked and found that some books talked about dangerous knowledge, so I bought them all. This is just one of them. I originally planned to check it again in a few days. Oh, goddess, the gear germ thing has hurt our brains. But last night someone mentioned the legend of the Asyash family. It just so happened that some of the books in this batch talked about those old families, we looked through it again."

　　 He shook his head, grabbed his big nose, which was densely covered with black spots, and frowned:

"This book is probably the manuscript of "Devil's Manuscript". "Devil's Manuscript" A-03-1-6660 is a dangerous trick, and its characteristics have nothing to do with us for the time being. It exists in the form of a book. , There is no knowledge on it, but it records many distorted fables and ancient and weird stories that have been passed down in ancient times. Its owners have tried to translate and copy those words, so there is again in the world Many versions of the "Devil's Document" manuscripts."

　　PS: The next chapter ends this volume

Section 205 Chapter 201 Demon Story (Part 2) (End of this volume)

　　 Because of the importance of this office, it is located in the very center of the building, so there are no windows. The dim flame of kerosene lamp illuminates the room and also illuminates Jenkins's puzzled face.

　　 Mr. Rodney sighed: "This version of the book records several stories that have never been seen before, and in these few stories, it happens to record the ‘twin demons’. Destiny or coincidence?"

　　 He smiled bitterly, looked at Jenkins, and Jenkins also showed a confused expression in cooperation.

　　 "Can you tell me these things?"

　　 Jenkins asked, touching the chocolate, who squinted at the old book on the table.

　　 "No problem, your level of confidentiality is sufficient, and this matter is related to you throughout the whole process, and you are not considered a person outside the incident."

Mr. Bellini took the words: "The origin of these books on the Augustus Manor is easily found. This is about fifty years ago, the generation of Augustus Viscount, that is, the current one. Grandpa, I bought it from a second-hand bookstore, and the invoice is still here. Since the Augustus family has no problem, the bookstore that has already closed down is now the target of tracing, but it has been so long, I think , I probably couldn’t find the specific origin of this transcript."

　　 Seeing that the two gentlemen had no objection, Jenkins took the book in his hand and looked through it. The cover feels terrible, like holding a peeled corn cob in your hand. Here is the current general text, written in dark red ink...or blood, the paper is smooth to the touch, like specially treated parchment paper, or other leather.

　　 This book is probably a transcript translated from a certain version, and then the transcript of that version is probably not the original literal translation. So after translating and copying so many times, even if you read the descriptions carefully, as long as the time is not long, you will not feel mentally uncomfortable.

　　 In addition to text, strange symbols are occasionally marked on the pages of paper. I don't know if this is something that was originally included in the "Devil's Document" or was a mark drawn by the copyist himself.

　　 After reading the previous stories, Jenkins couldn't help but press his temple. It doesn't have any extraordinary power, but relying only on the story itself, those evil, disgusting, and narratives that are contrary to normal thinking can make people feel serious discomfort.

　　 "Mr. Williams, p. 44."

　　Mr. Bellini kindly reminded, Jenkins counted the pages and turned back carefully, and he found the short article:

　　【The twin demon killed his elder brother, through an abnormal relationship and...(unclear, unrecognizable)...Finally, he succeeded in inheriting the power from it. Then, under the guidance of the great third lord, he returned to the magma hell...(unclear, unrecognizable)...but the devil of fate did not die, all this was its plan . He hides in the twins’ souls, waiting...(unrecognizable)...The master is in a high position, tasting the painful soul residue, smiling and watching this funny scene... .. (unrecognizable)...ancient legend...inherit...pain...jealous...attempt to escape... At the end of the 18th epoch, there was a vacant place of savior...The twin demon grew up in hell, and the lurking brother was ready to harvest the two pigs he had cultivated by himself. This is much faster than growing up alone... (large blur)... Following the ancient ritual, the soul mark of the twin demons has almost been formed, as long as you return to the material world, you will personally... ...Asiyash is also spying on the position of the savior, trying to use the (unclear) demon arm that has signed a contract with him to fight for this position. The performances of the twin demon, the demon of destiny, and the mortal Asyash deeply pleased the great third lord-the king of sin. Regardless of the final result, this great existence has already had enough fun. 】

　　The story ends here, because the incompleteness is too serious, and the sense of logic is very poor.

　　 "If we use mortal thinking to make a bold guess."

Seeing Jenkins finished reading, Mr. Bellini pointed to his head: "This probably describes the two high-ranking demons destroyed by unknown saints. I personally think so. They are because they are related to this era. Fables, or legends, came to our world, and the descendants of the Asyash family who summoned them also knew and believed in this fable. After that, after various accidents, all the contenders failed. The only one who benefited, Probably it is the New God and his followers, who have reason to believe that they also know the fable."

　　 "No, neither I nor I know."

　　 Jenkins was sure of this in his heart, and he then asked:

　　 "Savior? Sir, is there really a savior?"

　　 "I am not an expert in this area."

Mr. Bellini shrugged and picked up the tea cup on the side to play with him, "Maybe the [Fate and Lawful] church friends will know something, I remember Miss Audrey seems to be still staying in the city, maybe we can ask her . But there probably won’t be any clues. The truth of the story itself is enough to make people doubt, and the key points are always vague, as if they were deliberate."

　　 While talking, he bent down and pointed at the position of words such as "Third Lord" and "King of Sin".

　　 Jenkins raised his eyebrows, and concealed his surprise with the action of fiddling with the buttons:

　　 "Can't they see it?"

　　 Just like the previous versions of the devil story, the authenticity of this story is also questionable. But this epic long story spanning several epochs and even involving dominance has really come to an end.

　　The reason for the end is not the heroic ending of the imagined great adventurer, but just the unlucky traveler, who is regarded as an ordinary person because of his disguise.

　　 This may be fate.

Bellini is still talking: "Our guess is that, but we still need to face it. Sometimes, the difference between demons and people is not that big. Just look at the person from the Asyash family. There are many scammers who have lost their lives. How should this kind of thing be described..."

　　 He exhaled and loosened the collar of his shirt. The room was indeed too hot.

　　 "The **** is empty, the devil is in the world."

　　 Jenkins took a sentence, and then realized that the first half sentence was inappropriate.

　　 Mr. Rodney closed the book and glanced at Jenkins strangely: "Mr. Williams, the devil is indeed in the world, but **** is probably not peaceful either."

#206-Chapter 206

　　 The reason why Mr. Bellini appeared in the Theological Research Office was not because he was too idle to chat. This manuscript of the "Devil's Document" needs to be forwarded to the Special Items Processing Office for stricter inspection.

　　 Jenkins chatted with the two gentlemen for a while and then hugged the cat and got up to say goodbye. Although he wanted to go home, no one would stop him, but Mr. Bishop would be unhappy.

　　 Dinner was eaten with Bishop Parode, priests and nuns living in the church. Compared with eating dinner at home, a complicated set of prayer rituals are required in the church before eating.

　　 This is a large auditorium with oil paintings of the bishops of the diocese hanging on both sides. On the ceiling are religiously colored murals. Jenkins believes that this describes the story of the saint Dubaisis.

　　 In the center of the room is a long table covered with a white tablecloth. The old bishop and several important priests in the church are sitting at the forefront. The others have no seat requirements. Silver utensils are placed on the table with soup and vegetables. Although there is a gas lamp on the wall, there is still a gold candlestick in the center of the table. The fire illuminates Jenkins. He sits in the middle of the long table with chocolate in his hands, and talks in a low voice with several nuns who take the initiative to sit next to him. They like this little cat very much.

　　 Speaking of it, chocolate has been adopted for some time, and Jenkins has never treated it badly when it comes to eating, and meets its reasonable eating requirements while ensuring the cat's health. For the sake of chocolate's health, he even looked up some materials in the library and consulted the Goodman couple next door. They also raised a cat, but he was already very old.

　　 But even so, the size of the chocolate has not changed, as if it has been fixed at this age forever. Jenkins suspected that this was because of the [Animal Spiritual Revelation] potion, so he sent a letter specifically to Mr. Jack in Shire.

He still contained three pieces of the leaves of A-01-2-2221, the unfortunate tree of wishing, that he had found in the envelope, and specifically noted that it was obtained "by accident" by himself, and he felt that there was a strong content in it. His vitality was given to him as a gift for the reading festival.

　　 I haven't received the reply yet, but it should be just a few days in the future.

　　 The nuns are very passionate about chocolate. They kept asking Jenkins and the chocolate at home for details while keeping their voices low and not disturbing other people's meals.

Bishop Parode sat at the front of the long table, under the holy emblem of the goddess, looked at Jenkins surrounded by nuns with satisfaction, prayed briefly, and then smiled to the young priest who was sharing soup with a wooden spoon next to him. Nodded, the latter showed an expression of unknown origin.

　　 "Chocolate is really the most attractive cat."

　　 Jenkins was talking to the nuns while watching his cat dine on the table. I don't know who ordered it, but there is food specially prepared for cats on the table.

　　 "Chocolate, are you heavy?"

He pressed the fish head on his back to the bottom of the soup, then held the knife in his right hand and the fork in his left hand. He lightly held the end with his index finger on the handle, carefully cutting the large piece of meat on the plate, and then he followed himself. 'S cat joked: "Did you steal something?"

　　 The cat licking milk with his back to Jenkins froze suddenly. It turned around and rubbed to Jenkins' right hand with small steps. He lowered his head, rubbed his hand with his furry head, and made a low meow.

　　 "You won't really steal something, do you?"

　　 Jenkins asked suspiciously, put down the knife in his hand, and wiped his mouth with the folded tablecloth. Chocolate stood on the table and looked up at him. Because of the angle, his eyes looked watery.

　　 "You wouldn't really be in the church and bit someone else's book, would you?"

　　 He was joking, but now he really suspects that chocolate has done something bad.

　　 The cat suddenly stopped its original movement, glanced at him, and turned around to continue eating. I don't know if it is an illusion, Jenkins always feels that the cat's amber vertical pupils have a sense of disgust.

　　 After dinner, Jenkins followed the priests, sat around the tidy table for a short theological discussion, and then helped organize the library before returning to rest.

　　 Originally, Bishop Parrod had to say something to Jenkins, but someone sent a letter, and a new baby was born in the house of an earl who believed in sages in the city. The bishop and a few clergymen who accompanied him went to bless him. Jenkins did not join in the excitement, and it was not his turn to go, so he went back to rest.

　　 The books he wants to read are available in the church. Just light the candlestick beside the bed, and read the "Book of Luo Jie Er" in your hand word by word with the light of the candle. This is a banned book that is not open to ordinary believers. It contains some stories about alien lives that have been passed down from the 14th era. Because of the devil incident, Dad has advanced Jenkins's time to learn alien knowledge. The books he recently read are mostly related to this.

　　 The red and blue moonlight shines through the window into the room. Except for Jenkins on the bed, another life in the room is squatting on the independent balcony that extends out of the room, raising his head and staring at the moon blankly.