Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Meow~"

　　 It called out.

　　 "Hi!"

　　 hiccups, the whole cat has an embarrassed expression, thinking about it because the stolen food has not been completely digested.

　　 turned his head to look at the owner who was reading on the bed, and saw that he hadn't noticed here, the chocolate opened his tender mouth, and a small bright bead was spit out by it. It floated in the air and gleamed, and the chocolate stretched out the cat's paw to fiddle carefully, and swallowed it back before being discovered by the power of the sage in the church.

　　 used his right paw to pretend to dance towards the blue and red moon in the sky, then ran back indoors lightly, jumped on the table, and then jumped next to Jenkins.

　　 [Gem Gathering] The small pot Jenkins can't be taken with him, but considering that this thing may go wrong at any time, he asked someone to pick it up from his home in the evening. It really heated up once in the night, which meant that Mr. Constantine had called the party again, but Jenkins had just experienced the end of the demon event, and was not in the mood to participate, so he put it aside and ignored it.

　　 Before going to bed, the man in a white robe sent Jenkins some tranquilizers and cooperated with the doctor to check his physical condition. Everything was fine, the doctor ordered Jenkins to rest early, and he also planned to rest.

Chapter 207 Chapter 203 Stars, Starry Sky and Star Tide

　　 Before going to bed, it is customary to activate [Unknown Road Ahead] and try it. I thought that the devil's event was over, and there was nothing important for the time being, but I didn't expect that with the flow of the spirit, a purple line appeared straight in front of my eyes.

"what?"

　　 Jenkins frowned, the chocolate that was lying on his stomach also opened his eyes, and then quickly closed. Squinting his eyes, Jenkins quietly saw that he was not paying attention, so he wagged his tail and stood up awkwardly, pretending to be awake.

　　 The line of fate does not point to the outside, but to the hanger in the corner of the room. Jenkins was stunned for a while, opened the quilt, and walked over there in his pajamas stepping on slippers.

　　 Every room in the church has steam pipes and heating pipes, so this dress will not feel cold in the autumn night.

　　 took out his pocket, the purple destiny pointed to [Xinghai Badge]. This special item Jenkins obtained from the old antique shop. Its original owner died on A-10-2-9116. The landlord sold it and was acquired by Jenkins.

"What does it mean?"

　　 He didn't understand what a node of fate this time, he saw the line in front of him changed direction and pointed to the window again. Stepping on his slippers, he cautiously pushed open the balcony door and walked out, only to see that the line went straight into the night sky.

　　 The weather tonight is good. There are not a few clouds in the night sky. In this era without optical pollution, the bright starry sky can be seen even in the city. Before the start of winter heating, this is one of the few days where the stars can be seen through the smoke.

　　 moved the potted plant and raised his head. As soon as he reached the starry sky, the guidance of fate disappeared.

　　 Jenkins was stunned for a moment, took note of where the guide disappeared, and then walked back to the room.

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 He scratched his hair, not trying to understand what this guide meant. So far, the [Position Ahead] has played a role three times. For the first time, he guided Jenkins to find the letter he received from his father, and thus learned that the art school student Blake Wilt had huge doubts. As a result of this incident, Jenkins relieved the danger of the church and made contact for the first time. To the divine; the second time, Jenkins was guided to find Mr. Barnard’s house, and he learned about the evil spirits in the hospital from the weeping Mrs. Barnard. This incident led to Jenkins becoming a god; the third time, Jenkins was guided to find A-10-1-0230, [Parchment from the Future]. From there, I learned what happened in Nolan City. This incident gave him a weird ability [Twin Devil].

　　 But in the first three times, the goals of the guidelines were very clear, and I could almost understand it when I saw it.

　　 "Star sea badge and starry sky."

　　 He frowned and took a sip from the water glass. The water was very sweet, probably someone specially added honey.

　　 "It's all related to the starry sky, and my recent association with the starry sky is only the ability of [Astral Perception]."

　　 He reasoned carefully and poured the spirit into the badge in his hand. A ball of silver light emerged from the badge itself, and the ball of light split rapidly, spinning like a fairy, covering the entire room. After everything stabilized, the silver glitter filled the room, undulating like a tide, and as charming as the stars.

　　 Then stimulate the ability [Astral Perception], in the brilliance of the stars, there is a layer of images from the astral superimposed.

　　 But nothing strange happened. The star sea of ​​the badge acts on the real world, and the star sea of ​​the star realm exists in parallel space. Although Jenkins can watch it, they will not interact with each other.

　　 "If it weren't for this, then the method of increasing spirit through stargazing taught by the old man is also possible. However, I have not collected the materials for the ritual to increase perception in a short time."

　　 He nodded, lifted the red cloth covering the mirror on the wall, and looked at the silver copper-rimmed mirror inlaid with hooks while maintaining the ability and the items to be activated at the same time. The glass craftsmanship is not mature enough to be like modern ones, and the image in the mirror is a little dim under the light of the candle.

　　 What the mirror reflects is a room with Jenkins and the cat only, and there is no star sea on any floor.

　　 "Increase perception, increase perception..."

　　 He muttered, and clicked on his temple: "I wonder if my [True Eye] is an increase in perception?"

　　 The more he thought about it, the more he felt reasonable. He restored the abilities and items to the unused state. He poked his head out from the balcony and looked down. There was no one; when he looked up, there was no one. So I walked out, first turned on [Astral Perception] and then looked up, the surging star sea immediately overlapped with the still starry sky.

　　 avoided the position of the moon and looked in the direction that fate had just directed. When the line of sight swept over, the cold breath fell from the starry sky and sank into Jenkins's body from the top of his head.

　　 "Ha, I can save another sum of money!"

　　 Now Jenkins knows why his father warned him that this method cannot be used for more than two hours at a time. In the field of vision where the star sea projected by the star realm overlaps with the real starry sky, the two layers that shouldn't interfere with each other actually merge together.

　　 The surging sea of ​​stars rises and falls like a tide, scouring the eternal stars. With the increase of the spirit, the sound of the sea wave came into the ear, and the voice of the star sea was covered by the extremely slight ethereal singing.

　　 The singing voice is indeed very holy, but after listening to it for a long time, a horrible feeling will come to my heart, like closing my eyes and facing a life that is ten thousand times the size of itself. This is the instinct that has been handed down in the blood of mankind, and is an instinct to warn of danger, and it is also an important instinct for human beings to survive in this dangerous world.

　　 He shivered fiercely, raised his hand to stand up his collar, and then sniffed his nose, keeping his head up to activate the [Xinghai Badge].

　　 I was still worried about activating this kind of props outside and being seen by others. But he thought too much, the light overflowing from the badge stayed on top of Jenkins' head, and then showed the same tide as the star realm that was perceived in the [Astral Perception] ability.

　　 The two tidal images approached little by little, like ghosting on an unstable display. When the starry sky, the star sea and the tide completely overlapped, all the stars in Jenkins' eyes released a dazzling light together.

　　 A sigh came from a distant place, and as the icy feeling spread throughout his body, his body slumped to the ground. The sound of a heavy object on the floor made the chocolate who was lying on the bed swish. I jumped to Jenkins and rubbed his nose against Jenkins's nose, which made me feel relieved.

Section 208 Chapter 204 Response to Prayer

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate raised his head dissatisfied, stood on Jenkins's chest, and called out to the stars. Then he jumped to the floor of the balcony and drew a circle around Jenkins with his paw. The cat wagged its tail, and immediately ran back to the house, and stretched the cat's claws towards the black metal block.

　　 Jenkins felt that his soul was ascending, not the ascension of the soul when he became a god, but the real ascending physically.

　　 The sea of ​​stars is getting closer and closer, and the surrounding scene is constantly changing. Only the tide indicated by the [Xinghai badge] is still the same.

　　 The tide was getting closer and closer, and Jenkins finally noticed that a dark hole was looming under the floating sea of ​​stars. His soul involuntarily threw into the hole, and Yu Guang seemed to catch a glimpse of the streamer flying towards here.

　　 "Pray to you... no matter who you are... I pray to you... please, please help me..."

　　 As he kept getting closer to the hole under the stars, he was only aimlessly downward, but an inexplicable traction suddenly appeared. And then there were intermittent prayers, or the sounds of prayers.

　　 The voice is very young and male, and the accent is very strange, and it is difficult to understand.

　　 After the feeling of falling is over, as the bizarre picture in front of me disappears, a simple house made of stone bricks appears in front of me. He was in the room now, the boy wearing rags and sewing clothes was kneeling on the ground, and there was a bed in the corner of the room.

　　 This is an extremely thin, yellow-skinned boy, no more than fifteen years old. Anyone who sees him at first sight can tell that he is suffering from severe malnutrition symptoms. The boy has messy hair, because he hasn't washed his hair for a long time, and apart from being able to distinguish white dandruff, Jenkins can't tell what the original color of dark hair is.

The boy touched the ground with his head trembling, his body seemed to shrink into a ball, and still said in a low and determined voice: "Thank you! Pray to you and save my father. No matter what you want, I beg you... "

　　 "The skin is a bit dark, and the color of the eyes is normal, but the nose is a bit too high. Unlike the people of your own country, are you a minority in the south?"

　　 Jenkins didn't speak, he could feel that he was in the soul state now, so the boy obviously couldn't see him. Something is constantly supplying Jenkins's spirit body so that he will not disappear. Looking back, it was a stone enshrined on the tabletop.

　　 It can be seen that this is a corner of a complete stele, because its three sides are very smooth.

　　 The color of the stone itself is normal, and there is no special physical appearance. But Jenkins glanced over, but felt that he was looking at something heavier than a mountain.

　　 "So, I used the Xinghai badge to trigger something, and then accidentally fell into a hole under the Xinghai, and I was attracted by the boy's prayers again?"

　　 He guessed, then squinted at the boy. He was really lucky, praying to the stone, and he attracted a true god, and this great being is still offline.

　　 If the true **** descends, he might have gone crazy long ago.

　　 "What do you want?"

　　 he asked, and realized that the voice of the spirit body could not be heard by ordinary people.

　　 Foreign spirits constantly added to the soul from the stones. Although the upper limit of the spirit can't be increased, it's okay to use abilities and items recklessly.

　　 activated reading and writing, and a line of text automatically appeared on the ground in front of the boy who was kneeling on the ground.

　　 "This is really not a godly posture, if I can also transmit sound and other abilities, it would be great."

　　 Jenkins thought endlessly, watching the kneeling boy first looked at the ground in surprise, and then limp on the ground. He convulsed constantly because of excessive shock, but in the end he overcame the psychological barrier and knelt down against the stone again.

"Thank you, no matter who you are, please, please save my father. I am Peter and I am willing to give anything. You can take my blood, my flesh, my bones, and my soul. Oh. , I am illiterate, a great existence, you can take whatever you need, just save my father..."

　　 "Sure enough, I can't read."

　　 Jenkins thought, tiptoeing at the bed in the corner, or the haystack in the corner, scanning the surroundings with real eyes. In this home, the only thing with aura is the golden fragment of the corner of the stone stele.

　　 Where exactly is this place, he is not sure yet, but it certainly won't be Nolan. The star realm has no spatial significance. In theory, any point in the star realm can directly reach any corner of the world. Even if there are fragments of stone steles to supply the soul, he will find his body after all.

　　 "Maybe you have to look back again by observing the starry sky."

　　 While he was guessing, he was thinking about the things here.

　　 In this world, in addition to most people who believe in gods, there are also people who believe in or worship non-gods. The objects of their worship are not limited to the evil things that exist in the subspace (not the main world, nor the other world), some of the weird things that have been spread in the mouths of mortals, the weird creatures of the shadow world, the star spirits of the star world, and the leftover material world Evil spirits, or some powerful gifters.

　　 The boy named Peter prayed at will to save his father, even saying "No matter who you are". This is often the beginning of some huge disasters. Whatever comes in response to the call is possible, such as tricks, evil spirits, evil spirits, great writers, and so on.

　　 "Help you first, so I can find out where this is."

　　 Jenkins made up his mind and drew an arrow on the ground with reading, pointing to the stone enshrined on the table. The boy should know some occult knowledge, because a circular ritual formation is depicted near the stone. The form of this sacrifice ceremony is very similar to the most basic one that Jenkins has learned. It is probably because Peter is not good at craftsmanship that some unimportant deviations appear.

　　The ritual requires blood, some precious metals, and the pointing object to be summoned. There is plenty of blood, no precious metals, and the pointing object is the stone. It is hard to imagine that an ordinary person can really call a **** by relying on such a simple ceremony.

　　 Although he is offline now.

　　 "Do you need it, okay, please take it away, it's yours."

　　 The boy replied tremblingly, his voice a little hoarse, he was really terrified to the extreme. Tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed to the corner: "Please, please be sure to save my father."

Chapter 209 Chapter 205 Rice and Stone

　　 This house is not big, but it is scary and empty. The main reason is that apart from the haystack used as a bed, a tilted table, and a chair, only a pot hung on the wall can be called a decoration.

　　 Astral state cannot hold any matter, Jenkins did not try to remove the stones, but walked towards the corner.

　　 A man with a huge nose is lying there with his eyes closed. This is also an ordinary person, with messy hair, an abnormally pale face, and a black coat that has been stitched many times on his body. This coat has been exposed to an unnatural white color due to too many washing times. On the man's neck, black lines can be seen squirming under the skin.

　　 "Isn't it a trauma?"

　　 Jenkins thought in distress, and then put his left and right hands on the man's chest and head respectively. Now it's a spirit body, you can go through anything you want, but there is no touch.

　　 can feel the consumption of the spirit, that is to say, in the invisible place, the man does have physical injuries, maybe it is an imperceptible fracture or the like.

　　 The candle carried in the soul quivered gently, and the flame spread along the soul's arm to the man's body.

　　 The observable flame frightened the boy again. He shrank to the ground desperately, then let out a weird cry like a lone wolf and rushed towards the man.

　　 The flame didn't hurt him, and the boy cried constantly while holding the man. After the flame disappeared, a slight blood color appeared on the man's face, but the black line on the neck was still there.

　　 "Thank you, thank you."

　　 Peter thanked the air in a trembling voice. Jenkins moved a step to the left so that he was facing him.

　　 "Goo~oo~"

　　 His stomach screamed, Jenkins curled his lips, and in the idea of ​​saving people, he drew a bag of rice-anyway, now he is not worried about the consumption of the spirit.

　　 The boy doesn't care what he is helping him now. He jumps out of the bed and skillfully removes the pot. Then built a stove with stone bricks in the corner, lit the fire with flint and straw, took a handful of muddy mud water in the water tank by hand, and put the pot containing rice and water on the flame.

　　 It is just a pot of semi-solidified rice porridge. He had never seen such polished rice and swallowed at the pot, but first tried to wake up the man on the bed.

　　 Jenkins shook his head, ignoring what happened next. The house has no windows, so you cannot see outside. He stretched his hand out of the wall and just wanted to explore the outside environment, a dangerous feeling as if being pointed at by a gun came to my heart.

　　 "What's outside?"

　　 He immediately stopped, and stiffly retracted his hand, never daring to try again.

　　 The man woke up very quickly. He was surprised at the rice porridge in front of him. After learning what Peter had done, he cried loudly. Crying and crying, he began to retching again, and then continued to cry, and it lasted for half an hour before he could barely control himself.

　　 Peter and the man ate the pot of food together, and then knelt before the mottled cyan stone together, praying in a low voice.

　　 They don’t know who is helping them, so the prayers used are not standard theological prayers. But prayer must always be regulated. This seems to be a prayer format that was passed down in the 15th century, and it is still used only in some remote places.

　　 Jenkins has seen introductions in church books. Prayer words often include many unusual phrases and fixed formats, so he will not admit it wrong.

　　 "Isn't this a small country other than the three kingdoms?"

　　 Jenkins guessed accordingly.

　　 After praying, the father and son cleaned up the pots and bowls together, hid the remaining rice in the pile of straw, and then fell asleep together under the coat.

　　Until now, Jenkins suddenly noticed that there is no lighting in the room, but it is extremely bright. The light is evenly distributed in every inch of the space in the house, and there is no shadow on the ground.

　　 He originally suspected that the room was actually dark, but because of his special form of soul existence, he ignored the visual need for light. But the father and son are completely ordinary people, and in this space without windows and doors, they cannot act like they did just now.

　　 He couldn't get out of the room. Once he got close to the wall, a feeling of being burned out came to his mind. While the boy Peter was sleeping with his father, Jenkins observed the room again, but it was so crude and terrifying that it could basically be checked by turning around in place.

　　 He has never heard the father and son pray to any gods again. He may be worried that there is a "generous invisible existence" still in the house, or they may be unbelievers.

　　 But this chance is too small.