Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 This phrase composed of adjectives and nouns impacted his mind. The memories of the past and the present are intertwined, forming an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

　　 The moon in that distant hometown is also described as yellow.

　　 "Don't I come to a strange world, all this is just a ridiculous dream?"

　　 He believed that his expression must be terrible at the moment.

　　 "Could it be that this world is really just an ancient god's dream, and the memory of the hometown is actually arranged by the ancient god?"

　　 The bishop did not turn his head, so he didn't notice Jenkins' anomaly.

　　 "In other words, at the moment of crossing, Jenkin and Jenkins, like Jenkins, went crazy because of that octopus's eyes. Am I actually a lunatic?"

　　 Everything about the moon and the world is impacting Jenkins. The spirit in his body was faintly restless, and he subconsciously reached out his hand to support the pillar next to him, touched his nose, and there was blood flowing out of his nostril.

　　 "No, I am real."

　　 He shook his head like shivering, and stood up straight again before the bishop noticed:

　　 "It doesn't matter what color the moon is, and it doesn't matter whether it's real here or there."

　　 He emptied his head and looked up at the moon:

　　 "Where there is me, it is truth. I am true, everything I see is true, everything I do and hear is true, everything I say is true..."

　　 He said to himself in his heart, and almost couldn't help but shout out.

　　 A sense of satisfaction appeared in his heart, the inexplicable thought disappeared, and he wanted to laugh at his strange thought just now.

　　 The restless spirit calmed down, washing the soul and body like a tide, and the purple star in the sky shone with more dazzling light.

　　The conversation with the bishop only lasted for half an hour, and Jenkins returned to his room with the chocolate that he didn't want to leave from the flower garden.

　　 He closed his eyes and lay on the bed for a long time without feeling the slightest drowsiness. When he opened his eyes, he saw Chocolate lying on the windowsill looking at the strange red moon.

　　 Tonight, its color is red like blood.

　　 "I hope everything is fine."

　　 Thinking of this, he called out a light spot of ability to bet his spirit on the [Unknown Road], but there was no response.

　　 relieved a little, but that day it pointed directly at the evil **** son. Jenkins guessed that this should be a reminder of the divine existence in that direction.

　　 looked at the ceiling for a while, rested his head with his left hand, and stretched his right hand to the sky, calling out the silver-blue starlight ball with his thoughts.

　　 It hovered quietly in the palm of his hand for a few seconds, Jenkins's expression was very calm, admiring the wonderful color.

　　 In the next second, like a steam bomb exploded in the palm of the hand, the silver-blue brilliance instantly dissipated in all directions, and then gathered together again, and began to shake violently.

　　 "Huh? The Omniscience Mirror is in the church?"

　　 Jenkins sat up from the bed at once, looking at the trembling ball in his palms in surprise.

　　 He tried to walk around the room, and found that the vibration was strongest in the south-east position.

　　 "In this direction?"

Protoss Rakul’s commission is of course the most important thing. He poked his head out of the window and saw that there was no one outside. He turned around and picked up the metal block that was sealed with a brand-new divinity, which activated the cat’s graceful ability and climbed to the building. Outside the steam pipe. Facing the blood-red moonlight on his back, after closing the window, he slammed forward, jumped onto the tree with no leaves next to him, and then followed the trunk back to the ground.

He greeted the chocolate and climbed onto his shoulders, holding his right hand to the southeast direction, but until it reached the back door of the church, it was still shaking, and you can clearly feel the shaking frequency is weakening, which shows that the mirror is moving away from where Jenkins is. position.

　　 "Go and take a look, the mirror matter is important, and I will look back if there is danger!"

　　 He made up his mind, opened the real eye to identify the guard positions around the church, and then spared a large circle to climb to the top floor of the large library, called out the black fog to cover himself, and rushed out after a few run-ups.

　　 The extraordinary guardian power here is the weakest, and the gap in the guard blind zone is a few seconds. Although dangerous, but fortunately, Jenkins landed silently, and then slid into the alley beside the ground in a very indecent posture.

When 　　 appeared again, he became an obese middle-aged man with a tabby cat.

　　 put his right hand in his arms, holding the starlight ball, and constantly walking through the city. The target holding the mirror should be moving fast, which forces Jenkins to pay attention to the direction at any time, otherwise one will lose the target inadvertently.

　　 He crossed half of the city, and after crossing the bridge, he even stayed on a freighter parked on the shore for a few minutes to avoid a group of rushing night watchmen.

　　 The red night is a bit frightening, Jenkins bent over and stopped behind the mailbox at the intersection, holding on to the low wall. Now the starlight ball in the palm of the hand is showing an unprecedented shaking speed, which proves that it is very close to the target.

He stopped in place to open another field of vision, and at the same time called out the monocle. Near the edge of the field of vision, he saw a 7th-level gifter, a mirror-shaped aura and the aura of several other special items. .

　　According to the information provided by the Protoss Rakul, the omniscience mirror numbered B-04-4-4444 should belong to category B [extraordinary], but what Jenkins saw was a mixture of black, red and yellow.

　　 He had never seen such a complicated color combination before, and he became more vigilant in his heart.

　　 In the area near the mirror holder, there are dozens of humanoid creatures. In Jenkins's eyes, the whole body is full of blue light.

　　 "The blue alien, this kind of light is...infected humans? Is that seventh-level gifter a vampire? The mirror is in his hand?"

　　 He guessed in his heart, taking a step back and hiding his body deeper in the shadow, because he also saw the gifts of the Orthodox Church a few blocks away at the same time.

The one in the east is obviously a complete combat team, but Jenkins cannot know which great one they belong to; the one in the southeast must be a scribe from the Church of the Sage, because Jenkins saw the light spot representing Captain Bincy; The team in the northeast has the largest number of people, in addition to the local church personnel, it also contains two other groups that Jenkins has seen.

　　 One group is the gifter of the [Church of Creation and Mechanical] who went to Nolan City to investigate the cause of the damage to the gift clock. The other two are the knights of the Church of Justice who have encountered in the story.

　　 "It's such a coincidence, why are they all nearby?"

Chapter 546 Chapter 537 Bloody Mysterious Lock

Jenkins does not intend to move in any direction now. After all, the gifter who is suspected of being a vampire species is actually level 7. He is not so arrogant yet; and there is a risk of revealing his identity when meeting with church forces, which is obviously unwise. the behavior of.

　　 At least so far, his plan is to see if the church can successfully capture the vampire and his servants.

　　 step by step back, wanting to find a better position to wait. But before he retreated to the intersection, he seemed to hit some soft barrier on his back.

　　 He was startled and shivered. Turning his head in doubt, not only did the street behind him disappear, but only thick white smoke.

　　 The smoke sealed the end of this street like a substance, and even with a monocle, it was impossible to see the scene behind the white fog. This means that the white fog in front of you is not actually fog at all.

　　 "Is this... a fan lock?"

　　 thought blankly, then suddenly raised his head and looked upward, the yellow aura of the spell spread all over the sky.

　　 had seen and participated in Miss Miller’s math puzzle, so he was very sure that it was indeed a puzzle. But it is absolutely impossible to be the handwriting of the Orthodox Church. According to Jenkins's understanding, the Diocese of Nolan does not have such an extremely rare ability.

"That 7th-level blood-sucking species? But how is that possible? It took Miss Miller two years to turn her residence into the base of Mizuo. Now the Mizuo I'm in has covered at least 5 of them. Block."

　　 Thinking of this, he looked up again, looking at the blood-red moon. The brows couldn't help but frowned.

　　 "No way, isn't the appearance of the lunar eclipse a coincidence, it's a ritual of getting lost?"

　　 He wondered, patted the head of the chocolate to let it climb into the coat from the neckline, and then looked towards the red-sworn street.

　　 The winter wind was cold, and the lonely street seemed extremely empty. The man looked at everything in front of him sternly. He knew very well that even if it looked like nothing, the trapped nature determined that there were traps everywhere.

　　 The reason for opening the mystery is not that the writer exposed his traces, but that the Orthodox Church team in the southeast fought with the creature holding the mirror. The latter did not fight them for some reason, but quickly moved away after the fight.

　　 Soon, he came to the edge of the lock, and the combat squad blocked by the lock had a fight with the dozen servants, only one rushed straight towards Jenkins.

　　 as if knowing he was standing here.

　　 Boren Higgins was originally a small shop owner in the south of Nolan City. Like most people living in this city, he likes a peaceful life and yearns for a better life.

　　All the changes happened on that crazy afternoon last fall. Mr. Higgins, who drove the carriage to transport the goods back to the city, kindly agreed to the request of the rider, and then discovered the world’s deepest secret.

　　 He knows that he can no longer be regarded as a human, and he also knows that the person he has killed will definitely not forgive himself. But what about it, he just wants to live, he also knows he is wrong, but he does not want to die.

　　 "The mystery lock of that adult has been opened."

　　Higgins noticed this more quickly than the other companions.

　　 Tonight’s action was inherently suspicious, but the experience of the small shop owner made him more sensitive. When he discovered that the adult had chosen to leave instead of fighting, he knew that something was wrong.

　　 "Are we being used as bait?"

　　Because of this keenness, he managed to escape the eyes of the church law enforcement officers in a miraculous manner, and rushed straight to the edge of the lock.

　　 "I will definitely survive."

　　 His life is so simple, just alive.

　　 can already see the white mist that represents the boundary of the fascination. Although no one can leave until the adult removes the fascination, at least one can find a safe place to hide.

　　 "The shadow behind this mailbox looks good."

　　 On such an empty street, the quiet mailbox standing at the junction of the street is particularly conspicuous. Higgins moved there quickly, but his instinct was reminding him that something was wrong.

　　 He subconsciously stopped, and at this moment, a dagger flew out from behind the mailbox.

　　 The speed is not fast, and losing human identity is not only bad. Higgins quickly grabbed the dagger in his hand and threw it aside. Raising his right hand, the irregular rhombus blood crystals formed in the palm of his hand.

"Who?"

　　 He noticed the boots exposed, and at the same time, the fat man with the cat walked around behind the mailbox.

　　 There was a red luster in the blood crystals, and the blood mist spread from the palm of his hand with a flick of his right hand, blocking his vision. But Higgins' eyes can easily see through this layer of blood fog, which is also his most proud ability.

　　 But in the next moment, the black mist also floated from another direction, intermingled with the red mist to form an indescribable color.

　　Higgins was taken aback, but it didn't matter. Although the sight of both parties was blocked, he could still rely on his sensitivity to blood to judge the position of each other.

　　 "I haven't moved, are you looking for me too?"

　　 He thought to himself that the blood crystal he was holding quickly deformed and stretched, turning into a blood-red spear.

　　 took a step back with his right leg, and then threw the spear out with a low drink. Extraordinary power forms an energy envelope on the gun, which ensures that the person who is hit will be sucked from the whole body in the first time.

　　 A dazzling silver light flashed from the depths of the red and black fog, and then a piece of silver light flew out on the opposite trajectory of the blood gun.

　　Higgins took a step back again, sensing his weapon. Hearing the whistling wind coming from his left ear, the dagger that was thrown out just now flew up again, cutting off his entire left ear.

　　 Regardless of screaming, he turned around and wanted to escape, and the fat man seemed to have seen his actions, so coincidentally, he rushed out at this moment.

The weird orange flame was burning in his hand. Higgins turned around and opened his mouth. He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood, and that mouthful of blood quickly changed from liquid to solid in the air, and then it looked like An arrow cut through the night sky, but the fat man easily avoided it.

　　His body has a softness different from this figure, and the twisting of his waist when he dodges sideways makes people wonder if it has been broken there.

　　 Higgins couldn't help thinking, the fat man's hand was already on his shoulder. The flame seemed to burrow into the body along the pores, and the pain in the right arm and half of the body was so painful. But because of the rapid regeneration characteristics of the blood-sucking species, he hasn't died yet.

　　 "I think you should understand that if I want to kill you, you will never survive."

Chapter 547 Chapter 538

　　 Even though he was threatening, the fat man's voice was still low and magnetic. The flame-burning right hand clasped Higgins's shoulder, and the left hand wrapped in the silver light belt pressed against Higgins's head.

　　Higgins swallowed, he could feel the man's left hand was more terrifying than his right.

　　 "I feel your power... what do you want to know?"

　　 "Come here."

　　 Jenkins pulled him from the middle of the street to the side of the street, and asked in a low voice:

　　 "How to break this mystery lock?"

　　 "With blood, all traps in this mystery lock need to be solved with blood. In this way, adults weaken their opponents and strengthen their own strength."

　　 He doesn't mind betraying his superiors at all, just like he doesn't mind killing innocent people in order to survive.

　　 A faint line connects today's affairs, Jenkins seems to understand:

　　 "Tonight's lunar eclipse was made by the blood-sucking species, and their exposure was deliberate. The ultimate goal is to activate the mysterious lock to absorb power?"

　　 Thinking about it this way, I found an explanation for everything tonight.

　　 "Who is'sir'?"

　　 he asked again.

　　 "I think you should also know the pure blood vampire species. Adult is one of them, and its full name is Bidewilt Linksberg."

　　 "Does he hold a mirror?"

"Ok?"

　　Higgins was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the person in front of him came for this thing:

　　 "Yes, I think so, he often talks to himself with that mirror. But I won't tell you what it does now, I think, after all things are said, I will be useless."

　　 This is the cunning peculiar to small businessmen.

　　 "It makes sense."

　　 Jenkins nodded, and flicked his left hand to throw the silver light into Higgins's head.