Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 But it is only a partial integration. Jenkins never forgets what his real name is or where he comes from. Sometimes when lonely, he would recall the original world, but unfortunately he didn't want to tell anyone those things, including chocolate.

　　 Feeling a little melancholy while waiting for the dishes, turned his head and looked out the window. Small cargo ships had already passed by in the river in the city. The river ice is now completely gone, and it won't be long before Nolan will return to its former prosperity.

　　 The eyes moved with the cargo ship on the river, and the chocolate was lying beside the man looking there. One person and one cat did not interact for a long time until the restaurant door was pushed open:

　　 "Hi ~ William!"

　　 Suddenly heard someone calling his name, and looked up at the door, it was Miss Capet who came over.

　　 The girl is wearing a decent lady's coat today, but she looks very thin. The hair on the front of the forehead is braided in a complicated pattern, and the hair on the back of the head falls naturally.

　　 Jenkins has seen Miss Stuart dressed up like this. Only a small number of women with the right face shape are suitable for this hairstyle.

　　 "Good evening, Miss Capet."

　　 Jenkins greeted yesterday's companion to sit down, and then called the waiter to order her. Sigrid Capet seems to be a vegetarian. It may also be because she is staying in shape. Her dinner does not contain any meat or eggs.

　　The common adventure in the mirror world made the two friends become friends. Finally, the battle with the evil creatures in the sea deepened the friendship between the two sides. Because there were no guests at the tables around them, the two talked about the mirror world during their meal, and they were very happy that the other two companions were also found.

　　 "Miss Warfield and Miss Knight are not simply lost there, they seem to have discovered some important clues about the mirror world that we haven't found."

　　 The woman said while manipulating the tableware in her hands skillfully. She noticed that Jenkins's cat was also eating, so she used a fork to fork a small green leaf and handed it to it. The cat raised her hair and made a disgusting cry, then shifted her position to ignore the woman.

　　 "I haven't heard similar news. According to my understanding, Nolan's church is still not determined to give up the exploration of the mirror world."

　　 "This is not the church's conclusion, it is my conclusion."

　　 At this point, the girl's face couldn't help showing a triumphant look, she continued:

"The mirror world hides a big secret. The disappearance of Miss Knight and Miss Warfel is not so simple. Is it a coincidence? They actually only returned to the real world an hour slower than us. In order to return, not only and The numbered items got involved, and even faced a terrible evil..."

　　 It makes sense for her to say that, but the secret between Miss Knight and the Huntress has nothing to do with Jenkins. And among the four people who entered the Mirror Realm, only Jenkins belonged to the local church. In any case, the other three could not affect the final processing result of the entrance to the Mirror Realm.

　　 The two chatted while eating, and when Jenkins fed his cat the last bite of steak, the dim yellow light of the street lamp had illuminated the pedestrian street in Linhe.

　　 The weather tonight is not bad. Because of the sea breeze, the fog is also scattered. The night view of the city in early spring is beautiful. Although Jenkins wants to take a walk, the time for night classes is approaching.

　　 He took the initiative to get up and leave, Miss Cape didn't mind, she sat alone at the table by the window and continued to eat. Turning his head to look at the woman when he opened the door, the back gave him a strange sense of familiarity again.

　　 "This is definitely not an illusion."

　　 He said to himself, holding chocolate in his right hand and touching the file bag in his left hand.

　　 "It is necessary to investigate, this is really a coincidence."

　　Walking out of the restaurant, a carriage stopped under a street light not far away. The coachman was not sitting waiting for the guests, but was cleaning the outer surface of the compartment with a rag.

　　 When Jenkins walked over, the coachman noticed the customer, so he put away the rag and bucket, patted his horse and made it ready to set off.

　　 The seats in the carriage are very soft. It seems that the coachman has only recently changed the equipment in the carriage. Leaning on the carriage, listening to the regular sound of horseshoes, Jenkins put down the chocolate, and then slightly opened the window curtains so that the evening breeze could blow to his face.

　　 The evening breeze in early spring is really comfortable. The coolness and warmth are just right, unmatched by any other season. It's just that the wind is a bit too comfortable, and the food may have been a bit too full just now, Jenkins was still thinking about Miss Capet, and actually fell asleep in a daze.

　　 Seeing Jenkins fall asleep, Chocolate also lay beside him, huddled up and closed his eyes. Sniffing the familiar smell of the man, it quickly fell into a sweet sleep.

　　 The wheels seemed to be crushed to the bumps on the road, and the swaying carriage woke up Jenkins. He stretched his waist while yawning, and then subconsciously looked out, what he saw was an empty field.

"Ok?"

　　 If it is said that the driver has lost his way, it is absolutely impossible to get lost to such an outrageous place. Jenkins blinked to make sure that the driver was just an ordinary person, so he guessed that he might be unlucky enough to meet the robber who was trying to rob.

　　 gently picked up the sleepy-eyed cat with a soft body and put it into the inner pocket of the coat, moving forward to quickly rush out to subdue the coachman, in order to prevent the embarrassment of the carriage being uncontrolled.

Section 979 Chapter 961 Alien Species (1) (6/10)

　　 thought about how to subdue the driver, but gradually Jenkins felt that the speed of the car was slowing down, which meant that the destination might be ahead.

　　 "Then wait a while, and if he has an accomplice, he will solve it together. This is also a trivial contribution I made to Nolan."

　　 Thinking of this, Jenkins couldn't help being proud of his kindness and sense of responsibility. He slowly returned to the original place, sat down again and resumed his previous sleeping position.

　　 About half a minute later, the carriage really stopped. But the outside light can scan the bare fields that have not yet been sown, and there are even no buildings.

　　 The coachman opened the door of the car and covered his mouth. He glanced at the creatures in the car, and saw that one person and one cat were sleeping sweetly, so they didn't bother them.

　　 After he closed the car door again, Jenkins and Chocolate immediately shrank their heads and looked out through the gap in the curtain. I saw the coachman standing by the carriage and looking out into the wilderness. For a while, there were only blades of grass/flying by the wind.

　　 But gradually, a shadow with a light blue aura appeared on the far horizon. As the figure got closer, the blue aura became stronger and stronger, and finally the tall human figure was clearly seen by Jenkins.

　　 "Alien? What kind of race is this?"

　　 The man who came from a distance was unusually tall and strong. According to Jenkins's visual observation, he was at least 8 feet (approximately 2.4384m) tall. He was wearing a black leather jacket that was obviously small, and the leather was scorched again. I don't know if it was a new fashion style or a trace left by accident.

　　 The skin on the back of his hands and face looked a little dark, and his body shape knew it was full of power, but Jenkins still didn't see what kind of alien it was. After all, there were too many races with humanoid forms.

　　 "Master, I brought things."

　　 The coachman tremblingly supported the ground and lay down, making a gesture of bowing.

"I tracked the man who got the nut. He sold the nut to an antique shop. I planned to steal it at night, but the tracker you gave me showed that the nut was taken away by a young apprentice in the antique shop... ...."

　　 "So you killed the apprentice and brought things?"

　　 The tall man's voice is particularly dull, as if he was deliberately pressing his throat to speak. His lingua franca is very unskilled, and he has an indistinct accent of "s" and "z".

　　 "No, master, I planned to kill him. But he fell asleep as soon as he got in the car. I spilled the drug you gave me (note), and then brought him directly."

　　 said, he slightly raised his head to point to the carriage behind him. The tall man looked at the window of the carriage covered by the curtain, Jenkins and the cat hurriedly left there, eavesdropping only with their ears.

　　 Actually, it's not an eavesdropping. This is a remote road in the countryside of Nolan. There is no sound except the wind. Moreover, the carriage is an ordinary carriage without any sound insulation treatment, even if Jenkins does not want to listen.

　　 "Very well, it's not bad for me to deal with the corpse, you go and drag him out."

　　 "Good host."

　　 Having said this, the coachman got up from the ground, before he could pat the dirt on his body, he opened the door of the car and got in. He looked at the sleeping person and the cat, and felt that the cat was in the way, so he stretched out his hand to throw it away first.

　　 Just stretched out his hand, the writer suddenly kicked it out, and the coachman flew out of the car like a cannonball before he could react. He fell into a field in the distance, rolled a few times, and then became motionless.

　　 The sturdy man did not save him, but frowned and looked at the carriage. I saw the white hand first grabbed one side of the door frame, and then the young writer bent over and appeared from there.

　　 He jumped straight out of the carriage, then turned around and took his cat out, with the pistol in his left hand.

　　 "You...where I seem to see your face."

　　 The alien did not take the lead, but stared at Jenkins's face. He might have seen a picture of Jenkins in the newspaper, but unfortunately he didn't remember his looks at all.

　　 "So this is a trap, whose subordinate are you?"

　　 The strong man asked again, seeming to have misunderstood the origin of Jenkins. And Jenkins remembered that someone had mentioned that the church had discovered a large number of alien species hidden in Nolan during the Battle of the Dead, and the one in front of him was probably one of them.

　　 "I discovered the nut first. If you want it, you must negotiate a good condition. We don't have to be tit-for-tat. It doesn't make sense."

　　 He was still talking, but Jenkins didn't say a word.

"why not......"

　　嘭~

　　 Finger pulls the trigger, and the bullet/bullet shoots out from the muzzle. The two stood very close, there was no possibility of this gun being missed, and the alien species on the opposite side did not have the ability to dodge or pinch bullets.

　　 The shot hit him on the right shoulder, and the green blood flowed out from behind the black jacket. But the bleeding only lasted a few seconds and then stopped, and the owner of the shoulder did not show pain.

　　 "A strong body, green blood... the scope is reduced."

　　 Jenkins threw away his pistol while thinking, a flame burned in his right hand:

　　 "If you want to ask me why I shot, my answer is that you just said you wanted to kill me."

　　 "Weak human beings, you will regret it."

　　 The black light was wrapped around the palm of the strong man, he flicked at Jenkins, and the silk thread made of black light rushed towards Jenkins.

With a bang, the flames in Jenkins' hands spread to the ground and formed a wall of fire to block the black light. The flame's owner threw out from the fire, clenched his fist and hit the opponent's chest.

　　 But the fist was received, and Frost immediately spread the palm of his hand toward the alien body. He froze for a moment, immediately threw Jenkins away, and then kicked Jenkins in the abdomen sideways.

　　 Jenkins' waist twisted in an incredible arc. Considering that this matter had to be reported to the church, he did not use those abilities or weapons that could easily arouse suspicion. The hand fumbled in the pocket, then picked out the heaviest piece of metal and threw it out.

　　 The golden light burst out from the surface of the metal sheet, the metal deformed in the air, and finally turned into a very thin wire, binding Jenkins's opponent's hands together.

　　 But only after hearing a low voice, the man actually broke free from the shackles of the metal wire with strength alone, and turned to look suspiciously at Jenkins:

　　 "Not theirs, this is the spell of the Church of the Sage... Are you a scribe?"

　　 "It seems that I still need to practice the making rituals of these spells. Dad is right. The gifter can rely on more than ability."

　　PS: Jenkins really fell asleep because of eating too much, not because of drugs. It's strange, the text is not a sensitive word, the author has something to say that it is actually...

Chapter 980 The 962nd Chapter Green Fire Flame Demon (7/10)

　　 The sturdy man thought he had found the truth, and as he spoke, a green flame erupted from the pores of his body, igniting his entire body. At the same time, the originally sturdy figure swelled again, his height completely exceeded ten feet, lava-like armor appeared on the surface of his body, and the green fire entangled his chest to form a strange rune.

　　 "Green Fire Flame Demon!"

　　 Jenkins finally recognized what was in front of him. This creature named Green Fire Flame Demon is a subspecies of the legendary race Barlow Flame Demon. It is a strange race born after ancient humans sacrificed the Fire Demon.

　　Different from the terrifying Balo Balo, the green flame possessed by the Green Fire Balro is green and low in strength (relative to the Balo Balo), but it has the ability to travel through the shadow world. This kind of creature is extremely hostile to human beings, and in the records of the church, there has been no record of appearing in the material world since the 15th era.

　　 The two-handed sword that appeared in Balrog's hands out of thin air, engulfed in green flames, smashed at Jenkins. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Jenkins could only call out the Holy Bone Sword to hold the two-handed sword.

　　嘡啷~

　　 I only felt that the giant strength was coming from the giant sword, and the sword in Jenkins's hand almost dropped out. The shoes standing in the soft soil have sunk a lot, if not prepared in advance, this blow can crush Jenkins.

　　 "Come again!"

　　 The Balrog entangled in green flames yelled at Jenkins, and the huge sword with dark light rose again, and then slammed down. Jenkins' body trembled again in the sound of the metal collision, but he insisted on standing firm.

　　 "Heh~"

　　 The flame demon's sword slashed again, then lifted, and then slashed. Every blow of it can make Jenkins wrist numb, but Jenkins still persisted again and again.

　　In the seventh swing, the two swords collided and finally made a different sound. When the giant sword touched the White Bone Sacred Sword again, the body of the sword broke from the center, and the flying half of the sword crossed the carriage and plunged directly into the ground on the other side of the path, while the Balrog holding the hilt was stunned and threw it decisively. Dropping the garbage in his hand, the hand that was alienated into claws was wrapped in evil flames and grabbed Jenkins's heart.

"good chance!"

　　 Without the giant sword suppression, Jenkins was finally able to free himself. His power is far less than this alien, so he dodges the paw sideways and retreats back.

　　 Frozen spells were thrown forward, and the activated spells immediately formed frost on the Balrog’s body, but were quickly melted by the flames. The Balrog roared and rushed to Jenkins again, but its huge body was far less flexible than the cat-like Jenkins.

　　 is another paw that dodges sideways, and dexterously goes around behind the Balrog, and the fist containing frost power hits its back.

　　 With a punch, the Balrog just staggered, and turned around again to pounce on Jenkins, but the layer of ice on his back did not melt.

　　 "Meow~"

　　Chocolate stood by the carriage, his tail flicked to drive away the small flying insects in the wasteland.

　　嘭~

Jenkins saw that the [Frost Fist] worked, this time he didn’t dodge, and made his right arm hit the opponent with a punch. Under the premise that his right hand temporarily lost consciousness, his left hand directly touched Balrog’s chest, and the frost immediately covered it. On top.

　　The movement of the Balrog paused, but he immediately grabbed Jenkins by the neck. Jenkins ignored it, his left hand quickly hit his chest position continuously, and even his arm was covered with frost.

　　 The pair of paws successfully touched Jenkins, and the green fire burned a string of disgusting bubbles on the man's neck. But this is the last thing that monster can do. The power of frost has spread into its heart, and for most creatures with the component "Balla" in the name, the burning heart Are their core.

　　 As that heart was covered by the extremely low temperature represented by Frost Fist, the strength of the Balrog weakened little by little. It finally grew its mouth, as if it wanted to curse Jenkins, but in the end it said nothing, and the green flame on its body was slowly extinguished.

　　 "It's a pity that the monsters in this world don't drop strange things like magic cores."

　　 Strange words were spoken by a strange voice. Jenkins' vocal cords were also injured, but fortunately, it is not difficult to treat, just wipe it with his hand.

　　 stood there and waited for a while, confirming that the blue aura representing the alien species dimmed a little, and Jenkins went to check the situation of the coachman who was kicked out of the car.

　　He didn't die, but was kicked and held his breath. He opened his clothes and saw that there was a cross between a leather whip and a sharp blade tattooed on the spine of his back. Jenkins squinted his eyes for a while before remembering what it meant.

　　 "The cult organization [Whip of the Dead].....The followers of the evil **** [Lord of the Slaughter] have come to Nolan? I haven't heard the news... Besides, how can cultists mix with alien species?"

　　 He thought for a long time but didn't understand, so he could only draw a rope to tie up the coachman, and then stuffed it into the carriage with the body of the Balrog.

　　 After doing all this, Jenkins turned and looked at the empty field, confirmed that there was no omission, and then hugged his cat and climbed into the carriage. Picking up the reins, he asked his cat:

　　 "Chocolate, can you drive a carriage?"

　　 Kitty doesn't care about this stupid question at all.

　　 "What a coincidence, neither will I."

　　 Jenkins can't even ride a horse, let alone a carriage.