The Master of the Strange Realm

The nails on both hands were painted bright red, the nails were thin and long, and there was a small piece of Mr. Benz's flesh on the fingertips of his right hand.

"That gentleman is right. We must use B-06-4-5509, the secret candle of the circus, to hide ourselves, so that we can safely use the machine to obtain that thing."

His voice was cold and low, yet had an inexplicable charm. When some scary eyes looked around, they did not find the key corpse as expected.

"So, can you two tell me where my things went?"

Based on the color and number of the light spots, this was obviously the level 7 vampire who should have been seriously injured by Miss Bevanna and the demigod priest of the Storm Lord Church. And if "that gentleman" in his mouth refers to the omniscient mirror, then what happened tonight can be explained as this group of people trying to use B-08-02- in order to obtain the [real phantom] 8214 machine and A-12-02-3320 corpse synthesize some kind of material.

But unfortunately, that is limited omniscience, and mistakes will inevitably occur when it comes to gods. For example, the corpse was still destroyed.

"Jenkins, you go first! Don't look back!"

After giving a quick instruction, Captain Binsi rushed towards the enemy without hesitation. But he didn't even survive a single move before he was knocked unconscious. Even if Jenkins wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, it was too late.

"wasted."

Looking at the dead Mr. Benz, the strange alien licked his lips and sighed softly, then looked at Jenkins again:

"Can you tell me now, young man. Where did the body go?"

Jenkins raised his head and looked at him. Although he had been exposed to death frequently after coming to this world. But even so, he still couldn't accept the death of a familiar person in front of him.

"Level 7, not a demigod..."

"Sorry, what did you say?"

The other person asked politely.

"I mean, I have to push myself to finish you off in a few minutes, so I'm going to share my secret with you."

The alien opposite tilted his head, still not understanding what the lunatic opposite was talking about.

"Twin~born~evil~demons!"

Angry voices echoed in the pipes along with the black figure speeding out, and rumbling sounds erupted one after another in the small space.

The explosion also caused a worse landslide, and after all the dust settled, there were still some large and complete gaps in this area. The vampire, who had drained his own blood to resist the demonic flames, lay in the gap formed by two boulders.

Most of his blood was spread around his body to form a shield to withstand the explosion, and now his body was as shriveled as a dying old man.

There seemed to be something extremely terrifying in the dusty and dark space in front of him. For some reason, he suddenly started to tremble uncontrollably.

Pressing the hand like a match stick on the ground, the surface of the gravel quickly turned into a mirror, and at the same time, the body sank into the mirror little by little. A ray of blue light shot out from the darkness. The moment the light came into contact with the mirror, a string of characters covered the mirror.

With a bang, all the mirrors were broken.

He couldn't understand the instinctive feeling of fear at all, but he soon no longer had to. After meowing softly, the beautiful black and white kitten sauntered out of the darkness.

Light seeped out from behind the collapsed ruins, and the patter of footsteps seemed to stir the heart that had stopped long ago.

"Jenkins, there is no need for you to be angry about this kind of thing. Everything will be fine~"

Jenkins and Alexia stood side by side looking at it. The short, beautiful girl was holding a somewhat illusory square prism in her hands.

It appears azure and undergoes a slight spinning motion, with more ethereal mathematical characters floating within the cube. This cube, which Alexia calls the "Mathematical Rubik's Cube," is her first step on the road to becoming a demigod. In some ways, the cube embodies the entire essence of her power.

"Do you need me to deal with him now?"

the woman asked gently.

There is also a considerable difference between level 7 and level 7. Even though Alexia is less than a fraction of the alien species in front of her, all the creatures present do not doubt whether she has this ability - in fact, even if she is ordinary, Level 8 demigod grantors may not be Miss Miller's opponent.

She took another, more difficult path.

"No, I still need to ask some questions."

Jenkins took a deep breath and suppressed the nameless rage in his heart. He bent down and picked up his cat, and then said:

"The people from the church should be coming soon. I will take Mr. Benz's... body and Captain Binsi to the ground first. Can you take care of him first?"

"Give me a spiritual magnet, and I will take his consciousness to Loen."

"Can it be done?"

"Yes, although I am not proficient in rituals, we should all agree that mathematics is the basis of all principles and it can solve everything."

But after taking the magnet from Jenkins' hand, Alexia did not leave immediately.

She looked face to face at Jenkins, who was wearing a monocle, in the dark, and then motioned for him to bend down. When Jenkins complied, the woman held his shoulders, stood on tiptoes, and kissed the man's forehead gently:

"All mortals are mortal, and you understand this better than I do. Don't let anger destroy your reason. The Jenkins I know can always remain rational."

The expression in the chocolate-glowing cat's eyes showed that it was very unhappy now.

The body of the vampire was left in place, and the consciousness was escorted to Loen City by Alexia. For safety, Jenkins had broken all his limbs and evaporated 90% of the remaining blood with flames.

It took half an hour to move the two dead and alive human bodies to clear a barely passable road from the collapsed pipe.

At about the same time, a large number of footsteps were heard in the distance. When Jenkins saw Miss Befanna appearing with light spots all around her, he smiled at her reluctantly.

Chapter 599 Chapter 588 Princess's Glasses

After Jenkins returned to the church, the B-08-02-8214 machine and the B-06-4-5509 candle were all recovered by the church. The former was embedded in the soil as a whole and could only be transported back to the church by transferring the whole body.

Jenkins watched as people carried away the soulless body of the vampire, watched as Captain Binsey, who was awakened by treatment, was as silent as he was, and finally saw people covering Mr. Benz with a white cloth.

He entrusted Alexia to help him with the transaction with Miss Silver Flute, and stayed in the church until the old man appeared and spoke.

"Don't comfort me, mortals will die, I have long understood this truth. And Mr. Benz encountered an accident while performing the church's mission, which is a matter of honor."

He slowly drew the holy emblem on his chest.

The old man patted his shoulder and sat next to Jenkins.

"It's good that you understand... What exactly is going on? I just got the news."

"The A-12-02-3320 soul-exchange corpse incident has been ended, and the core corpse of the incident was burned by me personally. Those vampires also need that corpse. They have to use the equivalent exchange machine to convert the materials they need, but they also know through a channel similar to divination that there will be an accident tonight, so what happened just now happened."

What happened after Captain Binxi fell into a coma was fabricated by Jenkins. He took this opportunity to reveal to the church that the vampires have a "magic mirror". Anyway, the alien will never wake up, so Jenkins doesn't have to worry about his lies being exposed.

"Who saved you?"

"The twin demons and his companions should be the man in black robes, because he also wants that corpse. After all, it is also part of the weird thing..."

The old man nodded and didn't ask any more questions. The two were sitting on chairs by the corridor at this time. He looked up at the sky covered by dark clouds, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He glanced at Jenkins secretly, and there was no expression on his face.

"Jenkins, everything will be fine."

"......I understand, old man. I understood a long time ago that all mortals must die."

After his father left, Jenkins said hello to Miss Befanna and went back to his room to rest. He touched the kitten curled up on the side of the pillow, then held the spiritual magnet tightly and came to Loen City.

It was no longer the familiar dim room and comfortable cushioned chair. This was obviously a study room with a large area.

He sat on the wooden chair in front of the desk. On the other side of the desk, Miss Stuart was wearing a burgundy coat and holding a pen, looking at the paper in front of her distressedly. Julia stood aside with a tea tray, and Alexia sat on the sofa near the window.

Although the curtains were closed and the light in the room was sufficient, Jenkins still vaguely saw the snowflakes falling outside the window.

Hearing the sound, Miss Stuart raised her head nervously and carefully observed Jenkins' expression. Perhaps Alexia revealed a little about what happened just now. Jenkins then realized that she was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made the girl look more delicate.

He adjusted his mood and put the chocolate on the desk:

"Miss Stuart, why are you wearing glasses? I remember that your eyesight should be very good."

"For decoration."

She took off her glasses and handed them to Jenkins. It was indeed a flat mirror.

"Don't worry about me."

The man hesitated as he spoke. He did not return the glasses, but suddenly put them on his face in a very rude manner, and then smiled at the three women in the room, and they couldn't help laughing.

The vampires who were brought to Loen City are now in a strict state of restraint. Now is Miss Stuart's study and party time, and Jenkins will not interrogate at this time.

The place where they are now is Miss Stuart's study in the palace. Although it is called a "study", in fact, the area is at least three times the area of ​​Jenkins' room in the church. There are three rows of bookshelves against the wall, and in the space between the bookshelves there are desks, small coffee tables, round tables and other furniture. There are also decorative storage tables and sofas on the wall next to the window. Golden ornaments can be seen everywhere, and the first-class crystal chandelier is brighter than the light of the gas lamp.

This is a luxurious room that most people can't imagine.

Stuart is doing the arithmetic homework assigned by Alexia. They are all very common applied arithmetic problems. Mr. Writer and his cat think that the difficulty is not very great, but Her Royal Highness the Third Princess is almost going crazy.

Alexia is a very responsible teacher. She asked Miss Stuart to finish those questions before the party of four could begin. This further made Dolores feel sad, and she could only look down at the paper while eavesdropping on the conversation of the other two.

"I placed that thousand-year-old wooden heart in the alley you must pass from the church to Dad's antique store. The brick wall at the east entrance of Rotten Fish Alley is like a randomly thrown dead branch. I think you should can see.”

"Okay, I'll take it back tomorrow morning."

He thought for a while and added, "Now I only lack the last two wooden hearts to prepare the potion. I hope this matter can be resolved as soon as possible. I am really interested in Mr. Salaimanda's purpose." ”

"But potions are not easy to drink. You need to be more careful. Speaking of which, I have prepared the materials for the hemolytic toxin. When are you going to prepare it?"

"As soon as possible, the potion preparation cycle is not long. Maybe this weekend. I remember that Miss Stuart is very interested in preparing potions. She can also go and have a look then."

Dolores pretended not to hear, still lowering her head and pretending to write. But in fact, the corners of her beautiful mouth were slightly raised, and she didn't know how to express the joy in her heart.

When he came to Loen last week, Jenkins unexpectedly attended a dance at Julia's request, and even had a duel with an ordinary person whose name he couldn't remember.

Although Alexia was not present at the time, she heard about the whole incident from Julia afterwards. She had no problem with Jenkins having sex with an ordinary person, but it was too risky for him to appear rashly next to Miss Stuart:

"What Dolores needs now is help hidden in the dark. This can at least act as a deterrent."

The man smiled apologetically, and for the sake of this smile, she did not continue to blame this rather immature man.

Chapter 600 Chapter 589 The people in the photo

Alexia had long noticed that Miss Stuart was not interested in studying. In fact, everyone in the room had noticed this.

It wasn't until the Third Princess was forced to promise to make up for the missed homework and preview next week's classes in advance that the gathering of the four officially began.

The first topic Jenkins brought up was his own troubles.

"Fantasy flowers? I didn't expect such a thing to exist in Nora Parish. I can help you, Jenkins, but you still have to figure out how to deal with your lover's hair."

Alexia's peripheral vision saw Julia holding down Miss Stuart with her hands to prevent her from giving some inappropriate suggestions.

"When you left Nolan City, my flower had already entered the second stage. I would always feel unwilling to give up and let it continue to grow."

He caught the cat sniffing the ink bottle. He still remembered that he drew a few strokes on its forehead before luring it into the bathroom, but now this trick would definitely not work.

"Is there anything new happening here at Luen? I noticed that we have been talking about me."

he asked again.

"Everything is peaceful. But the holder of the killing mark has also appeared here, and almost all the local benefactors know the news. In addition, in the snowfield further north of Loen, someone discovered A-01-1-8322 , Snowman Legion. But there is no evidence to support this news, and there is no feedback from the personnel sent by the church.”

Alexia said, staring at the cat under Jenkins' hand not knowing what she was thinking.

"Trick?"

"Yes, I think Dolores should know better."

She gave the opportunity to speak to Miss Stuart.

"Yes, I stole... and saw some information in the library. A-01-1-8322 is a strange object that only appears in winter, and there must be a human settlement near the place where it appears. . This kind of monster is composed of a large number of living snowmen. When a certain number is gathered, they will form an organized attack on human settlements, and their behavior will be the same as that of human armies. "

"So what powers do they use?"

Jenkins asked with interest. He was always full of curiosity about this kind of strange thing that would not threaten him.

"Snowmen can use most low-level ice and snow spell abilities, and they are very powerful. Whenever they break through a human settlement, they will use an extremely cruel method to transform humans into their own kind. But they are not Not considered a threat, all snowmen are extremely afraid of fire. In theory, even a brave and sturdy farmer with a torch can easily win in a one-on-one battle. Any kind of special fire. They are their deadly nemesis. If they really appear, the church will have enough power to completely eliminate them as long as traces can be found."

While the party was going on, the servant knocked on the door unexpectedly. If a strange man is found in the princess's study, even Nolan may hear the tidbits a week later. Jenkins immediately disappeared and returned to Nolan, but found that he had forgotten to bring back the chocolate.

When Alexia informed him that he could go back ten minutes later, he saw the cat sleeping on its stomach on the top of the bookshelf in the corner of the study room.

Behind it is a portrait of a noble young man wearing a red cloak and smiling with his head held high. Jenkins believed that there was some exaggeration and beautification by the painter. Apart from the color, it was hard for him to imagine that a man's face could be so fair.

"This is my great-grandfather, Ensidor Stuart."

Miss Stuart introduced, "My grandfather said that he was a very serious man. He died before I was born."

The young man in the painting looked very familiar, probably because Miss Stuart's face was very similar to his. Jenkins quickly lost interest in him and planned to share with everyone what he had encountered today.

"Meow~"

A kind reminder.

"No, it's more than familiar!"