Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Jenkins snorted again and bent down to put his face in front of the man's. The flames overflowed from every pore on his face, making him as terrible as the legendary flame spirit, but these flames did not harm anyone.

　　 The Miss Magic on the side tickled, but said nothing.

　　 "Okay, okay, Mr. Alexander is looking for something, a shadowless lamp! Yes, he is looking for that shadowless lamp! He promised me that as long as I can help him, he will introduce me to his organization."

　　 "What organization?"

　　 "No, I can't say!"

　　 He pierced his throat and made a sound like a castrated rooster.

　　 Without any hesitation, Jenkins' palm fell immediately, but was stopped by Miss Magic.

　　 "Don't be like this, you can see that you should rarely do such things... His death is not good for us."

　　 Even though Mr. Candle's brutality was shocking, the woman's rich experience made her see that the person in front of her was just forcing herself to act like this, and the real murderer could not just be pretended to be cruel.

　　 "I have a special ability to induce people to tell the truth, but in this matter, you owe me a favor."

　　 "Okay, but I will never help you do illegal things."

　　 Jenkins pointed this out.

　　 The woman showed a mocking expression, but only for a moment.

　　 She stretched out her palm and wiped it on the face of the man who was tied up. The dagger felt inexplicable at first when she was born, but soon she was extremely tired. Before he could even utter those unbearable dirty words again, he fell asleep and fell asleep.

　　 "My abilities are useful to those who are lower than my level, and those equal to or higher than me may fail."

She first declared this to Jenkins, and then took two goose-yellow wooden boards with a smooth surface from her pocket, sandwiched the wooden boards between the fingers of her right hand, and whispered complex spells while gently pulling them. .

　　 If judged by the standard of “the more syllables of the spell, the more complex the spell”, the ability she uses is definitely the strongest spell Jenkins has seen so far.

　　 Without any special effects of light and shadow, the drowsy dagger first raised his head, opened his godless eyes and looked straight ahead, even though there was only the crooked wooden fence of the abandoned cemetery.

　　 "You can ask."

　　 The woman's tone became weaker inexplicably, and Jenkins nodded slightly:

　　 "What organization does Mr. Alexander want to introduce you to?"

"tree house."

　　'S voice was the same as before, but the answer made Jenkins couldn't believe it. He actually heard the news twice within half an hour.

　　 "It shouldn't be a coincidence. Could it be that Dagger was born here for the letter?"

　　 He wrinkled, and asked again.

　　 "What does he want that lamp for?"

"do not know."

　　 "Why are you returning to Nolan City?"

　　 "Mr. Alexander is missing, but I know he has a companion in Nolan."

"first name."

　　 "I don't know the name."

　　 "Why are you here?"

　　 "The gentleman asked me to recall a letter. This is his test of me."

　　 The guess is correct.

　　 "Where is that gentleman?"

"it's here."

　　 This sentence came from the rear. Jenkins and Miss Magic turned their heads together, and outside the broken fence of the cemetery appeared an elegant middle-aged man in black formal wear and a neat beard on his upper lip.

　　 He wears a pair of elegant glasses and a silver-white watch on his lowered right wrist.

　　 "Eighth level... Demigod."

　　 Jenkins's heart sank immediately, "Don't worry..."

　　 Winter clothes are enough to hide the metal block of the palm of his chin. The recent chaos in the city has made him once again develop the habit of taking all his belongings out of the house.

　　 turned his head and glanced at Miss Magic:

　　 "You leave first, the things here have nothing to do with you."

　　If you are really forced to use divinity, all witnesses will be destroyed for safety. Jenkins is still unwilling to attack this lady who is barely a friend.

　　 "No one should leave. I really didn't expect that Alexander made such a big mistake before his death. Let me guess who you are... New God believer?"

　　 He gave this answer with a nasty smile:

　　 "You are weaker than I thought. I thought that the believers of the new gods are at least the strong ones who set foot on the path of demigods."

　　 Jenkins breathed slowly to suppress his inner emotions, he reminded:

　　 "This is a level 8 demigod...Don't get too close to him. He has 8 fighting abilities. We are not opponents in close combat."

　　Miss Magic nodded slightly, and Mr. Clark's eyes sharpened.

　　 "Divination? Prophecy? Magic Eye? It's getting more and more interesting..."

　　 The body disappeared into the air like a bubble, and then a huge force came from the left side of Jenkins, and his fist penetrated his abdomen. Stretching his arm back, he disappeared again before Jenkins fell to the ground and appeared beside Miss Magic. His fist hit the transparent rune barrier beside her, making a horrible sound.

　　 "God bless me!"

　　 The energy column exploded from the pendant on his chest as he shouted loudly, but the man who was forced to disappear again exploded with the black shadow that emerged behind him.

　　 The energy pillar plowed a scorched gully on the ground, and the somewhat embarrassed Mr. Clark slammed on the ground. The spell made the ground at the feet of Miss Magic protrude the stone pillar, and the woman was directly knocked into the air.

　　 "Heh~"

　　 leaped violently and kicked at the floating woman, but the foot in the air came across, and another kicking man collided with him.

　　 Jenkins, with his broken right leg, fell to the ground and rolled a few laps before stopping when his forehead hit the corner of the hard tombstone. Miss Magic stepped forward to support him, and Jenkins gritted his teeth and covered the wound with his green smoked hand.

　　 "Where is your companion?"

　　 Although the flying kick was interrupted, Mr. Clark was not injured. He misunderstood the dark shadow that appeared abruptly behind him, thinking that the "twin devil" was also nearby.

　　 "It's okay, hold my hand tight."

　　Miss Magic Khan Jinjin's hand held Jenkins's hand, and the two figures flashed and turned into strange colored blocks in the crackling sound. The color blocks rapidly rotated and contracted toward the "inside", driving the two of them to move in space.

　　 When Mr. Clark saw this, he bent down slightly, his black lion tattoo covering his face.

　　 "Heh~"

　　 rushed over with the afterimages and air waves, knocking the bodies of the men and women out of the floating color blocks.

　　 Jenkins blocked the front again, quickly found his balance, and jumped to the side swiftly holding the woman. He looked like a dexterous cat, with his toes rubbing against the fragile trunk of the dead tree and leaping upwards. He flipped at the highest point and jumped out 70 feet (approximately 21.3m) abruptly with a kick on his right leg.

　　Miss Magic, who was interrupted from casting a spell in her arms, spit out a large amount of black blood forward, and barely supported Jenkins's arm to stand firmly.

　　 "Unexpectedly, in this era, I can still see people who are as fond of martial arts as I am."

　　 Mr. Clark took off his glasses as he said, took a handkerchief out of the chest pocket of his jacket and wrapped it up, and then retracted it into his pocket.

　　 He seems to appreciate the ability of [Cat's Elegance].

　　 "I think the twin demons shouldn't be here... just now it was a disposable item, with a small amount of power stored? No, there is no need to answer me, I am not at all interested."

"are you OK?"

　　 Jenkins asked in a low voice, urging the breath of healing to pass on the spirit of life. The woman whispered "Um~", but Jenkins still felt her body tremble.

"When I was 21 years old, I watched the Saruda Eagle hunting on the highest peak of the Lopida Mountains. I felt that I gained the ability of [Eagle Claw]. This ability is not uncommon, but so far, 32 gifts The person died in my hands."

　　 Fingers were bent twice in the air. In addition to the exaggerated sound of the joints, Jenkins also saw the cyan light passing between the fingers.

　　 The current situation is very bad, Jenkins and Miss Magic are actually not Mr. Clark's opponents at all. The two of them have almost exhausted all the means, and Mr. Clark is just defensive, has not really attacked with strength, and has not shown the real horror of a demigod gifter.

　　 This man can crush two people even if he only depends on his physical fitness. So far, the biggest damage he has suffered is the one that was blown up by the "twin devil". No matter how tyrannical the physical body is, he will inevitably be affected by the demon flame.

　　 Clark’s speed is extremely fast, and Jenkins’s two lethal abilities are not instantaneous, which means that even if they counterattack, they are likely to be interrupted during the casting phase like Miss Magic.

　　 glanced at the chocolate, it crouched obediently next to the gray-haired man who was still tied up, not understanding Jenkins’s eyes when he asked it to ask someone for help.

　　PS: There are at least 40 chapters left before the end of this volume...Don't be so anxious, you won't be abruptly gain abilities.

Chapter 613 Chapter 602 Destiny and Cat

　　 "Do you still have a way?"

　　 Seeing that the situation is critical, Jenkins asked his companion again in a low voice.

　　 "Yes, but some preparation time is needed."

　　 The woman also answered in a weak voice.

　　 "Okay, then please be faster before I get killed..."

　　 said, she let go of Miss Magic, and took a step forward alone, sinking her right foot deeply into the snow. In fact, there is still another way, and that is to go to Luen City to find Alexia for help, just like against the vampire that day. But Jenkins was not sure whether each of the spiritual magnets was by her side, and it was obviously not a good idea to let the consciousness leave the body in this case.

　　 "I think you should know..."

　　 Before he could finish the words, Mr. Clark disappeared into the air again. He didn't mean to talk nonsense with Jenkins at all. Jenkins twisted his body subconsciously, and the paw trying to grab the heart only took a small piece of meat off his arm.

The combination of immortality and healing ability allowed Jenkins to hold on for some more time. He would also intermittently use [Grant of Knowledge] and [Profane Production] to force Mr. Clark to retreat and prevent him from approaching the magic of kneeling on one knee behind him and raising his hands high. Miss.

　　 This is the first hard fight Jenkins faces in the true sense. Although the divine nature is in his hands and does not worry about losing in the end, the pain in the body will not disappear.

　　 It can be seen that Clark did not exert all his strength, otherwise Jenkins would lose. He should have suddenly become interested in the enemy in front of him, especially the kind of regeneration ability beyond imagination.

　　 Although he avoided the premonition of defeat of "listening to the nonsense of the enemy", he fell into another trap of "I can win, so I have to live".

　　 But Mr. Clark's IQ is normal after all. Seeing that there was a stalemate for a while, he hesitated, took the initiative to take a step back for the first time, and then stretched out the thumb of his right hand to face Jenkins.

　　 An illusion of being stared at by a prehistoric behemoth surged in my heart, and at this moment, I felt amazing heat in my back.

　　 "Get away!"

　　 the woman reminded.

Jenkins kicked his feet and jumped to the side. Almost immediately before landing, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Mr. Clark’s thumb nails falling off and flying out, and a silver humanoid skeleton holding a giant axe walked away from behind the nails. Come out, grow bigger and rush towards this side; and in the other direction, a beam of light from the sky shone in front of Miss Magic, and a fuzzy shadow in a red cloak slid like a ghost and rushed towards Mr. Clark.

　　 The energy of the lasing and the aftermath of the explosion almost collapsed the tomb-keeper's hut on the side, and the heat evaporated all the snow in the entire cemetery. Smelling the scorching smell of some hair, Jenkins didn't care to check whether he was injured, and immediately put his hand on the gravel on the ground and got up. Wearing a monocle, he found the fallen one in the thick black smoke. Miss Magic.

　　 She doesn't even have the strength to stand up, her body is as soft as without bones, and she can only lean on Jenkins in order not to fall down.

　　 In the other direction, Mr. Clark walked out of the big hole in the center of the explosion with heavy steps. Except for the messy clothes and black scorch marks and holes, straight hair and neat beards seem to be laughing at the two people on the opposite side.

　　 "B-11-5-0482, stand-in doll."

　　 The woman groaned / chanted.

　　 "Yes...I understand, believers of the **** of rituals, this is really rare. I didn't expect that there would be believers of this goddess in Nolan City."

　　 Clark said lightly, not getting close to Jenkins and Miss Magic. With a virtual grip in his right hand, a black spear was extended to both ends with the palm as the center little by little, and finally appeared completely in the hand.

　　 "This is... a gift!"

　　 Jenkins swallowed.

　　 "If you have a way to leave, then please leave me alone."

　　 The woman's lips were trembling, and her strength was not enough to support her to say this completely.

　　 "No, no need to leave."

　　 Although a little unwilling, but now I can only use divinity. As for Miss Magic, I only hope that the almighty divinity can also give Jenkins the ability to erase memories.

　　 "No, there are other possibilities!"

　　 has been in a dilemma more than once, but every fate can give guidance. Called out the light spot of ability and activated [Unknown Road Ahead].

　　 But it didn't work, this time fate did not give Jenkins any hint. At least so far, he has not clearly grasped those important fate nodes.

　　 The cat, who didn't want to move, just wanted to return to the warm embrace as soon as possible, had to trot into the pit that was still smoking. The explosion just now didn't have any effect on Mr. Clark. Damage to his clothes caused something in his pocket to accidentally fall out.

　　 No one noticed that the cat quickly digs a small hole in the warm soft soil with its paws, and then pulled out a test tube containing a rusty liquid from the soil.

　　 It glanced at the things under its paws with disgust, then lowered its head to bite, jumped out of the pit and ran towards Jenkins.

　　 No one paid attention to this little animal on the edge of the battlefield. It easily made a big circle and appeared from behind Jenkins.