Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 The two of them chased and fled. In the snowy field in the middle of the night, they did not know how far they ran out. Finally, Jenkins caught up with the man in a dry wood.

　　 Jenkins panted and raised his hand to signal the person in front of him to stop, while his opposite, the glamorous female ice archer in the dark, emitted a faint blue light, drew his bowstring and aimed at Jenkins's enemy.

　　 "So it was you."

　　 Jenkins said breathlessly, he hadn't had such a long and violent run for a long time. The man in front of him with no eyesight was a member of the exploratory team that set out in the morning. Jenkins didn't remember his name, only that he was a member of the [Church of War and Victory].

　　 "I said, where did you get the steam bomb? I remember that there doesn't seem to be such a thing in the supplies we transported this time?"

　　 As he asked, he tilted his head to the left, and the blue light beam flew past his face and hit the dead tree behind him.

　　 Accompanied by the crackling sound, the beam of light left a white spot after hitting the tree trunk, and then the hoarfrost spread towards the tree. Even if Jenkins didn't turn around, he could feel the extreme cold brought by the frozen trees behind him.

　　 It is already early spring, and the unexpected snowfall has brought the night temperature back to the cold winter.

　　 Jenkins and the ice archer in the cold wind blocked the escaped man one after another, but the opponent didn't care about the archer and still pointed at Jenkins with the index finger of his right hand.

　　 The ice blue beam just now was emitted from the index finger, and Jenkins could even see the faintly visible snowflake ice blue rune on the finger’s nail.

　　 But this is not an ability or a ritual, or even a numbered item:

　　 "You are not a human being."

　　 Jenkins said with certainty.

"you caught me?"

　　 The man repeated this fact calmly.

　　 "Yes, I found it during the day...Can you tell me where the real owner of this face is?"

　　 A black shadow appeared behind Jenkins, and a strange "Didi" sound appeared in the wind. Black flames flickered around this shadow. If anyone could watch this scene now, they would definitely think that Jenkins's body was entangled by the black fire.

　　 "That human being was killed by me...Huh? What? You found out a long time ago?"

Chapter 1229 The Battle of the Snowy Night

　　 The middle-aged man who realized something was wrong raised his right foot in black leather boots and stomped on the ground. With this as the center, the invisible shock wave blows away the snow on the ground, exposing the smooth ice below.

The snow layer is peeling off layer by layer, and the strange wind blows the snow on the ground, which is scattered in the air like dust; the dry trees that were bluntly inserted in the snow fell in the strong wind, gliding along the ice surface. Far away.

　　 This is not a dry forest in a snowy field at all, it is a wide river covered by ice. Someone camouflaged this place in advance, so that the snow surface did not look like ice. In the dark night, Jenkins, who was unfamiliar with the nearby terrain, broke in at once, but didn't know that this was a trap that had already been set up.

"I know that you are the strongest in the human wizarding army. As long as you stay, this team will not be a problem. Humans, you are the first opponent I have encountered since I accidentally awakened from the ancient times. ."

　　 "Witcher? What age is this vocabulary?"

　　 Jenkins thought weirdly that, at least in this era, the transcendents would uniformly call themselves the "grant". In the more ancient era, strange names such as "witch", "spellcaster", "golden human", "alchemist" and so on have also appeared.

　　 The term "wizard" can be traced back at least to an age older than the 12th era, which was already tens of thousands of years ago in the material world.

　　 The violent wind swept across the snow and danced wildly in the sky, and the clouds covered the bimonthly. In the dark night, the light arrow shot by the ice archer illuminates the ground, but the light arrow did not hit the target and could only regretfully disappear into the distance of the river.

　　 instructed the ice archer to continue shooting arrows, and at the same time made the twin demons pounce forward, Jenkins kept backing up, but he could not leave the ice.

　　 Snow gradually covered his shoulders, and the chill seeping from under the ice made his limbs numb. Suddenly, I heard the sound of thousands of people singing in unison, suddenly lowered their heads and looked down, the sound turned out to be from below the ice surface.

　　 "Damn, what happened to me?"

　　 The circulating flames fell from the cuffs to the ice, splashing little sparks. The fire corroded the ice, but only left a shallow dent.

　　 This huge piece of ice is self-contained, and the power of frost exists in all corners of this piece of ice. If you want to break through the ice, you have to fight against all the frost forces in the nearby area at a considerable distance. This is almost a human fight against nature.

　　 The twin demons have exploded, but it is a pity that those black demon flames cannot provide light to Jenkins. In the snowstorm, Jenkins called out the monocle, and as far as his eyes were, there was mottled power everywhere in the space.

　　 It's not that there is a problem with the space itself, but that there is a problem with the flying snowflakes. These weird snow and ice at the foot seem to constitute a huge prison in the sky and the ground, and the only goal of the prison is Jenkins.

　　 He clenched the chess piece in his hand, and hit the air in front of him with his fist. The fist happened to collide with the ice-blue light, and a layer of frost was formed on the palm of his hand, but it was quickly absorbed by the chess piece.

　　 The snow on the endless ice surface was completely swept into the sky at this time. The violent wind and snow surrounded Jenkins like a tornado, and the force of the extreme cold eroded his body, but could not affect his soul.

　　 Although his gradually frozen body slows his speed, his high spirit is like the sun, giving him a steady stream of power.

　　 With his left hand swirling in the air, a translucent ice shield appeared in front of Jenkins, blocking the icy blue light from the wind and snow. But this is only passive defense, at this moment Jenkins can't even find the trace of the enemy.

　　 His eyes can still see the mottled aura, but the aura is scattered all over the air, as if his enemies are everywhere.

　　 This is definitely not a phenomenon that can be explained by alien talents. That man may have mastered even more terrifying power.

　　 "I am invincible in the current weather."

　　 An echoing voice came from all directions, mixed with the oozing singing under the ice, as if a group of people were repeating the same sentence around Jenkins. He stood still and looked around him, but there was nothing but snow.

　　 "Merge with Blizzard, this is the greatest reward you can get."

　　 Deeper under the ice, the volume of the strange chanting composed of thousands of people reached a new height at this moment. In the snow in the sky, the singing was even somewhat romantic, but Jenkins only felt that his internal organs were frozen when the song entered his ears.

　　 The coolness spread from the inside of the body to the whole body, and his body became more rigid. He lacked the experience of fighting in this kind of weather.

　　 "You...incarnate into Piaoxue?"

　　 He said to the air.

　　 "Yes, I am omnipresent and omniscient now, and I am the bounds of this region..."

　　 "God, you love the world!"

　　 At this moment, a louder and louder prayer came from an invisible distance, interrupting the voices of the flying snowflakes.

　　A golden light spot appeared in the distance on the horizon, bursting out like the first-born sun. That brilliant magical brilliance illuminates everything at this moment, and the warm power made Jenkins finally breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 "I said, I have long discovered that you are not human. Yes, just when you followed the expedition team back to the camp."

　　 This monster incarnate as a snowflake, no matter how powerful it is, can't escape Jenkins's eyes. After discovering that someone was mixing with the exploratory team to return, Jenkins quickly figured out a way to tell others about his discovery, and the rabbit meat incident was only the final confirmation.

　　 Including him recklessly chasing it out alone, it was all within the plan. Everyone just wanted to see the real purpose of this person who came in, so they worked so hard to perform this scene on such a cold night.

　　 It’s just that there were still some accidents. Soon after he was chased out, Jenkins found that the large unit that should have been hanging behind him seemed to be lost, so he dared to use some inconvenient abilities in the early stages of the battle.

　　 The arrow that shot into the air just now didn't intend to hit, but the arrow that flew far away attracted the companions. When those familiar magical light spots appeared in the distance, Jenkins knew that he didn't need to worry.

　　 Accompanied by a huge team of more than two hundred benefactors walking in stride, the solemn face came into Jenkins' eyes in turn. Everyone praised the gods loudly. Although everyone’s beliefs are different, in this era, the Orthodox Church is united, and these praises and prayers are gathered together without any barriers.

　　 In the brilliant golden light of magic arts, the benefactors walked towards the battlefield in the center of the lake. Wherever they passed, the wind stopped and the snow stopped, the golden light shone all over the world, and the power of the gods dispelled the darkness.

Chapter 1230 Chapter 1209 Miracles in the World

　　 "This is really spectacular."

　　 The golden light in the dark night is like the sun rising from the horizon. Jenkins couldn't help but admired that it was the first time he saw so many gifters act at the same time. Although the number of more than 200 people still cannot cause qualitative change, the accumulation of quantity is surprising.

　　 This is the age of peace, and in those chaotic ages, the age when the church was unable to systematically cultivate the benefactors under order, this kind of scene is unimaginable.

　　 The wind and snow swirling around Jenkins increased the strength of the attack, and the rotating snowflakes left scars on Jenkins' cheeks like sharp blades.

　　 But although Jenkins couldn't find a way to destroy the Blizzard, at least his defense was okay.

　　 A green circle was reflected on the smooth ice surface, and the shape of a small emerald tree filled the circle. Jenkins stepped on the soul emblem under his feet and looked at the people approaching him. Although he was surprised that the emblem always appeared under his feet when he used [Life Source] with all his strength recently, but now is not a good time to think about this kind of thing.

"I can't destroy the flying snow of your incarnation, but two hundred people can destroy you; I can't melt every snowflake, but the determination of two hundred devout believers can. I really don't know what courage you have, I dare to provoke such a team. I hope you can understand at the last moment of your life that a pious heart is the biggest nemesis of a monster like you."

　　 Jenkins raised his right hand while saying beautiful words that don't want gold pounds, and most of the spirit in his body poured into the ice chess piece in the palm of his hand. He had long discovered that this chess piece could increase the ability of the Frost class, and now that the large force has arrived, he can make some interesting attempts without hesitation.

　　 The light blue brilliance bloomed in Jenkins's right fist, and the dark blue turned the fist into a small ball of light. Even Dolores, an orthodox descendant of Stuart, has never used this chess piece to such an extent.

　　 Amid the high praises of the mortals, the light of Jenkins' right fist became stronger and stronger, and in the end it even shone on everything around him like a blue moon falling under the night sky.

　　 Hoarfrost silently covered the original crystal ice surface, even the speed of the furious flying snow was a bit heavy.

　　 "Ning Bing!"

　　 Jenkins whispered in his heart, and at the same time tried to recall the illusion that everything stagnated and everything died when he was frozen into an ice sculpture.

　　 He closed his eyes and held his hands high, so he didn't see the blue light leaking from his fingers that was brighter. With him as the center, within ten feet, everything moving relative to him was slowly slowing down.

　　 In just two seconds, everything in the ball space with a radius of ten feet (about 3.04m) stopped. Snowflakes are floating around, and the ice crystal fragments next to the boots still remain half in contact with the ice surface. Half of the thread on Jenkins's jacket is within the range of the ball and the other half is outside. The part outside the ball sways with the wind, and the part inside the ball is still.

　　 This is still not over. As the soul touches the crystal chess piece, Jenkins immediately has a different feeling for ice and cold. He looked at the sky and slowly opened his eyes, the light blue light flashed in his eyes for a moment and then disappeared.

　　 The right hand holding the chess piece stretched out in front of him, and the flowing blue brilliance overflowed from the palm of his hand, constantly elongated and deformed.

　　 And when the light flakes solidified, a bow carved with snow patterns appeared in Jenkins' hands.

　　 He looked down at this artwork-like white and blue bow, without noticing that the snow drifting more and more slowly, ten feet away, gathered in the same direction.

　　 Those snowflakes flew to the hills not far away, causing more snow to drift around.

　　 "Roar~"

　　 With a roar, snowflakes piled up in the depths of the darkness, and a huge monster with a face that occupies two-thirds of the height of the body appeared in front of everyone.

　　 Its height is just as high as the surrounding hills, so this image in the dark night is not only not terrible, but has an inexplicable sense of comicality.

It's just that the distorted image of the monster and the cold breath exhaling from it can't be faked. It roars at mortals, and the continuous snow is melting with its body further away, making it live every second Higher and stronger.

　　 "No, why does the power of existence appear here?"

　　 "Which one exists?"

　　 Jenkins asked loudly, and instead of advancing recklessly, he stepped back a few steps into the golden radiant area. His colleagues finally came to him. Everyone wearing cotton caps and cotton clothes looked at the huge creature in the dark with piercing eyes, but no one stopped praying and praised because of fear. sound.

　　 "Come with me!"

　　 Jenkins shouted loudly, pulling the bowstring in his hand, and as the spirit in his body flowed to his hand, the pure golden light arrow appeared in his hand.

"One!"

　　 he shouted, pulling the bowstring to its fullest with all his strength. The gifters around them all raised their right hands to aim at the night sky in front of them, and the golden rays of light made them stand as if they were independent of the night sky.

　　 "Two!"

　　The spirit is condensing, and the spirit is converging, and the golden light arrow grows continuously between the fingers of the string, and the golden pulsing is like a pulsating spark, which is the condensation of the purest magical power.

At the same time, the gifters around them shouted the name of the gods who believed in the righteous gods. This shouting had a chain reaction. Everyone spontaneously shone with the purest golden light, and different magical abilities seemed to merge at this moment. For one.

"three!"

　　 Jenkins shouted and shot the arrow in his hand. The hands held high by the people around him, different magical abilities also played a role.

　　 The golden light under their feet is like a lake that has been pumped away, blending with the brightest golden arrow in the night sky. The arrow left a bright golden afterimage in the air, and then smashed through the snow wall summoned by the giant snow monster and the creatures similar to snowmen that appeared out of thin air.

　　 "Clang~"

　　 As the golden light shot into the monster's forehead, there seemed to be the sound of a bell ringing in his ears. The monster leaned back and fell heavily to the ground, causing violent vibrations in the ice below its feet. He let out a stern howl for the last time, and then the pieces of snow on his body disintegrated and turned into a huge pile of snowy mountains little by little.

　　 Seeing that the mottled aura representing the monster extinguished a little bit, Jenkins retracted his bow-leading posture, and stood at the front of the team with his feet flush with the bow, looking at the night.

　　 The sound of prayer behind him gradually disappeared, and there were some noisy sounds of celebration and discussion behind him.

　　 The golden light under everyone's feet disappeared from back to front, and the last gleam of light gathered around Jenkins for a long time and refused to disperse. The dissipated light finally seemed to put him on a fading golden cloak, and when the last spot of light merged with the night, Jenkins couldn't help sighing.

　　 This is not the end, it is just the beginning. The night is still very long.

Chapter 1231 The first thousand two hundred and ten marching

　　 The huge snow monster that was wiped out by everyone, the only trophy left to them was the azure blue heart-shaped jewel dug out from a mountain-high snowdrift later.

　　 It is not accurate to call it a gem, but more importantly, after Jenkins' identification (eye observation) confirmed, it should be classified as a numbered item.

　　In other words, this is an extraordinary item that can be permanently effective as long as it is not damaged. In this way, the origin of the snow monster that was killed by everyone just now must be extraordinary. Such creatures whose organs in the body can be solidified into special objects after death can be called moving natural disasters, which are the most dangerous disasters that can be encountered in peaceful times.

　　 Of course, it won’t be a peaceful age right now.

When 　　 returned to the camp, the group talked a lot, and everyone looked happy. Although the team won a big victory with just one shot, from the point of view of the harvest, they all know what a terrible monster their opponent is. Therefore, while celebrating the victory, many people are also talking privately about the origins of the somewhat face-to-face young scribe in the Church of the Sage.

　　Although most people don't know the origin of Jenkins, they all know that this must be a strong man specially sent by the Church of the Sages for the war in the north.

Captain Usia was also very excited to tell Jenkins that what happened tonight can definitely be recorded in the annals of history. Although it is impossible to leave a name for everyone in the temple library of Berdylan, it is on the wall of the Ruen church. It is very promising to leave the oil painting.

"The monster that was able to incarnate just now will definitely not be inferior to the powerful commanders in the Yeti Legion! We successfully killed it without any casualties. This is absolutely a miracle! I will remember that just now in my entire life. For a moment!"

　　People are very excited. Although Jenkins is happy, he has to go back to the tent to rest early because of some loss of strength. But the danger has been eliminated, and there are many people who voluntarily watch the night, so he no longer has to worry about safety.

　　 just rushed to activate the chess piece with all his strength, now it looks a bit reckless. Although good results have been achieved, and additional uses of the chess pieces have been discovered, this is almost equivalent to the cost of using [Mechanical Light] once fully.

　　 It seems that the chess pieces are very useful, but the ice archer mode can be replaced with twin demons and turned into a bow alone, and there is no such ability as [Mechanical Light] and [Profane Crafting] that almost kill in one hit. The only advantage is that the shooting range is very long, and because Jenkins is inexplicably good at archery, there is almost no need to consider the possibility of losing.