She mentioned this matter the last time she saw Miss Miller, so the [Unknown Road Ahead] was successfully triggered because of her words.

　　 Things should not be too late, the three of them did not boldly go directly to the search, but separated.

　　 Soon after, Miss Audrey, who was a guest at Nolan, “accidentally” learned the location of a group of cultists through divination. She notified the local Orthodox Church of the incident, and the church sent a combat team to search without hesitation.

　　 Jenkins "coincidentally" was in the church at that time, asking Miss Bevanna some weird questions. Now that he happened to ran into it, he and Miss Bevana participated in the operation together.

　　 "Yes, although there are dangers, since I am a glorious scribe, I must contribute to the church and the diocese. Only in this way can I live up to the title of'Holy Son' bestowed by the sage."

　　 His statement at the time left a deep impression on Miss Bevana who was present.

　　 Although the followers of the Undead Lord did develop a certain scale of power in the local area, when all the main combat troops of the five Orthodox Churches were dispatched, they were almost completely wiped out after resisting for less than half an hour.

　　The most surprising thing is that there is a very strange and terrifying creature in the underground wine cellar of Punton Winery. It was obtained in an accidental experiment by a crazy gifter who pursued immortality.

　　 The creature's appearance is roughly human, but the color of its skin is more like flowing mercury. There are no hairs such as hair on the body, no gender characteristics, and no facial features.

　　 This is a typical man-made creature. Cultists have selected this "gifted" among hundreds of corpses. By holding a ceremony and praying to the undead Lord, this corpse was given too much vitality.

　　 It is almost impossible to kill. Although it does not possess any extraordinary abilities, its strength, speed and reaction time are quite amazing.

　　 Even if the skin is pierced with a special bullet/bullet, it is not blood but a liquid similar to the skin material that leaks from the body. Subsequent investigation results show that these liquids are silver alloys that can remain liquid at room temperature.

　　 Due to the excessive accumulation of vitality, its healing ability is also amazing. It can even regenerate from a severed limb in a few seconds, and even grow two more arms for the convenience of fighting.

　　 The monster with so huge vitality has no fatal weakness at all. In fact, it is more like a container for simply storing vitality.

　　 It caused considerable/trouble for the church to move forward, until the [Night and Secret] church’s night watchman managed to trap it, and the subsequent team was able to go deeper underground in the winery.

　　 But at that time, the cultists had already escaped through another channel. In other words, the church had not gained much, except for a few low-level gifters who were in charge of guarding work.

　　The data stored in this stronghold was also taken away by the cultists who fled in a hurry. The only valuable thing was a report that slipped to the bottom of the cabinet somehow.

　　 The identifiable part of the report pointed out that even the members of the Life Sharing Alliance did not know how to deal with the monster. Due to an unrepeatable accident, too much vitality has accumulated on its body, which is affected by the nature of the corpse and can no longer be used by the living, and the evil **** immortal master is not willing to reclaim them.

　　 The body became what it is now because the cultists injected too much liquid silver into it. They originally planned to use these liquids to replace blood and bring the corpse back to life, but they did not expect it to lead to the formation of monsters.

　　This led to the fact that the monster was actually imprisoned in the winery as a burden. After leaving it and breaking it, it might not have the meaning of getting rid of the burden.

　　 In short, through this action, Jenkins was able to figure out the structure of the cult organization hidden in Punton Winery, and also knew the topography of the hidden place. Although the church has not found a way to deal with the monster, it can only **** it back first, but Jenkins has a way.

　　 In the evening, the treatment work was over. Miss Audrey had hurried to deal with the counterfeit shop break-in incident. Jenkins greeted Captain Bincy in the church and went to Miss Miller’s apartment.

　　 And this whole day was doing nothing to lie in the pocket of Jenkins' coat, occasionally revealing the chocolate in his head, and finally ended the long "sleep" state, and let Jenkins hug it enthusiastically.

　　 Miss Audrey and Miss Miller were already waiting for him in the apartment. The curtains in the house were all drawn, and some complicated patterns were painted on the ground.

　　 "We tried divination again just now."

Miss Audrey explained: "Basically, it is certain that among the escaped cultists, only one is a level 7 gifter, and the others are below level 6. They are not the fuse of the disaster you are looking for. The path of destiny is very clear. They will all die in an accident soon. In other words, the enemy you will face'tomorrow', which is the last 31st, is the immortal silver monster."

　　 "The best result is that you can kill it directly. But if you can't, you can try to trap it as you did today."

　　 Miss Miller concluded.

　　 "I have a way to solve it, but I need some materials."

"There is no problem, you come to me directly tomorrow morning. Come here, let's plan tomorrow, the real trip on the 31st. Because now you only know that there are four things that need to be faced, so you must arrange your time reasonably. But so far, there is no problem. These four things did not happen at one point in time."

　　 The three of them sat together, the flames illuminating their solemn faces.

　　Chocolate quietly lay on the back of the sofa watching this scene, his amber eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

Section 337 Chapter 332 The First Shortcut

　　 "Mr. William, you are still so punctual."

　　 Compared with the last time we met, Mr. Pisco's face is worse. Jenkins even suspected that he would faint in the next second, and this is not impossible.

　　 This time the landlord did not bring refreshments to the two of them. This may be arranged by Mr. Pisco. The fire in the fireplace in the apartment is also much smaller, and only half of the room can barely be illuminated.

　　The flame is as fragile as Mr. Pisco's life.

　　 "You seem to be in a good mood, that would be great. I think my efforts will not be wasted."

　　 "No, I just think I should be able to handle the things that can be handled well. But if my judgment is wrong, then the disaster you predicted will still happen."

　　 He looked at the pale cheek and said.

　　 "I believe in you."

　　 Jenkins is noncommittal, even he himself does not believe in himself. He didn't know whether one of the four events was related to the source of the so-called disaster.

　　 Of course, he did not find that Mr. Pisco was looking at the kitten when he said "believe".

　　 "The time I can hold on is running out. Before I leave the stage, I can explain some problems for you."

　　 He raised his hand with a weak smile and made a request.

"okay then."

　　 Jenkins hesitated, the middle-aged man in front of him had done enough to be called "great". He knew that he could never do this to save others, so he admired such a person more and more.

　　 After sorting out his thoughts, he asked:

　　 "I want to know, how many candidates are there for the savior at the end of the 18th era?"

"Nine, and the symbol of being a candidate is a unique ability that can form a soul emblem. Yes, the emblems of these abilities can cover the original soul emblem, representing that the soul of the gifter is selected by the world and destiny... Phoo~ Sorry, let me take a break... The original candidates for the savior were all born congenital, they were born with those unique abilities, but after so many epochs, in order to deal with the possible catastrophe early ......"

　　 "So, those abilities can be learned by the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, your wisdom is amazing. The savior of each era is different, but there is always someone who can predict in advance what is selected this time. Twin demons, oh, the ancient and tough fighting race, those who are full of The sulphur-smelling guy knew it, but unfortunately he still couldn't beat you in the end."

　　 "What are the nine abilities?"

　　 He thought about it and asked again. In fact, there are still many questions. For example, the savior's emblem does not cover his own emblem.

"I know, but I can't say. Mr. William, these things need to be discovered by yourself. But I am still that point of view, a deliberate suitor, and ultimately can't get anything; only the gifted person who really matches that identity can Get the favor of fate."

　　 "Long Qing?"

　　 "Yes, Mr. Williams."

　　 He again agreed.

　　 As the middle-aged man’s deep voice sounded, the curtains around the room were automatically closed with a clatter. The flames in the fireplace really only left sparks now, and their faces were simultaneously shrouded in darkness.

　　 "Some people have been pursuing the secret of becoming a god, but they don't know where the starting point/point of becoming a **** is."

　　 His voice echoed in the empty living room, and the atmosphere was a bit strange:

"It is extremely difficult to ascend from human beings to gods. The secret of gods is not even clear to me. After all, I only have one page. But I know that there are some shortcuts to gods in this world. '."

　　 "Savior?"

　　 He guessed, feeling that his heart was beating violently, and a certain truth was about to be revealed to him.

"Yes, as long as the savior at the end of the era completes his mission, the world will directly raise him into a god. There is no need for long years, no difficult processes, and no ridiculous rituals. Save the world, and then, Become a god. This is the easiest way, a shortcut outside the formal way..."

　　 "Sir, this is really..."

　　 "Isn't it incredible? But it's fair, isn't it?"

　　 Mr. Pisco laughed weakly, waved his hand, the curtains opened automatically, and the flames in the fireplace returned to normal.

　　 Jenkins swallowed, he is now an incomplete false god. Therefore, as long as you maintain your identity as a "twin devil" to save the world, you can make up for yourself and become a true god.

　　 "This sounds as difficult as collecting divine nature and completing the priesthood. Although I still don't know what a priesthood is..."

　　 He thought to himself, and he didn't know what expression he should make at the moment.

　　 "Excuse me, oh, I mean by saving the world to become a god, how many people know about it?"

"I do not know either."

　　 Mr. Pisco replied.

　　 Jenkins lowered his eyes. At some point in the future, he will face a more complicated situation.

　　 Maybe it is because answering the question just now has made Mr. Pisco exhausted physically and mentally, maybe it is simply because he wants to take a good rest. Next, Jenkins was kindly invited out again, and he was already shocked by the information.

　　 But Mr. Pisco said that Jenkins could do it again at a later date after he settled today's matter. If this gentleman is still alive, then I can talk to him casually.

　　 "Well, then we will see you tonight..."

　　 He hesitated to say goodbye to Mr. Pisco at the door of the apartment with his hat. This time he didn't even have the energy to send Jenkins downstairs.

　　 "See you tonight, Mr. Williams."

Taking advantage of the night, I returned home to take a nap. After I got up, I found some discarded metal pipes left by the previous owner in the basement. After melting it with flames, I wrapped A-03-02-4491, the spiteful eyeball of the suicide, and used it again. The sharp dagger engraved the square characters on it.

　　 Of course, the back must be hairy with that eye during this process.

　　 But after the work is over, the cold air in the basement seems to have undergone some changes. Although it is still so humid, at least it reduces the psychological burden a lot.

　　 In fact, when this eyeball is hidden at home, Jenkins often finds stray cats and dogs and other small animals that will try to break into his territory when he is not at home. But none of them dared to break through the fence. Once when they came home, they saw three stray cats gathered under the mailbox and didn't know what to do, but they were scared away when they saw Jenkins.

Section 338 Chapter 333 The 31st Day of Flow

　　 Jenkins suspects that those animals are attracted by the strange characteristics of the eyeballs. After all, the users of the magic eye do not stipulate that they are humans. And they dare not enter the house, probably because they instinctively fear the breath of the owner who lives here.

　　 Whether it is Jenkins or extraordinary creature chocolate, it should be a deterrent to them.

　　 The time is not yet six o'clock in the morning, the winter morning sun comes very late, and the sun cannot be seen from the distant horizon, and the city is still sleeping peacefully.

　　 Today’s schedule has been arranged very well, Jenkins braved the snow and carried the cat out of the house. There was no free carriage at the intersection of St. George Street. Jenkins had to walk two more blocks in the snow before ran into a carriage that had just brought guests home.

　　 This took some time and went against Jenkins' plan to "get in the car immediately after going out". When generally speaking, the beginning of the plan only encountered some small obstacles.

　　 "Yes, the plan went well."

　　 Jenkins comforted himself nervously, there is still a drop of divinity in his hand, which can correct the unexpected situation that has occurred today. But if it happens twice by accident, then there is really no way.

　　 He quickly got out of the car in front of Miss Miller's apartment and knocked on the door after he cleared the snow from his feet at the door.

　　 "Hello, my name is Jenkins Williams, I'm here to visit Miss Alexia Miller."

　　 "Why is it so early?"

　　The suspicious landlady looked at Jenkins through the small window in the door.

　　 Jenkins knows her, but she doesn't know Jenkins. But perhaps again bewildered by Jenkins' young and handsome appearance, she went to wake up Miss Miller who was sleeping.

　　 "Urgent thing!"

Turning his head and watching the landlord’s wife closing the door, Jenkins immediately said, “I need your help, something very anxious. In fact, this is the third time I have seen you on the 31st, and it’s like this... ..."

　　 He concealed some of the details that had been leaked on the 31st several times before, recounted the general situation of the matter, and then emphasized:

　　 "This is all true, you told me last time, these few words can prove that what I said is true: Jenny, elderberry, leaning to the right forty-two degrees."

　　Miss Miller was holding a teacup and she looked like she was waking up from a big dream. But after listening to Jenkins's series of words, especially after the last sentence, he stared at his face for a few seconds, his eyes sharpened immediately:

"I see, I will get those materials now, and then I will inform Audrey. I will be here waiting for you at ten o'clock. If the action is fast, I would like to know more details. Jenkins, why can you always Encountered such a peculiar thing? I really want to know how it feels to go back in time."

　　 "I heard you say this before. In fact, apart from a little dizziness, there is no special feeling."

　　 Her current face, Jenkins still saw her.

"good luck."

"good luck."

　　 and Miss Miller left the apartment together, and they split into two carriages and left in two directions. Jenkins borrowed her pocket watch, and the time is now a quarter of an hour and seven o'clock.

　　 "It's going well so far."

　　Since the history of this time will be remembered by everyone, Jenkins must go to his father to ask for leave, stating that he will study astronomy from Miss Audrey today, so that it will not arouse suspicion.

　　 Since the next thing is very dangerous, he wants to leave his cat to his father to take care of. But the chocolate grabbed his coat and didn't let go. Seeing that the time was running out of time, he had to take it to the watch shop with him.

　　 This is the first thing to be solved today.

　　 "Time, time!"

　　 He kept muttering these words while sitting in the carriage, which made the coachman in front of him suspect that his passenger was a lunatic. But now it is the hidden form of the black robe, and there is no need to worry about ruining the reputation of the great writer.

　　 came to the store with time. Since it is not bad for a second, and the current actions have not caused a major shift in history, the middle-aged shopkeeper Lukas Haripia is still busy in the backyard.

　　Wrapped the chocolate firmly in the coat to prevent accidentally hurting it for a while, and then carefully dropped a few metal pieces in an inconspicuous place in the shop.