quickly scanned the storefront, everything was as expected.

　　 "You can start planning."

　　 He walked quickly to the unique clock in the corner, and when he was about to reach a position where he could reach his hand, the shopkeeper opened the back door and walked in empty-handed.

　　 "As expected."

　　 The time of his action was different from the previous few times, obviously it was Jenkins's action that alarmed him.

"The guests."

　　 "Lux Haripia, stop pretending!"

　　 Jenkins said loudly without looking back, pretending to be confident: "I know who you are and what you are going to do. Please go to death with peace of mind. I will buy you a decent graveyard."

　　 This sentence can be regarded as a revenge for the last time.

　　 I reached out and touched the clock, and the click~ sound rang clearly in my ears. In a slow second, the hand of the gift clock suddenly turned a tiny angle, and the shopkeeper's hand was also resting on Jenkins's shoulder.

　　 The two maintained this kind of action. The former felt that the victory was in hand because he looked back in time many times, and the latter also felt that the victory was in hand because he was able to manipulate time.

　　 In other words, both of them think that time is taking care of themselves.

　　 Haripia’s face showed only a few seconds of surprise, and then he calmed down:

　　 "Since you know who I am, why do you still feel that you can succeed? You don't think that you can really destroy a gift, do you?"

"of course not."

　　 Jenkins's hand hung two inches above the clock. "Actually, I'm just a poor second-level gift. Even if you don't have this clock, I can't be your opponent."

　　 "So you just want to damage my clock, and hope that your partner can avenge you?"

　　 Jenkins's mouth grinned, and of course Haripia behind him couldn't see this scene.

　　 "I'm going to do it."

　　 He issued a warning in advance and slammed his right hand down towards the clock. There was another clear clicking sound, and the shopkeeper who accelerated his time looked sullenly at the back of the blond young man in front of him.

　　 "Fateless guy."

　　 He cursed in his heart, perhaps because he was worried that this person might have a curse such as a post-mortem explosion. He didn't choose to do it directly. Instead, he grabbed him and tried to interfere with the time of the two at the same time to pull the young man away from the clock.

　　 Of course, since he is the master of the clock, only Haripia can keep the mind synchronized while the body is being used during this intervention.

　　PS: Ask for votes. I wish you all a Merry Christmas. Christmas is neither a traditional holiday in our country, nor is it a holiday, nor do I have a girlfriend. I really think there is no reason to celebrate.

Chapter 339 Chapter 334 The Price Paid by Touching Time

　　 "Although it will pay a greater price to interfere with the time of two people at the same time, this is only a second-level gift..."

　　 Thinking like this, the middle-aged man mobilized the power of the clock to gather it in his palm, and then extended it to the blond young man through his palm.

　　 In the early morning of the 31st, since Jenkins did not appear in the church, no one would disturb Miss Bevana reading books uninterestingly.

　　Perhaps in the eyes of others, although he is a woman, this demigod-level gifter is usually very serious. But in fact, she would also read books such as knight novels during the break to pass the time.

　　 The book Miss Bevanna read today is not the "Detective Knight Biography" that has been popular on the mainland in recent years, but a poorly sold book brought by a businessman from outside the country from the Kingdom of Hampavo. It is said that the author is the real power aristocrat of the kingdom, so even if the writing and the story are called disasters, it can be published, but most people would rather try canned herring than read the third page.

　　Beffana likes books like this very much, it reminds her of her young days and the silly things she did. At that time, she also tried to become a writer, but after regretting failure, she made up her mind to devote herself to the study of occultism.

　　 "The author should be young and innocent, but his description of court life is very true."

　　 Seeing the ridiculous description, she couldn't help but narrowed her eyes, stretched out her hand to turn to the next page, to see how confusing the book could be.

　　 Fingers hung in the air, frowning.

　　 Put down the book, there is something wrong with the clock in the corner behind the door. The three pointers automatically rotate counterclockwise, and then turn back clockwise after one turn, repeating the cycle.

　　 She took out the pocket watch from the drawer suspiciously, and opened the cover with a click. The same phenomenon happened to the hands.

"this is......"

　　 A strange feeling came from the east of the city. When I walked to the window, there were colorful stripes in the eastern sky. In the illusory colors, illusions of unrecognizable cities are reflected in the sky.

　　 "Miss Bevanna!"

　　 Mr. Gaskell Peters, his deputy, rushed in without even knocking on the door. The woman didn't blame him, she just froze for a while at the clock that had returned to normal, and then quickly opened the book on the desk.

　　 "Now the illusion in the sky can be seen in the whole city, and it can be determined that the center of the illusion should be..."

　　 "Please be quiet, Peters!"

　　 She reached out her hand to stop the man's report, and looked at the book in her hand and turned the pages automatically. Although the thickness of this book is amazing, the action of turning the pages took a full minute, which is still shocking.

　　 It stopped at last, and Bevana lowered her head and glanced at the text displayed on the book, her frowning brows were even more worrying.

　　 "There is a time disorder in a certain area of ​​the city, which will not last long. The illusion in the sky is a display of the past and future of that area, and it will soon disappear, and..."

　　 "Come and see! Oh, God!"

　　 Peters interrupted her with a groan/groan, lowered his head and drew the holy emblem on his chest in a panic.

　　 Miss Bevanna looked out the window, the colorful illusion reflected in the sky was obviously the bustling city, squinting to see, a clear figure was shrouded in light beams falling from the sky. The golden light burst from his body, and the pure white light covered half of the city.

　　 This scene disappeared after less than ten seconds. If you didn't deliberately observe it, you would not be able to see what it was in the chaotic colors and distorted pictures, but Bevana, who happened to be watching this scene, understood it.

　　 "At some point in the future, a **** will come in a public manner?"

　　 Before I could think more, the illusion in the sky finally disappeared. The colorful colors shrank and collapsed like squares, and looking at the snow outside the window, everything seemed like a dream.

　　 "Notify the 7th, 8th, and 9th standing teams to check the situation at the place just now."

　　 She left Peters and walked out of the office, speaking to the people who came in a hurry.

　　 "But..."

　　 said a man embarrassedly.

　　 "That's enough, this is not a trick, nor is it a god's power. One of the gifts is broken, and immediately go to the scene to check the situation and recover clues."

　　 She turned her head again and said to the nun who was standing by with her head down, "Mother Rita, does Bishop Parode know about this?"

"We have all seen that the bishop is now organizing the priests and nuns in the church to appease believers. The bishop said that he has dispatched personnel to other churches to discuss countermeasures. I heard that he is going to announce to the public that the matter just now belongs to a certain righteous god. miracle."

　　 "I won't interfere with worldly things, so it's good to deal with them."

　　 She has basically determined that what happened just now was done by mortals and has nothing to do with gods. Therefore, even if it pretends to be a miracle, it can only be regarded as an immoral promotion of God's glory, not a blasphemy.

　　Miss Bevanna turned around again and looked at the expressionless young man standing at the end of the crowd: "Are the secret guards there?"

　　 "The three sires are all in front of the gate of Vientiane. What happened just now has caused changes to a few clocks and watches behind the door."

　　 "Just let me know, Mr. Smith, please leave with the team. He needs to identify the situation at the scene."

"Ok."

　　 After doing these things resolutely, Miss Bevanna picked up her coat and went to the yard with the crowd.

　　 ignored the people who saluted her and greeted her, but squinted and raised his head to look at the sky just now.

　　 "Time..."

　　 Jenkins also kept his head up, with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

　　 "Why is the movement so big..."

　　 At the moment when the shopkeeper tried to exert the power of time on him, something went wrong as expected.

　　 Although the body is a mortal, the soul is a god, and the power of the gift acts on the **** and soul, which naturally causes a lot of problems. The first to bear the brunt is the owner of the gift. Before he even had time to express his last words or complain about the unfair destiny, he turned into dust and scattered to the ground. Nothing was left except the test tube containing the germs.

　　 The gift itself also had a problem, and the essence of God caused fatal damage to it.

　　 Jenkins only remembered that the hands of the clock were spinning like crazy, and even the afterimages turned out. Turning around, the whole body is turned away. With the various metal parts scattered all over the floor, the intense nausea almost made Jenkins fall on the pile of ashes.

　　 Everything that happened afterwards can be seen in the whole city.

　　 "Bless the sage, I didn't mean it."

　　PS: I set the wrong time!

Chapter 340 Chapter Three Hundred and Five

　　 The original plan was only to induce the shopkeeper to also shroud Jenkins into the scope of time control, so as to make him suffer backlash. He really didn't expect that the gift would be directly damaged by God's essence and cause such a strong vision.

　　 such a big mess, he has to leave as soon as possible. But this is also good, at least the Orthodox Church and other strange characters will focus on this in a short time, which will help the next plan to continue.

　　 Before leaving, I did not forget to observe the surroundings with real eyes. He won't take the germs away, and it's useless to take it away. This time, he will use "Mr. Candle" as his identity. After all, he is not breaking the law.

　　 And not all the clocks scattered into a pile of parts are useless, and there is a strong white aura on the three hands. Although it can no longer be called a gift, the rich time mystery contained in it is still very valuable.

　　 hesitated, but in the end he didn't set fire to the entire store. After coming to the backyard of the watch shop from the back door, he turned from the back wall of the warehouse to the back alley. After changing his appearance again, he slipped onto the road like a boring idler.

　　 Even though the snow is still falling, the pedestrians still stand in the snow without caring, talking in groups about the things in the sky just now.

　　 "How would the church explain it?"

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart, thinking that the bishop at this time should be in great trouble. Although I felt a little guilty in my heart, after all, I solved a very tricky cultist, so I still thought that I had done a good thing.

　　 It is less than nine o'clock now, and there is still a long time before the two women from the Witch’s House arrive at Miss Miller’s house. Although it took Jenkins a while to find the carriage, it was within the scope of the plan.

　　 "Miss Miller is back?"

　　 knocked on the door of the apartment for the second time today, the landlord’s wife shook her head, but still let Jenkins in:

　　 "She hasn't come back yet, come in and wait."

　　 Miss Miller did not come back with Miss Audrey, the latter was asked by the [Starry Sky and Balance] Church to help because of the vision in the sky just now.

　　 But Miss Miller has collected all the ceremonial materials that Jenkins needs. Of course, the price is very expensive because of the hasty purchase, but Jenkins can still barely pay.

　　 He didn't use words to tell the witches that they had cooperated to catch on the 31st last time. Instead, he directly shared the memory of that paragraph with her with the ability of [Knowledge Endowment].

　　Miss Miller thoughtfully:

　　 "Since you have to do it yourself, do we still use Mishou this time? Also, you didn't do the thing just now? That gift was ruined?"

　　 "It was ruined, it was a little unexpected accident."

　　 He didn't expect that the gift would be damaged so easily. Originally, I wanted to reclaim it for my own use, which would also facilitate today's plan.

　　 "But it doesn't matter, it's just a small accident. Yes, a small accident, the plan will not go wrong again!"

He promised, and then he talked about the next thing: "You can't use Mishou. If you want to define what belongs to me personally, then things will become too complicated. Since the last time on the 31st, we have already interrogated If useful information comes out, then you don’t need to grab them this time. The plan we have discussed is a fair power contract, so it should be fine."

"This is very good and safe. However, I hope that after today's things are over, you can explain to me exactly how the scenes in the sky appear. Although I have probably guessed some, I am always a little curious. "

　　 I was worried that the big move I just made would have a butterfly effect, causing the witches who should have been on time to abandon their plan or change the time. Fortunately, the two women still appeared on time where they should be.

　　 Although accidents often happen with Jenkins, at least this time, he has been favored by the great Hermit of Destiny.

　　 "Contract."

　　 Two people stand in the center of the room, and a roll of parchment is suspended between them. The power of the contract is fair, so if you have a loan, you have to pay it back. Last time in the treacherous world, Miss Miller directly gave Jenkins the ability of [Knowledge Endowment], but this time Jenkins agreed to lend her power again to Miss Miller when necessary.

　　 This is also considered equivalent exchange.

　　 At the moment the two signed their names, the parchment was burned into ashes in a white flame, and two metal pieces with the size of palms were born from the ashes. The one with the bust of Miss Miller was picked up by Jenkins, and the other was picked up by Miss Miller.

　　 "That's it. Seriously experience the power of high-level gifters. This is a rare opportunity."

　　 she reminded.

"Ok."

　　 Jenkins smiled and put the card on his chest.

　　 Because there was an arrangement in advance, the landlord’s wife directly asked Zhen and Mei Mi to the second floor. There is no need to perform mathematical calculations this time, and their expressions when they push the door are even worse, because Miss Miller and Jenkins are sitting on the sofa facing the door.

　　 "Welcome two people."

　　Ms. Miller said as the host here. At the same time, Jenkins closed his eyes and slowly opened his eyes.

　　 For an instant, colorful patches of color emerged from behind him, and Miss Miller immediately took a step back, staring at the mathematics to be revealed without blinking.

　　 "Is this the power of high-level gifters?"

　　 He sighed softly and stretched out his hands. Surrounded by the depth of the surrounding color blocks, dense symbols are about to emerge loomingly.

　　 [Mathematics Theory] is a white basic ability that Miss Miller comprehends by herself. In her opinion, this is an active ability, which can be linked with many abilities after activation.