For the seven church members, the person in front of them is undoubtedly the real culprit who caused everything tonight, and the huge black shadow behind him should be the most powerful individual among the dark shadows that attacked the city. The breath of this evil man is very unpleasant, although it looks like a human, but it gives people a feeling of a treacherous thing.

　　 Therefore, the demigods of the church did not act rashly, but waited for the other three colleagues who cleaned up the chaos in the city to solve the problem, and then started together.

　　 And for the man who is one against seven, he certainly did not dare to confront the seven demigods who had undergone systematic training. All of this is to wait. The action tonight is not about how many people are killed, but about...

　　 He lowered his head and looked at the five ring-shaped depressions on the mud in his hand. Half of the black gems were already embedded in the uppermost depression.

　　 "Everything is for the greater good!"

　　 The flames dyed the night sky red, and no one was destined to sleep well this night. Under the silent night sky was the noisy Luen, and the eight people in the sky looked at each other speechlessly.

　　 That huge black shadow is the most active one. It tried to leave behind the man holding the mud tablet several times, but as long as it leaves his body more than three feet, it will be bounced back by the golden light.

　　 This is the method of the demigods of the Orthodox Church. The original intention is to prevent the battle from the sky from spreading below. The actual effect is that in the strategic stage when the enemy is not moving, no one should try to interfere with the battle below.

　　 Mr. Rosier of the Church of the Sages is naturally one of the seven people in the sky. Among all the people at present, he is the most relaxed. Except for occasionally looking at the dark suburbs of Ruen behind him, his attention has always been on the city under his feet, and he is not anxious because of such a boring confrontation.

　　 "He is finally here!"

　　The brilliant golden light burst out from the mountains behind, like the morning sun rising from the horizon. Mr. Rosier was overjoyed and looked there with the others who did not understand what had happened.

　　 The golden brilliance shining from the darkest snow-capped mountain has come to them in an instant. The majestic son-Jenkins is wearing a white robe, holding the canon in one hand and the scepter in the other.

　　 But this scepter is not a sceptre condensed by the power of divine magic to symbolize the identity of the saint child. This is more like three vines spirally clinging to each other, and finally twisted into a cane.

　　 It is not straight, but its curved shape is very much like a small tree. The emerald brilliance and fluorescence entangled the scepter, but it was covered by the golden magical light on the Saint Child.

　　 looked at his opponent with faint purple brilliance, Jenkins stayed for a second on the mud board held in the hands of the stranger, and then held the scepter horizontally in front of his chest with his right hand.

　　 snorted, a green circle appeared from under his feet, and at the same time the scepter held horizontally also exuded a green luster.

Under the blessing of the new weapon, the soul emblem instantly expanded to cover the area of ​​the entire city. The power of the son form was continuously incorporated into the scepter in his hand. When that power was accumulated to the extreme, Jenkins would hold it horizontally The scepter rotated ninety degrees, and then slammed it under his feet.

　　 It was obviously only air under his feet, but everyone heard the sound of tree roots digging into the soil. With this action, an erupting green shock wave swept across the city along with the expansion of the huge ring soul emblem.

　　 Where the power of life and divine arts passed, the black shadow instantly exploded into black mist and dissipated, and as long as there was a breath, all the wounded began to heal slowly. Although this explosive force can't bring back the dead, at least there is no need to worry about losing one's life.

　　 The citizens in the city looked up at the sky, and could only see the faint moon sky and a few faint light spots. The purple star was especially shining. Jenkins let out a sigh of relief slowly, the green halo under his feet converged, and the sheen of the magic arts was also lost due to excessive power, leaving only a faint brilliance.

　　 The demigods unanimously bent over to pay tribute to him, and they all saw what power this man was using.

　　 "But is the power of the son so powerful?"

　　 Of course there are such doubts, but none of the demigods present have ever contacted the Saint Child in the peak battle state, so it is just a question in his mind.

　　 "Has this action been fortuned in advance? Unexpectedly, Luen actually has a saint son of the church. The Church of Orthodox God cannot be underestimated."

　　 The man holding the clay tablet said unchanged expression, as if he didn't care about the dark shadow in the city being wiped out by a single blow. He glanced at the black gems embedded in the clay tablet, although it was still incomplete, but at least it had met the minimum.

　　 "No, I was not dispatched in advance, it's just that I haven't had time to leave after the extreme north change. You chose an inappropriate time."

　　 Jenkins said, at this moment, the power of the Son can only keep him flying in the sky and blur his face. Although the trick just now looks gorgeous, it is really exhausting.

　　 "If I didn't guess wrong, are you from [Tree House]?"

　　 he asked, the man holding the clay tablet frowned slightly:

　　 "It seems to be exposed."

　　 In fact, nothing was exposed. Jenkins just asked the memory on the altar some things before leaving the ground, some of which could be said, some could not be said. The most important thing is the information related to the "Disaster Poem". The acquisition of this ability is not secret, because this is not the savior's emblem, so memory tells Jenkins all the secrets.

Chapter 1318 The first thousand two hundred and ninety-six

　　 The acquisition of the ability [Child of Disaster (Red Fight)] does not require any rituals. What is needed is only to trigger five major disasters while holding a copy of the "Disaster Poem".

The duplication of 　　 poems will grab strength in each disaster, and when all five strengths are obtained, the ability will be formed.

　　 Jenkins was able to infer because of this that the people in the tree house were holding the clay tablets at the moment. After all, only those people were interested in this horror and evil ability.

　　 "If you choose to fight with your hands, I can fight for a good interrogation environment for you. I still have this right."

　　 Jenkins said that, in fact, he didn't expect to be able to move the other party. He was waiting for his companions to take action, but he didn't know that the demigods were now waiting for his holy son to take the lead.

"Do you think all this is over, Your Highness Saint Child? There is a very interesting question here. When you can only choose one of the two options: [Save the city below] and [Chasing the enemy], you will Which one to choose?"

　　 The man asked loudly, and Jenkins noticed that the huge weird shadow behind him was wriggling.

　　 "The city has been saved."

　　 Jenkins replied loudly.

　　 "So I created a new crisis for it."

　　 Before the words fell, the huge black shadow behind the man swelled again. The sound of the wind whistled and black lightning fell above the head, hitting the black shadow's head.

　　嘭~ With a huge explosion, the huge black shadow was forced to explode with all its power. The violent spirit instantly impacted the nine people in the sky, and they were forced to fall to the ground, while the man holding the clay tablet took advantage of this momentum and flew into the distance.

　　 "Remind, if you don't stop, the next chain reaction will destroy Roen."

　　 He laughed and flew to the distant mountains, and over the city, the disorderly and frantic spirit produced by the explosion also affected the shadow world parallel to the material world. The demigods could not chase when the situation was bad, and immediately took action to stabilize the flow of the spirit and dispel the invasion of the shadows. Jenkins didn't understand elemental balance and was not good at shadow power, so he frowned and fainted in the air pretending to be unstretched. Mr. Rosier hurriedly hugged him and sent him to the ground.

　　 In the urban area of ​​Ruen, the light blue brilliance of Alexia kept flashing. She held her blue cube in her hand, and her luster calmed the restless shadows around her like a wave of tide.

Dolores looked at the sky worriedly, some yearning for those who fly freely, while Chocolate stood on the railing beside her, and the shadow was terrified because of its existence. As long as the cat stood here, the power of the shadow world would be impossible. Affect the city.

　　 Above the dark mountains, the man holding the clay tablet is already a little weak. He breathed heavily and landed on the top of the snow-capped mountain, where he turned his head and looked back, Lu En's lights were only a little bit drowned in the darkness.

　　 The man sat down on the snow in disregard of his image and looked at his clay tablet by moonlight. The first depression was completely filled with broken black gems.

　　 He was laughing wildly on this deserted mountain, the crazy laughter echoed in the mountains. Suddenly there was a strange noise, and the man subconsciously raised his arm to block it. The characteristic of the metal impact was crisp and flashed with sparks, he rolled on the spot, and then saw the snowman surrounded in all directions, and the blurred man standing in the distance.

"who are you?"

　　 He asked loudly, and when the other party did not answer, he said in a very positive tone:

　　 "Believers of the God of Lies! Sure enough, I guessed before the action, you group will definitely appear, I didn't expect to predict my retreat route in advance."

　　 "Why does everyone seem to be able to guess me?"

　　 Really stayed in Luen, and thought of Jenkins, who had hurriedly led the snowman army back to the ice and snow palace using the projection. He retracted his scepter, holding his sword, and silently ordered the snowmen to attack.

　　 Dozens of snowmen pounced on the man standing on the top of the mountain, and instantly buried him in the snowman pile. But the next moment flaming magma gushed out from the snow surface, hot steam sprayed in all directions amidst the whistle sound, the snowmen nearby melted half of their bodies.

　　 "You are not a demigod, but I am. Who gave you the courage to stand against me alone?"

　　 The blood vessels on the surface of the body are bulging, shining dimly red like magma in the veins. The man's body seemed to be burning, in fact, he had melted more than half of the snow on the top of the mountain.

　　 "I think it's not like I'm going to single you out in the current situation, right?"

　　 Jenkins sarcastically said that the holy sword in his hand reflected the cold light against the moonlight. This cold light swept across the snow with Jian Mang, and the white brilliance even dimmed the starry sky for a few seconds. But the sword light passed through the human body, and what fell on the snow was not human fragments, just some hot obsidian.

　　 Jenkins was stunned for a moment, and then the snowmen stepped aside to trim. He hurriedly walked over, smashed the pile of stones with a sword, and saw a series of paper spells in the center:

　　 "Damn, he ran away long ago, this is a substitute for death!"

　　 cursed angrily, looked at this quiet night with slightly purple brilliance, but could no longer find his opponent.

　　 (Chocolate is running...)

Waiting for Jenkins to settle in the Yeti Army, then cancel the projection and return to his body. After waking up, he did not hear the sentence "Stranger Ceiling", so he could only say "Stranger Ceiling" by himself, and then he was almost taken aside. The nun who was waiting for him to wake up was considered a lunatic.

　　 It was only "coma" for half an hour before and after, but the chaos in the city was over. After the enemy disappeared, the city's huge self-healing function was activated, and the trick used by Jenkins when he appeared allowed most of the wounded to regain their mobility. So after the demigods re-balanced their spirits, the riot ended.

　　 Just standing in front of the window, I can still hear the night patrol police on the road outside the church shouting loudly, telling citizens to stay at home and not go out. A lot of things happened tonight. Even though the demigod of [Tree House] retreated, the affairs of Dolores' brothers and sisters are far from over.

　　 Mr. Rosier is still busy. After Jenkins woke up, he received a letter from Alexiato, so he didn't worry about his cats and girls.

　　 He asked the church to prepare some food. A man sat in the room and waited for Mr. Rosier to come back. The two would talk about the incident.

　　 Thinking of the man who ran away again, thinking of "Disaster Poem", Jenkins sighed heavily and turned his head to look at the sky outside the window while holding the cup. This full moon night is not peaceful, but the starry sky is still deserted for thousands of years.

Chapter 1319 Chapter 1297 Post-War Summary

Just now at that elf altar, Jenkins’ [Spirit Strike Wand] was the core, supplemented by the complex World Tree Broken Sword and Terraria Magic Wood Pipe. The memory of talking with Jenkins will belong to the original. The superb cane of the B type has been transformed into the gift of the C type.

　　 These three materials have very good compatibility. The transformed cane can even be deformed at will because of its plant activity. In addition to the cane form in the current basic state, the longer scepter can also be changed, but this change is limited to the form of "stick", it is impossible to change a shield for him to use.

From now on, Jenkins’s main weapon will have the holy sword and cane. Although the holy sword can only be used when disguising the identity and the cane can only be used when the identity is Jenkins, it is still very happy to have an extra weapon at hand. of.

Before leaving, 　　 talked about the "Disaster Poem" with that memory. From this, he learned how to acquire the ability [Son of Disaster]. It should be said that it is a rare unique ability, and the way of obtaining it is so unique.

　　【Tree House】He deliberately obtained this ritual, and even took the initiative to launch disasters after imitating the mad poets thousands of years ago. Judging from today's situation, even without Nolan's slate replica, they did succeed, and this kind of thing is likely to happen four times in various places in the mainland.

　　 "So, the turmoil that occurred in Luen two weeks ago and the abnormal changes in the far north, will they also be part of the [Son of Disaster]?"

　　 He thought for a while, and affirmed this idea. But when I was in close contact with the opponent just now, I only saw a depression filled, which shows that the disaster a few weeks ago, because of Jenkins's timely intervention, did not succeed.

"Then the tobacco matter, will it also be related to this? At present, I only know that the [Scent Appreciation Committee] is related to those strange tobaccos. We have not found evidence of [Tree House] participation, but this matter must be taken seriously. Maybe I can tell the church about [Son of Disaster]. Anyway, this is not the savior's emblem, and even if it is true, I cannot take the initiative to obtain it. Although the power is tempting, the identity of the savior is also very important. But I am not the kind of unscrupulous person."

　　 Thinking of this, he took the initiative to wipe it on the table in front of him, and immediately constructed the stone slab of "Disaster Poem" by reading it. He has done similar things many times recently, so he is familiar with writing and reading.

　　 "Disaster~"

　　 sighed in his heart, and touched the slate with his palm. As soon as the skin touched it, I suddenly felt something, countless colorful lines appeared in front of his eyes, and then Jenkins' eyes overflowed with blood stains, and he hummed softly and almost fell off the chair.

　　 "How come, how can you see the line of fate now?"

　　 He held his head in pain and lay down on the table, and it took a long time to relax. When panting and raising his head, he was surprised to find that the top depression on the stone slab in front of him had been filled, and it was filled with an intact white gem.

　　 "Oh~"

　　 He covered his forehead again because of a headache, but this time not because he was really hurt, but because he was in a bad mood. Calling out one's own ability light spots, as expected, the blank bubble obtained by swallowing the "roots" is now full of ambiguous colorful brilliance.

　　 This is what the memory under the World Tree Altar refers to, this kind of "unfinished" form of ability that requires a long precondition. This form ability is completely unavailable unless it is erased by B-12-4-4432 [Stay Water].

　　 When Mr. Rosier returned to the church to see Jenkins, he was struggling to wipe the dry blood from his eyes with a towel. When he asked the nun for warm water and towels just now, he really shocked the young girls.

　　 Since Mr. Rosier is back now, Jenkins also understands that tonight's things are temporarily over. So he followed him to the office, and two equally tired men sat across from the room covered by gas lights, feeling that they might not be able to sleep tonight.

　　 "St. William, your eyes..."

　　 The demigod hesitated to ask.

　　 "The power I used just now is a bit uncontrollable. After all, it is a power bestowed by gods. It is inevitable that mortals like us will have some problems when they use it."

　　 Jenkins casually explained that he feels better now, but this topic is not easy to talk about:

　　 "So how did this happen? I was sleeping, but I was woken up by a cat to see the fire in the city."

　　 he asked.

　　 "It is difficult to explain, but thank you very much for your contribution to the Diocese of Ruen, St. William, Ruen will always remember your help.”

A middle-aged man, or a man who looks like a middle-aged man, said with a sigh, and then opened the second drawer from the top to the bottom on the left side of the desk. I don’t know what mechanism was turned, the one facing the window. A hanging map of Luen city fell from the top of the wall. The map is leather and well-made, even if it is used as a work of art, it is very suitable to put it at home.

　　 "According to the report, the first deceased appeared here."

　　 Mr. Rosier stood up and went to the map to explain to Jenkins. He was referring to the location of the city center.

"To be more precise, the first batch of dead people appeared around this street. It was night, so it was difficult for us to find alive witnesses, but based on the current situation of divination and autopsy, there is reason to believe that demigod. He walked up to the city center grandiosely and launched an attack on the city."

　　 This attack does not require much investigation at all, because the other party’s purpose is to cause disaster, and the perpetrator has confirmed that there is only one. The problem is that the other party escaped under the encirclement and suppression of the church demigods and the holy son, and he appeared at the right time.

"After the turmoil half a month ago, Luen's night was in a state of semi-martial law. The probability that he could come to the city center without being investigated is very low. So there are only two possibilities, or the person is in the city many days in advance. Living near the center, only waiting for the right time to take action, or with local officials or nobles as the internal response, can reach the core part of the city at night. You must know that the street is away from the hill where Stuart’s palace is located. It's only three hundred feet (about 91.4 meters)."

　　 The church is more inclined to [tree house] related to the great nobles in the city. Combined with the snow and ice changes made by Dolores’ brother some time ago, the princesses and princes of the royal family are once again suspected.

　　 This is a reasonable guess, because even Jenkins has such suspicions. Moreover, because of tonight's events, a large number of unregistered armed forces in the city have taken to the streets one after another. A rough calculation shows that these people add up to more than the city defense forces.

　　 What the Stuarts are preparing needless to say, and tonight’s thing, the benefit is not only the tree house.

Chapter 1320 Chapter 1298 Night Talk with the Old Elf

　　 Before leaving the church, he once again contacted Nolan through the [Bath of Delusion]. Nolan actually already knew what happened in Ruen, because the parish was different, so Miss Bevanna and Dad were not particularly concerned about the follow-up of this matter, but focused on inquiring about Jenkins.

　　 "I'm fine, there is no problem... As for that cane, when I dreamed, I dreamed of an old elf, which he gave to me."

　　 Jenkins explained, and everyone believed it.

　　 As for Ruen, in addition to making Jenkins pay attention to safety, Mr. Rosier also reminded him to pay attention to the letters and notices from the church at all times, and asked him to remind Dolores Stiat to take some peace recently.

　　 "I think the church should use stricter measures to warn the royal family. Although this will cause worries and dissatisfaction among the nobles of other countries in mainland China, no one can say that this is unreasonable."

　　 Mr. Rosier said seriously.

　　 When Jenkins returned to the suburban manor, the ladies had not yet returned. The little princess and the old housekeeper had already asked the maids to start working again. He changed his clothes, left a note for Alexia, and went directly to Nolan.