"Do you still want to keep this guy for research? If you don't want to, I want to try its power, maybe I will encounter something similar in the tower, after all, it is made by the difference engine."

　　 Jenkins said.

　　 This kind of monster has no research value. The body is made of ashes. There is no other substance besides it. Even dissection is a waste of time. So after a little discussion, according to Jenkins's request, he let go of the monster made of ashes on the street.

　　 After gaining freedom, he squatted down and put his hand into the ashes on the ground for the first time, then raised a scimitar from the ashes with his right hand, and a small round shield hung with his left hand. There is no emblem on the shield, but it looks quite light.

　　 Jenkins put the oil lamp in his hand under his feet, holding the metal long sword provided by the church. This sword is an ordinary item and has not undergone any treatment.

　　 He squinted his eyes and looked at the monster in front of him. The clothes he was wearing were also made of ashes, but only a few rags. If it weren't for the identification of body composition as complete ashes, this look would be more like a living corpse crawling out of an ancient cemetery.

　　 The monster has rushed towards Jenkins. It held a machete high and slashed at Jenkins, while Jenkins easily blocked it with a sword:

　　 "The power is not great, at least not as powerful as Professor Burns."

　　 He thought in his heart that he was about to open the scimitar, but he didn't expect the opponent's left hand to directly hit the shield, causing Jenkins to take a step back. After he stood firmly, he immediately stabbed forward with a sword, but the monster rolled on the ground easily with a flexibility that did not match the size of his body.

At the same time that Jenkins swung his second blow, the monster got up flexibly, raised his left shield, and bounced off Jenkins' sword abruptly, and took advantage of his unfinished stiff moment due to his offensive action, and then bent again. The knife slashed at his neck.

　　 "It turns out that, although the power is not very large, but technically enough to be called a melee master."

　　 Jenkins concluded in his heart, and then planned to end the opponent. Although he has not experienced systematic swordsmanship training, he has only learned fighting skills from Miss Bevana for half a year, but the [hero] ability passed on to him is quite ample experience in using cold weapons.

　　'S free left hand moved forward by a block, and then swiped up suddenly, using the skill of unloading force and his own advantage of not being afraid of injury, he also bounced the opponent's weapon away.

　　 The humanoid monster born in the ashes took a step back, and instead of giving Jenkins a chance, he immediately rolled to the left neatly. After standing up, he bent over to block the small buckler in front of him, moving sideways while preparing for the attacking opportunity again.

　　 Jenkins held the sword in one hand and kicked forward, kicking the buckler away. Seizing the opportunity when the opponent's middle door opened wide, a sword pierced the opponent's rag clothes, and pierced the sword deeply into the opponent's chest.

　　 After waiting for a breath to confirm that he did not receive a counterattack, he vigorously stirred the weapon in his hand, and then pressed his shoulder with his left hand without a sword, and pushed it back.

　　 The monster fell on the street full of ashes, and soon turned into a pile of ashes and merged with the street.

"Even ordinary people, if they are proficient in the use of cold weapons, can also deal with these monsters, but there are too few people who are proficient in cold weapons in this era. It should not be difficult for the gifter, but if this monster is enhanced, In some ways, it may be trickier than the Child of the Mist."

　　 He concluded, looking at the location of the pile of ashes, he can no longer see the strong black aura:

　　 "There are monsters in the fog, monsters in the clouds, and monsters in the ashes. In this era, it's really not easy."

　　 It's half past two in the afternoon. After dealing with the monsters born in the ashes, Jenkins went to Alexia according to the original plan. But instead of seeing Alexia, he saw the old man, who beckoned to Jenkins and entered an empty conference room with him.

　　 "I have been thinking about something for a long time."

　　 Dad has no nonsense, he speaks straight to the point:

　　 "Do you need the power of that key?"

　　 Jenkins was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately laughed:

　　 "Yes, I need that key."

"Transferring the key means that I can only live for three days, so don't laugh so happily... The ownership of the key now is a believer of lies. Mr. Candle is probably really dead, but the death of others must be There are reasons for this. You still need to pay attention to this. You have to remember that this key now belongs to the believer of lies in name."

　　Sure enough, as Alexia said, sane people would not believe it.

Chapter 2085 Chapter 2054 The Convergence of Faith

"Jenkins, I don't really recommend you to contact this key, but now I can't take care of so much. If you need the key, I can negotiate with Miss Fabry. Now we can only contact her. I want to ask the last question. In one sentence, do you really need that key? Don't worry about my life and death, I have lived long enough, I don't care when I die. But you have to consider the price of this key, this is not a joke. "

　　 Dad said seriously.

　　 "Yes, dad, I must use any force that I can use now, even if it is a trick."

　　 Jenkins also gave a serious answer.

"okay then."

　　 Dad gritted his teeth and agreed:

"Now go to see Miss Fabry with me. In addition, you must always be alert to believers who lie. Whether or not the group of suspended animation exists or whether they are really dead, there must be a purpose. Even if it has not been confirmed. If we participate in the fight for the savior, I can be sure that this is definitely another conspiracy that we can't even think of."

　　 "So is it possible that they are really all dead?"

　　 Jenkins asked tentatively.

　　 "Jenkins, am I like a fool?"

　　 Dad snorted and led Jenkins to the direction of Princess Sophia's room.

After 　　 knocked on the door, the two entered the room, Jenkins glanced at the closet:

　　 "I like hiding in the closet no matter what."

　　 He mumbled and sat down with his father, and explained to "Miss Fabry" his intention, that is, the condition of the key. This incident was not in the script prepared in advance, but Princess Sophia easily understood Jenkins' blinking gesture:

　　 "Of course, but even though we are cooperating now, that key can't be given to you for nothing."

"well done!"

　　 Jenkins praised in his heart that he meant to agree directly. Unexpectedly, the princess realized that direct consent would be suspicious, so remember to put forward the conditions.

　　 "Then what do you want?"

　　 asked the old man.

　　 "I want to meet the author of "Detective Knight Biography"."

　　 Jenkins saw the book spread out on the bed, and then judged from its location that this should have been what Anastasia had just read, so he understood that Princess Sophia was purely helping Silver Dragon realize her wish.

　　 "That's okay. The lady with good writing has arrived at Nolan with the Chessland Kingdom delegation. If necessary, the church can arrange for you to meet as soon as possible...Are there any other requirements?"

　　 Judging from the expression of the old man, before they meet, the church will even make a clear investigation of the genealogy of the writer lady who was involved in the innocent.

　　 "Let me think about it... Does the Church of Orthodox have anything that allows users to make up as they please? Note, it's not illusion disguise, but real makeup."

　　 This must be Princess Sophia’s own request again, so the father who doesn’t understand the inside looks even more confused, but nodded:

　　 "I have heard of similar items, but they do not belong to the Church of the Sages, so it takes time to coordinate. Is there anything else needed?"

　　Whether it’s arranging to meet with the writer or making up props, the value is far less than that of the key, but Princess Sophia has no other requirements:

　　 "Let’s talk about other requests later, just as Jenkins Williams owes me a favor, but rest assured, I won’t ask too much. Do you agree?"

　　 She looked at Jenkins, Jenkins frowned, looked at each other suspiciously, then at the old man, and then at each other:

　　 "Yes."

　　 He said in a low voice, and then noticed that a hand stretched out from the closet behind the old man, making compliments at him.

　　 In order to prevent the restless silver dragon from laughing out of the closet at any time, Jenkins took his father away as soon as possible after talking with Miss Fabry.

　　 But that key can’t be given to Jenkins yet. The intelligence has shown that before entering the metal black tower, the tree house will carry out a final attack on the savior. Dad hopes that he can do something for his last apprentice.

　　 "Since I am sure to sacrifice, I might as well make the sacrifice more valuable."

　　He has lived long enough, so he is not afraid of sacrifice, only hope that the sacrifice is more valuable:

　　 "Jenkins, I am old, it doesn't matter whether I live or die, but you must come back alive."

　　 "I will definitely be back."

　　 He no longer knows that this is the first time he has said this sentence today.

　　 The two walked through the corridor while talking, wanting to take a look at the negotiation venue in the courtyard. Jenkins guessed that Alexia might be there to listen.

　　 But the old man noticed one thing:

　　 "One more thing, the way your whole body is glowing now, is it a light and shadow effect created by yourself?"

"what?"

　　 He looked down at his hand, and it was shining, it was the kind of dazzling golden light. So he picked up the chocolate on his shoulder, and the chocolate looked at him innocently. The cat did not glow, indicating that the reason for the light came from himself:

　　 "Oh, I think I understand."

　　 then suddenly realized.

　　 called out a light spot of ability, one of the remaining two blank bubbles was shining dim light, and at the same time the slender flame of mixed colors in the heart was also trembling:

　　 "I feel the power! It's time, it's time to lay the king's soul. Father, I want to give a public speech and let the church help organize it."

　　 There is joy on his face.

"Ok."

　　 The full power flows into Jenkins' body from all directions. The power is not pure spirit, but more like the so-called "faith". What people worship is not Jenkins itself, but the power he represents to save the world, the species he represents.

　　 The soul of the four kings is an important symbol, symbolizing the identity of Jenkins as the king of mankind. After this identity spread to the material world through the name of "savior", that share of belief in one's own race was finally brought together with Jenkins.

　　 At first, there was only a little fluorescence around him, like golden fireflies flying around; but soon it turned into a large cluster of fireflies flying around him; after a few minutes, he was like a golden gas lamp lit up.

　　In this sunless afternoon, this warm and bright color is particularly eye-catching. Although this color is extremely bright, it is unexpectedly not dazzling. People can still see Jenkins almost turned into pure gold color.

　　 Also, anyone who gets close to Jenkins for a certain distance will claim to feel an increase in strength. The church quickly gave an explanation based on this phenomenon. This is one of the ability characteristics of [the uncrowned king] when it is not fully formed. When any [person] acts around the ability holder, he can get from the king. Blessing.

Chapter 2086 Chapter 2055 Leaders

　　 Although the battle for the savior in the eighteenth century has come to an end, this time is the first time that the church has experienced the formation of the savior emblem in front of its eyes at the end of the tragic eighteenth era. Perhaps this is the final emblem, but the church still values ​​it. If it wants to record the entire process, it may provide effective guidance for the next few thousand years.

　　 Therefore, more and more people were watching this scene, so that when Jenkins arrived at the negotiation venue above the church courtyard, he was surprised to find that half of the venue was full.

　　 You must know that even during the period of negotiation about the identity of the savior, there were not so many people.

　　 The power converging from the void has almost reached the extreme, Jenkins's soul can still bear it, but the body can't bear it. The King Soul Fusion, which had received too much power in his heart, showed an inflated state of wanting to explode. Jenkins knew that he had to complete the final declaration as soon as possible, otherwise there might be troubles.

　　 Now waiting for him to speak below are representatives of the Twelve Orthodox Churches, members of the False God Order that have successively arrived at the Church of the Nolan Sage, and representatives of the three major human kingdoms and affiliated principalities of the material world.

　　 "Here, I will speak as the current king of Fedictelli, the son of the righteous **** [inherited sage]."

　　 He glanced at the speech in his hand, then put it down. There was a cough, and the voice spread loudly throughout every corner of the negotiation venue:

　　" Earlier today, I was fortunate to be the only savior recognized in this era. I should have given a speech at that time, but because there are still some procedural issues that need to be discussed internally, the speech has been pushed to the present.

　　 Everyone, please listen carefully! "

　　 He has temporarily suppressed the golden light around his body, but although the light and shadow effects are no longer there, the power that continues to gather because of racial beliefs still exists. This makes his whole body almost form a layer of transparent power, people can't see what is around him, but they can feel the kind of oppressive things.

"As of the eighteenth era, one thousand eight hundred and sixty-six years have passed. According to ancient legends and the predictions of the prophets, the end of the era is coming. And every time the end of the era comes, a whole era of At the end of the story, the world will have a catastrophe.

　　 This is not the rumors of those cultists, nor the slanderous words of foolish people, this is the fact. Therefore, in accordance with ancient traditions, and in order to make the splendid human civilization successfully transition to the next era, we must work together and unite as one. Face the coming disaster together, not alone. "

　　 Most of the churches have informed the delegates of these things in private, but it was the first time someone spoke out on the occasion.

"As for the monsters that are not commonplace, the terrifying existence hidden in the dark clouds and gray mists, the Church of Orthodox God will naturally confront them, and choose the savior to face the ultimate sinful thing, which is also the work of us transcendents Responsibilities and obligations.

　　 But even after defeating all the monsters, gray fog and black clouds still exist. These are sins created by mankind and need to be paid for by themselves. The Air Governance Act is just one of the measures, and there is more cooperation that requires the human kingdom and the Orthodox Church to formulate and implement it.

　　We did this not for ourselves, but for the world, for our next generation, and for our entire ethnic group. "

　　 After a brief applause, Jenkins reached into his pocket and took out a huge kraft paper bag. After carefully unpacking, there is a thick stack of papers inside:

"Economy, environment, steam technology, culture, etc., we are facing changes. From the eighteenth to the nineteenth era, it is not a simple age change. What we need is a change in all aspects to adapt to the current social environment and The needs of ordinary people, of course, have to adapt to the changes in this world."

Next, Jenkins listed the current main contradictions and minor contradictions in the various fields listed above, and from his own perspective, analyzed many problems encountered in the development process, and put forward the prospects of those important industries. Estimated the difficulties that may be encountered, as well as the actual problems.

　　 This is an analysis of the times almost in detail, and these speeches are all "written" by him. Before that, even Hathaway, who is most familiar with Jenkins in theory, didn't know that Jenkins still had this ability, but what he said was almost all right.

　　 Maybe some of the questions are very simple, but at least it shows that he really thought about it and really saw the problem.

　　 This is the identity of a member of another civilization, through history and experience, as well as the views put forward in the famous works of the past, and the content of the lecture is systematically derived. Jenkin in the past was of course not an expert in this area, but at least through comparison, summarizing the common points and similarities of the two worlds, and then extracting those common problems from the history of the other, he is completely able to do it.

　　 He just raised the problem now, and the solution is in the books he left for Jessica.

　　 This long speech lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon. Except for his voice, there was almost no sound in the venue. Maybe some people didn't pay much attention to this speech at first, thinking that it was just a means for Williams to win the leadership of the three kingdoms.

　　 But I didn't expect that he really had real material. Perhaps the young king was still a little immature in some aspects, but he was still very young. Compared with young people of the same age, Jenkins Williams's future is immeasurable.

　　 "Do you have anything you want to say?"

　　 Jessica has been by the Queen Isabella's side, and she asked her in a low voice:

　　 "Do you think that what you have been thinking is correct?"

　　 "These words he said were all thought of by himself? Are they not related to you?"

　　 "Yes, I can assure you about this."

　　 Jessica replied in a low voice, the old man kept silent, his eyes fixed on Jenkins who was still speaking loudly above:

　　 "How is this possible? No matter how clever, politics and management cannot be understood simply by reading a book."