Chapter 392

The voices of the clergy and scribes resonated with each other, and even the pagans raised their weapons in the flames, ready to face the impending end of no survivors.

The clergy flew forward, and the scepter in his hand burst into an extremely bright light; the knight rode forward, and the blade in his hand radiated a chilling power.

The black light ball and the golden light ball collided completely in the next second, with a large number of trees falling down as the center, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground. The burst of energy dispersed the black clouds in the sky, but at this moment, behind the black clouds was a dim night sky.

The flames that destroyed the forest were still burning, enveloping people and the dead outside the barren land; there was no sunlight to shine on the living, because the night was already late.

The five major church givers stood together with firm expressions, and Jenkins half-knelt on the barren land, and all the abnormalities on his body disappeared.

Pompeii stood at the other end of the land, and the pieces of armor on his body peeled off, revealing half of his face, and one-third of the bones on the horse were missing.

But he still sat on the horse. Although the army of undead behind him was mostly purified by divine magic, the remaining undead were still roaring and preparing to attack.

"Look, I am the protagonist of the stage, there is no mistake about this."

Pompey's voice was weak but stable. He stuck his sword into the ground to stabilize the balance of the horse. After breaking half of the visor, he could see the black and sticky blood flowing on his dirty face.

"No, the protagonist of the stage is not you."

Jenkins stood up with the help of the ground, feeling that all the muscles in his body were sore. The people behind him wanted to help him, but he waved his hand and refused.

"Ahem... You have already lost. The blessed state of the Son of God is not the state of the saint descended by God. You just used the sourceless power given by the gods, and now this power is gone. And I..."

He pulled out the sword stuck in the soil and pointed the blade at the living:

"And death and my army~"

Roar~

The undead made a shrill sound, and the crackling flames reflected those terrible things red. Outside the sea of ​​fire, the giant in the background completely knocked down the dragon, and the dragon's blood spilled into the forest.

"What else do you have, Jenkins William? Even if your life is smooth sailing, even if you become the son of God at the age of 20, you are not the protagonist, I am, you are just my stepping stone. Tell me, what else do you have, Jenkins William!"

His voice suddenly took on a crazy tone, and his body and the sword trembled at the same time. In Jenkins' eyes, the aura emitted by Pompey and the sword was exactly the same.

"I still have..."

Jenkins stood up and raised his right hand high. He looked up at the sky, and red blood also flowed from his forehead, but the man's eyes were still firm. This was the first time that he really felt that he was the protagonist of this world.

Ah~

The short and sharp eagle cry broke through the sky, and the eagle carrying the black cat flew over the elderberry forest and circled into the sea of ​​fire. On the left side of the clearly divided battlefield were Jenkins and the gifters, and on the right side were Pompey and his undead army.

The eagle soared under the boundless dark clouds, and the green bead with a red string under the cat's claws fell from the sky and was caught by Jenkins by chance.

"I still have my cat!"

The right hand was put down but still raised in front of the chest, the palm facing down, the red string was wrapped around the index finger, and the bead fell.

The green bead was filled with green breath, emitting light and heat like a burning green fireball.

The extreme greenness gushed out from the bead at this moment, and the green light column turned into a long handle. Jenkins grabbed the hilt of the sword at the position of the bead, and turned his right hand to raise the light column.

The light dissipated, and the long sword engraved with runes appeared in Jenkins' hand. The vines wrapped around the hilt, the pointer was embedded in the inside of the sword body, and the wooden sword body had the ancient wood grain, and the vicissitudes of life seemed to have experienced the growth of all things.

PS: Pay attention to the description in this chapter. The description of the cat on the eagle is "black cat", not the original black and white color of chocolate.

Chapter 921 Chapter 904 The Death of Pompeii (10/10)

"I have more than you!"

Jenkins imitated Pompeii and raised the runewood sword in his hand to his opponent. Hundreds of animals rushed out of the burning jungle behind him.

Jenkins did not do anything, and the wind suddenly blew. This was a wind different from the continuous gloomy wind. The wind swept from the east of the valley, and there were green spots in the wind. Along with the sound of the wind, the whole forest made a rustling sound.

This sound almost resonated with the whole land, and the giant tree in the center of the forest shook the moment the long sword appeared in Jenkins' hand. When Chocolate led the animals out of the sea of ​​fire, green ripples spread out from the tree trunk.

The ripples seemed to resonate with the sword in Jenkins' hand. The deer leaping out of the sea of ​​fire had silver armor on their bodies. The feathers of the eagles carrying chocolates from the sky turned into noble gold. The rabbits' bodies grew rapidly, calling for a gentle wind. The long snakes leaped up and grew two wings as soft as white gauze...

These mutated animals passed the church's gifters and Jenkins in an instant, and confronted the surging undead army head-on.

Jenkins and Pompey looked at each other on the battlefield, feeling the powerful force brought by the sword in his hand.

"Now do you know who the protagonist is?"

In fact, Jenkins was not very clear about what happened. The words he just said ["I have more than you!"] were just hoping to get a response from his colleagues behind him. He had no idea of ​​the rationale behind the changes in the fauna.

At least the current situation is optimistic, but it is still difficult to fight against the Skeleton Sword with the current strength. The sword in his hand contains several precious materials, but the sword opposite is even more powerful.

"Pompei said that there is no weapon in this era that can surpass the Skeleton Sword, so I will make it myself; Pompeii said that there is no power in this world that can surpass the Skeleton Sword, then..."

His sword was pointed high into the sky, where was the dim starry sky.

"Rakul..."

The sea of ​​​​stars surged, and starlight shone straight down from the hole where the clouds were broken. The originally dim starlight was as dazzling as a spotlight on the stage at this moment, projecting straight down from the night sky and illuminating Jenkins and his sword.

Silver-blue light flashed in his eyes, and a silent and ancient starlight appeared on the long sword in his hand. This starlight perfectly blends with the green of life, and at the same time makes Jenkins the most conspicuous person on this land.

"The protagonist is me, Pompeii!"

The knight hesitated and wanted to evade as before, but the skull sword had interfered with his sanity, and young Jenkins gave him the illusion of being "weaker".

Shaking the reins, Jenkins charged again. The sweeping death spirit rushed forward with the sword past the warring animals and undead.

Jenkins also rushed forward with the sword in his hand, and the starlight continued to shine on him as he moved, continuously providing him with power.

Qiang~

The two met head-on in the center of the battlefield and fire scene, and the flames turned their faces red at the same time. The two swords collided, and the rune wooden sword broke with a sound. The skeleton sword was released directly, spinning and flying towards the dense forest in the fire. The two of them were stunned at the same time. Jenkins held the sword flower in his hand and stabbed the broken wooden sword forward again.

If there is a normal living person in front of you, this may have very little power. But it was a pity that in front of him was a living person who had transformed into an undead. The power of the starry sky and life directly broke through the bone armor, and the broken stubble stabbed into his heart with almost no hindrance.

After a brief confrontation, one person and one horse fell forward directly to the ground. Jenkins, who was still shrouded in starlight, turned his back to them, watching the undead on the battlefield being slaughtered by the mutated animals.

"it's over......"

He turned around with the broken sword, breathed in the scorched air in the sea of ​​fire, and chuckled at the unresponsive Church Gifters. Due to the loss of strength, he soon fell down due to instability in his standing.

In the center of the fire scene, the brave man holding the broken sword looked at the demon king who fell to the ground, and collapsed on the ground unconscious.

Naturally, he couldn't see Captain Binsi's panic afterwards, nor the mysterious look in Chocolate's eyes as he squatted on the rabbit, nor could he see that Pompeii, who had lost his skull sword, still had the means to pass in front of everyone. Space movement to escape.

Although he lost his weapon, he still possessed the knowledge of the undead; although he was seriously injured, he could still make a comeback as long as he practiced for more than ten years.

"Ahem..."

Holding on to the wall of the alley, he spat out a mouthful of black blood. The armor on his body had completely peeled off. When he ran for his life, he even lost all his equipment, including the nun's uniform. The mist was thick, and blood slid down the hand holding the wall.

But it was losing the nun's uniform that allowed him to save his life. Otherwise, the conflict between the spirit of life and the spirit of the undead would have killed him long ago.

"Damn Jenkins Willamette!"

He vomited blood and howled in his heart, and his peeled teeth fell into the black blood on the ground as he breathed heavily.

He covered the wound on his chest with his right hand and sat up from the ground for a long time. Ignoring that the clothes on my body were full of dust and holes, all I could see was the thick fog and dirty alleys, garbage piled in the corners, and obscene words written on the walls. This is obviously an ordinary alley in the city.

"Leave Nolan as soon as possible. I will come back one day."

He didn't dare to speak loudly for fear of involving the wound on his chest. He staggered towards the entrance of the alley, but before he had time to look outside, he was roughly kicked back by a man's foot.

"Oh, God..."

Pompeii lay on the ground, black blood gradually spreading from under his body, and soon turned into a pool of blood. He raised his head and tried to look forward, but there was already something wrong with his vision. He just felt vaguely that the man in front of him looked familiar.

"Damn it, you made me feel so embarrassed in front of my friends. How am I going to face them at the next party?"

Mr. Hood stood there holding the hat on his head, and the dim streetlight made his shadow completely cover Pompeii in the alley.

The middle-aged man complained to himself. In his left hand, a pointer pointed straight at Pompeii's compass, and in his right hand, he held the handle of the butcher's knife.

Even in the late night fog, the knife still shone with a cold light.

"I know Mr. Candle, Mr. White Cat and Mr. Silver Flute won't say anything, but Mr. Magic will definitely laugh at me secretly. That woman is always like this... No, maybe Mr. Candle will also laugh at his own home. Me, that person looks unsmiling, but I can feel that he is definitely not a serious person... You actually made me embarrassed in front of my friends..."

He squatted beside Pompeii's head with a knife, and his face under the hat showed disgust:

"Excuse me, sir, I'd like to lend you your head."

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Chapter 922 Chapter 905 Ye Yu

When I woke up from my drowsiness, my body not only didn't feel sore, but felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. Before I opened my eyes, I felt like I was lying on the bed, and I could feel the unique fragrance of the forest in my breath.

When I opened my eyes and saw the wooden beams and sloping roof, I realized that I was in a cabin in an evergreen forest.

"Unfamiliar ceiling."

Before the father beside him spoke, Jenkins took the initiative to say this. Dad curled his lips and shook his head, feeling sorry for missing an opportunity.

"Meow~"

Seeing Jenkins wake up, Chocolate, who was lying next to the pillow, immediately stood up. Jenkins also sat up on the bed and played with the cheerful cat with his fingers.

"What time is it now?"

"It's three o'clock in the morning on Saturday and you've slept for about five hours."

Dad said, putting the magazine in his hand next to the vase, then stood up and opened the window. The cool night breeze immediately blew in from the window, carrying the unique damp smell of the forest. The early spring wind was so pleasant that Jenkins and his cat couldn't help but squint their eyes.

The pattering light rain hits the ground and eaves, and also hits the blades, making a pleasant sound. The night was beautiful, it was the first rainy night in early spring.

Outside the window, you can see the lush woods dancing with the evening wind and rain under the night sky, and above your head are all the stars hanging upside down. The red and blue moon hangs in the night sky forever, and under the silent moon is the silent forest night scene in the rain.

"Are you okay?"

"I have been behind the Gate of All Things, and I came here after hearing about what happened here."

As he spoke, he picked up the tea cup on the small wooden table and carefully opened the lid. White steam immediately came out.

Dad handed the cup to Jenkins, who took a careful sip and tasted the familiar sweetness.

"Are you okay now, Jenkins? How are you feeling?"

"I feel good, my body is fine, and my spirit is high."

He tried to stretch his arms and accidentally photographed his cat with his right hand. The cat immediately let out a miserable cry, and Jenkins could only put down the tea cup and put it on the quilt to comfort it.

"That's good."

Dad nodded, seemingly not wanting to say too many words.

"So...what exactly is going on now?"

Jenkins still hasn't figured out the reason for what happened a few hours ago. His idea is simple, use his new weapons and the power of the protoss to defeat Skrull Pompeii directly. The resonance of the forest and the changes in animals that followed were something he didn't expect at all. He thinks this is related to the new weapon and his [life origin], but he is not sure yet.

“The Skeleton Sword has disappeared, just like it did thirty years ago;

About an hour ago, someone discovered Pompeii's headless body in an alley in the city. Divination, ancestry testing, and unsuccessful psychics all showed that it was indeed him;

The church suffered heavy losses, but the tide of undead has receded. Without the support of the skull sword, the demigods are enough to solve everything;

The effect of [Good Night, My Child] is expected to wear off in 30 minutes, and now the bishops are meeting to discuss how to solve the issue of tomorrow's newspaper headlines..."

He paused and looked at Jenkins, seeing confusion in Jenkins' eyes. Of course Dad knew what Jenkins was wondering about. Both Miss Bevanna and he summarized everything just now as the resonance of elven blood and the spirit of nature. This was correct to a certain extent, but it was still not a good time to let Jenkins know the truth. opportunity.

"But everything tonight will probably be pushed to the Duke of Antak of the Chesland Kingdom. You know who that is. I heard that he even appeared during your open class... The Kingdom of Fidictry They will probably declare war on the Chesland Kingdom in the near future. What happened tonight is more serious than launching a small-scale war... He dropped stupefying poison into the city's water pipelines and led his men to attack the city hall. and the church, desecrating corpses to prove that they are favored by the evil god...that's about it."

Leaving everything tonight to Duke Antak is definitely the best way to think of it in a hurry. Moreover, the foreign duke is not innocent. He is at least half responsible for what happened tonight. If he had not been greedy and cooperated with Pompeii in order to obtain the emblem of the savior, Nolan would not have suffered such a serious disaster.

"Has the church caught the Duke now?"

"Not yet. The main energy of the church now is to deal with the plague problem after the wave of undead. It is conceivable that we will spend the whole spring in disaster prevention, and the business this year will probably be very sluggish..."

Dad paused for a moment and then said slowly:

"Moreover, the best situation is that Duke Antak cannot be caught now. Everyone knows that he is dead. It is only a matter of time."

The church still doesn’t know the role played by Duke Antak in this matter, and it seems that it doesn’t know about the [Stage of Destiny] either. Now the Duke and Jenkins have mastered the [Stage] Mystery Lock at the same time, but neither of them knows how to evolve into the [Destiny Stage] next.

Jenkins planned to activate the maze again as soon as possible, so that the Duke would appear in front of him at the right time. It was very dangerous to let such a guy out there, and Jenkins would not let him have another chance.

"So, everything is over?"

"I guess so..."

The old man seemed a little absent-minded, sitting on the bed with his head down, peeling an apple for Jenkins. The cat squatted on the quilt obediently, staring at the plump red fruit with big eyes without blinking.

"In fact, there are still some things. In addition to the aftermath, this accident made the church discover that the number of illegal gifters in Nolan was more than expected. But this is not the point, after all, they also helped a lot. The point is that it was not only humans who fought with the undead last night, but a large number of aliens appeared on the battlefield... In other words, Nolan is now lurking with a large number of alien creatures, and the church is unaware of it."