Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 Chocolate moved his eyes on Jenkins' knees with his eyes closed, hoping to find a better resting position.

"When a human gifter enters the transcendence for the first time, he will awaken a world gift ability and a soul origin ability, and finally an empty ability position; while a foreign gifter with racial talent will directly fill three bubbles when awakening. : World gifts, racial talents, soul abilities.

　　 As the level increases, the alien species will only add a new ability position at each level, and corresponding to the even-numbered level of humans, they add additional racial talent abilities. Although they are more or less born with the extraordinary abilities of racial inheritance, they can only be better utilized and strengthened if they become abilities recognized by the world. It is also because of this that in the ancient era, humans were never the dominant species. "

Jenkins was still in shock. He recalled the aliens he had seen. When he first met the devil, it was hidden in the human body. In addition, Jenkins was too low at that time, so he did not see the light spot representing the ability. ; When I met an elf a few days ago, I did not deliberately observe him; and that unicorn...

　　 "Is this the same for all alien species?"

"No, there are thousands of wise races that have appeared in the long river of history, but only a few humanoid races can give birth to gifters. Therefore, these races have become the overlords of the world, such as elves, dwarves, giants, and elements. Spirits, ancient murlocs and current humans, etc."

　　 Seeing what else Jenkins wanted to say, she shook her head again: "I know you want to talk about the Dragon Kingdom, but that incident was an accident and has something to do with those great ones."

　　 "In other words, it is possible for the vampire species to acquire the ability to interfere with divination through learning?"

"Yes, the premise is that it is indeed a gifter. In fact, the proportion of gifters of all races is the same, but aliens have weak supernatural abilities even if they are not gifters. That is really weak, and we are familiar with it. In the history of occultism, all the well-known alien species that have appeared are all gifters.

　　 The high-level demon that appeared in Nolan in the fall is more accurately described as [high-level demon-given who has been blessed and blessed by the great]. I watched the final investigation report. The twin demons were both ninth-level demigods, and they stayed for at least several thousand years! If you don’t come to the material world privately and lose your body, then the danger is definitely not just spreading to a city. "

　　 "What does the blue alien ability represent?"

　　 "represents the talents of different races that are almost impossible to learn through rituals."

　　 Jenkins was stunned for a long time and couldn't speak, but he felt a subtle spirit poured into his body from the top of his head. This process lasted for a long time.

　　 "Does the unicorn population have the gift of gifters?"

　　 He suddenly asked a strange question.

　　 "As far as I know, there is no such thing."

　　 The topic of alien gifters is a taboo in this era, which seems to be related to the truth of alien species' withdrawal from the material world. But Miss Audrey did not evade this to Jenkins, and almost knew it.

　　 Aside from the problem that he may face a powerful vampire in the future, what Jenkins is most concerned about at the moment is, where does the ability of the unicorn call come from?

　　Dream Soul, which is also a blue alien ability, is out of the body. It is obviously a gift from Mr. Barnard. This does not need to be doubted; but the unicorn summoning is not like a unicorn gift...

　　 "Could it be that I felt about'watching unicorns' and then realized it on my own? At that time, there was indeed a very strange feeling, as if there was a kind of power seeping out from my body..."

　　 With such a question, he embarked on the journey home. Chocolate lay boringly on the man's shoulder, trying to "remind him", but it felt like this would be very boring.

　　 "Meow~"

The meaning of 　　 is-forget it.

Chapter 493 Chapter 486 The Assailant in the Fog

　　 Jenkins does not intend to call out the unicorn within the area of ​​Nolan City in the near future. At least it will have to wait until the two of the Sun and the Church of Justice leave. He has had enough trouble recently, and he doesn't want his life to collapse because of a small mistake.

　　 The chocolate is full and full today. When she left Miss Audrey’s residence, it was still a bit energetic, but soon took the initiative to grab the collar and asked to enter the coat, and then lay there peacefully and fell asleep. Even Jenkins can feel the cat's unconscious body trembling during sleep.

　　 The fog at night is still so big, at night without street lights, if it were not for the monocle, Jenkins would not even dare to walk on the street.

　　He reached the end of the street, but unexpectedly did not find any carriages parked here, so he planned to walk two more blocks. There was a big road over there, and there must be a coachman soliciting business.

　　 When passing the alleyway of a certain alley, a strange clashing sound suddenly came from the darkness and thick fog. Jenkins turned his head to look, immediately called out the black robe and then shrank to the side.

　　 almost wiped his body, a man flew out of the alley as if he had been hit by a huge force. After rolling a few times in the middle of the street, he spread his arms and stopped moving with his head down.

　　 "I have a bad feeling..."

　　 Jenkins had no time to react, and the sound of his boots stomping on the ground immediately came from the alley where the man flew out. According to the voice, the heels of those boots must be high.

Walking out of the alley was a tall man with a mask, wrapped in a black windbreaker, the fringing of the sleeves seemed to be embroidered with gold thread, and the pale skin of his right finger was wearing a ruby ​​ring. .

　　 "This is a vampire species..."

　　 He couldn’t believe that his luck would be so bad, and although the sight of the masked man was blocked, he could feel Jenkins in another way:

　　 "I found fresh blood again..."

He moved in the direction of Jenkins, turned his head to look at the embarrassed fat man who was standing under the canopy of the dessert shop with a small face, and then said unexpectedly with a hoarse voice: "I thought someone with such outstanding blood should have a good deal Vulgar..."

　　 "Don't come here!"

　　 Jenkins raised his hands and said.

　　 Hearing these words, the man wearing the mask immediately opened his arms and rushed forward. Jenkins waved his hands in a panic, and when the hands of both parties touched in a hurry, a dazzling flame rose from the palms of the two of them, and instantly wrapped the man with the mask.

　　 "Ah~"

　　 He kept leaping forward and wailed, then was kicked back into the alley by Jenkins. As the crackling sound became louder and the burning smell became stronger, the wailing sound became weaker and weaker.

"So simple?"

　　 He thought in his heart, and turned around to check if there was anything wrong with the man who fell on the street. But as soon as the back turned, a red arrow shot out from the deeper part of the alley, and with a puff, it shot into Jenkins's body from the back directly to the heart.

"This......"

　　 He said incredulously, and then fell to one side, plopped and fell to the ground-because falling forward would press the cat in the chest.

　　 "Tonight's luck is really bad, just walk around and meet two benefactors."

　　 The voice of the fourth person came from the alley. This is also a person wearing a black trench coat with a mask, and the same ruby ​​ring on the finger of his right hand, but it looks larger.

　　 "Waste!"

　　 He cursed beside the still burning fire in the alley, ignoring the fat man pretending to be dead on the side, but walking towards the man in the middle of the street.

　　 "Your magic eyes are mine~"

　　 He squatted down and tried to turn the man over, but he did not expect that the man grabbed his wrist at once, and then slammed his head upwards. The impact of the hard skull and chin produced the sound of someone's bone breaking, which was obviously not a skull breaking.

　　 "Go~"

　　 Seeing that the blow worked, the man threw out a metal bolt hidden in his palm again. After the heavy sound as if steel bars fell to the ground, the man in the mask seemed to be fixed, his limbs stretched and he collapsed on the ground.

　　Fluttering fluttering~

　　 He shook his body vigorously, and dozens of bats flew out in all directions, and then gathered together at the door of the store farther away.

　　 The masked man who reappeared panting hard, barely supported the wall on the side to stand firm. As far as Jenkins knows, this ability to reorganize the body into a bat can cause irreversible damage to the body.

　　 "Nolan is really more dangerous!"

　　 It was the man who fell on the street just now, and Jenkins knew him. This is the third person of the Magic Eye Collection Association in Nolan City, and the only person who has not been arrested by the church.

　　 He put his hand into his arms, and then took out a short dagger, but the handle was a bit long. With a violent flick downwards, the gorgeous red light rose from the handle of the dagger, covered and extended along the blade, and finally turned into a long sword.

　　 "Huh~"

　　 The mask man made the same action, except that his sword was more like it was made directly with blood in his body. Jenkins suspected that the arrow he had just shot was also made.

　　 For a better view, he quietly moved his head while neither of them paid attention, and pressed back the chocolate that he wanted to arch out of the coat from the neckline with his chin.

　　Dangling~

　　 It was clear that the swords on both sides were not made of metal, but they made a metal crash on the first blow. The red light shavings reflected the agile skills of the two men. Every time the blade hits, one of them can be seen retreating.

　　 "Heh~"

　　 The Demon Eye Man hacked down again from top to bottom, but he did not expect that his opponent's other hand would actually have another short blade.

　　 The one-handed blood sword was cut in half, but his left hand accurately pierced the short blade into the opponent's abdomen.

　　 He wanted to win the chase, but the magic eye collector smiled strangely and then immediately lowered his head, and a dagger flew out from behind him.

　　 The masked man slid his head and let the dagger fly over his mask. He just saw clearly that the fat man who threw the dagger was probably already dead. In an instant of thinking, there was a sound of breaking through the air again behind him.

　　 The dagger flew back again, and flew back to the fat man's hand with a precise stroke on his neck.

　　 "Be careful, he has no fatal parts!"

"I know!"

　　 Jenkins jumped up and chased forward with a silver light band wrapped around his arm.

Chapter 494 Tree House

　　 The masked man covered his neck and escaped into the fog. His footsteps were very quiet, but Jenkins, who was chasing behind, relied on his glasses and was completely unaffected by the environment. The Evil Eye Collector was left behind because of his injuries, and Jenkins entered the dark alley one after another.

　　 But when I ran in, there was no one inside.

"what's happenin?"

　　 The man clutching his abdomen ran here after nearly half a minute, and faced the empty alley with Jenkins.

　　 There are high walls on both sides of this alley, but there are some scattered **** on the walls. One of the two has special glasses and the other has special eyes. The vision is not affected by darkness and fog, but no one knows where that person has gone.

　　 "The blood stain extends to the entrance of the alley."

　　 Jenkins said, raised his hand and stretched the dagger in his hand to the man’s neck:

　　 "Put down your weapon and stretch out your hand!"

　　 "I saved you!"

　　'S voice was complaining.

　　 "I saved you too!"

　　 The voice is straightforward and strong.

　　 "I don't know if you still remember, we met once, but let you run away that time."

　　 "Oh, sir, you are a believer in the new god."

　　'S tone was not surprised at all, as if he had already thought of it.

　　 "Name?"

　　 "What is my name? Sorry, I haven't introduced myself."

　　 The middle-aged man shrugged, his tone was relaxed: "My name is Ace Spice."

　　 "What are you doing in Nolan?"

　　 "Look for a special eye, but that thing seems to have been destroyed recently, and no trace can be found even if it is predicted. Considering that the city is becoming more and more dangerous, in fact, I am already preparing to leave."

　　 This is consistent with what Jenkins has learned so far, but he has other problems.

　　 "What's the situation tonight?"

"What else can happen? Those two are ordinary humans infected by blood-sucking species. The one you burned to death is too weak. It should be the infected human being infected twice or even three times. Since the one who ran away just now Even the bat can do it. I think the one who bestows his blood should be at least a purebred higher vampire species."

　　 "Oh, it turns out that it really has the ability to infect humans...that's why the old man and Miss Bevanna think that even if the blood-sucking race is not as strong as the devil, it is more harmful to the city!"

　　 Seeing Jenkins thinking about it, Mr. Spice reminded:

　　 "I think there should be no reason for us to be hostile to each other? And I am a law-abiding citizen. Even if you want to be a partner of justice, you should not take me as a target."

　　 "I hope you can help me answer a question."

　　 Jenkins thought for a while and thought he was right, but the weapon in his hand was not put down:

　　 "I heard that your organization [Magic Eye Collection Association] is an organization with an extremely old history?"

　　 "Yes, of course, our history can be traced back to the 10th era at least! Sir, is this your problem?"

　　 While he was talking, he sorted out his own clothes, and he didn't even realize that someone would hold his neck with a dagger.

　　 "No, no, no, my question is: In this case, you should also know many of the same old organizations. Now please tell me, do you know [Tree House]?"

　　 This organization is related to the mysterious Mr. Clark, and this man has been looming in the fight for the savior [the undead]. Until now, Jenkins didn't know what this man was going to do.

　　 "Oh, tree house~ I know, they are a bunch of lunatics."

　　 Mr. Spice nodded suddenly, and almost bumped his neck against the blade of the dagger, Jenkins had to withdraw it back some distance:

　　 "A very old organization, even older than some righteous gods."

　　 said, the middle-aged man carefully did not know what was painted on his chest, then raised his head and said, "How offended."

　　 "Does that group of people gather together for a certain purpose, or does it belong to a branch of the church of a great person?"

"Their composition is very complicated, but they are definitely not brought together because of a unified belief. They are gathered together, illegal people who work hard to obtain the identity of the savior, lurking in the era, and will appear at the end of the era. I Think you should know what it means to be a savior..."

　　 "That is an organization...want to become a god?"

　　 Jenkins asked.