Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 This is done purely by burning divine nature, rather than combining one's own abilities, so it consumes a lot of divine nature.

"what is this?"

　　 Jenkins looked at the monster that Liverpool had transformed, asked in his heart, and then the answer automatically emerged:

　　 "The descendants of the beast of calamity [Scarlet Mayfly]-[First Blood Mollusk] are the product of infecting humans with their own power."

　　 Sure enough, the three vampire species are actually related to the monsters sealed by the dominator for the savior's quota, which is really surprising.

　　 While Jenkins is thinking, the gifters from the Orthodox Church have also arrived at the scene from a distance. In the eyes of mortals, a huge golden square in the sky envelops an invisible monster and an indescribable god. A monstrous wave of blood surged in the enclosed space, and the blood-red moonlight made the blood in everyone's bodies faintly agitated.

　　 The terrifying soft creature rose to a higher position than the gods in the night sky, and the blood tide appeared from the void like a waterfall, and plunged into the material world below. Even the golden barrier can't stop all of this, no one can know the consequences of the flood of blood flooding the city.

　　 "What is it that made it look like this?"

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart and raised his right fist. If no **** appears tonight, these blood-sucking species can at least completely destroy the city below. But destiny always arranges the right people to appear in the right place with the right items at the right time. Nolan will not be eternal, but at least the fate of destruction is not at this point in time.

　　 Under the night sky, the lonely **** wore a pure white light, facing the unstoppable scarlet tide, faintly seeing his clothes turning in the night breeze.

　　 No one knows what happened, time seemed to stop at that moment, and the insignificant fist was slammed to the extreme height, as if the light that opened up the world was smashing into the blood.

　　 The cold light that freezes everything **** with the tide, amidst the trembling crackling sound, and the sacred song that made people kneel down and knocked down, the rushing tide stopped abruptly. The tide was frozen in the night sky, the frost spread upward along the **** water, and the tide was aimed at the mortals below like a sharp blade.

　　 But it will never come down again, after all, the kind gods protect the city.

　　 The **** retracted his fist and stood out of thin air with his hand, and the blood above his head could no longer move forward. That scene is like a hero slaying a dragon alone in an ancient mural, but the hero has at least one sword.

　　【Frost Fist】With the help of divine power, he has exerted a power that Jenkins can't imagine. He is very satisfied with all this. The right hand stretched out again, and the dots of light gathered into a strangely shaped miner's lamp.

　　 sighed, the silver-white light erupted in a fan, and the bottom-up shrouded the frozen blood tide and soft monsters. Both are frozen and unable to move, and can only be turned into small parts that fall from the air. Before the raindrops of dense metal fell on the ground, a passive fire rose from the void, burning those terrible things to ashes.

　　 After all this was over, the blue moon returned to the night sky, and the black dots in the blood moon disappeared without a trace. What is still moving in the night sky, only large swaths of fly ash flying in the wind.

　　 The whispering disappeared completely, only the chant rang loudly above the earth. The **** stands in the night sky, overlooking the people on the ground.

　　 "I want to find a way to end it."

　　 Things tonight have been witnessed by so many ordinary people, which will definitely have a great impact on Jenkins's peaceful life afterwards. He hates his life being disrupted.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 I hate chocolate, too.

　　Although he was prepared to use his divinity in advance, it was far beyond Jenkins's expectation to cause such a big disturbance this time. The headache now is how to end it. He hopes that tomorrow morning, Nolan, ordinary people will still live as normal as they used to be.

　　 The gods who mortal people kowtow to the ground and dare not look directly at the sky. It was late at night, and the brief noise did not arouse the whole city's thoughts. The mortals who knew what happened just now should only be in three digits.

　　 "The Son of God is dead, the alien species are all dead, let this all end."

　　 He thought in his heart, chuckled the cat’s forehead, opened his arms, and announced to the people below in a loud voice:

　　 "Nothing happened tonight, the meteorite fell on Nolan."

　　 burned all the parts of the divine nature that were not used up, fortunately, he is the **** of lies.

　　 This matter still needs the church to end, so the power of lies blessed by the divine is only aimed at ordinary people without spirits. Jenkins is actually very curious about what kind of follow-up this will cause, but now he just wants to go home and get a good night's sleep, it's all over.

　　 The night is still deep.

　　PS: I accidentally forgot the setting that Jenkins needs to be out of his body to become a god. The relevant chapters and the previous chapter of Liushen’s Nolan have been changed, I’m sorry.

Chapter 660 Chapter 648 The Temptation of Mirrors

　　 picked up his body in the alley and returned to St. George Street with chocolate. At this time, the lights were on in half of the city, and people were awakened by the sudden meteorite shower, and eagerly wanted to know what happened to the blazing block in the east of the city.

　　 Jenkins, who had fallen back into a mortal form, remembered when he opened the door of his home that he had forgotten to destroy the mirror with divine power, but this made it easy for him to ask a few deadly questions.

　　 It was getting noisy outside, but Jenkins just couldn't hear it. Seeing the half an hour agreed with Alexia, there was still a while, he lit his own fireplace, got into the quilt in front of the sofa, and let the chocolate lie in front of him.

　　 When I took out the mirror, there seemed to be a real temptation to seduce the soul, which came from the mirror.

"anyone there?"

　　 He asked in a low voice, but immediately felt that this questioning method was silly, so he asked his own question directly:

　　 "Savior's Emblem [True Phantom], how should I get it."

　　 There was a flash of light on the mirror, and then a middle-aged man with a hair set appeared in the mirror. The cat squinted his eyes, tilted his head and pointed his eyes at the back of the mirror.

　　 Generally speaking, Jenkins can only see his handsome face in the mirror, so when the man with wrinkles on his face and poor dressing taste appeared, he couldn't help feeling sick. This man's dressing style is very old and primitive. Even the oldest oil paintings may not have such an image. This makes Jenkins believe that he has not changed his clothes for several epochs.

　　 "Oh~ I changed the owner."

　　 The man in the mirror stood up and leaned on the back of the chair and laughed. The background was a dark space, which made the scene a little scary and weird.

　　 "Don't talk nonsense, answer my question."

　　 Jenkins said viciously.

　　 "Those blood-sucking species are really unreliable, huh~ They also want to get involved with that noble qualification. Oh, my new master, please don't be so upset. I know all your questions."

　　 "[Real Phantom] What are the requirements?"

　　 He asked again.

　　 "It's very simple, don't worry, I will tell you all the information."

　　 "Then speak up!"

　　 The tone of the mirror's speech made my heart irritable, and Jenkins had already begun to imagine what would happen if he gave it to the Protoss for a while.

"[True Phantom] is actually the magical ability to control one's own phantom, so it must be helped by the power of the gods. [Illusions] [Shadow] [Lies] and other related priesthoods are all OK, my previous master tried to rely on [ Shadow] The priesthood, this priesthood is currently controlled by a terrible beast of calamity."

　　 This is mutual confirmation with what happened tonight, but they probably did not intend to introduce the beast of calamity to the material world, but they have to use some of their power, otherwise it will not be the "Savior's Insignia" but the "World Destroyer's Insignia". The Vampires and Liverpool just didn't expect that the power of calamity is definitely not something such a weak creature like them can get involved.

　　Think about it carefully. It seems that this mirror has led Liverpool to cause all this tonight, and it is the culprit.

　　 "What role did George Liverpool play in this matter?"

　　 He had to temporarily turn his attention away from the savior's emblem, because he thought it was more important.

"If you are referring to the last person who held me, then he is one of the few human beings who is suitable for the sacrifice of [Scarlet Mayfly]. That group of blood-sucking species sneaked out of the world, through me, I learned [Real Phantom] related information, and hooked up with another group of people through the transaction, and got a way to contact the beast of calamity. But I didn’t expect to lose money in the end and let you pick it up. I have to say that your luck is really good. Very good, because I have now passed them and learned all the information about that qualification. Now, ask me again, I must ask all the information before I can tell it!"

　　 The person in the mirror touched his black goatee and said. The dark background behind him gradually became clear. It seemed to be a study room, but the workmanship of the bookshelves in the study room and the skull of the goat with horns hanging on the wall showed a primitive and evil feeling.

　　 It doesn't seem to know what happened outside just now, otherwise it would never talk to Jenkins in this tone.

　　 "Can I not know the outside world during non-use period?"

　　 Jenkins guessed, and some did not believe that it would answer all the questions so cooperatively.

　　 "Liverpool was probably killed by it just now, of course, that should also be related to the curse of the Stres family's blood."

　　 He suddenly became vigilant, thinking that he should no longer be greedy for knowledge, and that it was correct to send the mirror directly to the Protoss.

　　 Chocolate nodded in agreement, but it was a pity that it was hidden in the shadow of the fire, so no one noticed this movement.

　　 The outside gradually became noisy, even if the fight between the gods and monsters under the blood moon was distorted by lies and turned into "meteorite attacks", this was quite shocking to mortals.

　　 Jenkins even heard the voice of the Goodman family next door. They probably ran out of the house in their pajamas, thinking it was an earthquake just now.

　　 But the noisy things outside have nothing to do with Jenkins, he doesn't care about the reactions of the citizens in the dark.

　　 "But I am a real god, what can this mirror do to me?"

　　 He couldn't help but think so.

　　 "Yes, the savior's emblem is equally important to me. It is almost at your fingertips now, and the cost is just asking a question."

　　 He shakes, the expression on his face is uncertain. The person in the mirror triumphantly played with his beard, rotating his fingers around the end of the beard.

　　 "You can rest assured that I will answer your every question truthfully."

　　 The chocolate lying on the side can no longer listen to it. It is unwilling to waste time in such a place, after all, it is time to go to bed. Determined to help Jenkins, this stupid guy seemed to be hit.

　　 Before the cat could do anything, Jenkins suddenly buckled the mirror upside down on the table.

　　 The creatures in this mirror are unable to tell lies due to the defects of their souls, so Jenkins can't discern his intentions by virtue of the power of the priesthood.

　　 Incomplete truth is sometimes more terrifying than lies. For this, Jenkins knows better than anyone, he is a master at this. Thinking about it carefully, Jenkins seriously suspected that those blood-sucking species were inseparable from this mirror.

　　Although I was tempted for a moment, just like the Protoss Rakul once said, the soul of God, even if it is an incomplete soul of God, is enough to be immune to the temptation of the mirror.

　　 Chocolate fell down again, stretched out his paws, it was a boring night.

Chapter 661 Another Fool

　　 Jenkins certainly covets the ability of [real phantom], but he is an absolutely cautious person. For his own safety, no matter what ideas the mirror was making, he did not intend to ask questions about the savior's emblem. This was obviously a trap.

　　 But before sending the mirror to the astral world, Jenkins has one more question that needs to be answered. Although this question is not important, it has troubled him for a long time.

"On the night when your holder met the believer of the new god, yes, on that severely damaged bridge, what did you plan to do? That time was really unusual, taking you It turns out that only an ordinary human infected person appears. Isn’t the blood-sucking species so relieved?"

　　 In one of the few encounters with this mirror, Jenkins only did not know the purpose of its appearance. Because of its incomplete [omniscience] nature, its outings must have special meanings.

　　 "That time out?"

　　 The middle-aged man in the mirror looked suspiciously at his current holder:

　　 "Why do you know this?"

　　 "You only need to answer my questions."

"No, no, before I went out, I knew from the future that everything would go smoothly, but I still encountered an attack. This is one of the few [all-knowing] that I have failed for so many years until recently. I just wanted to understand that the new **** probably shared some of his divinity to his believers."

　　 The answer is very close, but it is still incorrect.

　　 The mirror still shows no sign of answering Jenkins’ question, or that he is answering:

"I went out secretly to meet an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time. Although I was accidentally attacked, when the mirror moved, I unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Nolan's underground pipeline in the gap between reality and illusion. B-08-02-8214, a vending machine for equivalent exchange."

　　 "What did you do with B-08-02-8214?"

　　 Jenkins asked again.

　　 He thought that the mirror would deliberately mislead or tell some specious truths, but he didn't expect to immediately explain everything.

　　 The middle-aged man raised his head and looked out of the mirror, looking at Jenkins' body with piercing eyes.

"To be honest, I was tired of living in a mirror, but the **** seal could not be cracked anyway. After such a long time, I came up with some very risky methods, one of which is to use B -08-02-8214, if you risk synthesizing yourself with some materials, you might be able to replace the seal."

　　 "It turns out that it consumes most of the energy of that machine! I knew that the divination course has nothing to do with that thing!"

　　 Jenkins understood immediately.

　　 "Then, use the resurrection corpse to synthesize..."

"Yes, I used the rhetoric of [this is conducive to the smooth progress of the plan] to deceive the vampires, making them mistakenly believe that the synthesis of the corpse is an important step in [the real phantom]. But in fact, it was just me breaking the seal It’s just another effort. If I can find the right material and reuse that machine for twelve replacements, I’m half confident to get rid of that **** seal."

　　 "Then how many times have you used it now?"

　　 This is the key question.

"Nine times, the **** new **** believer destroyed the tenth material first. Hmph, I suspect that the new **** and the ancient gods who participated in sealing me have reached an agreement. Nine replacements wasted a lot of time and my own Energy, I must guarantee that I will not be crushed in the machine."

　　 "In other words, you can't completely get rid of the seal now?"

　　 "Yes, you can't break the seal'completely'."

　　 The two looked at each other through the mirror. This action actually didn't make any sense, but no one could be sure whether the other party had a back move.

　　 Finally, Jenkins spoke first:

　　 "Can you not completely break the seal now?"

"Yes it is."

　　 The man in the mirror nodded, and then suddenly jumped out of the mirror. In the sudden gust of wind that opened the window, the faintly dark soul sank directly into Jenkins's arm. After a few seconds, only Jenkins and Chocolate could hear the screams:

　　 "No, this is impossible, you are..."

　　 The room has returned to tranquility, and the window that was blown by the wind just now has stopped moving. As if that gust of wind and that scene were just an illusion.

　　 "Oh~"

　　 He sighed, pursed his mouth and watched the mirror in his hand decay a little bit, the metal rust marks peeled off, and the gems turned into dust. The last trouble that this mirror brought to Jenkins was that it contaminated his hands and his sofa.

　　 "This should be the second soul who wants to take this body~"

　　 He sat there and sighed softly, bending slightly forward, approaching the flame in the fireplace, the light of the fire rippling in his eyes.