Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Can I ask a question? I am actually very puzzled, why is this ability [hero] classified as a black divine type?"

He knew the type of this ability from the book. This is the second ability of this type that Jenkins has seen so far. Before that, he once thought that only those abilities that can make sin coins will be returned. Similar to black sacred.

"This is very simple, because the existence of [heroes] can reduce the sins produced by intelligent life. All the abilities that can reduce sins or condense sins are black sacred types. Black represents that they will deal with sins, and sacredness explains these abilities. It’s good for the world."

　　 the hero of the previous generation replied, and then added:

"When I appeared, I got some common sense of this era. I know that in the numbered item classification of the Orthodox Church, black is often used to refer to Class A crooks. That's because most of the crooks are the condensation of sins, so they have That kind of color refers to. I know that in people’s culture, black usually does not represent a positive symbolic meaning, but in the transcendent world, everything that is related to [sin], whether it is the ability to reduce sin or the condensing of sin , Its color is black.

　　 [Hero] is also black. We never advertise our achievements. What we do is just for the peace of our hearts. "

　　 "I understand, thank you for telling me these things, the black sacred type's ability, but it has puzzled me for a long time, and now it is finally clear."

"Don't thank me, in fact, I should thank you even more. Because of your appearance, [hero] can continue to pass on. But remember, we pass on not only strength, but also belief. Heroes are bonds, and someone will pass it on. Inherit, and shine again."

Chapter 1458 Chapter 1435 Gifts of Heroes

　　 The sound of crackling firewood is the background of this conversation. The night is very quiet, and Jenkins's heart is also very peaceful. He nodded gently, willing to accept this inheritance. He didn't want to be a hero, but just hoped to get more power to save the people he loves.

"Black sacred abilities are the most special of all types of abilities. It is expressed in the way of acquisition. The acquisition of such abilities can usually only be inherited, and cannot be actively learned. Therefore, after I die, the world will actively retain mine. Image memory, to prepare for the next inheritance, of course, this may also be an arrangement made by the gods for destiny.

　　 If you fail to complete your savior's great cause and move to a higher dimension, then you will also have the opportunity to sit by the campfire and talk about these things with the next generation of successors as a memory. "

　　 As he said, the man stretched out his hand and pointed to Jenkins, and the black light flew in from his fingertips and went straight into Jenkins' eyebrows.

　　 A cold feeling ran through his body, and for a moment he even thought that his heartbeat had stopped. But in return, he was still sitting by the campfire, as if the death-like illusion hadn't appeared at all. The chaotic color bubble that symbolizes the "Disaster Poetry" is highlighted. The chaotic colors are entangled and eventually become black. This light spot has also successfully squeezed into the core area of ​​the light spot of all abilities, becoming the new savior emblem. .

The image of 　　 emblem is a sword inserted diagonally, which may symbolize the original great cause.

　　 "I will pass on to you not only [hero], as a gift to the successor, I will give you another ability."

　　 "Thank you for your generosity, but I don't have enough bubbles to accommodate the new power."

　　 Jenkins said embarrassedly.

"this is very simple."

　　 said, the man in armor pointed his hand at Jenkins again. Immediately, a huge number of spirits poured into his body from the surrounding space.

After 　　 was upgraded to level 5, he had already absorbed enough spirits, so after two months, he was finally able to level up again, reaching level 6, which most of the bestowers could not climb in their entire lives.

　　 Since the end of July last year, he came to this world and became an ordinary Jenkins. Nearly a year, he is about to see the end of a mortal.

When 　　 reaches the sixth level, he has 4 blank bubbles again, which is enough to hold four brand-new abilities.

　　 "I have a lot of abilities and learning ceremonies I know, but the one I am best at is the red martial arts ability. You can ask me for your needs, and I will look for similar abilities."

　　 said the ancient hero.

　　 "Then can I be greedy, do you know any ability that allows me to communicate with animals?"

　　 Jenkins doesn't ask for much. Although his abilities are messy and unsystematic, he can barely take care of all aspects because of the large number.

　　 The ability to communicate with animals is what he has always needed. Not only to understand the idea of ​​my own pet cat, but also to better understand my life-like abilities.

"It is very simple to realize this idea, but it is completely unrealistic to rely on one ability to communicate with all kinds of animals. Before the establishment of the gifted system, the transcendents used occupations as a classification method. The guest has many related abilities. After the gifter system was established, these abilities were re-interpreted and classified. I think I happen to have one that suits you very well. This ability has helped me through countless difficulties. But remember, Rangers usually take a long time to communicate with a certain creature they are familiar with. The communication of mind is never achieved overnight. You have to experience the world with your heart..."

　　 As the flame jumped, his figure faded away, the helmet and sword beside him had disappeared, and this memory was also gone.

"Be sure to remember the meaning of the word [hero], remember that this is a bond, not a power to do whatever you want. Young savior, I look forward to your success. The future of this world depends on you... ."

　　 Huaguang shot at Jenkins from his body, and then only Jenkins was left beside the bonfire.

　　 He silently looked at all his abilities. In addition to the brand new [Hero (Black Sacred)], there was also a brand new ability symbolizing green life in the outer circle:

　　【Simultaneous feelings of all creatures】.

　　 "What does this mean? Can I talk to chocolate?"

　　 He didn't stand up, but looked around with his eyes. When he saw an invisible depression on the grass beside him, he immediately thought of a cat stepping on the grass and walking in another direction in a catwalk posture.

　　 beckoned the chocolate standing in the dark in the distance to come back. After holding it up under his front paws with both hands, he stared at the beautiful amber cat eyes. The color of the cat's eyes is particularly conspicuous because his back is facing the campfire.

　　 "Chocolate, did you hear me?"

　　 "Meow~"

　　 is still a meow, Jenkins can't tell the meaning of this sound. He was a little disappointed to put his cat down, his eyes fell unconsciously on the idling sparrow on the side of the grass, feeling something, and suddenly said to the small creature.

"How's the weather today?"

　　 Mahjong certainly doesn't suddenly speak the lingua franca with Nolan dialect, and it doesn't even make any sound. It just raised its head and looked at Jenkins, then fluttered into the night sky.

　　 was just a look. He couldn't see the sparrow's eyes even in the dark, but Jenkins did hear the little creature's voice. Very illusory, very fragile, but very clear:

　　 "There is a damp smell in the air, it's going to rain, I'm going back."

　　 He took a breath and looked at the fire in front of him again, some understanding of the meaning of the so-called "sympathetic sympathy". He had felt the sound of trees many times in the past, and it was probably a similar situation.

Therefore, to understand the cry of chocolate, I am afraid that it will take more time. The cat itself is a creature with extremely complex thoughts. In addition, it also has a spirit. The idea of ​​wanting to empathize with it is probably not as expected. It's that simple.

　　 After figuring out the gift, Jenkins sat in front of the campfire for a long time before standing up, thinking about the black sacred abilities that he had just received from the man and the information about the end of the era.

　　 After getting this ability, he suddenly felt a sense of urgency. After all, the appearance of all savior abilities represents the arrival of the final day, and now only the last purple destiny, yellow spells and green life have not appeared.

　　 Judging from the frequency of his constant encounters with the savior's abilities in the past six months, the final day is very likely to appear before the end of 1866 in the Eighteenth Period General Calendar, and that is not far away.

　　PS: There may be errors in the front, but so far no one has told Jenkins directly that [Unknown Road Ahead] belongs to the emblem, so he doesn't know it by default.

Chapter 1459 Chapter 1436 The Sixth Stone Slab

　　 By convention, the Doomsday Tablet is near the place where the savior's ability is gained. Jenkins searched around the abandoned cemetery and found a cave on the side of the cliff where the cemetery was. The unicorn led him to the cave and jumped in. After opening the blocked tomb door, he looked at it with a miner’s lamp. What we arrived at was an ancient underground tomb.

　　 Landslides and mudslides occurred in this neighborhood last year. The abandoned cemetery was originally adjacent to the Augustus family cemetery, but the road has now been blocked. The cliff where the cemetery was located collapsed a bit, although it did not affect the area of ​​the cemetery, but it exposed something underground.

　　 From the perspective of style, this ancient tomb is decorated in the 15th century, but it should not be left by nobles or extraordinary people, because the decorative wall at the entrance to the tomb is very shabby.

　　I couldn't walk inward a few steps along the narrow tomb and saw the sarcophagus. There were gold objects in the tomb as burial objects, and some stones were piled up in the corners. The doomsday documents were lying on the ground and waiting for Jenkins:

　　 [Someone stands up in the bell of disaster,]

　　【The hero's deeds have been passed down through the ages. 】

　　 [Time has witnessed the stories of generations,]

　　【The doomsday spectrum is a legend again and again. 】

　　【Fate pulls the silk thread,】

　　 [What is implicated by this is a coincidence,]

　　 [It is also the path people choose. 】

　　【The end of the eighteenth century is approaching,】

　　【The gods are waiting for a decision,】

　　【The ruler sits on the throne,】

　　【Heroes make epics. 】

　　 His voice echoed in the grave, but only the cat could hear it.

　　 inspected this slab of trickery with black aura, glanced at the tomb again, and found a series of words on the surface of the coffin.

　　According to human custom, usually this position of the coffin will be decorated with some ancient poems or sentences from religious books, but after translating that paragraph, it is discovered that the person lying in the tomb does not follow the routine at all:

　　 [Grave Robber! Get out of here with those funerary objects, don't touch my coffin, or I will curse you! 】

　　 "I am not a tomb thief, and I engraved these sentences on my coffin. How scared are you to be robbed?"

　　 He smiled and patted the coffin, and then, as expected, he stained his hand with ashes. He had no interest in stealing other people's tombs, and after leaving with the slate, he sealed the tomb again, just as it was an interesting episode.

　　 then returned to the city and knocked on the door of the post office.

　　 It's already midnight, and of course the post office will not be open. But under Jenkins's tireless percussion, tonight's janitor opened the door sleepily.

　　 "Oh, sir, if you want to rob, I suggest you go to the gold shop next door, there is no money here."

　　 said the middle-aged man who yawned.

　　 "I'm not here to rob, I want to mail something."

　　 "Please come again in 9 hours."

　　 said he wanted to close the door, but Jenkins immediately reached out and grabbed the door. His power was so great that the janitor, who was not conscious because of his sleepiness, mistakenly thought that a stone was stuck in the crack of the door.

　　 "Look here!"

　　 Jenkins said suddenly, the janitor raised his head subconsciously, and the sleepy eyes immediately met Jenkins's eyes.

"I am a very trustworthy person, and I am a very generous person. You have promised me to send this big stone to the Church of the Sage when the post office opens tomorrow morning. You are happy to do this because you You can get a golden pound and a sense of satisfaction."

　　 Talking, Jenkins took out his wallet from his pocket, counted two bills and stuffed them into the other's pocket. The gatekeeper was originally unconscious, and under the impact of the golden pound and the power of lies, he immediately succumbed.

　　 "Okay, after daybreak, I will send this stone slab to the Church of the Sage as soon as possible. I swear to the travelers, I will be able to do it!"

　　 (Chocolate is running...)

　　 The next day, on Thursday morning, when the yawning Dolores walked down the stairs to the restaurant, the maids had already pushed the dining car and delivered the steaming breakfast to the table.

　　 She was very happy to see that Jenkins and her teacher had already appeared, and then she was very upset to see that her sister was sitting directly opposite Jenkins again.

Several people are looking at a blue heart-shaped gem in turn. The gem is very beautiful. It is not only the maids who are preparing breakfast, but also Dolores, who is used to seeing all kinds of jewelry. .

　　 "This is the heart of the ocean?"

　　 Julia pulled the chair away, and Dolores asked as she sat down. The gem reflects a soft luster under the light of the gas lamp hanging from the ceiling. Dolores thinks of the sea and the waves hitting the coast, although she has never seen a real ocean except for the glimpse of yesterday.

　　 "Yes, I don't know what happened. Anyway, when I checked it again before going to bed last night, it was completely devoid of any signs of deception. You see, this is a complete Class C gift, perfect."

　　 He handed the gem to Dolores, who couldn't help but observe it under the light.

　　 In Jenkins' eyes, this gem has a soft white aura, which is the most prominent manifestation of the gift. He guessed that his own spirit had purified the semi-clandestine heart of the ocean, or the sacred ability [hero] obtained last night had purified the sin above.

Now he has not fully understood the full power of [hero], but vaguely knows that it is passive, which can help him avoid some troublesome negative states when he comes into contact with tricks; or let Jenkins gain it before the disaster occurs. Some enlightenment.

　　 "Jenkins, do you want to keep it? If I remember correctly, this is what your friend, the lady who claims to be Miss Magic has been looking for."

　　 asked Alexia, who was sitting next to Jenkins, with a slight smile on her face, her slender fingers tapping the table regularly, seeming to guess what Jenkins thought.

　　 "This... Although you probably think I'm crazy, but I think I will give it to Miss Magic."

　　 Jenkins said so, and Alexia showed such an expression as expected. Although Dolores was surprised, he felt that he was only in line with his personality by doing so.

"I have promised Miss Magic to help her get this item in this incident. Although there were some accidents in the process, the ownership of Heart of the Sea directly belongs to me, but I don't want to violate the relationship with my friends because of this. A promise... and she will definitely compensate me."

　　 He said with a smile. Actually, last night, he thought about reposing the azure jewel for his own use, but after thinking about it, he felt that he might lose a friend by doing so, and he would also feel uneasy for a long time.

Chapter 1460 Chapter 1437 Bar Deals

　　 "It's a pity, I have never seen such a beautiful gem."

　　 said, Dolores carefully handed the Heart of the Sea back to Jenkins. Jenkins reached out and took it, squeezing it in his hand, thinking about what he should get from Miss Magic.

　　 Regarding what happened in Nolan yesterday, the ladies of Ruen are also very concerned. Although no one has been able to explain what happened on the beach on Wednesday morning, Jenkins thinks he knows more than most people, so he can publish more on the breakfast table. view.

The focus of Alexia’s concern is that the members of the [Scent Appreciation Committee] reappeared yesterday, and even the [Gear Craftsmen’s Association] buried deep underground has once again revealed traces; and Dolores is more concerned about this matter. Although it did not cause much casualties in the end, and the navy officers were all safe, but when such a thing happened upon the return of victory, domestic and foreign turmoil would cause the ongoing war to be unsettling. The necessary waves.

　　 Because of the chain reaction of this incident, Jenkins has not yet been affected. His main task on this day is to return to Nolan to meet with Miss Magic.

　　 After arriving in Nolan, I looked out of my window, and the glacier that was standing was gone. So before going to see Miss Magic, Jenkins went to the dock to see the situation.

　　 He happened to rub shoulders with a carriage pulling a cart of dead bodies at the street junction. Before reaching the dock area, he saw uniformed policemen blocking the intersection. But from a distance, the pier that was still a piece of ocean yesterday has returned to calm. Except for a mess, the ground is full of silt, scallops, and various fishes.

　　 This is good news. The receding of the sea at least means that it will be restored to its original state soon. It takes time, and it takes time to heal the pain in people’s hearts, and a better way is to find another goal to divert people’s attention.

　　 This goal is undoubtedly the Kingdom of Chessland. When Jenkins walked on the misty streets of Nolan, he held a copy of this morning's daily newspaper in his hand. The headline of the newspaper reported the accident yesterday morning. Although it did not mention the specific number of casualties, it was certainly not a small number.

　　The storm brought by Fermischau obscured some of the visions that occurred later, so the newspaper can push most of the things to the pirates and another unknown force.

　　According to the commentator, the pirates combined with Chesland's spies to carry out operations, which caused a large number of casualties. The lines of news are filled with anger and reprimand towards neighboring countries. Jenkins believes that newspapers in other parts of the kingdom will also have news on similar topics.

　　 He didn't want to comment on this. The cause of yesterday's accident was complicated. If someone is really required to be responsible, in fact the Kingdom's military also has a large part of responsibility. This is destined to be a mess. The truth of history has never been in the newspapers and textbooks. Jenkins understands this better than most people in the world.

　　 When I saw Miss Magic at the bar at the entrance of the black market, she was much more haggard than yesterday. Jenkins put the chocolate on the table, pulled away the chair opposite Miss Magic and sat down, and found that she was holding a glass of beer.