Chapter 523

At close range, the vines penetrated his temple directly. With a strange sucking sound, the man was lifted into the air by the vines, and the wind in the small space stopped.

"You are just a second-level gifter, how did you have the courage to fight me?"

To be honest, if he didn't do it, Jenkins would be a little annoyed. This man who had completely lost consciousness lied. He had killed people, and killed a lot of people. Jenkins turned around, just because he didn't want to do it first.

"Let me take a look."

After the vines disappeared, the man's body was thrown on the ground like garbage. Jenkins picked up the illusory little round coin that seemed completely transparent, and then searched through his pockets, but in the end he didn't find any other hair.

"Sure enough, I won't carry it with me..."

Chapter 1271 Chapter 1250 Trash Can and Suitcase (7/10)

Seeing that no hair could be found, he stood there and thought for a while, took out a knife from his body, cut off a handful of the man's hair and put it in a small paper bag, then threw a ball of fire on him, and after confirming that the body was burned clean, he put his hands in his pockets again and left.

"Meow~"

"No, you can't eat now. There are things to do in Nolan today. Of course, if you want to eat, go back to Loon by yourself. The maids in the house know you."

Jenkins said to his cat.

Chocolate certainly wouldn't leave Jenkins, so he continued to squat on his shoulder in disappointment, with his tail drooping to show that he was in a bad mood.

The place where he met the mysterious man was not far from the exit of the black market, so Jenkins happened to arrive at the alley at the so-called "around eleven o'clock". At this time, he had changed his appearance again, becoming a man of similar height and size as the man just now.

In this way, as long as the face and hair are covered, even if the contact person really appears, he should not be recognized for a while.

But unfortunately, there is no one in the alley. It is more like a narrow passage between two houses nearby than an alley. There are high walls on both sides of the alley that cannot be climbed. There are suspicious stains on the walls. Garbage and excrement are all over the bumpy ground, and the trash can is in the middle of the alley.

The body of the trash can is tilted and has obvious indentations, as if it has been hit by a heavy object. It doesn't even have a lid. Jenkins suspects that this is also one of the garbage thrown here.

He didn't want to enter such a garbage alley at all, but since he had made up his mind to see what was going on, he naturally couldn't give up halfway.

The cat automatically jumped off his shoulder before Jenkins stepped into the alley, and waited until he walked out of the alley before asking Jenkins to pick it up with a look of disgust.

Turning around and looking at the peaceful garbage alley, Jenkins nodded secretly. He looked at the time and saw that it was five minutes before eleven o'clock, so he did not stay any longer. Instead, he walked in another direction along the street outside the alley like a normal person.

Of course, he did not leave, but turned around and changed his appearance again, sitting in the restaurant diagonally opposite the alley.

Although Jenkins was in his real body state now, he thought of his promise to eat with the girls at noon, so he ordered some dishes but did not use his knife and fork. The cat was now in a projection state, and even with this greatly weakened sense of taste, it was still keen to swallow the food.

No one showed up from eleven o'clock to twelve o'clock. Jenkins calculated the time and hesitated whether to send the cat to watch here and go back to Loon to eat first, since the cat was full anyway.

But it seemed that luck was still on Chocolate's side. Just as Jenkins was thinking about how to convince his cat to stay, he suddenly saw the trajectory of the newspaper blown by the wind in the alley, which was obviously abnormal.

In a blink of an eye, a red line stretched from the sky into the alley, drawing a complex trajectory in the alley. The operator of the line should not be able to see the specific situation inside the alley, otherwise the line would not fly around like a stroke of luck. Jenkins had this ability before, which was [Line Manipulator].

Without paying attention to when the line would touch the trash can, Jenkins stood up and called the waiter over to pay for the meal, and put the tip under the plate, and then walked along the source of the line he saw.

He did not show any abnormality, at least he thought not. So when he walked to the other side of the alley, the man standing next to the lamppost holding a newspaper did not notice anything wrong.

The man was wearing a brown hat and a suitcase at his feet. He looked like a foreigner who came to Nolan for a trip.

He was holding a cigarette without a filter, and the cigarette butt was exposed outside the newspaper, and the raised newspaper completely covered his face. The newspaper facing outward was the serious face of the mayor. Judging from the title, it seemed to be related to the war mobilization order. Even if the conscription site did not include Nolan, as one of the best industrial cities in the kingdom, it must provide the necessary material guarantees for the war.

He leaned on the lamppost, as if waiting for someone. Even if this was a busy street, such an action would not be a problem.

Jenkins observed for a while, then thought about it, wrote down the characteristics of the light spot of this Level 4 Gifter, and then remembered the high-end suitcase store he saw on the way here just now.

After turning around and leaving, a middle-aged man with a cat on his shoulder and a suitcase in his right hand walked along the street.

Compared to the man who was reading the newspaper, Jenkins at this time looked more like a traveler from afar in terms of clothing, appearance and expression.

As he walked, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and looked at the house numbers along the street from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

Soon he walked to the man reading the newspaper, pretended to hesitate and looked around again, then put down his suitcase and said apologetically to the man reading the newspaper:

"Excuse me, sir, excuse me, do you know where this address is?"

Jenkins said so, and the man who was reading the newspaper but actually manipulating the string put down the newspaper, looked at the person who was speaking impatiently, and wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he reached out and took the note.

"Not this street, you're going the wrong way. Now go north, turn left at the second intersection, and then walk for another ten minutes and you'll be there."

He said so, and then stuffed the note back.

Jenkins hurriedly thanked him sincerely, and then, in the man's more impatient expression, he bent down and picked up the suitcase under his feet, and walked quickly with the cat to the direction indicated by the man.

"Trouble."

The man raised the newspaper again, and then continued to manipulate the string to get the hair in the trash can. It took him half a minute to realize that something was wrong. He put down the newspaper and looked down. The small suitcase was still standing at his feet, but it was not the same one.

"That man was a thief... Damn! There was something in that suitcase..."

Thousands of words in his mind merged into one curse word. He didn't care about the hair in the alley and chased north with the newspaper. But because he realized something was wrong half a minute late, when he wanted to look for it, there was no trace of the man who asked for directions.

If there were no valuable things in the suitcase, the man might not care. But the things in it were worth most of his belongings. Once lost, he didn't know what kind of punishment he would face.

Chapter 1272 Chapter 1251 Poison and Fog (8/10)

After observing the surroundings, the man who was looking for the suitcase moved his mouth slightly and chanted a spell. After a moment, a yellow smoke that only he could see appeared in front of him, and then he chased in the direction of the smoke.

Jenkins, who took the suitcase, didn't actually run far. His original intention was not to steal other people's things, but to find a quiet place where no one could do it.

Originally, he was worried that the man would not be able to find him smoothly, and was thinking of leaving some clues, but suddenly he saw the man who was still circling in the same place just now, chasing him.

"That's good."

He also turned and ran out of the city. After deliberately slowing down and making detours, the two finally met in the abandoned mine in the eastern mining area of ​​the city.

Although the mining area in the east of Nolan is rich in minerals, the mines that have been mined for a hundred years will eventually be abandoned. Although there are not many such worthless mines, it is guaranteed that no one will be encountered after entering them. It is a good place to resolve the conflict between the two sides.

"Give me the things! Don't run anymore, I can find you wherever you run."

"You want this?"

Jenkins shook the suitcase in his hand, and then threw it aside. It was probably because his strength was too great and there were protruding stones on the ground. After the suitcase fell to the ground and slid for a distance, it actually disintegrated by itself, revealing the large and small packages of tobacco wrapped in clean paper.

"If you beat me, you can take them away naturally."

Jenkins has not yet discovered that the tobacco is wrong. After all, he never smokes and cannot judge the quality of tobacco just by observing from a distance.

"Who are you?"

The man who chased him asked. There was a very obvious mole on the right side of his nose, which made his whole face look a little dirty. He was a sturdy middle-aged man. Judging from his temperament and dress, he looked like a rude person who did physical labor and hung out with his companions in the tavern after get off work.

But this is indeed a gifter. Since the gifter needs to have skills such as reading, arithmetic, logical reasoning, and ancient Chinese translation at the same time, his current appearance should also be pretended.

Both of them climbed over the wooden fence outside the abandoned mine. The current location should be the warehouse where ore was piled in the past. However, because it has been abandoned for a long time, the warehouse has completely collapsed. Now only the remaining walls and the ground that is different from other locations can be seen.

Jenkins thought about it and answered the question directly with the truth:

"Someone wanted my hair today, so I was curious about who was doing this."

"Oh, that's it."

The man with the mole seemed relieved, he relaxed slightly, and then said in a thinner voice:

"I'm sorry about this. I think it was my companion who marked you wrongly. I apologize to you on his behalf and on my own behalf. I promise that we didn't do anything bad, and collecting those hairs was not to curse others. In fact, my companion is developing a very interesting potion, but the materials require a lot of hair that meets specific requirements, so we do this."

Logically, there is no problem with this. The spells, rituals, potions, and alchemy of the gifter all require strange materials. For example, Mr. White Cat did not hesitate to summon his companions to take action for the nails of the alien species. So it is logically acceptable to spend money to collect hair for potions, but the [Lie] priesthood reminds Jenkins that this is a lie.

"Actually, I am also a pharmacist. To be more precise, I made the [Witch's Kiss] that has been on the market since last year. I wonder if you have heard of this magic potion? So please tell me, What potion is your companion making? I think I can tell if this is real."

It was obvious that the other party had indeed heard of [Witch's Kiss]. After hearing Jenkins' question, his face froze, and then he took a step back. His body blurred like paint soaked in water, and then turned into a pool of black shadow and disappeared. .

"Traveling through the Shadow Realm?"

This is a very rare ability. The Shadow Realm is not a safe place, and turning half of the body into shadow is not a talent that everyone can learn.

"It seems that I really accidentally ran into big trouble this time."

He looked around. It was almost noon, so the sun was almost overhead. There are no tall buildings around the abandoned warehouse, so there is no area where shadows can take shape.

Abilities related to the shadow world necessarily require the existence of shadows, so Jenkins couldn't figure out what the other party was trying to do.

"Could it be that he ran away?"

He tilted his head and thought for a while, then walked towards the suitcase he had thrown away, wanting to see the situation.

But before he had even taken two steps, his nose suddenly caught a scent that was so strong that it was nauseating. The cat screamed and ran away from Jenkins' shoulder. Jenkins quickly raised his hand to cover his nose, fearing that he would spit it out.

"What's this?"

He thought in confusion, but looked around and saw nothing.

"Is it some kind of toxin?"

But his body is almost invulnerable to all poisons. Not to mention this inhaled poisonous gas, even intravenous injection may not be effective.

"But this should be considered the first enemy I've encountered that uses poison, right? This is quite interesting."

He looked around again, and the real eye could not see the other party's position, which meant that the other party was still in the shadow world. However, under the [Eye of Truth], a faint aura can be seen in this fragrance, which shows that this poisonous gas is not an extraordinary thing.

He stood there without moving, waiting for the next move to come. But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see any movement. When I wanted to lift my feet, I found that I couldn't take any steps.

It wasn't that Jenkins was actually poisoned, but that the white smoke slowly emanating from the soil trapped his feet. You wouldn't be able to spot it unless you lowered your head and looked carefully. Close to the ground, a thin layer of fog almost covered the entire warehouse floor.

Probably seeing that Jenkins couldn't pull his feet out of the white fog, the thicker and thicker fog kept pouring out from the ground, and finally reached Jenkins' ankle.

They condense but never disperse, rolling to maintain a dynamic balance. The fog was the thickest five feet away from Jenkins. The white fog rolled and gathered in one place, and finally formed the appearance of the man just now.

Of course, this is just a fake body, but it is also very amazing. The incarnation of smoke looked at Jenkins who could not move impatiently, and asked at a very fast speed:

"Okay, now it's my turn to ask you. Who are you? What is your background? How did you discover our actions?"

Chapter 1273 Chapter 1252 Scent Appreciation Committee (9/10)

While the man made of white mist was questioning, Jenkins noticed that the left hand of the avatar had already picked up the broken suitcase.

"It looks like there's something wrong with those tobaccos too."

Jenkins thought in his mind, and then answered generously:

"What I just said is true, and you don't think this means you win, do you?"

"These are the magical abilities [Atomization], [Smoke Realm] and [Incense Poison] that can only be learned by our lord's most devout believers. Although these three abilities cannot yet form a chain, when paired with each other, no one has ever You can escape. To be honest, if you ran away when I escaped into the shadow world, I really couldn't do anything to you, but now you shouldn't be able to escape."

The billowing aromatic smoke flew upwards along Jenkins' trousers, and the gaseous smoke swirled upwards, as if it had turned into the shape of handcuffs, imprisoning Jenkins's hands, and tightly bound them together with his feet. The ground is connected together.

"[Atomization]...I seem to have heard of this ability..."

He looked at the other party with suspicious eyes, and then suddenly realized:

"This seems to be the magical ability of the [Scent Scent Appreciation Committee], a sect to which believers of the false god [Hirling Mist] belong! Huh? Smell Scent Appreciation Committee?"

This organization is quite famous, because first of all, the false god [Hirling Mist] is not an evil god at all. He is an unknown false god who is in charge of [Mist], [Perfume], [Tobacco] and other divine functions. His followers are famous for their expertise in making cigarettes, perfumes and spices. The [Smell Appreciation Committee] established is produced on the east coast of the mainland. The high-end cigarettes and perfumes are one of the famous specialties of the East Coast.

Because the sect is weak, its radiation area is limited, and its missionary methods are quite simple, no believer of this false god has ever come to Nolan on the west coast of the mainland, and Nolan officials have never registered similar abilities.

Jenkins could hear that when he and Alexia were talking about the mystery of the doomsday a few days ago, the short lady mentioned it casually about the fog around Nolan.

"You know us? It seems that we really can't let you live today."

The white mist with wrinkles said, and the clouds began to billow more violently.

"I don't quite understand. Your god is not an evil god, and your organization is not a cult. Why do you do this? It's just making high-end cigarettes... cigarettes?"

Jenkins was stunned for a moment, and took a look at the cracked suitcase the other party was carrying, and suddenly realized.

"So it's you!"

"Please die~"

The rolling clouds closed inward in an instant, wrapping Jenkins like a cocoon. In the eyes of the cat squatting on the side, the huge cocoon revealed the luster of fire at the moment of closing, and then various colors of spiritual light flashed one after another.

The white translucent cocoon shook like an unstable steam bomb, and then exploded from the middle in the third second after it was formed, and the white mist scattered around again.

Jenkins, who escaped from the cocoon, jumped up with a big jump. Because of the help of [Cat's Grace], he jumped quite high, and then without the help of external force, he made a move of stepping on his right foot with his left foot in the air to rise again. In fact, he was stepping on thin ice that was difficult to observe in the air.

After the double jump, he successfully caught the only wooden beam left in the air. It was unknown how many years this thing had existed. After Jenkins held it, it immediately made a suspicious sound that made people's teeth ache. In order to prevent it from breaking, he had to reinforce it with ice.

But this is neither the extremely low temperature of Loen nor the humid sewer, so it is quite difficult to do this.

The white mist rolled under Jenkins' feet, but this was not a problem. Although this ability was tricky, the opponent's level was too low to cause substantial damage to Jenkins. The key now was to find the man's hidden body, otherwise Jenkins didn't know how long he would spend here.

He promised the ladies to go back to Loen for lunch.