Chapter 539

That corresponds to Nolan's clock tower in the real world. Jenkins did not forget that Miss Silver Flute mentioned last time that in the strange situation she experienced, the clock tower was the location of the announcer of the rules of the strange situation.

The distance was too far last time, and I returned to reality before walking over, but this time, the clock tower was only one street away from Jenkins.

Along the way, he once again encountered a monster that turned into soot and disappeared after death. Jenkins had a sword fight with him, and then killed it with a clean jump cut.

After approaching the clock tower, I found that the Civic Square under the clock tower was also blank, very much like the situation in my home and the church described by Miss Yindi. Then I thought of last year's twin demon incident. At the end, the gods gave the church's grace here. At that time, Captain Binxi said that within the scope of this square, within half a year, the unfolding of magical rituals and the use of magical techniques would be quite large. goes smoothly, and will automatically expel creatures with evil powers.

That's okay, at least it's better than having monsters wandering around the square. It's just that the dilapidated bell tower cannot be entered through the door below. The door seems to have been hit by a huge force, and it is completely stuck in the door frame and cannot be pushed open. Blowing it up would cause nearby monsters to gather. After thinking about it, Jenkins could only climb up from the outside.

Chapter 1308 Chapter 1287 The Old Man on the Bell Tower

This is a very difficult process. Although the tower is in dilapidated condition, leaving many bulges on the outside for Jenkins to grab, he has never received any rock climbing training.

Later, he came up with a good idea. He released the cat first and ordered it to climb up to the window on the second floor of the clock tower. The cat immediately jumped up quickly. Jenkins noted the point where its claws fell, and then imitated the movement trajectory of the chocolate. With the help of "Cat Elegance", he also climbed to the second floor.

The second floor of the bell tower was filled with blood and bones, and a bonfire was even built with yellow bones in the center. I don’t know what happened here in the background story of Doomsday Fantasy.

The stone staircase leading up to the second floor can still be used, but every time he takes a step, Jenkins is worried that it will collapse. It should be said that the entire clock tower has the possibility of collapse.

Continuing to walk up the stairs, I saw a man's corpse on the stairs. This corpse was different from the overall style of this apocalyptic world because the clothes on it were very new. Although there were a few cuts, at first glance Just know that it comes from the real world like Jenkins.

After distinguishing the face, it seemed to be the same as someone he met in the strange situation described by Miss Yindi. So I understood that the person who died here was most likely the reason why the power of the strange world flowed into reality.

In general, if one is not entered for a long time or all the entrants die, some strange creations or creatures in the realm will appear in the material world; and this one has multiple exits. Although Miss Silver Flute came out, But her companions did not, and the result was that the main body of the strange space overlapped with the real world in a parallel way.

"Looks like I have to speed up my pace."

He really wanted to collect the body of this poor man, but time did not allow him now, so he could only move it to the closed first floor and pick up some rags and stones to cover the body.

Then they continued up the stairs, except for meeting a black spider-man with a woman's head who crawled in from outside the window at the corner of the stairs. The two of them chopped with swords and claws for a while, but nothing more interesting happened.

The top of the tower was in sight, but the stairs broke at the last moment. Jenkins didn't intend to climb out of the window again. Instead, he put the cat in his arms, took two steps back, and jumped over with a big lunge.

Clinging to the edge of the broken staircase with his palms, he struggled to push himself up and pull his body up first, then raised one leg and placed it on the stone steps. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and reached the top of the bell tower with his whole body.

The windows on the top floor were sealed with wooden bars, and even though the strange bright yellow moonlight shone through the gaps, the light was still very weak.

Jenkins raised his hand to temporarily illuminate with the fire of grace, so that he could fight back immediately if there was any danger, but found that there was no one here, and the host of the strange situation had obviously left.

The Eye of Truth scanned the surroundings. Jenkins climbed up the pillar and climbed to the beam, then climbed along the beam to the attic. Finally, he came down from the ladder and came to the back of the dial. An old man was watching the rotation of the gears with his hands behind his back. Stand there.

There is no doubt that this old man with silver-white hair has an extremely rich black aura all over his body. Hearing the voice behind him, he turned around, and Jenkins saw the face covered with black pimples.

This face reminded him of the sesame sesame cakes in his hometown, but when this look appeared on the face of a humanoid creature, Jenkins couldn't help but feel disgusted.

What disgusted him even more was that those black pimples were not pimples at all, but eyes with too long eyelashes. When the old man did turn to Jenkins, the eyes kept closing and observing him.

The old man raised his right hand and pointed it at Jenkins. Jenkins subconsciously wanted to raise his sword and slash at him, but found that the palm of his hand was a mouth with a disgusting slender tongue.

"I always wonder what kind of person the first intelligent life I will meet will be when I get the chance to return to the physical world one day."

The mouth makes such sounds using standard local language.

"Was my appearance unexpected?"

Jenkins couldn't tell whether it recognized what it was.

"I thought it would be a more mature, stable-looking middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life on his face, wearing a special armor and carrying a lot of weapons and potions, coming to fight me as a mercenary of the church."

"Times have changed. Now, except for wartime summons, any form of mercenary is illegal. Now is a peaceful era, and there are not so many adventurers running around."

Jenkins said this, looking at the other person's shadow on the ground to observe his movements. After all, looking directly at this guy would make him very uncomfortable.

"This is really a boring era..."

The old man sighed for a while and stopped talking. It was not until Jenkins could not help it that he continued:

"Stranger, since you can find this place, you naturally know the fact that I overlap the real world with this world. So, I really want to know, how do you plan to stop me?"

"Kill you with my sword."

Jenkins shook the white bone holy sword in his right hand.

"Your sword looks sharp enough, but it can kill my body, but it can't kill this world."

"What do you mean?"

This is also what Jenkins is worried about. He doesn't know what kind of relationship the man in front of him has with this world. Even if he can really kill this weird old man, the progress of the doomsday illusion step by step overlapping Nolan may not stop.

"You are in trouble now. You want to prevent the city in the material world from falling into the doomsday of the old days, so you need my help."

"But you are also in trouble. I don't believe you are staying here on purpose. Think about it, when this city that has experienced the doomsday really enters the material world, who will the church want to deal with first? Since you are not leaving now, it means that you can't leave at all before this place and reality really overlap. You are also worried. When you see me appear, you must understand that the Orthodox Church has already mastered the things here.

If I kill you, it may not end all this; if you kill me, once this place and reality overlap, you will definitely be in trouble."

Jenkins replied.

"That's right."

The tone of the mouth in the palm is still calm: "So we all face difficulties and need help. I don't know if you noticed? Our goals are actually not contradictory. You help me leave here and enter the material world in advance, and I will teach you how to push this city away. How about it?"

"Do you think I will make a deal with something like you?"

Jenkins sneered.

"But you have no other choice. I am the only one who knows the deepest secrets here. If you don't cooperate with me, you can't stop this."

Chapter 1309 Chapter 1288 Clock Tower Transaction

"If I don't cooperate with you, I can't save all this?"

Jenkins said that in a tone that he thought was sarcastic, but even so, he still retracted his sword, indicating his attitude of not wanting to fight.

"I have a very powerful fortune-teller friend, maybe she can help me."

"But which mortal dares to fortune-tell such a world?"

The mouth in the palm laughed, and Jenkins couldn't refute.

"So what do you need me to do, and what should I do for you?"

Jenkins thought about it and decided to give it a try first. He couldn't think of a better idea.

"As I said just now, you help me go to the real world, and I will teach you how to push this world away. As for the specific details, I will tell you after you agree."

"Then I agree."

Jenkins answered casually.

"Then let's sign the contract. If either party violates it, they will be punished."

The old man's left hand drooped in the air, and an old parchment floated towards Jenkins. The obligations and rights of both parties were written in ancient characters. Jenkins didn't recognize that kind of characters, but he understood the meaning at a glance.

He looked at the parchment with a suspicious look, and hesitated to take it. The old man was a little impatient and urged:

"Since the demons came to the material world on a large scale, everyone who wants to sign a contract wants to crumple the paper to find hidden clauses. I promise you, human, there are no tricks on this paper."

This is the truth, so Jenkins hesitated and signed the name of Jenkins R. William. The other party naturally signed his name, but Jenkins couldn't recognize those strange letters, but he still wrote them down secretly.

Then it was time to get intelligence. The old man admitted that it was impossible to destroy this doomsday world. Mortals don't have the power to destroy space. So now all that is needed is to push it open, which requires Jenkins to hold five different ceremonies at specific locations on different dates in Nolan in the material world and Nolan in the decaying city.

When all these ceremonies are effective, the overlap here and Nolan will be suspended for at least 200 years. As for two hundred years later, this process can be suspended again in this way.

To help the old man return to the material world, it is necessary to open the space tunnel in the real Nolan clock tower. But even if the two spaces are so closely connected now, the space tunnel is not easy to open.

Fortunately, there are a large number of creatures from different doomsdays in the decaying Nolan. Hunting them will obtain a lot of useful materials.

"Every time I tell you a ritual location and ritual method, you will get some materials for me in this doomsday city. I will control the amount of materials each time. After telling you the last location, I can also get enough materials to open the space tunnel. What do you think?"

The mouth on the palm suggested.

"Of course, but I still have some questions. First of all, the monsters I killed here seem to leave nothing behind. Most of them turned into coal ash and floated away. Secondly, I can't come and go here at will."

"I think the weak monsters you killed should all be coal ash creatures from the 10th doomsday. The truth of that doomsday was that the empire led by the dwarves was too greedy to extract energy from the underground, and as a result, the ancient plague was dug up. The lives infected with the plague will eventually become like that. But the materials I want you to obtain are space creatures from the 8th doomsday. Those things will leave something when they die."

"The 10th... the 8th..."

Jenkins murmured.

"Mortal, these things are not something you can understand. You are my partner, so I don't want you to die before completing the contract. I want to advise you, young man, it is better not to know some things. This is good for you and the world..."

As for the fact that Jenkins cannot come and go in this world at will, the old man said that he was powerless. As the declining Nolan keeps getting closer to the real Nolan, those who are sensitive to space will be pulled in first, and will be kicked out because they are not native to this world.

If you want to come here from reality, you can only try your luck; if you want to leave here, you need to wait.

"The closer this world is to the real world, the longer you can stay here. So mortals, you don't have much time left, so go and act."

After that, he gave Jenkins the location and method of the first ceremony in the real Nolan, as well as the location and general information of the space monsters needed.

Jenkins thought about it and left, and promised to come back in the near future. After jumping out of the window and coming to the square area below, he looked back at the clock tower standing in front of the moon:

"Humph, you really didn't tell the truth completely. But you really can't leave this kind of clock tower, otherwise you won't use me to collect materials, so let's try it out, who can win in the end."

Because of something that happened, Jenkins has a new reason to come to Nolan every day from now on. He needs to constantly enter this doomsday fantasy, meet the materials needed by the old man and obtain the method to complete the next ceremony.

This will be a long process, and it may not be completed even before he leaves Rune and returns to Nolan, but it is all worth it.

When he returned to Rune, he almost missed dinner. Alexia was curious about what Jenkins did today. After listening to his story, she thought that his approach was basically correct, but it was too risky to rashly sign his name on an unfamiliar contract.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I didn't sign my real name."

Jenkins said vaguely, and then began to ask the ladies about their schedule today.

So far, Dolores and her brothers and sisters have been "driven out" of the palace for two weeks, and no one has seen their father during this period.

And Dolores finally bribed the newly transferred guards of the palace today, and obtained intelligence inside the palace.

"Father did nothing. He handled government affairs in his bedroom every day and met with a few nobles and officials he trusted. I can't contact the doctor who treats him every day, so I don't know my father's current physical condition."

Salsi II blocked the palace with the most stringent means, and no one could guess what this man who was about to reach the end of his life wanted to do. But thinking in a positive direction, at least he did not lose his mind because of his physical condition, and he did not turn from a wise monarch into a tyrant. At present, he just treated his children in a somewhat rough way.

Chapter 1310 Chapter 1289 Nolan News

After dinner, Jenkins said goodbye to the ladies and went to the Sage Church on the other side of the city alone. After explaining that he wanted to communicate with Nolan, the church immediately arranged and let Jenkins come to the [Vess of Delusion] ten minutes later.

Because Nolan was not informed in advance of this conversation, Jenkins suddenly appeared in front of the person he wanted this time. He finally chose Miss Bevana instead of Dad, because Miss Bevana did not seem to be someone who would retaliate after being scared, but Dad would definitely "repay" him with schoolwork.

"Good evening, Miss Bevana."

The scene of the church office appeared in Jenkins's field of vision, which meant that Miss Bevana was in the church. His face floated in the air, and he saw that the woman behind the desk was reading a novel. It was not a knight novel that was despised by the mainstream literary world, but a detective novel. It seemed that Miss Bevana's work was relatively idle recently.

"Oh, good evening, Jenkins, I thought you would contact us in a few days."

Miss Bevan raised her head when she heard the voice and saw Jenkins' face with water lines appearing in the air. She clipped the bookmark made of leaves into the book, then closed the novel and put it aside, looking at Jenkins with a smile:

"How was your vacation in Rune? Did you have a good time with the princess?"

"You know about it too?"

Jenkins said a little embarrassedly.

"I also have friends in Rune, and the fact that you were invited by the princess to give a speech in Rune has been reported in the newspaper, which is today's evening paper."

She stood up and walked towards the sofa, and Jenkins' perspective moved with her. There was a stack of newspapers on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and Miss Bevan showed Jenkins the reports about him.

Fortunately, the content of the report was mainly about his speech, not his relationship with Dolores. Otherwise, he would still have a headache on how to explain this matter to Bryony when he came back.

"My life in Loen is very good, and the local diocese takes good care of me. I have not been assigned any work so far. Moreover, Loen has been very peaceful since the riots two weeks ago... I am contacting you this time, Actually, I want to ask, how is Nolan doing now? Do you need me to apply to return from Loen immediately?"

He tried to show that he was worried about Nolan rather than simply curious.

"There have been some troubles recently, but they are not serious compared to those things before you left. Jenkins, don't show that expression. I'm not implying that you have anything to do with those things."

With that said, Miss Bevanna picked up the yellowed document paper that was pressed at the bottom of her desk. It's not that it's been left out for too long and has oxidized, but that the paper itself has this color.

"First of all, it's about tobacco. I heard that Lunen also discovered something similar? United Night Watch, we raided the tobacco workshop in the mining area a few days ago and captured a large number of production workers. But those are ordinary people who were hired. , not even a benefactor. The good news is that this morning, for some reason, Mr. Twin Demon suddenly appeared in the workshop and blew up half of the wall. We found a dark room under the wall. Some tobacco-making manuals and correspondence documents.

It seems that the information from Turin is correct. This matter is indeed related to the [Scent and Appreciation Committee], and the tobacco production process involves blood sacrifice, and it is not a blood sacrifice to the false god [Hirling Mist]. This matter is very important. "

This shows that there is something wrong with the organization of the Scent and Appreciation Committee. Although the committee is mostly believers of the "Hirling Mist" and is considered a sectarian organization, it is actually a legal organization active in the market and has its own industry. Legally taxed, there are other non-believers on the committee.

Since the gods did not send an oracle indicating that the [Hirling Mist] had shifted to the camp of the evil gods, this meant that this incident was the result of cooperation between some believers and outsiders. The church has contacted the priests of the false god [Hirling Mist] and asked them if they know anything about tobacco.

"I don't know if you have heard of it, but the preliminary human trials of the Church of All Things and Nature have been completed. Judging from the data collected so far, those tobaccos are actually a source of pollution, polluting the souls of smokers. There are many possibilities for the purpose of doing so. "At present, the most likely possibility is to sacrifice, polluting the souls of the drinkers into the desired shape. At the same time, these souls are also unique because of the pollution and can be marked once and for all through rituals."

"Sacrifice?"