Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 It has been raining since the morning. If the high-altitude temperature changes suddenly, it may become snow, but it is already spring, and the degree of unreasonable snowflakes at this time is comparable to that of the subsequent waves.

　　The sea has flooded the pier, and the towering tower bridge is one of the few buildings exposed to the sea.

　　 Jenkins stood at the highest point of the break of the Tower Bridge and looked at the faint yellow ocean, behind which was the city panicking in the rain.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat with wet shoulders screamed, and Jenkins gently touched its head.

　　 took a deep breath, and the blue-black heart-shaped gem he held in his right hand glowed under the rainstorm sky. A key appeared in his left hand. Jenkins held the key handle, imagined a real door in front of him, and then slowly inserted the key into the keyhole.

　　 He felt the resistance in front of him, which was the space barrier of the material world.

　　 But the silver key finally entered the non-existent keyhole, following the slow rotation of Jenkins.

　　 Click~

　　 There is really an invisible door opened. With the rotation of the door shaft, the space door connects the Luen Snow Mountain that is thousands of miles away, making the ice and snow palace standing in the mountains appear in front of Jenkins.

　　 The heart of the ocean in his right hand is still trying to soothe the ocean, but Fermischau, who has assimilated the group of tentacles, is instigating the ocean to invade the land with a more terrifying force.

　　 The tall waves that attempted to flood the city finally appeared in the horizon amid Fermisch's crazy laughter. The power gathered by waves of waves is the mighty power of nature, even the church demigods who see this scene can't stop it.

　　 The cold air overflowed from the space door opened by the Silver Key. The appearance of the snow mountain palace was like someone smearing a colorful sketch in the space.

　　 Jenkins walked a few steps forward along the beam of the Tower Bridge, placing the palace on his side, and then stretched his hand into the space door, which happened to be held together with the little hand extended by Dolores.

Her Royal Highness Princess 　　 was wearing a heavy cotton coat that was out of season, and she slightly lowered her head with a shy expression.

　　 Jenkins nodded to Alexia who was standing behind her, then raised his head to face the rain and looked at the waves that were already approaching the coast.

　　 The archer and priest in Baibing's five chess are in Jenkins's hands, and the swordsman, knight and astrologer are held by Dolores. She stood on the terrace of the Ice Palace, and as the ritual at her feet was activated, the power of the bloodline drove the freezing of the extreme cold and passed it along with her hands to Jenkins.

　　 Dolores’ hair had already been covered with a layer of frost, and Jenkins, who had been soaked by the torrential rain, was slowly freezing up and down.

　　 Feeling the extremely cold spirit coming from Dolores' hands, he breathed out slowly, and the falling rain within tens of feet in front of him turned into ice particles because of this breath.

　　 With one hand holding the sly heart of the ocean facing the waves coming, Jenkins looks just like an ant under the might of nature. He never felt that he was so courageous, even if he was fully prepared.

　　 Under Jenkins' feet, a layer of frost appeared on the already wet steel plate, and then this layer of frost quickly spread to the outside, and a few breaths of effort had completely frozen the entire beam.

　　 Jenkins has let go of Dolores' hand at this time, and the space door connecting Ruen and Nolan has automatically "drifted" behind him.

　　 He kept breathing and inhaling, trying to maintain the spiritual balance in his body. But the unbalanced extreme cold spirit still overflowed uncontrollably, the rain became a little slow, and the frost continued to spread out with crackling noises.

　　 The heart of the ocean held by his right hand was also stained with a layer of frost, and the power of the sea accepted the power of the ice. Correspondingly, the temperature is falling rapidly, and snowflakes mixed in the rain appear silently.

　　 He took a step towards the sky, because of the uncontrollable huge cold spirit in his body, Jenkins easily condensed the first step in the air.

　　 Some ice cubes appeared in the waves rushing towards the face, but they quickly disappeared under the dim sky.

　　 The second step appeared, and Jenkins stepped up and brought himself to a higher position. Dolores and Alexia were no longer in the space gate behind him. As the space gate drifted strangely, the entire ice and snow palace appeared behind Jenkins.

　　 The entire tower bridge is wrapped in ice, and the frost is covering the sea further away from this center. The swaying ocean quickly shattered this thin layer of frost, but it was immediately frozen by more cold air.

　　 The third step was condensed by Jenkins. He stepped forward, and the heart-shaped gem he was holding was completely wrapped in the cold in his hand and turned into the color of hoarfrost. This crystal clear gem reflects light under the gleam of the sky, and the cold is driving the sea, and the sea is also adapting to the frosty cold.

　　 Amid the crackling crackling sound, the unstoppable ice layer spread to the depths of the sea. The flying demigods had already noticed this, and from their perspective, it seemed as if frosty white dye poured into the ocean from the shore.

　　 But this scene is very beautiful, the ice layer reflecting the faint light, even the terrible yellowish sky has faded a lot.

　　 The fourth step appeared, and Jenkins stepped up. Except for the cat on his shoulders, he seemed to have become an ice sculpture at this moment. If he hadn't had a winter adventure a month ago, he might have been unable to bear it.

　　 But after adapting to this frost, he has been able to better control the extremely cold spirit. The terrifying power drawn from the ice and snow palace, matched with the gentle heart of the ocean, radiated the chill to the outside world.

　　 At the border of the dim yellow and dark sky, shimmering clouds whitened the sky. Falling snow fell on the cat's head, and the chocolate stretched out its small paws, curiously slapped the snowflakes in front of them, which smelled of Jenkins.

　　 The fifth step appeared, and Jenkins at a higher position overlooked the sea. Under the action of the flowing spirit, the space door has become even larger, as if the ice and snow palace floating behind Jenkins has been witnessed by more and more people.

Fermischau, who had assimilated the tentacles group, also noticed Jenkins going higher. The tentacles shot into the sky, but the closer they were to Jenkins, the slower they were. When they reached within twenty feet of Jenkins, they were already frozen in the air. .

　　 The radial tentacles that are frozen under the steps are magnificent, and what’s more frightening is that this kind of freezing is an all-round freezing with no selectivity.

　　 Stepping up to the sixth level with difficulty, Jenkins felt that he had initially controlled the cold spirit led from the ice castle. The white frost on the sea continued to spread, while the ice on Jenkins's body was peeling off.

　　 The huge wave has reached the distance that people can observe with the naked eye. Whether his actions can be successful, it has reached the final juncture.

　　 When he condensed the moisture in the air into the seventh step, he already understood what he was doing and what he had done.

　　 He held the frost-colored gem in both hands, and directed all the cold that he could barely control just now to his feet. The group of tentacles in the distance had already sensed the danger, but because of the control of the madman, even if a small part of the tentacles had been frozen, they still attacked Jenkins madly.

　　 stepped up to the eighth step, which was already quite high. At the junction of the black and faint yellow sky, the first ray of sunlight has broken through the obstacle to reach Nolan.

　　 The waves have almost rushed to the front, and all the tentacles that were assimilated by Fermi Xiu got into the waves, and hit Nolan with the majestic force of nature.

　　 The tentacles rolled in the waves, and the fish head monsters roared in unison. The frost color has spread to the bottom of the waves. This is a contest between the ocean and the frost.

　　 At last, the ninth step was condensed, and Jenkins walked to a position that was almost half the height of the tide. His side was darkened, because the waves in front of him covered half of the sky.

　　 The frost-colored gem was almost suspended in his palm. Under the flow of spirit, Jenkins exhaled forward.

　　 Click~

　　 The freezing voice reached his ears almost immediately, the tide stopped, and the roar of the monster and the creeping of the tentacles also stopped. The solidified sea waves are like a perfect oil painting. The faint light of the sky penetrates the clouds to present the frosty world that appeared on the coast of Nolan in the late spring and early summer before Jenkins' eyes.

Chapter 1449 Chapter 1426: Wrong Perception

　　 Time and space seemed to be stagnant because of this freezing, and for a while there was no sound in the world, until the cat on the shoulder screamed.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Jenkins was originally standing on the ice steps he made in a daze, only to come back to his senses when he heard the sound of chocolate. Looking at the demigods flying in the distance, they got together as if they were discussing something, and didn't come to pay attention to his plan.

　　 Looking at the freezing waves in front of him again, Fermisch, the group of tentacles and the fish head monsters stagnated inside the huge glacier. He sighed in relief, took out the silver key and closed the space door connected to Luen.

This is not easy. Just now forcibly controlling the Frost Spirit has suffered internal injuries. Now he is performing extremely complicated and dangerous space operations again. After doing all this, his face is pale, his hands and feet are shaking uncontrollably, at least to rest. It takes two minutes to get over.

　　 A big gasp was spit out from the mouth accompanied by the white mist. The very tired Jenkins wanted to turn around and leave immediately, leaving the remaining mess to the church to solve, but suddenly heard loud laughter from above.

　　 looked up, a man holding a clay tablet was standing on the frozen tide and looking at him. The five clear gems on the tablet came into view, which meant that Jenkins was very clear.

　　 He stepped forward, the few cold spirits remaining in his body quickly paved a straight ice path under his feet, connecting the steps and the tide, making him seem to be walking in the air.

　　 "I'm very curious, obviously I have stopped Fermischau's plan to drown Nolan, why did you still succeed?"

　　 He asked loudly, when he saw this man just now, there were only four gems on his clay tablet.

　　 "The so-called disaster is not the result at all but the process. Oh, believer of lies, even if you almost froze the ocean miraculously, what about it? The final winner is me!"

　　He stood on the highest point of the glacier, holding the clay tablet in both hands, five incomplete black gems reflecting the hard-won sunlight. There is still snow in the sky, but the torrential rain has ended, and Luoxue is only the last remnant.

　　 Jenkins has stepped to the top of the frozen wave, looking far away from the man.

　　 "Since you saw what I did just now, how could you still have the guts to show up in front of me?"

　　 he asked puzzledly.

"If this is done by your own power, of course I won't show up. But you obviously used means that I can't see through, such as the heart of the polluted ocean. This is not your power, and I believe it was used. With such a mighty force, you must have been badly injured. Look, your face looks like white paper now."

　　 The demigod of the tree house said so, and then let go of his hand to let the rather mysterious clay tablet fly on top of his head. As the black light enveloped him, his breath has undergone a rather subtle change.

　　 To be more specific, it's like a fly suddenly added a pair of human eyes, or a wriggling maggot had three more human legs. Although it is indeed evolution, the way to become stronger is not in line with the norm.

　　 This demigod from the tree house originally wore a black robe, and with the instillation of the power of the clay tablets, even some weird runes appeared on his robe. His face is getting younger, and his skin is getting softer and smoother.

　　 was originally a rough middle-aged man, but now he has become a young man in his twenties.

　　 "This is the power of disaster! This is my power!"

　　 he shouted excitedly.

　　 "Even if you have collected five disasters and felt that I was seriously injured, did you notice that there are more than a dozen demigods in the church."

　　 Jenkins’s light has already seen Miss Bevana and others notice the situation here. Although they have not seen this strange gift from the tree house, they can feel something wrong with this person like Jenkins.

"What silly thing are you talking about? I am now a candidate for the savior! I am a person chosen by fate just like you. These ordinary people sinking into the long river of fate, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot threaten me. !"

　　 His voice was a bit too loud, so that even when standing on the highest point of the wave, more than a dozen demigods in the Diocese of Nolan heard these words. This is the first time that the phrase "candidate for the savior" has been spoken upright in about half a year, and it is said so loudly.

　　Jenkins believes that all the twelve churches know the meaning of this identity, and he also knows that the demigods next to him understand what it means, which can be seen from their expressions.

　　 "Are you a candidate for savior?"

　　 Jenkins asked rhetorically, "Are you sure you are?"

　　 He looked up and down the people in front of him very seriously.

　　 "According to the records left by the mad poet, I have completed five disasters that caused millions of people to be affected! Look, this is the evidence!"

　　 The demigod of the tree house is probably really happy, and when it comes to this, he points to the top of his head, making Jenkins look at the flowing clay tablet that represents the glory of the deceit.

　　 Aura can only be observed by Jenkins, otherwise the demigod of the tree house will definitely understand that it will never be the state where the savior's ability should be.

"Believers of the God of Lies, time has come to the end of the eighteenth era. Those of us who are selected by fate will have a battle sooner or later. There is only one person who can walk the road to a higher dimension, although it is very for you. Not fair, but today I want to challenge you, only one of us can get out of here alive!"

　　 The instillation of the disaster poem clay tablet made his breath become stronger and more strange. Even ordinary people can probably perceive that kind of full power, so the demigods who have come near the wave are ready to do it.

　　 "Ladies and gentlemen, can you not intervene for the time being, this is between me and him."

　　 Jenkins turned around and said, seeing that most people did not want to listen to his instructions, so he reminded:

"Look, today I solved Fermischau and saved the city. Since I can freeze these floods, I can also thaw them in a short time, so... please give us some time , I want to have a fair private duel with this gentleman. Oh, I forgot to introduce him. This gentleman comes from the famous [Tree House] and can be regarded as the culprit that caused this disaster."

　　 He first threatened the demigods of the church, and then exposed the identity of the tree house demigods. This is also in line with the identity of believers in lies. In the perception of others, this group of people is lawless.

　　 "Don't you need a helper?"

The demigod of the tree house asked suspiciously, "Do you really think you have a chance of winning? Even if you have the qualifications to lead to the commanding heights earlier than me, are you really confident that you can beat me even if you are injured? ?"

Chapter 1450 Chapter 1427: Glacier Duel

　　 "In fact, what I am more curious about is, who do you think I am?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

"It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter whether you are a twin demon or a black-robed person, or whether you are Miss Fabry or an undead who rarely shows up. The organization has already investigated it very early, believers of lies. There is no demigod-level gift in the game. You people use lies to cover themselves. Others think you are powerful, but it is just another scam created by you."

　　 The demigod of the tree house replied.

　　 "So what did you think? This is very interesting."

　　 Jenkins nodded, "Come on then, but remember, this is your duel, not me."

　　 "Remember what these do?"

　　 "If you are fortunate enough to see the **** of death, when it asks about the cause of your death, please don't say that I killed you, but you should answer that you ran to me and asked to be killed."

　　 Jenkins answered like this.

　　 The demigod of the tree house was taken aback, and then laughed hahaha. While smiling, he reached out and grabbed the powerful "Disaster Poem". The clay tablet deformed like plasticine in his hand, and it quickly became a gray rapier.

　　 Jenkins also called out his own bone holy sword, took a deep breath and stepped back with his left foot.

　　 Because the waves are frozen, even if the two people standing on the waves do not look at their feet, they will be pierced by the sunlight reflected on the ice. The upper part of the waves is not a flat platform. The two people who are looking at each other have found suitable footholds respectively. Now that they have each taken out their weapons, it is also a difficult problem to fight against each other.

　　 "I wonder if you know the legend of the mad poet?"

　　 The demigod of the tree house suddenly asked, and then without giving Jenkins a chance to answer, he said to himself:

"The mad poet is a candidate for the savior of a certain era in the past, and his ability is also [Son of Disaster]. In that distant era, he and another lucky person selected by fate met in the snowy mountains of Hokuriku. It took three days and three nights on the top of the snow mountain to decide the winner. Now although I don’t have time to waste three days and three nights here with you, now we are also glaciers under our feet, and we are also extremely cold around us, which I have to say is a kind of coincidence."

"If you really understand the past, you should know that the mad poet who has mastered [Son of Disaster] is the last one to lose... If our encounter and duel at this moment really have the so-called destiny arrangement, Then I am afraid it is also a destiny that is not good for you."

　　 "No, just because [Son of Disaster] lost last time, it won't lose this time. Fate is fair, it never favors anyone, and it never creates any coincidences."

　　 "What you said makes sense, but I don't know if I should remind you..."

　　 Jenkins raised his sword and sighed:

　　 "In fact, [Son of Disaster] is not a savior of this era at all... and you have not mastered this ability."

"If you still want to use the power of lies to shake me up now, you are really naive. Believers of lies, I know how terrible the rhetoric of you people is, so from the beginning, I made up my mind not to obey you. Any words spoken in your mouth. Don’t waste time, let me defeat you and embark on the road of salvation at the end of the eighteenth era! After planning for nearly a thousand years, our plan and goal are finally... .."

　　 He laughed wildly and raised the earth-colored short sword in his hand that was transformed from the "Disaster Poem", and then leapt up from the glacier relying on his flying ability.

　　 The power of the demigod and the power drawn from the disaster made him look incredibly powerful. The sword slashed against Jenkins' head, as if it could split Jenkins in half in the next moment.

　　 Jenkins stood calmly on the spot, waiting for the opponent's weapon to fall from the air, just a side swing, and easily used the bone holy sword to hold the split sword.

"It's really amazing to say. It's already this era. Our duels are still using cold weapons. I think maybe we should adapt to the trend. If you turn that mudboard into a firearm, I think your winning rate should be better than It's bigger now."