Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 looked at Carmel in front of him, his right hand holding the gun quickly knocked down the rear hammer again, and then raised the muzzle to aim at Carmel:

　　 "It seems that my luck is pretty good. I hit the empty bullet in the first round. Then I will pull the trigger for the one that is not as good as yours. I think it should be no different from you."

　　Even if Jenkins pointed his head impolitely with a gun, Carmel still looked so confident and seemed certain that he would never lose in this game.

　　 "Of course, please~"

　　嘭~

　　 The sound of bullets breaking through the air is different from the normal sound of shooting. After pulling the trigger, Jenkins unexpectedly saw a figure in a black robe passing by from the muzzle.

　　 After this, Camel fell to the ground, red and white from the hole in his forehead.

"One hit kill!"

　　 Jenkins guessed the effect of the bullet just now, and bent over with one hand to confirm Carmel's situation, but at this moment, he heard footsteps on the side of the stairs.

　　 turned his head, and it was Carmel who had fallen to the ground and died walking down the second floor of the store.

　　 "I only know that [Angel's Resurrection Feather] can play the role of perfect resurrection. I have never heard of other resurrection methods that do not leave any sequelae."

　　 Jenkins was slightly surprised but still reacted quickly.

"The world is very big, William. What mortals know is always only a small part of this complicated world. Even if you are a scribe of the sage, you should not think that you know everything. This is not a qualified sage believer. Thoughts as they should."

　　 Carmel said in a slightly ironic tone, walked quickly to the counter, took the match from his pocket, and lit it on the counter. The hand shook, and the burning match fell on the corpse in a whirlpool. After the sharp crackling sound, the corpse was burned to fly ash in less than a second, and there was no merchandise on the ground or nearby. Suffer the slightest damage.

　　 "This is also my alchemy product. It is so convenient to treat corpses."

　　 said and made a request to Jenkins:

　　 "Now it's your turn again."

　　嘭~

Pulling the hammer and raising the muzzle to aim at yourself is a shot. The hard bullet left a small hole on the side of the head, but the green light in the small hole keeps flowing, that contains the ultimate curse power. The bullets, entrapped by the spirit of life, are constantly being pushed out under the purifying power of [heroes].

Chapter 1551 The first thousand five hundred and twenty-seventh chapter of the king's soul (8/10)

　　Dangling~

　　 The bullet fell from the wound, and when it landed on the ground, it actually splashed black sparks.

　　 This is a genuine tricky bullet. No matter how powerful it is, Jenkins cannot completely eliminate it in a short period of time. But at least it is possible to push the warhead out of his head. Most of the power he possesses is restrained from the curse of the bullet.

"Sure enough, the elven blood of the Middleton family is really reflected in you. I originally thought it was just a story passed down in the ancients, a story compiled by the royal family to emphasize the superiority of their blood, but I didn't expect them to have Elf blood, this is really unusual."

　　嘭~

　　 Jenkins didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, and he pulled the hammer and raised his hand with a shot. The bullet fired by this gun was illusory, corresponding to "soul damage", and therefore there were no wounds on the corpse that fell to the ground because it was a bullet that was maliciously aimed at the spirit body.

　　 Jenkins did not check the body, but turned his head again. Sure enough, Carmel was walking down the simple wooden staircase connecting the second floor, and even his outfit was exactly the same as on the first two corpses:

　　 "You are really impatient, Mr. Williams, it's not good to interrupt others casually. Now it's your turn. As long as you can catch the next bullet, you will win the game."

　　 "Yes, it's my turn again."

　　 Jenkins nodded, raised the gun to his head, but unexpectedly the cat on his shoulder stretched out its paw and moved the muzzle to the side.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Seeing Jenkins turned his head to look at it, Chocolate stood up and screamed at him.

　　 So Jenkins switched to his left hand gun, and then pulled the trigger at his head again.

　　 Click~

　　 This is not the sound of a bullet being excited.

　　 "You forgot to pull the ram, so pulling the trigger is useless."

　　 Carmel, who has a moustache and looks like a capitalist, kindly reminded him.

　　 "Yes, I forgot to pull the ram."

　　 Thumbs hard, and then raised the muzzle to shoot at Kamel, and Carmel's body fell to the ground for the third time. This time the bullet represented the Cthulhu's whisper, and it seemed that the whisper completely exploded Carmel's spirit.

　　 "Why, don't you want to play?"

　　 The sound came from the stairs behind him, and Jenkins smiled and pulled the hammer again:

　　 "You only talked about the function of these five bullets, but you didn't say what the purpose of this Class B superb pistol is."

　　 said that he raised his gun and aimed it at Carmel, who was standing on a high place. Now there was only the last bullet that represented "doom" in the gun.

"The feel of the fifth gun is completely different from the first four guns. I think this pistol should have the ability to perform extraordinary abilities only after a certain number of shots. From you, you let me choose whether to shoot first. In fact, A trap has already been set. You guessed that I have a way to deal with these bullets, so I did something with the gun itself."

　　 "You are a level six gifter after all. It is normal for me to prepare more."

　　 Camel said, pointing out Jenkins' level accurately.

"So what are you going to do? Alfonso Carmel, we'd better be honest. I didn't expect the last bullet of this gun to kill you, but you don't want to get you from me easily. What you want."

　　 "You don't have what I want..."

　　嘭~

　　 Hearing this, Jenkins shot again, and then watched the brand new Carmel appear again from the stairs on the second floor:

　　 "You are really impatient."

　　 "I have always hated lies, especially before the game started, you said you would take something from me."

　　 Jenkins threw the pistol aside, Carmel smiled and shook his head, seemingly very interesting about Jenkins’ performance:

　　 "Is that why you hate those believers of lies? Judging from the information I've collected, you have been targeting them since the Fabry scam."

　　 Jenkins was noncommittal about this statement, he drew his cane from the air, and then stepped back to the store door.

　　 "You can't leave, no one can leave the store unless I allow it."

　　 The man standing on the stairs warned.

　　 "I don't understand. I am not a descendant of Blacktown. Why are you looking for me?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

　　 "You actually know?"

　　 The face that had always maintained a nasty smile finally showed a surprised expression:

"It seems I still underestimate you, Mr. William. Since you gave me a surprise, then I will reveal something to return you, yes, I do need something from you, I need you The king's soul."

"what did you say?"

　　 Jenkins has never heard of this term.

　　 "In your soul, it represents the special part of the king's qualifications. I call it the king's soul. It's a pity that this thing can only be given voluntarily, otherwise I won't have to do this trouble."

　　 He shrugged his helplessness, and then used a match to dispose of his other two corpses.

　　 "Although the royal family often says that they are different for their own nobility, some villagers who believe in superstitions also think that the king must be different, but-are you kidding? King soul?"

　　 Jenkins said suspiciously, but he still did not detect that the other party was lying.

"Why should I lie? Williams, in fact, from a long time ago, prophets made predictions that before the end of this era, the king in the shadows behind the curtain will once again unify the material world. Although many people think this It’s nonsense, but I believe in this prophecy. As long as you obtain four ancient king souls—the dragon soul, the tree soul, the ice soul and the dark soul, you will surely become a king. Since the prophecy mentions the shadows King, then I think the one who succeeds is probably the Black Soul King. As for now, I believe that you have the Soul of the Tree, after all, I can't find another qualified person."

　　Kamel said, Jenkins closed his eyes and digested the information:

　　 "Do you know what you said? Some gifters of common sense know that this is nonsense. There can be no other things in the human soul, and I am pretty sure that I don't have a tree soul."

　　 He appeared in the spirit state many times, and even became a **** in the spirit state. Even if he had any "king soul", he had already discovered it, so even if Kamel's statement was correct, he had found the wrong target.

　　【Lie】The priesthood can only detect whether intelligent creatures are lying, but if the other party firmly believes that the illusion is true, the lie will not remind Jenkins. So now Jenkins wonders if the other party is crazy or deceived by a fortune-teller who doesn't know where he comes from.

Chapter 1552 The first thousand five hundred and twenty-eight chapters fight (9/10)

"Whether you believe it or not, but I believe in this statement, that's why I invited you here. So how can you be willing to give me the king's soul? I am very rich, and there are many items that may be of interest to you. I am even willing to exchange my knowledge of alchemy with you. Think about it, William, I have investigated your life trajectory, and I know that you have no interest in Symmetry, so... why not consider trading it Give it to me?"

　　 Camel leaned against the counter and said.

　　 "Do you really want to trade?"

　　 Jenkins tentatively said.

　　 "Of course, I am a businessman, not a killer. Things that can be solved by transactions, naturally, they must be solved by transactions."

　　 Camel took it for granted, Jenkins thought for a few seconds and nodded:

　　 "Well, all you have to do is tell me how you resurrected, and I can agree to the transaction."

　　 added:

　　 "Of course, we can sign a contract in advance to ensure that both parties will not violate the transaction. Since you sell so many magical items, you should have a similar contract?"

　　 Carmel showed a delighted expression on his face. He nodded his head while rummaging through the counter. The two discussed the content of the contract together, and then signed their own names. Of course, Jenkins still wrote "Jenkins R. Williams".

　　 "I can be resurrected by A-12-1-2909 [Flesh Factory]. This is a very rare thing. I rely on the research of the ancestors to find the correct usage."

　　 After signing the name, Carmel said immediately, as if he was afraid that Jenkins would regret it.

　　 "Okay, I understand. I didn't expect anyone to use the trick."

　　 Jenkins said lightly, remembering the serial number in his heart, and then put his right hand on the opponent's shoulder:

　　 "Then in accordance with the content of the contract we signed, I will give you one of the four souls I have [Tree Soul]."

　　According to Carmel, the transfer of the king's soul only needs to be verbally promised when the two parties are in physical contact (clothes can be separated) when both parties know the truth.

　　 After Jenkins finished saying this, nothing happened except the cat on his shoulder yawning boredly.

　　 "This...how is it possible? Is the king's soul still on the queen?"

　　 Camel spoke quickly and looked at Jenkins incredulously.

　　 "I said a long time ago, I don't have a king's soul. There is one more thing I don't know if you noticed it, you are too close to me..."

　　 Hearing these words, Carmel pulled back abruptly. But it was too late, and the emerald vines hung down from the sky like a curtain, and "bited" at Carmel's head like a snake.

　　 Like most people in the past, he couldn't see these squirming vines, but he was a demigod gifter. He had a foreboding crisis in his heart. While trying to break free from Jenkins's hand, he threw a bright red air into the air.

　　 But it's totally useless, these vines pierced through the air and plunged straight into Carmel's head. With the sucking sound of "Gudong Gudong", Kamel's body gradually weakened, and finally became completely suspended in the air by those vines.

　　 But Jenkins didn't relax his vigilance. He turned his head and looked behind him. Sure enough, Carmel appeared on the stairs on the second floor while holding the stairs with a pale face.

　　 This is the first mortal that Jenkins has encountered so far that can survive after being hit by [Profane Production]. But considering that his soul was torn apart by a sly bullet just now, his soul still appeared alive, so the power of [Profane Production] is still very strong.

"what is that?"

　　 Camel asked, pointing at his hung "corpse", using a forced questioning tone.

　　 "You can watch it by yourself~"

　　 Talking that Jenkins used [Profane Production] on him again, a second spatial hole appeared beside him, and more green vines came out of it than before. But even though Carmel couldn't see the vines, he was ready to deal with it.

　　 He quickly took off his black formal shirt and threw it into the air. The thin clothing quickly expanded and covered the entire ceiling in an instant.

　　 It covers the inner wall of the whole shop like furoshiki, and then it envelops everything except two living people and a cat. The space in the store has changed as a result. Those vines phantoms that Jenkins summoned from unknown spaces flashed a few times, and they disappeared before they even had time to spit out their digested coins to Jenkins.

"B-11-3-2808 [Black Magician's Human Leather Coat], this is a rare space item. It can not only help me move, but it can also temporarily form a special space, blocking most of the space summoning abilities. See I guess it’s correct. The truth of the power you use is to summon unknown evil beings from outside the material world...Williamt, who are you? The Orthodox Church will never allow gifts The person possesses this ability!"

　　 Camel asked sternly, this should have been very oppressive, but combined with his now full-faced look of excessive indulgence, such questioning would only seem ridiculous.

"Is it very important to know who I am?"

　　 A black shadow appeared behind Jenkins, and then rushed towards Carmel at the top of the stairs with crazy laughter. After the shocking explosion, the black demon flames overflowed, and the stairs of the thrift store were directly broken. Fortunately, the store was protected by an outer garment, so it did not collapse.

　　 After the explosion, a somewhat embarrassed Carmel quickly walked out of the ruins while coughing:

　　 "A believer of lies! You are a twin demon!".

　　 After taking off his coat, Carmel is now wearing a white shirt, but because of the explosion just now, the shirt has become black and white. He put his hand into the small pocket of his chest and pinched a cigarette with a filter tip between his two fingers.

　　 swiftly lit a cigarette with the demon flame that was still burning next to him, and then put it in his mouth and inhaled it sharply. When he exhaled, it was not smoke but a more violent black demon fire.

　　 This kind of flame that can directly burn the soul, even Jenkins dare not directly resist. He turned and jumped to the side, dodging the fan-shaped flame, then fetched a metal charm from his pocket and threw it at the flame.

　　 The moment the two touched, the metal charm was completely vaporized. But the rune engraved on it left traces in the air like a burning wire. The water vapor escaped with the effect of the spell, and then gradually diffused into the entire space, and both of them lost each other's position for a while.