The tide of undead that was surging like a tide did not interest Jenkins at all. Even if he stood in the direction of some undead, those terrible things would take the initiative to detour. They rushed towards the broken house with the same goal, and then got mixed up with more and more vines gushing out of the hole in the space.
There were more and more strange sounds, the juice of the vines and the gravy of the bone slices almost covered the original color of the earth.
This is the first time [Profane Production], which has always been invincible, has encountered an opponent. Even Pompeii, who is holding a skull sword, has no courage to confront these vicious vines head-on.
"That man in black is really not simple..."
Thinking in my heart, I planned to take advantage of the results of the battle to find a way to leave here as soon as possible. But when he turned around, he saw another person in a black robe standing behind him, but the person behind him revealed his face.
It was a young man who was not very old, and the hood was pulled down to reveal his face. His skin was pale and thin, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, but the sickle that was filled with black fluid in his hand was definitely not a fake.
This is no stranger, on the contrary, Jenkins is very impressed with people. After all, from a certain point of view, Jenkins can now achieve financial freedom, but rely on the gift of the person in front of him.
"Viscount Augustus?"
Jenkins called out the name in surprise, and the young man in black robe in front of him was undoubtedly the Viscount Augustus who died last year.
Compared with Mr. Pisco, who is now suspected of not being dead, Jenkins can be sure that Viscount Augustus is indeed dead, and after death, his soul has entered a strange place through a strange door...
"The Augustus family is the descendant of the ancient god of death. It is not surprising that they entered the world of domination after death and were even endowed with powerful power."
Jenkins figured this out, and took a step back subconsciously. After all, the vines he summoned were still fighting with the Viscount's "colleagues".
"Long time no see, Baron William."
The pale young man in a black robe greeted Jenkins relaxedly. Seeing his alert face, he asked with a smile:
"My friend, long time no see, don't you know me? No, I didn't come here to do anything. I just noticed that the robe of my lord has changed, so I came to check the situation. As for it..."
He glanced at the vines and undead who were entangled and fighting each other.
"I don't know about it, and it doesn't matter to me whether it dies or not. Oh, Mr. Williamette, as long as you don't intend to pollute this land, I will definitely not interfere in this matter."
"Viscount Augustus, I still regard you as my friend, but...how did you become like this. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, but I thought you had fallen into an eternal sleep I went to... "
Sensing that Viscount Augustus was not malicious, Jenkins also controlled his body to relax, at least showing a kind attitude.
"My lord gave me a new mission. You are right, Viscount William, I have indeed entered death, but isn't death just the beginning of another great adventure?"
Before the death of Viscount Augustus, Jenkins heard him say this sentence, and now it seems that he was not ignorant of the family history before his death.
"Since this is your wish, Viscount Augustus, I want to congratulate you, congratulations on being able to discover a new meaning in life, and serve that great being whose name I dare not call directly."
Jenkins said, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his right hand. Viscount Augustus, who was wearing a black robe, smiled slightly, and reached out to hold Jenkins' right hand.
"It's a real pleasure to see you again, my friend."
said the Viscount.
"I'm also very happy to see you again."
Jenkins replied, then quickly withdrew his hand. He spread out his palm, and saw a slight festering on the palm, which was the erosion of the living body by the spirit of death.
But those ulcers healed quickly, and it wasn't serious.
"Sorry, I think it's better not to have contact between the living and the dead. My lord said that mortals cannot cross the boundary between life and death. Of course, you are different."
He winked at Jenkins, who smiled knowingly.
It was definitely a surprise to see Viscount Augustus again, but Jenkins found that he was not very surprised. He seemed to have already prepared to meet this friend from a mysterious family again.
Viscount Augustus took this opportunity to once again thank Jenkins for his faithful handling of his estate, who is very knowledgeable about what is happening in the physical world.
"No, actually I haven't done enough."
This is also true. Although the execution of the will went smoothly, most of it was entrusted by Jenkins to the church to help manage, and he actually handled very few things.
"Can you open the door for me to get out of here? I don't think I belong here."
After finishing the polite words, Jenkins asked cautiously again.
"Of course, of course. There is actually a door here. Originally, the robes of my lord were left in the material world, and I just chose suitable lives to throw into the arms of death. My lord does not like to force mortals to embrace death. Since you have chosen The world of mortals, of course I will not force you. As for it... "
Viscount Augustus pointed to the cemetery hovel where the battle was beginning to take place, and it was now clear that Jenkins' vines had the upper hand.
"As for it, it has been blinded by the sin of desire on the way forward. It has been polluted and not accepted by death. Let it fall into a complete sleep."
Now Jenkins finally breathed a sigh of relief. According to his understanding, the masters should not be the kind of evil existence that forces people to change their beliefs. The things here are obviously caused by the man in black in the broken house.
"But I don't understand, why is this thing so bold? Doesn't it worry about punishment?"
"My lord gave him the chance to take the second way. He didn't bear his sins, but was swallowed by them. This is punishment. Even if you don't show up, at the right time, fate will make it face its own end , or in other words, now is the end given to him by fate."
Viscount Augustus answered this question head-on. This was a moment when Jenkins faced few people who could answer questions about monsters head-on. He looked very natural, and he didn't show the entanglement that he couldn't reveal the secret. This may be because of the special space here, or it may be because of his special identity.