Hearing those strange voices, Jenkins frowned and hesitated for a moment, then walked over cautiously, while observing the aura with his eyes. He immediately recognized that the aura belonged to Mr. Hood, so he walked quickly into the alley, and found several corpses of ghouls next to a trash can emitting a foul smell. Mr. leaned against the low wall askew.
He is miserable now, his right arm is tilted at an abnormal angle, and his left arm barely supports his body from falling down. The trousers on the legs seemed to have been cut by a sharp knife, and warm blood flowed from a piece of open wound, and Jenkins had almost formed a pool of blood when he arrived.
His consciousness was a little unconscious, and his face was covered with blood. But judging from the smell, it should be the blood of those ghouls, and the taste is very bad.
"Mr. Hood? Oh God, what's the matter with you?"
Jenkins rushed over, and then found that Mr. Hood was subconsciously resisting, so he hurriedly said:
"It's me, Mr. Candle without a cat, what's wrong with you?"
He put his hand on Mr. Hood's chest, a faint green light flickered in his palm, and Mr. Hood's faint breathing gradually became steady.
"How do you feel, can you hear me?"
He asked in a low voice, just now Mr. Hood's life was like a candle in a rainstorm, but now it is like a candle in a storm, and the treatment still cannot be stopped.
"I heard... Mr. Candle, you saved me again this time... what time is it?"
Mr. Hood asked weakly, trying to sit up straight but his arms couldn't be controlled at all.
"If you want to thank me, it's not too late to wait until you get better. Don't talk now, and feel the flow of the spirit of life carefully... It's ten o'clock on Sunday night. Thirteen hours ago, you and Mr. White Cat and I met Do you remember? We met at the cafe, and when I went in, you were discussing the amount of tips with Mr. White Cat."
"Yes, it's you... Is it still Sunday? That's okay, there's still time. Mr. White Cat, Mr. White Cat, he... he..."
"What's up with him?"
Jenkins asked nervously, his heart was suspended, he didn't have many friends.
"He's missing!"
"Missing? Is it just missing? Oh, okay, no, I mean, that's too bad. Don't talk now, I'll treat you, you're hurt badly, if you didn't meet me, you'd be here now It’s time to think about writing your last words.”
Today, Mr. White Cat called everyone's action, but in the end only he and Mr. Hood participated. Miss Silverpipe couldn't enter the city, Jenkins went to search for the mad poet, Hathaway was going to accompany Britney, and Miss Magic didn't know what to do, so in theory, if he didn't "just happen" to meet Mr. Hood, Jenkins There's never any way of knowing what happened during the daytime this weekend.
A remote alley is not a good place for treatment. After barely saving Mr. Hood's life, Jenkins helped him to go to Mr. Hood's residence in the city. Mr. Hood is a successful businessman, and while Jenkins doesn't know exactly what he's selling, the man does own a lot of real estate in Nolan.
"I feel alive again."
After everything was settled, Mr. Hood was shirtless, his left arm was hung by a bandage, and he drank the wine glass with his right hand. The wine bottle was on the small round table beside him. It was brandy. It's not that Jenkins can't heal his right hand, but that the curse on it is very peculiar, and it is not restrained by the purification candle and vitality, so it can only be recovered by Mr. Hood himself for the time being.
"It's best not to drink in your current state... So what happened? You also know that I have something to do today. I'm not in Nolan. Why did it become like this when I came back?"
asked Jenkins, sitting in the armchair on the other side of the coffee table.
"If you talk about what happened in detail, I'm afraid it will take until tomorrow."
Mr. Hood endured the pain and put down the wine glass in his hand as he spoke:
"To put it simply, the group of heterogeneous species didn't want to be a treasure. They were looking for a suitable place to hold a ceremony to open the portal connecting the material world. Unfortunately, Mr. White Cat and I were ambushed by the side. After getting into this incident, I no longer remember what happened at that time. When I woke up, Mr. White Cat had disappeared, and I was surrounded by a large number of crazy demons... "
The more he talked, the more frustrated he was, he filled his glass with wine and drank it down in one gulp, because he was choking and coughing because he drank too much.
"You mean that the location of the ceremony is the bank construction site? This is impossible. Before I found you, I went there to check the situation in advance, but apart from some suspicious blood, there was no trace of the portal. From According to common sense, the portal should not move randomly, right?"
Jenkins frowned and said that he wanted to pet his cat, but only then remembered that the cat was still guarding the door of the church room in Ruen.
"Opening the portal to the outside world is not that simple. If it is really just relying on rituals, even ten years of preparation is not enough. The group of evil aliens have terrible knowledge from other worlds, and they have taken a compromise The method is to first connect to the subsidiary space outside the material world, and then connect to the outside world from that space... Well, actually, I don’t know much about the principle of this, Mister Magic is best at this kind of thing.”
"Subsidiary space outside the physical world? You mean..."
Jenkins suddenly understood.
"Yes, it's a treacherous realm. I think the missing Mr. White Cat was probably drawn into a treacherous realm. Originally on the second floor of the bank site, there was an entrance to a treacherous realm, because too many outside worlds were released at once. The alien creature that came, the entrance has already collapsed. But according to my experience, the unnaturally collapsed entrance will not cause problems in the paradox itself, so a new connection to the paradox will definitely be generated in Nolan’s area. The entrance. Alien creatures are probably also looking for it. Once found, they can pull the third wave of companions to our city. Yes, there have been two waves now. The third wave of monsters may be more than the first two waves , and because they passed through a strange place and came to the material world abnormally, I think they may be contaminated with more strange properties... No, this is too dangerous, I want to report this matter to the church!"
As he spoke, he was about to struggle to sit up, but Jenkins pushed him back because of the serious injury.