The white aura is located in a small warehouse in the backyard of the cafe, but before entering there, Jenkins still needs to deal with the "guards" at the door.
They were two humanoid creatures in shabby black robes. One of them dragged a huge mace around the yard continuously, drawing deep drag marks on the ground; the other was carrying a giant black iron cross, He stood motionless at the door of the small warehouse.
These two monsters should be arranged here by the old man of the clock tower, because they have no other facial features on their faces, and only one black eye is located in the center of their faces. With just a glance, Jenkins was sure that the eyes were exactly the same as those dense eyes on the face of the clock tower old man.
In other words, although the old man of the clock tower seems unable to leave the clock tower, he can affect the world by controlling the doomsday monster.
"Is the line of sight of these eyes connected? Once I am observed by the monsters here, does it mean that the clock tower old man also knows that I have come?"
He squatted on the top of the wall and lost his mind for a while. He didn't know whether he should jump into the yard and fight directly with the opponent, or find other ways to enter the small warehouse without disturbing the monsters in the yard.
In fact, he had no choice at all, because the wall on which Jenkins squatted was already dilapidated by the power of time and doomsday. Even though he wasn't very heavy, it was the straw that broke the camel's back for the wall.
Jenkins felt an abnormal shaking under his feet while thinking about it, so he jumped into the yard in a hurry. At the same time he landed, part of the wall behind him collapsed from the center. Although the area was small and the falling rock did not hit him, the sound was enough to attract the attention of the monsters in the yard.
The mace-wielding monster stopped in its tracks, and its head, with only one big eye in the center of its face, turned its head stiffly to look at him. The moment their eyes met, Jenkins seemed to see the old man standing behind the mechanical shaft of the clock dial with his hands behind his back from behind the black vertical pupil.
"Oops, it found me!"
While feeling bad in his heart, he had already pulled out his sword, and the monster also spun half a circle while roaring, throwing the mace at Jenkins.
The sword collided with the solid hammer, making a toothache sound. Jenkins' wrist holding the sword went numb, and then, with a slight bone cracking sound, he was directly bent 180 degrees to his arm by the impact of the huge force, and the back of his hand and arm were tightly attached together.
At the first moment, he didn't feel any pain, he just watched his sword fly out in a whirl, and then the hammer flew towards him close to his face.
Standing on the ground with both feet, [Power of Titan] gives the muscles a special explosive power through the focus of the legs. The intact left hand pushed forward, and the explosive force hit the side of the hammer along with the thrust. Jenkins was not proficient in the technique of four or two strokes, so his left hand was also injured, but fortunately he changed the flight trajectory of the hammer.
Because of Jenkins' violent swipe, it flew sideways at a faster speed, and then sank deeply into the back wall of the cafe, making a terrible sound.
"Isn't this power too terrifying?"
The green light spread to the wrist, the left hand was healed first, and then the bones of the right hand were straightened with the left hand enduring the severe pain, and the right wrist was also healed.
At this time, the owner of the hammer had already grasped the handle of the hammer again, and the strange man carrying the huge cross at the warehouse door had already hugged the cross to his chest.
"This is going to be a big trouble."
With a wave of his right hand in the air, the sword that was thrown obliquely into the black blood after being knocked away just now flew straight towards Jenkins. He drew a circle around himself with the sword in one hand, and then wrote two runes under his feet at an extremely fast speed. Finally, he thrust the sword into the soil in the rune, and with the infusion of the spirit, the ritual of [Spiritual Bone Protection] was activated.
It wasn't a ritual Jenkins had learned from Papa or the Church, but from the sword in his hand. As the circle under his feet burst into decaying gray light, seven or eight bones flew out of the pile of bones in front of him. Before these bones touched Jenkins, they were crushed by the circle of light, and then evenly wrapped around his upper body, even wrapped around his wrists and palms, forming a layer of bony white armor.
The former owner of the skeleton sword has also used this trick, and the effect is even better than that of Jenkins. Jenkins also doesn't know why the sword he holds now lacks a lot of core knowledge and some power. It can only be attributed to the fact that the sword itself suffered damage while merging with the spirit of life.
With the armor covering his body, he immediately became confident. Just at this time, the tall and thin figure in black robe rushed up for the second time dragging the mace. Still turning sharply and using this force to throw the hammer out like a steam cannon ball, Jenkins swung his sword hard like last time.
Only this time, while ensuring his own safety, he managed to push the hammer away, causing it to fly to the other side of the yard, and then swung his sword forward. Before the cross monster made a move, he smashed the hammer monster His head was chopped off.
It fell to the ground with a howling sound, and then turned into soot and scattered to the ground together with its own hammer head.
"There is still one."
The spirit flows from the soul to the arm, and then into the sword. Turning around and flinging, the white sword light flew out, but before hitting the huge cross, the black semi-circular eggshell-shaped barrier flickered in the dirty air, unexpectedly stopping the sword.
Under the bright yellow moonlight, Jenkins finally saw the whole picture of the giant cross. It is black all over, and the wailing faces with big fists on the surface are intertwined, and some of them even overlap.
As the cross was heavily inserted into the soil, a black aura spread from the warehouse guard's feet towards the outer layer. In the black soil under the two people's feet, terrible power accumulated instantly.
As the ground in front of Jenkins swelled several bulges, oily water stains spread in the yard, and then five black tentacles broke through the ground, absorbing the oil, and at the same time, they rose from the ground like fast-growing trees, almost The kung fu of breathing is even higher than Jenkins.
"It was the main force just now, is it the master of spells now?"
Jenkins didn't panic either. He took back his sword and took out his cane. Just shaking slightly in the air, it continued to thicken and change like a living vine, rapidly transforming into the shape of a scepter.
At the same time, he didn't forget to take out a small cloth bag containing the cut parts of the creeper from his pocket, and threw the plant fragments that still had a glimmer of life around them.