Even though the man was hung up, the air bomb that had been detonated still did not stop exploding. In order to effectively gain time for your escape, [Air Bomb Ring] sets the air in the same area to different explosion times to ensure that the explosions can continue one after another.
He was dumped on a tree with only his eyes and nostrils exposed. I knew in my heart that this time I was a believer who underestimated the lie, but I hoped that the other party would be directly blown into a serious injury that could not move.
After the explosion, the area that was originally lined with trees was almost flattened, and even the ground sank several feet. It's just that in the center of the white ground stands a wooden cocoon the height of a person, and Jenkins pierced it with his hand and walked out. The explosion just now was indeed dangerous, but this is a forest, and he happened to be standing on a tree. Not to mention himself, even the clothes on his body were not damaged by the explosion.
"It's almost twelve o'clock, and I'm in a hurry to go back to eat."
He took out his pocket watch, flicked it and opened the cover, thinking that he couldn't waste too much time.
"Now answer my question, I can make your death easier."
While talking, he pulled out the holy sword from the air, swung it violently, and chopped off the arm that was entwined with vines. Then he took off the ring on that arm with confidence, and then manipulated the vine to lower the man's position, and used the power of [Essence of Life] to connect the arm back.
I believe that the doll who watched this scene would not mind her body being treated like this.
"I won't say anything, just kill me."
The man sneered and mocked, and then got Jenkins' promise not to kill him, but to hand him and the doll to the Orthodox Church. The man sneered again, saying that although he could cooperate, it did not mean that his spirit had succumbed to the believers in lies:
"It's just your luck this time."
Even if he is captured, he can act very tough, which is also a very story-telling person.
After questioning, Jenkins also knew the origin of this person. Just as he thought, this is a foreign gifter who was forced to flee his country because of a murder in the Northland. He smuggled to Nolan City by boat because he realized that Nolan City is not familiar with the situation. It was a very dangerous place for him, so he ran to Beldylan very rationally.
During his time in Beldyran, he had a bad relationship with the local benefactor because of some trivial matters, so he was cursed by the other party, and he was imprisoned in a doll probably last winter.
The bestower didn't lose all his powers when he lost his body, so after forbearance for a long time, he found a suitable opportunity to use the accumulated spirit to confuse the grave guards in the cemetery, and let them trick a group of passers-by nearby . He chooses the right body among them, and then the matter is published in the newspapers, which in turn attracts believers of lies who are full and have nothing to do.
What Jenkins is most concerned about is actually why there is a cursed person who should be in the mystical chain among the group of people. On this point, the captive man told Jenkins that one of the group of people who had been stripped and thrown in the cemetery had not been a replacement for his body, but had been with him in the catacombs.
"That person broke into the tomb about two or three days ago. It seems that he wanted to use the tomb as a hiding place."
"At that time, did he look like a human being, or a mosquito?"
Jenkins asked immediately.
"Like a mosquito, I feel that it is a bit like the legendary [Curse of Blood Mosquito]."
The man who was entangled by vines like a mummy lay on the ground and guessed casually, then continued:
"Whether it was a disease or a curse, it caused a lot of pain to the man. He moaned all night after hiding in the catacombs, but every two hours, he would comb his hair with a copper-colored metal comb. Hair, talking to himself while combing. I guess it may be some numbered item, because he has gradually returned to his human form with this kind of action alone... But the comb also has side effects, he is obviously losing memory , and lost more and more, every time I woke up after falling asleep, I would be dazed and frightened, probably because I didn’t know why I was there.”
These are all true words, which means that the cursed person of [Curse of Blood Mosquito] appeared outside the manor, and has little to do with the man in front of him who snatched other people's bodies. But Jenkins worried that he was deceiving himself with the "incomplete truth", so he used some tricks to try to get him to say more things, but it didn't really work:
"Okay, okay, after I regained my body, in order to prevent the church from being suspicious, I threw the man who combed his hair with the group of people I found to replace his body. Anyway, his memory is almost lost... The comb was taken away. I took it away, but it’s not on my body now. I buried it in the woods. I thought about getting rid of the Orthodox Church’s pursuit before taking it out for research. I’m worried that if I carry it with me, it will also trigger the effect of losing memory... "
After that, Jenkins knocked the man unconscious, and then threw him and the doll back to the cemetery for the gravekeepers and the church who were still investigating to deal with it. After all, he himself did not have the means to help others exchange souls.
As for the comb buried in the forest, relying on the [Eye of Reality] to catch the aura, it was quickly found.
Metal combs are not as common as wooden combs and plastic combs due to craftsmanship, cost and other reasons. Jenkins has only seen one from Dolores so far, but she has never used it. She thinks that kind of comb will sting when combing her hair. She still prefers the ivory comb.
At this time, the metal comb dug out of the soil by Jenkins showed a strong yellow aura. Its style is very ordinary, except that on the front and back surfaces, the shape of slightly concave eyes is carved with very delicate techniques.
This makes the comb look a little weird, with the eyes on the front and back looking at Jenkins. In traditional human culture, the symbol of the eye itself is fine, but because of the existence of the evil god [Void Evil Eye], this symbolic method always reminds people of bad things.
The intensity of the aura was typical for numbered items, but Jenkins couldn't make out what it was. Seeing that it was almost lunch time, he thought about returning to the base outside the manor as soon as possible to prevent anyone from finding out that his phantom couldn't wake up no matter how loud it was.
It's just that after getting the comb, Chocolate showed great hostility to it. After Jenkins called out his mount, the unicorn was also hostile, and wanted to poke the comb Jenkins was holding in his hand with its unicorn.
Seeing this situation, Jenkins didn't think that both his cat and the unicorn suddenly got hysteria together, and considering that both of them usually have a very strong sense of danger, he hesitated and threw the comb to the ground.
"Meow~"
Chocolate's four little paws clung tightly to Jenkins' shoulders, poking his head down and meowing unceasingly. The unicorn also stomped on the ground with its hooves a little restlessly, and put its head on Jenkins, trying to keep him away from the dangerous object on the ground.
"I know, I won't touch it."
Jenkins reached out to comfort the cat and the unicorn, then stood a little further away, and took out the [Air Bomb Ring] he had just obtained from his pocket.
Putting the ring on his hand and squinting at the comb lying in the mud, he waved his hand lightly, and the invisible air bomb was slapped and flew out of the palm, and quickly blew the comb into the sky.
Generally speaking, numbered items have the characteristics of [indestructible], which is also the last resort for the church to identify such items. But at this time, the comb that was blown into the sky split open in front of Jenkins, Chocolate and the unicorn.
When the explosion ended, the metal fragments fell to the ground. In addition to the smoldering mud splashed everywhere, there was also a puddle of black stuff like sludge on the ground. The constant wriggling of the thing first made Jenkins think of the "slime" alien species that had been extinct in the material world for many years, but soon he was frightened by the maliciousness hidden in the sludge.
"Meow~"
"Ang~"
The unicorn and the cat showed more hostility, and Jenkins took two steps back again, tapping the ground with his cane. The spirit of life stimulated the seeds and broken wood in the forest soil to rejuvenate. Around the black sludge, wooden walls grew rapidly to prevent this thing from escaping or splitting.
"What's this?"
Auras are not black, nor do they have that horrible polluting ability to spontaneously affect the mind and environment. But it's also weird. In Jenkins' view, it's like a mass of evil thoughts directly embodied, and the mental fluctuations emanating from it can definitely turn any ordinary person into a 100% villain and murderer at the moment of contact.
"This kind of thing shouldn't exist in the world."
He stretched out his hand and wanted to activate the ability of [Profane Production], but found that the ability could not be used, because the sludge did not seem to be judged as an intelligent life with a soul, and did not have any blasphemy.
So he took out the holy sword again, touched the sword with his hand, and the immortal fire of gift was attached to it. Then he quickly drew two sword marks around him, and was about to activate the [Sword Dance·Whirl] ability, but saw the mud ball that was restricted by the tree wall to squirm faster.
In the center of the wriggling mud ball, a crooked human body gradually appeared. It took less than two seconds for the black human upper body to appear above the mud. Its waist was connected to the mud ball, and the facial features on its face were just mud. Formed in a concave group, it looks extremely disgusting.
"Please stop, I have something to say."
The shape of the concave mouth is still changing as it speaks, which further makes the human form in this mud puddle creepy.
"I didn't hurt you, did I? I didn't hurt anyone, why did you kill me?"
The black sludge kept gesticulating with both hands:
"You see, I didn't pose any threat to you, and I didn't hurt the previous person who held me. I even used my remaining power to lead him out of a very powerful maze. Although I am not kind , but at least not evil."