It was obviously flying at a low altitude, but because of the surrounding fog, Jenkins and Miss Bevanna seemed to be flying into the clouds in the sky. After a dull and short "journey", the two landed on the roof of the three-story club facing the street very close to the "egg" of the mist giant, and nearby were the decorative angel stone carvings on the eaves.
Seeing that everyone else was landing nearby, Jenkins let Chocolate wait on the roof, finally nodded to Miss Bevanna, and then stepped forward to the edge of the roof. Looking at the giant who was only two blocks away, but there was still only a black shadow, he stretched out his right index finger and pointed to the sky in the thick fog.
Call the wind and shake the rain!
The wind picked up, and with the gust of wind, a wave of dampness appeared in the city. Then the cat at Jenkins' feet moved its pink nose, and it smelled a damp smell.
Under the thick fog, it is impossible to see whether there are dark clouds in the sky, but the rumbling thunder that seems to come from the deepest part of the sky reminds people of the change of the weather.
With his eyes closed, Jenkins maintained a large amount of spirit consumption in his body, and at the same time used his newly acquired ability to change the climate. A natural green brilliance appeared faintly around him, and the cloth on his waist and arms, as well as the two unmerged pendants hanging on his chest, also lit up.
The magic from Blooming Flowers was supported by the Bloodline of the Sacrifice and the Seed of the World Tree, which made Jenkins a lot easier.
He maintained the motion of stretching his fingers to the sky, and as the thunder became more and more frequent, the slightly cold wind with a damp smell passed through the city. Miss Bevanna stretched out her right hand and caught the first raindrop that fell from the sky. Then the sound of crashing rain really fell on the city, and she and her colleagues on the surrounding roofs looked at the young man standing motionless in front, knowing what kind of miracle he was performing.
Rumbling thunder continued to ring overhead, and when the first lightning that truly split the thick fog of Nolan appeared, the sudden torrential rain actually thinned the fog in the city.
Even the space inside the egg in the special space was affected by the sudden rain. And as the thick fog inside the egg slowly dissipated, the giant hidden in the thick fog showed its figure little by little. Although it is a "Son of the Mist", it is not actually an elemental creature.
The black shadow became clear little by little, and what came into view was a monster wrapped in black cloud chains, with cyan skin, and human faces all over its body. Although the monster had a humanoid shape, it was clear at a glance that the so-called limbs and head, like the body, were just breeding grounds for those weeping human faces to grow.
The cry of pain became clearer as the giant became clearer. In the roar of the mist giant again, an indescribable fear made all mortals below demigods tremble uncontrollably.
It swung its fist at Jenkins, and with the movement of the fist, hot white steam sprayed towards Jenkins like a long dragon, but because the layer of egg still existed, the white gas traveling through the night dispersed on the inner wall of the egg, and it was in contact with the egg. The gray fog inside blended together.
White lightning flashed across the night sky, making the ugly giant with tumors on its face more clearly observed by the people on the roof.
Jenkins withdrew his hand pointing to the sky and exhaled slowly. He opened his eyes and saw that the gray fog had dissipated to the extent that it did not affect his vision, so he knew he had succeeded.
"The rain will last for about twenty minutes."
He said to the people behind him, and then sprinkled the oak seeds that the Church of Nature had prepared for him on the ground:
"I think time is enough."
The sound of the rain could not conceal the sound of the saplings breaking through the road and growing rapidly. Jenkins on the edge of the roof took a step forward, just being caught by the branches that had grown to this height.
Then the trunks of the three oak trees were twisted together, like wriggling monsters, holding Jenkins a little bit upwards, close to the outer layer of the giant's "egg".
He pulled out the handle of the knife at his waist and swung it downward, the blade made of mist flickered in the thin mist.
Looking down, the church team has reached their respective positions. So he controlled the oak tree to lift him to a higher position. In the rain, when a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, the giant raised his knife and jumped down before he could react.
The falling blade touched an invisible barrier in the rain.
As the items on Jenkins' waist and arms shone green together with his own spirit, a crack suddenly appeared in the hazy rain and fog.
Then, the loud sound of shattering glass seemed to spread throughout the city. The egg of the Son of the Mist finally shattered.
The falling Jenkins did not hit the ground, but was caught by an oak tree he had planted. Now this rain is called by him, so what grows in the rain is also more controllable.
He let the branch move him back some distance, allowing him to step onto the solid roof. Looking forward, layers of transparent fragments peeled off, and the giant who had been patrolling the nearby blocks finally gave up that fixed way of action.
Thick mist poured out from the broken egg, and at the same time made the mist giant's appearance more real. In the hazy rain, Jenkins can only capture the power characteristics of "fog", "human resentment" and "steam" from it for the time being, which is almost exactly the same as the analysis of fog by the Smell Appreciation Committee.
The giant moved, and it howled again towards the sky, like a deterrent to its prey before a wild beast hunts. Then a golden thunder light flew from the left, directly piercing through the giant's cheek, but no blood flowed out from the scar, it was only surrounded by clouds and mist and then filled up.
This is the thunder gun thrown by the demigod of the Church of the Ocean. It is a tentative first attack. It is easy to find that the strength of the fog giant is weaker than the church thought, but the regenerative ability is [Crawler in the Mist] several times.
"Much weaker than imagined."
Miss Bevanna's voice sounded from behind, and she said:
"From this point of view, this battle is over. A premature baby is not a deterrent. If it is not concerned about destroying the city, any demigod can deal with it."
She told Jenkins not to participate in the next battle, just keep it raining. Jenkins watched as the rain he summoned beat against the half-broken egg shells in the Nature Church's manipulative winds, and the giant was wounded and healed.
"All right."
He also realized that without the eggshell and the thick fog, the Mistborn wasn't really scary.
A blue chain was formed in the rain, and the Holy Son of the Church of Nature and two demigods locked the giant's waist with the chain from three directions.
Roar~
There was another roar that seemed to come from ancient times. All the crying human faces on the giant's body opened their mouths at the same time, and thick gray mist gushed out from the tens of thousands of mouths at the same time.