"Who did I mess with tonight?"
Jenkins complained softly in his heart, and turned the unicorn's head to accelerate it to fly far away, away from the church group.
Of course not forgetting to put away the cane, the unicorn flew down allowing Jenkins to pick up a black metal sword:
"Let the red dragon come with me to prevent these wandering spirits from getting out of control again, and to find the original target."
He still didn't forget to shout like this.
It was useless for the church to discuss whether it should be done according to the believers of lies. The red dragon stretched its wings and followed directly, and together with the wandering cavalry regiment who stepped on frost flowers, they flew to the distance with the unicorn.
The flying speed of the unicorn is extremely fast, but the wandering spirits can also keep up with the speed. The flying speed of the red dragon after stretching its wings can barely catch up, but for humans, such a flying speed is not impossible, but those who can reach it did not appear here tonight.
After all, the original plan was to let the red dragon pull those wandering souls around the Nolan area, and the red dragon would maintain a speed that humans could catch up with. horned beast.
In any case, this is also a believer in lies to contain the enemy. Even if they knew they couldn't catch up, they still sent out the demigods of the Church of Nature and the demigod of the Church of Death to chase after them, and the others landed on the spot to clean up the battle traces on the ground and clean up the battlefield. At the same time, he immediately contacted Evergreen Forest, on the one hand to find out what went wrong in this matter, and on the other hand to ask for more support.
They are not worried that the disappearing unicorns, wandering souls, and red dragons will disappear. After all, the characteristics of this strange thing also limit the range of activities. Although the wandering spirits have shown inconsistencies with the characteristics of the church records, there is no reason for the believers of lies to leave Nolan.
Of course Jenkins didn't want to leave Nolan, he was still thinking about how he would explain his whereabouts tonight when he got home later. He lay on the back of the unicorn, and was carried by the little beast to fly rapidly in the air. After confirming that the people of the church did not catch up, he immediately let the unicorn rush straight up, and at the same time quickly used the sword to leave two light marks in the air around the body:
"Sword dance · roundabout!"
The white halo is centered on the flying unicorn, expanding continuously as it rotates. The swirling sword light swept across everything around with a more fierce posture, like white flowers blooming in the night sky.
When the sword light touched the oncoming wandering soul cavalry, the three commanding souls stretched out their hands at the same time, and with the palms of the gauntlets emitting a dim light, a phantom of a skeleton dragon appeared in the air out of thin air, resisting it forcefully. A halo that spins and spreads outward.
But [Sword Dance·Whirlwind]can't be deciphered so easily, the phantom of the bone dragon dissipated after only blocking it for less than two seconds. But it was enough for the spirits to change direction, allowing a third of the group to survive the whirling sword dance.
This actually startled the red dragon flying from behind, it flapped its wings and stopped at the periphery hesitantly, a little unsure whether it should go up or not.
It wasn't until the silk-like dense sword light completely disappeared that the unicorn stopped its upward climb. Jenkins glanced at the red dragon in the distance, and knew that the only way to get the answer to this matter was from it. But now you have to deal with the enemies in front of you before you have time to ask questions.
While the wandering souls were repairing and preparing for the next round of charge, Jenkins took out the notepad from his arms, tore off the blank pages and threw them in the air. While it was flying with the night wind, [Reading] imprinted a clear ritual matrix on it.
With a flick of his right hand, he offered the holy spring water in the regenerated [Holy Spring Water Bottle] together with the black metal sword he had just picked up as a sacrifice.
As the paper flew into the distance in the night wind, a cloud of cold black smoke emerged from it and rushed towards Jenkins. The black smoke dissipated, and Mr. Augustus in black robe stood out of nowhere under the night sky:
"Good evening, Jenkins. It feels like I've been around a bit more recently, what's the matter?"
He took off his hood and said with a smile, and then he saw dozens of knights in full outfit in the surging cold mist below.
"Should this kind of thing be considered as a soul? This should be yours. Don't tell me that those terrible black iron armors are not wandering souls."
Jenkins said.
"It's indeed a wandering soul. Oh, it turns out that those lunatics who hunted giant dragons escaped again? Sorry, I'll take them away now..."
Mr. Augustus suddenly stopped his words, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and narrowed his eyes as if to take a closer look.
"Something is wrong, these are indeed those lunatics, but how did it become like this? What kind of power is this?"
He raised his head and looked around. When he saw the red dragon in the distance, he was even more confused about the current situation:
"Jenkins, wait a minute, I'll go back and ask, and I'll be right back."
As he said that, he turned into whistling black smoke on the spot, and then plunged into the black hole that appeared beside him at some unknown time.
Only the descendants of the ruler dare to do this. Jenkins does not believe that all the messengers of death can enter and leave the material world at will, and can "go back and ask".
Mr. Augustus came back in ten seconds, dressed in the same way as before disappearing.
He shook his head at Jenkins:
"Sorry, these lunatics came to the material world. Since they found us, they should naturally be under our control. But I just got the news, I can't intervene."
"Why?"
"This matter involves some secrets that cannot be revealed."
He said and looked at the red dragon:
"But it probably does. You understand, but I can't explain it."
"If so, I probably understand."
As Jenkins said, he danced the Bone Sacred Sword into a sword flower in the air, and the two white curved sword glows around him lingered for a long time:
"Then wait until I repel these enemies, and then ask the dragon. I probably guessed why."
"Jenkins, I can help you. With the current situation, it is foreseeable for you to defeat them, so you don't need to take another shot, let me do it. I can't intervene too much in this matter, so after dealing with these games Soul I will leave immediately, according to the rules they will appear again, next time you can only rely on yourself.
Looking forward to our next meeting. "
As he said that, Mr. Augustus flew over Jenkins with open arms and flew down. Some crisp sounds like wind chimes rang in his ears, and then Jenkins realized that they were not wind chimes, but horse bells.
Together with the cat poking its head out of its pocket, he watched Mr. Augustus disappear in a cloud of black smoke, and when the black smoke dissipated, the man in the black cloak with the carriage left a terrifying trail of crowds in the air. The long road of the soul.
It rushed to the wandering souls on the ground, and when the two collided, the black smoke almost drowned some of them. When the dust settled, only Jenkins and his party and the Red Dragon were left in the empty sky.
"come here."
He said to the dragon who was circling and refusing to approach, the red dragon obviously flinched, hesitated but refused to come. So Jenkins let the unicorn fly over with his own. The red dragon wanted to hide, but felt impolite, so he could only watch the unicorn getting closer.
"Ang~"
The little beast yelled at it, not knowing what it meant.
"I'm Jenkins Williams."
He said straight to the point, Long immediately shook his head:
"I heard nothing."
"Don't be stupid, tell me now, before the last wave of wandering souls appears, what's going on? When you handed over the Dragon Soul to me last time, you didn't say that there was such a thing. .”
Some sparks came out of the red dragon's nose:
"As you know, you can never say much about the savior."
It was the first time Jenkins had seen a dragon stammering.
"The souls of the four kings themselves are involved in the secrets of the ancient era, plus they were selected by the eighteenth era. Some of the hidden mysteries are beyond my comprehension. Even if you ask me this way, I can't answer it... Don't look at it like this I, I have not been entrusted with the responsibility to guide you, but I can probably give you a hint—have you seen other king soul owners?"
"certainly."
"Then, have the king souls played a role in them? The four king souls are myths and legends forged by human beings. They are not matter, information, or energy, but concepts. Even if the four king souls are not gathered now, they should not It has no effect at all. Can you understand me when I say this?"
The Red Dragon asked, Jenkins thought of Sigrid, and thought of Dolores. Miss Windsor does not count, after all, the soul of darkness has not fully grown, but the soul of the tree and the soul of ice do not seem to show any power on them, even after Sigrid lost the soul of the tree, she has no effect on herself make an impact.
"It's not enough to have the king's soul, but also needs a process like awakening?"
Jenkins asked.
Long immediately shook his head:
"I didn't say anything~"
"Then I understand. The messenger of death told me just now that those wandering spirits are different from the wandering spirits he knew before. It seems that the awakening process of the dragon soul affected them."
"I didn't say anything... You know Deathbringer? I always thought those weird guys in black robes couldn't talk."
Red Dragon said.
"The question now is, does every king soul have to undergo an awakening process in order to be effective?"
"I do not know anything."
The red dragon shook his head again, Jenkins ignored him, brought up the miner's lamp, and read out the name of the protoss:
"Racourt."
Although the surging sea of stars changes from moment to moment, it seems to remain unchanged forever. The protoss with glasses stood above the silver-white shining stars, looking at Jenkins curiously:
"Good evening."
"Good evening, time is a little tight, I'll ask the question directly. Do you know the legend of the four king souls of human beings?"
Protoss hesitated for a moment, then nodded:
"Know some."
"The four king souls all need a process similar to awakening before they can function, right?"
"Yes."
Protoss gave a direct answer, which shows that the ancients in the starry sky are definitely much stronger than the red dragon.