Now that he found the trace of the evil spirit, Jenkins immediately proposed to find the location of the evil spirit, maybe he could eliminate it in advance and end this incident.
No one had ever done this with A-12-2-0965 before, and Jenkins hadn't heard of anyone who could see auras like he did. He wasn't sure if he could do this successfully, but the old elf thought that he wouldn't sleep tonight, so he might as well go out for a walk. Jenkins also wanted to help him, and the flames of the Dragon Soul continued to provide him with vitality. It seemed that it would be no problem to stay up all night, so the two made a plan and went out together.
The direction indicated by the spiritual light was not nearby. The apartment the old elf rented was in the city center, and the final destination was the public cemetery in the outskirts of the city that the two of them had traveled halfway across the city.
"Shouldn't it be expected? The source of the evil spirit is the cemetery, not the nameless corpse that died in the alley. This is much simpler than I imagined."
As the two climbed over the fence, Jenkins said he wanted to turn into a rat and slip right through the gap in the fence. But after thinking about it, it was really troublesome to change clothes back and forth, so he turned over and pulled the old elf over.
The cemetery was also shrouded in gray fog tonight. Although the two intruders were prevented from being discovered by the grave guards to a certain extent, Jenkins felt that the fog seemed strange.
Before he could figure out what was weird, he found the location where the black aura was pulling. It is a cemetery near the northeast corner of the cemetery. It was the original address of the public cemetery before the expansion of the cemetery, so the nearby tombs belong to the relatively ancient modern tombs.
The old elf bent down and brushed off the cause of death on the crooked tombstone:
"Died in the winter of 1672 from a fishbone lodged in the throat."
"Is this the deceased almost two hundred years ago?"
Jenkins also got down on one knee, put his hand on the ground and closed his eyes to feel it. He didn't find any evil spirits, but the black aura did point here, indicating that the real target of A-12-2-0965 [Rebirth in Seven Days] was the corpse.
"Let's dig the grave. I'll bless the corpse and try to purify the power of the monster. May his soul rest in peace."
While digging up someone else's grave isn't moral, Jenkins and the old elf are doing it for noble reasons, so they have no psychological burden.
Without using Jenkins to draw a shovel, the old elf directly sprinkled the seeds and manipulated the vines to carry out the digging work. He didn't use life force to control plants like Jenkins did, but used his own ability [activated vines].
Although the speed was a bit slower, fortunately, they didn't need to do it directly, and they were happy to stand by and watch, chatting about the current situation by the way.
The old elf also heard about the fire in the south of the main continent of the material world from newspapers, but he didn't expect it to become so serious now. Although he didn't experience the end of the era himself, he had also read those terrible records from the elven literature.
The elves feel that they are witnessing the history of the material world, but they are not disturbed by all this. He didn't have much life left, and he lived long enough not to care when he died. I just hope that I can die in my hometown and pass on all the knowledge I have about the elves to Jenkins.
There were no accidents in the excavation, but the dilapidated coffin instead of the urn was finally dug out, which shows that the traditional burial was used for the burial of the deceased.
The old elf carefully manipulated the vines and lifted the top cover of the coffin. Because of the age, the coffin nails no longer work. Soon the two saw the remains of the skeleton, and Jenkins also confirmed with his eyes that this was indeed the target of the black aura.
"That's it, I'll bless it, and then [Seven-Day Rebirth] will be over."
As he spoke, the elf nodded and took two steps back, standing on the edge of the grave and watching. Jenkins put the cat in his pocket on the grass on one side, let the confused cat stand by himself, and found a convenient place to stand, bent down and tried to directly touch the skull of the skeleton with his hands.
But as he bent down, the skeleton moved, and yellow, almost shapeless bone claws grabbed Jenkins' wrist. Because of the existence of [Hero], the skeleton's hand bones immediately emitted black smoke as if they were burning.
Startled, Jenkins looked at the skeleton, but he didn't see the characteristic of the undead, that is, the blue soul fire.
"The undead revived at this time? Or is this the effect of [Seven Days Rebirth]?"
The right hand was caught, and his left hand also grabbed the skeleton's hand bone. Unexpectedly, the remaining part of the corpse jumped out of the grave directly, and the skeleton missing one arm leaped into the sky as if flying, and flew into the distance at the same time as Jenkins jumped out of the grave.
"what happened?"
The elf was surprised.
"I don't know either, hurry up and catch up!"
It was too late to fill up the tomb, and the two chased in the direction where the skeleton disappeared in the sky. Still relying on the pendant bought by the elves, I finally saw the skeleton landed in a corner of the cemetery.
There are steam pipes out of the ground, and the surface of the rusty pipes is dirty and thick with mud. The painted words of "Good Luck Steam Pipeline Company" can be vaguely seen, and the skeleton has opened its left arm and is ready to hug it.
"Damn~ how can you be so unlucky?"
Jenkins put on the bomb ring and waved his hand there. The air of the explosion bounced the skeletons in mid-air, and the sound spread far in the night sky.
The old elf knelt down on one knee and pressed the grass with his fingers spread out. Crazy-growing weeds rushed into the sky, tying up the falling skeletons.
Jenkins didn't dare to delay, and rushed forward to hug the skeleton. The green light representing the power of life in his body radiated outwards. The skeleton could not break free under the restraint of weeds and Jenkins, and finally disappeared under the washing of the power of life.
It's just that the black aura representing the monster didn't disappear because of this, and Jenkins, who was a little nervous, yelled loudly for the elf to throw away the pendant.
The pendant lifted into the sky under the black light visible to the naked eye, and as the black mist spread from the pendant, the owner of the corpse, the evil spirit that appeared in the fairy dream, finally appeared.
"You go first, I will settle the matter here."
Seeing the lights of the gravekeeper's hut in the distance, Jenkins knew that the noise made here had finally attracted attention.
"Are you alright by yourself?"
The elf was still a little worried.
"I'm not alone. Although it's wrong to break in in the middle of the night, the identity of Jenkins Williams is still very useful. To deal with evil spirits, the grave guards are more professional than us. Don't worry."
"Okay, I'll be waiting around."
As he spoke, he pressed the hat on the top of his head to cover his ears. Hastily ran to the distance.
Jenkins took a few steps back, watching the evil spirit with the black aura slowly appear, and the footsteps behind him gradually approached.
The cemetery guard in charge of this cemetery is an old man with gray hair. Surprisingly, he recognized Jenkins immediately.
Although he was surprised by the appearance of the evil spirit, he was even more surprised after feeling the spiritual pollution unique to the monster. But the old cemetery guard is also experienced, first he asked Jenkins to temporarily restrain the evil spirit so that it would not leave the cemetery. Then a signal flare was fired into the sky, and the smell of the flames made the cat who didn't know when it came sneezed.
But the signal flares that slanted into the sky and exploded quickly took effect. In less than three minutes, Jenkins even simply used [Life Origin] to deal with the evil spirits for a while, and the grave guards led by the demigod The team arrived.
"Why so fast?"
Jenkins asked the old gravekeeper in surprise.
"It's not a peaceful age now. Those of us who guard the corpses know that every accident may lead to even bigger accidents."
The old gravekeeper, clutching his shovel, backed away with Jenkins as he spoke, watching the demigod and his team fight. The friendly-looking old man suddenly frowned, bowed his head and asked again:
"Excuse me, what is that severed bone you are holding?"
"Oh, I wanted to solve the [seven-day rebirth] problem by myself, so I dug up the corpse. I didn't expect that even blowing up the corpse would be useless, and it would also attract evil spirits."
Jenkins said embarrassingly, grabbed the skeleton of the right arm, and tried to summon the fire of grace to burn it.
But at this moment, billowing black smoke rushed straight from the battle in the distance, and all got into the bones in Jenkins' hands. Jenkins, who endured the discomfort, did not let go, and was then carried into the sky by the skeleton.
The green spirit of life in the hand couldn't work on the skeleton, it was dealing with the black smoke that wrapped the hand bone. Jenkins could only be taken by it to fly high in the night sky, and then flew towards the western coastline.
The chocolate left on the ground, the grave guards who didn't know what happened, and the old elf hiding outside the cemetery could only look up and watch Jenkins go away in the air, feeling a headache for the current situation.
The curse of corpse mechanization itself is a monster, but it has no number for the time being. After superimposing [Seven Days Rebirth], which is also a monster, it has caused the current result. Jenkins didn't know where he was going to be taken when he first took off, so he could only use fire, freezing and other methods to attack the hand bones in vain.
But that inexplicable black smoke is protecting it, and the monster cannot be destroyed easily. Perhaps the original arm was just a human skeleton infested with the power of strange things, but after all kinds of mistakes, it is really hard to say what it is at this time.
The shoreline loomed ahead, and the sound of waves lapping on the bank reminded Jenkins where he was.
You can see that the beach is covered by thick fog, which is almost ten times thicker than that in the city. But a huge black shadow could be vaguely seen standing in the depths of the fog, surrounded by the shadows of the Nolan Police Department and the temporary wooden buildings left by the church that blocked the view.
In the moonlight, the mechanical structure of the shadowy giant reflected the bright light. The sense of order and the arrangement of chaos appear together in a creation.