Lord of The Mysterious Realms

Chapter 1870: Sage's reward

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It is impossible to fool around with divine matters, and the scene of Jenkins sacrificing divinity was seen by the observation team of the Twelve Churches. As these people returned to the temporary camp with Jenkins and reported the scene just now, the Church of the Sages soon received reprimands and inquiries from the heretics.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Jenkins. After leaving the fog, he didn't even stop at the campsite, and before he had time to return the Impermanence Card, he was dragged into the carriage by his father and ran all the way to the church in the city.

There were only two people and a cat in the car. After confirming that no one was catching up after leaving the camp, the old man looked at Jenkins carefully:

"This time, you really exceeded my expectations, and you actually succeeded."

"Did you never think that I would be successful when you asked me to do this? Also, I don't seem to have said that I was successful."

While speaking, he pulled the sleeve of his right hand to cover the silver "bracelet" to prevent his father from seeing it. Chocolat squatted aside and stared at Jenkins, not knowing what he was thinking.

"A few minutes ago, when Bevanna led people into the fog to look for you, we received an urgent message from the church using special means. The holy emblem hanging in the main hall of the church suddenly glowed, and then everyone in the church , I felt the power of God descending on the church, this is the blessing of the sages. If it wasn't for your success, I can't think of any other reason."

Dad said, and then asked curiously:

"How did you do it? What did you see when you went into the basement?"

"It's just good luck. I'm a sapling of the World Tree now, and I have a very sensitive perception ability to those strange forces. And, as you know, Dad, I was very sensitive to spirits before, so this time I'm lucky. After entering the basement, I found the target immediately, and even destroyed the monster because of it. It's a pity that those spirits failed to make me upgrade... "

"What are you thinking? You have been promoted to level 7 for less than a week, do you think it is easy to become a demigod?"

The old man said, wagging his fingers, but after a moment of hesitation, he said:

"Of course, it may be easy for you. After all, it didn't even take you a year to go from an ordinary person to a level 7 gifter. If I remember correctly, there are still about ten days before we Date of first meeting."

"Yes. Dad, do you want to give me a present?"

"Why did I give it to you? Shouldn't it be you who gave it to me?"

Dad laughed, then sighed:

"Jenkins, you may be the human bestower who has been promoted to level 7 the fastest since records have been recorded. But special talents and strange fates are often accompanied by special missions."

"I understand that all the gifts of fate are paid. Dad, you don't have to worry about me, I will be fine."

He clutched his right wrist and said this with great confidence:

"It's about your key..."

"Don't mention it, you have already carried enough. Before I die, let me carry the key."

Dad shook his head, but still had a smile on his face:

"Jenkins, you are my best apprentice. I am really happy to meet a student like you at this age."

"This kind of thing... It's best not to say it. I'm not superstitious."

Jenkins shook his head:

"But Miss Stillwell won't be happy to hear that."

"She should be able to understand me, just as I can understand that she has not contacted me for so many years because of her mission."

Jenkins believes that there should be a certain degree of dissatisfaction in this sentence.

"Miss Stillwell must be very busy recently. I haven't seen her since the elf evolution last time."

"I heard that he is busy with lying believers."

Pop didn't care to say such secret things:

"To me, trying to fool the liars is like lighting a candle in a gas room. People always overestimate their own abilities, oh, I bet we will eventually find out that we are actually believers in lies In a bigger trap."

People who live longer, as expected, see things more thoroughly.

"Since you think so, why don't you stop Miss Stillwell and the church from doing this?"

"Believers of lies are not bad people."

Hearing this sentence, Jenkins realized that he rarely heard evaluations of believers in lies from his father.

"They are just another group of poor people in the net of fate. As believers of the new god, they must shoulder more missions. If you are just forced to get involved in this stage play at the end of the era, then they are this In the repertoire, the actors who have already been booked."

The old man pushed open the window, stretched out his arm in a very uncivilized manner, and pointed to the purple stars in the sky:

"Since the appearance of that star, the believers of the New God must have something to do with the disaster at the end of the era. Compared with other people, they are the real poor people. Everything now is nothing but disaster and salvation. One ring. Why should I stop Stewell? There is no need, what should happen will always happen, and the believers of lies are probably doing good things, right?"

Dad's emotion was basically close to the truth. Before Jenkins wanted to express his opinion, he asked again:

"Speaking of which, what are you doing covering your forehead? Are you injured?"

"No, no injuries."

He couldn't say that while sacrificing his divinity, besides the sage's eyes appearing from above, he was kissed again by an invisible figure. This time the kiss was not a simple kiss, not even the kiss of blessing when he became the Son.

Now a steady stream of power surged from the forehead to the whole body, while driving the already powerful body to undergo further changes, while making the spirit in the body attach a layer of faint gold.

Jenkins knew that this must be one of the sage's rewards for his divinity this time, but he was worried that it would be considered heresy to say that he was kissed by the gods, so he did not reveal it:

"I was scratched by chocolate just now, it was so excited when it saw me."

When he said this, Pop had no doubts, but Chocolate was very dissatisfied, and it wasn't until Jenkins promised to go to church to prepare supper for him that the restless cat calmed down.

(Chocolate is running... )

One of the reasons was to prevent Jenkins from being questioned by people from other churches, and the other reason was that the sage blessed the church and gave him a special gift. This gift is Jenkins' reward for sacrificing divinity, so Jenkins must be able to open it.

To sacrifice the divinity of an alien god to a god is an epic feat worthy of eternal singing by the Church. The church will reward believers who do this, giving material rewards and non-material honors, but this requires a certain procedure, and at least one month's process must be waited for.

And the reward from the gods will not be delayed for a long time. The last time it was because some preparatory conditions were required for the holy son to be canonized, but this time the reward given to the holy son can be given directly by the gods, so the sage directly "delivered" the reward to Nolan church.

It is a very sacred scene for the Holy Son to accept the reward from the sage, which requires witnesses, so the church is in the evergreen forest and people have already set off for the urban area. When Jenkins and Dad arrived at the church, no one else had arrived, so after meeting up with the Keeper and Mr. Gilbert, they took a break in Miss Bevanna's office.

Since Miss Bevanna was still being questioned by other churches in the temporary camp outside the fog, Dad had to help prepare for a formal occasion. Jenkins was left alone in the room, and when the father closed the door, Chocolate suddenly pounced on Jenkins' wrist, and Jenkins pinched his face with one hand:

"Meow~"

Because of the deformation of the soft face, even the voice became a little strange.

"I was curious just now, what are you going to do?"

Jenkins put his cat down, and stretched out his right hand to reveal the silver "bracelet" on his wrist. Chocolate squatted on Miss Bevanna's desk, and immediately looked up at the bracelet.

Jenkins moved his hand to the left, and Chocolate's little head moved to the left; Jenkins moved his hand to the right, and Chocolate's little head also moved to the right. From this, he confirmed that the cat's target was the bracelet.

"This is not food."

He rubbed the cat's little head with his left hand, Chocolate squinted his eyes and yelped. Although he no longer showed eagerness to try the ring, he seemed a little dissatisfied.

In the church, Jenkins could clearly feel the traces of the power of the sage. It is not relying on the eyes, but the sensitivity to the sage's magic, which means that twenty minutes ago, the power of the sage's blessing must be extremely powerful.

As for the gift, it slowly appeared on the pulpit in the main hall of the church along with the white beam of light. It was a square box with a silver luster even in a dark environment. The front of the box has the sacred emblem of the sage, and the surrounding area is dotted with gemstones of various colors.

Of course, the box is not a gift. In the past records, when the sages gave gifts to believers, they also used the same regulated box. The box itself is a one-time storage tool. Although it looks small, it can store physical and non-physical items of any size. But once the items stored inside are taken out, the box loses this function.

But at least when performing divine rituals, the metal and precious stones of the box are the best ritual materials. Of course, no one would have the luxury of dismantling a box bestowed by the gods to perform a ceremony.

According to Jenkins' understanding, most of these boxes are stored in the Holy See. In addition to being used to house those monsters that will be suppressed by divine power, some of them are also used as urns.

If Jenkins died unfortunately and left a body, maybe the box in front of him at this moment may be his forever home in the future.

While the topic is depressing to think about, Jenkins somehow wants to laugh at the possibility.