"Miss Fabry" did not raise the sword, but rushed straight towards Jenkins with clenched fists, and Jenkins dropped his cane to meet him.
At the moment of punching, Miss Fabrice's fist seemed to be covered with a layer of liquefied mercury. A punch hit Jenkins' arms that were blocking, and Jenkins' right arm was immediately broken.
It wasn't fake, it was a real fracture, and Princess Sophia had more strength than anyone Jenkins had ever seen.
He counterattacked with his left fist, but was caught by Miss Fabri's right hand and couldn't move. Then Fabry's left fist hit Jenkins' heart again, and Jenkins snorted. Although his footsteps did not retreat, blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.
"it's useless."
A green light appeared on Jenkins' arm, and the seeds hidden in the sleeve of the shirt germinated and grew into vines, which wound around Miss Fabrice's right arm through the clenched fist.
It was too late for the latter to retreat, just like Jenkins turned into a tentacle monster, dense vines emerged from his clothes. When Miss Fabry was desperately blocking, Jenkins, who freed his hand, punched out, hitting Miss Fabry's chest.
She flew upside down and even rolled twice before stopping after landing on the ground.
Princess Sophia hit Jenkins is of course a real fight, but Jenkins hit the opponent is a fake fight. Not to mention [Titan Power], he didn't even really get close to the opponent, and whether it was flying upside down or rolling twice, it was all performed by Princess Sophia herself.
"Look, you have no chance."
He said while connecting his broken arm bones, staring at the woman who was slowly getting up:
"Don't worry, I don't want your sword. It is also a relic of Mr. Candle and the man in black. You can keep it yourself."
"Williamt, do you think you have won?"
The solid ground suddenly undulated like the surface of a lake, and a huge black shadow appeared and swam on the ground. This was the giant dragon seen in the white mist just now.
The shadow of the giant dragon surrounded Miss Fabri, and when her feet left the ground, the shadow also flew out from the ground. The silver scale armor appeared on the shadow of the dragon, and gradually revealed the appearance of the silver dragon.
If Jenkins is not mistaken, that is the real appearance of Lord Silver Dragon. This is not some illusion, but a real extraordinary ability. Although I don't know what the specific effect will be, but if it is really a hard connection, Jenkins can guarantee that he will be safe and sound, but it is hard to say whether the people behind him will be safe and sound.
Miss Fabri raised her hands high in the air, and the holy silver brilliance enveloped her whole body. The silver dragon rose up with her elevation, and while circling upwards, its volume became smaller and smaller, and finally completely merged into the silver light of Miss Fabbri's raised hands.
Energy and spirit converged between Miss Fabry's palms, the light was so strong that people couldn't even look directly at her palms. She slowly moved that palm down, and finally pointed it at Jenkins.
In an instant, the silver light lit up the entire floating building like a giant gas lamp. The energy beam bombarded Jenkins, and even if Jenkins was vaporized as a result, people would probably not be surprised.
But he didn't panic, instead he took out a silver table knife from nowhere and threw it forward:
"Sword dance · roundabout."
Of course, this is what he said in his heart. The silver sword light split the bright silver energy beam straightly. Behind the energy beam, Miss Fabry "subconsciously" turned her head to the right, so the sword light just shaved off a bunch of her hair .
The table knife flew to the rear, and the people who reacted in time immediately lowered their heads, so the table knife was only nailed to the wall, and it hummed uncontrollably due to the huge force.
When Miss Fabbri fell from the sky, the energy and spirit scattered in the silver beam of light just now had been blocked by the barriers around the venue.
She stood on the ground and looked at Jenkins on the opposite side a little lonely. Jenkins asked again:
"Do you want to continue fighting?"
"You really are not simple. There is no information that shows that you still have such abilities."
Because there are many such abilities, Jenkins is not worried that [Sword Dance·Whirlwind]will connect him with followers of lies. On the contrary, gradually let the church know that he has concealed some "innocuous" secrets, which is more beneficial to the integrity of his overall personality.
"Do you want to continue fighting?"
Jenkins repeated again, wanting to put his hands in his pockets, but only then remembered that there was only a shirt on his upper body now, and shirts had no side pockets.
"No need..."
She sighed, and turned around to look at the sword stuck on the ground with nostalgia. turned around again—
"I admit defeat, you win."
The woman said simply, looked up at Jenkins, as if to speak, but in the end she just bit her lip and said nothing. She turned around the sword and walked out of the field, her long hair flicked, leaving impressive tracks in the air.
There was no sound at the scene, and people didn't expect it to end like this.
Jenkins also stood there looking at Miss Fabrice's back in a daze. After she really left the field below and walked up the steps to the seat above, he took a few steps forward as if waking up from a dream, thinking Pick up the sword left by the opponent.
But he stopped after walking a few steps, with an expression on his face, as if he had discovered something surprising, he slightly stretched his head forward to look at the sword.
Thousands of light clusters floating under the completely transparent ceiling made the sword body reflect light. Jenkins stretched out his right hand and made a move forward.
He looked down at the weapon in his hand, then raised his head to look up, turned around 360 degrees, and looked at all the people above.
Jenkins raised the sword aloft:
"I think I won."
His voice echoed throughout the arena, and the next sentence he said with his head raised was even louder than the previous sentence:
"I think I am the only savior of the eighteenth century."
The priesthood of lies leaps in the soul, but this is not enough to give birth to divinity. It's just that this wonderful "performance" has brought about a more profound change in the priesthood, which is a value that even the divinity can't match.
(Chocolate is running... )
This is probably the smoothest thing Jenkins has dealt with recently. When he said that, it was 9:13 in the morning. It took him less than four hours to make himself a world-recognized savior through reasonable and legal means.
The racial belief required by [The Uncrowned King] is obtained through this identity. But because the speed of message transmission was limited, he didn't get the ability at that moment, but it should be around the evening of this day.
Although the fight was an act, Jenkins was exhausted enough, so he did not continue to participate in the negotiations to discuss the minutiae. Instead, I asked for a room, took a comfortable hot bath, and changed into new clothes before restarting today's activities.
Although he really wanted to sleep in bed, but midnight was not far away, and he didn't have much time to waste.
First of all, the most important thing is the holy bone sword left to him by "Miss Fabry". This is a genuine and powerful gift, and it has long been confirmed by the church as a modified product of the strange thing [Skull Sword of the Revenant]. Although it seems to be a gift from Ms. Fabry "with good intentions", in the past two days, whether it is the "collective death" of believers in lies or today's duel, it is a bit inexplicable. For safety, the church kept it from Ms. Fabry. Did a thorough inspection of that sword with Jenkins.
Of course, the Holy Sword of Bone is fine. As the only owner of it since it was reborn, Jenkins is quite confident in this. But he still had to waste close to an hour to conduct a simple inspection of the sword with the church. This is just a preliminary inspection, if not for the lack of time, the church even wants to temporarily send the sword to Beldyran, where the inspection conditions are better.
As the elder of the church's former secret keeper, Dad is of course the main force in this inspection. He conducted various tests on the angle that the sword itself has a curse on the user, leaving behind soul fragments, etc., and finally returned it to Jenkins with regret on his face:
"Well, I think the sword is really all right."
While talking, he took off the special pair of gloves, father is not the master of the sword, he will be cursed if he touches it rashly.
"You look disappointed?"
asked Jenkins, and Mr. Gilbert explained:
"Mr. Oliver probably thinks that the failure to detect the problem this time means that Miss Fabry has a bigger conspiracy."
"Then, is it possible that believers of lies have no conspiracy at all?"
Jenkins tried to ask.
Up to now, the "historical mission" of believers in lies has been completed, and they can exit perfectly.
"Oh, don't be silly, Jenkins."
Dad shook his head and said.
"And one more thing… "
Jenkins stood there with a sword in some embarrassment:
"Miss Fabri said I was hiding a secret..."
"It's okay, young people always have their own secrets, as long as it's not a bad thing."
"Of course not, all I do is get a good night's sleep."
He immediately promised.
"That's good, so you don't have to tell us, at least until you think it over."
Dad looked at him and said. .
"Don't you care?"
Jenkins asked tentatively.
"Of course I don't care."
Dad nodded in affirmation.
"You really don't care about my secrets?"
he asked again.
"Okay, Jenkins. Look, there's a lot of people here."
In addition to the people from the Sage Church, other professionals from the Orthodox Church were responsible for checking the sword:
"Jenkins, there are so many people here, I promise you, I will never care about the secrets you hide."
"That's what you said."
Jenkins was relieved this time.
The matter of the Holy Sword of Bone is very important to the church, and the most important thing to Jenkins at present is his own will. While this isn't necessarily useful, it has to be.
In order to allow his will to be executed in the unfortunate event of the worst ending, Jenkins, like the original Mr. Augustus, also found an executor for himself.
Of course it can't be the girls at home. If they know that they are writing a will, they can guess how troublesome things will be after a little thought.
The executor of the will must first be reliable and have a strong relationship with Jenkins to convince people. In the end, he should not have too many responsibilities and have enough time to do things. Even if he knows that Jenkins is making a will, he can still Keep it a secret for him.
This eliminated a lot of people, and in the end only the only suitable candidate remained, that is, Professor Burns.
PS: This time it is really going to be the end of the book. To be honest, the author did not expect that the last volume could be written so long, but once again, it is not intentional, it really has so much content.
At this point in the plot, Jenkins has truly become the only savior, and after dealing with some foreshadowings to be used in the final battle, the final story begins.
But it's still at least a month away, that's for sure. If the Spring Festival cannot be completed, then according to the practice of this book, there will be additional changes on the first day of the new year, and the specific number is unknown.
Ask for votes at the end of the month and ask for everything.