After speaking, he stretched out his trembling fingers to his chest.
"I have a ring in my pocket, put it on, and go straight to their church."
When Jenkins knew it was not time to talk nonsense, he gritted his teeth and stood up: "Dad, don't die, I haven't gotten my salary this week yet!"
But the old man who closed his eyes never answered him again.
Fighting back the tears in his eyes, Jenkins pushed open the store door and burst into the rain. He quickly activated the ability of [Flexible Legs and Feet] and ran wildly in the rain.
All the raindrops that touched his right hand turned into small ice chips and fell to the ground. Not only did the rain take away Jenkins' body temperature, but also the extremely cold breath seemed to be about to move in his unconscious right hand.
He gritted his teeth and rushed to break away from the rain. The deserted street seemed to be extraordinarily empty and elongated at this moment.
He accidentally fell to the ground, supported the wall and stood up again, rubbing his uncontrollable right hand against the wall, leaving a frosty handprint.
"Quick!"
He shouted loudly in his heart, stumbled and continued to run forward. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the scattered pedestrians looked at the lunatic running in the rain strangely, but they ran behind their heads in a blink of an eye.
Jenkins felt his heart beating faster and faster, but fortunately, the church of [Ocean and Exploration] that believed in [Storm Master] was in the dock area.
Ignoring the astonishment of the early worshipers, he rushed through the church gate.
"I'm in a hurry!"
Shouting to the first clergyman he met, the young man was taken aback, seeing Jenkins raised a ring in his left hand, and quickly led him to the back.
It was an acquaintance who was alarmed by the shouting. Jenkins had seen him when he was treating people at Nolan Fifth Public Hospital. At that time, Captain Bincy called him Grande, the priest of the deep sea.
"[Ice Messenger] from [Light Chaser Club] is going to grab the statue!"
Jenkins spoke rapidly.
Grande frowned suspiciously, then suddenly widened his eyes.
"You mean last week's…"
"Yes!"
He didn't care about being interrupted by Jenkins, but took Jenkins' right hand and was about to run into the courtyard.
"oh!"
He shook off Jenkins' hand, surprised to see his right hand covered in frost. But fortunately, the flame of the candle partially suppressed the power of the frost, and Grande was only affected by the extremely low temperature.
"It seems to be the ability of [Ice Messenger]."
Going to the other three churches for help naturally no longer required Jenkins to go in person.
After Grande let Jenkins temporarily rest somewhere in the church, he ran into the rain with a hurried team of black-clothed clergy. They are going to inform the combat troops scattered throughout the city, and the power of the church of [Ocean and Exploration] is also very empty now.
"Sir, rest here for now!"
The little nun in a black robe suggested in a low voice that Jenkins knew that he was not in good health, so he sat on the sofa and looked out the window at the heavy rain.
"I hope daddy is okay, and I hope that cultist doesn't make it."
He looked at the pale, exaggerated right palm, the color of the skin on it contrasted sharply with the color of the arm.
"I want a basin of hot water!"
He called out to the bewildered nun, and the young girl nodded and ran out of the house quickly. Soon she returned with an old man in a white linen robe with blue lightning bolts and a trident embroidered on his chest.
Jenkins immediately put his right hand into the hot water basin in the old man's hand, and the hot water began to freeze at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Damn it!"
Jenkins yelled angrily, and the nun stood aside, not knowing how to comfort him.
"Young people, when the wind and waves are more violent, the more you must grasp the rudder of your heart."
The old man with the basin handed the towel and the basin to the nun, and told Jenkins to sit down first.
"It will get better. Although we can't go to the battlefield, we can't mess up."
"You are quite right."
Jenkins gritted his teeth and nodded, being stimulated by the hot water, the icy breath in his palm began to agitate again. He huddled in the chair, feeling his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
I wanted to say something, but in the end I only saw the two exclaiming people rushing towards me.
After waking up again, he soaked naked in the warm pool, with a huge whale pattern cruising on the wall covered in mist. This whale pattern is a common decorative pattern in the [Ocean and Exploration] church, so he is still in the church, but it was transferred here by someone.
"what time is it now!"
He shouted in a daze, but felt his head hurt. Although the hot water was not frozen again, his right hand still had no feeling.
No one answered him.
Jenkins climbed out of the tub and found his clothes in a cabinet by the wall.
It was already dark outside, and when I ran to the courtyard, the church was empty.
"How long have I been asleep?"
The rain is still falling, but the patter no longer affects the sight. The red and blue moons were shrouded in dark clouds in the night sky, and the gloomy wind made the air even more piercing.
"Damn it!"
Jenkins pushed open the door of the church and ran to the street. He looked blankly at the dead city in the rain, slapped his head, turned and ran in the direction of Papa's antique shop.
"Oh, Goddess, can I be more unlucky!"
After running a few steps, he had to pray aloud—a black octopus at least ten meters high blended into the night, less than ten meters away in front of Jenkins.
At this moment, he was standing at a five-forked road, which was a main pipeline, so the ground under his feet was made of uneven stone blocks. On the broad street, there will always be carriages passing by during the daytime, and busy pedestrians of all kinds come from everywhere and pass by in a hurry. Outside the two-story building next to the street, the balcony is decorated with white marble columns. On a fine day, you can even see gentlemen smoking and chatting there. But at the moment, none of this is more attractive than that octopus.
The dense tentacles squirmed slowly on the ground, Jenkins smiled bitterly, turned his head and ran towards the direction he came from.
The octopus didn't come after him. Jenkins ran two blocks before looking back. The giant octopus was still in place.
He stopped while leaning on the stone wall of the store, and the rain soaked his clothes, which were still neat.
"Where should I go now?"
He asked himself in his heart.
A church where a fight might have taken place? Unmanned Ocean Church? Papa Antiques? The Williams? Or just flee the city
Jenkins smiled wryly and looked at the sky without stars and moon. The extremely cold breath in his right hand began to stir again. Maybe he would die in the next moment.
"It's really an unknown road ahead."
He pinched his arm and said, the pain was a wake up of his aching head.
PS: Judging from the current results, the results of this book are better than the previous one. I really like the world I have depicted. No matter what happens in the future, I must write at least 1 million words.
Another: In the comment area, some complained that this book is similar in style to "Lord of the Mysteries", and said that I was following the trend. In fact, the last world in the last book is a world of this style, and it was only then that I got the idea of writing this book. I don't deny that the style is similar, but please don't say I follow suit.