"Yes, you are quite right."
The elf's slender fingers tapped regularly on the back of the chair, as if expressing his uneasiness. His beautiful eyes looked at Jenkins, expecting him to put forward positive opinions.
"So… "
Jenkins looked at the expressions of Mr. Black Cat and the elf, and swallowed: "As far as I know, such creatures are extremely difficult to kill, so there should be some sealed in this world, right?"
"Yes, that's right."
There was a smile on the elf's face, "Except for the great gods, or the power of ancient races like the protoss, there are indeed very few ways to kill those monsters."
"Excuse me, does Mr. Salamanda know where they are sealed?"
"Know."
Jenkins breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with some expectation: "Can you take me to take a look, I think our survival depends on these monsters."
"No problem at all."
Mr. Black Cat shivered visibly, and leaned back a bit. He would never provoke that kind of thing.
"Then let's go as soon as possible."
"No, no, no need to go."
The elf waved his hands with a smile, stood up while holding the handle of the seat, then bent down to pick up a wooden box with a golden lock from the table above the fireplace, and sat down again. The top of the box is partially made of glass, so the contents of the box can be seen from above.
"This is one of them."
Mr. Black Cat has already jumped up, pulled the chair and retreated to the other side of the room. Seeing the other two people looking over, he awkwardly rubbed the hat on his chest pocket with his right hand:
"I'm still listening, just keep talking."
Jenkins and the elf nodded, not caring about it.
"Don't be surprised why it is here. According to my understanding, the formation of this strange thing is after the large-scale disappearance of alien creatures in the material world. Therefore, most of the people who strayed here are humans. Now, I probably It is the oldest stray intruder in this world, and it is the safest way for one of them to be guarded by me."
After speaking, he reached out and handed the box to Jenkins.
The angle of Chocolate's head followed the rotation of the elf's hand, and a different kind of light shone in his eyes.
Jenkins hesitated and took the box. The box itself had an aura of gold, green, and black, the brightest Jenkins had ever seen, save for the sun, moon, and stars.
Chocolate was originally squatting on the back of the chair, but now it has stood up. It fell into Jenkins' arms, and then climbed onto his lap with its strength, trying to fiddle with the things he was holding with its claws.
"good!"
Pressing the cat's head back hard, sat up straight, and squinted to look at the glass plate of the box lid. But probably because of the power of the box itself, even after seeing the two-headed giant snake wriggling inside, he only felt a very slight dizziness, which was almost impossible before.
"This snake is also recorded in the Orthodox Church in the material world. After all, it has not been active for a long time. This is the double-headed snake-Helfis, the beast of disaster-[Ouroboros] Selfdy Son of Silvo."
"Is that so... What is a Calamity Beast?"
"Huh? Did I say anything?"
The elf asked back with a smile, and Jenkins immediately understood that this is something that cannot be said.
The snake in the box is obviously still alive, but its mental state is very bad, and occasionally the snake can be seen shaking. He hesitated for a moment, and tapped on the glass plate with his fingers. The left side of the double-headed snake's head lifted up, then looked to the top of the head, and finally lowered down again.
"Do we need to avoid it for a while, I think you should have some secrets that cannot be seen."
the elf asked understandingly.
"No, that's fine."
Jenkins replied in a low voice, still focusing on the snake.
He concentrated his energy on the two-headed snake, and then activated the ability of [Profane Production]. The vines in the void stretched out so nimbly, as if the glass plate didn't exist, split into two strands and directly plunged into the box, entwining the two black snake heads.
At this moment, the elf suddenly stood up from the chair as if he had been greatly frightened, and then began to twitch as if suppressing some instinctive reaction, shaking his head at Jenkins while twitching:
"It's an old problem of mine, it's fine. Just keep going."
As he spoke, he retreated to the corner, leaving only Jenkins sitting in front of the fireplace.
An indescribable sound erupted after the vine wrapped the double-headed snake. First, I felt the box in my hand vibrate at a very high frequency, and then the ear-piercing sound almost pierced the eardrum.
Jenkins felt as if he was caught in a wave, and his whole body was spinning erratically. But in fact, he was still sitting on the chair.
It was dark in front of my eyes, and a huge python jumped out of the darkness. His whole body trembled, desperately telling himself that all this was an illusion.
An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly appeared in my heart. In the distant sky, something seemed to be projecting my sight down.
"Meow~"
Chocolate let out a menacing cry, and while Jenkins was in hallucinations, he finally found the opportunity to push the box out of Jenkins' hands to the ground with his paw.
The red lacquered wooden box fell silently on the soft carpet, rolled over a few times, and the side where the glass plate was was buckled downwards.
The strange voices and hallucinations in front of him disappeared, and the feeling of waking up from a dream gave Jenkins a headache. Panting heavily, he caught Chocolate, who was eager to jump on the carpet, and hugged his fast beating heart in his arms.
"What was that just now, this box is invalid?"
Looking up at Mr. Salamanda and Mr. Black Cat, both of them were leaning on the wall, looking like they were about to vomit. Of course, compared to Mr. Black Cat, who has no grace at all, the blonde elf still feels so attractive even though he makes such indecent movements.
He finally recovered almost, and squatted down against the edge of the chair, first let go of the chocolate, and then picked up the green round coins scattered on the wool carpet.
"1, 2... 6 pieces! So many! I knew that this kind of creature can produce more crime coins than humans!"
Chocolat wagged his tail and watched Jenkins pick up the object. While no one was paying attention to it, he lowered his head and bit the seventh piece on the back of the chair leg. This one just happened to roll here and was blocked, so Jenkins didn't see it.
Boom~
Amidst the slight crackling sound, the cat puffed its cat face as if it was chewing, and then swallowed in its throat.