"Divinity!"
The word blurted out subconsciously, and then I was surprised to realize what I said.
When he checked his belongings just now, the items he needed were by his side. Jenkins had no time to think about it, and wrapped the drop of golden milk with a metal sheet.
Cut his fingers with a silver knife and wipe a bloodstain on one side of the hexahedron.
"My blood!"
The metal blocks that were about to fall apart were put together, but the divinity was desperately resisting.
Flip the hexahedron over and put the baronial medal on the second side.
"honor!"
At the junction of different metals, there is a tendency to melt, and the resistance of divinity is also weakening.
Flip the hexahedron over and let the third side burn with an unquenchable flame.
"Purification!"
Thick golden light overflows from the metal surface.
Flip the hexahedron over, and smear the spiritual powder left by the wraith haunting Mr. Nelly on it.
"mercy!"
The six faces shrank inward at the same time, gradually leveling off, and the divinity was completely silent.
Flipping the hexahedron, he didn't know what to pick up for a while, so he grabbed the chocolate that was watching a show on the side according to his inner instinct, and pressed the fifth side on its belly.
"guard!"
Amidst the cat's cry of protest, the metal block in his hand vibrated violently, as if celebrating something.
Flip the hexahedron over and read to imprint the golden holy emblem on the black surface.
"My God!"
All the visions disappeared, and a palm-sized black standard hexahedron stayed in front of Jenkins.
"Haha~hahaha."
Although the complete destruction of the Ouija board is very sad, compared with divinity, all special items are not worth mentioning. He couldn't help laughing, Chocolate also broke free from the man's hand, and rubbed against the metal block with his small nose.
"But where does divinity come from?"
He finally didn't let the surprise destroy his sanity, and he still remembered this very important question.
Outside the window, dark clouds had drifted over and covered the moon, the strong wind blew without warning, and the dead trees in the yard of the Goodman house next door kept shaking.
A low and depressing atmosphere enveloped the neighborhood. Even though the more sensitive ordinary people couldn't understand what happened, they curled up subconsciously.
"Could it be that there is a spirit body containing divinity staying nearby?"
Jenkins scratched his head.
A violent and cold aura lingers outside the window, but the abode of God is not something anyone can enter.
"Did I encounter a big problem again?"
One side is facing, the subconscious side is headed, under the dim light, half of the chain is exposed from the coat pocket hanging in the hallway, and it vibrates very fast.
"Oh, I have a bad feeling, chocolate, ready to run away."
The wind and sand hit the glass, and at the same time, black smoke seeped from Mrs. Margaret's house and attacked the neighboring house along the ground.
Jenkins summoned his ability light spot, and then activated [Unknown Way Ahead]. Straight purple light pointed straight out of the window, which was the neighbor's widow's house.
After a little thought, combined with his own experience and the information he learned, Jenkins roughly guessed what happened:
"The child conceived by Mrs. Margaret will not be the son of the evil god who escaped from New Truman City, right?"
There was a crisp sound, and the stones carried by the wind broke through the window, and the wind rushed into the house. The paintings on the walls, scattered books and decorative vases fell to the ground in a mess. The gas lamp went out without a sound, and even the fire in the fireplace flickered.
In the strong wind, Jenkins quietly sat on the sofa with his back to the window, pressing the metal block with one hand, and the shadow caused by the flames of the fireplace swayed on the opposite wall.
He already felt that some furious creature was in the opposite house. Although it was forced to come to this world early, its power is still extremely powerful.
It was a creature that "occupied" a part of the world. In Jenkins' perception, there seemed to be a huge crazy monster hidden in the darkness outside the window behind him. Just the part that is perceived is already almost driving people crazy.
This is the most primitive instinct of living beings, and Jenkins, who has not yet completely left his mortal body, is also affected by it.
On the coffee table in front of him, books were flying wantonly, and things like the shadows of curtains were constantly flying. The chocolate was poured straight on the table, and the tail stretched straight, probably affected by the thing outside the window.
But it can also perceive Jenkins, the higher the creature, the more able to perceive danger in advance.
Just as Jenkins thought that the darkness outside the window was a prostrate monster, so the creatures outside the window thought that there sat a monster of great danger.
The whistling wind showed no sign of stopping, and Jenkins squinted his eyes and felt that his body was a little numb.
Broken windows blocked the Son of God and the Son of God, the violent baby almost went mad, and his poor mother's abdomen was dissected and died tragically in the cunt. The followers hid in the corner tremblingly holding the soup brewed in the basement of the building.
No one expected that the neighbor's boring whim would cause such a big twist in the plan that had been planned for nearly a hundred years.
It was already late at night, and the swaying fire was reflected in Mr. Writer's eyes, and the hand holding the metal block trembled subconsciously.
ang~
The monsters inside and outside the wall faced each other silently for a few seconds, and the ear-shattering roar seemed to come from the farthest sky. What this sound caused was not the air but the vibration of space.
Blood oozed from Jenkins' ear, but he didn't use the drop of divinity. He can't know how long a possible battle will last, so this thing can only be used at the last moment.
Even though he is born a higher creature, the posture of the newborn baby still affects his intelligence. He couldn't judge the monster's ability in the dark, but the rage caused by the premature birth prompted him to kill that thing desperately.
That terrible cry came out of his mouth again, and he moved—
Then stopped.
Dozens of pitch-black cat paw prints appeared on the wall in front of them, squirming together in an abnormal posture.
It was a more introverted but more terrifying manifestation of power, and the knowledge he inherited didn't even have all the information about this power.
ang~
Extraordinary intelligence suppressed instinct, He flinched, and the rage was forcibly driven out.
"There will be a chance."
A hoarse voice came out of His mouth. The premature birth destroyed a certain plan, but the Son of God is the Son of God after all.
He floated back to the door of the bedroom, and the black mist enveloped everything in the room.
After a while, the cloud cleared and the wind stopped, and the red and blue moonlight shone through the small window again, and among them, only the poor widow whose belly had been cut open remained.