He retrieved his body in the alley, and returned to St. George Street with chocolates. At this moment, the lights in half of the city were turned on. People were woken up by the sudden meteorite rain, and eagerly wanted to know what happened in the burning block in the east of the city.
Jenkins, who fell back to his mortal form, only remembered when he opened the door of his house that he forgot to destroy the mirror with divine power, but this way, it was also convenient for him to ask a few terrible questions.
There was a growing uproar outside, but Jenkins pretended he couldn't hear it. Seeing that the half hour agreed with Alexia was still some time away, he lit his own fireplace, got into the quilt in front of the sofa, and let the chocolate lie in front of him.
When the mirror was taken out, it seemed that there was really a desire to seduce the soul, coming from the mirror.
"anyone there?"
He asked in a low voice, but immediately felt that this way of asking was stupid, so he asked his own question directly:
"The Emblem of the Savior [True Illusion], how to obtain it."
The mirror flashed for a moment, and then a middle-aged man with a wig appeared in the mirror. The cat narrowed its eyes, tilted its head and aimed its pupils at the back of the mirror.
Usually Jenkins can only see his own handsome face in the mirror, so when the man with wrinkled face and poor taste in clothes appeared, he couldn't help but feel sick. This man's dressing style is very old and primitive, even the oldest oil paintings may not have such an image, which makes Jenkins believe that he probably hasn't changed his clothes for several epochs.
"Yo~ actually changed the owner."
The man in the mirror stood up and leaned on the back of the chair with a laugh. The background was a dark space, which made the scene a little scary and weird.
"Don't talk nonsense, answer my question."
Jenkins said viciously.
"Those blood-sucking species are really unreliable, hmph~ because they also want to get their hands on that noble qualification. Oh, my new master, please don't be so irritable, I know all the answers to your questions."
"[True Phantom] What conditions do you need?"
he asked again.
"It's very simple, you don't have to worry, I will tell you all the information."
"Then tell me!"
The tone of the mirror's voice was unnerving, and Jenkins was already imagining what would happen if he handed it over to the protoss for a while.
"[True Phantom] is actually a magical ability to control your own phantom, so you must have the help of the power of the gods. [Illusion] [Shadow] [Lie] and other related priesthood are all available. My previous master tried to rely on [ Shadow] priesthood, this priesthood is currently controlled by a terrible beast of disaster."
This is mutually confirmed with what happened tonight, but they probably didn't want to lead the beast of disaster to the material world, they just needed some power, otherwise it would not be the "Emblem of the Savior" but the "Emblem of the Destroyer". The vampires and Liverpool just didn't expect that the power of calamity was definitely beyond the reach of weak mortals like them.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that all this tonight is caused by this mirror guiding Liverpool, and it is the culprit.
"What kind of role did George Liverpool play in this matter?"
He had to take his attention away from the Savior's emblem for a moment, because he thought it was more important.
"If you mean the last person who held me, then he is one of the few human beings who is suitable to be the priest of [Scarlet Mayfly]. The group of blood-sucking species sneaked out of the master's world. Through me, I learned According to the relevant information of [True Phantom], I hooked up with another group of people and obtained the method of contacting the beast of disaster through trading. But I didn’t expect to fall short in the end, and let you take advantage of it. I have to say, your luck is really Very good, because I have now gone through them and learned all about that qualification. Now, ask me again, and I must ask for all the information before I will tell you!"
The person in the mirror touched his black goatee and said. The dark background behind him gradually became clear. It seemed to be a study room, but the workmanship of the bookshelves in the study room and the skull of a horned goat hanging on the wall all showed a primitive and evil feeling.
It didn't seem to know what happened outside just now, otherwise it would never have talked to Jenkins in this tone.
"Can't you know the outside world when it's not in use?"
Jenkins guessed, and he couldn't believe that it would answer all the questions so cooperatively.
"Liverpool just now was probably killed by it in this way. Of course, it should also have something to do with the bloodline of the Stress family being cursed."
He suddenly became vigilant, thinking that he should no longer be greedy for those knowledge, and that it was right to send the mirror directly to the protoss.
Chocolate nodded in agreement, but it was a pity that it was hidden in the shadow of the fire, so no one noticed this movement.
The outside gradually became noisy. Even if the fight between the gods and the monsters under the blood moon was distorted by lies into a "meteorite attack", it was quite shocking for mortals.
Jenkins even heard the voices of the Goodman family next door. They probably ran out of the house in their pajamas, thinking it was another earthquake.
But the noise outside had nothing to do with Jenkins. He didn't care how the citizens reacted in the dark.
"But I am a real god, what can this mirror do to me?"
He couldn't help thinking about it.
"Yes, the emblem of the Savior of the World is equally important to me. Now it is almost at your fingertips, and the price you bear is just to ask a question."
He was shaken, and the expression on his face was cloudy and uncertain. And the person in the mirror played with his beard proudly, rotating his fingers around the end of the beard.
"You can rest assured that I will truthfully answer every question you have."
Chocolate lying on the side can no longer listen to it anymore, it doesn't want to waste time in this kind of place, after all, it's time to sleep. Determined to help Jenkins, this stupid guy seems to be on the verge of being tricked.
Before the cat could do anything, Jenkins suddenly flipped the mirror upside down on the table.
The creature in this mirror is unable to tell lies due to the defect of its own soul, so Jenkins cannot discern his intentions with the power of the priesthood of "lie".
Partial truths are sometimes worse than lies. Jenkins knows this better than anyone, and he is a master at it. Thinking about it carefully, Jenkins seriously suspected that the misfortune of those vampires had something to do with this mirror.
And even though he was raped for a moment just now, just like the protoss Rakul once said, the soul of a god, even an incomplete soul of a god, is enough to be immune to the temptation of the mirror.
Chocolate crouched down again and stretched out her paws. It was really a boring night.