"This man..."
The Duke pointed at the middle-aged man who was struggling on the garbage dump, and he still had an unconscious expression on his face.
"This man ran into you this morning, and then he lost his job. He saw you comforting him with a bouquet of flowers when he was desperate, and then jumped off the bridge. He picked up a strange thing under the bridge. , When I met you again at the carriage, I heard about your identity from the troublesome coachman. When I got home and was disgusted by my wife, when I left home with the things I picked up, I saw you again from the big nobleman. The man's mind was overwhelmed by jealousy and grief, and the fragments of the evil god's altar he saw sneaked in and controlled his mind.
In about three minutes, this man will be able to complete the 'final ocean evolution'. You're dead, Williamette. To directly kill you, the Church of the Sages will do everything possible to find the murderer, but if you die at the hands of the 'evil god followers', then no one will question you... "
He said a lot of inexplicable words in one breath, but he didn't see surprise or anxiety on Jenkins' face, there was only doubt.
"'The Ultimate Ocean Evolution' sounds like the evil god [Sea Abyss]. So it is so...you can control fate?"
"No, it's just a stage I designed... What do you mean?"
The Duke finally realized that the writer in front of him was too calm. He beckoned the bodyguards to protect himself, and stepped back step by step.
"I mean, you shouldn't show up when I'm in trouble. I'm very angry right now."
Jenkins raised his head with a relaxed look on his face, but Chocolat, who knew Jenkins' character well, knew that frowning and seriousness was the real norm.
"I don't care what ridiculous reason you came to me, but I hope you can understand that you chose a wrong time."
"shot!"
The bestower's intuition made the Duke feel that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to wait for the middle-aged man over there to completely mutate, so he directly ordered to fire.
If it was a sudden attack, Jenkins would certainly not be able to dodge bullets, but he had been prepared, and before the first gunshot started, he quickly climbed the water pipe to the roof of the nearby building.
The alley was battered by dozens of bullets, and the flowers Jenkins inserted in the cracks of the pipe were hit, and the petals with bullet holes fell to the ground one by one.
"Are you also the giver?"
"correct answer!"
As he swooped down from above, Jenkins said. To deal with a group of ordinary people and a low-level benefactor, he didn't need to reveal his secrets. When he fell from the sky, he swung his frosty fist directly at the Duke.
Everything happened too fast, and before the bodyguards had time to fire the second round, the Duke had half of his teeth knocked out by Jenkins, and half of his face was covered with frost.
"Don't come here!"
He struggled to grab his bodyguard and push it towards Jenkins, without the same air as before. Seeing that Jenkins defeated his guards with only physical skills, he tremblingly took out a bone pendant from his arms and threw it on the ground, then ran away without looking back.
The expensive clothes were stained with dirt, the neat hair was messed up, the bridge of the nose was broken, and the face was covered with filth and blood. What happened today could probably teach him a lesson he will never forget.
"It's a pity that he was allowed to escape."
It's not that Jenkins didn't want to chase after it, but that the bone pendant that was thrown down and broken, mixed with the dirty dirt and dust and the approaching middle-aged bodyguard in the passive whispers and murmurs, transformed into a Humanoid skeletons at least 10 feet (approximately 3.0 meters) tall.
Evil spirits wrap around the skeleton, and profane runic phrases are carved on the front of the breastbone. With the appearance of the undead, the energy of darkness and death gradually eroded the earth. An indescribable feeling of loneliness and loneliness filled the hearts of ordinary people present.
"But at least there is sufficient evidence to prove that the Duke of Antak is indeed related to Skrull Pompeii, and he is dead... Speaking of which, why did I report it only after finding evidence? Providing information directly to the church is also There will be no one who doesn't believe me."
He shook his head while thinking, stretched his right hand forward, and a blade-shaped weapon made of flame elements appeared in his hand. The ice-cold and transparent stream of water entwines the flames and climbs upwards. The two completely contradictory elements appear in Jenkins' hands in an unusually harmonious manner.
The flames wrapped in the water looked strange, and Jenkins felt the restrained sharpness.
But on this kind of street where horse-drawn carriages can pass, no matter how bad the weather is, there will be no shortage of pedestrians. Jenkins had heard the screams coming from nearby, and he knew very well that the church's staff would return soon.
"I made something like this on the first day I returned to Nolan, and my father will be angry."
While thinking, he ran forward and waved the energy blade in his hand. Water meets fire and bone collides, and no one backs down from it.
The undead's arm held the sword, and Jenkins was unwilling to back down. The two just fought with strength alone, and as time went by, charred marks gradually appeared on the bones that were originally withered and yellow.
"Although I don't have the strength to pierce bone armor like the professor did, the method now works just as well."
For Skrull Pompeii's bone armor, Jenkins plans to use such an energy sword as a means; for the soul storm on the outer layer of the skeleton sword, he will use fantasy flowers as a means. Jenkins feels that he is finding the law of victory step by step. He firmly believes that he, who represents justice, will be able to defeat the evil undead controller.
"Yes, I am the party of justice!"
In order to make himself believe that he is righteous, the righteous Mr. Writer emphasized it again in his heart, and then he really felt a little better.
"Go to hell, you bloody undead~"
He yelled loudly, pressing his wrist down even harder. The terrifying undead also fought with almost the same power, and at the same time, the red light in the eyes suddenly flickered.
"The Imperius Curse?"
This is the innate ability of the high-level undead, which can pass through the eyes. Harm or even destroy the soul of the creature.
It's just that the person who is staring at the undead is not a human being. After the frightening light disappeared, Jenkins felt that the force against him suddenly weakened.
With a smile on his face, he pressed the fire and water down even harder, but he didn't take advantage of the victory to destroy his opponent.
From the densely lined cuffs, along the white and powerful arms, brown-yellow vines slowly climbed out, clinging to the energy blade in Jenkins' hand, providing him with a real materialized form.
Jenkins had already hidden a seed in his cuff, and was waiting for the opportunity to use the newly created moves inspired by the plant-sealed undead.
PS: The biggest tool man in this volume: Duke Antak.