"Pompeii really broke into the Church of the Sages? Oh, yes, of course he dared if Miss Bevanna wasn't here... Thank you for reminding me, I won't rush to the front."
Jenkins nodded, probed quietly, and saw a large number of givers starting from the church and running along the street towards the dock area.
"Is Pompey not in the church now?"
"It's gone."
Miss Magic nodded: "He left after grabbing the things. He should have gone to the location of the Ocean God Temple, and he wanted to grab things."
"So brave? Isn't he afraid of being blocked by demigods?"
"Not afraid."
Miss Magic said very affirmatively, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, a smug look.
"I'm sure, I'm the only one who knows everything about it now. Remember the one whose feet were broken by you last night?"
"Duke Antak?"
"Duke? Huh, it's him? I don't know his identity among ordinary people... In short, it seems that he was not caught by the church. After we left, Pompey returned to the scene again and rescued the Duke. Tsk tsk, do you know what kind of power that duke holds?"
"I don't know, he is just a low-level gifter."
Jenkins told the truth.
"But he has mastered the mysia! And it's the weirdest mysia!"
Miss Magic couldn't wait to explain, she could tell that she enjoyed this secret all by herself, and then shared it with her friends, which brought great pleasure to the woman. , A fan lock that can be activated directly! The most frightening thing about [Stage] is that it can connect a series of inadvertent small things to many accidents, just like the script of a drama.
That duke, using the power of the [stage], made all the demigods this morning happen to be far away from the church...Huh? Mr. Candle, what expression do you have? "
After explaining everything clearly, Miss Magic continued to lie on the roof, waiting for the Pirate King Fermisius to show his feet; Jenkins thanked the woman verbally, and set off again.
According to Miss Magic, [Stage] The power of the mythos has begun to affect the entire city, and the coincidences caused by various accidents will dramatically prevent all interceptors from encountering Skrull Pompeii at the correct time.
Using a fan lock of this scale, of course, requires a huge amount of spirits. It is far from possible to rely on the poor strength of the Duke of Antak alone. Perhaps Pompeii provided some evil method to allow Antak to maintain the myth for a long time.
Therefore, what Jenkins needs to do now is not to search for Pompeii's next target with the church in vain, but to directly find the Duke and kill him. In this way, all problems will be easily solved.
But the new problem is that neither Jenkins nor Miss Magic knows the exact location of the Duke of Antak. Although Miss Magic could see the traces of the mythal, she still couldn't tell where the initiator was with just her eyes.
"Perhaps you can seek the help of a fortune teller, or other bestowers who are proficient in mythos."
This gave Jenkins a big hint. Although he couldn't look for Miss Audrey or Miss Broniance now, Alexia was definitely willing to help.
When she came to Ruen in a hurry, the short lady was touching up her makeup in the bathroom of her residence, and she was not surprised that a man suddenly appeared in the bright room.
"Hi Jenkins."
Greeted Jenkins through the mirror and didn't blame the man for the uninvited visit.
"There have been new developments in the interrogation of Howard Stuart. You can't believe what we found! It's not that Nolan doesn't have new members of the tree house, and the Duke of Antak who visited there has one beside him. "
The movement of Alexia's hands did not stop, talking to Jenkins while looking at the mirror.
"Yes, it is because of Duke Antak that I came to you for help!"
Jenkins explained the current situation quickly, and Alexia listened while processing her beautiful eyebrows with eyebrow pencil. After Jenkins finished speaking, he put the things in his hands into the small box next to the sink:
"Come on, I'll go with you."
"No no no."
Jenkins shook his head quickly: "I know you've been very busy recently. The matter of the tower should not be finished yet, right? You don't need to go back to Nolan now. If you really need you, I will invite you in person."
"Are you worried about me?"
the woman asked back.
"No, it's just that there is no such situation that requires a demigod to take action."
Against the Duke of Antak, Jenkins can do it himself. With Skrull Pompeii, the moment the demigod appears, the slippery guy will run away. Alexia should have appeared in the final battleground, not now.
"I'm always ready, Jenkins. It's normal to ask for my help. You don't need to have any psychological burden."
With that said, the woman took the initiative to walk up to Jenkins, and tried her best to kiss him on tiptoe. When the two separated, Jenkins had an extra blue translucent cube in his hand, with dots of light shining in it.
"You can use this, it can automatically calculate the center position of the mythalk, and point you in the direction."
"Thanks."
"Among us, do we still need to thank you?"
the woman asked with a smile.
Ask Protoss to help bring that crystal block back to Nolan, and it will start working the moment it fully appears. Feeling a slight heat in the palm, after waiting for about five minutes, all the light in the crystal block condensed into a point, and then suspended in the upper right corner of the cube.
"This direction?"
Alexia's things are more intelligent than Jenkins thought.
He hurried out of the dark alley and walked into an even darker alley shrouded in thick fog.
For some reason, the street lights on the side of the road were on. This should be opened by the church. After all, the municipal staff who manage the street lights should all have passed out.
In the current situation, it is obvious that the Church of the Sages is unwilling to take the initiative to close that weird thing, or it is impossible to close it.
If it is the former, then it means that the church has a premonition that what will happen next will be more unacceptable than "the whole city falling into a strange lethargy" in the eyes of ordinary people. And what Jenkins can imagine is the possibility that the army of undead will officially attack the city.
If it is the latter, then it means that Pompey is unwilling to let the church get help from ordinary people. This means that he is about to do something that will affect the entire city, but ordinary people can also do their best to stop it. All Jenkins could think of was the army of undead attacking the city.
This is terrible, Nolan City is really facing a war now.