"For [player]! I sacrificed to the evil god and killed my lover with my own hands!
For [Storyteller]! I do not hesitate to offend the Church of the Sages, and make a deal with the defected scribe!
For the [Line Manipulator]! It took me three years to explore the ancient barren forest and kill all my friends before I got a clue on the rock wall of the ruins!
For [Performer]! I'm making a human transaction with a dangerous illegal gifter!
For [Building the Stage]! I was cheated out of one hundred thousand gold pounds by that nasty woman! "
"That hateful woman" should be Miss Magic, she can indeed do this kind of thing, and she really needs money for that strange land.
"Now I'm about to succeed, but the believers of the God of Lies appear. You obviously already have more than one qualification, why are you so greedy! Greedy people will suffer retribution!"
At the end of the Duke's speech, he already felt a little hysterical. When talking, the way the mouth is constantly bubbling is very funny.
These remarks sound like the protagonist of a stage play, but it is a pity that Jenkins believes that he is the party of justice.
"The greedy will be punished!"
Jenkins also repeated this sentence, and the twin demons that had been maintaining behind him were ready to go.
A violent explosion suddenly exploded on the top side of the clock tower, but it was not caused by Jenkins. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, but was still sent flying to the opposite wall by the powerful impact.
When he barely got up, he saw a big hole appeared on the top floor of the clock tower, and the howling wind and choking fog broke in through the hole. And outside of that tower, the one stepping on a boat made up of skeletons and unknown jelly-like flesh was impressively Scruw Pompeii.
The skeleton ship was terrifying. Black clouds and mist surrounded the ship, forming a sharp contrast with the nearby gray mist. Human skulls are decorated on both sides of the hull, and a faint blue flame is burning in the skull to act as a light source, and the faintly visible wailing human face is moving in the flame.
Some whispers sounded at this moment, as if someone was whispering in the ear. In the originally dim tower, the light seemed to be swallowed by the ship, and the terrifying blue fire of the dead became the most conspicuous color at the moment.
"Since I can control Nolan's stage, I can naturally arrange the right people to appear in the right place at the right time."
The Duke in the coffin said triumphantly, without any scruples about this sentence, he had already tacitly placed the people on the skeleton ship as his pawns.
But Skrull Pompeii was expressionless, like a corpse. Jenkins felt something of Mr. Corpse in him now.
But Pompeii is far less powerful and weird than Mr. Corpse. Among all the opponents Jenkins has faced, Pompeii with the skeleton sword is not even in the top five.
Wow~
While Jenkins and Pompeii looked at each other silently, the Duke of Antak pushed the coffin away, picked up his clothes from the side and put them on, and then walked down the stairs that barely kept the shape.
Out of the corner of the eye, he could see his complacent look. He was right. At least this time, the stage really went on as he thought.
"Is this the new ability of that sword? I'm curious, how many numbered items did you grab today?"
Jenkins sarcastically.
"Believers of the God of Lies, let me say this for the last time. I have no intention of being hostile to you. After this incident, I will leave Nolan. You and I have no conflict of interest. If you want to kill that fool just now, I have absolutely no problem."
"Pompeii, I hope you can understand a little bit. Even if you hold that sword now, I am still the strong one, and you are not qualified to negotiate with me!"
The twin demons that had been charging for a long time finally rushed out from behind Jenkins, but only blasted a big hole in the wall of the skeleton that appeared out of thin air.
After the splashed human remains fell into the tower, they did not stop their activities. On the contrary, they spliced together into new skeletons with a tooth-piercing sound, and continued to crawl towards Jenkins.
There was a bang, as if a flame that could ignite everything burst out of Jenkins' body. But he didn't allow his body to fully merge with the flames, he just let the inextinguishable fire surround his body, burning the nearby skeletons.
Step by step, he walked forward to the gap on the side of the clock tower, and continued to look at Skrull Pompeii on the skeleton ship through the wind and thick fog.
"Of course my own abilities are no match for you, but I'm also sure that you are no match for this sword either."
The monster quietly floated on the side of Pompeii's body. Compared with the previous few times they met, it looked much more restrained. But at the same time, the power contained in it and the weird feeling became stronger.
Pompey's voice suppressed the ubiquitous whispers just right, and the whispers seemed to cater to his words, presenting a low and terrifying tone.
"If you don't try it, how can you be sure that I am not your opponent? Although A-12-1-0044 is indeed powerful and can be called the most powerful weapon in this era, it does not mean that it has no opponents."
"Believers of the God of Lies, you are right, but I can tell you very clearly. My sword has already told me the fact that there is nothing in the material world of this era that can defeat it head-on..."
This side proves that the skull sword also has the ability of divination and anti-divination, and it does have a certain degree of wisdom.
"Unless a miracle happens, the possibility of you being able to defeat me is very low. Think about it, I don't actually have any conflict of interest with you."
Pompeii's confidence is obviously not as strong as he imagined, otherwise he wouldn't be talking nonsense with Jenkins here for so long. And there is a reason why Jenkins talked to him tirelessly. He was looking for a beacon that could trigger fate.
"A miracle happened..."
Mr. Writer muttered to himself, he realized the word "miracle", and the Duke who had just escaped said it once.
"Speaking of which, I want to beat you, unless I have the luck of a leading actor in a drama."
This is a very critical question, although it does not have any effect in a practical sense, but this is an idealistic world, and sometimes it may only be a sentence that determines victory or defeat.
It's a pity that Skrull Pompeii didn't understand this point, he only saw the black demon shadow emerging from behind Jenkins again, and didn't realize the strangeness of this problem.
"Yes, that's it. The possibility of you being able to defeat me is almost zero, unless you are as lucky as the actor in a drama... Are you going to ask Antak for help? I think that fool should not do such a thing decision."