[Water of the Styx River] has no smell, but it is extremely cold after the entrance. Jenkins took a few breaths, then coughed violently. The pain spread from the nerves in the stomach to all parts of the body, and the muscles of the body began to explode uncontrollably.
"Meow~"
Amidst the cat's worried cry, Jenkins, who fell to the ground and twitched, saw a wide black river flowing in front of his eyes. On that wave of uneven water, densely struggling arms stretched out to the sky in vain.
The phantom disappeared in just a few seconds, and the pain and discomfort also slowly dissipated. When standing up on the floor, Jenkins couldn't help breathing heavily, cold sweat streaming down his cheeks.
"Is this a side effect of the medicine itself, or is it a side effect caused by the expiry date?"
The next time he sees Miss Magic, he must ask about it. Just now he really felt that [Undead] was about to take effect, that was really terrifying.
I also wrote down the last [Performer], and after using the notebook for the third time, this B-class transcendence transformed into a real ordinary white paper. Fate did not joke with Jenkins at such a critical moment, [Performer] also successfully appeared in front of Jenkins, he really hit the 30.34% probability when all five abilities are possessed, the five-color light Dots emit a little glow and keep approaching. As Hathaway once said, although the [Stage] mytho does not require any advance arrangement, after it appears, the five abilities that constitute itself will be completely ineffective.
Jenkins didn't even have time to appreciate the usefulness of those new abilities, and the five light spots moved closer together, with the golden [Storyteller] acting as the center, [Performer] and [Player] on the left and right sides, and [Construct Stage] on the bottom [Operator] Lineman] formed the shape of a cross on the top. The five-color light spots suddenly turned into a dull gray, but Jenkins could feel that he could control the mythos by triggering five abilities at once.
"Aren't you alright?"
He looked back at the humming machine again, and Chocolate meowed in agreement.
Because there are such convenient items and abilities as spiritual magnets and [True Phantom], there is no need for Jenkins to wait here all the time. He thought about it, used spells and simple rituals to deal with the vision in the room, and then left the church with the cat.
When flying in the sky on a unicorn, the cat was twitching dishonestly in its chest, and was patted before it calmed down.
"Mystery..."
As the spirit triggers the five light spots that gather together, the five colored lights of gold, yellow, blue, red, and white flash in sequence. A colorful cross made of light spots emerged in front of him, and an inexplicable sense of fullness appeared in his heart.
"I'll find Skrull Pompeii in an abandoned cemetery on the outskirts, behind a rock wall with black cats and elder trees."
He murmured softly, but in fact, this ability does not change the world with words, and it is only Jenkins' idea to say this sentence. The moment the chain ability was activated, the whole city became a "stage" in the eyes of the man.
He can feel that he can arbitrarily use some things that originally had "probability" to make some accidents that have not yet happened become inevitable. When the inevitable accumulation, the ending you want will be able to appear.
But the use of this mytho requires a huge amount of spirits. The more changes, the more outrageous the changes, the more spirits will be consumed. And changing the places and things that Jenkins is familiar with, and finding a suitable reason to change, will consume less energy.
So he set the location in the suburban cemetery that belonged to him. Although powerful monsters were involved and it would be more difficult to make miracles happen, Jenkins had already figured out the reason why Skrull Pompeii appeared there.
He flew across the city in the sky and landed on a hill near the cemetery. He quickly walked through the forest to the cemetery, only to see that the snow on the ground was only the one in the shade, and the gravekeeper's hut had completely collapsed.
"Looks like I really came close to finding it."
Thinking of looking for gifts here last week, I couldn't help shaking my head and sighing. Taking advantage of the fact that the fight had not officially started, he returned to the church room again, but the machine was still working.
When he flew over the city just now, he could clearly see the fierce street fighting in the city. Now every second of hesitation, the greater the damage to Nolan.
He waited another three minutes, knowing that there was no longer any delay. I also thought that he was already an invincible image in front of Pompey, and if he appeared with a powerful weapon that he might have, Pompey might run away as soon as he met him.
Now Jenkins intends not to wait any longer, but to show up deliberately and show weakness, and meet again next time he gets the weapon, so that Pompeii can be more confident and don't always run away.
So he went back to the cemetery, took out the only remaining thousand-year-old elderberry heart, gritted his teeth, and inserted it fiercely into the soil in front of him.
"Oh~"
The difficulty of recovering this thing is much more difficult than recovering an ordinary apple tree. Clasping Mu Xin completely with the palm of his hand, he felt the remaining vitality while controlling his running spirit.
As time passed, the wooden stick gradually became taller and thicker, growing towards the sky against the dark wind under the dark sky. Elderberry is a deciduous shrub or small tree and cannot grow very tall. But now because of Jenkins' ability, it has gradually changed to the strongest direction it can grow.
With the appearance of the first twig, the cat on the shoulder let out a soft cry. It first changed its coat color to pure black, and then jumped up casually to the thicker and thicker branch.
"Meow~"
As the cat howls, tree crowns and flower buds appear above its head, sheltering the cat from the wind and rain. And at the moment when the cemetery, black cat, and elderberry appeared at the same time, the ability of [Bystander] suddenly lit up.
"Am I... creating fate? Catering to fate?"
At first, he still didn't quite understand the purpose of Miss Broniance's "realizing" Miss Audrey's divination, but at this moment he thought about it, and seemed to see the dense thread of fate again for a moment.
"The diviners improve themselves through divination. Successful divination of key events can bring them closer to their fate... If the divination is unsuccessful, then use your own hands to make it successful!"
He thinks this conclusion is a bit absurd, but when he thinks about it carefully, mortals cannot know the real fate, and the future seen by so-called "divination" is only a fragment of the future.
So as long as this fragment appears, whether the process is created by coincidence or by the fortune-teller himself seems to be part of fate.