When telling his cat, Jenkins tried his best to put on a serious expression, trying to let this little creature who didn't know what was going on now understand the danger of the matter.
"Meow~"
The cat nodded obediently, and was placed on the ground by the man.
Seeing that Jenkins wanted to leave immediately, it barked softly to keep him. But Jenkins only paused for a moment, and his body disappeared little by little.
"Meow~"
The cat made an aggrieved sound, watched the place where Jenkins disappeared for a long time, and then slowly walked to B-08-2-8214.
It raised its hind paw and kicked the iron lump, and all the abnormalities disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.
A dark hand stretched out from the shadow in the corner, and opened the left drawer. The things that Jenkins put in just now floated out one by one, and came to the cat.
"Meow~"
It barked, opened its mouth and bit off a piece of the metal pointer, and swallowed a petal of the fantasy flower. A large gap was left in the puppet's leg, and almost a quarter of the gun bearing was swallowed.
Although the cat drank more than half of the gifted water, it did not bite the [Life Orb].
"Meow~"
With a feeling of reluctance in the voice, the little paw patted the beads floating in the air exuding green breath. Finally, he reluctantly licked the beads, and then let the hand in the shadow stuff them back.
"Meow~"
A few strands of hair flew out of the cat's tail and into the drawer following the meowing of the cat. The kitten widened its eyes, opened its mouth and made strange noises, and finally spat out a piece of paper no bigger than a fingernail.
"Meow~"
The claws were pushed forward, and the piece of paper fluttered towards B-08-2-8214, followed by the loud sound of the drawer closing again.
The cat turned its head with some reluctance, and it took a long time before it lay down quietly. Placing his paws under his head, he quietly waited for the moment when the machine started to stop again.
Jenkins, who returned to Evergreen Forest, let the animals around him leave here as soon as possible. Although he couldn't understand rabbit language, cat language, squirrel language, deer language, etc., they all seemed to understand what Jenkins was saying.
Jenkins also left the chocolate in the body here and entrusted the bunnies to take care of it. He tied the chocolate with a rope to the largest rabbit. Although the rabbit seemed a little unhappy, Jenkins did not resist when he tied it.
Watching the animals running towards the other side away from the battlefield, Jenkins stood still and took a deep breath, then clenched his fists and ran towards the exit on the east side of the forest.
The numbered items stored in the evergreen forest were not evenly scattered around the forest, but were concentrated near an elderberry forest on the east side of the forest. It was built like a cemetery as a containment facility, and it was also the location of the decisive battle that Jenkins had long thought of.
Although creating destiny sounds plausible, Jenkins still likes to make destiny more natural.
The fight between the skeleton giant and the dragon took place there. When Jenkins ran in the forest, he could feel the ground shaking with every step he took.
The fog gradually thickened, and with the appearance of the thick fog, the forest actually started to glow. It was a light green glow that could be observed with the naked eye, floating little by little in the gray mist.
Those shimmering lights were clearly trying to clear the fog, but it wasn't easy, at least for now.
The closer you get to the elderberry forest, the more obvious the sounds of fighting and explosions are. Jenkins, who has a monocle, can see the Blessers who are guarding here, fighting against the undead army. The figures are scattered everywhere in the thick fog, but from a distance, only black shadows intertwined and flickering can be seen.
For the time being, there are no blind-eyed skeletons to stop Jenkins, but the flying evil spirits seem to be very interested in him.
The white-clothed ghost rushed straight towards Jenkins from the sky, but for some reason "just happened" to hit a branch that was protruding horizontally.
It was just an ordinary branch, but the female ghost who was touched by the spirit body melted directly.
Jenkins, who was in a hurry, didn't notice the situation behind him, let alone all the actions that might attack him, all of which were blocked by this seemingly quiet forest.
But Jenkins soon discovered a problem, he simply couldn't find Skrull Pompeii. Although the monocle can see through the fog, it can't see through the dense forest. The eye of truth is full of colorful light spots, and it is completely impossible to distinguish which ones belong to Pompeii.
It was impossible to find the place where the undead were most concentrated, because Jenkins found that those horrible guys were everywhere as far as he could see.
Standing on the spot, hesitant to call out the unicorn, he suddenly felt an extremely cold wind blowing from a distance on his skin.
With the appearance of that gust of wind, the power of death was overwhelmingly strengthened. The short-sighted skeleton that Jenkins kicked away just now started to reassemble automatically.
"Um?"
He didn't have time to pay attention to the revived undead, because the bone whistle on his chest trembled by itself. A sudden burst of force was sensed by the neck, and the bone whistle voluntarily broke free from the rope and flew out from Jenkins' collar, disappearing into the thick fog.
Jenkins froze the undead that was attacking him again with a punch, and then ran forward following the bone whistle.
Along the way, he saw many acquaintances who were fighting, but he didn't find a chance to say hello. Although the bone whistle flew fast enough, a path without weeds, vines and trees suddenly appeared in the forest, and Jenkins had no trouble chasing it.
The wind became more violent, and under the background of the dragon and the giant fighting, Jenkins approached his whistle a little bit.
Seeing it was right in front of him, behind the mist, he suddenly stretched out a pale hand to grab it. Skrull Pompeii emerged from the mist, still looking like a rotting corpse.
"I really didn't expect that the famous writer Jenkins Williams was actually a scribe of the Church of the Sages."
Jenkins himself didn't notice that his body was also emitting a shimmer at this time. The golden light is so soft and warm, which is also the most beautiful color in this fog.
The holy emblem of the sage flashed on his forehead, and Pompeii deduced Jenkins' identity based on this.
"You are the Holy Son? I really didn't expect it."
He shook his head gently while pinching his bone whistle:
"Get out of here, I don't have to kill you."
"You think I'm leaving? You criminal!"
The two looked at each other at both ends of the clearing in the dense forest. The giant dragon in the background sprayed out its breath again, and the giant skeleton raised its arms to block the flames. Spreading sparks plunged into the forest below, igniting the surrounding trees, and Jenkins and Pompeii happened to be in the burning forest.