The rain was getting heavier. Jenkins and Miss Capet attacked the flying circus group on the pier, but the latter ignored them completely and continued to whisper profane language to support the ceremony, so they were killed by the two of them one by one .
There were some accidents when killing the young magician. After Jenkins pulled him down and stabbed him into his body with a sword, he was still alive and continued to read the ancient language facing the sea.
The language seemed to be calling, and something seemed to appear in the depths of the sea.
The wound stabbed by Jenkins with the sword healed extremely quickly. But the way of healing is not natural recovery, but the wound is covered with fine blood-red granulation. The granulation even tried to climb Jenkins' sword, but was quickly destroyed by the power of the Bone Sacred Sword itself.
"This is very wrong, Williamette!"
In the pouring rain, even the voice of Miss Capet, who was close at hand, Jenkins could not hear clearly. Of course he knew that something was wrong, what was happening now was exactly the same as those secret associations calling out evil things in his memory, the most damning thing was that the young magician seemed to have really succeeded.
The sword in his hand swung several times and almost cut the magician into three pieces, and the spirit-infused weapon emitted a white shimmer in the rain and thick fog.
The magician was seriously injured, and more granulation sprouted on the surface of his body. In the constant calls, he almost lost his human form.
When Jenkins slashed at his skull for the last time, the thick purple-black tentacles covered with disgusting patterns suddenly broke through the thick fog from the depths of the sea and pierced towards the pier, piercing the magician's body precisely. , and then, with a frightening howl, led the magician back into the thick ocean fog.
ang~
Appearing together with the cry was the black figure behind the mist. The huge figure and strange shape quickly aroused the instinctive fear of the body.
It is an existence that surpasses humans and even all intelligent creatures, and it is an irreproducible monster born under extreme chaos. Enemies of gods and mortals alike, they have been sealed away in the depths of the Shadow Plane long after their defeat.
And now, at the call of the weak mortal, it awoke.
The rain was getting heavier, and the wind was blowing and covering the whole world with dark clouds. The terrifying roar seemed to awaken all the fear and anxiety in the world, and the drenched Jenkins and Miss Capet trembled subconsciously.
Chaotic whispers sounded from the ears, and blood stains oozed from the ears. Boundless chaos surrounded the two, but even so, they did not give up hope.
"Five minutes!"
Jenkins called out, and Miss Capet nodded that she heard. The rain completely soaked the woman's hair, and the long golden hair clinged to the skin and the surface of the soaked clothes. She was very brave, even though she knew what she was facing, she did not give up resistance.
This girl, who also has blond hair like Britney, has a terrifying mental strength. Even Jenkins felt a little headache and nausea when faced with the huge black shadow behind the fog in the distant ocean, but she just stood there with a pale face and didn't pass out on the spot, which is really puzzling.
"Even if it's that time, we can't escape, otherwise it will follow our tracks and chase to Mirror 14!"
Miss Capet roared bravely, her voice was very hoarse.
ang~
As if responding to her voice, two black tentacles covered with dizzying patterns pierced again from the thick fog in front of the pier. That is not the torso of any creature in cognition, just appearing, it is compulsively polluting the world.
Jenkins in the rain didn't care to wipe the rain off his face, lowered his center of gravity slightly, raised his sword and swung it in front of him. The huge force almost knocked him into the air the moment the sword touched the tentacles, but Jenkins, who had been prepared for a long time, resisted forcefully.
The White Bone Holy Sword exuding white shimmer easily cut a huge wound on the tentacles, and the disgusting sticky black liquid immediately gushed out from there, and dumped on the pier with a rustling sound of corrosion.
It quickly retracted into the mist, just like the tentacle next to it that rolled up Miss Capet. Jenkins shot again immediately without the woman calling for help. He jumped up against the wind and rain with all his strength, and grabbed her hand under the woman's desperate eyes.
The right hand quickly stabbed at the tentacle again, and the tentacle suffered pain and helplessly let go of the two, and retreated into the mist together with the companion in the hand.
The man and the woman fell into the sea, and after a while, the cat was the first to be thrown out of the sea into the pier like a flying fish, and then Jenkins pulled the semi-conscious Miss Capet to climb up.
ang~
The cry sounded again, and the black figure was getting closer and closer to the shore. The figure behind the thick fog gradually became clearer, allowing Jenkins to see more details, and now even his eyes began to ache.
The feeling of wanting to vomit can't be suppressed, but more serious than the physical discomfort is the mental discomfort. The pain in his temple was as if being pierced by silver needles. After climbing ashore, he even felt his legs trembling.
"How are you?"
He knelt on one knee and patted Miss Capet's cold face. The rain ran down that pretty face, but the woman's eyes could no longer be opened. He tested his breath and pulse to make sure that she was still alive. If he could not feel the majestic spirit of nature in his body, Jenkins really thought she was going to die.
"Chocolate, you look at her."
He picked up his own cat and wanted to put it in the woman's pocket.
"Ahem~"
The cat whined weakly, as if about to vomit. It faltered in Jenkins' hands and tried to stand up, but soon fell down and couldn't move.
"Oh, chocolate~"
Enduring his grief, Jenkins put it down, turned around and swiped the sword, repelling the tentacles that were trying to attack sneakily.
In the heavy rain, the waves hit the pier, and the dark clouds completely annihilated the last ray of sunshine. The monsters in the sea are approaching little by little, and those whispers and roars are already changing the laws of this world.
The forces of chaos and disorder strike Jenkins, but he himself is the embodiment of world order [lie]. The power of the priesthood keeps him awake, and also provides him with a steady stream of strength.
Although the drop of divinity obtained in the Evergreen Forest did not carry it, Jenkins at this moment is equally powerful.
Tentacles came from the mist at the same time, and the shadow of the sword waved impermeably protected the man, the cat behind him... and the woman. Jenkins has never systematically learned swordsmanship, but with his full support, the Holy Bone Sword is powerful enough to shake the evil in front of it.
PS: Let me explain the reason why Jenkins didn’t carry divinity: Before he entered the mirror world, he was lying on the counter of Papa’s antique shop in his shirt and was checking the file bag. The mirror sucked it in unexpectedly. In this case, it is not normal to carry that silver metal block.