After the light of that sword, there was an astonishing roar and a sweeping tsunami. But the god in the air just lifted his wrist slightly, and the tsunami rolled backwards and receded towards the ocean.
The power of divinity was continuously evaporating, and Jenkins fell from the air little by little back to the dilapidated pier. The black shadow behind the thick fog in the ocean is struggling to stir the sea water, the golden chains and runes are reflected on it, and the sword strikes of the gods make it unbearable.
In the end, the monster could only be dragged back to the depths of the mirror world, sleeping peacefully to recuperate from its injuries. Maybe a few epochs later, it will still wake up accidentally, trying to enter the real world, but at least it has nothing to do with Jenkins now.
"This sword...can actually withstand the power of divinity..."
Looking down at the golden and white sword in his hand, not all weapons can withstand the power of divinity, and any weapon that can withstand the power of divinity can be called a "sacred weapon".
The "artifacts" here are not the powerful mortal weapons in the novels of vulgar knights. The real artifacts are the weapons used by great people in religious legends, such as the book held by the statue of the Church of the Sage, or the Temple of the Sea. The trident held by the statue.
"Wait for the day when I really become an immortal god, maybe my idol will also have this sword."
With that shocking sword, the power of divinity was running out. He waved his hand to dissipate the dark clouds, and with a move of his right hand, a black lacquered stone flew out from the ocean. This is what fell from the wound after the sword cut through the monster's skin.
The black aura showed that it was a strange thing. Jenkins didn't dare to take it, but let it float on the palm of his right hand, and sealed it in a box with the remaining divinity.
The weird ritual that seals divinity can't seal monsters, so Jenkins is just using the power of divinity itself. But this means that he can't hand it over to the church, otherwise, once it is recognized that it is the power of a god other than a sage, Jenkins really can't tell.
The kami sighed and touched the box with his hands. It whirled in the air and shrank and deformed, and finally turned into a brass-colored ring. Jenkins is becoming more and more familiar with divinity, but this time he used the powers of [manipulating nature], [substance transformation], etc. These are the basic abilities of gods, and Jenkins still has a lot to learn.
Turning around and waving his hands, the radiant light will envelope the drenched woman and cat. The gods dispelled the dark clouds, but when the first rays of sunlight hit the pier, it was only a mortal who stood up.
"My head hurts~"
He complained in a low voice, took out his pocket watch which was fortunately not broken due to water ingress, took a look, constructed a mirror with reading and writing, woke up the woman loudly to prepare her for the challenge, and then stepped into the room with the slowly awakening cat into the shattered mirror.
The insurance salesman should not have lied. As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, Jenkins discovered the unusualness of this mirror world. He "feels" that he is closer to the real world here, and this feeling may be prompted by a well-developed inspiration, or it may be the result of the state of deification that has not completely subsided.
Coincidentally, the landing site was St. George's Street, which Jenkins is very familiar with. And the mirror image standing opposite him is Mr. Goodman who is wearing a baby in his arms. His image is almost the same as that of a normal human being, except for the funny look of holding a baby, there is nothing unusual about him.
"I'm guessing, when I walk by, the monster in the package will come out and try to bite my head off."
Jenkins muttered in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, the immortal fire ignited Mr. Goodman's clothes. But instead of ducking, he just smiled at Jenkins and even waved goodbye.
The fire quickly burned the middle-aged man into shards of the mirror, during which he did not resist at all.
"..."
Jenkins didn't know what to say, so he could only take two quick steps and lower his head to pick up the lens. What happened just now shows that Mr. Goodman's psychology is abnormally normal, and he has always been in a good mood.
He may also have troubles in life, but those little things don't affect him.
"This is an optimistic person, a competent and good neighbor. I knew that not all around me were abnormal human beings with big secrets and twisted minds."
Jenkins concluded in his mind, and then turned to see Chocolate lying on the roof of his house, looking sleepy.
"Meow~"
Seeing Jenkins looking at it, the cat immediately let out a happy cry. Then he jumped from the roof to the tree that had just sprouted green shoots in the yard, then jumped to the ground again, got out from the gap in the fence, and was finally hugged by the man squatting down.
Chocolate is so good at bouncing that the tree in Jenkins' yard is so far from the house that it just seemed like a bat gliding through the air.
This mirror is indeed mirror number 14. Not long after leaving St. George Street, Jenkins encountered the exploration team of the Orthodox Church.
But that is not the scribe of the Church of the Sages, but the night watchman of [The Church of the Night and the Hidden]. Because they didn't know that Jenkins was missing, he and Chocolate were once regarded as the reflection of the mirror world, and a group of people almost fought.
But fortunately, Jenkins was sensible enough, and showed them the document bag that he carried with him, which was not upside down. Only then did he dispel his doubts, and went to the exit of the mirror world with the night watchmen.
Although the entrance to the real world is at the racecourse in the outskirts of Nolan, the mirror world corresponds to a small apartment in the southwest of the city.
After stepping out of the hole filled with black light, Jenkins was immediately embraced by the woman. Embarrassed, he tried to push Miss Capet away, but found it difficult to do so without hurting her or his own neck.
"It's good that you're fine, the scribes of the Church of the Sages are about to leave."
The entrance to the Mirror World could not be moved, so the church erected a building in place to conceal it. There were all kinds of strange ritual items scattered around the room, and Miss Bevanna winked at him from the doorway.
"Father is going crazy."
Miss Bevanna reminded, and Miss Capet immediately let go of Jenkins when she heard the voice.
"I think your adventure will be very exciting, please talk to us tomorrow."
The woman pointed to her own face, motioning for Jenkins to look in the mirror and wipe off the blood and mud all over her face.
"I think you need to rest now. The carriage is ready outside, and Dad is waiting for you in it. Welcome back, Jenkins, I think your story must be very interesting."