Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 He turned his head to look at the elegant copper record player in the corner of the wall. The classic water lotus horn is generous and graceful, and the clockwork rotates with the record.

　　 But in another field of vision, the record itself does not have a constant aura. The golden aura appears at the contact between the stylus and the disc.

"You should know."

　　 She explained quietly:

"ABC items are limited not only by factual substances, but may also be creatures, information or even a specific sentence. B-10-5-7722, [appropriate music for appropriate occasions]. It is a section that can be recorded The melody, but every time it is played, it will be a different melody, but it will cater to the playing scene."

　　 "Who does it belong to now?"

　　 Jenkins is very wary, where did a group of noble teenagers get this kind of thing?

"Belongs to the owner of this party, a baron who likes excitement. Don't worry, B-10-5-7722 can be copied through records. This kind of thing is not hard to find...especially in your pocket. When the gold pound is sufficient."

　　 The girl’s voice was very soft. When she turned, her red hair swept across the tip of Jenkins’ nose, and a strange fragrance was sensed by the brain through the sense of smell.

　　 His movements immediately stiffened.

"what happened to you?"

　　 "It's okay. By the way, does this [Extraordinary] have only this function? It feels...very different from what I know."

"of course not."

　　Miss Hesha chuckled.

"All people who have heard its melody will be more or less absorbed a certain emotion. But this will only make people feel a little numb within a few days, and in fact will not cause any continuous harm. Of course, only for Ordinary people are effective, and the spirit of the giver is sufficient to resist its absorption."

　　 "It feels like a weird thing."

　　 "Yes, Jenkins, how many ABC-type items do you know? In my opinion, they can all be called creeps. The difference lies in the degree of creep."

　　 Jenkins was stunned for a while, and could only move passively under the guidance of the girl.

　　 What she said just now seems to make sense...

　　 "Also, why should I call my name directly? It feels a bit awkward."

　　 he asked again in a low voice.

　　 The girl laughed, but did not answer the question directly.

The party proceeded in an orderly manner. When the last guest, the brunette young man in a double-breasted trench coat with his female companion, arrived, the servants closed the door from outside the hall, leaving only the husband and wife wearing masks to the party. We are here.

　　 "Good evening! Gentlemen! Ladies!"

　　 At the carved wooden railing on the second floor, an older man in a dazzling white suit clapped his hands and shouted to everyone.

　　The weird background music immediately became agitated, as if depicting a crazy rainy night.

　　 "He is the host of the party, I don't remember his name anymore."

　　 The girl and Jenkins stopped and gathered with the others in front of the huge painting at the front of the hall, and the man was standing above them.

　　 It seems that Ms. Hesha was invited only through the channel of friends, and the party host may not know who is attending the party this time.

"Everyone can't wait, it's okay. But what happened here is your little secret. Always be cautious. It took me a lot of golden pounds to finally learn this little'technique'. Next, is the moment to witness the miracle!"

　　 The crowd immediately cheered frantically, and the sound of the record transitioned to a deep and slow piano sound.

　　 Jenkins is very worried that there will be a woman in a dress to help him perform magic tricks.

But fortunately, it didn’t. Behind the baron, a few young men in white shirts and black tuxedos placed an iron cage with a chicken, a stone basin, an iron frame and a few sharp scalpels in turn. In front of the man.

　　 The audience downstairs can just see all the movements.

　　 The music has returned to the weirdness when it first came, even with some madness.

Baron 　　 took off his white gloves and put them on a chair on one side, and then roughly grabbed a rooster from the cage, and gracefully twisted a smooth scalpel with his other hand.

　　 The fashionable and well-dressed young people held their breath, and the screams of roosters even suppressed the music of the record player.

　　 "The atmosphere is a bit wrong."

　　 Jenkins asked in a low voice, but neither the stone basin, the rooster, the baron nor the knife showed any color.

　　 "Let's look at it again."

　　The girl responded.

Baron 　　 showed the rooster and the scalpel to the people downstairs, and then asked the young man in the tuxedo behind him to pick up the stone basin, press the rooster's neck against the edge of the stone basin, lift the scalpel high, and then slash it with force.

　　 "Da~Da~"

　　 The scarlet blood spurting from the arteries splashed the Baron's face, but he just raised his sleeve and wiped it, then opened his arms and gestured triumphantly to the audience downstairs.

　　 When the poor rooster was executed, cheers exploded in the hall like a steam bomb.

　　 This kind of scene is not much different from the cult ceremony, but it seems that there is really no design with any extraordinary elements.

　　 threw the executed rooster into the stone basin, blood overflowed from the wound, and slowly filled the shallow stone basin.

　　 The Baron took a gold coin from his pocket, a gold pound denomination, and threw it into his blood.

　　 After a while, he barely took the gold coin out of the blood, smiled confidently at the people downstairs, and threw the coin down with a flick of his thumb.

　　 The people downstairs dodged around, but they didn't hear the sound of coins falling.

　　 looked up, that gold coin still dripping blood, quietly suspended in the air.

　　 The low voice of the record player broke out, and the voice of the crowd also broke out. It was a successful performance.

　　 "What is the principle?"

　　 Jenkins asked inexplicably, the coin was originally a mortal thing, but after being taken out of the blood, it began to emit a very faint golden light.

"do not know."

The girl gently shook her head, "It's probably a strange ritual learned from an ancient book. Levitating coins is not a difficult thing. I brought you here today just to show you these crazy people who are obsessed with the transcendence and the mystery. , What will you do. Do you know it now? Even ordinary people will become so crazy to see the extraordinary, let alone be gifted like us..."

Chapter 117 Chapter 113 Devouring Characteristics

　　 Jenkins was silent. If it were not for the particularity of his eyes, he would have thought it was some kind of strange ritual from the book.

　　 But this is impossible. All rituals must involve spiritual materials, or communicate directly with the gods in some way. Therefore, the power to change the ordinary physical rules can be obtained through ritual.

　　 But the entire process just now only used the ordinary things. To make matters worse, the strong smell of blood, is there something like the bullet that the old man checked this morning?

　　 After the climax of the performance, the Baron used the same method to make a silver spoon and a jewel pin float in the air. The cheers of the young men and women came one after another, and the atmosphere gradually became frenzied.

　　 But after that, there was no "MLM" speech that Jenkins expected, and there was no pretending to be a mysterious baron to announce the truth of the matter, and the ball stopped abruptly. This is really just a gathering of occult lovers.

　　 and Miss Hesha walked out of the manor side by side, where the carriage she hired was still parked there.

　　 "Weird, very weird."

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart, after watching the baron's performance, he was very upset.

　　 The carriage moved slowly/forward, but instead of returning directly to the city, it turned into a remote path, and finally went straight into the grove.

"give."

　　 The red-haired girl threw a very familiar silver metal piece, which was the makeup charm of the elegant lady last time.

　　 "What are you going to do again?"

　　 Jenkins asked puzzledly.

　　 "I want that melody."

Jenkins frowned hesitantly, "Sorry, but I still want to ask. Miss Hesha, are you not a believer in the Mother of the Earth? Why do you care so much about these music-related things? Oh, I remember you the other day When being hunted down by the Orthodox Church, it seemed to say that you were a false **** [Magic Music]..."

　　 She put her finger on Jenkins' lips, and the man immediately stopped opening and closing his mouth.

　　 "I'm a bastard, do you have an opinion?"

　　 This sentence is not as strong as the previous tone, and the word "mixed believer" is almost inaudible.

Jenkins has also learned that shallow believers account for most of the believers in this world, and unbelievers will be despised by everyone. The social status of false gods is slightly lower, while mixed believers believe in a false **** and believe in a righteous god. Believers in God are often regarded as targets of crime prevention, and even neighbors in the neighborhood are unwilling to talk to such people.

　　 This is very reasonable. The belief in two different gods indicates that the belief is impure, and the belief that one is true and the other is false indicates that this gentleman or young lady has ulterior motives.

　　Jenkins does not know how false **** believers view mixed believers, but the Orthodox Church rejects any help to them.

　　 "I respect your beliefs and do not express any opinions, as long as you are a good person."

　　 Jenkins raised his hand to show his attitude, he really didn't care about it.

　　 "Really? You are really naive!"

　　 There seems to be some dampness in the girl's eyes, and the identity of a mixed believer seems to be better than Jenkins knows...

　　 "Please don't cry here, I won't comfort people."

　　 He said straightforwardly, but was slapped on the shoulder by the girl.

　　 "If you don't have the help of others, you will not be able to find a lady who will spend your life together in this life. Okay, let's go!"

　　 After finishing, she jumped out of the carriage first, leaving Jenkins only looking at her back in confusion.

　　 "Strange, I don't care if she is a mixed believer, why does she even taunt me?"

　　 The two quickly walked through the woods, carefully touching the outside of the manor in the shadows. Because of the departure of the guests, most of the servants were in the room to clean up the dance scene, and the two of them sneaked into the room smoothly.

　　 Same as last time, Jenkins dreams of leaving the body to check if there is anyone behind the wall, and Miss Hesha uses Requiem to let those who can't hide to sleep.

　　 checked while walking, but never found the record.

　　 "Hey, don't you have the ability to detect treasures? What are you waiting for?"

　　Ms. Hesha patted Jenkins on the back and asked in a low voice.

"how do you know......"

　　 "Don't pretend, little rookie, last time we acted together, you almost made me understand your abilities."

　　 can't hide the pride in the specially low voice.

　　 "Good, good."

　　 Jenkins pretended to nodded helplessly, tapped his temple, and glanced up, down, left, and right.

　　 Fortunately, the place where the golden light is located is only separated by a wall from where I am standing now, so I can still see it.

　　 As a thief, he walked quickly to the second floor. Miss Hesha's Requiem made the baron who was packing the record drowsy and the two immediately approached the room.

　　 "Just take it away?"

　　 Jenkins asked as he reached out his hand to tear off the floral tablecloth on the table next to him.

"No need to."

She walked quickly to the disc, opened her sleeves to reveal her snow-white wrists, and brought the bracelet that seemed to be twisted with silver wires to the record, and gently touched the bracelet itself. The golden light is more exuberant.

　　 "Some similar items have the characteristics of swallowing each other, but after the swallowing is over, the malicious characteristics will also be amplified."

　　 She explained quietly that Jenkins had never heard of it.

　　 "But..."

"There is nothing, this is a fact that only high-level gifters can know, in order to prevent someone from making even worse items because of greed. Moreover, ABC items that can be numbered are inherently hard to find... .. Okay, let's go."

　　 She didn't explain in detail, but Jenkins didn't move.

　　 "Put it on."

　　 tore the tablecloth into pieces, and threw one piece to the girl, and one piece directly around her face.

　　 The red-haired girl didn't know what Jenkins wanted to do, but her goal had been achieved, so she also raised her hand to surround the lower part of her face with a tablecloth.

　　 took out the black pistol from his waist, and slapped the baron in the face.

　　 He woke up immediately.

　　 Click~

　　 Insurance was opened by Jenkins, the black hole was pointed at the baron's forehead, and he immediately understood what was going on here.

　　 "If you want gold pounds, I have change, and there are some jewelry in the safe in the left room on the second floor."

　　 "Huh~"

　　 Jenkins reached out and took the leather wallet from him, but the muzzle was still not removed.