In the dark, an attraction suddenly emerged.

Jenny looked to the east: "I successfully accommodated the blood of the monster and became a semi-saint and half-degenerate... I suppressed that eye and also knew the root of the curse... Dark Snake!"

"This road is indeed possible!"

She clenched her fists: "It is indeed feasible to graft the monster's blood... I even felt a strong attraction. In the East... is my sixth-level holy mark there?"

In the east of the city of Zeland, there is a continent where the sea tribes live in mixed with people. Now some of them have been opened up to become colonies, but the depths are still dangerous.

Jenny carefully felt her changes.

According to legend, anyone who transplants the bloodline of a monster will have terrible mutations, especially in terms of spirit, and the cold and cruel personality is the best sequelae.

But she found that her spirit and personality had not changed much from before.

The only difference is in your own body.

A bronze-like color appeared on Jenny's hands.

"The strength has increased greatly, and the body has become metalized... Now I am afraid I can take the musket bullets... This is just the ability attached to the Holy Mark... Its real performance is still..."

Behind Jenny, eight mechanically-like spider feet poked out, each one penetrated deeply into the ground, extremely sharp.

"It feels a bit similar to that Mary... My spider spear also carries a strong metal toxin on it, which can infect the injured person and become my mechanical puppet..."

Strong pollution!

This is also one of the characteristics of the monster.

After some demonstration, Jenny changed back to the form of an ordinary person and sighed.

"The fifth-level saints are big names no matter where they are... If they are in the church, they can even compete for the position of the pope... Unfortunately, I am already a fallen person."

With a sigh in his heart, Jenny returned to the ground building and restored to the image of scholar Jenny Black.

Dingdang!

When the bell rang, the sound of the doorbell rang outside the door.

Jenny looked in the mirror, stepped forward and opened the door, and saw a middle-aged man holding a silver crutch and a round top hat.

"Ms. Black, take the liberty to bother!"

He took off his hat and bowed.

"Detective Lofi!"

Jenny nodded and invited him into the room: "Do you need a cup of coffee?"

"Thank you, it's great to drink some hotter in such weather..."

Luo Fei lowered her coat and crutches: "But before that..."

He cleared his throat: "According to your entrustment, ma'am, I must inform you as long as there is a glimpse of that matter."

"Hmm? My mentor...Mr. Turing, have you found him?"

Jenny raised her eyebrows.

Teacher Turing disappeared after teaching her for a while. She searched for her for a long time, and her mission is still with private detectives. She has to pay a labor fee every year.

“It’s really not easy…”

Luo Fei was also lingering in fear of the completion of this mission: "Thanks to the protection of Mother Nature, one of my informants happened to find his trace in Rock City. This is the address!"

He handed Jenny a folded note.

"Um……"

Jenny took it and glanced at it: "As agreed, I will pay the rest after I go and confirm it."

"Of course, you are a well-known great scholar in the kingdom."

Luo Fei smiled.

He is quite at ease with the credibility of such a big man.

...

Rock City.

In the hazy drizzle, a row of people holding black umbrellas slowly emerged from the thick fog.

"Valen...you shouldn't have come."

Feiqi looked at the surrounding team of combat scholars and sighed.

"I promise, I'm just watching..."

Valen stared at Fitch with a 'sincere' face: "And... there is also the presiding judge of the prosecution office, Lord Ernest, here, I'm fine."

Presiding Judge Ernest is one of the top leaders of the Church of God of Knowledge and was already a fifth-rank saint in his early years!

Of course, such a big man would not be with them, but would be hidden in the dark, and only Fitch and Valen could contact him.

"To be honest... I don't think that if we are in our affairs, we can ask such an existence to take action!"

Feichi lowered his voice.

"No... it's not the ghost in history... I think the reason why the judge of the checkpoint attaches so much importance to it is because of the newly emerged evil god - the Moon Anonymous!"

Valen sighed: "This evil god should be related to history and holds the ancient secrets we don't know... Of course, what's more important is His identity... Now there are more and more evil gods, but there are only two righteous gods..."

In order to investigate such an evil existence, it is natural that the presiding judge of the Grand Prix must work.

The other party revealed very little information, only some historical information that was unknown.

The most conspicuous one is the name "Turing".

Even so, it is worth a trip to a high-level saint. After all, it is not an exaggeration to be cautious about matters involving evil gods.

When I mentioned this, even Feiqi couldn't help but feel heavy.

"When it comes to this...how do you think of some missionary organizations, such as the rise of a 'Death Cathedral' in the south..." Feiqi asked: "Distinguishing evil from neutral organizations mainly depends on their ideas and actions... The 'Death Cathedral' does not obviously tend to be evil, and most of the members are neutral. They believe that death requires respect, and the sea of ​​the underworld is the destination of everything..."

"I don't know... the matter here has not been resolved yet."

Valen smiled bitterly: "Even the wisdom of many sages in the church may not be able to distinguish the truth behind these organizations..."

"Too……"

The crowd spread out on the street. Feich and Valen walked into an apartment, climbed up to three floors, and opened a curtain: "This location was chosen by our intelligence personnel, and we could see the target's residence behind the street..."

Valen took out a mirror.

This is a skill in mysticism. Direct gaze is easily noticed by the target, and the reflection of the mirror is different.

Immediately, through the mirror reflection, he saw a somewhat simple shop.

"A college tutor with a rich pension suddenly gave up everything and opened a small shop here?"

Valen sneered: "Business is not very good, do you believe it?"

"You can't say that, maybe they have this quirk." Feiqi retorted, then stared at Valen: "What you promised me is to take a look and leave, especially during the battle."

"I see."

Valen took a deep breath: "And, I am not a scholar without combat power."
Chapter completed!