Transcendent Dawn Chapter 829: The Hidden of the Moon (Happy New Year’s Day!)

There is an evil **** in this world.

No matter the ‘Star Explorer’, the ‘Lord of Dream’, the ‘Original Fire’, the ‘God of Resurrection’ or the ‘Lord of Arcane’, they are all evil beings confirmed by the Church of the God of Knowledge.

Believing in them may gain some power, but the ‘pollution’ that comes with it is also very strong.

Any cultist is severely attacked by the God of Knowledge and the Mother of Nature.

"I..."

Uzvic’s expression changed, and a little dazed appeared: "My belief has always been the truth, the exact history, and the hidden truth... I just got an ancient scroll, let me Pray for the great existence on the moon to obtain a true historical record..."

Warren and Fitch jumped up like cats with their tails stomped on, and unconsciously touched their weapons: "Relax...We are not malicious."

Some cultists, after being polluted, still think that they are normal people, and behave like ordinary people. Only when they are stimulated will they show evil and terror.

"He claims to be... the recorder of history, the ruler of ancient times, the disciple of the creator... His honorific name is... the concealer of the moon!"

Uzvic's expression got worse.

His eyes were blurred, as if babbling or chanting something, his body changed dramatically during the muttering.

Sprout-like tentacles, formed from his face, his arms, and his exposed skin, like bean sprouts, growing fast.

‘Monsterization... Pollution intensified...’

Warren has pulled out the gun.

The evil **** may not actively pollute believers, but just the ‘connection’ of faith and communication is enough to make ordinary humans fall into a situation where they cannot be recovered.

"Don't do this, we are here to help you."

Fitch opened the black umbrella he carried with him, ready to withstand attacks from Uzvic at any time.

"Yes, send me to the inspection center... and then burn it to ashes? Don't try to deceive me... I am also a member of the inspection center, know this set of procedures..."

The granulation monster Uzvić had transformed roared, his body completely alienated.

Its clothes are cracked, like a monster composed of countless sarcomas and tentacles, and the skin is torn, showing a pink and blood-red muscle color.

"He is out of help..."

Warren seemed to say something to Fitch, drawing his gun and shooting.

"Yes, completely transformed into a monster."

Fitch pressed the switch on the umbrella handle, and flames emerged from the tip of the umbrella.

Flaming!

In the flames, the skin on the surface of the monster was scorched and dropped, but it was still advancing.

On the only head that remains as it is, with the mouth opened and closed, chanting something in a low voice in a vague voice:

"After the ancient Sulu myth... it was the first era, the Zerg ruled the world... followed by the second era of the sea rule... and it was the third era in which the orcs and humans coexist, and it was also the era of chaos... "

Some historical knowledge that didn't know the truth or falsehood lingered in the ears of Warren and Fitch, but they were sweating coldly and did not dare to listen, let alone remember.

Perhaps the knowledge itself has ‘pollution’!

"Get out of here!"

Warren gritted his teeth and took out a string of alchemy bombs.

Fitch quickly threw a stand-in puppet, watching the flesh and blood monster stretch out countless tentacles, wrapping the puppet doll, and wriggling.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two quickly fled the shed.

As soon as he left, Warren threw the alchemy bomb back.

Boom!

A huge explosion emerged, cracking the windows, and bursting into flames.

Warren and Fitch were swept by the shock wave and fell to the ground, each in a panic.

"Puff!"

Fitch spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled bitterly: "Recently we seem to always get hurt...that monster...is it dead?"

"I don't know..." Warren shook his head: "With such a big movement, the church's combat scholars will come soon..."

"Also..."

Fitch lay on his back, feeling severe pain in every part of his body, and didn't want to move: "Sorry... I didn't expect Uzvic to be a monster."

"It's okay, at least we got the information we wanted, knowing that Turing's name is not easy." Warren's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but frowned, as if this action made him Very painful.

"Do you still believe what he said?" Fitch was a little surprised.

"Although Cthulhu will contaminate believers, some of the knowledge given is true... But... Moonshaker? Is it a new evil existence?"

Warren sighed: "This world...is getting more and more dangerous."

……

City of Zealand, basement.

Jenny looked at the purified drop of monster blood.

It has a dark green color with a scent of engine oil, and there seem to be several gears in it that are constantly biting and rotating.

"The main material for the fifth-tier stigmata...is available."

Although she got the blood, Jenny's face didn't have the slightest joy, but was full of solemnity.

Adding the power of monsters to the formed bloodline brand, although the risk is a little lower than that of the low-level, it is still very large.

She gritted her teeth and started the final preparations.

Countless materials are laid out on the ground, forming a ceremony.

Jenny chanted the mantra in Morphy, lighting up important ritual nodes one by one.

"Sapphire... represents the guardian rune... May you bless me!"

"The claws of the bone monkey...You will guide my way forward..."

In the low and slurred spell, Jenny saw the hand bone that was snatching upward at the center of the circle, dripping mechanical blood on it.

The surrounding gems shimmered and draped over her, seeming to add a heavy armor to her.

In the end, Jenny picked up the claw and pressed it to her brow.

The traces of blood that have been transformed have turned into dark green lines, constantly immersed in the original spider stigmata.

"Ah!"

She whispered, and an eye appeared on her forehead, turning around.

The traces of dark green lines also climbed onto this strange eye, giving it a touch of metal texture, as if it became a bronze eyeball~IndoMTL.com~Jenny's eyes went black and entered Some subtle state.

In this state of being out of her body, she seemed to see the shadow chasing herself again.

This time was different from before. Her mind was very clear, and some information emerged.

"The dark serpent...the **** of resurrection...he is chasing my existence all the time? Is the root of the strange eye bloodline?"

Jenny was a little bit enlightened in her heart, and a little bitter.

At this moment, her eyes lit up, she woke up, and touched her eyebrows.

In a trance, she seemed to see a strange monster.

The opponent has the shape of a huge spider like a hill, but the surface has a metallic texture. There are many gears on the back that bite into the vital parts, forming a layer of armor protection.

"My fifth-order stigmata, is the mechanical spider king?"