Transcendent Dawn Chapter 830: Shop

In the dark, a kind of attraction suddenly appeared.

Jenny looked to the east: "I successfully contained the blood of the monster and became the existence of a half saint and half fallen... I suppressed that eye, and I also knew the source of the curse... the dark snake!"

"This road can indeed go through!"

She clenched her fist: "It is indeed feasible to graft the blood of a monster...Even, I felt a strong attraction. In the East...Is my Tier 6 stigmata also there?"

In the east of Sealand City, there is a continent where sea tribes and people live together. Now a part of it has been opened up as a colony, but the depths are still dangerous.

Jenny is experiencing her changes in detail.

According to the legend, anyone who transplants monster blood will have terrible mutations, especially in terms of spirit, indifference and cruel character are the best sequelae.

But she found that her spirit and character have not changed much from before.

The only difference is in his body.

A layer of bronze-like color appeared on Jenny's hand.

"The strength has been greatly increased, and the body has been metalized... I am afraid that I can hardly pick up the musket bullet... This is only the ability attached to the stigma... Its real performance, or..."

Behind Jenny, eight mechanical spider feet came out, and each one was deeply inserted into the ground, extremely sharp.

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

Strong pollution!

This is also one of the characteristics of monsters.

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

"Fifth-tier saints are big people no matter where they are...If you are in the church, you can even compete for the position of the pope...Unfortunately, I am already a fallen one."

Sighing in my heart, Jenny returned to the ground building and restored to the image of scholar Jenny Black.

Ding Dong!

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

Jenny looked in the mirror, stepped forward to open the door, and saw a middle-aged man holding a silver cane and wearing a round top hat.

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

He took off his hat and saluted.

"Detective Luo Fei!"

Jenny nodded and invited him into the room: "Need a cup of coffee?"

"Thank you, it's great to have a hot drink in this weather..."

Lofi put down her coat and crutches: "But before that..."

He cleared his throat: "According to your request, Madam, as long as the matter becomes obvious, I must notify you."

"Huh? My mentor... Mr. Turing, did you find him?"

Jenny raised her brows.

Ms. Turing disappeared after teaching her for a period of time. She searched for a long time. The task is still hanging by the private investigator, and she has to pay a labor fee every year.

"It's not easy..."

Luo Fei also has lingering fears about the completion of this task: "Thanks to the protection of Mother Nature, one of my informants just found his trace in Rock City. This is the address!"

He handed a folded note to Jenny.

"Um..."

Jenny took it and glanced at it: "According to the agreement, after I confirm, I will pay the rest."

"Of course, you are a well-known university student in the Kingdom."

Lofi smiled.

He is more at ease about the credibility of such a big man.

……

Rock City.

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

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

Fitch looked at the surrounding battle scholar team and sighed.

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

Warren stared at Fitch with a ‘sincere’ face: "And... there is also the presiding judge Ernest here, I’m fine."

The Presiding Judge Ernest is one of the senior members of the Church of the God of Knowledge, and he was already a fifth-order saint in his early years!

Such a big man, of course, will not be with them, but hidden in the dark, only Fitch and Warren can contact.

"To be honest...I don't think we can ask such an existence to take action!"

Fitch lowered his voice.

"No... it's not that ghost in history... I think the reason why the presiding judge of the inspection office attaches so much importance to it is because of the newly-emerged evil god-the moon concealer!"

Valen sighed: "This evil **** should be related to history and possesses ancient secrets that we don't know... Of course, his identity is more important... Now there are more and more evil gods, righteous gods. There are only two..."

In order to track down such an evil existence, it is natural to work the chief judge.

The information revealed by the other party is very little, only some historical materials that are not known to be true or false.

The most conspicuous one is the name ‘Turing’.

Even so, it is worth a trip for a high-level saint. After all, things involving evil gods cannot be overstated.

When it comes to this, even Fitch can't help but feel heavy.

"Speaking of this... what do you think of some missionary organizations, such as the emergence of a'death church' in the south..." Fitch asked: "The main reason for distinguishing evil from neutral organizations is to see their ideas and actions... …That “Death Church” is not obviously biased towards evil, and most of its members are neutral. They believe that death requires respect, and Minghai is the home of everything..."

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

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

"Also..."

The flow of people dispersed on the street. Fitch and Warren walked into an apartment, went up to the three-story building, and opened a curtain: "This location was chosen by our intelligence personnel, and you can just see the back of the street. The home of the target..."

Warren took out a mirror~IndoMTL.com~ This is a technique in mysticism. Direct gaze is easy to be noticed by the target, and the reflection of the mirror is different.

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

"A well-paid college tutor, suddenly gave up everything and opened a small shop here?"

Warren sneered: "Business is not so good, do you believe it?"

"Can't say that, maybe people have this quirk." Fitch retorted, and immediately stared at Varen: "You promised me, just take a look, and leave, especially when fighting. Time."

"I understand."

Warren took a deep breath: "And, I am not a scholar without combat effectiveness."

At this moment, his pupils shrank: "There is a carriage coming, and there is a person down...Jenny! Jenny Black! That famous steam scholar!"