Somewhere, an attraction suddenly appeared.

Jenny looked to the East: "I successfully contained the blood of the monster and became the existence of half saints and half degenerates... Suppressed that eye and knew the root of the curse... Dark snake!"

"This road can really go through!"

She clenched her fist: "grafting the monster\'s blood is indeed feasible... Even, I feel a strong attraction. In the East... Is my sixth order holy mark there?"

In the east of Xilan City, there is a land where sea people and people live together. Now some of them have been opened up as colonies, but the depths are still dangerous.

Jenny felt her changes carefully.

According to legend, anyone who transplants the monster\'s blood will have terrible mutations, especially in terms of spirit. Indifference and cruelty are the best sequelae.

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

The only difference is in your body.

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

"My strength is greatly increased, and my body is metallized... Now I\'m afraid I can catch fire bullets hard... This is just the ability attached to the holy mark... Its real performance is still..."

Behind Jenny, eight mechanical spider feet poked out, each deeply inserted into the ground, extremely sharp.

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

Strong pollution!

This is also one of the characteristics of monsters.

After a demonstration, Jenny changed back to normal form and sighed.

"Saints of the fifth order are big people everywhere... If they are in the church, they can even compete for the position of Pope... Unfortunately, I am already a degenerate."

Sighing in her heart, Jenny returned to the ground building and returned to the image of scholar Jenny black.

jingle!

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

Jenny looked in the mirror and opened the door. She saw a middle-aged man with a silver inlaid crutch and a round top hat.

"Excuse me, Ms. black!"

He took off his hat and saluted.

"Detective roffee!"

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

"Thank you. It\'s great to have some hot drinks in such weather..."

Luofei put down her coat and crutch: "but before that..."

He cleared his throat: "according to your entrustment, madam, as long as it has an eyebrow, I must inform you."

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

Jenny frowned.

Teacher Turing disappeared after teaching her for some time. She has been looking for it for a long time. The task is still hanging in the private detective, and she has to pay a labor fee every year.

"It\'s not easy..."

Luofei is also worried about the completion of this task: "thanks to the protection of the mother of nature, one of my informants just found his trace in rock city. This is the address!"

He handed a folded note to Jenny.

"Well..."

Jenny took it and glanced, "as agreed, I\'ll pay the rest after I confirm."

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

Roffee smiled.

For the credibility of such a big man, he is still more assured.

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Rock city.

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

"Warren... You shouldn\'t have come."

Fitch looked around at the battle scholar team and sighed.

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

Warren stared at Fitch with a \'sincere\' face: "and... Lord Ernest, the presiding judge of the verification Institute, is here. I have nothing to do."

Judge Ernest is one of the top leaders of the Church of the God of knowledge. He has been 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 tell you the truth... I don\'t think we can ask for such existence!"

Fitch lowered his voice.

"No... it\'s not the ghost in history... I think the reason why the presiding judge of the verification institute attaches so much importance to it is because of the new evil god - the occult of the moon!"

Warren sighed: "this evil god should have something to do with history and hold the ancient mystery 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 positive gods..."

In order to trace such an evil existence, it is natural to have to work as the chief judge.

The other party revealed very little information, only some historical materials that did not know the truth.

One of the most conspicuous is the name "Turing".

Even so, it\'s worth a high-level saint to visit. After all, it\'s not too cautious to be concerned about evil gods.

At the mention of this, even Fitch couldn\'t help feeling heavy.

"Speaking of this... What do you think of some missionary organizations, such as the rise of a \'death Vatican\' in the South..." Fitch asked: "to distinguish between evil and neutral organizations, we mainly depend on their ideas and actions... The \'death Vatican\' is not obviously biased towards evil, and most of its members are neutral. They think death needs respect, and the dark sea is the destination of everything..."

"I don\'t know... The matter here hasn\'t been solved yet."

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

"Also..."

The flow of people dispersed in the street. Fitch and Warren walked into an apartment, climbed to the third floor and opened a curtain: "this location was chosen by our intelligence personnel. We can just see the residence of the target behind the street..."

Warren took out a mirror.

This is a skill in mystics. Direct gaze is easy to be detected by the target, and the reflection of the mirror is different.

Soon, through the reflection of the mirror, he saw a somewhat humble shop.

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

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

"I can\'t say that. Maybe people have this quirk." Fitch retorted and immediately stared at Warren: "you promised me to just take a look and leave, especially in battle."

"I understand."

Warren took a deep breath: "and I\'m not a scholar without combat effectiveness."

Just then, his pupils narrowed: "there\'s a carriage coming, and there\'s a man down there... It\'s Jenny! Jenny black! The famous steam scholar!"