The main entrance of Patrick Jason's house was suddenly opened, and a group of night watchmen wearing black tweed coats trotted in.

Their expressions were alert and alert, as if they were facing extremely terrifying enemies.

Dan, Dan, Dan, a silver full-body armor walked in.

It gives people an extremely heavy feeling, and the details all follow the ancient style. The left shoulder is obliquely facing the lower abdomen, and is stained with a splashing and uncleanable dark red blood. Combined with the sputtering red dots in the rest of the place, it forms a very charming and beautiful picture, like a unique and gorgeous decoration.

"Requiemer" Soster took out his pocket watch and looked at it:

"Substitution."

The silver armor stopped, raised his hand and lifted his face armor to reveal the wearer inside. It was a handsome man with ink hair and blue eyes.

"Leonard, the master bedroom on the second floor has hot water ready. Don't waste time, otherwise you will have to return to the goddess's arms." Souther reminded.

"Yes, Captain Souther." Leonard Mitchell took off the heavy blood-stained silver armor with the help of the rest of the night-time people.

Wearing red gloves, he went straight to the second floor without hesitation, and found a bathtub that was still steaming with white mist.

With a brush stroke, Leonard quickly took off all his clothes and lay in the hot water without even revealing his nose.

His skin quickly turned red, like a cooked lobster, and gradually there were strange silver patterns like scars on the surface.

The silver patterns continued to spread out like pure sword light, blending into hot water.

In just over a dozen seconds, the white fog of steam disappeared, and a thin and transparent layer of ice floes even condensed on the surface of the hot water!

Leonard did not turn over and sit up until all the silver patterns were cleared, and breathed heavily.

He tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to something, and then lowered his voice:

"Old man, do you know the origin of '1-42'?"

A slightly old voice immediately rang out in his mind:

“You are getting more and more rude.

"I don't know the origin of that strange armor."

Before Leonard could ask again, he hesitated:

"But I probably recognized the owner of that piece of blood."

"Who is it?" Leonard asked curiously.

The slightly old voice said in a low voice:

"An ancient god before the catastrophe."

…………

South District of Daqiao, Rose Street, Harvest Church.

As soon as Klein stepped into the quiet prayer hall, he saw Father Utlavsky and the vampire Emlin White, sitting in a chair, one in front of one behind, one in height and one in shortness, with his hands and ten fingers in his palms, and putting them in front of his mouth and nose.

This is a dedicated prayer posture belonging to the church of Mother Earth.

At this moment, Emlyn White looked gentle and peaceful, and he could not see the arrogance and worries he had before.

Klein moved slightly and silently drew a triangle holy emblem on his chest.

He found a seat at will and sat down. He waited until the prayer was over before he walked to Emlyn White and said with a smile:

"You are particularly pious today."

"What?" Emlin woke up suddenly and said to himself with a pale face, "What did I do, what did I do..."

His voice gradually faded, as if he had recalled what he had done just now.

"Maybe it's not a bad thing." Klein comforted the other party with unconvincing words, and then sat next to the vampire.

"I don't want to hear others say this, although I feel less and less resistance..." Emlin said in a slightly sad voice, "But, I don't want to betray the moon!"

Klein didn't continue the topic that made the vampire sad just now, and asked casually:

"Does your blood clan worship the original moon or a certain god representing the moon? Or can the two be equated?"

"Emlin raised his chin slightly, "For the orthodox genius, of course, it is the god who believes in the moon. His name is Lilith, and he is the ancestor of our blood clan, an ancient god. The blood clan turned into by humans tends to worship the original moon. Under normal circumstances, the two can be equivalent, but they do not overlap at some time, and there is a difference."

"The blood clan became of humans?" Klein was not surprised that Emly White could name Lilith, the ancient god of the Second Age, but instead cared more about the so-called blood clan turned of humans.

This is the "vampire" sequence mentioned by Mr. Azke? He thought silently.

Emlin said with a slightly complicated expression:

"Yes, there are two types of them. One is transformed from the first enthronement given by the powerful blood clan, and the other is the corresponding potion that we hate the most."

"Why?" Klein vaguely guessed the answer.

Emlin gritted his teeth and replied:

"The main material of their potion is our blood source essence."

Sure enough... Klein couldn't help but turn his head and looked up and down at Emlin.

Emlin, who was a little nervous when he saw him, snorted:

"You are already an extraordinary person, and you can't change your path!"

It was only the first time I saw the walking, no, alive, no, extraordinary material that could speak... But in a sense, every extraordinary human being is also such a material... Klein originally wanted to tease casually in his heart, but it quickly felt a strong sadness.

At this time, Emlin looked at Bishop Utlavsky who was carefully wiping the Holy Emblem of Life, and lowered his voice:

"I've found two materials you want."

"What?" Klein did not hide his joy.

Emlin responded smoothly:

"The brain of a Thousand-faced Hunter changes the pituitary gland and its blood. The other party asks for the price of the former is 2,000 pounds and the latter is 100 ml and 300 pounds, totaling 2,300 pounds."

2300…Kline blurted out:

"Can you be cheaper?"

After getting back the bail, all his current cash totaled 2,185 pounds.

For the middle class, this is already quite abundant savings. Some may have saved up so much money in their lifetime, but Klein found that this is not enough...

"No, if it weren't for me, he originally wanted £2,800. As agreed, you would have to pay me an extra £150, totaling £2,450." Emlin shook his head and said.

After looking at Klein's expression, he quickly added:

"In this era, giant dragons are rare and rare. Apart from the long-lived blood clan, it is difficult for you to find similar extraordinary materials elsewhere. Even if there is one, it will be more expensive than this."

There is still 265 pounds away... I have worked hard to save so much money and it is about to clear it all, and it is not enough... I hope Mr. "The Hanging Man" will sell the extraordinary characteristics of the "werewolf" as soon as possible... Next, there are the characteristics of the human skin shadow and the hair of the deep sea Naga, which will not be much cheaper than this... The situation on the little "Sun" is still unsure. I have to be at peace for a while. He owes me the reward, it is best to repay it by removing the mental pollution of the out-of-control persons in the magical items. This is quite hidden... Klein had a lot of thoughts in an instant, and he felt that the light outside the window was dimmed a lot.

He took a deep breath and said:

"good.

"But the transaction has been delayed for a while. I recently got into a guy who was being protected by the official extraordinary. You shouldn't want the seller to be locked underground in the church, right?"

And I have to collect the remaining funds... Klein raised his head slightly and looked at the dome of the church.

"Official extraordinary?" Emlyn White was startled, stood up suddenly, looking around.

Klein glanced at him and said:

"Don't worry, you are now a priest of the Church of Mother Earth, with a legal identity, and the Bishop Utlavsky shelter you."

"I'm not..." Emlin's denial was extremely powerless.

He sat down again and suddenly thought:

“Can those official extraordinary people solve the problem of psychological suggestion?”

"Maybe." Klein almost laughed, "but in that case, you will most likely become the goddess of night, the god of steam and machinery, the believer of the Lord of Storm. Of course, you can also choose to be a member of the special military department. They may send you abroad as a spy and seduce a noble lady."

"I only like dolls and pure and beautiful girls!" Emlin emphasized immediately.

You can see that you are a little moved, but only a little... Klein turned to ask:

"Do you know people from the Belia family? It's in Beckland."

"Beria? That mad family who worships demons? No, they are demons themselves!" Emlin blurted out in surprise, "What are you asking them for?"

Klein said helplessly:

"I offended one of them, Patrick Jason Belia, for a serial murder case.

"Please help me find out his recent whereabouts and acquaintances in your circle. If there is any exact news, I will pay you, depending on the importance of the information."

Of course, this can be reimbursed to the night watchman, the mechanical heart and the military... Klein thought relaxedly.

Emlin nodded thoughtfully:

"You dare to provoke a real demon.

"When you have the exact news about him, he will know that you will cause serious harm to him."

"It's okay, I have official extraordinary protection." Klein replied indifferently.

Emlin was speechless for a moment and said a few seconds later:
To be continued...