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Feeling that Leonard's astral body returned to normal again, Pales relaxed his guard slightly, but before he could speak, he heard Leonard suddenly ask coldly:
"Old man, do you know about a great existence called [Paradox]?"
"[Paradox]?" Pales's old voice contained some doubts and thoughts, as if he was looking through his thousands of years of memories.
A moment later, just when Leonard thought he could exchange knowledge for some benefits with the hermit lady who seemed to be very rich and also had many mysterious resources, he heard the old man say in confusion:
"Among all the individuals I know who can be called 'great beings', there is no existence with this code name, at least not since the Fourth Age. In other words, the word paradox itself is the Fifth Age.
A new vocabulary that only appeared in Ji."
"So, if this great being really exists, he might be very young?" Leonard's brain suddenly gets better when Pales is not useful, but Pales's guesses about him are just
Let out two chuckles——
"Haha, it's possible. Maybe it's a pseudonym given by an old friend. You know, many evil gods will use different honorary names to develop their subordinates... And even I don't dare to say that I can recognize them.
All great beings."
"Isn't it the same as not saying anything?" Leonard shook his head in disappointment, packed up and was about to go to Moretti's house to have a look, but just as he stood up and walked towards the door, the door was suddenly opened.
Ring.
Leonard immediately frowned. He just took a leave of absence from the church on the pretext of "needing to adjust after taking the potion." He should not receive visits from church members, and he has a house here. Anyone who knows
Not much.
Silently preparing his dream ability, Leonard turned the doorknob, and the person who appeared in front of him surprised him slightly.
"Mr. Snow?!"
Seeing Leonard's surprised look, the corners of Snow's mouth raised slightly, and he took out a piece of amber from his arms:
"This is a gift for the elderly."
"Uh..." Leonard didn't react for a moment. He only felt that the broken dial wrapped in amber was a bit strange. But after taking a closer look, he discovered that the broken dial was actually made of a chain with seven or eight links.
Insects curl up.
"Ask him for me, what does he want?" Pales's voice sounded in Leonard's mind. Leonard immediately realized that this might not be a simple thing, and immediately repeated the old man's words.
"This is the demigod of the Jacob family. She came here to find the treasure left by Jacob's ancestors. According to my speculation, there is at least one characteristic of the Trojan of Destiny in it."
Snow's tone was casual, but Leonard almost threw the amber in his hand. Is this thing a demigod?
But then, he realized a bigger problem——
A treasure that even demigods are looking for, so what is the characteristic of this so-called "Trojan of Destiny"? Sequence three, or... sequence two?
Soon, he overturned Sequence Three's guess, thinking that he could clearly feel that even the old man's voice was a little excited.
"The old man asked me to ask you, what price does he need to pay?"
Leonard repeated Palles' question again, but Snow shook his head, closed the door behind him, and said:
"I happen to need a feature of the Destiny Trojan right now, so I can't give you this feature, but as a reward for my efforts, I can tell you two pieces of news that will definitely interest you."
At this time, Leonard felt very awkward and awkward. This gentleman kept using "you" as a pronoun, but in fact the person he was communicating with was an old man who could not speak directly. However, Palles obviously did not have this entanglement.
After just a moment of silence, the old man's voice sounded again:
"Tell him I agreed."
"You agreed before you asked what the news was?" Leonard was very surprised by the old man's lackluster answer, but Palles said in a look-alike tone:
"After all, I don't have any bargaining chips, do I?"
When Leonard heard this, he immediately understood the old man's helplessness. He suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and agreed to the old man's request. Snow smiled slightly when he heard this:
"I am not buying or selling by force. You will understand this after you listen to the information I paid for."
With that said, he walked into the room as if he were returning to his own home, found the living room and sat down. He looked at Leonard sitting down with an uncomfortable look on his face before continuing:
"First, Jacob's ancestors were actually eaten by Amon a long time ago, so Jacob's treasure was actually left by Amon for fishing. Well, I don't need to say more about who is the fish, right?"
"Humph!" Listening to the dissatisfied voice of the old man in his head, Leonard understood everything immediately, but then, the gentleman suddenly changed the topic:
"Of course, although it is fishing, the things inside are genuine. I only want the properties of the Destiny Trojan, and the other things, including Amon's clone, will be yours. This business is quite profitable!"
"What about the second news?" Leonard did not answer directly, but continued to ask.
"Second..." When Snow said this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with a hint of joking: "Mobet Zoroaster is in my hands."
"Mobet? Who is that?" Leonard was slightly confused, but he heard the old man's suddenly much older voice:
"That was one of my direct descendants who disappeared after a large-scale war. I originally thought he was killed by Amon or Jacob, so I couldn't divine the murderer..."
Listening to the old man's slightly sad answer, Leonard suddenly spoke at a speed that surprised Pales:
"Sir, the old man said that Mobet has been dead for a long time."
"..."
"..."
After a brief moment of embarrassment, Snow probably guessed that this was what Leonard meant, and said helplessly:
"To be precise, he disappeared for a long time. Well, he was involved in a certain second-era ancient god's legacy and was only recently liberated."
Having said this, Snow's fingers lightly moved across the air, and immediately, the image of a young man appeared in the air.
"..." Leonard was silent for a moment, as if waiting for Pales to respond. After a while, he said in a slightly unaccustomed tone:
"The old man said that after he digests this demigod, he will help you unlock the treasure."
"Okay, just notify me by messenger then. By the way, ask Pales if you want to write a letter to his great-grandson or something. He always thinks that I am Amon pretending to be Amon, and he is unwilling to recite it.
The honorable name of Pales." When Snow spoke, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, but the Pales in Leonard's mind had a tone of "If I hadn't been alive, I would have regarded you as Amon."
Instructions were given.
When Leonard heard this, his expression was slightly embarrassed, but he still repeated: Bayi Chinese website
"The old man said no, just know that he is still alive. If you write to him, he will be more convinced that you are Amon..."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
