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Chapter 425 Cultivating Angels

A gentleman with a polite, mature temperament and extraordinary appearance.

Jon knew very well that the Aurora Club was a bunch of naughty dogs from top to bottom, so he provided a lot of valuable guidance when Klein was trying to figure out his face.

Apart from anything else, at least in terms of appearance, 'Sherlock Moriarty' can already compete with Joe a little bit.

Get on the carriage.

Klein spoke very little, and spent most of his time listening. Occasionally he spoke, and he said things that were innocuous. He was very careful and restrained.

Xio and Forsi nodded secretly.

This gentleman seems to be a well-mannered man...

Half an hour later, the back alley of the Brave Man Bar.

As night began to dawn, a group of four people stepped out of the carriage. Under the leadership of Xio and Forsi, they found the darkly lit house with familiarity.

Before entering this unofficial gathering of extraordinary people, they all put on certain disguises.

Or put on a mask, or put on a cloak.

As for the effect, I can only say that it is slightly better than nothing.

"Sherlock, this is your first time attending such a party. Remember to speak less and make fewer mistakes." Jon pretended to pat Klein on the shoulder. "As for whether you can find the initial potion formula that suits you, it just depends on luck."

Klein nodded slightly, "I know."

Xio and Forsi looked at each other.

Sherlock Moriarty doesn’t know Jon Joestar’s identity as a high-sequence Beyonder?

"Forget it, it's none of our business." Xio deliberately lowered his voice and reminded Forsi.

Forsi was lazy, but his brain was very bright, so he pretended that nothing had happened and smoothed his hair.

When everyone was ready, Miss Xianyu knocked on the door.

Seven are heavy and one is light, six are long and one is short.

After two or three seconds, the small wooden board on the door was pulled open, revealing a pair of eyes looking back and forth at Jon and others outside the door.

Then, with a "squeak" sound, the door opened, and a man dressed as a waiter silently handed out the black robe in his hand to everyone.

There was nothing to say, so Jon and the others quickly put on their robes and lowered their hat brims to let the shadows cover their faces.

The waiter took several people to the living room.

In the room, there were already more than a dozen wild Beyonders dressed in black robes sitting on chairs, either lowering their heads in thought or staring at the clock hanging on the wall.

Jon and the others also picked four empty chairs and sat down.

In the almost frozen atmosphere, time passed little by little.

The minute hand pointed to 1 o'clock, and the old man codenamed "Eye of Wisdom" coughed lightly, "The time is up, let's get started, we don't have to wait for our late friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jon chuckled and said, "Everyone, I need an extraordinary item. The level is about Sequence. The smaller the side effects, the better."

Extraordinary items at the serial level!

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Jon.

Jon acted like a normal person and added: "The size should not be too big. It is best to be used in frontal combat. Of course, money is not an issue."

hiss--

Where did this fat sheep come from?

A serial-level extraordinary item does not count as a premium, it costs at least 8,000 pounds.

8,000 pounds is enough to live a comfortable life in Backlund for a lifetime!

No one spoke.

Jon shrugged, "Well, if anyone has relevant information, I will still pay you."

At this time, a stooped man laughed hoarsely and said: "I do know about an extraordinary sequence item, but I don't know how much you can pay for it?"

"Money is not the problem, the problem is to ensure authenticity." Jon leaned back in his chair, looking like he was "not short of money."

The hunchbacked man thought for a while, asked for paper and pen, handed what he wrote to the Eye of Wisdom, and said to Jon: "This news is worth at least 00 pounds."

The old gentleman used his extraordinary items to identify the authenticity, and then nodded to Jon, "No problem."

Being able to be the host of a party, the reputation of ‘Eye of Wisdom’ is naturally very good.

Jon simply and neatly took out five large bills from his wallet and handed them to the waiter, buying the relevant information about the extraordinary sequence item.

In the corner, a handsome man hidden in a black robe stared at Jon with interest and chuckled: "Interesting..."

Transaction continues.

After Jon, Xio and Forsi also put forward their own needs.

But unfortunately, they didn't get what they wanted.

But Klein has always maintained a cautious attitude, like a bystander, always remaining silent.

Finally, after a fat pharmacist hawked the potion to no avail, he finally found an opportunity and spoke according to the previously planned words: "I need a formula for the initial potion and the corresponding extraordinary characteristics. It is best to be a reader or

The spy."

Hearing this, the handsome man's heart moved, his eyes flashed, and he easily saw through Klein's poor disguise.

After watching it for a while, he nodded secretly.

Looks passable.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Is there any other way?"

coming!

Klein has been waiting for now.

I just saw that he was just doing what he said: "Other ways?"

The handsome man, Mr. A, the real person in charge of this gathering of extraordinary people, said: "I have a secret prayer potion formula and the corresponding extraordinary materials in my hand."

Secret prayer?

Friends, you don’t want to drink this magic potion randomly!

Many people's expressions became subtle.

Xio and Forsi obviously knew what 'secret prayer' meant, and couldn't help but look at Jon. The meaning was quite obvious.

Jon scratched his eyebrows and sent a message to the two of them: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."

Ah this...

After all, they met Sherlock Moriarty not long ago, so Xio and Forsi finally gave up the idea of ​​reminding him.

Don't ask, asking means respecting the fate of others and putting aside the temptation to help others.

Klein pretended to be curious and said, "I don't know much about the Secret Prayer. Can you tell me in detail what abilities the Extraordinary people in this sequence have?"

Having said that, I'm no longer sleepy.

Mr. A slightly raised his tone and said enthusiastically: "Drinking the secret prayer potion will greatly enhance your inspiration and master rituals and magic that are difficult for ordinary people to master. If you continue to advance, you can also gain unimaginable extraordinary abilities and control the flesh, flesh and shadows."

strength."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Secret Prayer is so wild and so good.

How could Mr. A give up the opportunity to preach after finally having such a good-looking young man?

As for 'losing control easily', 'frequently hearing the ravings of the "True Creator"', and 'cognitive distortions'...

Is there such a thing?

have no idea.

never heard of that.

Klein pondered for a moment and seemed to be a little moved.

Mr. A struck while the iron was hot, "If you are interested in buying it, I can sell you the magic potion formula and extraordinary properties at a price that is 30% lower than the market price."

The ultimate must-have: 30% off!

Klein was finally defeated, "Then, it's a deal."

Great, I helped the Lord find another lost lamb~

Mr. A was very happy and handed the 'Secret Prayer' potion formula and extraordinary materials to the waiter.

Klein also paid the money honestly. The formula contains extraordinary ingredients, which is about 30 pounds.

After all, it is just an initial potion, so it is relatively cheap.

By the way, these funds are considered undercover funds and were kindly sponsored by an unnamed Mr. Jon Joestar.

The extraordinary people who knew the inside story secretly shook their heads.

Alas~

There is another madman in the world.

After purchasing the magic potion formula and extraordinary properties of the 'Secret Prayer', Klein's mission is completed.

He didn't say anything about the next transaction.

However, Jon bought another Sequence 8 level extraordinary item, which was quite generous.

The party is over.

Everyone left in batches through the secret passage in the basement.

When passing by Mr. A, the leader of the Backlund Aurora Society greeted Klein in an extremely friendly manner, "I look forward to meeting you again."

Klein twitched his lips, pretended not to know anything, and left very obediently.

After wandering around the streets and using divination to confirm that no one was following him, he secretly returned to the Joestar Manor.

But what makes Klein strange is that Jon, who left before him, did not come back.

After waiting in the study for more than forty minutes, Jon appeared.

"Where have you been?" Klein asked doubtfully.

Jon spread his hands and said, "I wanted to 'fish', but I didn't expect that those people were more vigilant than I thought."

I bet you exposed yourself deliberately at the party because you wanted to make a fortune.

Learned, learned...

No, it’s too bad!

Klein's eyes flashed, and he spread the extraordinary materials on the table, "Now that we have the magic potion formula and the extraordinary materials, what's the next step? Drink the medicine?"

"Yes, drink medicine." Jon nodded.

Hearing this, Klein's face changed and he showed an expression of 'I knew you wanted to harm me'.

Jon quickly comforted him: "Don't be nervous, you're not drinking the medicine, you have a cross, feed it."

cross……

Klein swallowed, "What do you mean?"

Jon explained: "Like the 'Creeping Hunger', the 'Black Iron Cross' also has its own consciousness and thoughts, and as a sacred object of the 'True Creator', it can accommodate more extraordinary characteristics than the human body.

Sequence 9 potions can only be considered as drizzle."

After listening, Klein sighed, "In that case, you make the potion and I'll get the cross."

Where to get it?

Of course it is taken from above the gray fog.

It's just that I can't tell Jon Joestar about this.

Jon didn't refuse and dug out the crucible in the study.

Taking this opportunity, Klein ran to the bathroom, used ritual magic to bestow it on himself, and took down the box that could isolate spirituality from the gray mist.

By the time he returned to the study, Jon's potion was almost done.

Looking at the black potion churning up and down in the pot, Klein swallowed nervously and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Just throw the cross in." Jon said calmly, "Don't worry, it will be fine."

Klein knew that the 'Black Iron Cross' was definitely not simple, but due to the current low level, he was unable to fully understand the truth, so he could only do what Jon said for the time being.

Holding the chain, he soaked the 'black iron cross' in the pot.

Buzz——

The cross trembled slightly, and the figure hanging upside down on it suddenly opened its mouth and drank the potion in large gulps.

Seeing this, Klein was so frightened that he almost threw the cross.

"Klain." Suddenly, Jon said.

Klein pretended to be calm, "What for?"

"Do you know the King of Angels?" Jon asked.

"I know a little bit..." Klein answered ambiguously.

"Then you must know the legend of the 'Dark Angel'." Jon patted Klein on the shoulder, his tone full of meaning, "Now you understand how good I am to you."

Klein:???

Dark Angel.

What the hell?

He only knows Amon and Ourolius.

The ‘Dark Angel’ is also the angel beside the ‘Primary Creator’?

Too many questions surround Klein's mind.

At this moment, the 'black iron cross' that had absorbed the secret prayer potion trembled slightly, and the figures on it gradually solidified, and the unclear face gained an inexplicable charm.

Jon said: "This cross is equivalent to your second identity, stimulating the power above will give you the extraordinary ability of 'listener', and this power is not static, but can be upgraded.

But the side effects are quite obvious, that is, you have to be bound to it all the time.”

Klein remained silent.

Jon comforted: "Actually, it's nothing. When you need it, it will be your vest. When the time comes, it can even become your marionette. Don't doubt it, this is a pure 'goodwill'."

After hearing this, Klein asked tentatively, "The man hanging upside down on the cross is a 'dark angel'?"

"Not the old 'Dark Angel', but the new 'Dark Angel'." Jon answered truthfully.

He spread his hands and said, "Secretly controlling an angel is a rare opportunity for an extraordinary person like you."

Haha, I would rather not have this opportunity.

The word "coward" comes first.

After learning part of the truth, Klein felt like he had fallen into a big pit and was unable to climb out no matter how hard he climbed.

No wonder 'Creepy Hungry' is so honest, he would rather choose himself than Alger...

But then I thought about it.

My vest has never fallen off.

Jon Joestar probably didn't mean to harm anyone when he gave the 'Black Iron Cross' to himself. Just like what the other party said, it was a pure "goodwill".

The main thing is that I am not a "secret scroller", not protected by a big boss, but a small sequence 8 that is so real that it can no longer be real.

What's the point of carrying an angel with you?

"Anyway, use your new identity to keep climbing up. The Aurora Society are all anti-social lunatics, and it wouldn't be a pity to kill them." Jon smiled, "As for me, I will organize a new expedition to find that person recently.

A sequence of extraordinary items.”

Klein blinked, "Huh? Didn't you say that you want to give Mr. Wilson an extraordinary item with the characteristics of a 'shepherd'?"

"I don't know how many years it will take for you to kill Mr. A. I can afford to wait, but can Alger afford to wait?" Jon looked a little helpless, "Kleon, Sequence 8 is still too low, you have to hurry up.

Get promoted."

"I...this...okay." Klein had mixed feelings in his heart.

In the end, I could only sigh and bring up a bitter smile.

You can predict your fate, but you feel helpless about it, covering up all your sadness, confusion and frustration with a smile.

At this moment, Klein understood what a ‘clown’ was.


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