The night sky was as dark as ink.
In the blink of an eye, Dean came to the line of defense of the Holy Church. Relying on thermal vision, he easily avoided all the hidden sentries and smoothly came to the giant wall. Whoosh, he spread his wings and flew straight to the giant wall.
The ground on the giant wall had accumulated a thick layer of dust and snow. It was obvious that no one had set foot on it for a long time.
"There are people patrolling the giant wall in the inner wall. There is no trace of human scent on the giant wall. It should be expected that no one in the outer wall can climb the giant wall." Dean thought as he ran: "It means that there are people in the inner wall who can climb over the giant wall and sneak in from outside the wall."
Dean narrowed his eyes but there was no fear in his heart.
After a moment he found the entrance. He looked down from the sky and saw sparse red dots in the wilderness outside the giant wall. They looked like fireflies in the night sky but they were scarlet in color.
Dean glanced and saw a simple shack not far from the giant wall passage. There was a person lying in it. It was Sergei.
Whoosh!
Dean flew over.
In the blink of an eye, he landed on the grass outside the shack.
The figure who was hiding in the shack sat up as he heard the movement. He made a grabbing action as if he had picked up a weapon. He rushed to the door of the shack and peeked out.
"Young, young master?" Sergei was stunned as he saw Dudian.
Dean folded his wings and walked over: "Where is the body of the monster?"
Sergei was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect Dean to come out of the giant wall without showing his face. He quickly replied: "I didn't expect you to come so fast. I haven't moved those things yet."
Dean frowned.
Sergei didn't dare to say anything as he saw that Dean was unhappy. He diligently led the way: "I'll take you there now." He turned around and ran away. He was afraid that Dean would blame him.
Dean didn't say anything as he didn't have the bad habit of blaming people. He easily followed Sergei and found the body of splitter.
After so many days, Splitter's corpse exuded a faint rancid smell. Fortunately, the current season was the extremely low temperature of the black snow season. The ground was covered with frost, which froze its corpse and prevented it from completely rotting.
Dean jumped down and looked for a moment. He chose two of the sharpest forelimbs and cut them off. He went back to the ground and said to Sergei: "Cut the body as soon as possible and freeze it with black snow. Find a place to store it. Don't let it rot."
Sergei scratched his head: "Do you want to cut it into pieces?"
"All of them." Dean replied: "Including the flesh."
Sergei wryly smiled. This was not an easy task: "Its flesh and blood can't be eaten. So many days have passed. I don't know how many parasites and germs have grown inside. What's the use of keeping it?"
Sergei glanced at him: "You can't eat the flesh of the monster. Do you understand?"
Sergei woke up and wanted to slap his head. He was a senior hunter. How could he forget about this? He immediately said: "I know. However, this thing's body can only be preserved until this season. Once the black snow season is over, it will rot."
"You don't have to worry about it. I have a way to continue freezing it." Dean said indifferently. He turned back with two sharp limbs that were more than ten meters long. These two limbs looked thin, but they were not light. Each of them weighed at least a thousand pounds, as if they were made of lead and iron. Fortunately, with his current physique, this weight was nothing, and he could easily lift them.
Dean put the two limbs aside and looked at Sergei: "Do you have a rope?"
"Yes." Sergei quickly took out a bundle of rope from the shack.
Dean spread his wings and flew straight to the giant wall.
Sergei's pupils shrank as he stared at the scene. He finally understood how Dean sneaked out of the inner wall. He had a pair of wings. No wonder he could quietly come out of the giant wall.
Looking at Dean flying to the giant wall in the blink of an eye, he was excited. Flying had always been the ability of gods. He didn't expect that Dean, as a mortal, could also have this ability. Obviously, this was the magic mark ability of the big guy!
"Rare magic marks don't have such ability. It must be a legendary magic mark! He said that he didn't absorb it. He is too cunning! "Sergei was secretly envious.
Dean landed on the giant wall. He untied the rope and tied it to the edge of the giant wall. He flew down and landed in front of Sergei: "You will temporarily live outside the giant wall. If there is any urgent matter then you can sneak back directly from the giant wall." Sergei nodded as he looked at Sergei.
"After you get to the giant wall, go to the corner and go straight along the edge of the giant wall. There is too much radiation near the giant wall so no one from the Holy Church is stationed there. As for how to cross the golden wall, you will have to rely on yourself."
Sergei's eyes lit up as he looked at the rope that was dozens of meters high. He was excited. He didn't expect that one day he would be able to climb the giant wall and see the scenery above.
"So we don't have to stay in the holy house for a week. That's great." Sergei grinned.
Dean nodded slightly. Although there were people from the 9th region in the holy house and the Holy Church who could use their privileges to let Sergei go back, but it was easy to expose his identity.
"I'll go back first. Pay attention to yourself." Dean bent down and picked up the two blade-like limbs from the ground. He spread his wings and flew up at an extremely fast speed. The two blade-like limbs that weighed a thousand pounds did not affect his flying speed at all. It could be seen how strong the seemingly thin wings were. If he was in a group melee, this pair of wings could be used as a sharp blade to kill the enemy.
Whoosh!
Dean quickly ran after he landed on the giant wall.
After more than an hour Dean quietly sneaked back to the commercial district. He hid the two limbs in the house of an ordinary resident. There were three people in the house. Two couples and a sixteen or seventeen year old daughter were sleeping in separate rooms. He knocked them out before they could open their eyes. He tied them up in the cellar of their house and stuffed their mouths to prevent them from waking up and shouting.
Dean returned to the headquarters of the 9th region after he had hidden the sharp limbs.
It was around two o 'clock in the morning, but the headquarters of the 9th district was still very lively. There were many elites of the 9th district in the square, collecting and trading high-grade items. Those who could come here were at least three-star alchemists. Of course, there were also some big shots who brought their students here to broaden their horizons and broaden their horizons.
Dean returned to the square and went straight to the headquarters.
Suddenly he smelled a familiar smell in the air.
Lin Yun's footsteps paused and he turned around. He saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a hood picking alchemy materials in front of a stall. Behind him was a slender and elegant girl wearing an owl mask. That familiar scent was coming from her.
"Nightingale?" Dean was startled as he didn't expect to see his old acquaintance here.
"Greetings, elder!"
"Greetings, elder!"
Some people were shocked when they saw Dean's face. They respectfully saluted as they saw that Dean didn't respond. They turned around and continued to stroll.
Dean thought for a moment and walked towards Nightingale.
The stall owner who was recommending alchemy materials to the middle-aged man felt that someone was coming. He looked up and was shocked. He quickly got up and saluted: "Greetings, elder!"
The middle-aged man was startled as he heard Dean's words. He turned around and saw Dean's face. He quickly bowed: "Greetings, elder."
Nightingale who was standing next to him quickly saluted as she saw the teacher's action. She was surprised as she didn't expect the elder of the 9th region to be so young. It seemed that he was only in his twenties.
Dean saw that she was as smart as ever. He was silent for a moment and said to the middle-aged man: "Your student is very good."
The middle-aged man was stunned.
Nightingale was stunned, and then she was overjoyed. She had heard her teacher talk about the status of the elder, but she didn't expect to win the elder's favor at their first meeting. Just based on this sentence, she knew that she would receive many benefits in the future, and she would also become famous in her small circle!
Dean turned and left. He didn't miss her anymore.
The three of them reacted after Dean left. Nightingale was overjoyed as she looked at the middle-aged man: "Teacher, he praised me just now!"
The black-robed middle-aged man hurriedly shushed him and said, "Lower your voice. You have to call him Elder."
Nightingale curiously said: "Teacher, the elder of our 9th region is so young. He doesn't look more than twenty-five years old. He is amazing!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Wait until we go back." The middle-aged man shouted.
Nightingale saw that the middle-aged man was strict but didn't dare to say anything.
The stall owner at the side saw her confused look, smiled, and said, "Little girl, you might not know this, but the councilors and elders all have ways to maintain their youthful looks. Don't be fooled by the fact that the elder looks like he's in his twenties, he might actually be older than your grandfather."
Nightingale was startled and said, "Are you serious?"
The middle-aged man frowned. He wanted to scold her but held back.
"You will know when you go back and ask your teacher." The stall owner smiled and said, "The elder is very knowledgeable and has extraordinary methods. How could a twenty year old brat do that? You know too little."
Nightingale exclaimed in her heart: "Thank you for telling me this."
"It's nothing." The stall owner smiled and said, "Although I don't know how Lord Elder saw that you're not bad, but since you've received Lord Elder's appreciation, your future is boundless. You might even be stronger than your teacher. If you're promoted in the future, please take care of my business."
Nightingale sweetly said: "I will. But my teacher is very powerful. I won't be able to learn his knowledge in a lifetime."
The middle-aged man's face eased a bit as he heard this. There was a trace of gratification in his smile.
The stall owner smiled, not taking it to heart.
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Dean met Hawkeye as he came to the second floor of the hall. He immediately said: "You are here. Come with me."
"Yes." Hawkeye quietly looked at Dudian's night clothes and immediately followed.
Back to the office, Dean wrote down an address and gave it to him: "Go to this place and bring back two things. It's a monster's body. It's about ten meters long. Be sure to send it here safely."
Hawkeye was startled: "Yes." He took the note and respectfully excused himself.
Dean put on his alchemy clothes after Hawkeye left. It was the professional clothes of a five-star alchemist. It could block most of the radiation from alchemy materials. It could even resist the radiation from outside the giant wall. The cost was extremely expensive.
He returned to the alchemy room after putting on the new clothes. He continued to work on his new invention.
This time the new invention was different from the past. The project was huge and he could only make it by himself. Although the technical content of some of the parts wasn't high and could be completed by other alchemists, but it was easy to leak the information to the Pope and the Monastery. Therefore he had to rely on himself to complete this huge project bit by bit. Although the time needed was much longer than before. It would take at least a few months but it was safer and more confidential.
This new invention wasn't aimed at the Monastery or the Pope. It was a gift to the entire inner wall.
Therefore he couldn't afford to lose.
Time passed unknowingly. Dean dragged his tired body out of the alchemy room and went back to the office. Neuss had already prepared breakfast for him.
Dean felt refreshed after breakfast. He called Hawkeye: "Did you get the things from yesterday?"
"Yes." Hawkeye respectfully replied: "Do you want it now?"
Dean waved his hand: "You don't have to give it to me. Go and hire a few master craftsmen to transform this thing. Add a handle to it and cast it into two weapons. Remember, don't modify the characteristics of this thing. It is sharp enough."
"Yes." Hawkeye respectfully replied. He had already guessed Dean's purpose when he saw the two monster's limbs. If it was him he would also choose to cast it into his own weapon. Hawkeye had seen the terrifying sharpness of the two monster's limbs. It was just a slight jolt of the wheels and the edge of the monster's limbs hit the iron rod. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that it could cut through iron like mud.
If he hadn't tested the hardness of the monster's limbs then he would have asked the master craftsmen to cut corners and leave some for himself. Even if it was only a small part, it could be combined into his own weapon to increase the lethality.
Dean took out a piece of paper and pen after Hawkeye left. He drew the shape of the weapon and handed it to Neuss: "You go and look at it. Tell the master craftsmen to make it according to this style."
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