"So, where is my signature seven-point cooked steak? Where is my sugar-less cappuccino?" Duanmu Qingyu said with a strange expression at the two unknown objects in front of her.

Ji Qianming opened the packaging for him and explained happily: "I specially asked him to fry the beef into 70% cooked rice. Don't worry, there is absolutely no spicy! And this, this coffee bag comes with white sugar, you can add as much as you want!"

Duanmu Qingyu:...

"Where did you get these? Do the British also eat pork patties with scallion sauce?" Duanmu Qingyu couldn't help but complain.

Ji Qianming raised his eyebrows, "Next to the Western Restaurant is a Chinese restaurant, haven't you noticed it?"

Duanmu Qingyu rolled her eyes and took a bite of the cake hard, as if he wasn't biting the cake, but Ji Qianming's conscience.

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Da, da, da...

The sound of footsteps echoed in the deep underground. Adolf looked cold and walked down the spiraled stone steps step by step. He held the white staff tightly in his hand, and his whole body was like a sleeping beast, gradually awakening.

I don't know how long I walked, a dark underground prison appeared in front of him. Standing at the door of the prison, Adolf could clearly hear the screams and insults coming from inside, but his expression did not change at all, just like those were just buzzing flies.

This is Adam's secret prison, specially used to detain practitioners and evil abilities in the divine realm.

Adolf stopped in front of a metal door, opened the door and walked in. The room was different from the outside. It was more like a morgue than a prison. There was a female body in the middle of the room, and a middle-aged man with a cold face stood next to it.

"Principal." Adolf from the middle-aged man walked in and said respectfully.

Adolf nodded, "Marshall, how are you?"

Marshall hesitated for a moment and said, "You'd better see it yourself."

As he said that, he reached out to the back of "Emily", where there was a raised piece of skin that could not be noticed without looking carefully. Marshall pinched the skin with two fingers and slowly tore it apart. The body was like a coat, peeling off the entire skin directly.

"Emily" who had her skin instantly turned into another completely strange woman. Seeing this strange scene, Adolf's brow frowned slightly.

"This is a method of disguise that I have never seen before. It is made of real human skin. There seem to be some mysterious patterns inside to keep the skin fresh. After wearing it, it is exactly the same as a normal person, and there is no clue at all." Marshall handed the skin in his hand to Adolf.

Adolf narrowed his eyes and observed carefully for a while. There was indeed some silver texture inside, and there was a slight flowing light. The blood and blue veins on the surface of the skin were clearly visible, and the touch in his hands was completely no different from that of normal skin.

"What do you think?" Adolf asked.

"It is definitely not taken down from the real Emily, it is more like something made by artificial synthesis and testing Emily's physical data. This kind of workmanship and unique performance cannot be made with the current technical means of the earth, nor does it look like the work of the abilities, so I guess it may come from the God Realm." Marshall did not keep it at all, and directly expressed his inferences.

Adolf's silence was a little more gloomy. How could an evil power organization in the British folk organization have items from the divine realm? And it was such a special prop for Adam?

"It seems that the water in the Dark Church is much deeper than we think." Adolf pondered for a few seconds and spoke hoarsely, "Go and take out the 'Venus whisper' and let me see what the Dark Church wants to do."

Marshall was stunned, his face full of surprise, "Principal, are you going to use that holy relic?"

Adolf nodded, "I have a premonition that the Dark Church is definitely not as simple as it seems. There is absolutely no waste to sacrifice the number of uses of the holy relics for this."

Seeing Adolf's expression firm, Marshall nodded and walked towards the collection room with Adolf.

Adam's collection room is a place to store precious objects. Each item inside has some magical power. It can be said that it is the foundation accumulated by the Adam Academy over the past thousand years, and each of them has immeasurable value.

The two of them walked through layers of guarding, verified their identities again and again, and finally walked into this small and ancient room.

The room is not big, about the size of a basketball court, nine transparent display cabinets are surrounded by semicircles, marked with numbers from 1 to 9, among which the display cabinets 3, 5, 7 and 9 are empty, and the things placed in other display cabinets are all strange. For example, there is a hand bone in the display cabinet No. 1, and there is a crystal ball in Asgard in the display cabinet No. 4.

The two walked straight to the display cabinet No. 6, with half of their tongue inside. They had been stored in it for hundreds of years, but they were still extremely bright red and looked extremely strange.

The Relic of Saint No. 6, the whisper of Venus.

Marshall brought up a pair of white gloves and carefully took out the half of his tongue, which lay quietly in his palm, like a dead object. Adolf took out a small metal box from under the display cabinet and opened the lid, and Marshall put "Venus' Whisper" into it.

"This holy relic has not been used for more than two hundred years. The last time it was used was when the Four Gods Generals invaded Adam. Now it only has four opportunities to use it, and after it is used up, it will become an ordinary thing." Adolf looked at the half of the tongue in the box, and seemed a little distressed.

Marshall smiled bitterly and held the box containing the "Venus' Whisper" in his arms, as if he was afraid of being stolen. The two returned along the same path and came to the "Hidden"'s body again.

Adolf solemnly took out half of the tongue from the box and put it in the mouth of the "Hidden". The moment it touched the tongue of the "Hidden", it seemed to melt, blending with her own tongue, and was extremely bright red.

Marshall watched this scene with his own eyes widened, afraid of missing a trace of detail, and nodded at Adolf after seeing the two completely merged.

Adolf hesitated for a moment and asked the first question.

“Does the members of the Dark Church have anything to do with the God Realm?”

After the words fell, the whole room fell into death silence. Adolf and Marshall both held their breath and did not even dare to breathe.

One second, two seconds... Just when Marshall thought this holy relic was broken, a crisp and pleasant voice came from the body of the "Hidden".
Chapter completed!