However, he chose to invest his limited funds in the unstable slums of the West End, sometimes even using his own salary.
Although it was a very difficult process, it also brought Grace's prestige to its peak.
After confirming the number of people, Master Morton returned the following evening and handed the talismans to everyone.
"Remember, put the talisman in the pocket of your chest clothing, and don't get it wet. It might save your life in a critical moment."
Master Morton gave his instructions, watching as the police officers changed into civilian clothes and disappeared into the night.
Master Morton turned to Yang Cheng and said, "Mr. Yang, let's get moving too. Hopefully, none of these young men will be injured."
Yang Cheng nodded and followed Master Morton to some high-rise buildings, where they began to monitor the West District from two directions.
Of course, they are not gods and cannot teleport. They can only hope that these police officers can hold out for a long time.
Hughes was wearing a black trench coat and a newsboy cap. He had his hands inside his clothes as if to keep warm, but in reality, he was gripping a pistol tightly.
At the same time, the pistol was also fitted with silver bullets engraved with runes.
Although he was facing an unknown entity, Hughes wasn't really nervous.
He was someone who had sealed away the gods alongside Yang Cheng and had faced the terrifying monsters in the Tzu Chi Private Hospital, so he didn't think he would be afraid of anything.
The street was deserted, with only the sound of Hughes's footsteps echoing on the cobblestones.
There were few lights around, only the faint moonlight shining down, making it barely visible.
There are streetlights in the West District, but only on the two main roads, and half of them are broken.
Hughes walked aimlessly forward, but his mind was on edge.
Despite his vigilance, he was completely unaware that a huge black shadow had somehow leaped down from mid-air behind him, silently and almost instantly reaching the top of his head, extending its sharp mouthparts to stab at the back of his head.
In that instant, Hughes was suddenly struck by a blinding light, which caused the thing behind him to let out a scream.
Hughes turned around and immediately gasped.
What was behind him was absolutely terrifying.
The creature's body resembled a large mosquito, with a sharp mouthpart on its head. The part near the head was as thick as a spear, while the end was as thin as a microneedle.
But the other party had bat wings, with a wingspan of two or three meters, and it glided silently.
Hughes, disregarding his horror, pulled out his revolver and fired repeatedly at the monster, but the silver bullets bounced off, clearly indicating limited power.
Just as Hughes was in despair, Yang Cheng's figure fell from mid-air, his bloodthirsty power soaring into the sky, and he slapped the monster directly to the ground.
"This guy is disgusting."
Yang Cheng underestimated it.
Hughes said with lingering fear, "This monster has been quietly approaching me, and I didn't even notice it."
"If it weren't for Master Morton's spell, I would have been in real trouble this time."
Gunshots were already being heard over here, and Master Morton, Grace, and others rushed over.
Upon seeing the appearance of that thing, Grace suddenly realized why they couldn't find any wounds on the corpse.
Such sharp and tiny mouthparts are used to suck blood. When they are pulled out, they leave a small black dot on the body, which is not noticeable without careful inspection.
Yang Cheng looked at Master Morton and asked, "What is this thing? A monster?"
Master Morton looked at the monster that was a combination of mosquitoes and bats, frowned and said, "It's not a monster. No wonder I didn't sense any supernatural power."
This is an alchemically synthesized beast. Although its level isn't high, the alchemist who created it is quite powerful.
Alchemists are required to register with the Alchemists' Guild, and the fact that the investigation had reached him made Master Morton feel uneasy.
"Since it's an alchemically synthesized beast, there must be other alchemists behind it. How can we uncover the master behind this thing?"
Although Master Morton suspected that an alchemist was behind it, he did not show any intention of protecting him.
With so many people in the Alchemist Guild, some of whom he didn't even know, how could he possibly protect them?
I just feel that the other party's behavior is a disgrace to the profession of alchemist.
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