There's still a black-robed man to deal with.

Throwing Otunma's soul into the blood-colored space, Jiang He set his eyes on the black robe.

"Decompose...... Huh? ”

When Jiang He's gaze fell on the black-robed man, a message appeared in front of him.

"Transcendent Item: Alchemical Creatures. ”

"Rank: Transcendent Second Order. ”

"Description: The human body is a mixture of mechanical and electronic parts, and the alchemical product is made in an alchemical way. ”

It's an alchemy creature?

No wonder the aura is weird and weird, no wonder I can't tell the difference between his strength and weakness.

Merely...... Refined from a human body?

Jiang He remembered a taboo in alchemy-"human body refining". 、

Linked to the containers he saw at the port, Jiang He couldn't help but feel a deep chill.

It's a part of Africa where you don't know how many people die every year when you fight a war. Not to mention the missing.

If man becomes a material, this part of Africa is indeed rich in material.

"Dismantle alchemical creatures and extract souls. ”

As soon as the thought moved, two rays of light burst out from the blood-colored vertical eyes, sweeping on the alchemy creatures, and the flesh and blood, as well as the various mechanical and electronic parts inside, instantly decomposed.

"Upgrade your alchemy. ”

Since it is an alchemy creature, the extracted alchemy technology is just used to upgrade Jiang He's alchemy.

In an instant, the alchemical creature dissipated without a trace. Jiang He's alchemy was promoted to the second level of transcendental.

All that's left is a mass of souls.

The souls of alchemical creatures are obviously much smaller than those of ordinary people.

Jiang He directly smashed a "soul torture" and asked the soul of the alchemy creature: "Where is your lair? Who made you?"

No relevant memory information was found, so I couldn't answer. ”

The stiff voice of the alchemic creature was like that of a robot.

"Okay. ”

Jiang He shook his head helplessly, "What a poor guy." ”

With a wave of his hand, he threw the soul of the alchemy creature back into the blood-colored space, and Jiang He didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Jiang He's purpose in coming here is to find his mother's grave, and other things...... Have a bird relationship with Jiang He?

"Sheriff Glenn Conley, where is your grave?"

Jiang He took out his laptop and tapped on the keyboard with both hands, searching for information about Sheriff Glenn Conley.

After a few moments, Jiang He found the information he needed.

Half a year ago, Sheriff Glenn Conley was attacked in a case and was shot dead on the spot. Buried in ...... Mombasa Old Town Cemetery.

Mombasa Old Town is completely different from the modern city of Mombasa New Town.

Old city walls, dilapidated houses, and old forts and dilapidated ports left by the colonists of the past. There are traces of history everywhere.

Of course, for the poor living in the old city, history is a bird!

"Gundam, turn to the Mombasa Old Town Cemetery. ”

The current Gundam is just an off-road vehicle, not a high-end sports car, otherwise, Jiang He would not dare to let the Gundam enter the old city.

Unless Jiang He intends to slaughter the city, it is best not to appear to be particularly rich in the old city.

You'll never wonder what people on the brink of starvation will do to you.

After entering the old city, Jiang He saw that few of the hungry and skinny poor people on the roadside were dark-skinned, but there was a curry smell everywhere.

Of course, Jiang He was not interested in the origins of these people.

took a rifle and stuck out of the car window, and the curry with a fierce face on the side of the road,

Suddenly, the birds and beasts scattered.

Gundam followed the navigation and soon came to the cemetery in the old town.

According to sources, this cemetery can be traced back to the Ottoman era. This is the cemetery built here by the Ottomans.

Later, the Grape Duck people came, the West Tooth people came, the Arapo people came, the Eagle people came, the Fa people came, well...... Zheng He also came.

As for those curries...... It was a slave brought by the British.

Jiang He got into the car under the cemetery and asked Xia Yu to sit in the car with a rifle.

Of course, this is not to defend himself with a rifle, but Jiang He has good intentions and does not want to slaughter the city here.

Besides, it is inconvenient for Xia Yu to see the matter of summoning the undead.

According to the information searched, Jiang Ha searched everywhere in this ancient cemetery, and soon found the tombstone of Sheriff Glane Conley.

"As a sheriff in a new town, I really don't know why you're buried here. ”

Jiang He walked to the tombstone, looked at the words on the tombstone, sighed and shook his head, "Aren't you worried that your children will be killed by those poor people when they come to sweep your tomb?"

Of course, this has nothing to do with Jiang He.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Jiang He walked to the tombstone, churning with a strong death power in his hand.

"Death is not the end, Glen Conley. ”

With a slap of his hand, the force of death slammed into Glyan Conley's grave.

"Come out, lost souls. Your master, you are needed!"

The wind howled, and the fallen leaves piled up around the grave flew in all directions.

In Jiang He's eyes, a translucent ghost of the dead floated out of the grave.

"Hats off, great hosts. ”

The ghost of the dead floated in front of Jiang He and saluted Jiang He respectfully.

"Glen Conley, I have one thing to ask you. ”

Jiang He didn't bother to talk nonsense with the undead, and asked Glen Conley directly: "The Chinese people who built the port back then." A man named Jon Jan Conn, his wife died. Do you remember?"

"Jon Jean Conn ......"

The undead seemed to be recalling, and after a moment, they replied, "Yes." I remember that guy. A very honest man, his wife is beautiful. What's the name, by the way, her name is Da Smir. ”

"That's it!"

Jiang He waved his hand impatiently, "Now, tell me, where is the grave of this woman named Da Simir?"

Da Si Ming, it is enough to be called "Da Simir" by foreigners.

"Da Smir's grave? I want to think about ......"

The undead pounded their heads, as if trying to remember.

"Ahh

After thinking for a moment, the undead suddenly cried out, "Yes! I'm with Jon Jen Conn and bury her here. ”

Hearing this answer, Jiang He's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is it? Which tomb is it?"

"In ...... Over there. ”

The undead suddenly rushed out and floated around the cemetery.

Jiang He hurriedly followed the undead and chased after him.

Moments later, the undead stopped in front of a granite tombstone.

"Here!

The undead pointed to the tomb and shouted at Jiang He.

"Is this it?"

Jiang He looked at the humble tomb in front of him, and his heart suddenly ached.

He had never seen his mother in person.

But, from his father's mouth, he already knew that his mother was a great mother. In order to give birth to him, he did not hesitate to exhaust his own life.

"Mom, are you sleeping here?"

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