madman!
The Doomsday Party is indeed a bunch of lunatics!
At first, Winston thought James Morea was a normal person, but what he said was that he was no different from a madman!
Stealing God's throne?
Gods are called gods because they have power beyond human imagination!
From a scientific perspective, how can we use a power that humans cannot analyze at all for their own use?
Winston lit up a cigar, took two puffs, and said in a deep voice: "How do the Doomsday Party plan to steal the power of the gods?"
Of course, the Doomsday Party who planned to steal the power of the gods were a group of lunatics, but before making a conclusion, Winston still asked about their action plan.
Can James Morea surprise him?
"Your Excellency the Prime Minister finally discovered the key."
James Morea smiled slightly and took off the gold ring on his hand. This gold ring was different from ordinary gold rings. It was much thicker than ordinary rings. It was heavy in his hand and full of texture.
Under Winston's gaze, James Morea pinched both sides of the gold ring and opened the cover of the gold ring with a 'click' sound, revealing a silver needle hidden inside the ring.
"The inside of this ring is filled with a brand new energy that we extracted from extraordinary creatures, which is the so-called magic power. With it, humans can use magic without being separated from the gods!"
Winston suddenly remembered the accident that happened at Waterloo Station a few days ago. According to his understanding, the demon hunters encountered a group of very troublesome special monsters. They can't feel pain and can assimilate the bodies of humans or extraordinary creatures. The church is currently Are you researching it?
"The monster that appeared at Waterloo Station a few days ago was the work of the Doomsday Party?"
"Those were just the first batch of experiments."
James Morea said: "We have just extracted the magic power, but the stability is not good enough. Occasionally, it will run out of control. In order to solve the problem, we need to get more experimental data, so we sent out experimental products for experiments. "
"If what you say is true"
Winston glanced at the ring in James Morea's hand: "Maybe humans can really fight the gods."
"It's more than just a war! Human beings can completely overthrow the rule of gods with this power!" James Morea's eyes flashed with excitement and paranoia: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, think about it! Those monsters are just pieced together and sewn together, there is no Machines of self-awareness and pain! They will not feel fatigue, and will only execute the master's orders without regrets! If we lose one batch, we can create another batch! With them, what do gods mean?"
War machines that can be produced in unlimited quantities
Winston narrowed his eyes and looked at Rhodes IV, and found that Rhodes IV had the same expression as him, very subtle.
The purpose of James Morea's development of these monsters is, not surprisingly, to fight against the gods, but for the Kingdom of Windsor.
If such monsters could be produced in batches, wouldn't it be possible to create an army and sweep across other kingdoms?
With the help of this monster, the Kingdom of Windsor will surely be able to conquer a huge territory and become a true empire on which the sun never sets!
"These technologies were discovered by Professor Morea in London."
Rhodes IV suddenly said: "Six years ago, the Doomsday Party members discovered records about the old era in the treasure house of the Cult of Abundance. They learned that there were relics of the old era underground in many ancient cities, so they proposed Get ready to explore London’s underground with plans for the Metropolitan Underground.”
"Two years ago, after the arrival of the gods, the Doomsday Party further contacted the ancient creature sealed under the Pantheon in Rome, communicated with it, and finally reached a deal to use its power to contact the exiled Kingdom of God at the cost of releasing it. , that is, the Golden Gods, have found a way to enter the core of the ruins."
"Although the ancient creature died, we have obtained what we need. Using the protection of the metropolitan subway, we excavated the ruins hidden deep underground and obtained the core alchemy technology!"
"Yes."
James Morea nodded and said: "With the help of alchemy technology, humans have mastered the power that originally belonged only to gods!"
Rhodes IV added: "Professor Morea, or the doomsday party, they only want to overthrow the rule of gods and do not want to intervene in the battles between human kingdoms."
"It is our mission to overthrow the gods! That is an ancient inheritance! We have the blood of the hero Ataris on our bodies!" James Morea said sonorously.
"Atarius?" Winston had never heard of this name.
"Atarius is the first fire thief! It was he who stole the power of the ancient gods for mankind, created the god of faith, and left the fire of power! He is the guardian of our doomsday party members! He is also the protector of all mankind. A hero! We are proud of him and learn from him!"
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I sincerely invite you to help our doomsday party, help mankind, and take back the world that originally belonged to us!" James Morea stretched out his hand to Winston, his eyes serious: "You will become a hero of mankind! You Your name will be engraved on the merit monument and will be remembered forever!"
Winston was slightly moved. Although he did not agree immediately, he was already shaken in his heart.
He thinks that he does not have such a big plan to do something for all mankind. As the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Windsor, what he shoulders is the national destiny of the Kingdom of Windsor!
"Winston, this is also for the Kingdom of Windsor." Rhodes IV said softly: "Aren't you always dissatisfied with the behavior of the church? Now, the opportunity has come."
After a moment of silence, Winston stretched out his hand and shook it with James Morea: "I will try my best to support your research."
James Morea smiled and said: "That's great, but in addition to the necessary funds, I need your help, Prime Minister, to solve some stumbling blocks. We doomsday party members have our own dogma and will never expose our unsuspecting compatriots." Take action, so when you encounter trouble, you need to use external help.”
Hearing that the Doomsday Party members followed the rules so well, Winston was somewhat relieved and asked: "What's the trouble? Who's stopping you?"
"Recently, a mouse was investigating me, buzzing like a fly." James Morea said quietly: "His name is Diloch Holmes. Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, should have heard of his name."
"Holmes?!"
Winston's eyelids twitched. Of course he had heard of this name. It should be said that there was no one in London who didn't know the famous Mr. Holmes?
He has solved more cases than many people have eaten!
There are countless nobles who have benefited from Holmes, and there are countless policemen who have old relationships with him.
Such a prominent figure cannot be eliminated simply by getting rid of him.
"Why would Holmes investigate you, a professor of mathematics?"
"I think he must have smelled something." James Morea said helplessly: "You know, a great detective like him has a sense of smell that is more sensitive than a dog, just like a woman's terrible sixth sense. He can find some clues, not to mention he is a detective. When he sees a person, he must first imagine the person as a criminal and deduce every move!"
"Mr. Holmes is currently a distinguished guest of the church. He is very close to many important people. He has also received an invitation from the Pope to get rid of him."
"It would be best to get rid of him. If it's really difficult, just throw him to another city." James Morea said generously: "I don't insist on his death, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to die." Knowing that what we Doomsday Party members do is for mankind, I can’t tell him too much. According to dogma, we can only personally get rid of the traitors who want to stop us even though we know that the Doomsday Party is for mankind. For this kind of human Traitors, no mercy!"
"I'll find a way, give me some time."
"no problem."
James Morea picked up the wine glass: "I toast you, Your Excellency Prime Minister, welcome to join us, for the sake of mankind!"
"What? The King and the Prime Minister went to watch Miss Helena's performance at the Covent Royal Opera House tonight?"
At 9 o'clock in the evening, Ma Wei put down his pen in the study and looked up at the sudden arrival of Fat Orange.
"It's absolutely true. In order to verify the accuracy of the news, I even sneaked backstage to read the box information and found that King Rhodes IV had reserved box No. 1 for tonight."
Fat Orange said: "It's a pity that the security inside the theater is too tight, and the soundproofing of Box 1 is too good. Plus, coupled with the sound of the opera performance, I couldn't hear what was being said inside."
The structure of the theater is different from that of an ordinary house. There is only one road leading to the box. Unless magic is used, it is impossible to sneak in quietly. Moreover, the Covent Royal Opera House recently added a forbidden magic circle, which provides a higher level of prevention. Lou, Fat Orange didn't dare to act rashly, it would be bad if he was discovered.
If there were only the king and the prime minister, Ma Wei would not be so surprised. The key is that Fat Orange saw Professor James Morea walk into Box 1 after the performance started!
What's happening here?
How did Professor James Morea end up hanging out with the King and Prime Minister?
Doesn’t the king side with the church?
After learning the news, Mawei didn't even bother to draft the bill. The bill could be written at any time. The relationship between the king and James Morea was the most important issue.
Holmes has always suspected that Professor James Morea is related to the ancient god force and Mr. Butler. He has recently been investigating James Morea's life and past. If he finds tangible evidence, wouldn't it mean that
Is the king involved with the ancient gods?
The city of London is simply a pot of muddy soup, and real pocket watches are of no use here, because no matter who uses the pocket watch to guess, the final result must point to the ancient god's power, and it is impossible to give an accurate answer.
Mr. Butler, the underground laboratory, the ancient god forces, the king, the church and many other forces are intertwined. The clues are too complicated. If you want to get the truth, you can only peel off the cocoons from the massive information and deduce the truth bit by bit.
The Cat Legion has been secretly monitoring Professor James Morea for a while. I don’t know if the other party is hiding too deeply or something. In short, nothing has been discovered. Professor James Morea has a regular schedule. He goes to school every day and goes home at night. I ate, occasionally watched an opera performance, and only interacted with my colleagues, without any flaws.
Among the places visited by Professor James Morea, the only place that the Cat Legion cannot monitor is the Covent Royal Opera House!
It happened that Professor James Morea was going to see an opera performance every two days. Mavey believed that if there was a problem with Professor James Morea, then the problem must be during the time he was watching the performance!
"It seems that Holmes is right. Professor James Morea is indeed not that simple."
Ma Wei Thinker asked: "Can the power of the Cat Legion encompass the palace?"
"Recently, I am commanding an army of cats to attack the palace." Fat Orange said: "There are cats in the palace, but they are all domestic cats. Domestic cats don't have to worry about eating and drinking, especially the cats in the palace. They have dried fish and fresh beef every day. He and Can live a life like gods, and they will not betray their master easily. The first few attempts have failed."
"But this time, I have catnip. This thing is not available in the palace. Use catnip powder to seduce cats. One can get twice the result with half the effort!"
With that said, Fat Orange jumped up to the window sill: "In two days, I will capture the pampered domestic cat in the palace. By then, every move in the palace will be under the surveillance of the cat!"
"Who are you going to give this task to?"
"Of course it's Friday!" Fat Orange said in an unquestionable tone: "Only domestic cats know domestic cats best. I was a domestic cat before Friday. It understands the habits of domestic cats best and is qualified for this task!"
At midnight, Levin wandered back to Flower Street. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a pair of brown eyes lighting up in the darkness. He was immediately startled: "Brother! Why are you sitting behind the counter if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" ?”
Crack!
The flame of the kerosene lamp lit up, and Mavey asked slowly: "Did you go to the Royal Opera House to watch Miss Helena's performance tonight?"
"Yes, she has invited me several times!"
"How's it going with the witcher?"
"I asked Gina to take over for me for two days, just to change my mood." Levin yawned: "I'm so sleepy, I just went to bed if I have nothing to do. I have to get up early tomorrow."
"Don't worry, the organization has a task for you."
"organize."
Levin licked his lips. Ma Wei made it so formal. Apart from making him a little uncomfortable, there was absolutely no good thing.
Ma Wei first told Fat Orange what he had discovered tonight, and then revealed his purpose: "Professor James Morea's whereabouts are very mysterious. It is difficult for the Cat Corps to directly obtain useful information from him, so they want to obtain from him Adopted daughter, this is a difficult task for Natalia, but I think that as long as the Phantom Thief of Rose shows one-tenth of his previous skills, he can capture Miss Natalia's heart, right?"
"Brother, that's what you said."
"Okay or not, please give me a happy word!"
Do I have a choice?
Facing Ma Wei's serious gaze, Levin sighed, nodded and said, "Okay."
"louder please!"
"OK!!!"
(End of chapter)
