Conspiracy

The turbid wind blew across the wasteland, bringing with it a strong smell of pollution. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard for anyone to imagine that there was such gorgeous and lush vegetation deep in the fog. The lush sea of ​​flowers bloomed all over the mountains, creating an almost dreamlike wonderland. The rich fragrance seduced the senses, and no one could resist it.

Under the bright flowers, countless rotten and bloated corpses can be vaguely seen between the vine roots. They are endowed with extraordinary activity, and even though they are rotten, they are still alive, providing sufficient nutrients for this sea of ​​flowers.

The fox walking through the sea of ​​flowers carefully observed its surroundings with its eleven eyes, and jumped out quickly after confirming that there was no danger. However, it was bitten in mid-air. The snake with three mouths bit its body madly, and swallowed it with satisfaction until the prey was torn into three parts. The half of the fox's head that fell to the ground squirmed and slowly grew new tender flesh, repairing the beast's broken body.

Further down, buried deep in the earth is an underground bunker that is as dense as an insect nest. Researchers in black robes are transported up and down by giant flowers, as if they are riding a biological elevator, and they walk hurriedly in the corridor.

Mason would be surprised if he saw it. The decoration and structure of this base are very similar to Margarita's laboratory. Or, this is one of the important bases left by Margarita.

But now, it has changed its owner.

"How are you and your brother doing lately?"

The chairman of the parliament was just like a normal teacher chatting with a student. From the outside, there was nothing unusual. Ai Bo followed beside him, and his docile appearance was enough to surprise everyone who saw him.

"He's a nice guy, but he likes to get mad at me. He seemed very unhappy with my assertiveness."

"It's my fault. Eamon has always loved you. If we didn't need a cover-up, there would be no need to reveal your identity."

"It's my honor to help you, teacher. I will teach Eamon well. He is a good boy, but he just can't change his ways. When he realizes how envied he is now, I think he will understand my good intentions."

During the conversation, the two stopped in front of a laboratory.

Ai Bo swiped open the door of the laboratory, and the dark green light shone in his eyes, reflecting a mysterious scene.

There are green sacs of various sizes scattered on the walls and the ground. The translucent sac walls are filled with liquid, and many figures are curled up inside.

They were men and women, young and old. Many of them were bloodlines who had previously made an agreement with the Speaker to follow him and leave Partington. Now everyone had mutated limbs, and at first glance it looked like a mutant nest.

Mysterious, profound, and weird.

The researcher reported without hesitation: "All of these experiments have entered the second stage. The nutrient solution and surgical techniques studied by Margarita are very effective. The success rate of advanced mutants has greatly increased to 40%, and it will be even higher in the future."

The chairman of the parliament shook his head: "Not enough, I hope that the success rate of mutation surgery for bloodline people can reach more than 90%, and the success rate for ordinary people can reach 60%."

The other party's face turned pale. This data was almost a threat to their lives. If the mutation surgery was so easy to succeed, Margarita would not have spent decades of dedicated research.

The worms in their brains moved slightly, and the researchers bowed their heads in unison: "Yes, everything will be done according to your will."

Aibo glanced at them and said, "They still don't understand how noble what you are doing is. It concerns the future of mankind."

The Speaker of the Parliament shook his head, his eyes were extremely far-reaching. "You are exaggerating. This is not a great cause, but a sacrifice. A new impact is coming. The only way out for mankind is to complete evolution as soon as possible and integrate into this era. For this, it is worth it even if many people die. Everything is for...preserving the fire."

"...Teacher, when you went to the Black Mist to rescue me from the [Queen of Insects], you met the Mian Shang. What did the Mian Shang say to you?"

Except for Aibo, no one knew that the first counterattack plan against the black fog had failed. He led a team deep into the black fog. When the Speaker of the Parliament went to rescue them personally, in addition to the [Queen of Insects] who trapped them, there was another person on the scene.

Black mist gathered around him, weaving a hazy robe. He looked at the two of them and the unconscious team members with a half-smile, but did not kill them.

He asked with interest, "Are you the chairman of the human parliament?"

The Speaker of the Council stood in front of the Black Mist Team and asked calmly, "Are you the [Monster Lord]?"

"Few humans dare to address me by my name. You are an interesting fellow. I know what you want to do, to train the strongest to serve as a shield for humanity. Haha... just like those gods, neither you nor the church can get rid of those idiots."

The calm voice reached their ears, with a chill that penetrated the president's body and mind. The Monster Lord said nonchalantly: "Unfortunately, this path is not feasible. If you were given another thousand years, it might still be possible, but humans don't even have twenty years left."

The chairman of the parliament asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

Before Aibo could listen more, the Monster Lord glanced at him and he fainted.

When he woke up, the chairman of the council had already led them out of the black fog and kept his mouth shut about what he said to the Monster Lord. But his subsequent actions all showed that the words of the Monster Lord that day had a far-reaching impact.

Facing Ai Bo's confusion, the Speaker of Parliament lowered his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The Dark Mist Era is just the beginning, not the end."

"...Just the beginning?"

"Yes. After you fell into a coma, the Crown showed me a future that belonged to humanity. I saw the rise of species belonging to this era. Monsters became increasingly powerful, possessed wisdom, and raised humans as livestock. Pollution weakened humans, but it was a paradise for monsters. As one thing grew, the other grew, and generations of humans degenerated and became real animals. Humans, who had lost their heritage and thoughts, were completely extinct."

"There is only one way to change all this, and that is to transform the human body and adapt it to this era. Only those who become chess players are qualified to control the direction of their destiny. If we have hundreds of years, we can indeed explore a career path that belongs to humans, just like the magicians and knights in the past. But we no longer have time."

The Speaker's eyes were gloomy.

"Within three years, a new wave of pollution will arrive, and the pollution concentration of the entire world will rise to a new height. Human survival is already difficult enough, and it is impossible for humans to adapt to such an environment. Neither the association nor the church will agree with this approach, so in order to preserve the fire, I have no choice but to do this."

Ai Bo was a little disappointed. "It turns out to be just a small matter. It's useful to have a teacher like this."

"I know you have no interest in the life and death of humans, but I'm glad you're here with me, Abbott."

The president of the council smiled at him and held out his hand. The emerald-eyed young man looked up at him, gazing at the light that only he could see.

Fiery, dazzling, burning, and never quenched.

Regardless of justice or evil, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal. He is genuinely fascinated by this obsession.

Ai Bo smiled happily and placed his hand on the other's palm.

"Of course, please use me as you wish, Master. I am so happy to see the end of this path, whether it is glorious or devastating."

......

Meanwhile, West.

The team organized by the Luo family finally set off.

Although the Partington Incident has caused chaos within the human camp, and the disappearance of the Speaker of the Council has deepened the anxiety. However, these things mainly affect the bloodline. As ordinary people, most people only need to think about three meals a day and how to survive today. What happens to the upper class is not a problem they will think about at all.

The teleportation array emitted a bright light. The bloodline members slowly stepped inside, and with a dizzy feeling of space transformation, the surrounding scenery changed.

Most of the teleportation arrays outside Partington City have been out of service due to renovations. During this period, fewer people used the teleportation arrays, and for a while, they were actually a bit sluggish.

Today's transmission array was particularly crowded, but orderly. The noble associations and churches were divided into two rows to welcome the returnees.

I haven't been back to Partington for a long time. This glorious and beautiful city has been washed away by a wave of pollution. The originally snow-white bricks have been soaked in blood, revealing a mottled red.

Many buildings are under repair. From a distance, the city actually gives people a desolate atmosphere.

The church had long known about the return of the Son of God, and had specially sent a carriage to welcome him. Canaan separated from the others at the teleportation array and boarded the carriage alone. The burly clergy waiting in the carriage bowed their heads slightly to show respect to him.

"Welcome back, Your Highness."

The silver-haired young man nodded slightly: "How is the situation?"

"According to your Majesty's order, I brought sufficient herbs, medicines, and a hundred priests. After discussion, the Nobles Association agreed that we should focus on the east for rescue."

Before this, the churches in Partington were mostly small churches with few but strong members. This was because the noble association did not allow churches to settle in large numbers. Even if they wanted to preach, the few priests could not expand the scale.

After the Partington Incident, the church sent a large number of personnel in the name of rescue. The Noble Association was unable to refuse and had to give up some of its interests and let the church enter the east.

"I understand. There is one more thing. I need you to help me pass a message to His Majesty."

This bloodline named Aiden is a senior member of the church, with a position equal to that of the high priest. Canaan is not very familiar with him, but it doesn't matter, the title of the Son of God is the best reason. Unlike the people of the Noble Association, the church only obeys the orders of the Pope.

If this matter reaches the ears of the Noble Association, it will definitely affect the relationship between the church and the association. If such news is spread at a critical moment in the seizure of power, it will definitely be suspected of conspiracy.

Let the Pope worry about these things. He is just an ordinary son of the church. He just needs to speed up the path to becoming a god.

Mason rubbed his brows and controlled Canaan to convey the news of the Speaker's betrayal to the Pope, completely ignoring how explosive this information was.

Aiden's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. He used all his strength to stay calm and responded with trembling lips.

Mason saw this and sneered in his heart.

The image of the Council President is indeed brilliant, and even the Son of God cannot rival it.

But don't worry, Mason has a killer move. Canaan's name may not be convincing enough, but behind him stands the Lord of All Things and All Powers!

As long as they relied on the will of the Lord of All Things and All Powers, everything could be easily solved. As one of the two major forces, the church could always find a way out once it was in operation.

And this is Mason's conspiracy!