Crown of Silence

Chapter 638 The Damn World

Avalon Third Shipyard

After the reconstruction, it has occupied the entire satellite island workshop, leaving only the largest factory building.

The dismantled hulls of the Nomadic Mountain are piled on the ground, turning into a jaw-dropping mountain. And in the air where layers of tower cranes and steel cables intersect, the heavy hull has been lifted up.

Amid the roar of steel, a large number of engineers covered in protective clothing are busy re-building and modifying it. And a legendary warship in the original national orientation battle line has been dismantled and incorporated into it.

Ye Qingxuan fulfilled his promise to Yegor.

Give him the best ship in the world.

The best warship.

Yegor, who has now joined the Inquisition, is almost crazy about this place. As a former pirate, after being a lackey of Anglo, he actually received such a generous treatment. If the news gets back to the Illusion Islands, those idiots who used to compete with him will be so envious that their eyes will pop out.

After getting a rough idea of ​​the progress of the project, Ye Qingxuan turned around and left.

He came here mainly to find Shi Dong.

This old man has been doing something for the past month. His face is red, his appetite is big, and he even took two more oxygen tanks.

As a boss who cares about his subordinates, Ye Qingxuan feels that he needs to figure out what these old bastards are doing.

As a hero who saved the kingdom at a critical time, Queen Mary generously promised a lot of material support to the Inquisition. At present, the deserted island of Maxwell's fiefdom is full of various materials and is being converted into a complete military fortress.

It will become the headquarters of the Inquisition, and Avalon is just a subsidiary organization responsible for communicating with all parties or occasionally recruiting personnel.

Today in Anglu, the status of the Inquisition is as transcendent as that of the Chainsaw Monks in Canaan.

And Stone's face is obviously still worth something. After realizing that he could not get help from the Order, he turned to the Chainsaw Brothers. Recently, a cooperation has been reached. The Chainsaw Brothers will assist the Inquisition in opening a new workshop in Anglu to build a new power armor for the "Witch Hammer".

The Inquisition took out its own secret files, and the Chainsaw Brothers provided new technology to start research on the new generation of armor. The Royal Research Institute also got involved and opened up some technologies of Archangel Armor and Round Table Armor.

And Mephisto of Westminster Abbey also changed his appearance and got involved in it as an arms dealer.

At present, the Inquisition is simply a heretic fraternity.

The Inquisition, the Chainsaw Brothers, and the Westminster Abbey, which was not welcomed by the Holy City at the beginning, are all doing dirty deals together, having an affair, and they are so unhappy.

If Ye Qingxuan were a cardinal, he would definitely hate himself now.

There is no way. The world is not right now. The countries have begun to be in a state of disunity, and the subordinate organizations in various places have begun to plan to be two-timing and seek their own way out.

The leak that the Hundred Eyes had made before his death began to gradually expand. Until now, all parties have gradually realized that... the world has begun to be different.

The shackles began to loosen, and everyone's hearts were eager to try like wild dogs that had broken free from their reins, wanting to make some big news.

"What am I doing recently?"

The intercepted Shi Dong looked at Ye Qingxuan, and his old face was full of helplessness: "I am doing the work you should have done... I say, you are the chief judge after all, you can't always go out, right?

You don't read the things I gave you, and those who read it just casually commented on it and asked me to do it. I can only do it... By the way, that young man named Watson is not bad, can he be transferred over and trained for a period of time?"

Ye Qingxuan was speechless.

"Have you two talked about it?"

"Of course."

When it comes to this, Shi Dong's eyebrows are flying: "What a promising talent, I didn't expect you have such a useful young man in your hands. It's a waste of talent to let you manage those gangs. It's better to transfer him to the Inquisition and be my assistant first... Five years, no, I'm afraid it will be less than three years, and I can be completely relieved about the Hammer of Witches!"

Ye Qingxuan didn't know what to say.

What can he say?

I'm sorry, the one you like is the Hundred Eyes, who was once the high priest in Anglo, the former genius black musician, and the mastermind behind many big news at a young age?

Oh, that bastard also stabbed me...

"What's wrong? Don't want to let him go?" Shi Dong looked at Ye Qingxuan's tangled look and was suddenly unhappy, "Hey, these are all for you to work for."

"Uh..."

Ye Qingxuan suddenly became more complicated. He didn't mind giving Watson some more burden, and Watson was indeed convenient and easy to use. He didn't have to worry about any dirty work when he was thrown to him, but...

"You don't mind what he did in the past, right?" Ye Qingxuan asked cautiously, fearing that this old bastard would rush into Avalon with a knife and wipe out the heretics.

"Tsk, what's the big deal."

Shi Dong obviously knew what he was talking about, with a look of contempt, he turned around and shouted: "Old cripple! Is the old cripple here?!"

In the distant workshop, an old man floated out.

He was wearing a black cassock, his body was shriveled, his legs had been broken at the roots, and he was floating in the air. From a distance, his back looked like a bald mop dragging on the ground.

But when you look at his face, his ordinary old features concealed an indescribable yin aura, coupled with his hooked nose and a pair of empty eye sockets, enough to scare a child to tears.

"What's the matter?"

The old man's mouth was silent, and a hoarse voice sounded from his chest.

Shi Dong scratched his bald head and asked, "What did you do before? Just before I chopped off your legs, I forgot, reminding you."

The old man spat, looking unhappy: "I am the leader of the black musicians in Canaan, so what? It's been so many years, and you are still digging up old scores?"

"Okay, it's okay, you can go back."

Shi Dong waved his hand lightly and looked back at Ye Qingxuan: "Do you still have questions now?"

"..."

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan, who was almost choked to death, took a breath and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, go and talk to him, if he is willing, I won't stop him."

What's wrong with this world?

The Inquisition is full of heretics, the Silent Agency has a revolutionary army, and the Cardinal Church has raised the incarnation of the Hundred Eyes... It's fucking hell.

"Our court has always been tolerant."

Shi Dong boasted unconsciously: "Don't mention the black musician, isn't the dark lord still in the bottle? By the way, if that guy named Dominic is free, why don't you ask him to come to the court to exchange ideas? Anyway, I think he is quite free..."

The old people's club is really enough!

"Get lost!"

Ye Qingxuan felt that his energy was exhausted by the old man's few words, and he didn't want to talk to this guy.

"Oh, by the way, there is one thing I can't do, you have to decide it yourself."

At the end, Shi Dong showed his signature weird smile, which made Ye Qingxuan feel a little uneasy.

Then, he took out an invitation:

"Her Majesty the Queen invites you to a banquet."

Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt that his eyes went dark.