[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

Mary, the daughter-in-law who lives in the White Church, does not actually have a pure and flawless soul that meets the requirements of the ceremony, but she was once cared and funded by Strange of the main universe.

The Dark Sovereign Master already knew that the Dark Ritual would fail irreversibly under the interference of "Duke Augustus". He deliberately claimed that this unfortunate woman had the qualifications to be a sacrifice of the Dark Ritual, so as to strike him once again. Strange of the main universe printed in the deepest part of consciousness.

The Duke of Sussex and the Marquis of Charles don't know what the Dark Sorcerer really thinks.

Although he was surprised that the daughter-in-law had a pure and flawless soul, the Duke went into the study, called the butler, and ordered him to immediately go to the Whitechapel district to capture a daughter-in-law named Mary alive.

"Be sure to bring her back intact."

"As you order, sir."

The butler withdrew and dispatched people to drive to the Whitechapel area to complete the work of kidnapping Mary.

After the butler withdrew, the Duke of Sussex and the Marquis of Charles smiled at each other, as if they had seen the moment of success.

However, beside them, there is always a pair of invisible eyes floating.

The owner of the eyes is Miss Annabelle who committed suicide on hunger strike for love.

As a ghost, she now serves Matthew.

……

"Things are starting to move in an unpredictable direction."

After receiving first-hand information from Annabelle, Matthew in the Tower of London showed a satisfied smile.

Roy was puzzled and asked Matthew, "What happened?"

"There is a high probability that the ceremony will fail..." Matthew said, "Although I don't know exactly what happened, but the available information shows that the Dark Sovereign who presided over the ceremony did not intend to fulfill the dark dreams of his two noble partners."

"Then we-"

"We will still be pushed to the altar as sacrifices."

"why?"

Roy didn't understand.

Since the Dark Supreme Master who presided over the ceremony no longer intends to make the ceremony a success, why-

"Because we are his enemies..." Matthew said, "The ultimate dream of the Dark Supreme Master is to unify the multiverse and become the only Strange."

"I still don't understand."

Roy scratched his head.

Matthew: "Don't think about it if you don't understand it. Keep your spirits up and be ready to act at any time."

"no problem!"

Roy, who was ashamed to be a burden to others, agreed to Matthew without hesitation, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes to rest.

Matthew here-

System, tell me, what's going on now?

【Great and respected master, please allow your humble, cautious and loyal servant, Kespler, to tidy up... tidy up... beep... beep... beep... the system has collected the information the master needs... now it will start playing... 】

The white ellipsis dissipates and the ludicrous kidnapping in the bell tower of Westminster Abbey is recreated cinematically on the transparent panels.

Matthew watched intently, shocked by Earl Charlie's stupidity and eagerness for quick success, speechless.

He has been repeatedly warned by the Dark Supreme Mage that he must never provoke Duke Augustus. This guy actually thought that he was invincible with a werewolf servant, and did such a pitiful and ridiculous stupid thing.

No wonder the dark Strange from another universe would not hesitate to abandon the plan to unify the multiverse in this world through the dark sacrifice ceremony and become the only Strange.

Really...

How do you say that……

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but of pig-like teammates!

Really pig teammates!

Matthew took pleasure in schadenfreude and cursed an oriental proverb he learned from his Asian game teammates when he was alive.

"But I must thank Earl Charlie, the pig teammate. Because of his stupidity and recklessness, the dark clouds hovering over London have become a small trouble that can be easily solved."

Matthew murmured.

Roy on the side asked puzzledly, "Who is Earl Charlie?"

"Lord Charles..."

Matthew was about to explain Earl Charlie to Roy, and a paragraph popped up on the transparent interface:

【Respected and great master, please allow your humble and loyal servant Kespler to tell you a shameful fact that the body of Earl Charles, whom you called foolish and ridiculous, has been completely destroyed along with traces of his existence.

Now, his past, his future, and all traces of him in this world are gone, and the Marquess of Charles and the Duke of Sussex don't remember him anymore. 】

Ok……

After reading the system explanation, Matthew decisively changed his words and said to Roy: "Earl Charlie was sent by the evil organization that captured us as sacrifices to murder the single women in the Whitechapel district and take their parts and organs as a black magic ritual. A collective term for a group of people with necessary props.”

"It was Jack the Ripper."

Roy suddenly realized.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered that the famous Jack the Ripper serial murder case in history happened in the late 80s, and the current time is the 40s...

"Could it be that Jack the Ripper in [-] was actually a copycat killing?"

Roy blurted out.

Matthew shrugged and said with a chuckle: "Even those who have witnessed historical events may not know the whole truth of history, not to mention that we are now in a parallel universe."

"What you said makes sense...What happens in the main universe may not necessarily happen in the parallel universe...and vice versa..."

Roy echoed with a vague understanding, leaning against the cold wall to refresh himself and prepare for the upcoming action.

……

"How many lessons will human beings have to go through before they understand that black magic sacrifices have nothing to gain except sin."

With the sound of a looming motor, TARDIS, which looks like a British police box in the [-]th century, appeared in the dark basement, and the doctor led his Victorian team out.

What greeted them was the basement that was extremely silent before the ceremony began.

The magic circle centered on the dark altar is filled with flesh and blood sacrifices taken from the bodies of women in the Whitechapel area.

These offerings are carefully preserved in glass jars soaked in formalin.

"It feels a little spooky."

Infected by the terrifying atmosphere, Jenny stood on her head for a while.

Mrs. Lizard patted the back of her hand, signaling her to relax: "We have a doctor, who can solve all problems."

"This time, you guys overestimated me..."

The doctor muttered, and after looking around the scene, he came to a terrible conclusion: "We are only half an hour away from the official start of the dark ceremony!"

"what?"

Lady Lizard was stunned.

"Prank on the TARDIS?"

"No, the situation this time has nothing to do with the TARDIS..." said the doctor. "It was the black hole in the tower of Westminster Abbey that sent us to this point in time."

"Why? Why did he do that?"

Jenny was puzzled.

Honestly, she always thought that "Duke Augustus" was a trustworthy companion, but now...

"Don't know..." said the Doctor, "but I'm sure he had reasons why he had to."

"The problem is we don't know!"

Jenny is worried.

She worried that something unexpected would happen next.

Lady Lizard has the same concern.

She asked the doctor, "Can the TARDIS be used to send us to an earlier point, at least ten hours before the ceremony? We need enough time to prepare."

The doctor shook his head: "I can't..."

"why?"

"From the moment Tadis appeared in the black hole, time was locked..." said the doctor, "I don't know how he did it, but I must admit that he has absolute control over time."

"Absolute control? Is he a god?"

Jenny blurted out.

After all, in Jenny's perception, the Time Lord who can travel through time and space at will is an existence infinitely close to God.

The existence that controls time more absolutely than the time lord can and can only be a god, the supreme god.

"Yes, he is a god, a real god."

The doctor said calmly.

There was no need for him to lie or evade on this matter.

"My God!"

Jenny was stunned.

She was lucky enough to meet the real god, and the god's appearance is so handsome and charming, it's almost...

"No wonder in mythology, mortal women are always unable to resist the love from God."

"Not only women can't resist, men can't refuse either."

The doctor smiled subtly and began to assign tasks: "Starks, you are in charge..."

……

a little earlier—

Inside the Tower of London...

Roy, who was so recharged that he was about to grow mushrooms, finally waited for the person who took them to the ceremony.

The iron door opened, and four burly men in black robes and black hoods with only one eye exposed walked in. They walked towards Matthew and Roy respectively, ready to drag them out.

Seeing this, Roy shouted exaggeratedly as planned: "What are you doing! This is London! Where there is law! Let me go! Let me go!"

While yelling, Roy put on the posture of a master of free combat, making it clear that he wanted to fight them to the death.

Because they were told in advance that the hands of one of the sacrifices were bound by magic ropes, the believers who were ordered to come to the Tower of London to bring the sacrifices to the altar paid more attention to Roy.

Now, Roy not only yelled but also used force, and the four believers naturally rushed forward, preparing to—

"Sorry, as early as an hour ago, I had already untied the magic rope of the Dark Supreme Mage."

Accompanied by a light laugh, Matthew, who should have had his hands locked behind his back by the magic rope, stood up, with his hands spread flat, and a charming smile on his lips.

The believers were stunned: "You...you..."

Roy took the opportunity to run back to Matthew: "I knew you were right."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, the trouble hasn't been resolved yet."

"All right……"

Roy hid behind Matthew.

The believers who have returned to God also took out their weapons and prepared to-

"Spoiler in the front row, your opponent is not me."

Matthew hooked his fingers gracefully.

Four magic black wolves with a shoulder height of one meter stepped out from the four corners of the cell with vigorous steps, their eyes were blood red, their claws were sharp, and smoky saliva flowed from the corners of their grinning mouths.

In front of the iron gate, the ghost version of Queen Anne in white robes is holding a smiling head.

【We are. 】

"No!"

……

"Mr. Matthew, are you sure this will work?"

Roy, who put on the black robe of a believer, asked Matthew, who was also wearing a black robe, anxiously: "They have four, we only have two."

"Really? Are you sure?"

Matthew raised his hand, and the blood-cloaked hunter and the March Hare, already in black robes, walked out of the corner.

Roy was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes desperately: "Is it an illusion? I remember that Mr. March Rabbit is about 1.4 meters tall. How come he is about the same height as me after wearing the black robe? And Mr. Hunter! When he is not wearing the cloak, he is obviously taller than me Half a head taller!"

"Don't get bogged down in the details."

Matthew, who can maintain two incarnations at the same time, patted Roy on the shoulder: "Most things on the magic side cannot be explained by common sense."

"All right……"

Roy obediently put on the black cloth cover, and formed a team of believers with Matthew and Matthew's incarnations, walked out of the prison openly, and joined the Duke's butler who was waiting for them at the exit, accompanied by the raven's neighing.

"What about the sacrifice?"

"They escaped," Matthew replied.

The subtle influence of magic made the Duke's butler and his followers not doubt his identity even if they found his voice strange, they just frowned and reprimanded, "When did it happen?"

"I don't know. When we entered the cell, there was no one in it."

"Where is the rope of His Royal Highness?"

"Sorry, we found nothing."

Matthew continued to talk nonsense with his eyes open.

"All right……"

The Duke's steward squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then ordered: "Send someone to search around the Tower of London immediately. In addition, send the portraits of the two sacrifices to Scotland Yard and tell them that these two people are the same as those who committed serial murders in the Whitechapel area." The murderers are connected, they are trying to escape from London, Scotland Yard must immediately lock down the city, find them, and stop new murders!"

"Yes, sir."

After saying this, the lead entourage mounted their horses and galloped in the direction of Scotland Yard.

The Duke's butler turned his head and said to the four believers pretending to be Matthew and Roy: "Go back with me and explain to His Highness the Duke yourself."

"Yes……"

Matthew nodded humbly, and Roy followed behind with his head down.

The four followed the Duke's butler to the place where the black magic ceremony was held.

……

Like most royal nobles, the Duke of Sussex still enjoys a lot of privileges in the city of London even though he suffered a little rejection from the royal family because of violating the "Royal Marriage Act". Black magic rituals are held in the basement of the property.

Because he wanted to be king of England.

He wants everyone in the country who dares to accuse him of marrying a Catholic wife in violation of the Royal Marriage Act to kneel at his feet and proclaim him king.

"This group of guys who only know the rules and traditions don't understand anything."

In the study, the Duke of Sussex muttered.

Miss Annabelle, who inherited her father's single-minded infatuation but was forced to die by her parents on a hunger strike because she fell in love with a commoner whose status was not worthy of her, stood beside her father, looking at him in pain.

[Father, as a member of the British royal family, you never regret marrying a Catholic mother, why don't you allow your daughter to love a sincere commoner...why...why! 】

The dark and distorted emotions spread silently.

Miss Annabelle couldn't help reaching out her hands to cover her father's eyes, if there hadn't been a sudden knock on the study door.

dong dong dong-

"Come in……"

Following the Duke's words, Annabelle withdrew her outstretched translucent hands.

The person who knocked on the door was the butler of the Duke, followed by four believers.

As soon as he entered the door, the Duke's butler immediately pleaded guilty to the Duke: "Your Highness, please forgive us for our incompetence. We... when we arrived, the sacrifice had already escaped, and we..."

"what happened!"

"Please forgive us."

The Duke Steward repeated imploringly.

The believers in black robes also gathered their hands in their sleeves, bowed their heads humblely, and expressed their apologies.

"The ceremony is about to start, and the important sacrifice has escaped! You are a bunch of trash!"

The Duke of Sussex was trembling with anger: "How many people were sent to arrest?"

"Scotland Yard has been asked to help blockade the entire city of London under the pretext that they are the helpers of the serial killers in the Whitechapel area." The steward said, "Manpower has also been sent near the Tower of London to search closely, and there should be results before dark."

"is it?"

The Duke of Sussex sneered: "That guy named Roy is easy to deal with! The other guy is Augustus's little lover! And he is also proficient in black magic! Last time, His Highness the Mage shot himself, and we caught it he!"

"Then now..."

"Follow me to see the mage immediately! Only His Highness the mage knows how to solve this matter!"

"As ordered..."

Under the black hood, Matthew showed a much-desired smile.

Annabelle, who was wandering in her father's study, heard that her father was going to take Matthew and others to see the Dark Sorcerer, so she wisely stayed behind.

……

The Duke of Sussex led the four of them through the narrow and dark secret passage to the secret room full of magic tools, and respectfully said to the dark version of Strange who was looking at the crystal ball with his back turned: "Mage Your Highness, something has gone wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"The sacrifices held in the Tower of London have escaped."

"what?"

The dark version of Strange turned around, and his sharp eyes fell on Matthew and the others like arrows: "What's going on?"

"Report to His Royal Highness, we don't know why this happened."

Matthew, who was completely unaffected by the coercion of the Dark Supreme Mage, replied calmly: "When we opened the iron gate, they were gone."

"No witnesses?"

"No."

"There are no magic ropes on the ground?"

"No."

"Sure?"

"We dare not deceive you." Matthew replied pretending to be humble.

The dark version of Strange thought for a while, injected a magic power into the crystal ball, and tried to find Matthew, who was marked by black magic on his ankle, through the connection between black magic.

however--

In this world, Matthew uses a temporary body provided by the Kespler system that automatically refreshes every once in a while and can also customize the data. The marks left by black magic have long since disappeared due to the data reset after the temporary body is automatically refreshed. Get out of nowhere!

Even, because of the space-time delay, the body refresh rate this time has been much slower than usual.

The dark version of Strange didn't know that Matthew's body was hiding such a big secret. Until the crystal ball was dyed black by a large amount of magic power, he still couldn't see Matthew in the crystal ball. He couldn't help but doubt Matthew's success. The escape was related to the "Duke Augustus", so he became more and more resentful of the useless Earl Charles who had ruined the whole plan by his own assertion.

Stupider than a pig!

The angry Dark Sovereign took back the black magic injected into the crystal ball, and prepared to release the Eye of Agamotto. With its ability to see through the past and illusions, he found Matthew, who was crucial to the whole plan.

The Duke of Sussex didn't know it, and saw the pendant on the chest of His Highness the Supreme Master suddenly floated in the air, emitting a radiant light, and hurriedly stepped aside to avoid being affected by the magic.

When Matthew saw this, he no longer hid his whereabouts. Taking advantage of the Dark Supreme Master concentrating on releasing the Eye of Agamotto, suddenly——

"surprise!"

With a yell, take off the black hood.

The Duke of Sussex was shocked: "This—"

Before he could finish speaking, the March Hare, who had taken off his black hood at the same time, had already pressed his bloody ax against the noble Duke's neck. Roy also quickly picked up the hammer that was a suspected magic item hanging on the wall, and Together the March Hare took the Duke hostage.

"Whoever dares to move, I will kill the Duke! I am serious! Don't believe it!"

"It's just a tool, how could I care about his life?"

The Dark Supreme Mage sneered and looked at Matthew with all his attention: "Tell me, what method did you use to eliminate the brand I left on you?"

"Business secrets cannot be disclosed."

Matthew smiled slyly, and Janu with two faces appeared behind him.

"This is--"

The dark version of Strange suddenly looked solemn: "As expected of the Constantine family, which is rich in black magic geniuses, they can actually summon this kind of monster!"

As a race of gods, Yanu has two faces that can see through the past and the future. Having Yanu by his side during a magic battle is like turning on a cheating device when playing a game.

"Of course, even if you have Janu, I don't care."

It's just that the power of the Eye of Agamotto will be greatly weakened.

The dark version of Strange, who suspended the release of the Eye of Agamotto, watched Matthew vigilantly, and the magical black wolves who came out of the shadow of all directions: "How many methods do you have, show them all!"

"Why do you think that your enemies are only us?"

Matthew showed a winning smile. Through the transparent panel, he knew that the doctor and others had been sent to the scene of the black magic ceremony by the "Duke", and they were currently wreaking havoc on the black magic tools.

"We are only the advance army to stop your plan to merge the multiverse..." he said, "the main force is active on another battlefield."

"The main force? Lizardman? Time Lord? Him!"

The dark version of Strange was shocked.

He finally sensed that his dark magic circle was suffering the most complete destruction.

"Okay! Matthew, you are indeed an opponent who can surprise me. But, you think I only prepared a magic circle?"

With the wanton laughter of the dark mage, the wall behind him disappeared like a curtain, revealing more than a dozen iron cages.

Every cage holds a person.

The poor women and their children living in Whitechapel, represented by Linda.

There is also a large cage in the center, which is full of hostage girls under the age of 15.

Below the iron cage, raging flames burned wildly, making the railings of the iron cage red and hot, and the people in the cage panicked and their faces were distorted.

"Sorry, I forgot to cancel the silence spell."

The dark mage smiled briskly, waved his hand, and screams suddenly penetrated the room.