Hearing zero, Paul's mouth was open enough to swallow his fist: "you mean, the real Sauron is dead. Now this Sauron, including those silver hands, is his clone? God, is there such a thing?"
"You know, the man is still in solo's palace. As far as I know, biological cloning can't defeat him. All he needs is some materials and tools..." zero has 100000 memory groups, although he hasn't fully awakened yet. However, if he wants to clone himself who only has appearance, memory and feeling, but has no power, he must also be able to do it.
Then Gaia, who has 200000 memory groups and may be in a state of complete awakening, is entirely possible to clone Solon, who is still in a ninth order state. Zero sorted out his thoughts slightly and said, "bishop, please investigate some of solo's private expenses in recent months. I think I can see some clues in it. As for his highness Paul, do you think you can get some personal objects of the silver hand, such as blood or hair. In that way, just make a simple genetic comparison to know whether the truth is like this."
"That's no problem. I'll do it right away," mendeliza said.
Zero stopped him: "recently, if the fake makes any excessive demands. As long as it doesn't hurt your life, I think the bishop can bear it for a while."
Mendeliza nodded and said, "I understand. Don't worry. As a housekeeper, I still have this patience."
After he left, Paul also said, "then I'll do it too. Just stay here first."
Zero naturally agreed, but he had an intuition that Gaia might know he had arrived. After all, his genes were extracted from the super life. If Gaia doesn't feel for him, zero doesn't believe it at all. But Gaia doesn't seem ready to contact him yet, neither does zero.
After leaving mendeliza's Secret stronghold, Paul found maple, called his guard with more decoration than practical significance, and drove in the direction of the papal hall. Seeing this posture, many good people have followed. Of course, these people will not enter the square of the papal hall. There was no silver hand, but the soldiers of the order of the holy seal were not vegetarian.
Paul was so happy that after all, he was ready to make trouble. Since there is trouble, the greater the movement, the better. He's the Pope, and he's also known as the son of God. Just make things happen. In public, the silver hand did not dare to take him, unless the big man in the palace wanted to start a war directly, but it was unlikely that there had been any movement in the papal hall since he came back.
When entering the square, the soldiers of the Knights naturally dare not intercept His Highness the Pope. Anyway, their main defense area is around the square. As for the papal hall, it is naturally controlled by the silver hand. The soldiers are happy to leave this problem to those silver hands who are completely impersonal.
Sure enough, as soon as I walked up the steps leading to the Pope's hall, a silver hand guard came down from the steps. His breath is concise, his pace is uniform, and his accuracy is appalling. Seeing him coming, maple passed Paul. It was very impolite. But Paul knew that Feng was protecting himself. Seeing that the ninth rank was so careful, Paul knew that none of these silver hands was easy.
When Paul was about three meters away, the silver hand stopped, and then made a mechanical voice without any emotional ups and downs from his helmet: "Lord Sauron has ordered that the papal hall be fully closed. No one can enter unless he has an invitation. Your Highness the Pope, please come back."
"Presumptuous!" Paul took out the momentum of the Pope and pointed to the guard with his power battle: "you know I'm the Pope and the spiritual leader of the whole Roman city. How dare you stop me? Get out of the way quickly. I have something important to discuss with Uncle Sauron. If you don't get out of the way, I'll arrest you in the name of the pope!"
Paul's voice echoed in the square. With his ability, he naturally could not spread the sound to such a large area. He just pinned a gadget on his collar to increase his volume and help increase his momentum. But now, this gadget has worked. It has been heard by the citizens and soldiers watching in the square.
Many citizens applauded loudly. Strangely, the soldiers who maintained order did not stop it.
For one thing, the Knights returned from a big defeat in Rock City, but due to a zero letter, the Knights did not make any major adjustment. On the contrary, Paul also visited the wounded soldiers and successfully won the favor of these officers and soldiers in the Knights.
Secondly, Solon's recent action is too strange and excessive. The most shocking thing is to destroy Joseph. Joseph, mendeliza and the odesson family are the three giants of Rome and have always been regarded as the mainstay of the papal hall. Now Joseph's family has been destroyed, but there are people related to his family, even in the army.
Therefore, the Knights did not dare to do anything to Sauron, but they had no good feelings for the silver hand. Moreover, these guards seem to have changed a group of people, which always gives people an unpleasant feeling. Now Paul's censure pleased them.
If Paul had put aside such a cruel remark, those silver hands would have retreated. But now the guard didn't mean to give in. He still stood there strongly and just repeated what he had just said.
Paul's face flushed and his body trembled as if he were very angry. But my heart was calm and even secretly happy. The more the silver hand doesn't give in, the better he can play the play. So the power battle waved and shouted, "take this bastard down to me and hand it over to the judicial office!"
The maple did not move. The bucket guard behind Paul responded with a roar. Suddenly, three guards rushed up like wolves. He crossed the maple and came to the silver hand. A guard reached out to buckle the wrist of the silver hand. As soon as the hand touched, the silver hand waved its arm slightly, and the guard screamed and flew out.
This is the most normal ending. If these bastards can suppress a ninth rank, it's really hell.
There is no suspense, several papal guards let the silver hand wave, and all became rolling gourds. Paul's face was worse. He didn't know whether he was still acting or angry at the embarrassment of his guard. In short, with the help of these situations, Paul angrily stepped forward, crossed the maple, pointed to the silver hand and shouted, "you resist arrest! Do you know that this is a felony! Felony!"
The silver hand had no intention of pestering Paul. He was ordered not to let anyone step into the papal hall. If the order did not clearly indicate that he could kill, he would not do it. At most, he would teach them a little lesson like the papal guards. Now his Highness the Pope strides forward, but in the evaluation of the silver hand, Paul, who has no ability, is worse than those guards.
Even if Paul knocked him with the battle of power, he didn't take it to heart. But when Paul's power battle came, the silver hand suddenly saw the front end of the papal power battle, and suddenly revealed a black hole, which was filled with the smell that made him have to be serious.
Obviously, the papal power battle has been modified to become a gun when needed. From the smell inside, it is not an ordinary bullet, but a special bullet for those with ability!
This was a clear hostile act. The silver hand immediately changed his evaluation of Paul, and there was a killing opportunity and momentum. When Paul pointed to the scepter, the silver hand reached out and took it. With a little force, the scepter immediately deformed, pushed forward, and pushed Paul down the steps.
Paul gave a real or false exclamation, and the maple behind had already caught him. After putting down the Pope, Feng held the handle of the knife and said angrily, "how brave! How dare you hurt his Highness the pope!"
Seeing Paul pushed down, the Knights knew it was going to be worse. If the silver hand hurts only a few guards, but it hurts the Pope, it's completely different. Sure enough, the onlookers were boiling. They angrily accused the silver hand and tried to break through the soldiers' blockade.
But now, the real focus is on maple. This is an opportunity deliberately created by Paul. Maple can't take it well. Immediately spread the momentum of the ninth step, hold the handle of the knife, step up the steps step by step and force towards the silver hand.
The silver hand's risk assessment of maple is constantly improving. In a twinkling of an eye, it crossed the safety line and entered the range that must be killed.
Raise your legs high, pull out a vacuum wave cut when you draw down, and the silver hand makes a bold move. Maple had expected this. Almost at the same time that the other party's vacuum chop appeared, the Tang Dao came out of its scabbard. So several flashes appeared on the steps, which cut and twisted the vacuum of the silver hand, and the maple rushed forward, leaving a faint figure in the air. The Tang knife cut horizontally and reached the waist of the silver hand.
Silver's hand slipped back, but he found that Maple's knife track cut half and disappeared. At the same time, his figure disappeared with the knife track. Then his back cooled and he was cut by Maple.
Looking at the blood stain of the silver hand on the blade, maple figure flashed again to avoid a whip leg of the other party's counterattack. When he reappeared, he had returned to the Pope. When Paul saw that his goal had been achieved, he coughed and said, "that's all for today. The Pope's hall is a sacred place, and I don't want it to be stained with blood. But listen to me, you guard. I must ask Uncle Sauron for justice!"
"Let's go!"
Paul turned and left, and maple put away his energy. He smiled, took out a handkerchief, wiped the blade and wiped the blood off it. Then he put away his handkerchief and put the long knife back in its sheath. Then he left behind Paul.
The silver hand still stood there like an iron tower, and the eyes looked at Paul and his party through the helmet shield. Suddenly, the body shook slightly, and the eyes without emotion gradually smiled, just like another person looking at the world through his eyes.
Perhaps he felt the sight of the silver hand changed, and maple looked back. But under the reflection of the tactical Helmet Mask, maple can't see anything.
"It seems to have begun to doubt..."
Deep in the papal hall, Solon's palace has been completely restored. Strangely, the rebuilt palace has no windows at all and looks like a sealed room. In the palace, the throne of Solon remained, and Gaia sat on it. He was holding his chin in one hand, but in his eyes, he reflected the picture outside the Pope's hall, but he connected the senses of the silver hand and temporarily took over his will.
"In that case, the little thing with some of my genes seems to have come to the city. It seems that I have to speed up the progress, but don't let these guys interfere with my plan." Gaia closed her eyes and cut off the connection with the silver hand. Another silver bell rang nearby. A moment later, the only door of the palace was pushed open, and a man staggered in.
He fell to the ground, almost his forehead on the ground, and said in the most respectful voice, "Lord Gaia, what can I do for you?"
"Dear Mr. wither, I need you to ask our Lord Sauron to issue some new orders."
The people on the ground raised their heads, and it was wither, the former leader of the silver hand. Of course, in terms of the strength of the silver hand after the blood exchange, weatherl has lost the qualification to command the guard. On the Victorian Island that day, when he saw Sauron die in the war, wessel secretly fled back to Rome and swore allegiance to Gaia. Gaia also needs such a person to stay around. In addition to being convenient to appear, his existence also strengthens the identity certificate of the fake on the side.
Wither piled up a flattering smile: "I don't know what new ideas adults have?"
"Nothing, just something must be done as soon as possible." Gaia suddenly ejected a small ball of light from his fingertips, which disappeared into Wither's forehead.
Wessel trembled, and the light ball contained some energy in addition to Gaia's orders. These energies are combined with witherer's own strength, and then witherer feels his strength for several points. He was overjoyed, but then he was shocked by the command information contained in the light ball.
The command information contained in the photosphere is not much, only two.
The first is to declare the property of mendelissa family confiscated. If you resist, you can use the hand of silver to suppress it. This is a blatant deprivation of his property, and Gaia didn't even give a perfunctory excuse!
The second is to use the property seized by mendeliza and Joseph to buy some materials. If these materials are listed, they will be a thick stack, but they will be engraved in weatherl's head in a tough way, even if he wants to forget. At the same time, Gaia will requisition the researchers scattered in various secret bases in the papal hall, and they will all concentrate on a work in the papal hall.
As for what job Gaia didn't disclose, and wither didn't dare to ask.
Although the order is very simple, either one is enough to make Rome jump three times. Wessel even thought that after these two orders went on, I'm afraid Paul would rebel with the other two giants. Of course, weatherl will do what Gaia says. If not, why should he survive in the cracks of these giants?
"By the way, my Lord. Lord Sauron, he..."
Gaia interrupted him and said, "call him number 13. Your Lord Sauron has long died, hasn't he?"
"Yes, there's something wrong with him on the 13th," wessel added.
"It's normal. It's a semi-finished product. It has inherited Solon's memory, experience and air. It has no advantages except a nine level energy breath. It doesn't matter. Recycle him. I have several such things here to replace." Gaia said indifferently.
"Then, my Lord, please lend me some hands."
Gaia nodded and said softly, "No. 10, you and wither go and recycle things."
The door opened and a silver hand knelt on one knee. Wither retreated, and the silver hand did not speak, so quietly followed him. Wessel only felt that there was a beast behind him, and the pressure in his heart was so great that it could not be expressed by words. Finally came to Sauron's former office, and the room was locked by him. Wessel opened the lock, pushed the door in and smelled rotten meat.
"Ah ah..."
A cry of pain rang out. I saw a military uniform. The substitute of Sauron, the biochemical man code 13, was wrapped around his body by several thick rings of iron chains, and the ends of the iron chains were tied in several copper rings deeply embedded in the wall. The biochemical human body is rotting. Because it is a semi-finished product, his genes are not stable. At present, it has reached its service life, and there is a phenomenon of gene collapse.
Internal organs, bones and even muscles began to decay. Yellow pus flowed down the wound, and the whole room was full of stench. Wither took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth, frowned and said, "recycle him."
On the 13th, he came forward silently. First, he kicked a fierce vacuum cut and directly divided the biochemical man into two. Then he kicked it again and again and cut it into more than a dozen pieces. Then he turned and left without saying a word. But the biochemist has become a piece of ground, but the crushed body remains are still rotting. Wessel murmured, "this is called recycling? I knew I would be finished if I shot him myself. I have to deal with the aftermath. Damn it!"
Besides, after leaving the square, Paul returned to mendeliza's Secret stronghold alone with maple. Mendeliza and zero were looking at some information when they pushed the door in. Seeing Paul coming back, zero said, "you're just in time. Look at the list of goods purchased in the name of Sauron in recent months."
Paul then took a look. After reading a few lines, his face changed greatly: "good guy, these are rare elements and materials needed for biochemical research. So we don't need to test the blood samples we have."