Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 227 Resurrection Match, Start!
Ever since King George V of England announced the existence of vampires through a national broadcast and launched a large-scale purge of vampires.

The bombardment of Buckingham Palace, the blood clan's battle in London, and finally the elimination of the secret party at a huge cost.

But in this process, the fig leaf of the royal family and the aristocracy was constantly torn off.

In particular, the exposure of the Albert Agreement signed between the nobles and the vampires made the old government infamous.

The traditional power represented by the aristocracy gradually declined, while the power of the urban and working classes continued to grow.

When the old forces are unwilling to give up the power in their hands.

The war began like this.

The reformists represented by workers and lower-class peasants established a syndicalist government, determined to overthrow all monsters and demons, and use the weapons in their hands to completely bury this evil kingdom that had signed an agreement with the vampires.

At the beginning, the Red Army of the Trade Unions was unstoppable and occupied the entire London for a time.

With the fall of London, the political life of the royal family and cabinet government in the British Isles quickly entered a countdown.

Upper-class gentlemen and ladies with connections, status, and wealth began to flee overseas with their property and treasures, using their own means.

They either fled in panic to colonies such as Canada, Australia, and India, or transferred their property to the New World and transformed themselves into wealthy new asset tycoons in New York.

The two prominent figures in finance suddenly disappeared.

Some enlightened nobles took off their fine clothes and took the lead in supporting the revolution, and now hold prominent positions in the new government.

If it were a normal world, the British Empire, the troublemaker for thousands of years, might have become the red flag of Europe.

But this world is a world of monsters and demons. The nobles and the church not only have financial resources, but also military power.

Although God doesn't care about faith, you openly destroyed my church and cut off my donations. Isn't that disrespectful to me?
The Soviet Union has always been a cold and bitter place, so it's fine if you want to revolt.

But your feudal empire is bound to have a revolution.

It is true that the gods have not bestowed good news for a long time and will not personally punish this group of unbelievers, but the believers in this world do more than just chant scriptures.

Many Protestants began to assassinate the leadership of the new government in an organized manner, using various magic and spells to directly confuse the new government, which had no understanding of the mysterious power.

As nobles who have been able to contend with dark forces such as the vampires for hundreds of years, they also have some hidden treasures, such as cursed objects that can kill people remotely, secret techniques that can enhance combat power, and knight armor that can block machine guns.

Although the White Army's frontal battlefield collapsed at the first touch, they were masters of assassination.

For a while, the new government was in turmoil and was on the verge of death, and Protestantism officially came to the fore, preparing to turn Britain into a Protestant country.

But this time it was the Vatican's turn to refuse.

For the Vatican, heretics are more terrifying than pagans, and they wish that heretics like British Protestantism would die out.

How can Protestantism be allowed to come to the fore again and establish the Papal State? This is the special status bestowed by God on the Vatican.

As for the materialists on the new government side, as long as the gospel comes to the world, they will naturally return to the Lord's world.

Therefore, secular, mystical, and even those with unknown origins all come to Britain to get involved.

There are Vatican forces that support the revolution, and there are Protestant forces that support the old government.

Everyone is wearing masks and fighting on the British Isles.

Let the war last for four years.

In the end, the casualties were so great that the whole of Europe became a mess. Under the mediation of France, the two sides used the Thames River as the boundary.

The southwest is the New England Syndicalist Republic of the new government, the north is the Constitutional Kingdom of England, as well as Scotland and Northern Ireland.

Those two rebels had already become independent.

The history of Europe in this world was directly rewritten because of Chu Xuan's electromagnetic cannon and the sound of a cannon on the Thames.

Because London was divided into two, the London Wall was built along the Thames on both sides to prohibit people from traveling between the two sides.

Not only was much of the information lost during the civil war, but the people involved either died or fled.

This increased the difficulty of the Zhongzhou team's investigation.

Especially a few unfamiliar Asian faces, they can easily be arrested as spies.

After all, without the mental hints of Zhan Lan and Zhang Jie, everyone could only use some exchanged camouflage props.

"Is this London?"

Zhao Yingkong, who was wearing blond hair and blue eyes and Oxford student clothes, said in surprise, "How come it's completely different from before?"

Wearing a deerstalker hat and holding a pipe, Chu Xuan, disguised as Sherlock Holmes, ignored the strange looks from passers-by and kept flipping through the newspaper.

Zheng Zha was dressed in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and holding a black umbrella, looking like he was working at the London Stock Exchange.

Zhuang Boshi, dressed as a dock worker in denim overalls, looked at the three of them speechlessly.

Do you realize that you are in the territory of Syndicalist Britain? Aren’t you afraid of being beaten for dressing up like a capitalist?
However, although there seem to be only four people, there are actually three fourth-level people, plus Zhao Yingkong who has a fourth-level personality.

This team is enough to sweep the entire surface world.

"The war ten years ago destroyed one-third of London, and that was the core area where the powerful and wealthy gathered."

"After the two governments divided the river, the syndicalist government in the south renovated the original industrial areas and slums, turning it into what it is today," Chu Xuan explained to everyone.

After entering this world, Chu Xuan immediately went to the library and quickly searched all the newspapers in the past ten years, quickly sorting out the relevant information.

Without the Internet and psychics, even a fourth-level psychic would have to rely on himself to gather intelligence.

Zheng Zha also sighed: "This reminds me of when I was a child visiting relatives in Northeast China. The cities at that time were like this."

There are replicated tube-shaped buildings, neat and orderly streets, and chimneys emitting steam.

And the workers hurrying through the streets in denim jackets.

You know, this was once the most backward "East End" in London, where a large number of dock porters and workers, as well as a large number of low-level criminals and prostitutes lived.

In just less than ten years, it has completely changed into a different look, resembling a Soviet-style residential area.

It can’t be said to be very high-end, but it is not as cramped and smelly as before.

"Don't worry about it, Chu Xuan, have you found any clues about Joestar or Hircine?" Zhuang Bosch asked.

Of course, they didn't come to London to revisit their old place and reminisce about the past.

Instead, he came to win the support of the Joestar family and the Hirsing family, and to unite their forces to fight Set.

As soon as they entered this world, they felt Set's malice already entangled them.

Zhuang Boshi has tried his best to suppress it, transferring his curse and even changing its form.

But the curse of the Nine Pillars is not so easy to break. In three days at most, Set will anchor them to come into the world.

Three days is the deadline for them to recruit people.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xuan's attack created a new Britain, and all the relationships that Zhongzhou had accumulated before were wiped out.

There was no news of Joestar and Hircine at all, and even Hircine's earl's mansion was converted into a museum.

The world has changed dramatically, and things and people are no longer the same.

"I contacted the naval officer who bombarded Buckingham Palace to learn more about the situation. He is now a rear admiral in the new British Navy."

Of course, what Chu Xuan said about understanding the situation definitely required the use of gold bars, threats and inducements.

At that time, the revolutionary army and the government army were fighting a life-and-death battle, and the navy had to fully support the revolution because of the bombardment of Buckingham Palace.

But the Army and the Air Force had to split up, especially the Air Force, which, as the vampire's home base, was disliked by both governments and had long been purged.

"According to him, Count Hircine died six years ago."

"What? Count Hirsing is dead?!" Zheng Zha said in shock. He grabbed Chu Xuan's shoulders and asked, "What happened?"

Chu Xuan glanced at him coldly, and Zheng Zha immediately stood back in embarrassment.

Chu Xuan rubbed his shoulders and said, "After the civil war broke out ten years ago, Earl Hirsing resigned as the head of the Imperial Ecclesiastes and remained neutral in the civil war."

"But on the eve of the end of the Civil War, he suddenly appeared in Southampton and died in an accident. No one knows what happened." "I only heard that his descendants left London and went to Swansea, Wales, and then there was no contact."

"As for Joestar, he left England after the civil war broke out and went to America with his wife and children. He has not been heard from since."

Zhuang Boshi held his chin and said, America, is it possible that the story of Er Qiao is about to happen?

But we don't have time to fight against the people in the column now. The Zhongzhou team now has three fourth-level and one inner-fourth-level, so we are not really afraid of a fake fourth-level Kaz with a golden mask.

The most important thing now is to get rid of Seth, then resurrect teammates, and then go to the East to find the cultivator's legacy.

However, Hircine, who was able to contact the fourth-level vampire Akado, died, which cast a shadow over everyone's beginning.

"Don't think too much. Let's go to Swansea to find Hirsing's child first. There shouldn't be the person we are looking for in London." Chu Xuan looked to the west.

“Time won’t wait for us.”
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A rural collective farm in Swansea.

Carlos Helsing.

The former earl's son was now feeding cows on the farm, his skin tanned by the sun glowing with the glow of labor.

He was so focused on tying up the hay and piling it up that he didn't notice four shadows covering his own.

"Excuse me, are you Carlos Helsing?" A strange London accent sounded.

"Hircine?" The young man was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this long-lost name.

He looked up and found that four strange Oriental men were standing in front of him.

There were three men and one woman, and the one who asked the question just now was the man with beautiful blue eyes.

The young farmer lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "You've got the wrong guy, a strange Oriental man."

"There's no Hircine here, just a farmer with no last name."

He left after saying a few words.

Zheng Zha hurried forward and took out an old photo, which was a photo of him, Saito Hajime, Wingate Helsing and George Joestar at Buckingham Palace.

"Don't be nervous, young man. We are acquaintances of your father." Zheng Zha said in a complicated tone.

The young farmer looked at the photo and then at Zheng Zha's overly young appearance. His face stiffened instantly and then turned red, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Sure enough, you didn't let my father go that day, and you won't let me go today."

"You, are the vampire slayers? Are you finally planning to bury the Hircine family once and for all?"

"Huh?" Zheng Zha looked puzzled.

Although he is a vampire, but... burying Hircine?
The farmer finally couldn't contain his anger anymore. He threw a handful of straw on the ground, pulled out a dung fork, and said to the four people in a hateful voice: "Come on, House Hirsing, there are no cowards!"

"You secret party bugs!"

Snapped!
The dung fork was knocked away without any surprise.

Zhuang Boshi helplessly pointed at the shadows of several people and said, "Mr. Farmer, please don't use such dangerous weapons. We are not vampires. When have you ever seen a vampire standing in the sun with a shadow?"

"We are descendants from the East. Ten years ago, we worked together with Count Hirsing to fight against the vampire conspirators. We even defended Buckingham Palace together."

"This is the truth. You should understand that we came here with good intentions."

"And if you want revenge, you should tell us everything." His eyes on his forehead glowed slightly.

The farmer was stunned by the divine light on the forehead. He looked at the dung fork flying a hundred meters away, sighed and said, "The Hircine you are looking for, my father, is dead."

"Please accept my condolences. We have learned about this incident from some old friends. We want to know what exactly happened?" Zhuang Boshi asked with a gentle smile.

"Let's go back and talk. There are too many people from the farming community here." Little Hirsing calmed down and said to the few people.

Back to the small hut where little Hircine lived, although it was small and not as big as the Earl's castle, it was relatively clean overall. It was obvious that its resident was a well-educated man.

Little Hirsing sat on a stool and took out a bloody noble robe from the box under the bed.

When he saw the clothes, hatred flashed in his eyes: "It was the vampires who killed my father! The remnants of the secret party!"

Secret party?

Weren't we basically wiped out by them in London and the Mediterranean?
"After the bloody battle ten years ago, a part of the vampires escaped. A few years later, they came back for revenge and killed Count Hirsing?" Chu Xuan pushed his glasses and said.

What a cliché plot.

"That's right." Little Haier moved his lips and smiled with a hint of self-mockery: "At that time, my father thought that the vampires had left this country."

"Because of him, the entire country started a civil war, with humans splitting into two factions and killing each other. This is something he didn't want to see."

"He was filled with great pain and guilt. He gave up his position and title, took us away from the political vortex of London, and planned to reunite with Mr. Joestar on the other side of the ocean."

"But unexpectedly, a few days before leaving, a group of vampire remnants attacked him at night. In order to protect me, he had to stay and hold off the enemy."

"By the time I found Mr. Accardo to rescue my father, he was already seriously injured and dying."

"He rejected Akado's suggestion to turn him into a vampire and told me not to avenge him in the future and to just be an ordinary person."

"In the end, he died." Little Hirsing covered his face.

Pain, self-blame and nostalgia continued to gnaw at his heart.

There wasn't a day in Swansea when he didn't want to avenge his father.

But he had no ability and didn't even know where the enemy was.

After a while, little Hirsing calmed down and put the bloody shirt back.

"I followed my father's will, gave up the Hircine family name, chose not to participate in the struggle between the two governments, and returned to my hometown to be an ordinary farmer."

"Three years ago, Mr. Joestar in the United States learned about this and traveled to India alone to hunt down the remaining vampires."

"Just a month ago, there was no news from him."

"Joseph sent me a telegram the other day, hoping I would go to India with him."

"If you hadn't found me, I would be packing my clothes and getting ready to leave." His expression was slightly dazed, and he spoke in a lukewarm voice.

"Really?" Zheng Zha felt that everything had changed. It had only been a short time, but in this world it felt like ten years had passed. Everything had changed.

“I didn’t expect so many things to happen.”

Zheng Zha was feeling a little depressed. After all, although Helsing was a bit cowardly and conservative, he was able to stick to his principles and dare to fight at the critical moment. He was a true aristocrat.

"So, what about Akado?"

Zhuang Boshi wasn't as sentimental as Zheng Zha, so he asked directly, "He should have established a blood pact with your ancestors and fought for your family for generations. He wouldn't just leave you like that."

Little Hircine said hesitantly, "Ever since I gave up the Hircine name, he left in disappointment. It's been four or five years now."

"I'm sorry, I don't know where he is."

Zheng Zha was a little disappointed, but Zhuang Boshi was okay.

In this world that at least stitches together the worldviews of The Mummy, JOJO, Gods of Thrones, the Imperial Ecclesiarchy, and other messy dark monsters.

The next second, DIO jumped out and said that he wanted to run for President of the United States, and Zhuang Boshi would not be too surprised.

However, Akado is a fourth-level vampire. If he finds a deep forest to sleep for decades, it would be really difficult to find him.

He looked at Chu Xuan and found that he seemed to be looking at the candlelight in the room, thinking about something.

He looked out the window and seemed to have discovered something.

"Well, excuse me for disturbing you. After we find Akado, we will go to India with you."

"Mr. George Joestar is our friend after all."

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