Sherlock Holmes set off, and at the invitation of the Doomsday Party, embarked on a ship bound for the Aztec Empire.

The content of the treaty secretly signed by the Church of Truth and the Church of the Apocalypse has attracted the attention of the top brass of the Doomsday Party, which is very bad news for them, after all, all the countries in the world on the surface are currently controlled by the Divine Department of the Apocalypse and the Church of Truth, once the Divine Department of the Apocalypse and the Church of Truth join forces to deal with them...

They won't be able to resist!

For this reason, the top of the Doomsday Party decided to summon Holmes, firstly to reward his loyalty, and secondly, to seek a way out.

Mavi believes that Holmes can bring him good news this time.

In order to conceal the public's attention, and incidentally conform to Holmes' reason for asking for leave from the church, the fleet first sailed to the southern continent, and then joined another ship on the way, taking Holmes to the Aztec Empire.

In mid-September, Holmes arrived in Mexico City, the capital of the Aztec Empire.

Today's Mexico City has changed a lot compared to half a year ago, Goncharov led the crowd to develop a lot of believers, and now there is 1 main church and 4 chapels in the city, and it is still radiating to the surrounding area, which has a great influence on local wizards.

"It seems that the influence of the local wizards is not high." Holmes said suddenly.

The messenger who received Sherlock Holmes laughed when he heard this: "The local wizards often organize believers to storm the Church of Truth, but they can't use magic and can't compete with Bishop Goncharov and others, plus the king doesn't support them to use force, so the living space of wizards has been squeezed.... Please go this way and don't let them see you."

Although the Aztecs were unable to provide Yunia with the power of faith, Goncharov treated them equally, which is the purpose of the Church of Truth.

Following the emissary, Holmes arrives at a construction site in the city, ostensibly to build a foundation, but in fact where the Doomsday have excavated the ruins.

Following the reserved staircase, Holmes came to the underground, at first the passage was very narrow, only one person could pass through, but it was open in all directions, like an ant's nest, I don't know how many passages, I can clearly hear the conversation from the next passage.

The messenger walked ahead with a kerosene lamp, leading Holmes around the complex underground labyrinth, explaining as he went, "These are the first ruins to be discovered, and we have been operating this place for many years, and even if we are attacked, there is a proper way out."

As the passage widened, workers with hoes appeared around them, staring at Holmes with bell-like eyes, and did not resume work until Holmes passed.

Continuing downward, the number of workers began to decrease, and at last there was no one to be seen, and in the huge passage, it seemed that only the messenger and Sherlock Holmes were left, and the dirt under their feet had turned into stone bricks at some point, and the heels of their shoes would make a series of echoes when they stepped on them.

When the earth under his feet turned into stone bricks, the messenger began to recite some kind of ancient incantation, the dim flame of the kerosene lamp began to flicker and blacken, the surrounding walls became blurred, in the darkness, Holmes seemed to see a mess of lines in front of his eyes, twisted and unreal, the only lighting tool was the kerosene lamp in the messenger's hand, but at this moment it had obviously lost its illuminating effect.

Holmes took out a match and tried to light it, but at the moment when he exerted his strength, the messenger suddenly stopped chanting and said in a deep voice, "Don't light a fire, follow me."

After thinking about it, Holmes put away the match and continued to walk forward.

In the darkness, it was impossible to distinguish the direction and time, the black flames emitted a bewitching and strange circle of light, and as they walked, the footsteps disappeared, and the feet were no longer stone bricks, covered by some kind of invisible darkness, and there was silence when they stepped on it, and the messenger was still thinking about Suosuo.

Holmes pricked up his ears to discern the incantation recited by the messenger, and after listening for a while, he realized that he didn't understand what the other party was saying, as if it were a completely new language, which he had never been exposed to before....

As they walked, a feeling of hardness suddenly came from under their feet, which was the peace of mind that the ground could only give, and the stop swaying, turning back into a dim flame and the torches lit around them also symbolized that they had returned to the real world.

Holmes looked around and saw that they had arrived

In a magnificent circular stone hall, there are white jade pillars on both sides, and the stone pillars are inlaid with human statues, which look lifelike.

At a cursory glance, there are at least a few hundred statues... No! Thousands!

White jade pillars lead to the dome, and craftsmen have carved countless niches on it, each two meters high and two meters wide, and a statue of a human being of equal size is placed, and there are many empty spaces in it.

The stone pillars divide the niches and also divide the floors, every ten niches are a layer, the first floor is the hall, except for the statues, there is nothing but the statues, and from the second floor, the stands extend from the stone pillars, and each layer of the stands is placed with wide-backed copper chairs, the number of which decreases in turn.

There are three levels of stands, the lowest one, the closest one to Sherlock Holmes, has twenty-four bronze chairs, the middle stand has ten silver chairs, and the highest and closest to the dome has only one stone chair, although it is not as precious as copper and silver, but it has an ancient charm.

"Mr. Holmes, please come here."

The messenger placed the kerosene lamp in the center of the hall and motioned for Holmes to walk behind the kerosene lamp and stand still.

Sherlock Holmes stepped forward, and as he approached the kerosene lamp, the chairs in the third floor of the grandstand gradually appeared with their heads, and they sat upright in the chairs, some playing with the rings in their hands, some whispering to the people around them, and even holding an apple and munching on it, but no matter what they were doing, their eyes were fixed on Sherlock Holmes.

Bowing around, the messenger left the hall backwards.

"You're Sherlock Holmes? Russell's Legendary Detective?"

A figure sitting on ten silver chairs was the first to speak.

"It's me, yes."

Holmes cast his gaze towards the middle stand, roughly guessing the identities of the men.

The Doomsday Party has a clear hierarchy within the party, with only one leader, under which there are ten gospels and twenty-four elders, which exactly correspond to the number of chairs.

The inquiring figure addresses Russell without honorifics, implying that he is equal to Russell and is one of the Ten Gospels.

However, from the perspective of the seat position, the opponent's status is obviously lower than Russell, who is sitting in the left-central position.

Sherlock Holmes had already been invited by Russell to become a member of the Doomsday Party, and his current rank was that of the Wise, only one level above the lowest level of Worker, and above that there was a Mentor, then an Elder.

Only by becoming a mentor can you enter the interior of the Doomsday Party, and you can learn some unknown secrets, and Holmes, who can come to the headquarters as a wise man and meet ***, the Ten Gospels, and the Twenty-Four Elders at the same time, obviously attracted their attention.

"Sherlock Holmes, we have read the information you submitted, and there is no doubt about its authenticity, and now, I promote you to a mentor."

The voice sounded directly in everyone's minds, like a thunderbolt in the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, a messenger came silently from behind, holding a tray in his hand, and in the tray was a golden badge symbolizing the status of the teacher.

Sherlock Holmes took off his Wise Badge and placed it on the tray, picked up the Mentor Badge and put it on, and asked, "Is the Doomsday really related to the Outer Gods?"

The atmosphere in the hall froze instantly, all small movements stopped, and one elder even tore off a few beards and looked at Holmes in disbelief.

Even the messenger who was giving the badge couldn't help but glance up at Holmes, then lowered his head and walked briskly out of the hall.

He knew that the next conversation was not for him to listen to.

"The Outer Gods... That's not something you should inquire." Said in a calm tone.

"When Russell asked me to join the Doomsday Party, he said that the Doomsday Party was fighting for humanity! I believe!"

Sherlock Holmes exclaimed, "I know a thing or two about the origin of the gods, and Aztec mythology also indicates that the outer gods coveted the world left behind by the Creator! They are even more terrible enemies than the old gods! How can the Doomsday be in league with them?!"

Hearing this, an elder snorted coldly, "Don't we know what kind of Outer Gods are? Isn't it true that we are researching alchemy technology to solve them! Don't listen to rumors! The original intention of the Doomsday Party was never there

It's changed!"

"That's right! Look around you! The owners of these statues, they are all saints who have dedicated their lives to humanity! This is also a temple! What you say is blaspheming them!"

Russell, who was fiddling with his hair, kept glaring at Holmes, as if to signal him not to talk much, but Holmes didn't look at him at all.

"Russell, this is the person you introduced."

The Gospel, who spoke at first, sneered, "It's not a good sign that just a guru who doesn't even know the whole picture of the world and starts judging the party wantonly."

In the face of numerous accusations, Holmes did not panic, slowly took out a match, lit a pipe and put it in his mouth, and after taking a puff, said: "The rush to defend is often a sign of weakness."

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"You keep talking about the sages, about the saints who have made great contributions, but what?"

Holmes narrowed his eyes and mocked unceremoniously, "Holding the banner of the sages and making decisions against your ancestors, are you really the Doomsday Party? Are you still the Doomsday? Isn't it rotting under the shiny banner?"

"Yes, sages, always bring out sages..."

Sherlock Holmes smiled, "Using the example of the sages, isn't it the same representation that your generation has not been able to take? Looking at these statues tells me who is insulting the sages!"

There was a dead silence in the hall, the wheezing became heavy, and ***, who was sitting in the top stands, stared at Holmes faintly, and when everyone's anger was about to reach its peak, he suddenly said, "We did make contact with the outer gods, and we also made a deal, although this is against the rules set by the sages, but we all agree that this will not affect the overall situation."

"What's the deal?" Sherlock Holmes glanced at the badge on his chest, "Is it a secret that I can't listen to at my level?" That's a shame, because you don't need to hear more."

"The deal is simple, we protect the Aztec heritage, and the Outer Gods tell us where the ruins of the Golden Age are."

"That's all?"

"Hmm." Asked, "The Aztecs were created by the outer gods, and their physiology and appearance are the same as ours, but they are not our own kind, you must know these secrets, but do you think that the Aztecs, who are useless compared to the ruins of the Golden Age, need to be eradicated?"

Holmes immediately replied, "There's no need... The premise is that they are really useless, and from the fact that the outer gods have asked you to protect the lineage, the Aztecs must be useful, but you don't know it."

Noncommittally, he said: "Over the years, the Doomsday Party has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has never changed, our ancestors did not have extraordinary power, but they are constantly making efforts, and when it comes to our generation, I don't want to sit still and wait for death, we should seek change, we should change."

"Alchemy technology is the direction of change you chose?"

"Yes, I heard that the Romanov Kingdom has researched alchemy warriors, combined with the glory of the Golden Age, the ancient god Asis also wants to use alchemy.... This is enough to prove the potential of alchemy technology."

"But the Golden Gods have failed." Sherlock Holmes said, "Even the creators of alchemy technology have not been able to break the shackles of fate, is the Doomsday so confident?"

"According to the ancient historical books circulating within the Doomsday Party, the demise of the Golden Gods is related to alchemy technology, and they have developed alchemy technology to the peak, but they have encountered a bottleneck that is difficult to break through, because the upper limit cannot be broken, social development has stagnated, and chaos has begun to arise..."

Sherlock Holmes nodded slowly, he had heard Ma Wei say these secrets, and now he wanted to know what *** thought, knowing that alchemy technology has an upper limit, and he still had to conduct research, isn't this self-defeating?

"In the records of that era, the sages also mentioned that alchemy technology is not without the possibility of breaking through the upper limit, and it requires two crucial things."

"What's that?"

"The Alchemy Divine Tree, and... Siren's Tears."

He said in a steady voice, "These are all treasures left by the ancient god Ashis, and the golden gods only have them

When I arrived at the Alchemy Divine Tree, there was no Siren's Tears, so I was trapped in prison and couldn't break through."

Frowning, Holmes asked, "These two things are currently in the hands of the Church of Truth, and they are also researching alchemy technology, that is..."

"They have the potential to break through the limits of alchemy technology." Smiling slightly, "Yes, that's right."

"Why?"

"Are you curious?"

"I'm curious."

Without ridicule or ridicule, *** lowered his eyes and whispered, "Because the biggest reason for the failure of the Golden Gods is that they have lost their role, and it is human nature that overthrows them, not a simple technological ceiling."

"The most terrifying thing about alchemy technology is not that it can create anything, but that it can strengthen the greed of human nature."

"At the end of the Golden Age, when the Doomsday Party was at its most prevalent, at that time, everyone was the Doomsday Party, and people lost their fear of God, and this... That's what we want to see."