Chapter 1792
Doctor Hell and the Ghost Faces!
Chapter 1792 Doctor Hell and the Ghost Faces!
On an island called Bardos, somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.
Dr. Hell stood solemnly on the control panel, meticulously watching the data fed back in real time from the production mechanism that was creating the mechanical beasts.
In this solemn moment, however, a figure that seemed out of place, even clashing with the atmosphere, opened the tightly closed door and appeared behind Doctor Hell.
"Although you are a distinguished guest, it is a very disrespectful act to trespass here without the host's permission."
Dr. Hell, who had been intently watching the real-time data, slowly closed his eyes and said unhappily.
"Haha! My apologies, esteemed Doctor Hell. This was all because I was too impatient, eager to witness the birth of the masterpiece that combined our hard work! Please forgive any abruptness!"
"Is that so? Then, could you please tell me your real name, esteemed guest? As a partner, and someone who has poured our hearts and souls into this endeavor, I hope that my partner is not a hypocrite who wears a mask and stands before me spouting lies."
Doctor Hell, holding the Staff of Bardos, turned to look at the distinguished guest.
"Hehe. I'm sorry you had to see that!"
After bowing deeply in apology, the visitor straightened his voice and said in a deep tone.
"Please forgive me for deliberately concealing my identity in order to maintain secrecy, Doctor Hell. This was all for the sake of our continued cooperation."
"is it?"
Doctor Hell was not fooled by such a casual remark.
As a man with ambitions to dominate the world, Doctor Hell is not someone to be trifled with.
"So, what now?"
"Congratulations, Doctor Hell! You have passed our organization's test. From this moment forward, I formally reveal our identities to Doctor Hell. We are from an organization called the Ghostfaces, and we have already established a cooperative relationship with the Holy Britannian Empire."
"The operation that assisted you, Dr. Hell, in eliminating your adversary, Juzo Kabuto, was supported by the intelligence network established by the Holy Britannian Empire around the First Tokyo metropolitan area. The Holy Britannian Empire paid a heavy price for this, and the intelligence network around the First Tokyo metropolitan area has likely been wiped out by the Earth Federation forces that have now realized what was happening."
The visitors clearly laid out the assistance they were offering to Doctor Hell, leaving him with no room for rebuttal.
"Finally, it is indeed not very friendly for me to use the pseudonym MR! However, given that the names used by our Ghost Faces group are similar to this pseudonym, I can only express my sincerity by introducing myself again."
"My name is MR.S. I am one of the executives of the Ghost Face Gang."
"MR.S?"
Doctor Hell snorted coldly.
"You so-called 'Ghost Face Clan' are really just putting on airs."
"Please understand! To avoid being found by our mortal enemies, we have to use aliases. But the name MR.S already represents the fate that we Ghost Faces are destined to have."
"Enough with the rambling nonsense! We can talk about that later. Now, tell me what you really want to do?"
Doctor Hell waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on the topic any longer, and got straight to the point.
"We, the Ghostfaces, are willing to help any great man with lofty ambitions to realize his aspirations. And Doctor Hell, as well as the emperor of the Holy Britannian Empire, are great men whom we, the Ghostfaces, will support."
Mr. S. revealed the purpose of the Ghost Faces in a loud voice.
"A great man? There's no need for further praise. I'm not a three-year-old child who can be swayed by your sweet words."
Doctor Hell's expression gradually turned cold. "Then, let's talk about some actual deals."
Seeing that Dr. Hell was unmoved, Mr. S then took out a small box from his pocket.
"Doctor Hell must be troubled by the progress of his experiments, and what's in here might offer him some insights."
"Hmph. That's a pretty good trap."
Doctor Hell sneered.
Behind him, the experiment he had just been focusing on had just failed.
The reason for the failure is unknown, yet it is certainly clear.
That is, the sample used by Doctor Hell could not be truly fused with the sample provided by MR.S.
The small box that Mr. S., who couldn't be swayed by sweet talk, presented was clearly a sample that Dr. Hell couldn't refuse.
"A deal can only be completed when both parties reach an agreement. Dr. Hell. The Holy Britannian Empire has recently been under pressure from the Earth Federation Forces, and His Majesty Charles hopes that someone can put pressure on the Earth Federation Forces around the First Tokyo Metropolitan Area."
Mr. S expressed his thoughts in a friendly manner.
"I approve of this deal. Mr. S of the Ghost Face Clan."
"I'm glad to see that you, Doctor Hell, made the right choice. Well then, I'll offer a little message as a token of my gratitude!"
Mr. S chuckled softly.
"Doctor. The Ghostface Clan recently lost an artificial dimensional beast and hopes to make up for the loss of combat power as soon as possible. If you, Doctor Hell, can create a fusion beast that is stronger than the artificial dimensional beast, then I am willing to recommend you to the organization as a member of the Ghostface Clan as an executive."
"Thank you very much for your kindness! Now, please leave immediately. I need to continue my experiment!"
Dr. Hell remained unmoved, only wanting to compare the differences between the two samples as quickly as possible.
Mr. S was not angry about this. He patted his chest in a gesture of respect and then left the room.
As for whether Doctor Hell would be willing to join the Ghostfaces, Mr. S has no doubt.
Having witnessed firsthand the difference between the two samples, Dr. Hell, who was determined to conquer the world with mechanical beasts, would inevitably want to obtain more and stronger samples.
Because those were biological cells from a fusion beast that was given the name of a god!
The artificial dimensional beast Giga Amon that suddenly disappeared was merely an accidental product of experiments verifying the activity of these biological cells!
"Your Excellency! Does Dr. Hell have a moment now...?"
Just then, a figure shrouded in robes, with a woman on one side and a man on the other, appeared before Mr. S and respectfully asked.
"Oh? Baron Asura. It's you! Doctor Hell is currently engrossed in his research..."
Before Mr. S could finish speaking, Dr. Hell's voice came from the laboratory, and the Staff of Bardos was then delivered to Baron Asura by a drone.
"Baron Ashura. While I was conducting my research, you took the Staff of Bardos and ordered the mechanical beast legion to launch an attack on the First Tokyo Metropolitan Area. At the same time, you must destroy Kabuto Juzo and the Photon Force Research Institute!"
Upon hearing this, Baron Asura knelt down excitedly, raised his hands to receive the Staff of Bardos, and responded loudly.
"Yes! Ashura obeys the order!"
(End of this chapter)