In the 1920 port of London, the copper-green River Thames was filled with fine foam. Most of the ships passing by were coal-burning steamboats. The Thames was busy shipping, and in the morning sun, the ships coming and going flowed through the London Bridge.

O'Connor looked at the port of the Thames and felt a rich and indelible anxiety in his heart.

London, which had just ended World War I, has returned to its former prosperity, and is even more prosperous than before the war. During World War I, British soldiers suffered only more than 700,000 casualties, less than 50% of the Irish famine created by British aristocrats, and less than one-thirty of the casualties of China's Anti-Japanese War. Chen Ang believes that this little casualty alone reflects the importance of the crown of the world hegemony, and how can it reflect the sacrifice of the country's dominance for hundreds of years, and sacrifices for Britain's blood?

In order to defend hegemony, the UK's population is nearly 50 million, and more than half of it died? Chen Ang believes that not many.

In order to be independent, East Timor died 20% of its population at that time. In order to eliminate the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the Qing royal family massacred nearly 20 million people, which was close to the total number of casualties in the First World War. However, the British hegemony crown fell and only 700,000 people were buried with him!

Chen Ang believes that this is a shame for Britain. At the moment when the evil Imoton army of undead resurrection, only Britain has the right to represent the Western world, sacrifice the previous two generations and shed all blood, can it be exchanged for the re-light of mankind and justice overcomes evil. According to Chen Ang's plan, Britain should have fought for fourteen years and died for a generation, which is more appropriate.

The darkness before justice is always long, isn’t it?

Doesn’t Britain have to pay a heavy price for the upcoming dawn?

All this is worth it. For justice, Britain should persevere until the last Indian died.

At this moment, in the House of Lords, the Speaker in stockings, walked into the House of Lords' auditorium surrounded by the authoritative ceremonies, and it was already full of parliamentarians. O'Connor carefully passed through the side door and walked into the auditorium, and it was already full of people.

A group of MPs roared at the Speaker: "The British Empire should know what happened in Egypt? We have special interests in Egypt. In any case, the British Empire will never allow the Suez Canal, such a major shipping route that is related to the lifeline of Europe, and the canal that can control the situation in Europe is out of our control."

"There has been no news for almost two months! The shipping has been cut off for a week, gentlemen, the stock trading market in London is going crazy. And you still can't figure out what's going on?"

"Don't tell us what was said in the telegram is true, what isn't the Death Spirit Army occupied Suez, this is the House of Lords, not the place where scammers and madmen go crazy, we need accurate government intelligence!"

The Speaker shouted desperately: "Yun, gentlemen, please be quiet. We are dispatching troops from overseas military bases to pass, and things will soon be revealed..."

Someone stood up and shouted in chaos, "If they want to fight, then give them war, no matter who they are! Whether the French or American, we need to know who they are, where are our diplomats stationed around the world? Why are we like a blind man... We are not afraid of the enemy, but the Prime Minister cannot cover our noses and ears."

The Speaker shouted: "Our enemy is very cunning. I invited Mr. O'Connor, a veteran who was passing there when the Suez military base fell. He would tell us what happened there, but gentlemen, I don't know how to judge, because it was not Mr. O'Connor's confession alone, and he brought back a platoon of soldiers and his common words."

The Speaker asked the people next to O'Connor to get out of the way. O'Connor squeezed onto the podium with difficulty. He hesitated for a moment, and then shouted: "Gentlemen, what I said below may be absurd and bizarre, or shocking, but I swear in the name of God that it is my real experience, and every word and every sentence I am willing to take responsibility for. Things should start with the fact that I led the army to be stationed in Hamnata last year..."

"...I and a battalion saw with my own eyes that thousands of thunders fell from the sky. The Oriental man bathed in countless silver lightnings and destroyed it into white land. About five thousand feet away from me, the blazing lightning destroyed everything. Then came a group of evil vampires who occupied the entire military base. The army was panicked like rabbits. No one could organize a resistance. I snatched a ship at the port, and withdrew from Suez with about a platoon of soldiers, and later came to London to report the matter to His Excellency Sir Edmund."

O'Connor ended his report with the noise of the MPs below. As soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped up and sarcastically said: "So, Mr. O'Connor treats us as children who listen to good night stories? He should not stand on the podium of the House of Lords, but in the theater to say these words. I may not give him two money for this wonderful story!"

The congressmen below burst into laughter!

Another well-dressed MP stood up and said, "We need to know the results of the government's real investigation! For a month, the government cannot remain indifferent. I know that the Prime Minister sent an investigation team and the Suez Canal lost contact a week ago. How many ships pass there every day? I don't believe no one brings out a little news."

"Yes, we need to know the truth hidden by the government!" someone shouted.

The Speaker hesitated for a moment and said to the parliamentarians: "Please be quiet, we will tell you the results of the investigation. Next, we will invite Deputy Corbyn Leader of the investigation team, but due to some accidents, Deputy Corbyn Leader..." At this time, from the side door next to him, the guards supported a 'man in military uniform and walked out in full view of the parliamentarians.

The reason for putting double quotes is that the ‘man’ is left with only one human form. His hair is sparse and withered, and his skin is like being peeled off, revealing rotten bones and withered muscles. He only has a few huge black holes left on his face, and his teeth are not blocked by his lips, and they are exposed nakedly.

This look is chilling.

The Speaker whispered: "There are more than 130 people in the investigation team, and they can also obtain diplomatic support from embassies in various places, and even deploy troops. At that time, under the protection of a regiment, they approached the Suez Canal area, and in the end only fifty-one people fled there. Thirteen more people died on the way to London, and only twenty-five people survived. Corbyn is the only one who has maintained his language skills."

"The rest of the people are either crazy or life is worse than death..."

The Speaker's words made the House of Lords quiet. The members of the parliament were either frightened or confused and looked at the rotten meat on the stage that needed someone to support him. He muttered in a speechless manner: "Black fog... Devil! The army of undead... is coming here, everyone is dead! Everyone is going to die..."

Then the dying man suddenly trembled violently, his body twitched rapidly, his eyes showed extreme fear, and he roared with all his strength: "They are here! He is here! Escape quickly... Everyone is going to die. No... God! Save me..."

Suddenly swelled from his throat, his Adam's apple protruded and his mouth widened. Someone was frightened to see a finger drilling out of his throat, followed by a hand. A large amount of black mist suddenly emerged from his facial features, like countless wriggling bugs. The sword drowned him in a blink of an eye. The House of Lords was in an uproar. The members of the parliament retreated in horror, and the Speaker shouted at the guards.

At this time, in the misty mist at the mouth of the Thames River, an empty ship was sailing silently towards the port. Behind the skeleton of this ghost ship, there were more unmanned ships heading towards the Port of Thames.

Imoton's bald head reflected the sunlight and appeared at the bow. He stood on the bow of the ship, looking down at the busy city. The pilot of the port approached the ship in the mist on a small boat. He shouted to the ship: "Check the ship! Hurry!" Because of his sight, he could not see anything on the strings.

But the long silence still made him feel uneasy, and he quietly pressed his hand on the gun at his waist.
Chapter completed!