Daughter of Cthulhu?

Ksheela?

What does this mean?

Outside the door of the conference room, Haihara Ai heard all the unfamiliar names mentioned by Elena Miyano, and even felt that he was not in an organization at this time.

But after studying the information left by Elena Miyano, Ai Haihara knew that Elena Miyano was definitely not bluffing.

If the research conducted by Elena Miyano is part of the "New World" project, then this project did begin a long time ago.

For example, America Island in Wakasa Bay existed as a drug experiment site half a century ago.

Because of this, Haibara Ai once told Conan that Conan had been involved in the secret plan that the organization had started executing half a century ago.

It was only today that Haihara Ai finally understood that the ultimate goal of organizing and implementing various plans was to construct a new world.

Haibara Ai still cannot understand whether this "new world" refers to subverting the human regime in the existing world or completely destroying human society.

Although the latter sounds crazy, at this moment, Haihara Ai feels in his heart that the organization already has such power, and it is only a matter of time before the plan is completed.

no……

I have to find a way to tell Kudo and the others!

…

At the same time, as Elena Miyano pushed Rumi Wakasa to the stage, the leaders of the pagan organizations tilted their heads in that direction and watched in silence.

Xira, the daughter of Cthulhu.

According to a very small amount of written records, Ksheela's form is roughly close to that of his father, the great Cthulhu. Except for the fact that he does not have a bloated human form, he is basically a giant octopus.

But the bespectacled woman in front of her, except for her rather gloomy temperament, is basically a normal human being.

"You said this woman is the daughter of Cthulhu, Ksheela?"

He Fang from the Women's Association held a cigar in her mouth, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the suspicion in her tone was not concealed.

Although the leaders of other pagan organizations did not speak, their eyes were more or less flashing with distrust.

Only Baron Hauptmann, who was sitting closest to the main seat, squinted into Rumi Wakasa's eyes, with a hint of fear in his deep eye sockets.

"I can understand your reaction..."

Elena Miyano looked indifferent and explained calmly: "Strictly speaking, Wakasa Rumi is a half-human who has almost the same characteristics as Keshira through my cultivation."

"Every function of her body is higher than that of humans, she grows rapidly, and she has a physique that makes it easier to get pregnant, which is enough to complete the task of giving birth to Cthulhu."

"She is currently in the pregnancy stage, but unlike human cycles, her pregnancy cycle will be very short..."

Elena Miyano gently raised her hand and gently touched Rumi Wakasa's slightly bulging abdomen.

This seemingly ordinary move made the leaders of the pagan organizations present look in their eyes with unconcealable shock.

At this time, Baron Hauptmann, who had always been very cautious, spoke.

"Why should a half-human be tasked with this task?"

"Since you have captured Keshira, why can't you just use him to complete the birth ceremony?"

Elena Miyano turned her head and said respectfully: "Lord Baron, what you said is of course the plan we thought of at the beginning."

"However, after many experiments, we found that the deep diver's sperm was not strong enough to combine with Xila's egg and complete the task of giving birth to Cthulhu."

"So we believe that Keshira is the daughter of Cthulhu after all and one of the old rulers. One of them is too powerful and the power balance will be imbalanced."

"But if you have partial human blood, as long as you use the dark power of the Supreme Mother Goddess to impregnate it, the power ratio will be close to perfect..."

As soon as Elena Miyano finished speaking, a bald man wearing a black robe and a thick beard sitting on the other side said in a cold tone.

"But all this is just your speculation. No one can guarantee that the great Cthulhu will be born from her womb."

"And not anything else..."

"I can guarantee that."

Suddenly, an old and solemn voice sounded in the conference room.

At the same time, the dark conference room suddenly lit up, and the pattern on the projection screen changed.

The original photo of Gehros was switched to a dark crow pattern.

The moment they saw this pattern, the eyes of the leaders of the pagan organizations on both sides of the conference table flickered, and their expressions suddenly became tense.

Because they all know very well what the pattern in front of them represents.

This is the symbol of Renya Karasuma, the real mastermind behind the Black Brotherhood.

"Aubrey Pench, I promise you, our plan will succeed..."

"Cthulhu will be born in this world from the belly of mankind, bringing a new order to the earth and new opportunities for us."

Karasuma Renye's voice is simple and low, but it has unquestionable majesty.

And no one dared to question what he said personally.

Apart from……

"Should it bring new opportunities to you and your organization?"

A harsh question shifted the focus of everyone in the conference room from the crow logo on the projection screen to He Fang, who was wearing a white suit.

Among all the black robes worn by everyone present, the white on his body was somewhat eye-catching.

He Fang raised her hand to remove the cigar from her mouth, raised her eyebrows, and said in a somewhat sinister tone: "Master Karasuma, forgive me for speaking more directly..."

"But your plan should just be to satisfy your own ambitions, right?"

"After the new order is established, where will you put our organizations?"

"Are we equals, or do we take orders from you?"

The questions raised by He Fang are particularly pointed.

Although the pagan organizations participating in the meeting today have their own strengths and weaknesses, due to the division of spheres of influence, they are basically on an equal footing with each other.

The sphere of influence of the Black Pharaoh Brotherhood is Britain and Egypt.

The Beast Brotherhood's sphere of influence is Germany and France.

The Bloody Tongue's sphere of influence is East Africa.

The sphere of influence of Voodoo is the Caribbean and the southern United States.

The sphere of influence of the Women's Association is China.

The sphere of influence of the Silver Twilight Church is the eastern United States.

The Starry Sky Wisdom Order's sphere of influence is the western United States and Canada.

The Black Brotherhood's sphere of influence is Japan.

Although these organizations occasionally cooperate, such as the last operation to resurrect the Black Pharaoh at Stonehenge in England, most of the time they play their own roles.

Such a unified joint meeting this time was simply impossible before.

If it hadn't been for the call in the name of Karasuma Renya, there wouldn't have been such a complete gathering.

And although they all believe in the same master, it does not mean that they must cooperate with the actions of the Black Brotherhood.

Even once the "New World" plan succeeds, other organizations will bow to Karasuma Renya.

This is unacceptable to He Fang.

There was silence in the conference room for a moment before Karasuma Renye's voice sounded again.

"When the plan is successful, each of you will be able to obtain life-extending drugs..."

"There are also the latest scientific and technological achievements developed by the organization, which your organization can also enjoy."

"Under the new order, the original division of spheres of influence can remain unchanged, and we can jointly determine the future destiny of all mankind."

"After I have finished speaking, who else objects?"

As soon as Karasuma Renye finished speaking, He Fang immediately shouted.

"I object!"

But as soon as he finished shouting, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared from behind him.

The beautiful figure raised the poisonous needle in her hand and stabbed He Fang on the back of the neck with lightning speed.

In less than 3 seconds, He Fang felt a strong sense of suffocation.

He covered his throat, the flesh on his face was twisted in pain, and he fell to the table forever without struggling twice.

Along with his death, the figure of "He Fang" disappeared instantly from the seat where he was sitting.

It turned out that He Fang did not actually come to the ship, but participated in the meeting in the form of holographic projection.

At the same time, in a mansion far away in the Magic City, He Fang was lying on the desk with eyes wide open, a cigar still burning beside her open mouth.

Behind him, Pu Si Qinglan, also known as He Qinglan, was putting the poisonous needle into his cuff.
To be continued...