At 3: 30 in the afternoon, at Stamford Stadium, the match between Chelsea and Arsenal started. Mourinho and the Chelsea players, who were confident, made the Arsenal players and professors feel the obvious tension.
The whole game was more like a rugby game than a football game.
At the end of the game, two of Chelsea's players were injured, and Arsenal was not much better. Not only was their offensive and defensive rhythm seriously disrupted, but they also lost the game and also injured two players.
After hearing Mourinho's wild talk of winning the title after the game, the professor, who had been holding back his anger, could no longer hold back. Not only did he ridicule Mourinho for being ignorant and a madman, he also scolded William.
Fortunately, he only targeted William and did not scold Lena, so William just smiled and did not care about it.
But just because he did not care did not mean that the outside world would not talk about it.
Early the next morning after the game, the reporters and fans were surprised to find that the two Chelsea players who were injured in yesterday's game were unexpectedly training with their teammates as if nothing had happened.
For a time, the news of the Chelsea players faking injuries to trick the referee and the sympathy spread throughout England.
By the time the next day's game came, the Chelsea players were like madmen again, pressing for the whole game without fear of injury.
While injuring themselves, they also injured the main force of West Ham United, who had always been known for their toughness. When the injured Chelsea players appeared again in the morning exercise the next day, everyone felt that something was unusual.
Unfortunately, William was no longer in London at this time. He had returned to Oxford Castle to deal with the birthday banquet and could not experience the excitement in London.
That night, after working out with Ambrosio, who was excited to be able to attend the banquet, the girl in his arms fell asleep in the middle of the night.
William quietly got up and opened the hidden elevator in his bedroom to the second basement floor. He stood on a full metal platform and said with some excitement, "Let's start, Sunday."
"Understood, sir. Start putting on the Mark III armor."
As soon as he finished speaking, a mechanical sound rang out. On the dressing platform where William was standing, a pair of gold-painted metal combat boots rose a few centimeters above his feet and wrapped around his feet.
Then four mechanical arms stretched out from the platform and began to put on the various parts of the armor for William. After more than ten seconds, the helmet, which was divided into two halves, was fixed on William's head amid a series of clicking and screwing sounds.
Then, the eyes of the helmet flashed with blue light, and the whole set of armor was equipped.
Standing on the platform, William, whose physical fitness was ten times that of an ordinary person, looked at the metal fingers moving nimbly through the closed lenses and felt the surging power coming from his body.
He then instructed Sunday, "Check the armor's auxiliary program, power system, weapon system, and the usage of all the components."
"Yes, sir."
Under Sunday's command, all parts of Mark 3's surface began to self-examine themselves.
Ten seconds later, Sunday reported, "Sir, the auxiliary program is normal, the power system is normal, and the weapon system is normal. You can take off at any time."
"Open the patio." William placed his hands beside his thighs, his palms facing the ground. Whoosh whoosh whoosh. A blue light shot out from the palms and soles of his armor, slowly pushing him off the ground.
"The courtyard has been opened."
William looked up at the sky and thought about increasing the energy output. The brainwave receiving system of the armor received his order.
With a soft "bang", the armor rose rapidly, flew out of the patio, and rushed into the sky.
Then, hundreds of triangular wing self-destructing aircraft followed William out of the patio, ignoring William who had already flown thousands of meters high and was still rising. Under Sunday's control, they flew towards the old Devonshire Earl's manor dozens of kilometers away.
After flying freely for more than twenty minutes at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, William flew towards the old Earl's manor after hearing Sunday's report that he was ready.
Hovering a few hundred meters above the manor, he asked Sunday, "Is the old Earl's widow, Madam Margaret, in the manor?"
"No, after Madam Margaret received your funding, she moved out of the manor with a personal maid and lived in Switzerland," Sunday said with certainty. "There are no normal humans in the entire manor."
"Very well, it's time for me to meet the relative I've never met." With that, William flew straight towards the manor.
After breaking through several ceilings in the main building, William landed in the middle of the living room in a half-crouch. He stood up and turned around, and the scanning device on his helmet immediately scanned everyone in the living room into the main computer.
"Who are you? How dare you break into the Devonshire Family's manor?"
Turning his gaze to the person dressed as a butler who had shouted at him, William raised his palm, which was emitting a blue light, and said, "No, you're not the one who said that you're a member of the Devonshire Family. You have to get my permission first."
"Whoosh!" A low sound of energy was heard. The butler, who had already sensed the danger, wanted to dodge, but how could he be faster than the beam of light?
The butler looked at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief. He pointed at William in horror and asked uncertainly, "William Devonshire?"
"That's right." With two large strides, William grabbed the butler's neck and said, "You mad dogs actually dare to spy on my castle and my mother instead of obediently hiding in the dark like rats."
"Mad dogs?" The butler's eyes turned sharp as he shouted to the others, "Kill him, he already knows our secret. Either we kill him or turn him into one of us."
With that, the butler roared. Black veins popped up on his face, his nostrils protruded, his fangs were exposed, and thick hair began to grow crazily.
"Roar!" He, who had turned into a werewolf, swung his claws at William's chest. However, the expected situation of tearing the armor apart did not happen. The four claws only scratched the paint on the armor before breaking because the attack was too fierce.
"Roar, roar, roar!" A low roar came from behind William. The shoulder of the armor automatically opened, revealing a row of six small missiles.
"Pu, pu, pu!" The missiles were fired at the werewolves who were charging at William.
"Boom, boom, boom!" After a series of explosions, all the transformed werewolves fell to the ground with their heads cut off.
"Sir, the spider robots have sent a message. A large number of werewolves are rushing up from under the manor."
After hearing Sunday's report, William lifted the werewolf in his hand and threw it to the ground. He stepped on its back and said, "In the secret base of Yellowstone Park in the United States, how many cells are there that can hold these mad dogs?"
"After receiving your order, I had the engineering robots reinforce the original cells. It shouldn't be a problem to hold a dozen of them."
"That's good. It seems that after today, we won't be lacking experimental subjects."
He raised his hand and made a circle around him. A teleportation door appeared in front of William, and he kicked the werewolf under his foot into the door.
The robot, who had been on standby, shot a stun grenade at the werewolf before it could react. After it was stunned, it grabbed its leg and threw it into the cell.
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