Arknights' Lock of Heaven

"Out of rage?" Chen calmly looked at Koschche, who was controlling her sisters' bodies, with her sword drawn. "Murder to silence them?"

Chen was not the Chen who came to Chernobog to find Talulah with a heart full of anger and doubt, but the Chen who came to Koschitch with the same boiling anger.

Having already known the fate of her sisters, she came here not to find answers, but only for revenge.

She had already sharpened her sword and was ready.

“I still don’t understand,” Kosiché said, not directly answering her question, “how did all this happen?”

"If it's not Rhodes Island, if it's not the evil spirits of the Tower of Babel, then who is it that has trapped me in this invisible net?"

"Sister, perhaps you can give me the answer."

Although he said that, the flames in his hand were aimed at Amiya.

But Chen wasn't the only one present.

Before ACE could raise his shield to block Amiya, Rosemary's 'sword' had already torn through the red dragon's flames with immense force.

Rosemary is a good child, an obedient good child.

She listened to Amiya and remained silent, never using her abilities.

Amiya, on the other hand, knew that Koschei would not kill them until he got the answer.

After all, he looked genuinely confused.

I'm really uneasy.

But now, Amiya has decided to reveal some things. In order to avoid provoking Koschei, Rosemary also needs to show her strength so that Koschei can be more 'calm'.

Because Amiya also had things she wanted to know from him.

“Avalon, is this name familiar to you? Duke Kosiché.”

"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Kosiché asked, frowning. "What are you trying to say?"

"Haven't you always wanted to know who gave Mr. Patriot hope?"

“I can tell you,” Amiya said, her eyes serious, “that he is a sage who claims to be from Avalon.”

"A sage with white hair, wearing a blue and white robe, holding a strange staff, speaking somewhat incoherently, having lived for many years, and with a tragic past."

"Duke Kosiché, think carefully, have you ever offended him?"

"Are you trying to fool me?" Kosiche hurled a flame. "Trying to stall for time with these nonsensical words?"

“No, the guerrillas and the Shield Guards all saw it,” Amiya pointed outside the command tower, “right in the Chernobog Civic Square.”

"I thought you knew, after all..."

"Fine, since you don't know, Commander Chen, ACE, Rosemary, can you buy me five minutes?"

"I want to end all of this."

"How arrogant!" Kosichek brandished his longsword, unleashing a torrent of flames as he charged toward Amiya.

But someone stood in his way.

ACE's shield blocked the longsword. Although Draco's strength was formidable, it was not enough to instantly defeat this battle-hardened warrior.

Chen's Crimson Sky Sword sliced ​​through the flames, and the Dragon Slayer Sword's ability to cut through the source stone's techniques was once again on full display.

Rosemary's invisible hand grasped the specially made weapon, forcing him back from Amiya. He was not a patriot and was not confident that he could withstand the blow containing immense force with his body.

For a moment, he couldn't get close.

He looked at the resolute faces of the people in front of him; words could no longer sway their will.

He knew that this demon king, Castor, was definitely preparing something, and he couldn't let her continue.

He could only continue, charge forward again, and then be blocked once more.

Instead of using words to provoke, he simply drew his sword and charged forward.

Then it was blocked again.

Just like a turn-based game.

He knew his own strength; these people wouldn't last long, but the five minutes the Demon King mentioned would be more than enough.

Kosiché finally felt fear.

It's not the fear of the few people in front of me, but the fear of the unknown.

Today, he has suffered too many setbacks and encountered too many doubts.

He was somewhat skeptical of God's will, as he had encountered so many earth-shattering events in a single day.

Although he kept saying "net, net," he was still confident that not just anyone could catch him.

He stayed simply to find out who had ruined his plans.

Perhaps we can even snag a divinely crafted weapon?

But now, as time drags on, he begins to feel fear.

My unease grew stronger as the Demon King appeared.

Perhaps the Demon King really could expel her from this body, even though she looks so young.

After all, the Demon King's Originium Arts... directly target the soul, which is too much of a counter to himself.

Even so, even though he was uneasy, he still chose to raise his sword and stay.

He was not reconciled.

Unwilling to escape in such a muddled way, unwilling to leave without even seeing the person who wove this net.

Even gods have emotions and desires.

"What are you preparing?" After yet another unsuccessful attack, he finally spoke. "Your trump card? Are you trying to kill me? Do you want to kill a god?"

Amiya remained silent.

"Xiao Chen, what about you? Are you just going to stand in front of her and watch her kill her own sister?"

"You heard it, she just said it herself, Talulah is still alive, still in this body."

"Are you afraid?" Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile, unmoved. "Even gods are afraid?"

“Yes, I’m scared,” Kosic said readily, nodding frankly. “Too many things happened today that I didn’t expect.”

"Now that things have come to this, do you still expect us to stop?"

“No,” Kosiché’s lips curled into a sinister smile, “you were the ones who begged me to stop.”

He raised his sword, pointing it at his own neck.

"Can you bear to watch your own sister die in front of you?"

"You!" Chen's eyes widened in fury at the sight.

"That Caster's spell takes five minutes to prepare, right? How about now?"

"Now, your sister is going to die, so how about you think about it?"

"Tell me who is behind this, and I will leave this body myself and return Talulah to you without the Demon King's magic."

He was trying to find a way in with Chen.

"I was really scared. Fear gripped my heart, and I wished I could get far away from here right now."

"But I'm not resigned to this. I fled in such a sorry state without even knowing who the real enemy was."

"So, for Talulah's sake, Chen, tell me who that person is."

"I promise I'll run far away once I find out."

“You won’t have that chance,” Amiya’s voice came as Chen struggled with his decision.

Everyone turned to look and saw a black diamond-shaped spell swirling around her, with blue flames burning on her body.

She reached out and drew a sword from thin air.

An ominous sword, entirely black with red patterns and shimmering with blue flames.

Amiya's uniform changed as the flames ignited; her Rhodes Island uniform was replaced by black and red patterned armor, until a dark blue skirt armor covered her entire body.

Someone several kilometers away saw this and covered their face.

It's gone dark after all... I wonder if Kal'tsit will tear me apart when I get back.

82 Are you content with this?

"Amiya, what kind of magic trick are you doing?"

Even Rosemary and Ace looked at Amiya with tense expressions, after all... her dark appearance was just too...

“I’m fine, at least I feel that way,” Amiya shook her head, then stepped forward, her armor clattering.

No one knows what Amiya saw or gained through Originium Arts during those few minutes.

But in any case, Amiya is different now.

One-quarter is Amiya, and the remaining three-quarters is something else entirely.