Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

At first, there was only a slight movement, followed by a violent tremor, as if some huge building was about to break through the limit of the hit. Then, a huge building was rising from the soil of the wilderness, drones that had been silent for tens of thousands of years began to take off, and the ancient factory once again emitted a terrifying roar.

"That machine..." Manfred swallowed his saliva. He couldn't describe the building in front of him in words. It was like a tall tower, but the top was condensed with unimaginable terrifying energy. "What is that?"

"General Manfred." Wright's voice came from below, with a little trembling and relief, "Whatever it is, it should be coming to deal with us..."

"When did Rhodes Island have such a weapon!?"

Manfred asked in disbelief.

Rhodes Island itself was also unable to understand.

Standing under the city wall, the people of Rhodes Island had already kept a certain distance from Roy. It was not because Kal'tsit wanted to take the lead in rebelling, but just for the safety of everyone.

When the muzzle of the city defense cannon turned towards the people of Rhodes Island, Roy, who was well prepared, immediately released the Originium skill that came with the [Alien] module.

With the amplification of Brilliant Lament and the charging of God's Hand, the power of thunder has undoubtedly been qualitatively improved. The current that was originally only used for electrotherapy and emergency treatment has now become a real lightning bolt, and it will be accompanied by rumbling thunder and dazzling glare at the moment of release. The swift thunder first hit the main gun of the city defense cannon, which had not yet fired, and the violent explosion and flames and smoke almost shook the entire city wall.

But to Roy's surprise, after successfully stopping the firing of the city defense cannon, his lightning suddenly lost control. The black fragments of Amiya's spell seemed to be attracted at the moment the lightning struck, clinging uncontrollably to the electric current, covering the originally golden electric light with an ominous black and red, and escaping Roy's control.

After the main gun exploded, the uncontrolled lightning was directed directly to the ground. Then, the scene just now happened.

Roy stopped casting the spell almost immediately, but the buildings that had been buried underground for tens of thousands of years had already seen the light of day again.

Everyone who witnessed the black and red electric light turned their eyes to Amiya and Roy, and Roy took out his cell phone.

If nothing unexpected happened, Trevor Friston would call in a minute or two.

"Om-"

A vibration sound was heard.

Only three seconds passed, which is also a kind of efficiency.

Volume 1: Chapter 303: Roy's Choice

As soon as he picked up the phone, Roy heard Trevor Friston's excited voice:

"Roy, I just noticed that an energy silo has been activated. It's located near Victoria. Do you have time to take a look?"

"Energy silo?" Roy looked at the tower-like building in the distance. "Are you talking about a building with four corners at the bottom, a rectangular trunk, and a dark color, about a hundred meters high?"

"Yes." Trevor Friston replied excitedly, and after a slight pause, he seemed to have realized what was happening. "Are you nearby? That's great. Please go and check whether his energy storage, maintenance and launch functions are intact, and check whether his internal control AI is still working. If possible, help me manually connect him to the Rutland military management terminal. This will save me a lot of trouble..."

Seeing that Trevor Friston seemed unable to stop, Roy interrupted him and said, "Wait a moment, wait a moment."

He is still being watched covetously by Manfred and the Sarkaz in the city of Londinium. Not to mention whether he has time to help check a launch silo that is estimated to be just a few kilometers away, even if you let Roy go, he won't be able to do it.

Checking the launch silo and manually connecting to the military management system network were operations that were clearly beyond Roy's capabilities.

Moreover, Trevor Friston's introduction to the launch silo was also very vague, or even nonexistent. Roy could only conclude from his words that it was an energy launch silo, and it did not seem to belong to the category of military management systems, that is, it did not seem to be a weapon.

It is not a weapon, which is undoubtedly good news. Unlike the orbital cannon, which is a satellite hanging in Terra's low-Earth orbit, the launch silo appeared in the suburbs of Londinium. Both the Grand Dukes of Victoria and the Sarkaz in the city of Londinium have witnessed its appearance and will inevitably investigate it. If it is not a weapon, at least it can prevent one of them from accidentally touching a button in the launch silo, which will directly lead to the destruction of Victoria tomorrow.

But Roy did not dare to let down his guard. No one could predict the things of the previous civilization. There was no guarantee that the civilian equipment that Trevor Friston thought was fine would not be developed into a war potential on Terra today. Don't say it's impossible. The sea scorpions in the sea used to be an honest ecological environment transformation machine system. Didn't they make a big fuss and directly eat up half of Iberia?

Although he didn't know how the silo appeared, since it was obviously related to the electricity Roy had just output, Roy had to solve it. But before that, he had to solve the Sarkaz problem in the city, which was also urgent.

"Friston, I'm in Victoria now, and the silo is only a few kilometers away from my location. After I finish dealing with things here, I will go to check the status of the silo as soon as possible, but now, you have to wait."

Trevor Friston seemed a little dissatisfied and confused: "Roy, the launch silo is very important. Is there anything more important than the possibility of mankind returning to the starry sea?"

Roy was silent for a moment, turned his head, glanced at the black crown on Amiya's head, and said:

"The survival of civilization, that little black crown and its current owner standing next to me. If there is anything more important than the possibility of humanity's future, it is humanity itself."

"The continuation of civilization?" Trevor Friston's mechanical voice seemed to be stagnant after saying this. It was not until Roy was about to cut off the communication that he spoke again, "It looks like a crown now... Those people really have a bad taste."

"I didn't expect it to still be on Terra, and to be acquired by a group of natives. Roy, you're right, nothing is more important than human beings themselves. The inspection of the launch silo can be postponed, but I have something to ask of you."

"You say." Roy said.

Trevor Friston's voice was particularly serious. "When you have done your work, please come to me with the survival of civilization. Come to Columbia, come to my body. I want to confirm its condition with my own eyes."

Roy glanced at Kal'tsit and did not answer immediately. Instead, he said ambiguously:

"It was a matter of time."

Trevor Friston didn't respond and hung up.

Roy then looked at Kal'tsit, and Kal'tsit was also looking at him.

Ever since she heard the term "continuation of civilization", she had kept her eyes fixed on Roy. Her expression was so serious that Roy even felt real murderous intent from her for the first time.

After Roy gave a perfunctory answer to Trevor Friston, Kal'tsit's murderous aura disappeared and was replaced by a relieved smile.

"Thank you."

Kelsey thanked him solemnly. Roy just waved his hand, as if it was a matter of course:

"You're welcome. I haven't forgotten our agreement."

[Human civilization has become a distant past. From now on, even if there is a possible chance, I hope you can stand on the side of Terra, on the side of this imperfect new civilization.]

This was the agreement Roy made with Kal'tsit in the office on the day he first arrived on Rhodes Island.

Roy is indeed a human, but he is not the human who has stepped into the sea of ​​stars. He can agree to this request, but Trevor Friston may not.

With a glorious past, people will constantly want to restore the past. For Trevor Friston, if there was such an opportunity in front of him, he would definitely sacrifice Amiya and the existing civilization on this land without hesitation to recreate the world in his memory.

After all, he had not yet reached the end of 1099, when the oil was running out and the lamp was fading, and the words of a dying man were good. He could not say that he had any feelings for this land.

But Kal'tsit, the AMA-10 who has spent tens of thousands of years on Terra, can no longer let go of these feelings.

If Roy had chosen to agree just now, Kal'tsit would have immediately chosen to summon mon3tr to fight Roy to the death and let Amiya escape, even though she knew very well that the result would most likely be failure.

She was glad that Roy chose to be perfunctory.

She didn't trust the wrong person.

"Amiya. Listen carefully." Kal'tsit lowered her head and gently stroked Amiya's head. "If you encounter any unsolvable problems in the future and I'm not here, you can also ask Mr. Roy for help."

"Dr. Kal'tsit?" Amiya called out a little embarrassedly.

She was very mature and could hear the seriousness in Kal'tsit's words. Although she felt a little embarrassed, she still nodded to Roy seriously and said:

"Rhode Island welcomes you too, Mr. Roy!"

Roy pinched the little rabbit's face lovingly, then turned his head and looked at the high walls of Londinium.

"The enemy has discovered us, so our initial Plan A infiltration has failed."

When did we have an infiltration plan? Didn't we have Amiya use Originium skills to attract the attention of the royal court from the beginning?

She was sitting at the back and couldn't understand anything, but Indra felt like she was watching a 4D movie with full special effects. She rarely felt like complaining, but what Roy said next was rarely to her liking.

"So, let's execute Plan B. Follow me and sneak in head-on!"

Volume 1: Chapter 304 Why Can't We Ask for External Help?

The scarlet lightning and the golden thunderbolts collided continuously, exploding one after another electric sparks like fireworks in the air. However, as time went on, Manfred's scarlet flash gradually became weak, and a golden light flashed by, and the young Sarkaz general had to fold his arms and retreat.

"Since when have the knights of Casimir started to interfere in the affairs of the Sarkaz? You are not even a Sarkaz!"

Covering his right arm, Manfred asked gloomily.

He hadn't figured out what that huge building in the distance was, but who would have thought that the group of people from Rhodes Island gathered outside the city of Londinium would surprise him again.

The main guns of the Londinium defense artillery did not bury them, which was an unexpected result. Who knew that not only did they not take the opportunity to escape, but they actually launched a direct attack on the city wall.

Manfred was confused at first. Aren’t these people afraid?

You know, Londinium is now ruled by the Sarkaz. With the help of the densely packed military factories in this city, the entire Sarkaz Royal Court Army has completely gotten rid of its past mercenary style. Now they are well-equipped and well-organized. They have Sarkaz heroes like General Tresis to train them, and they also have Royal Court Lords like the Blood Demon Lord and the Scavenger King to supplement their troops. It can be said that the Sarkaz have quietly built a modern army that can compete with any Terran country's army.

Moreover, although it has not been completely built yet, one of General Tracy's secret weapons, the flying battleship that soars into the sky, has already had a semi-finished prototype. If the dead souls are willing, the airship can take off immediately and give the people of Rhodes Island a little shock of air supremacy.

But even though they knew nothing about the information inside Londinium, the people of Rhodes Island resolutely chose to attack the city. Who gave them the courage?

Manfred couldn't figure it out. Until this moment.

When his spells, his swordsmanship, his Sarkaz witchcraft, and even the weapon given to him by General Tresis - the attack of the Tikaz Root, were completely ineffective against Roy, he could more or less understand Rhodes Island's confidence.

"Demon Lord, is this what you want to do?"

Manfred bypassed Roy and Kal'tsit who were blocking the way, and cast a cold gaze at Amiya who was standing between Logos and the King of Propulsion Vina, with anger and ridicule in his tone.

"You brought a race that does not belong to the Sarkaz to attack the Sarkaz and destroy the Sarkaz. All the demon kings of the past are ashamed of you. You are indeed just a fake king, Carter."

"not like this."

Amiya subconsciously stood up and wanted to refute, but Logos beside her held her shoulders and shook his head at her.

There was no need to refute this kind of ridicule and verbal attack. Manfred's purpose was to anger Amiya. With Kal'tsit and Roy around, it was impossible for this little trick to succeed.

In fact, Roy has always been curious about the theoretical basis for Manfred and other Sarkaz to attack Amiya.

As the Demon King, Amiya's crown and Originium skills were taught by Theresa. If we trace the source, why was Amiya, the Chimera, born instead of the Demon King of the Sarkaz? That blame should be put on Theresa.

But the Sarkaz didn't do that. For some reason, no one, whether it was the Dead Souls, the Blood Demon Lord, or the Scavenger King, blamed Theresa for giving the power of the Demon King to Amiya, who was only eight or nine years old at the time. Instead, they wholeheartedly regarded Amiya as a usurper.

What's the point?

No matter how Roy felt about Theresa, he had to admit that Theresa was definitely irresponsible in this matter. Handing over the power of the Demon King to a child and letting a child who was not even 10 years old to bear such a heavy mission of the future of the Sarkaz was not something that could be brushed off with a simple "I believe you can do it".

Even if we talk about the rationality of the Sarkaz mocking Amiya, it does not exist. Your former king put a crown on my forehead and then died, and you said I was a usurper. I am a 10-year-old child, and you said I was credulous. You said I used tricks to deceive the former king and took away the throne. Are you insulting me or Theresa? Isn't this just taking off your pants and farting?

Moreover, even if we take a step back and assume that all of the above is true and Amiya is indeed evil, then isn't it ridiculous that the Sarkaz are now accusing Amiya of leading aliens to attack the Sarkaz?

Right under Roy's nose, there was a Wright lying next to him. Wasn't he also a Liberi?

Those workers who made weapons for the Sarkaz, those Victorian nobles in Londinium who whitewashed the situation for the Sarkaz, and those civilians who had become spies and worked for the Sarkaz, could they all be Sarkaz?

Nonsense.

Roy laughed and said simply:

"Well, Manfred, this is not the first time we've met. As the saying goes, meeting is fate. I'll give you a chance."

"Look, didn't you say that Amiya brought non-Sarkaz people to interfere in your Sarkaz affairs? Then, you and your Royal Court Army will take off the armor made by the Victoria Arsenal, return the occupied Victoria Fortresses and looted weapons, and then lead you Sarkaz people to withdraw from this Victoria city. Then I will lead all our non-Sarkaz companions to retreat. Let you solve your own internal conflicts, are you willing?"

As soon as Roy finished speaking, someone laughed behind him. Manfred's face also became particularly ugly.

This is of course impossible.

Even a fool would not agree to such a condition. Is it reasonable to spit out the meat you have eaten? Although the general never thought of occupying the capital of Victoria forever, now, both the airship and the Shard have not been fully built, and it is far from time to evacuate.

When he proposed this condition, he did not think that he would agree to it. In other words, this was a pure mockery and humiliation.

——You rely a lot on the help of foreign races, and you are even enslaved. We are here to help voluntarily. Next time, don’t make such clownish remarks to make people laugh.

"Den-"

A scarlet laser suddenly shot out from the root of Tikaz beside Manfred and pierced Roy's chest.

The reason why he talked so much nonsense, besides to provoke Amiya, was to delay time, accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity.

The Root of Tikaz has the characteristic that the more attacks it makes, the stronger its power becomes. During the conversation just now, he never stopped releasing Originium skills just to wait for this moment.

The scarlet lightning was close to Roy's chest in an instant, and the spell of Logos, who was always on guard, was almost thrown out at the same time. But before the spell touched Roy, the golden lightning flashed again, just like countless times in the past, easily suppressing and extinguishing the scarlet light.

"how......."

Manfred showed a rare expression of surprise.

What he didn't know was that compared to endurance, the Hand of God was truly more powerful as it fought.

"It doesn't matter. I really can't do anything to you, but time is enough."

Manfred shook his head, as if he had finally given up, loosened his grip on the sword, took a step back, and naturally bowed to the air in front of him.

At some point, the city wall had been covered with a layer of scarlet.

Volume 1: Chapter 305 I have a friend who also likes to use the Blood Sea

Little Cat Egg Roll, or the Blood Demon Lord, is the Lord of the Blood Demon Court among the Ten Courts of the Sarkaz, a true ancient.

With silver hair and red eyes, his handsome appearance is matched with his lazy elegance, noble and dignified temperament. He is almost identical to the image of a prince in a fairy tale. However, what is completely different from his appearance is his completely inhuman emotions and concepts.

"Don't be impressed by the entire Blood Demon Court just because there are two blood demons, Huafalin and Kulusir, on Rhodes Island. In fact, the Blood Demon Lord is the most staunch conservative among the Ten Sarkaz Kings. Even the more ancient Scavenger King cannot compare to him in this regard. And the so-called traditions that the Blood Demon Lord insists on, without exception, have surpassed the moral bottom line of modern society."

Kal'tsit's warning before departure rang in his ears again. Roy stared at the scarlet blood gradually rising from the ground, outlining the human form and facial features, showing the unruly demeanor of a tall ancient being.

"Manfred, I thought you could be more useful."

The Blood Demon Lord seemed to completely ignore Roy and the others at the first moment, and instead glanced at Manfred in reproach.

"You've even used the main gun, but you haven't dealt with the traitors on the side. Is this what Tracy taught you?"