Arknights, but the sickly pretty girl starts

"I don't know, but it's been stopped for nearly five minutes."

At this time, in the base, the leaders of the resistance army received this news when they tried to attack the station. Not only Amiya, but even Clovisia did not expect this situation to happen. However, this is also a good thing. They have more time to transfer manpower and can also plan a way to capture the station as quickly as possible.

"Clovitzia, how far are we from the city walls?" Amiya suddenly stopped and asked her. The two young leaders suddenly realized something. Malfunction? Damage? Suspension? None of these were likely. Rhodes Island had witnessed the power and sustained firepower of the city defense cannons while outside the city. There was no reason for them to fail now. If it wasn't for these reasons... then there was only one possibility.

Someone is buying them time.

"It's very close if you go through the underground passage." Clovisia looked at Amiya and replied, "But I don't recommend you take the risk."

"I want to try to climb the wall from below." Amiya showed no sign of compromise. "If someone is buying time for us, we can't just let them die! Besides, we can also buy time for the self-rescue army."

Rhodes Island will never give up any of its friends, Amiya thought.

But before they could move, a man appeared in front of Amiya and stopped her.

When Noah decided to buy time for Rhodes Island and others, she also guessed Amiya's possible actions, so she directly sent out the messenger in her hand. When Miss Mace appeared in front of Amiya, her pupils shrank slightly. She seemed to have guessed who was preventing the city defense artillery from firing.

"Miss Kuro... No, Miss Mace! Noa!"

"Don't worry, she'll be fine." Mace shook his head. "Now you need to evacuate through the station as quickly as possible. Noah can only buy you fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes, the city defense artillery will most likely resume its firepower."

"……But!"

"It's nothing. If she were in danger, you wouldn't be here." Mace shook his head, clearly expressing his opinion. "Now, you don't need to think too much. I will help you capture the station."

Clovisia was relieved to learn that the Black Knight, a triple champion of the Casimir Knights' Tournament, would temporarily join the team. However, upon hearing Noah helping her and the others stop the city's defense cannons, she was puzzled by how he had done it, yet also impressed. After all, he had actually silenced the roaring cannons, indicating success. Next, she and the others had to make good use of this time.

"We will also assist you in capturing the station—" The resistance team composed of the remnants of Victoria, such as Horn, also expressed their position. The King of Advance was no exception. With the help of the Doctor, Amiya, the King of Advance, and Horn and others, even if the garrison's defenses were increased, the other side would never have thought that the firepower of the self-rescue army's reinforcements could be so swift.

However, this operation not only faces the threat of city defense artillery and station garrisons, but the King of Advance and the Horn also have to assume the responsibility of covering the rear. With their maces as their sharp edge, it is only a matter of time before they break through the defense line of the station garrison. What they can do now is to prevent possible pursuers.

Whenever this happened, the doctor began to miss Misery. If he were here, all obstacles would not be obstacles. Misery's Originium skills might be the most suitable moves he could imagine for this scene.

When everything was going on in an orderly manner, the situation on Noya's side was not optimistic. These descendants wrapped in blood-red tentacles would burst out tentacles after death, and these tentacles would still pounce on her like crazy. Although Noya could restrain their Originium skills belonging to the Linguang family, her brilliance was dim. She was not a knight, nor a ranger, and the brilliance in her hands could never compete with the scorching sun.

Moreover, she is alone. Although this body does not feel tired, it does not mean that the Originium skills can be maintained for that long.

After all... she said she would hold on for fifteen minutes, but that included the time it took the other party to crack the new password.

It was better to have these creations of the blood demon rushing towards her than to let Amiya and the others face them, as that would really kill people. Noah was holding a sharp sword and was covered in blood, looking even more bloodthirsty than the blood demon, but that was about as far as she could go.

Because she had already seen the pale blood demon appear in front of her——

"You are excellent. You have been able to hold my creation back for such a long time." The Blood Demon Lord was not stingy with his praise. Even if he was an enemy, he still respected the warrior. But when he appeared here, the game was over.

Everything seemed so quiet within the pitch-black tunnel. The Blood Demon's creations had ceased their frenzy. They prostrated themselves at the feet of their king, not daring to utter a single sound. He was like a black hole, swallowing even sound. Although this wasn't their first encounter, the pale, tall figure still filled her with a deep sense of terror. She hadn't imagined she would face the Lord of the Royal Court again so soon.

He looked like a young nobleman whose picture would be published in the newspapers, fond of pontificating on the political and economic situation in Londinium.

The top blood demon, the Lord of the Sarkaz Royal Court, was standing in front of him, looking at him with great interest.

"Golden Pegasus? I expected an ancient duel, but you are not a Golden Pegasus... Your crude Originium skills are no match for those of the gods and people of the past." The Blood Demon Lord instantly discerned the difference between Noya's Originium skills and those of a true Golden Pegasus. Even Maria's light was far more dazzling than his own; hers couldn't compare. Perhaps this was the purity of blood, or perhaps this power simply didn't acknowledge his connection.

But Noah will not feel sorry for himself because of this matter——

The body she was using now was the body of the Transformer Cluster, so she wouldn't actually lose anything from this battle. Even if this body was completely destroyed, she would just have to wait for time to read the bar and revive it.

This was a truly immortal body, so she felt that this was a very meaningful battle, a test of how far she could go—and also a test of whether she could truly face the Lord of the Royal Court.

It's a pity that the sword in his hand is not his heirloom. If the Sword of the Martyr is in his hand, perhaps he will have some confidence to confront the Blood Demon Lord, and he can always delay for a few more minutes.

"…Praying, Archer?"

"You discovered it earlier than I thought." Noah smiled bitterly. The other party had indeed discovered his identity. The Originium skill contained in the arrow he had used in the previous sneak attack had exposed him. After all, he might be the only one in this city who could use the Originium skill of light.

Noya rarely used the word "elegant" to describe the Sarkaz, but their behavior was truly far more refined than that of most nobles. Noya had seen many merchants who forced themselves to be classy, ​​but their elegance was merely a facade, a veneer used to secure profit, a stepping stone to success. But the Blood Demon Lord was different. His elegance was innate, like an old noble, his every move radiating nobility.

He was even polite to the archer who had nearly killed him.

"I was supposed to meet with the so-called Demon King, the alien king who deserved my time. Now, I am giving this time to you, to you who took the risk—what should I call you?"

As for the strong, the Blood Demon Lord did not mind letting the city defense cannons roar less for a while. After all, he also felt that the roar of the city defense cannons was deafening.

What he wanted was a one-on-one duel, which was a respect for the brave man and also a respect for a master of magic.

"You can call me Noa, Noa Kyrielight." Noa announced her name, like a knight shouting his name before a duel. Wielding a sharp sword, she, though now without armor, looked every bit the knight. "Also, I suggest you get past me before even considering an audience with the Demon King."

"Of course, Lord Noah, I will drink your blood and let your honor be with me." Before the Blood Demon Lord finished his words, countless tentacles suddenly shot out from the blood pool under his feet. Noah once again raised the forged Martyr's Sword to defend herself, and a faint light flowed on the sword. The only thing she could rely on now was this light... this... the light coming from the Linguang family.

She is not a knight—

However, at this moment, the path she took was only for protection.

To protect this control room and the lives of those people in the city who had not yet evacuated, Noah took a deep breath and felt the light of the sword in her hand becoming more and more intense.

The power of the Linguang family's Originium skills comes from the will of the user.

When the user has the will to never retreat, the light will respond to the user's will.

Just like now——

The sword blade cut through the tentacles like a hot knife cutting into butter. The light scorched the blood demon creature that came from the darkness. Noah's eyes gradually turned golden, as if a real golden Pegasus had descended.

Anyone who does not fear hardship and darkness and understands the meaning of this family motto, even if he is not a member of the Linguang family, should be qualified to use light.

The light is blazing, and the sword of light is enough to cut off all evil creatures.

Even the Blood Demon Lord was moved. Although he did not think that the person in front of him was the real Golden Pegasus, she was worthy of the title at this moment.

Kyrielight… Kyrielight…

I have indeed heard of this name.

A smile appeared on the Blood Demon Lord's lips, and he was even more looking forward to how sweet the other party's blood would be.

Weaving spells and manipulating blood, the Blood Demon Lord was like an elegant conductor, the brilliance of witchcraft jumping around him. Facing a knight, he naturally had his own methods.

Light's Originium Arts did indeed restrain the Blood Demon Lord, but as a master of magic, he hadn't lived so many years in vain. The endless stream of magical creations soon plunged Noya into a new round of difficulties. No matter how brilliant her knightly spirit, Originium Arts were still Originium Arts. Noya's swordsmanship slew far fewer creatures than she regenerated, and the terrain was narrow. At this rate, she would soon be overwhelmed by these tentacle-growing creations.

Of course, that is - if nothing unexpected happens.

As the last disciple of Herhunzoron, Noah has always been observing the spells cast by Lord Blood Demon. This is somewhat different from the principles of modern Originium skills, but the essence is still to use the power of Originium. Therefore, Lord Blood Demon may think that this is a duel between a knight and a warlock. In fact, both sides are warlocks.

It's just that Noah knows a little bit about fighting and kicking——

Blood should be the other party's medium. The essence of these creations is just blood with a changed structure. So as long as its structure is destroyed, this spell that seems to be able to create monsters infinitely is not unbreakable.

This operation is difficult, but it is not impossible for Noah.

Cut off the supply of the blood pool - the source of the Blood Demon Lord's magic is the blood pool under his feet. As long as the blood pool is not destroyed, these creations will be endless.

After figuring this out, the arrow of light in Noah's hand suddenly exploded, turning into arrows of light that shot in all directions, destroying all the surrounding creations in an instant. And in this brief period of time, the sword of the martyr in Noah's hand suddenly turned into a bow and arrow. The blade that was originally a transformation of the shapeshifter now turned into a large bow more than one person tall, and several shadow arrows were placed on the bow.

At this distance, there's no need to aim—

The shadow turns into an arrow, and the light is hidden in the shadow. The light and shadow are now condensed on the arrow, entangled with each other, but coexisting with each other, and then suddenly the bow is drawn and shot.

These arrows exploded in mid-air and turned into more tiny arrows, almost completely covering the entire body of the Blood Demon Lord. In just a moment, the Blood Demon Lord's body, along with the pool of blood under his feet, turned into a sieve.

Now that the blood pool has been destroyed, creations can no longer continue to be born infinitely. It seems that Noah really... defeated the Blood Demon Lord?

"good--"

However, this is obviously impossible. How could the Blood Demon Lord's long life leave him with only the blood pool as a means?

Immediately, the Blood Demon Lord who was shot into a sieve turned into a blood mist. These blood mists moved towards Noah without wind. Noah could not dodge in time. The moment she was covered by the blood mist, the blood mist drilled into Noah's body. Before she could prepare, several tentacles suddenly burst out from Noya's body, feeding on her flesh and blood, tearing her flesh apart in less than a minute.

Noah's body was torn into pieces - if it was a normal body, it would probably be dead.

But Noah's shattered body instantly turned into some strange gel and then fled in all directions.

At this moment, the Blood Demon Lord realized that the Noah Kyrielight he had just fought with was not his real self.

Moreover, with this appearance and this ability to transform, the other party's identity is about to be revealed...

"Shaper Cluster?!"

Chapter 51: Alexandrina

Did the Shapeshifter Cluster Royal Court betray the Sarkaz?

Although the Shapeshifter cluster has been independent of the Sarkaz Royal Court since the beginning due to its own special characteristics, although it has the name of the Royal Court, it has never truly obeyed the Sarkaz's orders.

This group of shapeshifters has already surpassed the form of the Sarkaz race, and are even the few exiles rejected by the Sarkaz souls. They are like immortal lonely souls in this world, never accepted and never disappearing.

But even so, the Blood Demon Lord never thought that the Shapeshifter Cluster would betray the Sarkaz, or even become an obstacle to the Sarkaz's revival.

In the eyes of most races, the Sarkaz are the symbol of chaos and violence, the eternal villains in bedtime stories, the targets that the righteous protagonists need to kill, and the despicable race called the Demons.

But only the oldest Sarkaz know that once upon a time, the Sarkaz were not called Sarkaz. Their real name was Tikaz, and they were once the masters of this land.

Those gods defeated Tikaz's kingdom and rebuilt civilization on this land. They despised Tikaz, who had created a glorious civilization, and denounced him as a demon. They destroyed Tikaz's kingdom countless times and destroyed Kazdel in war countless times.

But perhaps only the long-lived Sarkaz can understand that they have lost their glory for too long.

The Blood Demon Lord originally thought that the Shapeshifters, as the oldest people, would be the ones who could understand this the most, but they betrayed the Sarkaz!

Is it because the life forms have already escaped the purview of the Sarkaz, or is it because they also believe that the Sarkaz should not be revived?

The Blood Demon Lord could not stop the Immortals from escaping, nor did he have a way to kill the Shapeshifter cluster. At least, he now knew one thing.

The Shapeshifter Cluster can no longer be trusted—

The city defense cannon's system had been locked. Noya couldn't directly destroy the cannon, so she could only make the authentication more complicated to buy time. She had already bought enough time, even at the cost of exposing her original information advantage, in order to save as many civilians as possible who hadn't yet evacuated.

Manfred frowned. Although he had recaptured the control room of the city defense cannon, the backup plan left by Noah was enough to give him a headache. Even engineers who were familiar with the system found it difficult to start the city defense cannon and continue bombarding after going through a series of certifications. The Sarkaz troops at the station also sent a signal for help. Now the troops he had should either rush to the station for support or continue to defend the city wall where the city defense cannon was located.

He raised his head and looked at the towering city walls. He originally thought that the Sarkaz had really conquered the city and every corner of the city, but now, he finally felt it.

This city is not at their mercy, the city itself is resisting the Sarkaz——

so what?

Manfred looked at the system, which was impossible to crack in a short time, and made a decision.

"Rush to the station, we no longer need to waste time on useless city defense cannons. The power of the Sarkaz does not need to be reflected through Victoria's city defense cannons! Come on, let's work together to completely extinguish the flames of resistance that should have been extinguished long ago!" Manfred's voice resounded through the city walls, receiving responses one after another.

The Sarkaz have united, and with this unity, the Sarkaz will not fall and will eventually revive.

"...We've had enough time." Noah's true form opened its eyes. Although the Transformers had taken heavy damage, it was merely a resurrection bar, not a serious matter. The time he had given them to buy time should have been enough.

If Manfred was not a fool, he should have understood that a big hole had appeared in the city wall defense line without city defense artillery - and the spies of the Grand Dukes who had actually infiltrated Londinium naturally could not ignore this.

After the city defense artillery completely lost its effectiveness, Manfred would inevitably give up control of the city wall and concentrate on dealing with the self-rescue army, but it was too late. With the mace, the attack and defense of the station would have ended long ago.

Most of the civilians have been pulled onto the train, and now the self-rescue forces only need to evacuate.

Although she did not save Xiaoqiu County from tragedy, she seemed to have really saved the people who were threatened by the city defense artillery.

A smile appeared on her lips, but soon, her expression changed drastically, and the Originium crystal clusters under her skin began to surge. The pain made her tremble. The intensive use of Originium techniques would aggravate the mineral sickness. She was now like drinking poison to quench her thirst. The duel with the Blood Demon Lord almost brought her to the brink of collapse.

Fortunately, this was just a warning. Noah's pain came and went quickly, and soon, the Originium crystal cluster calmed down.

Of course, Originium has no mercy. This attack is just the price Noah pays for overusing Originium skills. These Originiums give Noah power, but also bring corresponding pain. This is the pain that patients with mineral disease cannot escape.

Is this price worth it?

Noya seemed to hear Originium questioning her, but her answer was always the same.

"It's worth it, it must be worth it."

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The train slowly started moving, heading deeper into the depths. The evacuees finally laid down their weapons and looked at each other in bewilderment. This evacuation had been fraught with danger. Without Miss Mace's help, without the cessation of the city's defense artillery, without the dedicated efforts of the people of Rhodes Island, they would never have been able to safely evacuate the civilians. To prevent pursuers and the Sarkaz from exploiting the system, W had also placed numerous bombs at key points.

After they finished evacuating, the station flew directly into the sky.

W consumed a lot of bombs because of this, but she didn't mind. After all, she was quite happy to be able to blow up a station directly.

However, her madness also made those who had originally participated in the construction of the city feel uneasy. They seemed to have caused more damage to Londinium than the Sarkaz.

"Alright, alright, don't be so sad. In the future, after we win, we can naturally rebuild all these things. Right now, these things are hindering our victory. They are only obstacles, not our pride." Fester also spoke up to persuade us. "Without the station, the Sarkaz won't be able to catch up. You should be happy."

"Amiya? Little rabbit? What are you daydreaming about?" W, who was in a good mood after bombing the station, looked at Amiya who was in a daze and asked curiously.

"I... I just..." Amiya didn't know either, but as she stood on the train, looking at the ruins of the station behind her, she vaguely saw a figure. There had just been an explosion, and that area was still very dangerous, but her appearance calmed everything - yes, even the chain reaction of Originium that might have continued to explode was suppressed. The white figure looked at the departing train and suddenly made eye contact with Amiya in the train.

In just a moment, Amiya understood——

Her face was so gentle, but her eyes were filled with sadness. Perhaps this sadness came not only from herself, but also from the person who was looking at her.

That is……

Theresia.

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