Arknights, but keeping Terra in captivity

The light was so dazzling, so pure and flawless, that everyone's first reaction when they saw the holy sword was the word "holy object".

"That is the grace bestowed by God! That is the reward bestowed upon the brave! Let me go! Let me go!!! I want to see God!"

Perhaps stimulated by the dazzling light, the fanatical believer actually broke free from the restraints and jumped up from the bed.

Six or seven medical operators were unable to hold him back, and just as they saw the fanatical believer about to pounce on Kal'tsit—

"You want to go out, don't you?"

Kal'tsit turned back and said, "Want to glimpse your god?"

"Yes!" The fanatical believer was crazy, as if she would make a big fuss if Kal'tsit disagreed.

But Kal'tsit turned aside and said, "Then go."

"Eh...?"

"Forcing you to stay will only cause confusion, so we'll let you go. If you die, it means you were wrong, and the rest of us can hide here and develop slowly. If you don't die, it means we were wrong, and you'll be the last spark that keeps the human race going."

Kal'tsit's words were very rude, but the fanatical believer didn't care.

The fanatic simply looked at the medical operators surrounding her and shouted, "She promised me! Get out of the way! Let me out!"

With Kal'tsit's tacit consent, the medical operators no longer stopped them.

He just watched as the fanatical believer rushed out of the medical room, left the bunker, and ran all the way towards the direction where the "holy sword" was descending.

"Dr. Kelsey...is this really okay?"

Some medical operators still felt uneasy about this and subconsciously asked this question.

When I turned around, I found that Kal'tsit had already started packing her luggage and was ready to go out.

"Dr. Kelsey?! What are you doing...?"

"I'm going to make a deal with that god."

Even Kal'tsit wanted to laugh when she said this.

transaction?

What can she trade?

But there is no way.

The mere fact that gods exist has already sentenced this land to death.

No matter how hard these surviving humans try, the life and death of this world and this planet is just a matter of thought by that god.

If that person is an evil god, then humanity has no hope and can't even survive.

So Kal'tsit can only make one last attempt.

See that god in person, pray that that god is a good god, and use all the price you can pay in exchange for a glimmer of life in this world.

"If I don't come back, remember to wake up the doctor."

After saying this, Kal'tsit turned and left.

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Leaving the bunker without encountering any obstacles along the way.

The giant soldiers that covered the sky and the sun followed around, but strangely, they did not launch an attack, but seemed to be providing escort.

Therefore, the giant beasts that passed by hid far away, allowing Kal'tsit to pass smoothly.

In this way, Kal'tsit successfully arrived at the place where the "holy sword" was born.

And Kal'tsit also saw the fanatical believer who arrived here before her.

But the fanatical believer did not choose to draw the "holy sword" or even look at it. Instead, he was -

(screaming) (twisting) (crawling darkly) (tumbling) (crawl violently) (roaring) (squirming) (eerie growling)

The fanatical believer crawled around on the ground as if performing a performance art. "My Lord God! My Lord God, look at me! I want to evolve into Haisi! Please let me evolve quickly!"

Kelsey: “…”

What the hell?

015. This is Haisi. It is cute, but not for humans.

It is obvious that this fanatical believer has firmly believed that being assimilated into Hai Si is the right path.

And what is Haisi?

Although there are many different looks, the most classic style is still like a puppy, crawling on all fours in the dark. If its IQ is a little higher, it may even be able to speak human language and call you "big brother".

So this fanatical believer is learning, crawling, shouting, trying to attract the attention of the gods.

And it will not disappoint those who are determined.

With a swish, the clouds parted and the sun came out. Holy light poured down from the sky, accompanied by special effects like feathers floating in the air. A messenger of God descended from the sky.

The angel had white hair, red eyes, a small flower on his head, a small off-shoulder shirt with a navel exposed, hot pants, fishnet high heels...

You, the messenger of God, are quite fashionable, huh?

Seeing this, Kal'tsit frowned and retreated behind the believers.

Kal'tsit is very familiar with the face of the messenger of God.

"Skadi...?"

No, that's not right, not Skadi.

Skadi's eyes were not so clear.

"So... this is Kaiji...?"

But why did Haisi evolve into this?

All the evolutionary paths of the sea creatures are for better survival and hunting. The human body is by no means the optimal solution for the sea creatures.

Is this the will of that god?

But what is the meaning of this will?

Beautiful? Pleasant to the eyes? Or simply the god's preference?

"Is this...really a serious god?"

Kal'tsit felt a little regretful.

But unlike Kal'tsit, the fanatical believer was so surprised and excited when he saw the messenger of God descend from the sky that he rolled and crawled:

"Lord God's Messenger! Lord God's Messenger! Please turn me into a sea ancestor! I am willing to give everything I have!"

But when the messenger heard this, he was full of confusion.

It was as if it was showing off to fans like crazy one second, and was caught and thrown here the next second.

However, this did not prevent it from knowing the cause and effect through the hive cluster thinking (Haisi version).

So this "messenger of God" lowered his head and looked at the fanatical believer who was performing performance art.

Then, under the expectant gaze of the fanatical believer, the 'God's Messenger' finally opened his lips and spoke:

"Sister, what era is it now? Why are you still crawling around in the dark here?"

Fanatic believer: “?”

Kelsey: “?”

"Besides, what era's aesthetic is this? It's no longer popular now."

The 'divine messenger' stretched out his hands and arms, as if participating in a beauty pageant, and gently turned around. Finally, he reached out and pointed at the small flower on his head. "This is the current mainstream aesthetic, approved by the Lord God himself!"

Fanatic believer: "..."

Kelsey: “…”

Okay, it’s confirmed. The so-called God is probably not a real God.

but...

The reason why Haisi is so powerful is not only that their own combat power is superb, but also that they can produce unlimited troops like mitosis.

It can even grab a human, refine them instantly, and assimilate them into Haisi, achieving free gains.

But assimilation is not a good thing, because the sea will first erode your spirit and alienate your body.

As your san value continues to decrease by -1 until it reaches zero, you will watch with your own eyes as scales grow all over your body and your hands turn into tentacles and rotten flesh.

But now you tell me that all of this is no longer necessary, no need to grow tentacles, and no need to return the san value to zero.

Instead, after being assimilated, you will turn into a white-haired beautiful girl? At most, a small flower will grow on your head?

Okay, now that we’ve talked about the benefits, what are the costs?

Kelsey: “…”

To be honest, if Hai Si had had this awareness when he destroyed the world, the number of people who would have run to the enemy would have definitely increased several times.

Why only this much?

This is because this "messenger of God", although good-looking, has a weird aura all over his body.

It was as if a monster killed a person, tore off the person's skin, put it on itself, and then babbled like a human.

Fake person - that's probably what it feels like.

But the fanatical believer didn't care about that.

This fanatical believer originally thought that the price of believing in that great god was to be transformed into those dark, twisted pieces of flesh.

Now the cost is gone and it’s all benefits?

"I do! I am 100% willing! Lord God's Messenger!"

This fanatical believer was eager to become a member of Haisi, but when the "messenger of God" heard this, he first looked up at the sky.

It's as if it is communicating with its god.

The 'divine messenger' who finally received a response lowered his head and said, "If this is what you wish—"

After he finished speaking, there was only a "puff" sound.

The 'God's Messenger's' white jade-like palm pierced through the fanatical believer's chest as if tearing a piece of paper casually.

Blood gushed out and flesh splattered.

The 'God's Messenger' withdrew his hand, looked at the heart that was still beating in his palm, and raised his little head.

The corners of her originally cherry-like mouth suddenly split open to her ears, and her lower jaw expanded several times, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth like lampreys, and she swallowed the heart in her hand into her stomach in one gulp.

Although she is so beautiful, her behavior is still like that of an uncivilized beast.

Such a contrast made Kal'tsit frown.

The fanatical believer whose chest was pierced had blood at the corner of his mouth and his eyes were silent. He staggered forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

The 'God's Messenger' licked the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth, feeling satisfied, then he took out his own heart and crushed it.

Walking up to the fanatical believer who was lying on the ground, squatting down, the "Messenger of God" tore open the fanatical believer's jaw and stuffed all the broken meat in his hand into his esophagus.

Deep-sea hunters, connected by blood, these words became reality at this moment.

The fanatical believer who drank his blood and ate his flesh, who had the "messenger of God" physically instilled into his blood, had the hole in his chest repaired and filled with flesh granulations at a twisted, swaying degree visible to the naked eye.

Boom, boom, boom.

The beating of the heart became reverberant, and the fanatical believer's skin began to fade, his hair turned snow-white, and his body began to reshape.

Until a small flower grew on the top of his head, the fanatical believer who had almost died opened his eyes again, and his scarlet eyes looked up at the sky.

Thus, the second 'Skadi' was born.

The blood at the corner of her mouth had not yet dried, but she, who had been assimilated into the fanatical believer of Hai Si, opened her mouth slightly and uttered her... no, it was its first words:

"Food, I'm hungry."