Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Horn asked in confusion, "The deal between Shenchi and Qiyan was originally to be conducted in secret. Doesn't her action mean that she has exposed one of Shenchi's own trump cards?"

"Could this be some kind of scheme by Deep Pool?" Chen couldn't help but wonder.

"No doubt about it, this cat is stupid."

Qi Yan was somewhat amused by Mandela's foolish actions.

He could foresee that when Abrahana and Ahmoni learned of Mandela's actions, the two would be so angry that they would compete in doing sit-ups on their sickbeds, wishing they could immediately rush over and hang Mandela up, whip him with salt water.

Outside the Originium dust containment zone, Mandra appeared extremely wary.

Her upbringing taught her that she must never become an infected person, or she would be treated like trash and thrown into the sewers to feed Originium Bugs and Rock Crabs.

But at this moment, she was burning with rage, and all she wanted to do was find Qi Yan immediately and storm into Lentinium to teach those Sarkaz a lesson.

She traveled a long way to Lentinium with a mission conveyed by Ahmoni.

The original intention was to deal with the Sarkaz, first sign a peace agreement, and then secretly rescue a spy from the deep pool of Lentinium.

That spy not only possessed important intelligence, but was also Mandela's childhood friend.

However, these plans failed almost entirely after only taking the first step.

She successfully reached a temporary peace agreement with the Sarkaz, but wherever she went, she was mercilessly mocked by them. She was even driven out when she tried to go to the Western Hall of the Holy Kings in Londinium to meet Theresis to discuss important matters.

Mandela, who considered himself a leader's representative, never imagined that he was nothing more than a fart in Theresis's eyes.

She felt as if she had been insulted like never before, and that the dignity of the leader was being trampled on by the Sarkaz.

"Qi Yan, come out here!"

Mandela stood outside the cordon and roared at the top of his lungs, "Now that you're here, get out here and come see me!"

The only response she received was the whooshing sound of a shell tearing through the air.

The Originium dirty bomb exploded at Mandela's feet.

Mandra turned pale with fright and hurriedly used Originium Arts to condense a layer of rock shield, using the rock to lift himself up and escape into the distance.

But the Originium dirty bombs kept coming, making Mandra feel like an ant being toyed with outside Lentinium, fleeing in a sorry state.

"Qi Yan, how dare you, you bastard!"

Mandela roared, "Clearly..."

Before she could finish speaking, she felt the Originium Dirty Bomb's firepower intensify again, forcibly silencing her from the rest of her words.

Mandra fled, tumbling several times from the Originium dirty bombs, before finally escaping the shelling range.

At this moment, the rock shield around her was blasted open, and cracks appeared.

“Mandela, I don’t like talking to idiots.”

Qi Yan appeared at the edge of the mobile block in Xiaoqiu County, holding a megaphone and arrogantly said, "I know you're not convinced. If you're not convinced, then fight back."

Where are your ghost troops? Bring them forward!

Mandela was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth to powder: "Qi Yan, you just wait!"

She roared, turned and fled the scene.

The teams watching from all sides of the battlefield couldn't help but look at them with eyes that seemed to think they were idiots.

But what followed was an even deeper sense of confusion.

"Why hasn't Qi Yan made a move to kill them? The same goes for those informants, and for this suicidal Shenchi cadre."

"Qi Yan's personality seems somewhat different from what was described in the intelligence reports. He's not the kind of person who would wipe out an entire city at the slightest provocation. Perhaps this is an opportunity."

"Don't rush into contact, lest you get blown up too. Also... I remember Qi Yan seems to have a peculiar hobby of joining all factions except Rhodes Island, so be careful."

With everyone's thoughts in turmoil, they all acted according to the image of Qi Yan described in their intelligence reports.

But soon, they were stunned by what was happening outside the city of Lentinium.

Mandela, who had gone away, actually returned with his ghost army!

The Ghost Army under Mandela's command at this moment is far superior to what it was in Hillsville.

In order to shed the reputation of the Ghost Forces and establish the image of the Deeppool Regular Forces, Abrahana dispatched all of her Ghost Forces to Londinium.

Her original intention was to let Qi Yan do whatever he wanted with these troops, and to use Qi Yan's methods to let these ghost troops make the most of their remaining strength.

Who would have thought that before the ghost troops even reached Qi Yan's hands, they were attacked by Mandela's command.

A vast, seemingly endless army surged in, even surrounding one section of the city wall of Lentinium.

Hillshire's mobile blocks appear incredibly small compared to this massive army of ghosts.

Even the most powerful Originium Dirty Bomb couldn't withstand a force of this size.

But no one thought Qi Yan would lose. They just watched the battle from a distance with great interest, calculating what methods Qi Yan would need to use and how much time he would waste to deal with an enemy of this level, thus guessing the approximate range of Qi Yan's strength.

The ghost army surged in in droves.

To everyone's surprise, Qi Yan did not use the Originium dirty bomb this time, allowing the ghost troops to approach.

As the two sides drew closer, Horn and the others could clearly see the will-o'-the-wisps burning in the eye sockets of the undead warriors of the Ghost Army.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Horn instinctively tightened his grip on his weapon.

Qi Yan stood at the edge of the block, hands behind his back, gazing up at the sky at a 45-degree angle:

"These things are not worthy of my attention."

Horn and others: ?

Just as Chen, with her fiery temper, was about to swear and interrupt Qi Yan's pretentious act, she suddenly felt the already gloomy sky darken.

Everyone looked up in surprise, only to find that the sky seemed to have collapsed and was falling rapidly.

"This...this is not an illusion, it's the clouds, the clouds are getting thicker!" Horn exclaimed in surprise.

"Hahaha!"

Qi Yan threw his head back and burst into wild laughter: "Since everyone thinks I, Qi Yan, am a god, then I'll show them what true divine power is!"

As Qi Yan finished speaking, the rapidly gathering clouds in the sky revealed their true, rugged nature.

"It's a natural disaster!"

"Qi Yan, you actually summoned a natural disaster?!"

The Storm Commando members were so frightened that they huddled together in fear.

Of those present, only Chen Zhi guessed the truth.

"It's that person who follows Qi Yan..."

The teams that had been observing from the sidelines were now in a panic. Even though they were not shrouded in the natural disaster cloud, they instinctively retreated to a distance.

"Retreat quickly! Qi Yan is truly a god, there's no mistake about it!"

"How the hell are we supposed to fight this?!"

"I've heard that Rhodes Island offers pretty good benefits..."

On the walls of Lentinium, the Sarkaz dispersed at a speed far exceeding their gathering speed, with many even taking advantage of their good physique to jump off the towering walls.

In the western hall of the Holy King's Council, a burly and imposing Sarkaz man in armor gazed at the rapidly gathering celestial clouds outside the city with a gloomy expression, lost in thought.

"The impact of The Shard will be reduced to the bare minimum."

Behind the Sarkaz man, a Sarkaz woman with long pink hair and dressed in a white dress walked up: "Compared to a dead thing that can bring about natural disasters, and a god who can manipulate natural disasters, everyone knows who will win, Theresis."

Therese took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Let's put those aside for now and move the airship quickly. The disaster cloud has been drawn away by Qi Yan. If we delay any longer, the airship will be discovered before it is completed."

Chapter 566 How tragic, look, even the will-o'-the-wisps have gone out.

"So, regarding Qi Yan, and...them, how do you plan to deal with them?"

The Sarkaz woman asked again.

Even though she didn't specify who it was, Theresis knew that at this time, the only people mentioned were the Rhodes Island group.

"Theresia, no one can stop the Sarkaz," Theresis said domineeringly. "Not even Qi Yan."

I still haven't been able to find out his background, but I'm absolutely certain that he's firmly on Rhodes Island's side.

Even so, he still diligently planned and accumulated strength. Now that he had arrived in Lentinium, he hadn't directly stormed in; all of this demonstrated his attitude.

"Theresis, don't try to guess the logic of a god's behavior with human thinking," Theresa reminded her.

Her pink eyes gazed at the ever-accumulating natural disaster clouds outside the city, recalling Rhodes Island's operations and intelligence over the years.

Her face remained expressionless as she calmly analyzed the situation:

"Qi Yan may not be the kind of god who is high above us."

Tracy: "..."

Didn't we agree not to use human thinking to guess the behavior and logic of gods?

What's wrong with my younger sister? I just finished disciplining her, and she makes the same mistake right after...

Therese seemed to understand something, let out a sigh, and said nothing more.

A brief silence fell between the brother and sister.

However, Theresa spoke up again very quickly:

"I went to the airship to oversee the evacuation and concealment."

"Thanks a lot."

Hearing the footsteps fading away behind her, Theresis did not turn around, but continued to gaze out of the city.

Frost-covered meteorites plummeted from the dark clouds, crashing onto the earth with a deafening roar, proving to the world that this inhuman power was unstoppable.

"Control over ice and snow, a powerful physique, self-healing ability, manipulation of blood, suspected self-restriction using Originium as a key to power, and magic from Letania."

Recalling Qi Yan's methods from the intelligence report bit by bit, Therese was wary but not afraid: "If you are really prepared to take action, then your enemy will not be me, but everyone in Victoria."

No one wants their hard-earned cake to be taken away by someone else, even if you are a god.

You're well aware of this, so you... chose Rhodes Island as your pawn?

While Therese racked her brains trying to figure out the logic behind Qi Yan's actions, Qi Yan and the others were changing clothes.

"We don't have will-o'-the-wisps in our eyes, will that work?"

"Couldn't you have picked a ghost warrior that fit properly to rob? The clothes and armor are all loose and baggy."

"Ugh, it stinks! How long has this ghost warrior been dead?"

Despite their complaints, the group worked quickly, equipping themselves with the ghost army's gear and then jumping off the moving block under the cover of the natural disaster.

Below, the ghost troops, even amidst the natural disaster, faithfully carried out Mandela's orders, advancing step by step.

Qi Yan tried to step forward and give instructions:

"The whole army retreats!"

During the natural disaster, the ghost army simultaneously halted their advance, then turned around and began to retreat.

Chen gasped, "What's the principle behind this?"

"Don't ask, the answer is Originium Arts."

Qi Yan didn't understand either, but that didn't stop him from spouting nonsense.

Outside the reach of the natural disaster, Mandra looked at the suddenly returning army of ghosts, unsure whether to be surprised or delighted.

After discovering that Qi Yan had directly summoned the natural disaster, she began to regret her actions. She wanted to order a retreat, but dared not risk entering the disaster's area of ​​effect by contracting Oripathy.

Just as Mandra was filled with regret, wondering if she should go back and strip naked, put on a small leather whip, and go to the leader to be punished, she saw the ghost troops inexplicably begin to retreat.

"This is... wait, the ghost troops are following Qi Yan's orders?!"

Mandela was foolish, but not completely foolish, and quickly guessed the truth.

But this discovery soon plunged Mandela into an indescribable feeling of jealousy.

"Why should I?! The Ghost Squad was assigned to me by the leader, why should you steal the trust the leader gave me!"