Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Misery's warning brought Arturo back to reality.

A faint smell of blood had somehow enveloped the group.

The ceaseless sounds of steam and gears that once filled the underground structure vanished without a trace, without anyone noticing.

Everyone can feel their heartbeat and breathing quicken, but they cannot hear any sound.

The group moved stiffly, unconsciously clenching their teeth and staring intently at the darkness at the end of the passage behind them.

"Retreat...no, run!"

The doctor suddenly shouted, startling everyone awake.

The group turned and began to flee. Fester noticed a button on the wall of the passage and immediately rushed over to press it.

A gate fell, separating the ever-expanding darkness behind them.

But the next second, a sharp, loud noise came, and the heavy metal door was torn apart by a tremendous force. At that moment, the metal seemed more fragile than paper, and cracks appeared little by little.

The broken, jagged edges resembled the menacing maw of some monster, slowly opening towards the fleeing crowd.

The sound of liquid splashing came from the crack.

A soldier from the Self-Defense Forces screamed as something pierced his calf, causing him to fall to the ground in a sorry state and be dragged backward by an unseen force.

Shan immediately stopped and rushed over to grab the self-rescue soldier.

"Something's wrong, there's something in his ankle!"

Shan felt the dragging force coming from the self-rescue army soldiers, and his muscles tensed up to resist it.

A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, and the self-defense soldier let out a terrified scream as his ankle could not withstand the force of the struggle.

The mountain was filled with shock and anger, and had no choice but to loosen its grip, allowing the strange force to drag it along towards the crevice.

"Hold on, let me do it!"

Thorn moved to the side of the two men, the blade in his hand flashing coldly, and with minimal wound, removed the foreign object from the ankle of the self-rescue soldier.

It was a drop of blood, as clear and translucent as amber, its color both eerie and elegant.

Misery immediately used spatial illusion to teleport him.

Shuiyue then released her tentacles, attempting to close the crack that had been torn in the metal gate.

"This power carries the salty scent of the ocean; you are an anomaly."

A soft, feminine male voice came from the crack.

Just hearing this voice makes people involuntarily conjure up an image of an elegant nobleman, pushing the limits of their imagination.

As a large amount of blood gushed out of the crack, Shuiyue's tentacles were eroded at a visible speed, eventually disintegrating into light blue specks.

The crimson color gradually stained the aquamarine blue and continued to spread its territory throughout the passage.

Following that, the blood-soaked king walked gracefully down the red carpet into the public eye.

Despite having just fought Logos and the others, the Blood Demon Lord showed no signs of battle. His clothes were neat and wrinkle-free, and he wore an elegant and confident smile as he stepped forward, spreading the blood domain beneath his feet and walking with each step that seemed to beat against everyone's heartbeats.

"Demon King, I have finally met you."

The Blood Demon Lord ignored everyone else present and locked his gaze on Amiya, who stood solemnly in the group.

He bowed gracefully: "I, Ducarre, representing the Blood Court, have come to pay homage to you, the alien demon king, the weak demon king."

Everyone looked tense and surrounded Amiya in the middle.

Fester and his self-rescue army couldn't help but show expressions of surprise and uncertainty. Although they still fought alongside everyone to defend against the enemy, they clearly became hesitant.

The Doctor stood beside Amiya, his gaze sweeping over the Blood Lord and then over the three shapeshifters in the corner whose attitudes were unclear.

He felt a little heavy-hearted.

These Sarkaz are all pragmatists; they never sit in high places, send their subordinates to deliver supplies little by little, and then personally deliver them when the enemy has grown stronger.

"Amiya, step back," the Doctor said.

"But……"

"Trust me, back off!"

Seeing how serious the doctor was, Amiya gritted her teeth and chose to trust his judgment.

Seeing Amiya so obediently following the doctor's commands, the Blood Demon Lord couldn't help but feel a hint of mockery in his eyes:

"Demon King of the alien race, you inherited that crown, but your barren bloodline cannot accept the power of the crown. This is not your fault; your weakness is your destiny."

But you possess that crown, yet you allow yourself to be manipulated by others; your spiritual weakness fills me with regret and shame.

"So, you're pretty brave, huh?"

The Doctor stood in front of Amiya, blocking the Blood Demon Lord's view.

He chuckled and retorted sarcastically, "With your meager skills in manipulating blood, you're not even as good as a white-haired dog's finger. I think you should stop calling yourself the Blood Demon Lord and just give that title to Qi Yan."

The Blood Demon Lord's expression turned cold:

"Qi Yan's power does indeed intrigue me. I've been waiting for his arrival, but before that..."

I wouldn't mind eradicating all of you noisy, inferior bloodlines.

"If I use your blood to attack Qi Yan, what will his expression be? I'm looking forward to it."

"Then you'd better work hard!" The doctor's tone suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Make your move!"

Shuiyue and the others, who had been waiting in the wings, decisively made their move.

At the same time, the figures of Logos and the other two appeared behind the Blood Demon Lord, launching a pincer attack on him.

The Blood Demon Lord remained calm, smiled contemptuously, and waved his hand to release blood, blocking all the attacks.

He then pointed at the doctor and released a blood droplet that shimmered with fluorescence, preparing to kill this weak but foul-mouthed guy first.

The doctor calmly turned sideways and ran to the edge of the group, coming to Arturo's side.

Arturo: ?

Blood Demon Lord: "..."

His fingertips moved slowly, aiming at Arturo from afar.

"As expected, I still hate you traitors even more."

Even though the Blood Demon Lord's tone was full of disgust, he remained elegant, like a monarch who had issued a holy decree, granting death to others.

Chapter 606 Excuse me

A drop of blood traced a red trail in the dimly lit and chaotic underground passage.

Arturo reacted quickly, playing his violin and using Originium Arts to create a barrier that blocked the blood droplets.

But this seemingly tiny drop of blood contained terrifying power, causing Arturo to stumble and almost fall.

Before she could denounce the doctor, the latter shouted first:

"The aggro has been drawn, everyone attack freely!"

Arturo: "..."

The Blood Demon Lord frowned slightly when he realized that his attack had been neutralized.

"The resistance of ants is not pleasurable."

He waved his hand, releasing a large amount of blood that spread from the ground in all directions: "I hate this filthy environment, so use your blood to wash this passage clean."

The crossbow bolts and magical counterattacks used by the self-rescue army and Rhodes Island forces were all absorbed by the blood, without causing the slightest ripple.

Shan slammed his fist into the ground, trying to use the cracks in the broken floor to delay the flow of blood, but it was instantly soaked through.

Only Shuiyue's tentacles and Misery's spatial illusions could hold out against the blood.

Chen seized the opportunity, drew his sword Chixiao, and tore a gap in the spreading blood, the sword energy pointing directly at the Blood Demon Lord.

Behind them, Logos, who had arrived just in time, brandished his bone pen, suppressing the urge to cough as he chanted an incantation. Obscure runes surged toward the Blood Demon Lord.

W cursed under his breath and threw out all his bombs without distinguishing whether they had misfired or not.

In the shadow of the Originium bomb, Ascalon's figure flashed out like a ghost, his broken dagger aimed straight at the Blood Demon Lord's back.

"Your harassment is annoying me!"

The Blood Demon Lord's voice was chilling as he barked, "Get out of my way!"

A violent power surged from his body, instantly reversing all attacks and engulfing and destroying them with blood.

Ascalon grunted and flew backwards, only to be caught by W. The two of them then tumbled and fell a great distance away.

Logos coughed and staggered back, using runes to neutralize the Bloodseeker's follow-up impact, preventing W and the other two from taking further damage.

Shuiyue used her tentacles to protect everyone, preventing them from rolling into a heap.

At the crucial moment, the sound of a violin rang out.

"You've given yourself away."

Arturo caught a fleeting hint of irritation in the Blood Demon Lord and began playing music, trying to ignite the emotions deep within him.

The Blood Demon Lord stood in the center of the blood, his elegant face gradually changing.

“You traitor’s bloodline, you should kneel before me and beg for my forgiveness.”

A faint red glint flashed in the Blood Demon Lord's eyes: "It seems that before I formally meet that weak Demon King and kill her, I need to grant you the fate you deserve."

This is a trial, from the ancient Tikkaz, to punish those who bear the sins of their bloodline.

No one can stop Tikkaz's glory from descending. The blood of the traitors should be spilled on Tikkaz's path to return. Repent, traitors!

Arturo gritted her teeth, enduring the oppressive feeling exerted on her by the Blood Demon Lord, and continued to play her own music.

Seeing that Arturo had firmly held onto the Blood Demon Lord's hatred, the Doctor turned to look at Water Moon and nodded vigorously.

Shuiyue took a deep breath and prepared to get serious and unleash some of his power, even though this might make everyone start to fear him.

Just then, Arturo suddenly stopped playing.

She looked at the Blood Demon Lord, or more precisely, at the passage behind him.

"I felt it, he came."

Arturo bowed gracefully, like a performer who had just finished his show and was waiting for applause from the audience.

The Blood Demon Lord was halfway through his act when he heard this, frowned, and was about to turn around to look behind him when he suddenly felt a pain in his lower back.

"Excuse me, could you please let me through?"

Qi Yan, carrying Vina, kicked the Blood Demon Lord into the wall. The terrifying force bent the Blood Demon Lord's body at an absurd angle, smashing through the wall and disappearing from everyone's sight.

Once Qi Yan had steadied himself, the wind he created as he charged forward howled from behind.

The sound of the wind echoed endlessly in the long passage, causing the hems of everyone's clothes to flutter in the wind.

"Mr. Qi Yan!"

"You white dog, you're way too slow!"

Upon seeing Qi Yan's figure, the heavy burden that had been hanging over everyone's hearts instantly lifted.

Logos' eyes gleamed as he silently memorized Qi Yan's entrance.

Qi Yan put Vina down, smiled, and helped her tidy up her wind-blown hair before letting her go back to her team.

Then Qi Yan slowly explained:

"There was nothing I could do. I had a jinx following me around. I took the wrong path several times, and it was only thanks to Vina's timely reminders that I was able to correct my course."

"It's clearly because you don't know the way, what excuse are you making? Besides, what kind of jinx are you talking about..."

The doctor curiously tiptoed to look behind Qi Yan.

Then he saw a familiar pink figure in the darkness.

"Eureka!!!"

A series of screams suddenly rang out from inside the passage.

Everyone who knew Eureka paled; the fear they felt far surpassed even the terror of witnessing a hundred Blood Demon Lords surrounding and attacking them.