Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Qi Yan landed listlessly in front of the Blood Demon Lord, with the Sadion District plot following closely behind.

This time, Qi Yan did not use the Sadien district plot to attack people.

This was, after all, just an ordinary piece of land. After being baptized by battles involving natural disasters and bloodshed, and then casually used by Qi Yan to smash someone, it was now constantly shedding fragments.

The surviving residents were all thrown about in a sorry state. Even though Qi Yan's blood formed ropes to hold them in place, they were still shaken unconscious.

On the shattered mountaintop, the Blood Demon Lord lay supine on the ground, his body almost entirely covered in blood and gore, even one of his eyes was a bloody mess.

He gave up struggling and did not use his blood to repair his mutilated body.

"Qi Yan, tell me, how much of your strength have you used right now?" the Blood Demon Lord asked unwillingly.

"What, are you going to say you're disappointed that I didn't get to use my full strength?"

Qi Yan walked over with a grin, squatted down next to the Blood Demon Lord, and picked up small stones to keep throwing them at his face.

Blood Demon Lord: ?

Is this some kind of seal?

Why isn't that shapeshifter coming to save me yet? If this keeps up, the blood of Tikkaz will...

The Blood Demon Lord was burning with anxiety, gritting his teeth and silently enduring the same treatment as the old black snake.

While throwing pebbles at each other, Qi Yan slowly comforted her:

"Actually, don't be discouraged. If you try harder next time, you can still defeat me. I used most of my strength in this battle. Your second stage is still quite tough and can even restrict my blood flow."

"You're probably the most troublesome monster I've encountered in terms of mechanics, aside from the old black snake."

The Blood Demon Lord twitched the corner of his mouth. For some reason, he felt a strange sense of pride after receiving this answer.

But Qi Yan's next words quickly shattered his last bit of pride.

"But if you let me move to the next stage, it won't be so easy."

Qi Yan snapped his fingers, and a red mist surged behind him. The illusory image of the Witch King materialized, and he circled around the Blood Demon Lord with great interest, examining him closely.

"You...it's you!"

The Blood Demon Lord recognized the king of Letania, and his remaining single eye widened in surprise: "Weren't you supposed to be hiding in..."

"That's right, who knows why, Qi Yan just dragged me out like a puppy, completely unreasonable," the illusory figure of the Witch King explained with a shrug.

Qi Yan turned his head and glared at the Witch King.

The Witch King had already become familiar with Qi Yan, so he was not frightened by such playful behavior. He approached the Blood Demon Lord on his own and collected the blood spilled around him, preparing to slowly study this ancient Tikkaz lineage.

The Blood Demon Lord was powerless to struggle, but the string in his heart gradually tightened.

With demigod-level combat power, he is recognized as the number one sorcerer in this land, and even the Blood Demon Lord has to marvel at his terrifying magical talent.

This very entity was actually used by Qi Yan!

Before the Blood Demon Lord could process this, Qi Yan's mischievous explanation followed:

"I still have many stages to go."

For the Blood Demon Lord, the most terrifying snap of fingers echoed across the land once again.

A cold wind swept by.

A pair of golden wolf eyes descended, casting His gaze upon Him.

Blood Demon Lord: "..."

He was all too familiar with this kind of pressure on a life level.

A complete god, unlike the drowsy and unmotivated god he had fought before, the one now beside Qi Yan would not hold back his power.

With Qi Yan added, they are essentially two complete gods, each brimming with fighting spirit...

"I have many more..."

"Haha, hahahaha!"

Before Qi Yan could perform his suicide act and reveal his soul power, the Blood Demon Lord suddenly burst into maniacal laughter as if he couldn't bear it any longer.

"Shaper! Shaper!"

The Blood Demon Lord was utterly devoid of elegance at this moment, glaring and hissing as he cursed, "You *Tikaz* must know Qi Yan's power, yet you deliberately concealed it. You *Kazdel* just wanted to use me to satisfy your curiosity. Have you *Sarkaz* given up hope... cough cough!"

His angry outburst was interrupted by a pebble that Qi Yan threw into his mouth.

Green fluid surged from the ground, and the shapeshifter returned to Qi Yan and the Blood Demon Lord's side.

"Whether it's Tikaz or Sarkaz, we've experienced too much despair. We won't care if there's another kind of despair called 'Qiyan'."

The shapeshifter crouched down, mimicking Qi Yan's actions, and picked up a small stone, throwing it at the Blood Demon Lord's face.

Blood Demon Lord: "..."

He wanted to curse, but the small stones constantly hitting his face made him afraid to open his mouth.

Surrounded by two amused individuals on either side, the Blood Demon Lord contemplated death for the first time—a death in the truest sense of the word.

Since Qi Yan didn't make a move, the shapeshifter naturally had no intention of doing so either.

The two squatted on either side of the Blood Demon Lord, their hands never stopping as they chatted leisurely.

"So, Qi Yan, what's your opinion on the Sarkaz?"

"Besides the Liberi, this is my favorite race on this land. Your beautiful young women are truly irresistible to me."

"Then do you want the blood of Tikkaz?"

"What would I need that thing for? I'm more interested in the original Originium you guys made later. Could I borrow it and lick it?"

Qi Yan, fearing the shapeshifter might misunderstand, instinctively slapped the Blood Demon Lord's forehead with his hand, emphasizing, "I really only licked it once, I absolutely won't do anything else!"

Blood Demon Lord: "..."

The shapeshifter blinked, looked down at the Blood Demon Lord, and added insult to injury:

"It seems you misunderstood Qi Yan. You didn't have to be beaten up so badly."

Blood Demon Lord: "..."

Do whatever you want, as long as you're happy.

The sky is so dark today. Even the natural disaster clouds are much more pleasing to the eye than these two things in front of me. What kind of grave mound would be best for me after I die?

The Blood Demon Lord's last remaining eye was dim and lifeless as he silently pondered how to write his epitaph.

The shapeshifter raised its head and looked at Qi Yan again:

"So what exactly is your attitude towards this war with the Sarkaz?"

"What kind of talk is that? I'm already here." Qi Yan shrugged. "If I do nothing, won't it make me seem like I have nothing better to do?"

"Yes, people always need to find something to do."

The shapeshifters deeply sympathize with this.

He tossed the last pebble in his hand, dusted off his hands, stood up, and said:

"I've taken the Blood Demon with me. I'll relay your message to the others. I look forward to our next encounter on the battlefield."

Qi Yan waved his hand, indicating that the shapeshifter could do as he pleased, and then kindly reminded him:

"You used Eureka's power before, so be careful from now on, or your entire clan will be wiped out because of it."

Also, come visit Rhodes Island sometime.

“…We will do our best.” The shapeshifter nodded solemnly.

Green fluid gushed from beneath his feet, enveloping the utterly defeated Blood Demon Lord, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into the ground and disappeared from the shattered mountain.

Just two minutes later, in the city of Londinium, in front of the Shard, green fluid began to emerge from the ground.

The shapeshifter held the Blood Demon Lord in a princess carry, opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly froze and looked down.

A pool of blood, formed by pooling together, submerged the deformed creature's ankles.

"This isn't your blood, it's Qi Yan's blood that he left behind..."

Before he could even finish speaking, the shapeshifter's body began to melt.

The Blood Demon Lord stared wide-eyed, stretching out his arms and legs as far as he could, in a comical posture, supporting his body at both ends of the pool of blood to avoid getting Qi Yan's blood on him.

Just then, Manfred led a team of Sarkaz out from the entrance of The Shard.

"Everyone, please take precautions. Any bloodstains in the city could be left by Qi Yan. When cleaning up, be careful... huh?"

Manfred and the Sarkaz were dumbfounded, stunned into silence, staring blankly at the Blood Lord, who stood in front of the building in the shape of a human arch.

The Blood Demon Lord froze, and after a long while, he suddenly smiled listlessly, giving up the struggle and letting himself fall into Qi Yan's blood.

"Holy crap, help!"

Manfred cried out and lunged forward: "Your Excellency, please don't try to kill yourself!"

Chapter 613 Qi Yan, the Demon King, said, "It's established!"

Inside the Shard.

The three Sarkaz courts are now gathered in Lontinim, with Theresis, battered and bruised, sitting in a wheelchair and silently watching the others.

Silence spread throughout the room, and the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive as time went on.

"So, the result is already quite obvious?"

The absolution master broke the silence. As the only person who had not yet contacted Qi Yan, he immediately became the player with the best mentality.

No one answered him. The pardoner glanced around and continued:

"The current Sarkaz are indeed unable to fight against Qi Yan, two gods, one demigod, and Qi Yan's strange blood restraint."

This combination would terrify any nation, even the Yan Kingdom. The Sarkaz royal court was not yet fully formed, and was destined to be unable to confront them head-on.

The Blood Demon Lord had already healed his injuries with his blood, and his fair face remained beautiful.

He simply looked up at the scenery outside the window, his face expressionless, as if he hadn't heard the absolutioner's words.

Therese frowned and remained silent.

The shapeshifter picked up a pen from the table in front of him and, for fun, threw it at the Blood Lord.

Blood Demon Lord: "..."

After throwing away all the paper, pens, and water cups in front of him, the shapeshifter was satisfied and chose to continue the words of the absolutioner:

"The outcome of this war is still uncertain, but given Sarkaz's resources and plans, the probability of success is still quite high."

"From what I understand, you seem to be the ones who gave up first when it came to Qi Yan," the Pardoner said calmly.

“Yes, because Qi Yan is not someone we can defeat,” the shapeshifter said frankly. “Rather than dying at Qi Yan’s hands, we prefer to observe him slowly and study his power.”

He didn't mind our behavior. We didn't yet understand the reason for Qi Yan's tolerant attitude towards us, but we were very happy.

The pardoner was about to say something when he was interrupted.

After a long silence, Theresis finally spoke:

"Therefore, Qi Yan not only knows about the airship and the Fragmented Building, but also the blood of Tikkaz and the original Originium."

When did he start watching Sarkaz?

The shapeshifter smiled slightly, deliberately acting mischievously:

"Based on current intelligence, Qi Yan possesses a truly infinite lifespan. He is likely some ancient being who lives in seclusion. If we also consider his penchant for infiltrating various powerful forces..."

Even if Qi Yan were to one day reveal to the public that he had once impersonated a Sarkaz and served as a Sarkaz Demon Lord, we wouldn't be surprised at all.

Everyone inside the room: "..."

"Only you present know the truth about this matter."

Therese was deeply troubled by the fact that her family had an immortal being.

These shapeshifters don't distinguish between friend and foe when it comes to messing with people's minds.

“We don’t know,” the shapeshifter smiled.

“…These are not important.” Theresis chose to change the subject. “What we need to discuss now is how to deal with Qi Yan.”