Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

After confirming that it had nothing to do with her, Theresa finally turned her attention to a small figure in the Rhodes Island team.

"Amiya, you've come," Theresa said softly.

"Ms. Theresa..."

Amiya's expression was somewhat hesitant: "You, is it really you?"

"That's for you to decide, Amiya."

Theresa's expression remained as gentle as Amiya remembered.

Amiya could even sense Theresa's joy through the authority of the 'Black Crown'.

That was the joy of reunion.

But the more this was the case, the less Amiya could accept it.

“No, you’re not Miss Theresa, how could she make such a decision?” Amiya’s grief was almost unbearable.

“Amiya, why are you standing here?” Theresa asked.

Amiya suddenly fell silent.

Theresa did not urge them.

Even the Doctor and the Rhodes Island team were not in a hurry to make a move, even though their first priority was to take down Theresa as quickly as possible.

The silence seemed to last a long time, yet it also seemed to last only a moment.

Amiya finally spoke again, her gaze fixed on Theresa, meeting her eyes.

"I must stop the Sarkaz; war will not bring any answers."

“So, this is your decision, Amiya.” Theresa’s expression remained gentle. “Similarly, I have my own decision.”

Those Sarkaz still call me "Your Highness," but in any case, I am the Sarkaz's "Demon Lord."

Finally, Theresa's expression revealed a hint of sadness, as well as a touch of resolve.

She paused, then gently closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, Theresa's eyes were already cold:

“When you stand before me, you are… the enemies of the Sarkaz.”

A magical crystal condensed beside Theresa.

Amiya gritted her teeth, and a black crown appeared on her head.

"I absolutely refuse to acknowledge it, Miss Theresa!"

At this moment, the Demon King finally stood before the Demon King.

A demon king crowned with a black crown, and a demon king who, even after removing his crown, still commands the hearts and minds of countless Sarkaz subjects, who address him as 'Your Highness'.

The battle shattered the idle chatter in an instant.

Spells erupted on the altar, and weapons cleaved through the still air.

In just one exchange, Theresa's body was forced to stagger back several steps.

"Are you still unable to make this decision?"

Theresa's gaze swept over Logos and the others present.

She knew very well that the combined attack from these people and Amiya couldn't have been limited to this level.

Logos lowered his eyes, his bone pen aimlessly tracing patterns in the air, producing only a pitifully small number of incantations.

Ascalon's figure loomed in and out of sight in the shadows at the edge of the altar, yet he could not bring himself to take that step.

Kal'tsit didn't even summon her M3 body. Holding the green crystal, she seemed to have completely transformed into an 'M3 pitcher,' ready to throw it out as a projectile at any time.

Shining, holding his longsword, silently unleashed Originium Arts to protect everyone.

Mostima went even further, not even bothering to act, and just squatted to the side chatting idly with her staff.

The doctor looked left and right, then beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying:

"With you bunch of insects around, when will we ever hear Little Te's answer?"

"If you can do it, then do it; if you can't, then shut up," Mostima chimed in from the sidelines.

"Hey! I refuse to believe it today!"

Provoked by Mostima, the Doctor immediately rolled up his sleeves and charged toward Theresa.

This scene left everyone present stunned.

Faced with the Doctor's playful punch, Theresa easily dodged it by sidestepping. Before she could speak, the Doctor 'accidentally' rushed over, lost his footing, and teetered precariously on the edge of the altar.

Amiya and the others immediately exclaimed in surprise.

Theresa instinctively rushed over and grabbed the doctor's outstretched arm.

But the moment their arms touched, the Doctor grabbed Theresa tightly with his other hand:

"This time, you're not getting away!"

Theresa: “…”

Her expression was somewhat helpless, not understanding why the doctor she remembered, who was somewhat stubborn but still quite serious, had become such a shameless person.

Chapter 755 I'm waiting for the altar to activate, and you're waiting... Holy crap, there's a dog!

"You can't hold onto me. If I want, I can break free from you and leave at any time."

Theresa sighed, "Even if you have that little girl who can wield power, you can't keep me here."

Everyone immediately turned to look at Mostima, who tapped the altar floor with his staff to get the answer.

She shrugged and said, "He admitted it."

A shadow immediately fell over everyone's hearts.

The doctor gritted his teeth, refusing to let go even so:

"I won't let go unless you break my arm."

Theresa, I have no memory of you, and no one mentions you to me. In a sense, this is our first meeting.

But I realize how unforgivable the things I did to you were. I didn't expect you to forgive my sins, but I hope to create a better outcome for you, and for Amiya and all those who love you!

Theresa was slightly moved.

But in the end, she simply smiled and shook her head: "I have made my decision."

"Decision! Decision! Screw decision!"

The doctor suddenly became irritable: "You all have your own decisions, so I must have mine too!"

Screw Sarkaz! Screw Victoria! Screw war! Screw Demon Lord! Get the hell out of here!

Theresa, keeping you is my decision!

"Doctor, you..."

Theresa had never seen the Doctor in such a state before, and she was somewhat frightened.

Not only her, but Amiya and the others were also shocked by the Doctor's roar.

The doctor ignored all of that, gripping Theresa's arm tightly and saying urgently:

"I am so sorry, I am so sorry, I have no memory of you whatsoever."

But I'm also very fortunate, truly fortunate, because I don't have those messy memories to carry as a burden, so I can now clearly discern what I truly want.

Right now, at this moment, all I want is you!

"PhD……"

"Don't interrupt me!" The doctor interrupted Theresa almost rudely. "If you have something to do, say it. We can discuss it together and find a solution together. Why do all the people I know like to keep their thoughts to themselves and bear all the pressure alone?"

Theresa! Whether you are the original Theresa or a completely new you, I don't care!

I just want to be your friend, and as a friend, face all the difficulties with you!

Theresa looked at the Doctor with a complicated expression; she wanted to laugh, but also wanted to cry.

But she couldn't give a response.

"Doctor...you can't do it."

"Why can't I do it?"

"Because this is the Sarkaz's past that has been accumulated on their race for millions of years."

"Why should the burden of an entire race fall on the shoulders of one person?!"

The doctor roared out almost reflexively.

Theresa paused for a moment, then a bright smile spread across her face.

She had never laughed so happily.

The doctor couldn't understand why his words were something that made Theresa laugh, but he stubbornly continued to hold onto Theresa's arm with all his might.

The two remained deadlocked for a moment, neither willing to back down.

Until, without warning, the ground began to shake, and the altar where everyone was located burst forth with a dazzling red light.

"I'm sorry, Doctor, I've been stalling for time."

Theresa said apologetically, "The altar has been activated. You tried to disturb my mind in various ways, and I also tried to disturb your mind. Your plan has failed."

The doctor suddenly laughed.

"Little Te, you really are just like what the white-haired dog said, a deeply sinful and wicked woman."

The doctor raised his head: "Unfortunately, I'm not a white-haired dog. When it comes to scheming and intrigue, I won't lose."

You're waiting for the altar to activate, so guess what I'm waiting for?

Theresa: ?

She subconsciously followed the doctor and looked up at the sky.

The sky, already shrouded in red light, suddenly began to distort.

Time and spacetime are disrupted at this moment.

Mostima stood up, raising his staff high, the ancient and melodious roar of the giant beast echoing endlessly.

“He can’t keep me,” Theresa whispered.

"And what about him?" the doctor countered.

The void was like a mirror that had been smashed, shattering into countless fragments.

W's figure leaped out from among them, and behind him, the white-haired Rupert, holding his sister in one arm and lifting the off-road vehicle with three wheels missing in the other, boldly entered everyone's field of vision.

Theresa's face finally showed a panicked expression.

Qi Yan's body plummeted rapidly through the air, his golden eyes quickly locking onto the figure of the wicked woman below, a woman burdened with heinous sins.

"Lola Takizawa!"

Before anyone could react, Qi Yan let out a strange cry and swung the SUV at Theresa.

"Holy crap, I'm still down there!"

The doctor was so frightened by what he saw that he almost screamed himself hoarse.

The others reacted much faster, completely different from their previous slacking off attitude, and everyone used their best skills.

Several attacks accurately struck the falling off-road vehicle, instantly blasting it apart.

One of the diamond-shaped crystals transformed into a green flash, accurately hitting Qi Yan's forehead.

With Qi Yan and M3 screaming in unison, Qi Yan lost his balance in mid-air, tumbled once, and landed awkwardly at Theresa's feet.

Qi Lin plopped down on her unlucky older brother's stomach, calmly reaching out to catch the M3 crystal falling from the sky.

Theresa: “…”

Qi Lin: "..."