Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Ducarre, who was standing between the two, shook his head, waved his hand, and released blood that wrapped around the Steam Rider's legs, sending him flying and crashing heavily into a building.

After doing all that, Ducarre waved to Manfred:

"Just do what you have to do."

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Manfred thanked them and immediately ordered the Sarkaz to evacuate the battlefield.

Ducarre, who remained where he was, watched the spot where the Steam Rider had fallen. As he expected, an even more violent surge of steam erupted, and the Steam Rider emerged unharmed from the collapsed building ruins.

"Victoria!"

Inside the cockpit of the steam-powered mech, a series of delirious roars echoed continuously.

"Leave now, if you still have a shred of sanity left."

Ducarre, facing the steam rider, still had the leisure to continue flipping through the book in his hand: "You still have a chance to live before my patience runs out."

The Steam Rider responded to Ducarre with a charge.

Chapter 763 Steam Knight's Sobering Package

Building after building collapsed, and billowing dust rose into the city of Lentinium.

Ducarre's expression gradually turned helpless.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the steam knight never even touched the hem of his clothes, yet the other party seemed oblivious to the difference in their strength, immediately getting up and launching a charge after being thrown away.

"It seems you've completely gone mad."

Ducarre looked at the battered steam-powered mech, but there was no joy of victory on his face.

If it weren't for his own injuries, he wouldn't have needed to engage in a war of attrition to deal with this madman in front of him; he was just an ant that he could crush with a wave of his hand.

A lone steam knight is at best stronger than an average ant.

The Steam Knight charged once more, only to be unsurprisingly pierced by Ducarre's Blood Spear.

After a long and fierce battle, the steam-powered mech could no longer withstand the heavy blows. Its outer shell shattered inch by inch, and a blood-stained spear pierced through its cockpit.

The Steam Knight's massive mecha body swayed and collapsed to its knees.

Ducarre raised an eyebrow slightly.

But the next second, to his somewhat surprised gaze, the steam mech's power unit reignited, and the steam knight stood up again.

“Protect...Victoria…”

The roar of the steam knight was no longer passionate, but it remained resolute.

"What a troublesome opponent."

Ducarre sighed and prepared to continue the fight.

As both sides gathered their strength and prepared to clash again, they simultaneously noticed something amiss and looked up at the sky.

More than ten meters above the ground, the calm space resembled the surface of water where a stone had been thrown in, creating ripples.

Then the void shattered abruptly, and the raging temporal turbulence transformed into a storm that swept through Lontinim.

A large number of Sarkaz figures fell from the void like dumplings being dropped into a pot, crashing and clattering not far from where Ducarre and the Steam Knight were fighting.

Ducarre: "..."

What's happening here?

Why does it rain Sarkaz?

Could it be that this land has eaten too much and is now ruminating due to indigestion?

Before Ducarre could figure out what was going on, Shovel shook his dizzy head and shakily got up to look around.

He spotted the two opposing sides at a glance, and his heart skipped a beat.

As a defeated army, facing the ruthless Blood King's monarch, this group probably wouldn't even survive to reach the Silverstone Cliff battlefield.

"Your Majesty, we..."

"Take your people and get out of here."

Ducarre interrupted Shovel's speech and coldly issued the expulsion order.

Shovel was taken aback, and without daring to refute, he quickly ran to organize the team to retreat.

Ducarre turned his gaze away, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Although he didn't know where these Sarkaz came from, as a 'natural healer,' he felt that these Sarkaz would be excellent material for treating sprains and bruises.

Completely unaware of everything, Shovel felt a sense of relief at escaping death and led his team to a safe distance to observe the battle.

Feeling the attention of the crowd, Ducarre put away his idol image, put away the book in his hand, and began to use his hands to exert his power.

He decided to slightly overdraw his injuries to quickly finish off the crazed steam knight, and then go back to enjoy the abundant materials.

The Steam Rider sensed the change in Ducaré's aura and paused for a moment, but was then once again dominated by the madness.

The power reactor burned fiercely, and the steam-powered mechs emitted waves of heat as they charged forward once more.

This time, however, far more blood gathered around Ducarre than before, turning into a wave of blood that slammed the Steam Rider to the ground.

The violent impact somehow restored some of the Steam Knight's sanity.

With this rare burst of rationality, the Steam Knight began to think about tactics, and then a large amount of steam spewed out from under the mech's feet.

He piloted his mecha, which soared into the sky.

He looked up and watched as several shells rained down from the sky.

The blood formed a barrier, easily blocking the cannonballs, but the massive figure of the steam mech followed closely, crushing Ducarre and his blood barrier into the ground.

"Glory to Victor... uh?!"

Before the Steam Knight could finish his declaration, he was thrown away by a sudden burst of blood.

Ducarre's face darkened as he leaped from the ground, manipulating blood to strangle the Steam Knight.

But before he could even touch his opponent, the Steam Knight soared into the sky once more.

Ducarre: ? ?

No, where did this rocket come from?

Time seemed to come full circle at this moment, with familiar shells raining down from the sky and familiar mechs crashing down.

Ducarre dodged and tried to retaliate, only to watch helplessly as the Steam Rider disappeared into the distance once more.

Ducarre: ? ? ?

When the third cycle occurred, Ducarre's patience was completely exhausted.

"Get off here!"

Blood swirled into a vortex, swirling up large amounts of building debris, before shooting into the sky with a wave of Ducarre's hand.

Under the saturation of blood and building debris, the Steam Knight had no way to avoid being severely injured again, and fell straight down from the sky.

Slamming heavily onto the ground, the Steam Knight regained some of his senses and realized that something was wrong.

He propped up his mech and finally began to examine his enemy.

Then the Steam Knight regained full consciousness.

"The Lord of the Royal Court..."

Without the slightest hesitation, the power unit roared again, spewing out large amounts of steam from beneath the mech's feet, propelling it straight into the sky and fleeing towards the outskirts of Londinium without looking back.

Ducarre successfully fulfilled Therese's request, but he was a bit out of his mind at the moment. With a dark face, he rode the blood to lift himself up and chased closely behind the Steam Knight.

The two rushed out of Lentinium one after the other, when Ducarre suddenly stopped.

"You really are a... talent."

As the steam-powered knight headed straight for the nursing home, Ducarre couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

As soon as Manfred's team arrived at the nursing home site, they heard the sound of steam billowing out behind them.

He turned his head to look, his face showing no sign of tension.

“General, let’s shoot down the enemy!” A Sarkaz volunteered.

"No need."

Manfred waved his hand and turned to look at the nursing home site.

A long spear shot out from the nursing home with a roar, stirring the air, and struck the steam knight with precision like a long dragon.

"Wendigo's throwing power is as terrifying as ever. Fortunately, we are not the enemy."

Manfred looked at the crashed Steam Knight with a hint of schadenfreude.

On the other side, the Steam Knight lay supine in the crater he had created, his left shoulder pierced by a spear, having completely lost control of the mech's left arm.

"What's this?"

He initially thought he was awake, but now he suddenly feels that he might not be awake yet.

Shouldn't their steam knights be considered high-end combatants in this land?

Why do I get beaten up wherever I go?

The Steam Knight grew increasingly confused until the spear that pierced him unleashed red magic, successfully bringing him back to his senses.

"Wendigo...Sarkaz...Has Lentinium completely fallen?"

The Steam Knight let out a painful growl as he struggled against the ancient sorcery emanating from Wendigo that was eroding his spear.

He dared not linger any longer.

Fighting to the death is heroic, but running around between two kings of the same level is just courting death!

This time, he didn't even dare to soar into the sky. Instead, he controlled the mech, which was falling parts wildly, to fly close to the ground and flee in a sorry state, bypassing the nursing home area.

During his escape, the Steam Knight noticed that no one was chasing him and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Silverstone Cliff is just ahead. We'll go through there and then find the Victorians to find out about the current situation."

The Steam Knight chuckled self-deprecatingly as he sped along: "Given the current situation, Silverstone Cliff is probably guarded by Sarkaz, but surely there can't be another Lord of the Royal Court here?"

Chapter 764 The Integration Movement in Nursing Homes

Manfred gazed in the direction the Steam Knights had gone, and together with the Sarkaz beside him, they bowed their heads and observed a few seconds of silence.

Manfred raised his head again and waved:

"Just keep going."

Upon receiving the order, the Sarkaz immediately restarted the transport vehicles and entered the nursing home through the login hatches lowered onto the nursing home site.

This was Manfred's first visit to the nursing home in many days.

The neat streets and buildings, and the leisurely strolling pedestrians filled Manfred with a sense of tranquility.

When pedestrians saw the Sarkaz group, they all gathered around and examined the steam-powered mech from a distance.

The Sarkaz found themselves surrounded at a distance and were initially nervous, but they soon realized that they were no match for the allure of the steam-powered mechs in the eyes of these Victorians.

This left the Sarkaz with mixed feelings.

As the transport vehicle moved along, one of the Sarkaz next to Manfred couldn't help but sigh.

Upon noticing Manfred glancing at him, the Sarkaz immediately fell silent.

“I don’t mean to blame you,” Manfred reassured. “I just want to know why you sighed.”

"...General, I just..."

The Sarkaz stammered, "Although the steam-powered mechs are attracting attention, this is the first time I've seen... people of other races treat Sarkaz with such calmness."

This is the first time I've ever seen... Kazdel like this... Is this place... Kazdel?

Why not?

A slight smile appeared on Manfred's lips.