Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Her soil friends showed an unprecedented level of anxiety, constantly urging her to leave.

But Mudstone did not take any action; it simply gazed silently into the distance.

Strange crystals are spreading across the mudstone as far as the eye can see.

She recognized the essence of those crystals.

An endless stream of active source stones is flooding this land like a tidal wave, seemingly never-ending, threatening to engulf it entirely.

"Could it be that Qi Yan and the others failed?" Ni Yan asked with some worry.

The two, engrossed in the game, did not exchange a word.

Mud Rock suddenly lowered his head, as if sensing something. He raised his head to remind Shuiyue and the other person, but Shuiyue waved her hand to stop him.

Mudstone: "..."

She hesitated for a moment, then decisively turned and fled down the mountain.

The two, engrossed in the game, were completely unaware of Mudrock's movements, their eyes glued to the screen until the BOSS's health bar was completely depleted.

"we won!"

"we are the champion!"

The shapeshifters and Water Moon cheered in unison, jumping up and embracing each other tightly.

The earth itself seemed to cheer for their victory, letting out a deep, rumbling sound.

"...Something seems off?"

The shapeshifter suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.

"I feel... it's not just a feeling!"

Shuiyue also noticed this.

Before the two could react, a terrifying force erupted from beneath their feet.

To be precise, it erupted from beneath this low mountain range.

The two people on the hillside felt their heads buzz, their concepts of heaven and earth were confused at that moment, and their bodies flew up uncontrollably, tumbling in the air.

The earth began to tremble, rocks broke through the soil, and the mountain ridge collapsed in an instant.

A skeleton materialized from the void, sending down nerve bundles to save the two. Numerous more nerve bundles pierced the void, pulling out one Rhodes Island member after another.

"Run! Qi Yan has gone mad!"

Mostima clutched his staff tightly, shouting at the top of his lungs, but his face was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"What are you so happy about?!" The skeletal behemoth was somewhat frantic.

"Ever since that time with Dosoles, I've been waiting for my chance to say something. Now, I've finally got it. It's finally my turn to show off!"

Mostima, his body bound by nerve bundles, strained his neck and shouted at the skeletal behemoth:

"Take off, behemoth!"

"Shut up, you 'beast-like swearer'!"

The skeletal behemoth only managed to utter one last angry roar as its defenses crumbled before its body was uncontrollably swept away by the violent torrent of energy erupting from the ground.

His enormous body was like a light plastic bag in the face of this force, as if he didn't even have a chance to use his authority to escape. He was directly blown away and rolled wildly in the air.

The people protected by the nerve bundle screamed, their voices echoing the rhythm of the skeletal behemoth's rolling, creating a strange cadence.

Mudrock, who had already escaped far away, heard the shouts coming from afar. He looked up curiously, then opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly as the skeletal beast swept across the sky. The shouts then began to fade into the distance until they disappeared into the distance.

When her soil friends saw the mudstone stop, they hurriedly issued another warning.

"I've run this far and it's still no use?" Mud Rock's expression changed.

She then felt a powerful surge of energy coming rapidly from behind.

That force was something she couldn't resist, and its spread was something she couldn't outrun.

Just as Mudrock was despairingly preparing to receive this free panoramic aerial service, a temporal turbulence suddenly appeared beside her, and a nerve bundle shot out, sweeping her away.

Chapter 772 The Altered Summoning Ritual

Silverstone Cliff Battlefield.

The battle between Victoria and the Sarkaz continues, undeterred by any anomalies in the sky, and the earth-devouring waves of Originium cannot halt the war.

This bizarre war was led by Victoria, who were striving to launch an offensive against their capital, Lentinium.

Meanwhile, the Sarkaz, who were responding to the attack, held their ground in front of Victoria's capital, determined to resist the Victorian charge.

The dukes' fleet of warships was densely packed behind the battlefield, and Originium cannons rained down on the Sarkaz army.

On the other side, the Scavenger King, who had lost his throne, floated in mid-air, spreading his arms to bestow his power, allowing the fallen Sarkaz to rise again in new identities.

A crimson storm of Originium gradually took shape behind the King of Carrion, beginning to approach the battlefield.

Everyone believed that the war would not be interfered with by external forces until one side was completely defeated.

But an accident is only an accident if it is unexpected.

A terrifying, muffled roar echoed from afar as a colossal skeletal beast tumbled across the sky and hurtled toward Londinium. The remains of a mountain rose high into the air, piercing the clouds before crashing down with a deafening roar.

The battlefield, which had already reached a fever pitch, was so shocked by this scene that it came to a halt.

The King of Carrion nearly dropped his cane, turning his head in astonishment to look behind him.

He saw a brand-new basin emerging on this land.

"Qi Yan blew up Anana?" The King of Carrion was somewhat lost in thought.

"Chief, how about I go over there and gather some information?"

The spirit banner that had previously been imprisoned for wanting to hear a few gossips drifted over, unable to suppress its damned curiosity, and volunteered to investigate.

"...No need."

The King of Carrion shook his head and refused.

Ling Zhang was unwilling to give up, and pointed to Londinium again: "Then I'll go to Londinium to see that giant beast?"

“You…” The King of Carrion took a deep breath, “You will lead a group of Carrion offspring and, together with the Active Originium Storm, launch a direct attack on Duke Kester’s flagship.”

Although Ling Zhang was unwilling, fighting for his clan leader on the battlefield was also his lifelong pursuit.

After getting rid of the creature, the King of Carrion turned his head again to look at the newly formed basin.

“Ananas wouldn’t be destroyed so easily, but I haven’t sensed the unique power of those giant beasts either.”

The King of Carrion said with lingering fear, "Qi Yan, did you cause this level of destruction by brute force?"

It would be a lie to say I wasn't curious.

The King of Carrion was equally curious about what had happened over there.

However, he could not leave this place for the time being. He could sense that a commander on the Duke's side was mobilizing troops and controlling the front lines, with his spearhead aimed directly at him.

Even without meeting, the King of Carrion could sense the other party's extraordinary nature from this method of command.

As the war god of the Sarkaz, the King of Carrion felt a long-lost sense of pressure.

At the very center of the basin, a beam of red light pierced the ground.

Immediately afterward, the rubble shook, and the eerie altar surrounded by black stone pillars seemed to possess sentience as it emerged from the ground. In the center of the black stone pillars, a drop of blood released bursts of shimmering light.

Under this radiant light, the rubble on the ground miraculously transformed into active source stones, which then began to spread and grow continuously.

Below the altar, a voluptuous Sarkaz woman painfully rose to her feet.

"What happened?"

Salus was still somewhat confused. She was clearly performing a summoning ritual by controlling the 'Blood of Tikkaz' when she was suddenly knocked unconscious by a terrifying force.

If it weren't for the power emanating from the altar protecting her, she probably wouldn't even have left a trace.

Patting his head, Salus tried to clear his blurred vision and turned to look around.

She was stunned on the spot.

"Is this...is this still near Silverstone Cliff?" Salus was bewildered. "Where did they put me here?"

"I'm sorry, you didn't go anywhere. This is the edge of Silverstone Cliff."

A terrifying voice, one that Salus could never forget in his dreams, rang out.

Salus turned her head in shock and saw Qi Yan walking towards her step by step.

Behind Qi Yan followed three disheveled girls, whose condition was not much different from Salus's. They were rubbing their heads as they walked, trying to shake off the dizziness caused by the impact.

Qi Yan smiled and said to Salus:

"You can continue, I won't bother you."

Salus's legs went weak, and his gaze involuntarily drifted toward Theresia before snapping away as if electrocuted.

That look wasn't that of a terrified person seeking help; it was more like the fear of a naughty child who had done something wrong finding an adult looking down on them.

Qi Yan tilted his head in confusion.

"Something seems wrong."

Theresa frowned, stepped forward, rubbed her eyes hard, and carefully examined the altar.

Salus instinctively stood in front of the altar, trying to block Theresa's view.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan asked curiously.

"...This is not the ritual to summon Anana." Theresa's tone took on a chill for the first time. "Salus, you have altered the contents of the ritual. You are using the aftershocks of Anana's power to try to summon another being."

"If it weren't for your presumptuous actions, given the progress this altar was made at, Anana should have already descended."

"Your Highness, I..."

Salus gritted his teeth, and suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he no longer concealed the madness in his heart.

She glared at Theresa and shouted:

“That’s right, I changed the ritual. I can feel that the leader is still alive. Only the leader can save the Sarkaz!”

"You, and Theresis, you simply don't understand the greatness of the leader! Only by bringing the leader back, only by letting him lead the Sarkaz, can the Sarkaz return to its former glory!"

"The Pardoner is still alive?"

Theresa paused, then turned to look at Qi Yan.

"My hen!"

Qi Yan spread his hands and immediately called out to the Witch King inside his body: "Old Deng, didn't you eat that damn thing?"

The phantom of the Witch King emerged from behind Qi Yan, looking utterly bewildered, and said, "When did I say I wanted to eat him?"

Don't you think that guy is disgusting? Who could bring themselves to eat something like that?

"Then where did you take him?" Qi Yan pressed.

The illusory image of the Witch King, however, remained in suspense, smiling as he pointed at Salus:

"Anyway, her summoning ritual has already reached the final stage. You'll know the answer in a little while."

"Then who will give me the 'original Originium' I'm missing?"

"To set this ceremony right is nothing more than a simple matter for the first sorcerer of this land."

"He is the first sorcerer below the level of a god!"

"...Can you please not bring this up, you *Letanian* swearing"?

While Qi Yan was arguing with the phantom of the Witch King, Salus had completely gone mad. In front of the others, she retreated step by step until her body was pressed tightly against the stone pillar of the altar.

The power of the altar invaded her body, causing Originium crystal clusters to grow on her skin at a visible rate.

The intense pain contorted Salus's expression, but she showed no sign of stopping. Instead, she deliberately inflicted wounds on her body in order to expedite the completion of the ritual at the altar.

Under the watchful eyes of the four humans and one ghost, Salus's life force rapidly waned, but the excitement on her face grew ever stronger.

"I can feel it, Chief, your presence is gradually returning!"

Salus strained to look up at his head.