Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Oh, by the way, one more thing."

Qi Yan suddenly stopped and turned around with a grin, saying, "Call me anytime if you need anything. Your older brother is always there for you."

"……Um."

Qi Lin's panicked emotions gradually calmed down.

She took a soft breath, turned to look at the boy Rupert who was a few steps away from her, and took the initiative to walk up to him.

“Perhaps I don’t really need to know your current situation,” Qi Lin said, “but I really have a lot to say to you, come with me.”

The boy Rupert followed behind Zillyn as they walked toward the edge of the Tower of Babel.

Qi Yan walked away from the brother and sister and arrived at the location of Theresa and the others, just in time to see that the conversation between the two sides had temporarily come to an end.

As expected, Theresa, who had made up her mind, was not swayed by Amiya and the others' words, and the atmosphere between the two sides became somewhat tense.

The Doctor put down the End of Time and suddenly raised his index finger at Kal'tsit, as if to remind her of something.

Kal'tsit's facial muscles were a little stiff, but she finally made up her mind and suddenly stepped forward to take Theresa's hand.

Under Theresa's questioning gaze, Kal'tsit said, on the verge of collapse:

"Don't go, I really care about you, I really like you!"

Theresa: ?

"Please, what do you want me to do for you to come back? I'll do anything I can!"

Theresa: ?

"Please, join me in building the Tower of Babel for life!"

Theresa: ? ? ?

After Kal'tsit finished reciting the three quotes the Doctor had taught her, she began to blink forcefully, trying to squeeze out tears as the Doctor had instructed.

Theresa: “…”

She shifted her gaze from Kal'tsit, who was trying to squeeze out tears, and swept it over the stunned W and Amiya, finally settling on the Doctor and Qi Yan, who had just walked over.

Then Theresa, realizing who the culprit was, was furious.

"You two, don't tease Kal'tsit like that!"

Chapter 798 Souls, Prisoners of Death

Theresa shielded Kal'tsit behind her, glaring at Qi Yan and the Doctor.

Even a fool could guess that Kal'tsit, with her personality, would never say such outrageous things. The only truth was that these two bastards were playing a trick on Kal'tsit!

Faced with Theresa's angry glare, the Doctor quickly hid behind Qi Yan, who then turned around and hid behind the Doctor again, and the Doctor repeated this process...

The two seemed trapped in a vicious cycle, gradually escaping Theresa's clutches.

Just as Theresa was about to stop their childish behavior, Kal'tsit reached out from behind her and gently tugged at the hem of her dress.

"I know they're playing a trick on me."

Kal'tsit said softly, "But if this can change your mind even a little, I'm willing to accept this teasing."

Theresa was taken aback.

This was the first time she had heard Kal'tsit express her feelings so directly.

Her meeting with Kal'tsit was far from pleasant. When the weapons of the allied forces tore through Kazdel and slew the previous Demon Lord, Kal'tsit stood at the forefront of the allied forces.

Her acquaintance with Kal'tsit wasn't complicated. When she chose to pick up the black crown from the battlefield, the resurrected Kal'tsit began to approach her with a new face.

The two met on the battlefield, became acquainted through their shared vision for the future, and stayed together in the Tower of Babel that no longer exists.

Kal'tsit always seemed to maintain a detached and reserved demeanor as she walked across this land, rarely showing strong emotional fluctuations even towards her closest relatives.

But now, Kal'tsit has shed all her identity and pretense, letting her emotions dictate her plea to stay.

Theresa turned to look at Qi Yan and the other person who were still being silly.

Not only Kal'tsit, but the Doctor, who used to be gentle yet kept a slight distance from everyone, has also changed.

Theresa then looked at Amiya and W, and found the two of them huddled together, whispering and discussing something, their eyes constantly glancing at her, clearly plotting a battle against her.

Theresa gave a wry smile.

“Everyone has grown a lot.” She gently pushed Kal'tsit’s hand away. “But I also have things I must accomplish. I am a Sarkaz, and the Sarkaz call me the Demon Lord.”

I'm sorry you've set aside all your identities and reservations to come before me, but I cannot set aside everything.

"But……"

"No buts."

Theresa interrupted Kal'tsit, took two steps back, and raised her hand to show her the endless golden light curtain that stretched around the Tower of Babel and connected to the horizon.

The top of the Tower of Babel was bathed in that boundless golden ocean, as if that golden ocean was embracing the Tower of Babel.

"Everyone is watching me, everyone is waiting for me."

Theresa beckoned, and the golden ocean rippled slightly, revealing the hidden truth within.

Kal'tsit's pupils contracted slightly: "This is... the souls?"

Countless illusory figures floating in the golden sea revealed their outlines. These figures were of various shapes, but Kal'tsit, Amiya, and the others could tell that they were Blood Demons, Carrion Eaters, Wendigos, and countless Sarkaz.

Kal'tsit looked up, gazing into the deepest part of the golden ocean.

She saw those more familiar figures.

"The Demon Kings of all time..."

"Yes, Far Chaser, Godu, Balsa, Quiron... all the Demon Lords, all the Sarkaz are here, including me."

A golden ray of light fell on Theresa's fingertips, her eyes filled with an unbearable sorrow: "The Sarkaz regard death as an honor. After sacrificing everything for their race, the Sarkaz will join the embrace of the souls, thus protecting the Sarkaz lineage of future generations so that it will never be erased."

But... it shouldn't be like this. The truth shouldn't be so cruel. The souls are just a group of prisoners, a wisp of information imprisoned within the Originium, reduced to dust crushed as certain people and certain plans move forward.

Even though Kal'tsit had already suspected something, she was still surprised after hearing Theresa's explanation and discerning the hidden plan in Theresa's words.

"You've actually gone this far?" Kal'tsit looked at Theresa. "Are you planning to erase the information of the souls from the Originium?"

"Not only that."

Theresa said calmly, "I want to rewrite the fate of the Sarkaz, so that they will no longer be embraced by the so-called Souls. I want the Sarkaz to have... true freedom."

As soon as she finished speaking, Theresa waved her hand, scattering the golden light from her fingertips onto the ocean.

The moment she made her move, Amiya and W, who had been planning for a long time, acted simultaneously, trying to stop the golden light from falling.

However, both of their spells and explosives passed through the golden light as if they were passing through a phantom, failing to affect the other party in the slightest.

As the golden light merged into the golden ocean, the Tower of Babel trembled slightly, and the golden ocean began to boil and surge, with countless Sarkaz phantoms flying out.

W exclaimed in surprise, noticing that Theresa's figure was also fading away.

Amiya also noticed this situation and immediately stepped forward to use the power of the Black Crown to try to stop Theresa.

Theresa raised her hand, gently pressed Amiya's head, and smiled:

"It's no use, you can't stop it... Ouch!"

Before she could finish speaking, a piece of pure gold flew out and struck her squarely on the forehead, causing her to cry out in pain.

"You think you can get away with this?"

Qi Yan, holding another piece of red gold in his hand, rushed forward quickly.

Beside him, the Doctor, panting heavily, rushed toward Theresa carrying the End of Time and forcibly shoved it into Theresa's arms.

Qi Yan didn't miss a beat either. He sprinted, turned to the side, gathered his strength in his arms, and slammed the crimson gold hard onto the End of Time.

The deep, resonant sound of bells rang out.

Caught off guard, Theresa was slapped by Qi Yan and fell to the ground while holding the End of Time.

At the same time, her fading figure showed signs of solidifying again.

"Someone, hold her down!"

Qi Yan gave a greeting.

Amiya and W promptly crouched down and pressed Theresa's shoulders down, one on each side.

Amid Theresa's exclamation, Qi Yan slapped one piece of crimson gold after another onto the end of time.

The bells tolled continuously, and the hands of the clock moved backward until they almost left afterimages.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Qi Yan's smile was even more villainous than the villain's.

"This piece of red gold is your salary for coming to Rhodes Island!"

The crimson gold struck the end of time, causing the pointer of the end of time to reverse even faster.

"This piece of pure gold is the betrothal gift I gave you when I forcibly took you from the clutches of the souls!"

The crimson gold struck the end of time, and the end of time emitted a deafening chime.

"This piece of pure gold is my compensation for demolishing the Cyber ​​Ghost's lair!"

The crimson gold struck the End of Time, and a crack appeared in the outer shell of the End of Time with a snap.

"It's not over yet, this piece of pure gold is for your electricity bill from now on, Little Te!"

The crimson gold struck the end of time, and the end of time could no longer withstand it. The bells began to tremble, and then it suddenly collapsed into a large number of fragments.

"Hey, Little Te, you're here!"

Qi Yan waved his hand and pressed all the fragments of the End of Time, which had turned into fluorescent light and begun to dissipate, into Theresa's body.

Theresa's previously fading figure solidified completely.

Chapter 799 Doctor: Come on, let's have a one-on-one fight!

The golden ocean throughout the entire internalized universe was boiling, and countless golden phantoms of souls were converging on the Tower of Babel.

They came because of a promise.

These grotesque golden phantoms yearn for liberation.

Then... they saw their demon king being pinned to the ground and struck repeatedly with crimson gold.

Even though there was a clock between Theresa and him, each strike of Qi Yan's clock still made her jump up involuntarily.

After a moment of stunned silence, the souls were enraged.

They converged into a golden wave, surging wildly towards the Tower of Babel, wanting to topple the tower and throw the bastards who persecuted their own demon king off it.

Just as the souls were about to touch the Tower of Babel, a powerful figure stood in their way.

"That bastard who can even eat Originium raw is saving people, anyone who's not afraid of death, step forward!"

The doctor pointed at the surging waves of souls and shouted to stop them.

The souls ignored the doctor's ramblings and continued their assault on the Tower of Babel until a wave of energy emanated from behind them.

The souls in the wave paused, and then, though unwilling, stopped and made way for each other.

Several seemingly unremarkable golden phantoms descended upon the Tower of Babel, slowly approaching the Doctor.

Seeing that the illusory figures showed no sign of stopping, the doctor instinctively took a step back and forced himself to say:

"Oh, so there's no room for negotiation then. Fine, according to the rules of the martial world, it's a one-on-one duel!"

His gaze then swept across the scene, finally settling on one of the illusory figures, and he pointed at it:

"You, the one who looks the least attractive, come out!"

The phantom that was pointed at was clearly startled for a moment, then floated toward the Doctor with a slightly amused expression.

Kal'tsit walked to the Doctor's side and kindly reminded him:

"This is the first Demon Lord of Sarkaz, the Crowned Hunter, the 'Faraway'."

PhD:"……"