Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

I, such a great god, died so easily, without even a sound!

Now even the most refined person in the royal court has begun to go down the road of madness and there is no turning back!

Destroy it, I'm tired.

Manfred felt an urge to step onto the Silverstone Cliff battlefield, drag the Carrion King and Victoria along, and explode.

Just as Manfred had this thought in his mind, Ducarre rolled up his sleeves, and the 'Originium' above their heads suddenly trembled slightly without warning.

The air throughout the entire city of Londinium trembled because of the 'Primal Originium'.

The members of the royal court army who remained in the city helped each other up, their faces pale as they looked up at the strange changes in the sky.

Even the residents of Lentinium, who were hiding in their homes, couldn't resist prying open a crack in their windows to cautiously peek outside.

Not only in the city of Londinium, but also on the battlefield outside the city at Silverstone Cliff, the three forces locked in a stalemate were subconsciously drawn to the scene.

Amidst the intense attention, a blue-haired figure shattered the top floor of the fragmented building with a staff, then spread his arms and shouted excitedly:

"I did it! Pope, did you see that? I, Mostima, did it!"

Everyone, raise your hands and let us cheer for the newborn god!

The 'Originium' trembled more violently, and the red vines wrapped around the Shard Tower began to sway, with an inexplicable power leaking out from the 'Originium'.

All those who could see over Lentinium witnessed a true miracle.

The black staircase solidified in the air, stretching upwards from the Shards to the location of the 'original Originium'.

The red Originium glow shone on the black steps, making the blackness even more eerie.

A door appeared before the eyes of all living beings.

The doors were tightly shut, protecting the 'original Originium' behind them.

Meanwhile, a burly Sarkaz man stood at the bottom of the stairs, his steps slow yet incredibly steady as he climbed up.

Therese's aura surged with his rising figure at a terrifying speed, until with each step he took, even the air itself seemed to shatter.

However, Therese remained calm and continued walking step by step, his expression undisturbed, making it impossible to discern what he was thinking at that moment.

At the same time, special wills are casting their gaze upon this land from all corners.

In Lungmen, a penguin who was listening to music and drinking in his bar felt that familiar situation happening again, and quickly put down the drink he was about to put down.

"Why was this one also exempted?" The Emperor scratched his head with his penguin wings. "Logically speaking, this guy's personality is much more composed than that white-haired fellow. He shouldn't be messing around, right...? No, that white-haired fellow is also in Londinium. I can't drink this wine!"

Having made up his mind, the emperor, with astonishing willpower, placed the wine cup steadily on the table, and waited with his fellow beings for Theresis's declaration.

However, in the Emperor's mind, this process seemed to be infinitely prolonged.

The crisp sound of the ice melting in the glass, and the water droplets dripping down the side of the glass, made the emperor feel extremely tormented.

"To not be able to drink on such a memorable occasion would be a lifelong regret!"

The Emperor suddenly gritted his teeth and grabbed his wine glass again: "I refuse to believe that this Sarkaz fellow would..."

'Theresia…'

"puff!!!!"

The wine that the emperor had just put in his mouth was immediately sprayed out.

“Anana… has been activated.” Theresa, supporting the weakened Amiya, suddenly looked up at the empty internalized universe. “Theresis is fulfilling our promise.”

Kal'tsit frowned immediately upon hearing this.

Her gaze swept left and right, and then her face darkened slightly.

On the left, the doctor was lying quietly on the ground, while on the right, Qi Yan was sprawled out, drooling as he slept.

Amiya, who had just sent away the souls, was in a weakened state and could barely stand. Behind her, W was sleeping, hugging the airship core and rubbing her face against the strangely shaped cannon barrel, muttering things like "Your Highness" in her sleep.

Together with these insects, when will we be able to save this land?!

Kal'tsit was on the verge of going berserk.

"Kal'tsit, don't be nervous."

Theresa noticed Kal'tsit's emotional change and comforted her, "I will never make the decision to leave you again. I will always stay by Amiya's side and by everyone's side."

"What exactly is the agreement between you and Theresis?" Kal'tsit asked.

Theresa said calmly, "To find an answer so that the Sarkaz can have a future of their own."

This is our entire agreement, and now I have the answer. Theresis will fight for all the Sarkaz, paving the way to the future.

She looked down at the weak Amiya, picked her up, and carried her to Kal'tsit, placing Amiya in Kal'tsit's arms.

After speaking to Kal'tsit, Theresa turned and left gracefully.

Under Kal'tsit's puzzled gaze, Theresa's figure suddenly disappeared into the internalized universe.

On the other side, on the black staircase to godhood, Theresis paused briefly for the first time.

Then a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he took another step.

“Theresa…”

"elder brother……"

Therese felt a sudden tremor in her heart and almost slipped and tumbled down the steps to godhood.

On the other side of the stairway to the gods, Theresa's figure seemed to transform into Theresis's reflection, hanging upside down as she walked step by step.

The footprints of the brother and sister perfectly overlapped across the black steps.

"What do you want to say to me?" Theresis steadied herself and continued climbing the steps.

“Keep going,” Theresa said gently. “Find the way home for the Sarkaz, and I’ll face everything with you.”

I have witnessed the Sarkaz's destiny shattered, and I am about to witness the Sarkaz forge their own future. Finally, I will witness your demise.

Chapter 804 Sarkaz's Nuclear Threat Tactics

The shapeshifters are very busy.

While Theresis was making a grand ascension to godhood, many of their individuals were busy running around.

Within the city of Londinium, residents cautiously peering at the sky heard their 'neighbor's' mournful cry:

"Victoria is doomed, this land is doomed."

On the battlefield of Silverstone Cliff, the tense Duke's allied soldiers suddenly noticed many of their 'comrades' starting to murmur fearfully:

"The Sarkaz are going to destroy us! The Sarkaz are going to develop a weapon that could threaten the very survival of this land!"

Even in other Victorian city-states outside the battlefield, rumors began to circulate:

"The war in Londinium is about to end, and the Sarkaz are coming!"

In the wilderness some distance from the city of Lentinium, an old man transformed by a shapeshifter was traveling slowly.

At the edge of his vision, the outline of a small town was faintly visible.

"The rumors in this city say that the Sarkaz's secret weapon is to sacrifice the Regent as its power source," the Shapeshifter mused with a grin. "Then the Regent will become a god, perfect!"

When the time comes, all races that want to fight the Sarkaz will have to think twice about their ability to withstand the pressure.

With this in mind, the old man transformed by the shapeshifter quickened his pace, already anticipating the reactions of the people in this small town.

He was still some distance from the town when suddenly a golden streak of light flew past him from afar.

The shapeshifter turned its head in confusion and looked around: "How come she only got here now?"

The shapeshifter's doubts were quickly answered.

After a short distance, the golden streak of light suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the location of the shapeshifter.

Just as the shapeshifter was wondering if he had been exposed, a golden stream of light stopped in front of him.

Lin Guang brushed the dust from his hair, which he had picked up while traveling, and gave a gentle smile:

"Grandpa, it's too dangerous for you to be walking alone in the wild. Let me escort you for a while."

As she spoke, Nearl turned around, bent her knees, and gestured for the shapeshifter to climb onto her back.

“That’s how feelings waste time,” the shapeshifter said with a relieved smile.

She turned around in confusion, then froze, only to find that the old man behind her had disappeared, leaving only a strange green-clad boy.

"We are one of the ten royal courts of Sarkaz, the Shapeshifters," the Shapeshifter introduced himself.

She immediately drew her knight's sword and spear, instantly assuming a combat stance, and warily watched the shapeshifter.

Compared to Nearl, the shapeshifter remained completely unfazed:

"You have unlimited potential, but unfortunately you are still too young. You are no match for us."

"Come with us, Radiant Knight of Kazimir. It's best not to get involved in these matters, otherwise your identity as a guide may be tarnished by those with ulterior motives."

“I’m sorry, but the gun in my hand will not allow this,” Nearl said firmly. “If I don’t help my comrades, if I don’t help the people of Lentinium who are suffering, my path as a knight will be stained.”

"I see... then let's go massacre the city."

The shapeshifter turned and walked toward the small town.

Lin Guang acted decisively.

A dense light enveloped the knight's sword and spear as it pierced the shapeshifter. The terrifying impact stirred up a cloud of dust, but when the dust settled, the shapeshifter was already unharmed and appeared a hundred meters away.

"Young knight, your war is not on that battlefield where the dust has already settled; your war is still against all the injustices of this land."

The voice of the shapeshifter drifted on the wind into Nearl's ears.

The next second, the tip of the spear spun, and without the slightest hesitation, he continued his pursuit.

"Are you brain-dead? Is your head made of steel?"

The shapeshifter grumbled something and then ran away.

Qi Yan felt like she hadn't had such a good long sleep in a long time.

In a daze, he comfortably turned over, and his hand inadvertently grasped something soft.

Qi Yan subconsciously grabbed it, and even through the fabric he could feel the wonderful sensation, while at the same time he heard W's unconscious humming in his ear.

Qi Yan: "..."

His hand squeezed twice more uncontrollably.

Then Kal'tsit's surprised voice came from above: "Your relationship with the Doctor has become this twisted?"

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked closely, only to find that there was a doctor between W and himself, and his hand was pinching the doctor's buttocks.

"Damn it!"

Qi Yan jolted and let go of his hand, scrambling to his feet and frantically wiping his hands on his clothes as if he had just touched something unbearably dirty.

Kal'tsit held the drowsy Amiya in her arms, and when she saw Qi Yan wake up, she finally stopped looking sullen.

Of the people present, she was the only one who remained conscious. She watched as the others were either drowsy or fast asleep, and one of them was so drowsy that he seemed to be sleeping more soundly than he was asleep.

Kal'tsit had a strange feeling that she had become a kindergarten teacher, supervising a group of children taking a nap.

Just as Qi Yan was staring at his dirty hands, seriously considering whether to chop off the stubble, Kal'tsit interrupted his thoughts:

“We have successfully stopped Theresa, but Theresa’s plan is still underway. Now that you’re awake, help us figure out how to leave the Internalized Universe.”

“Theresis is easy to talk to,” Qi Yan said nonchalantly.

"Are you sure?" Kal'tsit frowned.

"I can't bear to hit Xiao Te, but I can't bear to hit Da Te, Teacher?" Qi Yan raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically.

Kelsey: “…”

She really wanted to remind Qi Yan that he had already hit her, and that Theresa had been kicking her legs up repeatedly.

However, seeing that Qi Yan had already sentenced Theresis to 'death,' Kal'tsit said nothing more.

She turned to look in another direction from the Tower of Babel and reminded her, "There seems to be something else you need to deal with over there. When you return, I think it will be the moment when you and your brother have completely moved on from the past."

Qi Yan showed no intention of taking action: "I believe Qi Lin."

"On this land..."