Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

He slowly approached Theresis, marveling at the sight:

"You actually succeeded, and you handled it so easily. You're in big trouble now."

Theresis: ? ?

Mostima, who had been watching the whole thing from the top of the Shard, felt a chill emanating from her staff.

The next second, the white wolf broke free of the staff and arrived not far from Theresis.

"Relax, don't resist," Qi Haoxin reminded him.

Theresis: ? ? ?

He couldn't understand what these guys were trying to say to him.

Just as he was about to ask a question, the Rhodes Island group, who had been swept away into the internalized universe, suddenly appeared in the sky above Londinium.

The skeletal behemoth gently swayed its tailbone, releasing its power to transport the Rhodes Island crew away from this dangerous place.

Even though the skeletal behemoth was very fast, Theresis was still able to clearly determine the situation of Rhodes Island's personnel and was surprised to find that Qi Yan was not among them.

"Where is Qi Yanren?" Therese asked curiously.

He felt that he was now qualified to stand on the same level as Qi Yan and discuss the follow-up matters regarding Kazdel.

In particular, he felt it necessary to oversee Qi Yan's collaboration with Manfred to prevent Manfred from being in a completely disadvantageous position.

"I'm here."

Qi Yan's voice rang out from below Theresis.

He looked down and saw that the ice coffin that Mostima was carrying was melting. Qi Yan stepped out of it, nudged Mostima with his buttocks, and squeezed out a place for himself to stand.

Therese smiled, lowered herself, and came to stand in front of Qi Yan:

"What's so 'tied'?"

"I meant Qi Yan..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Did I say something wrong?"

"You know you're wrong, why won't you apologize?"

"I'm sorry... isn't it?"

Therese was almost led astray by Qi Yan's barrage of criticism.

After realizing what was happening, he was a little confused, but patiently explained:

There's no need for us to have any conflict...

"Sorry, you must die today," Qi Yan said directly.

"Why?" Therese frowned.

"Not only will you die, but Blood Lord, King of Carrion, Shapeshifter, none of you will be able to return to Kazdel."

“…I see.” Theresis finally caught up with Qi Yan’s train of thought.

Externally, Therese can serve as a deterrent; internally, the Sarkaz will worship him even more.

After the souls depart, Theresis's existence will become the next inescapable past for the Sarkaz under Manfred's command.

Only the dead gods, the gods enshrined on high pedestals, the gods who are not constantly watched by all races, are the gods that the Sarkaz truly need!

"It seems I need to make a big fuss and let everyone witness my demise," Therese said calmly.

Qi Yan raised an eyebrow: "Who gave you the confidence to think you can make waves in my hands?"

Theresis: ? ? ? ?

Before he could react, Qi Yan's white hair suddenly turned black.

The next second, Qi Yan shot out and kicked Theresis in the stomach.

Therese's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he flew backward and crashed heavily into the ground of Lentinium.

Qi Yan walked through the air, and with each step he took, the blackness in his hair grew thicker. By the time he reached the point where Theresis landed, his hair was completely black.

Therese lay in the nearly ten-meter-deep pit, staring at Qi Yan in disbelief.

He didn't understand why, even though the power he had just gained was absolutely on par with that of a god and there was no room for faking it, he was still powerless against Qi Yan.

To Theresis's astonishment, Qi Yan conjured a piece of crimson gold with teeth marks out of thin air.

"Theresis, do you know why you're going to die?"

Qi Yan's domineering questioning voice echoed across the sky, spreading far and wide throughout the surrounding area of ​​Lentinium.

"I gave you a chance, Theresis." Qi Yan said coldly, pronouncing Theresis's crime, "You allowed your subordinates, the Sarkaz, to destroy the gardens in the Duke of Cumberland's mansion. I only ordered you to restore them and then let it go."

Is this how you repay me?

The gardens of the Duke of Cumberland have been completely cleared. Well done, Theresis!

Therese argued, somewhat defensively, "Didn't you plunder 'Life Spine,' liberate the town that cultivates flowers, and throw all the Sarkaz back here? How am I supposed to restore the garden?"

"How dare you speak so harshly!"

Qi Yan glared at him angrily, stomped on Theresis's chest, and swung the Crimson Gold Sword at his head in a series of unexplained blows.

The ground trembled, and dust billowed into the sky.

A moment later, the sounds in the pit ceased, and two figures pierced through the dust and smoke, soaring into the sky.

Qi Yan grabbed Therese by the hair with one hand, spun around two and a half times in mid-air, and flung Therese toward the Duke of Cumberland's mansion like a hammer.

Therese was so frustrated that he almost burst.

He could accept defeat or even death, but he couldn't accept losing so miserably, and dying for such an absurd reason.

Unfortunately, although people can do anything when pushed to the limit, just like not knowing how to solve a calculus problem is simply not knowing how, Theresis is simply not able to beat him.

He struggled to stand up and fight back, but before he could even see Qi Yan's figure clearly, he was kicked away again.

While in mid-air, Qi Yan grabbed Theresis's ankle, lifted him high into the air, and plunged him headfirst into the soil of the Duke of Cumberland's garden.

Qi Yan clapped his hands and asked Therese, whose upper body was stuck in the mud:

"Do you know you're wrong?"

Tracy: "..."

"Ignoring me? Still so stubborn!" Qi Yan chuckled, grabbed his ankle, and began diligently tilling the garden.

In the sky, Theresa and the others were somewhat at a loss.

Mostima wanted to take out his terminal to record this rare scene, but Theresa raised her hand to block the camera.

"Please, please don't take pictures," Theresa pleaded.

"You're good-looking, so I'll do whatever you say." Mostima obediently put away the terminal.

She couldn't beat him, and if they fought, Qi Yan would definitely not intervene; instead, she would applaud from the sidelines.

After stopping Mostima's mischief, Theresa found herself in another troublesome situation.

"Could you two please do me a favor?" she asked Qi and the skeletal behemoth.

"You're good-looking, so I'll do whatever you say." The skeletal behemoth, transformed into Mostima II, watched the spectacle with amusement.

Qi didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

Theresa pointed downwards and said with a wry smile:

"Could you lend a hand and make this battle seem more realistic?"

Skeletal behemoth: ?

Mostima: ? ? ?

"Isn't this the most realistic kind of battle?" Mostima asked, puzzled.

Theresa said helplessly, "It's so real that probably no one would believe that a god-level powerhouse would be forced to work three acres of land in the mud by Qi Yan."

I hope you can help me… give this battle a little artistic flair.

Half a minute later, an extraordinary phenomenon appeared over Londinium.

The biting wind froze all the buildings, and even the dark clouds in the sky were solidified, turning into ice crystals that crashed down onto the earth.

Thunder roamed between heaven and earth, completely destroying the Shards Tower.

A black, turbulent current of time raged, and the residents of Londinium fled in terror, only to be swept up in it and randomly dropped anywhere within the borders of Victoria.

Londinim, the capital of Victoria, a historic fortress known as the "fortress that would never fall," became a page in history on this day.

On the battlefield of Silverstone Cliff, the three forces that had been locked in a stalemate suddenly moved in unison and began to retreat toward the exit of Silverstone Cliff.

Unfortunately, their retreat was as slow as a tortoise compared to the rapidly spreading anomalies in the city of Londinium.

In an instant, the wind, snow and the turbulent flow of time covered the battlefield.

Chapter 808 Vina: I've seen through everything!

"Evacuate the Silverstone Cliff area, quickly!"

"Fleets 07, 11, and 19 have lost contact!"

"Fleets 06 and 08 have lost contact!"

"Reporting to the Duke, thirty percent of our warship's structure has been frozen solid, and its propulsion system has been severely damaged!"

"Duke, all Originium-powered weapons have malfunctioned!"

A flood of messages poured into the command center.

Even with his exceptional abilities, Kessler struggled to keep up with the sheer volume of information.

She could only try her best to remain calm and select the most important pieces of information to give instructions.

Just when her head was about to explode, a report from an intelligence officer completely drowned out everyone else's voices:

"The army of carrion eaters is charging up! The king of the carrion eaters has actually abandoned his escape and chosen to hinder our army's retreat!"

"Is he insane?" Kester whispered.

"He's not crazy; on the contrary, he's incredibly calm right now."

With a solemn expression, Gao Duoting analyzed, "This must be a decision he made after careful consideration, exchanging the main force of a royal court and his own lineage for the main force of the Duke of Victoria's army to perish together on this battlefield."

As the war broke out in full force, the Sarkaz suffered repeated losses and realized that they were destined to be defeated in this war because they were isolated and helpless. This was a drastic move by the Sarkaz.

Now that the Sarkaz have completed their demonstration and earned the fear of all races, they likely do have the means to ensure the withdrawal of their remaining forces from Victoria, at which point they will have a considerable period of rest and recuperation.

"The analysis makes a lot of sense, but it doesn't help our current predicament at all," Vina couldn't help but complain.

Gao Duoting looked somewhat embarrassed.

What's Wellington's reaction?

As Kess asked the question, his breath turned into white mist at the corners of his mouth.

The intelligence officers immediately sprang into action.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and of the nearly twenty intelligence officers in the team, only three returned to the command room in a sorry state.

"Wellington has rejoined the Drak, and their forces are making a full-scale retreat. The Sarkaz forces have not tried to stop them."

"The King of Carrion has his eye on our allied forces!"

"The King of Carrion, fueled by the lingering power of the gods, is charging towards the main ship!"

The "good news" of buy one get two free made Kaster's face turn extremely ugly.

In the previous battle outside Silverstone Cliff, the power of a single god was enough to destroy Windermere's army. Now, with several gods fighting each other in the city of Londinium, even if the Duke's forces were several times stronger, they would probably be unable to withstand it.

A desperate doubt even arose in Kester's heart:

"How exactly did the Yan Kingdom fight against these gods back then?"

No one could answer her questions, but a terrifying tremor erupted from the ship's deck.

"Duke, the King of Carrion has breached our defenses! Please seek refuge immediately!"