Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Faced with this situation, Xue Si's dance became frenzied, and her singing became increasingly shrill.

It's like an unwilling roar and resistance before utter despair arrives.

The warriors were getting closer and closer to the Snow Sacrifice.

Monrod felt more strongly than ever before that victory was near. As long as they surrounded the Snow Sacrifice, Ursus's artillery fire could purify them along with the Snow Sacrifice.

The girl's indifferent voice rang out from the sky.

Monroe looked up in astonishment.

In his line of sight, the long-haired white girl he had met before descended from the sky, her greatsword held high above her head, her movements filled with a kind of beauty called power.

The next second, the girl landed in the snow, right in front of Xue Si, her giant sword slicing through all obstacles and crashing to the ground.

A deafening roar echoed.

Monroe and the other warriors watched helplessly as the snow was blasted away, soaring high into the sky, like a snow-capped mountain rising from the ground.

The shockwave followed closely behind, engulfing Monroe and the others and sending them flying.

"What the hell?!"

Even with Monroe's seasoned composure, he couldn't help but gasp in mid-air.

He and the other soldiers fell into the snow like dumplings being dropped into a pot. The thick snow successfully absorbed the impact of the fall, preventing them from getting injured.

Before Monroe could even check his own condition, he got up and stared at the scene before him, speechless.

A deep pit with a diameter of nearly ten meters was created on the originally flat snowfield. The snow piled up high around the pit, forming an absolute contrast with the black permafrost inside.

Skadi pulled out her greatsword with one hand, her gaze fixed on Yuki, whose staff had already broken.

She assumed an attack stance once again.

Xue Si was clearly a little confused. Her body swayed twice and then began to move non-linearly once again.

"Skadi, follow my arrow!"

Purple magic coalesced into a halo, precisely locking onto the constantly flashing Snow Sacrifice. A massive arrow followed closely behind, instantly pinning Snow Sacrifice to the frozen ground.

Skadi took a light breath, pushed off with her feet, and shot out like an arrow. The greatsword in her hand seemed weightless, drawing a perfect arc in the air as it slashed towards the immobilized Yuki.

The song once again emanated from the hollow shell of Xue Si's body.

Skadi's eyes flickered slightly.

She understood Xue Si's singing.

Her greatsword slashed down at an even faster speed.

Another song rang out, this time sung by Skadi, accompanied by the song of Yukisa.

With eyes full of compassion, she hummed a song from her hometown, personally bidding farewell to this enemy in a foreign land, who was also grieving.

The dry ice field adds a touch of damp sadness.

The giant sword sliced ​​through Xue Si's body.

"Thanks……"

The murmured words began, but Skadi did not answer. She silently watched the body turn into black ashes before her, and finished humming her own lament.

At the edge of the deep pit, Typhon pushed aside the snow piled up by the impact and stood still. After observing for a moment, she bent down, mixed a clump of snow and frozen soil together, smeared it onto the arrow, and then drew her bow and shot at the spot where Snow Sacrifice had fallen.

The black ash burned and disappeared completely from this land.

"Crisis averted."

Typhon breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the Ursus team with dissatisfaction.

Monroe, clutching his necrotic arm, stepped forward and whispered:

"This is what you call the ability to fight against calamities?" Typhon couldn't help but speak with a hint of sarcasm. "An ability forcibly created by sacrificing human lives?"

Monroe silenced the advisor beside him with a look that was about to speak.

His already frosty beard trembled slightly, and a complex smile appeared on his face:

"Your abilities surpass ours, Ursus won't deny that, but... Sarkaz, can your abilities be passed on to others?"

“Uh…no.” Typhon’s breath hitched.

A significant portion of her abilities comes from the giant black bow in her hand, but the bow is both a companion and a hidden danger.

Even Typhon herself didn't know whether she would be devoured by the Black Bow in the future.

“But we can,” Monroe said earnestly. “Sarkaz, you and your companions are powerful. If you wanted, you could even protect a large Sami tribe. But then what?”

The lifespan of a Sarkaz is very long, but it still has an end. What will happen once your lineage is left without a successor?

Ursus will not allow that to happen. Our sacrifice will pave the way and build fortresses. We fall here today, but those comrades who walk this path again in the future will have no obstacles in their way.

Chapter 996 Father of Ancestral Spirits

Typhon's conversation with Monroe did not end pleasantly.

Ursus's forces began to regroup and tally the results of the battle.

Monroe was genuinely grateful for Typhon and his companion's help. Although their views still clashed, they still took the initiative to send them supplies and the captured Sami man.

After quickly bandaging the Sami man's wound, Typhon frowned and said:

“You are in a bad state, and I am also saddened by the destruction of your tribe, but since you are still alive, you should not despair.”

The Sami man's lips trembled, but he ultimately uttered no words, merely staring blankly at the Ursus team not far away.

Skadi stepped forward and said softly:

"Their atrocities will not be erased for any reason, but now is clearly not a good time for reckoning."

The Sami man's eyes darkened.

But he quickly shook his head and said painfully:

“I would not let my two benefactors risk becoming enemies with Ursus because of hatred, but I don’t understand why… why would this happen.”

Typhon and Skadi exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat puzzled.

Just as Skadi was about to soothe the Sami people with her song, the Sami people spoke up on their own initiative:

“When the Ursus were fighting the Snow Cult, I heard the voice of the Father of the Ancestral Spirits. He chose to protect the Ursus who were slaughtering us.”

It was He who, through revelation, helped those Ursus people remove the defilement; He… could it be that the Father of the Ancestral Spirits also approves of the will of Ursus?

Typhon and his companion fell silent.

After a long pause, Typhon asked, "What did the Father of the Ancestral Spirits say?"

“Flota, the Father of the Ancestral Spirits has removed the calamity from this place.”

The Sami man's eyes were filled with confusion and pain, like a child abandoned by his father.

“It means to leave,” Typhon explained to Skadi. “The translation of this sentence is ‘leave.’”

“…Perhaps the ancestral father you speak of is driving out those Ursus people?” Skadi speculated.

Typhon's eyes lit up, and he continued following Skadi's train of thought:

“That’s right. The Father of Ancestral Spirits made those Ursus people leave, but His power was too great, and His residual power alone wiped out the calamity in this place.”

The Sami man forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace.

As for how much of it he listened to, only he himself knows.

At that moment, Skadi suddenly remembered something else and asked Typhon:

"What does Faeta mean?"

"It means arrival. How did you know this cipher?" Typhon asked in surprise.

"Perhaps the voice I heard before was the ancestral father you speak of."

Skadi's words carried a hint of uncertainty: "But it doesn't seem entirely so. Besides this cipher, I heard other words, but those I could understand didn't sound like what the Father of the Ancestral Spirits said."

Typhon waved his hands repeatedly, trying to appease him:

"Do not be confused. Those who are protected by the Father of Ancestral Spirits will receive the favor of the Ice Plains."

This means that I haven't made any mistakes in choosing this route, so I should just keep going.

Skadi nodded.

The Sami man glanced helplessly at Typhon.

Young lady, could you please consider the other listeners before you speak?

I, the guy whose clan was just wiped out by the Ursus, am still alive, and you've already indirectly acknowledged Ursus in the blink of an eye?

Unfortunately, it wasn't Rhodes Island's Extremis here, but Skadi and Typhon, neither of them realizing their mistake.

Skadi turned and walked toward the Ursus team: "I'll go over there and ask them if they've seen Surtr. You continue to take care of the injured man."

“Okay, but be careful, those Ursus people are no good,” Typhon couldn’t help but warn.

Skadi nodded silently.

To a certain extent, she agreed with Ursus's attitude and felt that Typhon and the Sami were indeed a bit too stubborn.

"Different paths, estrangement, and different destinations."

The voice from the bottom of my heart rang out again.

Skadi forced herself to ignore the incessant chatter and quickened her pace to find Monroe among the Ursus troops.

“Ursus, I need to ask you something,” Skadi said, her tone somewhat forceful.

"Um... go ahead and say it."

Monroe almost thought the girl was there to cause trouble.

“Have you seen a red-haired Sarkaz girl?” Skadi gestured as she spoke. “I’ve heard she’s very beautiful, hot, and has a somewhat rebellious personality. Also, she has a greatsword that’s just as good as mine.”

"We actually ran into her!"

Monroe exclaimed in surprise, "That girl was stuck in the snow, and I had someone lasso her with a rope and pull her out. Instead of thanking us, she acted as if we were meddling in her business."

What a strange girl. She looks so weak, unable to even struggle out of a snow pit, yet she exudes a terrifying aura as if she could wipe out our entire team with a single stroke.

Skadi's eyes lit up, ignoring Monroe's sarcastic remarks, and she pressed on:

"Where did she go?"

"They went deeper into the ice field."

"This is exactly the taste, so delicious!"

Biura stuffed the small cake into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster, and her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons in comfort.

Holding his cake, Andorn saw the girl in front of him eating in a way that was completely unrelated to the word "lady" but was exceptionally cute. He couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

"What? You don't like it?" Biura asked vaguely.

“I like it. What Sakota doesn’t like sweets?” Andorn chuckled. “I just didn’t expect you to like it this much.”

"What little girl doesn't like sweets!"

Biura swallowed the cake and explained in a serious tone, "Many young girls refuse, not because they don't like it, but simply because they are afraid of gaining weight."

"Aren't you scared?"

"I was scared at first, but I'm single now, what's there to be afraid of?"

Biura stuck out her little tongue and licked the cake crumbs off her fingers, saying matter-of-factly, "Besides, this was a formal business dinner, I couldn't refuse, I was forced to eat it!"

Andorn found it amusing.

Spending time with Biura brought him a rare sense of peace and ease.

However, he did not forget the important matter.

“Biura, could you continue to share your views on religion?” Andorn asked earnestly.

"Okay, but you are a Sarkaz after all, so we need to agree on a premise."

"What premise?"