Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"so complicated."

"It's not complicated. To put it simply, it's just about 'human nature'."

The warship from Iberia sailed across the sea, and ahead of it, an ancient behemoth spanning decades cast its shadow, slowly engulfing the warship.

Dario gazed at this colossal ship, one of the most important symbols of the Iberian Golden Age, his expression incredibly complex.

The Fool's reappearance across time did not make Dario feel the return of the Golden Age. Instead, it made him realize that the era that belonged only to Iberia was gone forever.

Compared to the complex emotions of Dario and the other members of the Inquisition, Eleanor, as a young person, reacted much more simply.

"so big……"

A second exclamation of shock came from Elena's lips.

She still remembers the shock she felt when she first saw the Iberian amphibious assault ship.

On land, the Iberian amphibious warships were absolutely breathtaking creations, but at sea, Elene witnessed two truly spectacular sights that exceeded her expectations.

“The Eye of Iberia, and this Fool…” Elene murmured, “These are all the legacy of that Agorian, Breogan. Just what kind of genius was he?”

"Breagan is indeed a pretty good genius, even in Agor."

"Greteia spoke up beside Elene."

After a pause, she softened her tone and smiled at Eleanor, "If I can really find a way back to Agor from the Breogan legacy, I can take you to see my hometown. I believe you will be captivated by the charm of Agor."

After thinking for a moment, Elena decided not to tell Gretia the bad news.

From Ulpian, who had already flown away, everyone knew that the city closest to land in Agor was being besieged by the Sea Kings.

The shapeshifters also brought back firsthand intelligence.

The Agorians have become mere experience points for the Sea Siren, who surrounds them and forcibly drives their large-scale evolution.

If Elene were to tell Grandia all these truths at once, she would worry that Grandia, whose mental state had recently become visibly unstable, would start to go insane.

"Everyone get ready, we're about to board the Fool's Ship."

Dario's shout snapped Elena out of her reverie.

With rope guns hooked onto the towering railings of the Fool's Ship, the land-based dog-finding team began climbing towards it.

The process went so smoothly that Dario was somewhat surprised and uncertain.

He glanced at his teammates behind him, all of whom had successfully logged in, and frowned, saying:

"Qi Yan is not in the team now, and we don't know the status of the Fool's Ship, so it's best not to split up."

"Unfortunately, I was planning to act alone."

"I'm more concerned about the ship itself than your mission to find Qi Yan and reclaim the Fool," Gladys interrupted.

Breogan, an Agor who lives on land, has research results that are very important to me. There is no Originium in the ocean, but the Eye of Iberia and the Fool left behind by Breogan are full of the results of the combination of Originium and Agor technology.

I believe every Ager who has left home longs to return to Ager, and I also believe that Breogan's research will ultimately point to the path back to Ager.

Dario frowned: "But the situation is unclear right now, we shouldn't separate rashly."

"Don't worry, Laurentina will be with you," Greta said calmly. "We are only separated temporarily. If a crisis occurs, I can come to your aid immediately."

"And what about yourself?" Dario countered.

"As long as it's not a powerhouse like Qi Yan who makes a move, I can remain invincible. And how could there possibly be so many powerhouses like Qi Yan gathered together?"

Although Goredia was severely hurt by Qi Yan, which made her no longer despise everything, she was not so much as to overly despise herself because of it.

Seeing that Gladys's attitude was clear, Dario sighed and stopped trying to stop her.

After all, Goredia certainly had reason to be confident.

As a fellow captain of the Deepsea Hunters with Ulpian, Dario could estimate that Gladys's true strength was at least that of a top-tier powerhouse below the Sarkaz, who were below the lords of the royal court.

The shapeshifter and Qi Yan are both on the same side, so it's impossible for a powerful figure comparable to the King of the Royal Court to emerge from this ship.

"Madam, please remember to call for your companions immediately if you encounter danger," Dario advised as a final reminder.

Goredia nodded, turned and left the group alone.

Unbeknownst to her and Dario, a gaze had been secretly watching them since the group boarded the ship.

“Greteia…Laurentina…compatriots, I will save you.”

The Butcher peered at the two hunters, then his gaze fell on Dario and the others: "Food, nourishment, there are two of our kind in this floating box who do not want to return to the herd and need to be fed... Amaya, we must help our people."

Amaya, standing behind the Butcher, had already regained her former elegance.

She thought calmly for a moment, then shook her head and said:

"Don't attack those people. They are Qi Yan's companions and the greatest danger on this ship. Even if you have evolved at an amazing speed recently due to the feedback from the large group, and even been recognized by the shapeshifters, you still cannot face Qi Yan directly."

The Butcher readily agreed and withdrew his gaze from Dario and the others.

With a slight exertion of its forepaws with sharp toes, three menacing cracks silently appeared on the high-strength alloy floor.

“Then I will go to see Gretia and welcome her back to the Great Flock.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Butcher disappeared at a speed that was completely imperceptible to the naked eye of Amaya.

Chapter 1057 Goredia suffers yet another setback!

Goredia walked alone in the magnificent corridors of the Fool's Ship.

Her footsteps revealed a hint of impatience.

Although the Fool is described as a warship, its design and style clearly reflect Argonaut's aesthetic.

Ever since the Deep Sea Hunters used all their strength to slay the god of the sea, Goredia followed the ocean currents to land, but the boundless ocean made her lose her way home.

Now that she has found this warship designed by her compatriots, she seems to feel that her way home might be on this ship.

The high heels made a crisp sound on the floor, the frequency gradually slowing down until it finally stopped completely.

Goredia gripped her spear tightly with one hand, her gaze turning icy as she looked behind her.

"Goldetia."

The butcher crawled on all fours on the ground and slowly emerged from the corner.

Its black eyes, encased in an exoskeleton, were full of life and clearly distinguished it from other Sealings.

“Another talking creature.” Goredia’s eyes were full of disgust. “Don’t call my name with that nauseating voice. Prey should be prepared to be hunted.”

Do you want to eat? But you're not hungry.

The butcher's tone was clearly tinged with regret.

This clear and unambiguous ability to express emotions caused Goredia's pupils to contract slightly.

She finally realized that this sea creature was quite different from any she had encountered before.

"Gredia, fellow countrymen, the great flock welcomes all those who have strayed from the flock." The Butcher showed no hostility toward Gredia. "There are two fellow countrymen in this floating box. They refused to return to the flock, and their fellow countrymen offered their flesh and blood to nourish them."

Now you have returned, and you too refuse to rejoin the herd. Your words reveal your intention to hunt your own kind, yet you are not hungry; your hunting will only deplete the herd's resources.

With a swift movement, Goredia appeared before the Butcher in an instant, and thrust her long spear down fiercely.

The long spear easily pierced the hard floor, leaving a half-meter-long crack.

Goredia's expression changed.

The Butcher had appeared behind her without her noticing and whispered:

"The large herd rejects your prey."

"A dexterous type..."

With a solemn expression, Goredia unleashed her full power, sweeping her long spear across the ground.

This time, the Butcher finally failed to dodge.

But Goredia was completely dumbfounded.

Her powerful swing of the spear was easily blocked by the Butcher's raised forelimbs. The spear collided with the fine blue scales, sparking brilliant fireworks.

The Butcher began to exert his strength, and Gladys felt as if a Fool's Ship was pressing down on her long spear. She was powerless to resist and was crushed to death on the floor, her body even staggering.

"How is this possible... When did Haisi evolve into a monster like you?"

Goredia's face was as ugly as could be.

For gregarious creatures like the Sea Siren, the appearance of even one such individual in their population means that the entire Sea Siren population can easily catch up.

Countless slayers swam densely in the ocean.

Just imagining that scene sent chills down Goredia's spine.

"You must be killed; you cannot be allowed to continue feeding the sea's offspring!"

Goredia abandoned the attempt to withdraw her weapon, instead unleashing a powerful kick with her long, slender legs, stabbing the Butcher with her sharp high heels.

“An irrational counterattack, Goredia.”

The Butcher easily dodged, then twisted its body and struck Goredia with its tail.

Unable to resist, Goredia grunted and flew backward, smashing through the corridor wall.

The Butcher jogged after him, peered into the cave, and exclaimed in surprise:

“Escaped…”

"Without a doubt, she is a typical Agorian: powerful and arrogant."

Amaya strolled leisurely down the corridor and commented, "However, she also possesses the keenness of a warrior. During the brief exchange, she has already gathered intelligence on you, and she will now join forces with her companions to launch a siege against you."

"A meaningless battle."

The Butcher was clearly uninterested in this kind of confrontation. It calmly said, "Gredia, refuse to return to the main group."

Amaya gazed at the Butcher.

Her face was elegant and calm, but her eyes held the most turbulent emotions in the world.

During this time, the Butcher continued to feed on the other sea creatures that had come from the depths of the ocean, and the speed of evolution it gained from feeding astonished even Amaya.

She didn't know what was happening in the depths of the ocean, but the changes made her feel that the future she had predicted was becoming a reality.

"The great horde will undergo true evolution, while ignorant and foolish humans remain imprisoned without realizing it. When they look up at the stars, they never think about what lies beyond them."

Amaya walked to the side of the Slayer and stroked its scales with rapt attention: "Messenger of the sea, you represent the will of the great horde. You will become the leader who leads all your people to break through the boundaries and embrace the stars."

“A large group doesn’t need a leader,” the Butcher retorted succinctly.

Amaya was not surprised. She looked at the Butcher as if she were looking at her beloved lover.

“Messengers of the sea, I know you await the return of the newborn, Isamara,” Amaya said softly.

“Isamara will bring back the answer.” The Butcher walked slowly toward the location of another kin he sensed. “The Legion needs the answer. If Isamara cannot bring back the answer, the Legion will no longer recognize His identity. Isamara is also a member of the Legion.”

"So it turns out that one's initial identity can also be changed."

Amaya learned some more information about Hai Si, and a joyful sense of satisfaction appeared on her face.

Soon, she said expectantly, "I look forward to the day when you agree to devour me, when my will will become part of the will of the multitude, and I will meet the answer together with the multitude."

"No, I don't need to eat right now."

"Hmm, I'm not in a hurry. I can wait. I'm willing to wait for you to change your mind."

Amaya followed closely behind the Butcher, trying her best to suppress the slight trembling in her voice caused by excitement.

At the same time, Specter, who was following Dario and the others, suddenly smelled a familiar scent.

A glimmer of clarity appeared in her somewhat hazy eyes.

"Amaya..."

A name was softly uttered from her lips.

Dario, on high alert, immediately noticed the Specter's unusual behavior and approached to ask:

"Miss Laurentina, what did you just say?"

"The ocean brings back the familiar scent of an old friend; I want to go find her."

Ghost Shark's lips curled into a smile that perfectly combined bloodlust and elegance.