Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Dario hesitated for a moment, then tried to dissuade him:

"According to the blueprints provided by Jody, we are already close to the Golden Hall, the central part of the Fool. It would be better not to separate yet."

"...Okay, I'm willing to follow your instructions."

Dario breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this girl's mental state was clearly less stable than Goredia's, she was much better at listening to advice than Goredia.

"Everyone stay vigilant. Although we haven't encountered any danger along the way, no one knows what's inside the Golden Hall."

Dario gave the others a warning, his gaze fixed on the tightly closed door ahead.

He slowly stepped forward and reached out to push open the towering, gold-plated gate.

Chapter 1058 For Holy Terra, Loyalty!

Golden light shone on Dario and the others' faces.

A silent, magnificent aura suffocated the senses.

Everyone was awestruck by the magnificent hall, which defied description.

The next second, everyone's gaze involuntarily fell on the gauze curtains on the golden staircase in the center of the hall.

Two figures were reflected on the gauze curtain.

One stood to the side of the throne, while the other sat firmly on it.

"My people, welcome to Holy Terra! For the Emperor, we pledge our loyalty!"

Qi Yan's voice, feigning authority, descended.

Dario and the others: "..."

What kind of crazy thing is this now?

Dario and the others exchanged bewildered glances, none of them able to follow Qi Yan's train of thought, but upon seeing Qi Yan, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better to act crazy in front of them than to disappear without a trace, secretly cause trouble behind their backs, and then surprise everyone.

Without Dario even needing to give the musketeers a signal, the Sarkaz's first reaction after regaining their senses was to line up and move forward.

The dozen or so cavalrymen participating in the operation raised their revolver muskets and shouted in unison:

Qi Yan sat on his newly acquired golden throne and waved to the shapeshifters.

The shapeshifter immediately stepped out of the gauze curtain and raised his arms, shouting to the crowd below:

"Our sacred Terra is now facing an unprecedented crisis, and it is time for you to offer your loyalty!"

Remember, loyalty doesn't need a reward; loyalty itself is the reward!

The musketeers immediately began firing at the ceiling in coordination.

The Terra constellation ceiling, constructed of gold, was instantly riddled with holes, and numerous fragments flew everywhere like meteors.

Dario gasped in distress.

These are all Iberian artifacts!

He hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Your Excellency, Transformer, what exactly do you want to say? Please speak plainly."

The shapeshifter pointed to its feet and said seriously:

"The demons are gathering beneath our feet, and Sargon is in danger of destruction. For the sake of the Emperor, we must do everything in our power to win the loyalty of the demons!"

Dario: "...Lord Qi Yan caused damage to the ship's lower deck? Yes, we must repair it as soon as possible."

"And the ceiling!" Qi Yan roared from the golden throne. "Who gave you permission to fire? You've destroyed my Wanxing Garden. You have two hours to fix it, or I'll condemn you as heretics!"

Every single one of them, I'll throw them all to the Tower of Titans and make them angels!

The cavalrymen looked at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't understand.

But they understood.

They know exactly what it means to fix the damage they caused!

"I remember there were emergency repair materials on the amphibious warships we brought over."

"I also carry a hammer with me."

Why do you carry a hammer with you all the time?

"As a Sarkaz, it's perfectly reasonable for me to carry a hammer with me!"

The once magnificent Golden Hall quickly turned into a chaotic and noisy marketplace as crowds poured in.

Ghost Shark stood in the crowd, intending to say something to Qi Yan before leaving the group to search for Amaya's aura.

As it turned out, Qi Yan beat him to it and waved to the shapeshifters outside the gauze curtain.

The shapeshifter immediately jogged over, listened to Qi Yan whisper for a moment, then ran into the hall, picked up a broken mirror, and presented it to Ghost Shark.

"Qi Yan... oh no, the Emperor said you should look in the mirror more often," the shapeshifter said earnestly.

“I don’t understand.” Ghost Shark frowned, looking at the mirror that looked as if it had been punched.

The shapeshifter waved his hand: "It's okay if you don't understand. Just listen to me, find a secluded corner and complete the task quietly."

"……All right."

Ghost Shark reluctantly picked up the mirror and walked to the edge of the Golden Hall to silently examine his reflection.

Just as she was admiring her own beauty with some boredom, a pair of curious eyes peeked out from behind her.

Ghost Shark turned around and smiled: "Little bird, what are you doing?"

"Hmm, I'm just a little curious about the deeper meaning behind the task Qi Yan gave you," Elena said, scratching her head. "Could it be that this mirror has something special about it?"

Ghost Shark shook his head: "Unfortunately, it was originally just an ordinary mirror."

While Elene was confused, Specter Zero Frames immediately pulled her into his arms.

"Oh! You...you...what are you going to do?" Alini was so frightened that she stammered.

"It was just an ordinary bird, but now it has the privilege of reflecting my beauty and your loveliness, little bird."

Ghost Shark lifted Elene's chin, revealing a domineering smile: "The others are busy with repairs, why don't you stay and keep me company?"

"But……"

Before Elena could speak, she felt a slight pain on her head as a feather fell into Ghost Shark's fingertip.

Qi Yan on the Golden Throne: ?

Greta, who rushed into the Golden Hall: ? ? ?

"Damn invaders, you're not even in Colombia, where are you?"

Alfonso angrily kicked open the door in front of him.

He knew his ship so well he could walk around it with his eyes closed. After the intruders made a commotion, his first mate immediately went to check. The only way the intruders could escape was through the Columbia.

"Damn it, those cunning invaders, they must have secretly gone back!"

The instant Alfonso reacted, a barrage of gunfire erupted from the direction of the Golden Hall.

Alfonso's expression completely changed: "Damn it, what have you done to my Iberia!"

Garcia was secretly heartbroken over the door that had been kicked open, and he was clearly shocked when he heard the gunshot.

But soon, it noticed another anomaly.

"Gah...ha!"

It growled warily from its throat, arched its back towards the corridor behind Alfonso, and tensed all its muscles.

Alfonso turned around and saw the Butcher slowly emerging from the shadows, his anger intensifying.

“Damn monster, I’ve been hunting you for months, and you’ve always managed to escape.” He raised his scimitar. “I never expected you would dare to come looking for me.”

What? You want revenge for those of your kind who died by my blade?

“Fellow countrymen, return to the great group,” the Butcher advised. “Some of our fellow countrymen are seeking new answers. The great group needs to be integrated. Great group, prepare for the new answers.”

Alfonso and Garcia were both stunned.

They were all surprised that this sea creature had learned to speak after only a few days, and that it spoke so fluently.

Garcia growled menacingly and crawled forward a few steps, but then sensed something and began to retreat in fear.

“My first mate, don’t be afraid. It’s just a piece of marine debris that imitates humans,” Alfonso reassured him.

Garcia almost panicked and revealed that he could also speak.

It kept nuzzling Alfonso with its body, trying to persuade him to run away.

Through the bloodline connection between the Sealings, it could sense that the Sealing before it had undergone a tremendous transformation and was definitely not someone that Alfonso could confront head-on.

(I have to show you guys, I, Lao Yan, won the battle in eleven draws!)

Chapter 1059 Alfonso's Crisis Contract: The Hit-and-Run Operation

The anger ignited by the intruders burned fiercely within Alfonso.

He sensed Garcia's anxiety, but was not about to back down.

Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his knife and charged forward.

The opportunity to fight is fleeting.

He flew past Garcia, his body barely grazing his scalp.

The wall collapsed, leaving Alfonso with only his legs hanging through the hole in the wall, his body buried by the collapsed structure.

Garcia: "..."

As the footsteps drew closer, Garcia, disregarding his shock, fiercely assumed a fighting stance against the Butcher.

"Fellow countrymen, predation, has gone on for far too long."

The Butcher's flipper-like tail swished incessantly, urging, "Return to the flock, my brethren, we need to unite."

Garcia unconsciously took a few steps back.

Its transformation into a marine species had reached an irreversible point, and upon hearing the call of the Slaughterer, it actually felt an urge to plunge into the sea.

It has experienced this scene many times before.

As the disaster came to an end, the Fool drifted alone in the depths of the ocean, and the once bustling ship gradually transformed into its current desolate state.

Some were swallowed by despair and secretly jumped into the sea under the cover of night, heeding the call of the ocean. Some, knowing that there was no hope for the future, begged Alfonso to execute them as humans. Others, without even realizing it, had already become sea creatures.

Now, the call from the ocean resounds in Garcia's heart.

"Roar...No...Get out!"

It growled and uttered indistinct syllables.

The Butcher moved forward without hesitation, slowly raising its forepaws as it approached Garcia.

"Stay away from my lover."

An unprecedented rage descended upon the Slaughterer.

Alfonso struggled out of the wall, ignoring the bloody wound on his chest and the bulging muscles and veins on his arm, and slashed the Butcher's forelimb with a vicious blow.

The butcher's arm trembled, and he felt a tingling shiver.

"Garcia, let's go!"

Alfonso landed a successful blow, but also fully realized the difference in strength between the two sides.

He dared not act rashly again, so he shoved Garcia's shoulder to let him go first, while he stood guard behind Garcia, vigilantly watching for the Butcher's attack.

The Butcher watched the two leave silently, without pressing his advantage.

Alfonso and Garcia breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and without bothering to ponder the meaning behind the Butcher's actions, they burst into full speed and fled down the corridor.