Ark, they don't revolve around you

"He is a tyrant who regards the heart of one person as the heart of thousands of people!"

"I'm not weak, I'm strong, so I shouldn't feel sorry for myself, right?!"

"Yes, I indulged myself. I let the meteorites fall. In the death of countless lives, I could feel the overwhelming pain!"

"I felt the truth from those pains!"

Theresa was stunned.

Zhuang Ning was happy both physically and mentally.

Get rid of the shackles, liberate yourself, and be completely liberated through this attack by the Pardoner!

"I have done good deeds in my life, but I hate murder and arson the most.

Suddenly the golden rope was opened and the jade lock was torn off.

Kazdel's message has arrived. Today I know who I am. "

Zhuang Ning recited his own nonsense article casually, buried Theresa in his arms, felt the queen trembling, and felt more and more pity for her.

Overwhelmed with emotions, Theresa burst into tears.

Thousands of deaths.

Countless condolences.

There will be even more terrible tragedies in the future.

If Arturo came over, he would probably be able to glimpse the shadow of the monster that Zhuang Ning wanted to awaken.

"It's not over yet? The disaster only destroyed one city block."

"Theresa, you should act quickly. You will definitely be criticized at this time, but isn't your best skill to use your eloquence to make people blame others?"

Zhuang Ning left Theresa behind and slowly stood up.

Once again, he saw a massive and even more terrifying rain of Originium overhead, which would destroy this new city.

Zhuang Ning lowered his eyes and jumped off the balcony, his cloak fluttering in the wind.

Theresa reached out to grab him, but couldn't. The wind was blowing and she looked desperate.

……

……

The shapeshifter felt that everything was going too smoothly.

According to the original plan, when the first wave of Originium rain arrived, the Royal Court Army should rush up and take back the tower.

But I don’t know if it’s because the dead soul is too good, and even when a block fell, no one came to stop him.

But that was enough. The shapeshifter pressed the final button.

The alarm sounded wildly, echoing in everyone's ears.

The shapeshifter looked at the disaster, which was even larger in scale than the previous one, with great interest, his lips slightly raised and his eyes filled with anticipation.

How many people can survive such a brutal natural disaster?

Shapeshifters aren't the only ones who think this way.

Everyone was terrified, perhaps not knowing what had happened, but in their confusion they could still see the huge black color covering the sky.

It was a strange source stone that was artificially demarcated and was not natural.

The shapeshifters became familiar with the Originium through constant operation and then incorporated their own abilities into it.

The huge gun was enough to destroy the city. The Transformers did not choose to wait in the Shard, but went to the square to welcome them with tens of thousands of people.

The square was in ruins, with countless cries of mourning and curses, and bloody remains of flesh and blood beneath the broken walls.

Despair fell from the sky.

At this last moment, the man walked out slowly, stepped on the ruins step by step, and climbed to the highest point.

The coat darker than the night fluttered, all the blood boiled with his arrival, and the face covered by the mask was slightly raised, looking at the night sky.

The shapeshifter was slightly surprised at this person's identity.

Doctor? How did he get here and even climb to the top?

The Shapeshifter saw the spiral tower made of rubble and slowly raised his sword, as if he wanted to use his mere body to resist the Originium in the sky.

——He really wanted to stop it.

Zhuang Ning closed his eyes slightly, and the memories from the time he woke up to the present flowed through his mind, and those forgotten memories also broke free from the shackles.

He thought of the evil spirit of the so-called Tower of Babel, of the passion he still had but the betrayals he encountered time and time again, and of the helplessness he felt, the loneliness, powerlessness, and solitude.

Which philosopher said this? All anger is anger at one's own powerlessness.

So, Zhuang Ning asked himself, are you angry now?

Then, Zhuang Ning heard himself sneer and said, "You are not angry. Anger is the weapon of the weak."

You are already strong.

So powerful that he didn't even care about the Originium that cut through the night sky.

So powerful that it can allow so many people to be broken up and killed.

It was so strong that the evil thoughts of the evil spirits were gradually disintegrated, and instead a kind of obsession arose.

Fire fell from the sky, and God was furious, wanting to eradicate the mere Zhuang Ning.

Under the magnificent statue, Arturo held her head high. She had known about the attack and therefore hid in the safest corner.

In the ruined upper city, Archangel Nero raised his head unconsciously.

She was surrounded by countless people who had lost their homes, and felt like she was in a pack of wolves. If she didn't have a gun in her hand, she would have been eaten.

On the palace balcony, Theresa was suffocated by grief, but she still pulled herself together because of her duty and tried her best to comfort the people.

At this moment, a light flickered in the ruins covered with rubble.

——From Zhuang Ning’s sword!

At that moment, he was the person closest to the sky.

At that moment, he was like the emperor of the world, looking down upon all those who admired him.

All the carelessness was condensed into that insignificant flash, and he waved it indifferently.

Collide with Originium at the closest distance!

The sky seemed to be on fire, the huge Originium Spear disintegrated, and the flames ignited the entire sky!

The natural disaster collapsed!

Arturo was also surprised, and couldn't help but pretend to play the violin and play a cheerful tune.

The Archangel fell to the ground as if suffocating, unable to believe it.

She didn't understand why that villain was so powerful that he could even split the natural disaster? !

Theresa's whisper was drowned out by the loud noise, and tears streamed down her face.

The silence lasted only a moment, and the next moment, an even sharper noise broke out, as if praising the arrival of the savior!

The Sarkaz were stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, they realized that they were saved.

Who would have thought that at this most desperate moment, someone would come to rescue them?

Countless people shouted that person's name loudly.

They were yelling “Doc!”

The farce prepared by the pardoner ended up becoming Zhuang Ning's coronation ceremony.

But Zhuang Ning was still very indifferent, with his eyelids closed and a smile on his lips, as if he was enjoying himself.

He murmured: "Today I know who I am."

ps: Sorry, everyone. I should have written more, but I came back too late today, so I delayed the update until this time, and the number of words is not particularly large.

The plot's transition period is over and it's about to reach its climax, but more things have happened recently.

This was supposed to be a small climax, but it turned out to be written like this.

Oh, I hope things get better later.

Chapter 20: Are they all traitors?

When the shapeshifter walked underground, he realized that it was a vast space.

The area was surrounded by darkness with no light in sight, as if it were the eternal universe.

Deep inside, the Absolver wore a skull-like mask and was covered in tattered robes.

After a moment, a huge shadow floated over. It was a dead soul.

It was only then that the Pardoner spoke: "The Blood Demon Court and the Scavenger Court are no longer there."

"Is it gone?" The dead soul was slightly startled, but his mood was not fake.

As early as two years ago, the Banshees announced that they would sound the death knell for the royal court, and those lunatics did it. The royal court of Kazdel fell apart, the Blood Demon Lord was exiled to the turbulent space-time, and the Scavenger King died.

The remaining members of the royal court chose to hide and not come out to see people, but they still could not escape the fate of reckoning. The voice of the pardoner was filled with suppressed anger.

The shapeshifter raised an eyebrow, "So, you want to give up your plan?"

"I have no choice. The hateful doctor has taken off his disguise." Quesatusta said coldly, "What I mean is that we have to speed up the action."

"Are you really going to do it? The king's court is gone, and the conditions are not met yet, right?"

The Shapeshifter is well aware of the Pardoner's desires, and this monarch who intends to steal the crown forever must have already sharpened his fangs and is ready to make a move.

However, stealing the crown requires the royal court's covenant, and to break the covenant, one can only rely on the royal court's bloodline.

Where does the Sarkaz royal court come from in the dilapidated eyes of the royal court now?

"I have my own way."

"Where is Amiya? The young demon king, have you found where she is?" the shapeshifter asked again.

There was a deep laugh echoing in the darkness.

The voice came from behind the Absolver, like a hollow dead branch. Salus walked out slowly: "I have found it for the leader."

"Salus? You are not dead." The dead soul was surprised.

Theresa's cleanup of the Pardoners was quite thorough, so it was surprising that Salus survived.

"From your tone, it seems like you really want me to die?"

"How is that possible? Your survival is also a help." The dead soul sneered.

Kwisatusta spoke again: "It is indeed unexpected that Salus survived the siege, but she gave us hope - she knows where the demon king is."

The shapeshifter raised an eyebrow, "What a coincidence?"

He didn't hide his suspicion: "How do you know where Amiya is?"

Salus was dismissive, but the Absolver ordered sharply, "Speak, otherwise our allies will surely not be convinced."

Facing Quisatusta, Salus appeared much more modest and cautious:

"I once stole the power of that demon king. As long as she is within a certain distance, she is as bright as a star to me."

The shapeshifter nodded without asking further questions, but the dead soul sensed something and his eyes flickered in an unusually strange way.

There seems to be something wrong with this pardoner. How can I feel that she has the same identity as me?

Could it be that she is also a traitor?

The dead soul's wild thoughts did not last long. The Absolution Master said quietly, "We have exposed our identities. With the Doctor's ability, he will surely suppress us with all his strength."

"That's why you suggested taking action as soon as possible." The image of Zhuang Ning who chopped off the boulder appeared in the shapeshifter's mind again.

Yes, we should take action, otherwise we will only face the fate of being cleared out.

"Even if you know where the crown is, how can you sneak in?"

The Pardoner was silent.