Ark, they don't revolve around you

"Warfarin, you accuse me of betrayal, but this blood is the answer."

His words seemed incomprehensible, like the whispers of a madman.

But Warfarin understood.

Because the blood rushed into her body, seeping through her skin and into her blood vessels, the black hem of her skirt turned scarlet, like a flower on the other side of the river.

"Didn't you say you wanted my blood? Take it all."

"My memories are in my blood. You can see for yourself."

"This way you will know that I have never betrayed you. I want to give Amiya, you - everyone true relief!"

Warfarin was convulsing.

Yes, she had been joking, but she was also genuinely drooling over the Doctor's blood.

This is the instinct of the blood demon, and Huafalin intends to fight against it throughout his life.

But...but, isn't this too unreasonable? ! !

Huafalin seemed to be under tremendous pressure. Her shoulders trembled and she finally leaned against the pillar, feeling extremely painful. She wanted to resist or at least seek help from others.

However, when she looked up, she only saw pairs of cold eyes in the hall.

Huafalin resisted the fusion of blood and shouted: "No, Doctor!"

"Why not? Here is the answer you want."

"You, you are crazy, Shining, stop him quickly, ahem, and, and His Highness, His Highness——"

Shining turned his face away, not listening to Huafalin's wailing, with waves of sadness in his eyes.

But Theresa was kind after all, and chose to respond. She walked down the hall gently, put her hand on Warfarin's head, and smiled: "Don't resist, Warfarin."

Huafalin never expected that this person would say such a thing.

"You have also been deceived by the doctor, Your Highness..."

Huafalin's voice gradually became lower and lower, and she helplessly let the blood consume her.

Soon she saw her memories, seeing a person alone on the deck, and she seemed to hear someone calling her name behind her, but in the end she could only see dusk.

That's loneliness.

That's anger.

I don't understand.

I don't understand why everyone is leaving.

Huafalin was stunned. This was something she had never thought of before.

The doctor acted so strong that she really thought Zhuang Ning didn't mind.

But it turns out that in this person's mind, everyone, including himself, is so ungrateful?

Memories of the doctor came back little by little.

The seemingly beautiful memories were tainted by this blood. Every cell in Huafalin's body and toes was controlled by the blood demon's genes.

Zhuang Ning was not wrong, this bloodline did give Hua Falin the answer. He never betrayed, he just followed his heart.

Huafalin felt waves of suffocating pain, followed by regret, remorse, and huge pain surging like a tide.

She gradually gave up resistance and let her blood consume her. During this time, her mind was infected, as if her soul was infected by the sea of ​​blood.

A long, long time passed, until the blood tide finally subsided and returned to Zhuang Ning's body. Huafalin no longer looked desperate, and there was an abnormal color in her eyes.

This is not about being controlled.

Instead, he was assimilated and infected, and began to agree with Zhuang Ning's ideas.

"Now, do you still question my choice?" Zhuang Ning said coldly.

Huafalin lowered her head and began to cry: "I, I——"

"Answer me." Zhuang Ning grabbed her hair: "Crying? Crying also counts as time."

"Warfarin, my descendant, my blood relative, just answer me, are you still doubting me?"

"——No." Huafalin had a sad face.

When she heard the words "descendants" and "blood relatives", she knew that she was branded.

But the strange thing is that she doesn't feel sad now.

Instead, I feel fortunate.

Be thankful that this person still chose you instead of treating you like trash and throwing you away.

"I will listen to you." She burst into tears. "I can do anything."

"Very good, Huafalin, but you don't need to go to the battlefield, just wait."

Zhuang Ning seemed very satisfied with this transformation and smiled sincerely.

He stood up, his eyes cold.

"Since no one objects, we should go and give the Absolver a little Kazdel shock."

……

……

In the center of the pitch-black Originium altar was placed an Originium that looked inconspicuous at first glance, as fragile as the other Originiums, and filled with strange light.

But that's just an illusion.

Most people, once they take a closer look, will be unable to look away. They will naturally be mesmerized by its grandeur and beauty, and will develop a desire to possess it.

Thousands of years ago, when the first Tikaz, who did not yet have a human form, came into contact with this great creation, he was deeply attracted by it and madly wanted to take it for himself.

Gradually, his body merged with the source stone.

He glimpsed the power from this source stone, the power that could command life.

So that Tikaz became the Demon King and generously shared his power with the royal court.

This is the original Originium, and after civilization disappeared, it still remained on the earth.

One hand embraced the source stone.

The absolutioner hugged her, took off her mask, and kissed her with a pious look in his eyes.

He looked at Amiya, who also looked at him coldly and said coldly: "You are still obsessed with the throne."

"Amiya, young demon king, the ruler of a foreign race, you are not afraid."

"Why should I be afraid that the Doctor will defeat you?!"

"You still trust that person so much, but this trust is meaningless." The Pardoner shook his head.

Amiya turned pale.

The memory of the Sarkaz is passed down from generation to generation, penetrating into everyone's blood through the continuation of civilization.

So Amiya guessed the purpose of the pardoner's preparation of the ceremony with just one glance.

It's not just about plundering the crown.

By borrowing the original source stone, he wants to elevate his soul to eternity forever, without any constraints!

He wants to surpass all the abilities of the demon kings of all generations and become the most powerful monarch in the world.

He wants to surpass all the wisdom of the demon kings of all generations, and not be disturbed by the sins of the Sarkaz, so as to preserve his self intact.

Quisatusta, every generation of the head of the Pardoner family is used to this name, which means eternal hope. Now, Quisatusta is only one step away from hope!

Starting today, the Absolver will forgive all the sins of the Sarkaz.

All Sarkaz will pledge their loyalty to the White-Horned Demon King, and as the Demon King, Quesatusta will gain true freedom!

He performed a strange dance with bizarre movements, like a language.

Along with that action, the space changed strangely, and the light fell like a curtain, revealing the shadow of history.

Amiya raised her eyes unconsciously.

She saw in the royal court, twelve Tikaz raised their weapons high, supporting the Demon King in the center, and among them was the Pardoner.

The alliance of royal courts began from then on, and the many royal courts no longer attacked each other.

"The covenant of the royal court is a gift and a curse, but the covenant can also be violated."

The Pardoner swung his sword, and a stream of light dissipated from the sword and fell into Amiya's body.

She clearly felt the power of the Covenant crumble.

From this moment on, many undead spirits in the royal court no longer recognized Amiya's identity as the Demon King. The rings worn on her ten fingers to restrain her power shattered and turned into dust and residue.

Without the restraint of the undead, Amiya's complexion looked visibly better.

But the ceremony was not over yet, the source stone in her body continued to precipitate, condense, and finally gathered into the shape of a crown.

The Eternal Black Crown quietly floated in the air under the light, and the Absolver shed his own blood again, landing on the original source stone.

All this is familiar.

He has waited for this moment for too long, and soon, he will become a true transcendent.

"Shaper."

A shadow stepped forward: "I, in the name of the Shapeshifter, recognize Quesatusta as the eternal monarch."

The shapeshifters were also participants in the covenant and allowed the Demon King to transgress.

"Dead souls."

The dead soul floated, its eyes moving slightly. It should emit a pulse that could permeate the entire Kazdel, awakening every Tikaz through their blood and making them feel the birth of the Demon King.

However, the dead souls did not move.

The plan was stuck at the last step. Quesatusta's face was gloomy, and he suppressed his anger: "Dead soul!"

The dead soul shook his head, allowing Quesatusta to raise his head where he guided.

He saw a few meteors sliding across the night sky, and then they fell to the ground, creating a big hole.

The smoke dissipated, revealing a few thin shadows, only three people, and no one knew how they dropped from the sky.

Kwisatusta's face was gloomy, and he looked slowly: "The Shining."

Shining held a sword that looked like a dead branch in his arms, and no color could be seen around his eyes.

"Your Highness, no, Your Majesty - now, you are the king in name only." The pardoner bowed, acting as humble and reasonable as before, "Please come in person."

Theresa looked a little embarrassed, but she was also smiling. Like Shining, she didn't say anything. When she was silent, she was like an angel.

The Pardoner finally looked at Zhuang Ning: "And, Doctor."

He laughed and praised loudly: "You finally found me. I have been waiting for you."

Zhuang Ning raised his eyebrows: "You know I will come to you."

"You are that kind of person, a haunting ghost that can't be shaken off." The Pardoner said softly, "But you shouldn't have brought only so few people with you."

"There's not enough time, so we can only make do with a faster method." Zhuang Ning coughed.

Considering that they descended from the sky, this method might not be very decent. Quesatusta even suspected that they jumped directly from a high-altitude aircraft.

This also indirectly proves that these people are indeed anxious.

So the advantage is still on my side, the Pardoner thought calmly.

"Pardoner, Kuisatusta, you are arrested on suspicion of committing a crime!" Zhuang Ning said righteously.

"You still like to play those tricks, but our time is precious to each other."

Kwisatusta gestured, signaling the dead souls and shapeshifters to continue.

Salus, who had been silent until now, took over the role of the Pardoner and waved his hands, meticulously stripping the crown from Amiya's body.

Her movements were very careful, and her fingers were much thinner than those of Quesatusta, as if she was afraid that Amiya would be hurt.

The light curtain dropped, and Quesatusta drew his sword. The dusk in the sword, like a dead branch, continued to extend until it stained the night of Kazdel.

Zhuang Ning also made a gesture, indicating that the two should leave.