Ark, they don't revolve around you

With such a sound, the torrent crushed Christen.

She took her last breath, and until her death she kept looking up, looking at Zhuang Ning with angry eyes.

But Zhuang Ning just felt it was meaningless.

After losing the dream, I committed suicide...

What can I say to such a person? Perhaps death is already a kind of happiness.

It didn't take too much time to communicate with Christen. Following Christen were countless strangely shaped power armors.

This is the military's masterpiece. It may not be as good as the Emperor's Blade or the Steam Knight in war, but it is better in terms of large numbers and endless relentlessness.

"No one is inside." Zhuang Ning laughed: "Has the technology made another breakthrough?"

Unmanned power armor closely connects the operator's will with the transmitter.

This device will not stop unless the core is crushed, and at this moment, they obeyed the order and lit up all kinds of weapons!

The moment the trigger was pulled, a blanket of energy beams swept over.

The target is Zhuang Ning.

Just a human being.

He was engulfed by the roar and the dust, and at this moment, he had no idea what was going on.

"Just want to delay time?" Zhuang Ning sighed, "Why is it necessary..."

"Or do you have any other tricks up your sleeve to deal with me?"

He grinned and took a step forward.

The blood dripping from the five fingers turned into scarlet sharp blades, whistling in the burning wind.

"never mind……"

"Come on, let's see how long you can struggle!"

In Tremont, the operations center, a crazy scene was reflected on the screen.

The sea of ​​blood was rolling, surging in all directions with the Demon King as the center. If one was stained by it even a little, the power armor would be scrapped instantly.

These unmanned powered armors are undoubtedly the hard work of Columbia, but they can't even delay time.

"Mr President!"

"Go ahead and use whatever means you have."

The president remained calm and unconcerned. "What we need to do is to delay time, even if it means buying a second. Once the unmanned power armor is used up, we can send out the troops."

"Yes!" Despite the bitterness in his heart, the general saluted.

"None of this makes sense." Kal'tsit said quietly.

"No meaning? How could that be? Even one extra second is a meaningful sacrifice." The president said calmly.

As an AI, he cannot empathize, and human life is just a number.

Although the efficiency will be lower, there is no other way.

Kal'tsit frowned and suddenly said, "Go find him."

"what?"

"Confess to the doctor..." Kal'tsit bit her lip, "This may be the best way to delay time."

"Who will go?"

"you and me."

The president was silent, as if he was calculating. After a moment, he nodded gently: "If he can accept it."

wilderness.

Zhuang Ning stopped and looked around at the power armor that was no longer in motion.

Instead, he saw the wind and sand rising, and two figures slowly emerged from the sand.

When he saw the green figure, Zhuang Ning was stunned for a moment.

It was like he was a little surprised, but not that surprised. In the end, there was only a faint smile on his face: "Kal'tsit?"

"You once again chose to stand against me and chose... to be my enemy?"

He is smiling.

But there seemed to be waves of cold murderous aura emanating from that smile.

Kal'tsit was indifferent, but fragments continued to emerge from her back and condensed into a tall monster.

The monster was roaring and screaming, looking extremely ferocious, but anyone could see that it was a weak being.

"mon3tr." Zhuang Ning sneered, "Does he dare to attack me?"

"Come back, mon3tr." Kal'tsit ordered.

But the monster did not listen to Kal'tsit's words and continued to roar, alert to the enemy.

"obedient."

Zhuang Ning raised his hand, and an inexplicable slash followed, smashing the monster's head. "Don't pretend to be a hero until she calls you out."

More dense and invisible slashes descended upon mon3tr's body.

The bombardment of tens of thousands of times per second makes people think of torture.

Zhuang Ning stopped attacking until the monster could no longer reassemble. "Sure enough, it's too dangerous to carry a monster with you. We should still surrender when we meet."

mon3tr was still wailing, unwilling to let his master move forward.

But he had been blown into pieces and could only utter inarticulate roars.

Kal'tsit's back seems even lonelier. Both mon3tr and she are immortal, and it will be regenerated given some time.

"Before that...don't move."

Putting mon3tr back into her spine, Kal'tsit took a deep breath.

This woman who had lived for a long time showed rare nervousness and entanglement, but she did not stop in the end and came to Zhuang Ning with the president.

Eyes facing each other.

In a trance, they became enemies.

The president got off Kelsey first and bowed to show his respect: "Respected Mr. Zhuang Ning."

"Your behavior just now showed no respect at all." Zhuang Ning glanced at the power armor on the ground that was scrapped under the impact of the sea of ​​blood.

"That's because we are enemies." The president said, "I have to stop you."

"Do you know what I'm going to do?" Zhuang Ning hinted at something else.

"Your second trial... can be guessed as long as you know your background and mission."

The president's voice returned to its mechanical coldness. "Doctor, according to the information I collected, your memory is missing, right?"

"..."

As if taking silence as acquiescence, the president raised his voice a notch: "So you don't know your situation."

"You want to seduce me with words?"

"I want to delay time... If possible, I don't want to face you in person. The risk is too great."

The president paused, "But the use of force has little effect. This is a helpless move."

He smiled: "After all, you wouldn't refuse such a delaying move, right?"

Zhuang Ning was stunned.

the truth.

Are these riddle-tellers finally willing to reveal those past events that he feels conflicted about and are hidden in the fog?

He wanted to laugh, but his expression became calmer: "Then tell me what you call the truth?"

"Until then, please let us go together."

The president said again, his tone full of humility, "Go meet your fellow man... the preserver, Trevor Friston."

……

……

"A long time ago, when civilization was at its peak."

"Due to an accident, humans were forced to fall into this land. After various efforts, they finally have the power to return to the starry sea."

“Everyone at that time firmly believed that they would soon be able to break free from Terra’s shackles and find the coordinates of their hometown.”

The president did not directly tell why he was hostile, but instead told a story.

A story that Zhuang Ning had witnessed from his memory when he was 18 years old.

The human colony fleet came to Terra and was trapped here accidentally. After many efforts, they finally restored the technology and also researched a substance called Originium.

The power of Originium lies not only in its huge energy, but also in its ability to expand territory in the subspace.

"If you can stabilize the subspace, you can naturally travel freely in it."

"All human beings dream of finding their home planet with the help of this great power."

"You are one of them, Doctor," the President said quietly.

"..."

"At that time, the first ship capable of interstellar travel in the Warp after repair... was called Rhodes Island."

"That was your and Precious's ship. You used a story about the Knights Templar, hoping that this ship could carry out the mission of saving people."

"And everyone believes that Rhodes Island is the ark that will lead to tomorrow."

The president's tone was full of emotion, as if he was reminiscing.

Anyone who has experienced that era may have similar regrets.

“But Rhode Island did not set off.”

"Yes..." the president said calmly, "The warp has been opened up for too long... When everyone was sleeping in peace, they forgot that the warp was a dark forest."

"There are civilizations fighting against each other in the subspace, and humans have unconsciously attracted the attention of observers."

"Observer?"

"That is a civilization far superior to Terra." The president said quietly, "When they observe a civilization reaching a certain state, they will destroy it."

"This plot... is so old-fashioned." Zhuang Ning shrugged.

"Perhaps. In short, humans realized that the power of the Observers in utilizing the Warp was far greater than their own, and that destruction might be coming, so they started a lot of self-rescue work."

"This includes the preserver, the beast master, and the origin stone's... ascension."

The president turned his head and said, "You were still researching the purification device called Haisi at that time, but your research was not completed and you were forcibly assigned to the Originium Project."

"Now that you have obtained the Demon King's crown and the original Originium, even if your memory has not yet awakened, you should be able to guess the nature of this plan, right?"

The president closed his eyes. "After all, this plan was proposed by you... Doctor."

"..."

The president stopped talking, and Kal'tsit, who had remained silent due to Priss's gag order, opened her mouth.

She said calmly, "The great race of Yith."

"The shadow beyond time." Zhuang Ning also said so.

He wasn't bitter, but he still felt a little bit...desperate.

The so-called great race of Yith comes from the Cthulhu mythology.

Before, before he traveled through time, Zhuang Ning knew something about this. After all, he was a famous craftsman, so even if he was just following the trend, he would know a little about it.

The great race of Yis came from the shadow beyond time.

In that story, the great race of Is was a highly civilized group, able to even exchange consciousness with certain individuals in the future across time.

With this ability, the great race of Yith determined a lot.