Ark, the doctor is going back to the harbor.

As a maid from a previous civilization, and a maid who is suspected to have the important task of rebuilding human civilization, Kal'tsit... Let's not talk about whether she can possess amazing wisdom, her strength should at least not be that weak. Now she is only at the level of fighting back and forth with the Ursus Internal Guards.

AMA-10 shouldn't be that weak.

She should be able to defeat most of the beings on this land, including giant beasts, beast masters, etc., which would be more in line with her background.

Even all the countries, giant beasts, and beast masters in this land combined should not be her match.

When the Suigetsu Meat Pigeon Sea Si came ashore to destroy the world, Kal'tsit was still at ease. She was even able to jump over the vast sea of ​​​​si that had evolved to the highest level to find the behemoths and the beast masters to build the last city. She also looked for the lost doctor of Rhodes Island.

At that time, almost all the operators of Rhodes Island were dead, but Kal'tsit was still able to survive the world-destroying wave of the Sea Si alone.

Either Kal'tsit has hidden a lot of things, or, or... or the only explanation is that she is a hard-core non-otaku.

Wang Fei was unable to notice Kal'tsit's unusual movements on the Rhodes Island landship. She seemed to be becoming more and more immersed in the good memories brought by Theresa.

084 To curb Kjerag's ambition! 4K

Kal'tsit really wanted to intervene in Kjerag's affairs, but she had no better way now.

It would be difficult to have any impact on Kjerag at this moment when the situation is gradually calming down by relying solely on the operators currently in the Rhodes Island Land Cruiser.

Yela has decided to support SilverAsh.

Faced with a country that already possessed land ships, Rhine Life Robots, and a complete army, Rhodes Island could not even enter the territory of Kjerag, which had expelled Rhodes Island, unless there was great turmoil within Kjerag.

It seemed as if Kal'tsit had no idea what to do.

It was as if she was worthy of her amazing wisdom that had prevented her from even running a company properly after tens of thousands of years.

Wang Fei withdrew his attention from the yellow chicken.

Let the land worry about it. The commander wants to take good care of his wife, the ship girl.

Kal'tsit once again had a conversation with the yellow chickens like the Riddler and the Repeater.

Things are going nowhere.

Kal'tsit left the Doctor's office and returned to her desk.

Silence, speechlessness.

Kjerag had enough.

Excellent geographical location, almost the same as the central area of ​​the land; Victoria's high-speed landcraft technology, Rhine Life's new technological creations, and the power of the "Doctor" secretly supporting Kjerag...

It already has enough.

It should stop there.

Its geographical location and its rise will only make it a battleground between Victoria, Casimir, Columbia and other powers.

Kjerag should not continue to grow stronger.

Once it truly rises, the impact it will cause will be even more far-reaching than the impact Gaul once had.

Whether it is the geopolitical impact it brings or the fact that it will become a "model" for other countries, it will bring this vast area into new pain.

This land cannot withstand the turmoil.

This land should maintain the peace it has today.

Kal'tsit looked at the porthole of the landspeeder and saw the starry sky outside through the glass.

The existence outside the false starry sky should no longer be watching this planet... No, this land full of suffering should not have any suffering anymore.

Stupid and foolish.

The creatures on this land never know how to cherish, and are always moving forward tirelessly on the road to self-destruction.

Prosperity means destruction.

Kelsey's eyes fell on a picture of Tremont launching a new explorer into the starry sky late at night.

She suddenly sneered.

This land is once again trying to send itself into the cold void and seek its own destruction.

Even though the disasters were something that even the Creator could not handle, the ignorant people on this earth were arrogant and thought they could solve all problems.

Stupid.

Kal'tsit sighed softly and opened the documents displayed on the desk.

Her eyes finally fell on the launch silo built by Rhine Life in Kjerag.

--madness.

Kjerag's ambition must be curbed!

Kal'tsit started working at her desk.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep.

Kelsey had a dream.

Quicksand swirled overhead, and the light made everything in sight unbelievable.

The voice was calling her. The soul lifted her skin, turning her confusion into fatigue.

She saw an endless expanse of land, fertile with life, and she felt something holding her hand tightly.

She turned back, groping for her own meaning in her vague memories—

——AMA-10.

No, it's Kelsey.

She knew that she was born in this ruined civilization with a mission, but no one could tell her future.

She couldn't escape this mission after all, and lived like eating, and like sleeping.

——Disgusting.

She began to walk, walking on the lost dust, carefully sorting out the memories and knowledge of ten thousand years.

She saw a new nation rising from yet another ruin, and she remembered that the deposed throne was the fruit of her own abandonment.

She saw the brand new flags fluttering on the blood-filled battlefield, and she remembered that the two warring parties had once shared a common hatred and enemy in some ancient time.

Everything flashed by like a fleeting shadow.

The first Originium engine was invented, and the 'mobile city' evolved from being pulled by beasts of burden to being driven by an Originium engine; this land gave the technology the name of Originium Craftsmanship, the Hippogriff fell and Ursus condensed into a country; independent city-states united to establish the concept of a country.

Everything is so small.

The earth was rapidly moving away from her sight. She flew high up, and everything on the ground began to shrink drastically, until it could no longer be seen. Terra was so small that she eventually turned into a tiny speck of dust in her sight.

She has always known that the "world" is not just the concept of the earth. The "world" is full of the earth and the ocean. The earth, the ocean, the planets... they are actually just a very small concept.

Even the sun is just a tiny speck of dust in the universe, and the galaxy is just a very small concept.

The Creators could once easily create their existence.

That's how this planet came to be.

More dusty memories come rushing back.

"Should we still call it DWDB-221E? I know that the project number has a prescribed format, just like AMa, a cold abbreviation... but our work deserves a more solemn official name!" He once again put forward the proposal that he had been persisting in for more than half a year, "I hope to call it... 'Destiny'! Or 'World Truth'?"

This time there was an awkward silence.

"How about 'Black Crown'? After all, judging from the direct visual impression of some phenomena, it does look like a black crown."

"Not much, sounds like a boring historical drama."

"So......"

The old woman interrupted her subordinates who were about to engage in an endless quarrel. She looked at the stars outside the window. Some bad news was coming, but all difficulties would eventually be overcome by mankind, just like countless times in the past.

"I have a suggestion..."

"We should call it, 'the survival of civilization.'"

Ah~ Who are those people?

do not know.

I can’t remember anymore, the reactions have all completely died out.

……

……

into the night.

The wilderness between Kjerag and Victoria.

The landship that SilverAsh was riding on welcomed a strange guest.

The assassins in this land full of suffering are always particularly powerful.

So powerful that it is extraordinary.

Theresa, who possesses the power of a demon king and is one of the six heroes of Sarkaz, Victoria, the pure-blooded Draco Gael King, Reed and Abrana's pure-blooded Draco parents, Emperor Corsica I of Gaul...

No matter how extraordinary or powerful one's strength is, once targeted by the assassins of this land, it would be like being sentenced to a hardcore and instant death, and one would die easily.

Even his death was peaceful.

The confrontation between powerful men of this level did not even cause any huge noise, nor did it have the earth-shattering momentum that occurred when Skadi and Gloria took action.

He died easily, silently, and in a confusing manner.

Every assassin in this hardcore and non-otaku-friendly land seems to be as awesome as the Grand Master Hassan.

The so-called top forces in this land, such as the Silver Spear Pegasus, the Inner Guards, the Gun Riders, the Black Straw Coats, the Gray Top Hats, the Steam Knights, and the Deep Sea Hunters, are as weak as kindergarten children compared to these assassins.

And now, the assassin comes.

He is coming.

He is the quantum map that is constantly revising chaotic logical transitions; He is everything that mankind has accumulated from the ancient hunting period to the interstellar civilization; He is constantly multiplying, constantly replicating, and constantly appearing. He is the origin of all things and the creator. He, He, He... Who is she?

He seemed to remember.

He is AMA-04, He is, He is the guardian of this land.

Quicksand swirled overhead, and the light made everything in sight unbelievable.

In the absolute core composed of concepts, He gradually regained consciousness. In the field composed of countless creativity and technology, Originium was constantly multiplying, copying, and re-creating.

AMA-04A thinks in the active dust of Originium, and contemplates the inspiration and imagination that constantly burst out from it.

The Originium is shining, the Originium is roaring along with the Originium Engine, the Originium Engine is emitting flames, and civilization is walking out of ignorance and wilderness, but everyone has absorbed too many of their own ideas from the warmth of the Originium Engine.

The theories and concepts brought by the Originium Engine exploded in his mind and blossomed into sparks of civilization. In these sparks of Originium, AMA-04 saw countless events across time.

——He knows everything.

The Originium engine of the landship anchored Him to reality, and He descended from the subspace of Terra into the real world.

He was forced to confine his essence within a shell of flesh and blood, but at this moment he still felt as restricted as a human in a space suit exploring the universe.

But enough.

Ambition must be curbed!

Kjerag's elite soldiers on the landship noticed the abnormality immediately.

The sea cells implanted in the flesh and blood were issuing frantic warnings, with silent howls and even roaring warnings so loud that they seemed to penetrate the minds of every Kjerag elite who returned from the Sami front.

Kjerag's elite snow mountain soldiers immediately rushed to the Originium engine of the landship.

My heart is pounding.

Everything inside the landspeeder began to change beyond physical explanation.

This feeling, this sense of déjà vu... the snowy mountains were too familiar. They had been fighting against the things on the Kjerag Front, and those areas that had been completely eroded were like this.

But why on a landship? !

Those things shouldn't exist in this area, and they didn't seal up the demons like Ursus did and try to use their power.

A hazy, distorted, indescribable humanoid creature appeared in the field of vision of the snow mountain, and the power of Originium skills and Haisi's specialization burst out at this moment.

The spear was thrown.

The path it takes smooths out physical distortions in space.