Arknights, but the family has fallen again

The prophet chuckled foolishly, seemingly unable to comprehend what he was facing. The circular saw hummed, and pitch-black spells and pitch-black Originium creatures attacked him one after another.

He didn't care at all and kept yelling at Ott and the others, "Locusts! The temple should be full of grain!"

"It's you! You awakened the disaster!"

"It's you! It's you who destroyed everything!"

The poisonous saliva splashed and corroded everyone's weapons and equipment like sulfuric acid.

At this moment, the rocks above Ott's head finally fell to the ground. Ott took a step back. The falling rocks from the building did not seem to have any effect except for causing some interference with Ott's vision.

dodge.

The effect of the "Weakness Curse" is to reduce the enemy's attack power, but as long as the enemy doesn't hit, they will not take any damage. This also seems to reflect from the side that the entire boss dungeon is, in a sense, an extension of the boss unit's life.

While others were not interested in the prophet's predictions, Kal'tsit took them very seriously.

While she worked on repairing the damage caused to her, she also took the initiative to ask the prophet: "What exactly is this disaster you are talking about?!"

The prophet turned his eyeball towards Kal'tsit, his lifeless eyes seeming to reveal some kind of unnatural mockery: "Disaster?"

“The key to disaster is to find the key disaster!”

Kal'tsit's expression turned pale.

The prophet's nonsense almost explicitly reveals that he is part of Ott's personality: this "disaster" that is difficult to describe, and even the description itself is a mechanism for the spread of disaster, is exactly what previous civilizations faced and what Ott once faced...

disaster.

Kal'tsit repeatedly confirmed that those fragments of memories about the previous civilization together formed this world in a distorted way.

Laurentina seemed a little tired of the rigid turn-based system. The heavy circular saw in her hands was like a pipa in the hands of a fairy, so light and free.

The hunter's boot made brief contact with the numerous bench fragments, eventually bringing its owner to the Prophet.

Ott nodded slightly and continued to order: "Stop him from releasing the prophecy."

The prophet said, half mad, half sane: "Destruction has already been created!"

"Words are not coffins!"

This is to say that one's prophecy is nothing but the revelation of the truth.

"Dig your own grave! Reap the consequences!"

After saying this to Kal'tsit and Otto, the Prophet dodged the circular saw in a panic, his eyeball in the palm of his hand was almost crushed by him, and many new injuries were added to his clumsy body.

Not every attack Ott could dodge in time - his physical strength was limited.

The scarlet light appeared in the eye sockets of the broken skull again!

Curse of weakness!

The prophet's prediction of falling rocks came true once again. The dungeon's ceiling could no longer withstand the fighting taking place in the room and began to collapse on a large scale!

Chapter 204: Martyrdom

"Doc Otter!" Kal'tsit subconsciously recalled Mon3ter in an attempt to protect Otto.

But she was almost immediately stopped by an inner command.

It’s nothing else, Kal’tsit was also the target chosen by the “prophecy” just now.

Besides...

Amiya is also very concerned about protecting Otto's personal safety.

A black barrier barely blocked the rain of "rubble" imbued with otherworldly laws, while the pitch-black Originium creatures protected Kal'tsit, struggling to deflect it. It was clearly the entire ceiling collapsing, but neither Amiya nor Laurentina were disturbed by the attack, imbued with otherworldly power.

Looking at this scene, Otto was thoughtful:

It actually showed such a result... Could it be "real damage"?

In any case, before the weakness curse accumulates to a certain level, the prophet must be prevented from getting ahead and continuing to prophesy.

"Ghost Shark."

Hearing this code name, Laurentina's beautiful eyes moved slightly.

The casual artist seems to have remembered his own "personality".

She hesitated for a brief moment.

But it was unknown whether she had awakened the nun's madness or was simply feigning: "Come on, more, more! I'm far from satisfied!"

The heavy circular saw was like a loyal dance partner, dancing gracefully under the guidance of the deep-sea hunter. However, the prophet's embarrassed posture seemed so out of place in this dance.

However, his embarrassment did not diminish his aggressiveness at all.

The prophet's only free right hand was wrapped around his eyeball.

He seemed to see through everything: "Dance! Dance!"

"I pity you!"

"You should know! The air can't penetrate your skin!"

For Laurentina, this sentence was indeed very destructive.

hum hum hum!

The circular saw was restless and roaring, but was blocked by the prophet with shackles.

The torture device that was originally used to detain the prophet became his shield to defend against the enemy.

At this moment, the broken skull glowed red - Otto also added the third "weakness curse" to the prophet!

Kal'tsit and Amiya... with confused looks on their faces, began to attack the remains of the stool in the room.

What is this doing! ?

Doubt also arose in Laurentina's mind for a moment.

Then, the familiar feeling of oppression once again hit my nerve endings.

Feeling her body leaping with joy, Laurentina felt a strange sense of elation, yet also a slight resistance: Otto hadn't given her consent. Even more so, she resisted... even though Otto hadn't given her consent, Laurentina hadn't refused either.

This caused some resentment in the artist's sensitive, delicate and highly defensive heart.

"Oh...my Lord, you are finally here?"

Otto knew it well, but ignored Laurentina's little thoughts.

The Deep Sea Hunter held the circular saw in one hand, while the other extended from the wide armhole of the nun's dress and gently stroked her chest. The place that had been injured by the prophet's vicious corrosive power was healed in an instant under the influence of fate's reconstruction.

No, calling this skill "Fate Reconstruction" a bit inappropriate for not only not causing bleeding but also clearing away corrosive damage...

The prophet seemed to realize something, and he extended the eyeball in his palm forward again.

"The end is near!"

The water bubbles that had already left their eye sockets seemed to come back to life! They spun in mid-air, one eye fixed on Laurentina, the other fixed on Amiya.

prophecy!

Otto conveyed another unexpected instruction to the two girls: no need to defend, just focus on cleaning up the debris on the bench.

Laurentina also did a backflip and joined in the process of cleaning the benches.

In the original game, the Prophet would hide behind a large number of benches. According to the game mechanics of Darkest Dungeon, you can either chop down the benches one by one to get to the Prophet, or use ranged attacks to kill the Prophet directly.

Directly using long-range attacks can quickly and stably deal with the prophet.

The advantages of destroying benches are unremarkable, but there is one thing that makes it tempting: the destroyed benches will definitely drop a lot of resources.

You are really greedy this time!

As expected, the prophet's previous prediction soon came true, but those ceiling fragments carrying "real injuries"...

"The force is completely different from before!" Amiya exclaimed.

Otto came to her in his true form.

The broad hand extended down along the texture of Amiya's hair, and a warm force brought Amiya some comfort that was extremely rare on the battlefield.

"The wound...disappeared." This was the first time Amiya experienced this "Originium technique" personally.

Unlike Laurentina (or Ghost Shark), Amiya, although still young, as the leader of Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals, has a very direct understanding of the extent to which modern healing Originium techniques can be achieved and what Otto's healing behaviors actually mean...

"Mon3ter!"

The powerful light cannon swept across, clearing away the last bit of blood from the so-called "bench" with an extremely high damage-bearing coefficient.

True damage is the most realistic damage in the entire game.

Otto withdrew his gaze and put his hand on Kal'tsit's shoulder again before Amiya asked.

"..."

Kal'tsit placed her little paw on the back of Otto's hand, looking tired.

She had many questions she wanted to ask Otto, but what made her most anxious was that... Otto was only more confused than her.

Therefore, she had some thoughts of comforting Otto.

Ahahahaha...this old man is really strong.

Amiya turned to look at the prophet awkwardly.

His condition was still relatively intact—as a leader unit, his health was still quite high. However, with the benefits that Ott coveted already in hand, the Prophet could not respond much.

"Meat cuts and bones break!"

Laurentina's face was cold as she cut open the prophet's chest with great pleasure.

Those already fragile organs flowed out through the incisions one by one, and the prophet was also seriously injured. However, just as he was about to speak out his "prophecy", release his corrosive skills, or simply escape, a mark engraved with an indescribable force burned into his chest.

Weakness technique.

Following the channel opened up by Otto, a deathly black line pierced through the prophet's heart.

"Ah... that letter..." In the aftermath of the death knell, the prophet seemed to regain consciousness for a moment: "You shouldn't have come back!"

"Little crow, be careful!"

Then, staring into Ott's face, he shouted, "Don't dig up the old idol!"

"That would only awaken Doom!"

"It will only... awaken Doomsday!"

“Only…”

This repeated three times, the volume of his voice gradually fading, and finally, this venerable prophet temporarily entered a short period of dormancy. But I am afraid that soon, his strong sense of responsibility and dedication will drive him to revive again and again.

Chapter 205 There is a Dragon Here

1097年01月03日，00:58:06。

In the medical department, outside the high-risk ward once prepared for Ghost Shark.

Considering Kosice's possible counterattack, Otto did not remove the bullet from her heart when he possessed her. Now she had just undergone surgery and was still very weak.

Tallulah, dressed in a hospital gown, stared intently at the ceiling.

Ott sat across from Tallulah through the thick and relatively useless special glass. "Sorry, we had other things to deal with just now."

"In that area?" Tallulah turned her head and glanced at Ott, Amiya, and Kal'tsit. Her gaze finally lingered on the emblem ring on Ott's left little finger. "That's a good thing, too."

"Does it hurt anywhere?" Ott took the pen from his chest pocket, subconsciously raised his legs, and used them to support the medical record.

Very disrespectful and inappropriate behavior.

And where does it hurt?

You should ask where it doesn't hurt.

Under the Black Snake's extreme push, Tallulah's Originium disease reactivated. The infection deepened, and coupled with the intense battle a few hours ago, Tallulah was now in excruciating pain all over.