Arknights, but the family has fallen again

These energies slowly, chaotically, and violently try to converge, to form something worthwhile.

However, this simple energy gathering process itself causes great harm to the infected person's body.

The scavenger groaned and gritted his teeth, "You actually used the Originium in my body to cast a spell!"

Feeling the sharp blade on their necks recede, the remaining members of the Witch King excitedly exclaimed, "That's right! Did you feel it?!"

"This is the magic of Herhunzollon!"

But Graythroat shot an arrow into his torso without hesitation.

"Aaaaaaaah!" The rookie warlock, who was not good at fighting, soon could not endure the pain anymore.

He said in disbelief: "I am the one who holds her life in my hands now! Why dare you shoot me!"

Ott kicked the warlock in the knee and placed his slender hand directly on his shoulder.

The scavenger was unharmed.

Using the Originium in the body of the infected as a spell material and forcibly consuming it is one of the Witch King's common techniques.

Unlike Otto, this technique of forcibly consuming Originium will often cause the Originium to activate and counterattack.

The Witch King himself might be able to perform Ott's brutal "treatment" with the help of a large number of medical spells. However, these half-hearted imitators consumed not only the Originium in the infected's body, but also their life.

"When did you have the illusion that you were holding this man's life in your hands?" Otto said mercilessly.

Caprini's eyes widened, and his exposed skin began to turn red, as if the blood was evaporating...

"Gu..."

Holding the cosplayer's life in his hands, Otto said indifferently: "Whether or not someone is infected may have a different value in medical treatment."

"But to me, the vast majority of living beings in this world... are infected."

"Originium flows in your blood, and every breath you take exhales Originium. The clash between civilization and violence is the most piercing and beautiful melody played by Originium."

"A three-year-old child casually wields a teenager's woodcutter's axe, but when the axe falls uncontrollably, the impact of the axe on the ground is interpreted as the axe's purpose."

"When you attempted to do this to my operators, did you have any premonition of your own end?"

The pitch-black crystal shell pierced the throat of the Caprini Warlock, and in a miraculous way, brought upon him the fate he had tried to inflict on the Scavenger.

The scavenger's chest and abdomen were soaked in blood, and with her hand axe, she looked particularly scary.

Graythroat had originally thought he was just trying to sneak in, but now, the house the village chief had lent to the tax collector had a huge hole in it, and the tax collector's guard was killed on the spot. And Ott had even hidden the account book in his arms...

Seeing this, Gray Throat timidly said, "...Doctor, how is this going to end?"

Zarak gave Xiaoyanzi a strange look and said, "Why should we be the ones to finish this? Someone will take the responsibility."

Now, Graythroat didn't understand what this meant.

Thor drove the off-road vehicle, far behind the villagers.

They lied!

They all know where each other lives!

After all, they were moving through the wilderness, without roads, so the villagers' movements were far from straightforward. But a seasoned Scourge Messenger like Thor could easily discern they had a clear destination.

"Warning, the target is approaching the warning range, please suspend driving."

After all, we were in the wilderness, and the vehicle chasing behind us was too conspicuous.

In order not to expose himself prematurely, Thor had to use the cover of terrain or distance.

As if it had noticed the driver's intention, the on-board terminal actually proactively gave many suggestions!

While feeling that Rhodes Island was really rich, Thor no longer felt any guilt - he had focused all his energy on how to deal with this natural disaster by any means necessary.

The villagers' vehicles are much slower than Rhodes Island's off-road vehicles, and the roads in the wilderness are not easy to travel on after all.

By the time the infected village appeared at the end of the sight, the two moons had already sunk into the horizon, but the east was still far from bright.

"...Doctor...Dr. Ansel!" In a panic, Ms. Rupert woke Ansel up and then knocked on another door.

Rhodes Island's free clinic and shelter in the infected village were provided by an infected couple: the Lupo woman and the Caprini youth.

Judging from the villagers' reactions, this Luper woman is also the informal village chief of the infected village.

"What's wrong?" Ansel asked, pulling on his coat without even putting on socks, as he walked down the corridor.

Quite a few people have come out here.

"Hide quickly!" said the Lupo woman anxiously, "Don't let anyone outside see you!"

Several medical operators leaned against the window and saw a bright red sky.

No, not one piece.

Everywhere.

Young and middle-aged men who were familiar with each other in the past, young and middle-aged men who had worked together not long ago... They gathered around Stein's men, holding torches high, and surrounded this small village of infected people.

The light source was above their heads, illuminating the bridge of their noses and the sides of their faces, but leaving half of their faces in shadow.

The Caprini youth gathered a group of people to confront them, but looking at the staffs of those "tax collectors' guards", they were completely at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

"Stein's coming to rob us!" The Rupert woman quickly explained, "Hide! If he sees you, he'll use it as an excuse to steal more money!"

When she heard the knock on the door, Ayafara was rubbing her sleepy eyes one second, and then she became indifferent the next second.

[Senior, what's wrong? ]

Ott put away Eyjafjalla's draft and went to the corridor.

He was everywhere at the same time, replying to everyone: "What they want to steal is not money, but people."

In front of Graythroat, the Scavenger took off his bloodstained clothes without hesitation, revealing his muscular body covered with scars.

While putting on her change of clothes, she explained the account book to Xiaoyanzi.

"According to the tax collector's private accounts, these three villages had no normal tax revenue in the year of the natural disaster."

"This is a 'planned obsolescence'."

"Stein joined a club of Witch King enthusiasts, some of whose members held high positions of power. He decided to use a large number of infected people as experimental materials for his fellow enthusiasts in exchange for some scraps of power."

Chapter 285: Arrogant

Ansel and the others in the infected village were a little confused: "The tax collector's... private account?"

"That was harvested in another village."

The Rupert woman's eyes widened instantly and she covered her mouth alertly.

Little Caprini was even more wolf-like than Lupo. Her voice, without the slightest hesitation, was like a verdict in court: "Your father's village."

pat.

The Luper woman collapsed to the ground helplessly.

Those familiar young men were sent by her father.

Otto stood on tiptoe (Note 1), walked through the crowd, and squeezed the lamb's cute little face to the window.

The confrontation of the young Caprini was coming to an end. His emotional appeal had indeed touched the hearts of many old acquaintances, but the tax collectors and guards were like ballast stones, forcing this brutal voyage to continue.

A violent conflict was about to break out, and the young Caprini was beaten to the ground, and the villagers who followed him also rose up in resistance!

The hostile villagers were stunned at first. Under the pressure of the tax collectors' guards, they either showed reluctance, or made up their minds, or cheered and launched a surprise attack on the infected village in the encirclement.

The warlocks in the tax collectors' guards also released magic balls to "protect" the two wings of their own villagers.

"Ms. Eyjafjalla..."

Ansel, and many other medical operators, cast pleading glances at the lamb, at the "messenger" directly under Otto.

As Rhodes Island's medical operators, they knew the suffering of the infected. And from Eyjafjalla's account, they also understood the fate of these infected villagers.

"This is inconsistent with Rhodes Island's stance of non-interference in politics. Getting involved will bring a series of consequences." Otto asked in return, "Admittedly, we do have the ability to deal with this storm, but are you ready to face it together with Rhodes Island?"

Listening to Otto's unconcealed tone and looking at the scorched red sky outside the window, the medical operators took out their self-defense weapons, which were better than nothing.

They gave a positive answer with their actions.

"Then let us just go ahead and do it."

To make it all seem natural and to reassure the Rhodes Island operators, Otto didn't build many defensive facilities beforehand. Instead, he placed the lamb, who was buried in his thesis, in the infected village.

In other words, this is the long-lost Eyjafjalla single-core.

While the medical operators involved in field operations do have some skills, they are at best "reserve operators." Considering the actual situation, there aren't even any "reserve heavy armor operators" or "reserve guard operators" among this group of medical operators.

If we include the infected...villagers in the unharmed category, it will be a little difficult to fight them.

However, it is just "difficult".

Unlike a small-scale war involving thousands of troops, this could only be considered a special operations operation. Ott had enough accessories to equip two per person.

【ignite.】

Following Ott's instructions, Eyjafjalla fired three fireballs in succession directly at the enemy commander.

And this "Witch King Yudu" who came to ensure the quality and quantity of consumables was obviously much stronger than the rookie who stayed behind to monitor the tax collector.

At the very least, he could hold up the shield while using the magic ball.

Unfortunately, the shield he erected with his lightning-fast reaction could protect himself, but not his companions. As the shields of the Witch King's remaining followers shattered under the continuous heavy blows, the guards and villagers around him were also blown to pieces.

Considering the theme of Leithania, Otto casually drew on the energy stored in the source stone in the bodies of nearby infected people, saving the lives of the villagers and leaving the hostile guards to die.

The remaining warlock instantly showed an incredible expression.

He wanted to say something, but soon, metal bullets and blades came at him one after another, interrupting his plan.

With the help of the mental link, the medical operators transformed themselves into revolver doctors, using their pistols, which excel at short-range attacks, to attack the enemy.

On the roof, translucent black crystals quickly gathered into a small seat, perfectly accommodating the equally small lamb.

Eyjafjalla's index finger rested on her thin lips that reflected a slight luster, and her legs, wrapped in slightly revealing stockings, were crossed, while her shoes that looked like sheep's hooves tapped lightly in the air.

The staff stood quietly beside the seat, and a ball of explosive energy that was constantly brewing and about to erupt was expanding in the double fork at the top of the staff.

The remaining warlocks abandoned their command of the villagers and issued a clear order, rallying the guards, who served as the backbone of the able-bodied men. The other warlocks in the guards joined the remaining warlocks in a chorus, weaving a massive magical shield.

The other guards, whose magic abilities were not very strong and who were unable to participate in such large-scale spells, either held bows and crossbows or swords, and vigilantly guarded the inner circle of the shield.

After realizing the "Sorcerer King's Spell", the leading Caprini Warlock unexpectedly gave up on capturing the infected, a spellcasting consumable!

The field medical operators, who lacked high-intensity combat training, had no powerful output means, and were completely unable to break through the enemy's defenses. They could still fire a cold shot when the enemy failed to weave a powerful protective spell, but now they have no idea where to start facing this living turtle.

Facing the battlefield slowly advancing towards her, Eyjafjalla remained expressionless.

Otto even took the opportunity to dispatch a large number of medical operators to rescue the Caprini youth on the battlefield.

As the remaining warlocks got closer, he seemed to think he had reached a suitable distance.

The turtle shell stopped.

"Young Caprini!" the remnants shouted to Eyjafjalla, and immediately began recruiting new members: "You are also studying the king's magic! Come join us!"

Unexpected, yet reasonable.

Otto was monitoring very closely, but he was not very sure...did those guards who just died die of their injuries or did they die of anger?

Reorganize your formation on the battlefield, abandon your teammates, and recruit the enemy's commander?

I'm afraid that none of his entourage were considered "one of their own" by the arrogant remnants.

"You are so young! You must not let your magical talent go to waste..."

On the charred double-pronged staff, the extremely unstable energy was finally allowed to be released.

Like a volcanic eruption, endless flames hit the remnants' large shields. In an instant, the warlocks who were trying their best to support the shields were half killed by the backlash and were roasted to crispy skin by Eyjafjalla's spell.

That's about it. If we get rid of them now, there will be no excuse to further integrate Rhodes Island.

They need to escape, the operators need to actively request Rhodes Island to interfere in the affairs of Leithania, and... Rhodes Island needs to become more offensive.

The charred double-pronged staff trembled, as if Eyjafjalla had exhausted all her energy.