Man on the ark, forced to become king

"Don't look at me, I didn't do it."

The doctor immediately and righteously denied it.

This matter has absolutely nothing to do with her; she wouldn't stoop to doing something so despicable.

"It's affecting my consciousness."

Shining's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. She didn't know anything about the alien demons, only that the swollen serpent in front of her was an unprecedented enemy.

The sword light could cut through steel and split rocks, but the sword energy could only leave shallow wounds on the writhing flesh, which would close in the blink of an eye, and this thing was getting stronger.

"Whoever threw this thing into the Tower of Babel, we must deal with it as soon as possible, before it becomes too powerful to handle."

Kal'tsit's viewpoint was unanimously agreed upon by the Doctor and Shining, but the question now is how to solve it?

With such terrifying regenerative power and such a massive body, destroying it would be a huge undertaking, and none of the people present were skilled in large-scale attacks.

Wait for the elite operators on the front lines to discover the anomaly here and rush back to provide support?

hold head high!!!!

A sharp, violent hiss echoed across the earth. The giant serpent, now tens of meters long, coiled up, raised its head, and displayed its undisguised greed and devouring desire. Holes suddenly split open on its fleshy body, from which twisted arms reached out to grab the nearest people. Several Babel Tower agents were caught off guard and were pulled into the serpent's body, their bodies embedded in it like reliefs, tightly wrapped by the covering fleshy buds.

boom!

The enormous tongue fell like a meteor. Mon3tr had just self-destructed, and Kal'tsit could do nothing. Shining stepped forward, but she was not good at physical combat and could only barely catch the attack before being sent flying.

However, instead of a hard ground, she was greeted by a wide and warm embrace.

"Long time no see... Gomir the Serpent."

Lin Lu stared intently at the roaring serpent, gently placed the Flash Spirit in her arms on the ground, and stuck the giant spear shaped like a greatsword in the ground with her left hand, emitting a faint white light.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Shining straightened up, her face somewhat pale, but she seemed to be alright.

"That's good. Let's all keep our distance. This guy is not easy to deal with."

Golden light emanated from its body, flowing freely and pouring into the giant spear, making its light even more dazzling.

Lin Lu licked her lips, her golden pupils revealing a fighting spirit.

The Gomir Serpent... it's an old friend. Although this one seems a little different, it doesn't matter, as long as it's a serpent.

As luck would have it, he happened to be carrying a weapon specifically designed for killing snakes when he went out today.

Chapter 166 Kal'tsit: It Must Be Ursus's Fault

"Kazdel, well, Kazdel, that damned place has finally become somewhat valuable."

Inside the fully enclosed laboratory, the elderly Caprini, with his gray hair, gently pushed up his glasses, took the documents handed to him from the side, glanced at them, and casually tossed them onto the table.

"You're really willing to give that away. You've been researching that thing for years, right? You're just going to give it away like that?"

The middle-aged Rupert man next to me, dressed in a suit, turned his chair around with his foot and asked jokingly.

“A failed product should look like a failed product. I don’t think that thing is useful. Why would it drive a group of people crazy? We have hundreds of ways to replace it.”

The old man fiddled with a fiery red crystal in his hand, his eyes seemingly reflecting a ball of fire.

"Now, a useless failure has brought us a new research opportunity: a fragment of the Balrog... Look, what a beautiful little thing."

The tiny fragment, only the size of a palm, could be held in the old man's hands. It had sharp edges and corners, and inside it seemed as if a dark red liquid was slowly flowing, like a mass of magma sealed in transparent crystal.

“I can feel the scorching flames flowing inside, so powerful… It’s a pity it’s just a fragment, but we can still find a way to cultivate it and recreate the power of the Balrog. Perhaps we’ll need a little help from you, Loken.”

“I haven’t had much free time lately, you know. My ‘Loken Water Tank’ laboratory will be ready for use soon, and I’ve found a great test subject this time.”

Loken glanced at the Balrog fragments that the old man was holding in his hands as if they were precious treasures, but showed little interest.

They are friends, but their main research areas are different. He mainly studies the combination of mechanics and the human body, and only controllable force can be considered a result.

Parvis always creates unstable test subjects, sometimes even making a mess of the lab. To be honest, he doesn't think much of this kind of experimentation; it feels like gambling on probability.

Producing a large number of test subjects, conducting numerous experiments, and selecting the one that has the potential to succeed for the next step is far too crude from a researcher's perspective.

Conducting experiments blindly without properly screening personnel beforehand will inevitably lead to problems sooner or later.

"Loken water tank? How many is this now?"

Palvis carefully placed the crystal into an exquisite metal box and said jokingly, "Why don't you come to Rhine Lab? We never lack resources."

"No thanks. I personally don't mind, but the military won't agree. You know, they don't want us getting too close."

Loken refused decisively, swaying back and forth in his chair with obvious pleasure.

"However, those who would trade you something like a fragment of the Balrog are probably important figures in the Sarkaz court."

"Who knows? A friend of Lontinim said that a group of unidentified Sarkaz people had recently contacted them. Those people were... more respectable."

Palvison paused for a moment, then came up with a somewhat fitting adjective: he didn't have a good impression of the Sarkaz, as most people on the continent thought.

For Sarkaz, being presentable was already a good compliment, much better than being a disheveled mercenary.

"Actually, if you think about it for a moment, you'll know that it was mostly the work of that regent. There aren't many smart people in the Sakazli, but I think he's one of them."

"Regent Therese? He's certainly a figure."

The swaying chair came to an abrupt halt. Loken stood up, straightened his clothes, and picked up a sealed silver-white briefcase from the table.

"Well then, I'll take the prototype of Device Nine. And that experimenter... what was her name again? Oh right, Joyce Moore, a very nice Liberian girl. How's she doing?"

"So far, everything is going smoothly. Researcher Joyce is in very stable condition. If there are no problems in the follow-up observation, we can consider replicating that experiment. I must say, your results are indeed very useful."

The implantation of the Ninebot chip did indeed demonstrate its intended effect, although it was slightly weaker than expected, but still within acceptable limits, and Palvis couldn't find any fault with it in this regard.

The two were both friends and rivals, and Palvis wouldn't stoop to doing something as tasteless as deliberately denying the other's research findings.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Hearing this, Loken's lips curled into a slight smile. He waved his hand dismissively and walked toward the laboratory door, pretending not to care.

"You'll see something even better next time. My implanted spellcasting unit will definitely produce results before the Balrog does. I'm off."

"Wait and see."

The alloy automatic door opened and closed. Palvis watched Loken's figure disappear outside the door, then gently picked up the box containing the Flame Demon fragments from the table, his eyes behind his glasses narrowing slightly.

"The test subject we got from Ursus should be enough to satisfy the Sarkaz's appetite. Next, we'll focus our efforts on the Balrog Project... but we can observe it first, as it's a dangerous thing."

Holding the box in silence for a long while, Palvis muttered to himself, pondered for a moment, then opened the drawer and took out a business card.

It was a plain white business card, with nothing fancy on it, just a name and a phone number, and the words "Haydon Biotechnology" printed on the back. It was very simple.

After staring at the business card for a while, a slightly eerie smile appeared on Palvis's face, and he slapped the business card onto the table.

“This time, I will definitely succeed. The resources that Rhine Lab possesses far exceed your imagination... Loken Williams, with only a small laboratory, just how far can you go? We’ll see.”

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"Be careful, deal with it as soon as possible. This thing has the characteristic of being 'known'; the more people who know of its existence, the stronger it becomes!"

Kal'tsit dragged the physically inept Doctor away from the battlefield, loudly reminding him, and then muttered under her breath, "Damn it, what is Ursus up to now!"

Although the mastermind behind this remains unknown, Kal'tsit already has a suspect in mind.

Her history is very long; she has traveled to every corner of this land and stayed in every country. Some of them have vanished, such as the former Gallic Empire, while others have changed their appearance, such as the former Eagle Empire and the current Ursus. There are very few countries like Yan that have existed in the world from ancient times to the present.

Needless to say, those that have already disappeared are gone. Countries with short histories, such as Ursus and Colombia, have crazy and dangerous ideologies, at least in Kal'tsit's view.

If a serious incident with far-reaching consequences is discovered and the perpetrator is unknown, it can be easily attributed to them.

According to Kal'tsit, 30% of the bad things in the world are done by Ursus, 40% by Colombia, and the remaining 30% by other countries.

In short, it's always right to be suspicious of bad things first.

Moreover, what appeared this time was related to Ursus's 'specialty'. Since the death of the late emperor, Ursus has been in chaos. It wouldn't be surprising if the once rock-solid defenses were now shaky or even collapsed.

As for the Yan Kingdom... that country has never been involved in such matters. They have always been able to overcome all difficulties, whether the opponent is a demon or a god.

Whether it was monsters from the deep sea or alien demons from the border, none of them had ever been able to cross their defenses. Even in the most chaotic times, Yan Kingdom had never lost an inch of land when facing inhuman beings, and this had been the case for thousands of years.

Therefore, Kal'tsit wouldn't even bother to consider the possibility that 'the monster came from Yan Kingdom,' as it was practically impossible.

Although Colombia is known for its troublemaking, their geographical location means they have no opportunity to come into contact with such inhuman beings. After much consideration, Ursus is still the most likely suspect.

"No wonder it felt different, you're playing quite creatively."

Upon hearing Kal'tsit's reminder, Lin Lu paused in her actions, then waved her hand behind her to indicate that she understood.

The ability to 'know' is so powerful that, when combined with the Great Serpent of Grimir, it is practically unsolvable in a certain sense.

The original Grimir Serpent was already difficult to kill, and after fusing with Rakad to become the Godslayer Serpent, its immortality was brought to its fullest extent. Even Rakad could only use the Serpent Hunting Spear in combination with gold and magic to kill it, suppress its activity, and greatly delay its rebirth time, but could not kill it completely.

Even the predetermined death couldn't do anything about it. Strictly speaking, the god-slaying serpent coiled in the volcano had touched the essence of life, and could return no matter how many times it was killed.

In a sense, it is not much different from an alien god that invades the border area. If we have to say something, it is that its scope of influence is smaller.

Such a powerful immortal being, coupled with the known characteristics mentioned by Kal'tsit, could potentially expand to an uncontrollable degree if not handled properly. Relying on its known characteristics and its ability to devour, it might acquire power far exceeding that of the Borderlands era, truly ascending to godhood and unleashing catastrophe upon the land.

The disasters caused by the Outer Gods have already occurred twice in the borderlands—the Crimson Corruption parasitizing the land of Galid is a prime example. If left unchecked, the consequences would be unimaginable, and no one knows what will happen then.

However, such a future is only a possibility.