Man on the ark, forced to become king

A demon king who has existed for at least two hundred years!

It can be said that she is the ultimate target that the Colombian government has been pursuing, a super infected person who is capable of rivaling the army single-handedly!

How did she get here?!

This is Trimont, in the heart of Colombia!

It wasn't like that just now...

"Where did you get the shards of the Flame Demon in your possession?"

In formal settings, Theresa's behavior almost perfectly matched outsiders' imagination of a 'demon king': dignified, aloof, imposing, and putting on a convincing act.

It's possible that she wasn't faking it; perhaps she was like this before the Kazdel Civil War began, and this was a side of her that she rarely showed to others.

"me……"

Christen swallowed hard, her heart filled with panic.

Everything that happened today was beyond her comprehension; she never imagined that these scenes, more absurd than those in dramas and movies, would actually happen in real life.

The guests from Lungmen threatened Rhine Life with their arrogant attitude and even attacked her in her office without any restraint.

Now, even the Demon Lord of Kazdel has inexplicably appeared here.

What should we do? What else can we do?

All contingency plans were rendered ineffective, and past political and commercial tactics were of no use at this moment.

The so-called glory seems to have never existed from the beginning.

In a daze, Christen realized that the only person she could truly rely on all along was Seria.

However, Saria no longer wanted to protect her.

Her self-righteous reliance was utterly useless in the face of these people's absolute strength.

What use is wealth or power? They can take her life anytime they want!

"I already know the answer."

Christensen tried desperately to piece together an explanation, but Theresa didn't need one; before the Demon King's power, all thoughts were laid bare.

She couldn't read Lin Lu's mind, but no one else present could resist her abilities, let alone Christensen, whose strength wasn't particularly high to begin with.

Even as those thoughts flashed through her mind, she had already gotten what she wanted. She turned to look at Himer, or more precisely, at Ifrit, whom Himer was holding in her arms.

Protected by the golden power, the young girl was nestled in Himer's arms, sleeping soundly, undisturbed by all the chaos.

"It is indeed a fragment of the Flame Demon, from the lost royal court. This level of power may belong to the former ruler of the royal court."

So, what to do?

Theresa was somewhat troubled, but fortunately, her armor concealed her facial expression well, so nothing seemed amiss from the outside.

Logically and emotionally, she should take the child back to Kazdel. But this is Colombia; if she doesn't handle this properly, what if…?

She instinctively wanted to ask Lin Lu for help, but she held back and didn't do anything to ruin the atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to handle this."

Just then, the leaves of the golden tree shone brightly again, and Theresis, also dressed in military uniform, stepped out of the light. After a slight pause upon seeing Theresa, he realized what was happening and took in the situation in the office. He immediately came up with a plan.

He paid homage to Theresa with ancient Sarkaz etiquette, behaving like a dutiful subject.

"kindness."

Theresa breathed a sigh of relief, maintaining her composure, and gave a soft hum, suppressing the overwhelming aura that filled the entire office.

"Ms. Kristen, head of Rhine Lab?"

With the king's permission, Therese stepped forward, her expression indifferent and her eyes icy, which frightened Christensen, who was already on the verge of collapse, and she hurriedly retreated.

"You, you are?"

At this point, Christensen no longer dared to put on airs. All her arrogance was thrown down the drain and washed away. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her naive years ago, trying her best to squeeze out a flattering expression.

As for saving face, is it more important than life?

As a smart person, she knew how to assess the situation. In the current situation, nothing else mattered. Preserving her own life was the most important thing. Otherwise, all her ideals and expectations would have no chance of being realized.

"Kazdel, Regent Theresis."

Therese looked around the office, which had been scorched and melted by the flames, and finally his gaze settled on Ifrit. He snorted coldly, and fine cracks spread out from the ground beneath his feet.

"The Balrog fragments are the remains of my Kazdel royal family's ancestors, yet you have taken them for experiments without permission. This is a provocation against Kazdel, and you and Columbia behind you should pay the price."

After saying this, he stopped paying attention to Christensen, walked to Theresa's side, lowered his head slightly, and the two exchanged glances. No words were needed; all the information was conveyed more efficiently through language.

Generally speaking, following the usual practice of other countries in Terra, when such an incident occurs, the first step is to condemn Colombia at the national level, followed by negotiations where both sides exchange interests and seek a solution.

However, this method does not work in Kazdel.

Because... they have nothing.

It had no capital, no decent city, and not even a well-equipped, organized army.

Even though the royal court has now been officially re-established, in many people's eyes, Kazdel's status has not changed; it's just a different way of saying it.

Based on this, Kazdel will not have any advantage in negotiations at the national level, and may even be ignored or dealt with perfunctorily.

After all, who cares about a loosely organized nation of mercenaries?

Probably no one would think that Kazdel had the resolve or the ability to wage war over a 'trivial matter'.

Therefore, what Theresis has to do is show them that this is the perfect opportunity to announce the re-establishment of Kazdel to the world!

Kazdel must now show his toughest side to deter those who are secretly watching from making any rash moves.

They must not show the slightest weakness!

For the Sarkaz, compromise and weakness have never brought peace; only power and madness can inspire fear!

No one wants to mess with a reckless madman, as long as he still has some sense.

Therese believed that politicians accustomed to manipulating power would definitely make the decisions he anticipated.

In their eyes, the Sarkaz were always a bunch of lunatics, and they had nothing to lose.

Based on their thinking, they believe that conflict with such a madman would bring no benefit.

Therefore, seemingly crazy decisions are often the safest and most reliable.

"Put yourself in a desperate situation and you will survive." This is a phrase that Therese learned from some books about Yan recently, and he thinks it is very true.

"Whoo~"

Using the Demon King's power, Theresa understood her brother's thoughts and quietly let out a sigh of relief.

If it were her, she would never have made such a decision; her brother's methods are indeed superior to hers.

So, let’s do it.

Having made up her mind, Theresa no longer hesitated. A black and red vortex swirled around her body, and the violent power, under her precise control, blasted through the office wall.

From the outside, the top floor of Rhine Life's headquarters building suddenly exploded, and a black and red beam of light shot into the sky.

Chapter 142 Freedom in Colombia

Trimont, the science and technology center of Colombia, boasts internationally renowned top universities, where countless new technologies are born, greatly filling the technological gaps in both military and civilian fields.

Within Colombia, Trimont is also a mobile city that receives special attention, with a considerable number of elite troops stationed there year-round, and its protection in all areas is very thorough.

Since its founding, this city, renowned for its advanced technology, has never encountered any major security problems.

For the first time, the seemingly comfortable environment has been disrupted.

A beam of light, intertwined with black and red, shot into the sky. The explosive energy fluctuations immediately triggered the city's defense alarm. At the same time, detection instruments in almost every area of ​​the city began to sound alarms frantically. Half the city's population saw the beam of light.

Police and military forces immediately sprang into action, converging on Rhine Life's headquarters.

All the city's defense equipment was mobilized, and the city's artillery began to be calibrated, ready to launch an attack at any time.

—The area of ​​the energy burst was easy to locate; it was the headquarters of Rhine Labs. Unlike other countries on the continent, Colombia has extensive experience in dealing with such incidents.

The super soldier program has been underway for a long time. The large-scale disaster caused by the experimental subjects going berserk has never happened in Tremont City, but it has happened many times in other cities or laboratories.

They have a complete set of response plans for such incidents, including but not limited to using high-powered weapons to directly destroy the target location, even if the incident occurs in the city center.

In the free country that many people yearn for, even artillery shells are free; as long as there is a plausible reason to explain it away, the authorities never truly care about the people's opinions.

The efficient response plan was implemented at every level. Colombian officials have never lacked the drive to act in such matters, as they are determined to avoid tarnishing their own political careers.

The city block where Rhine Life was located was quickly cleared, placed under martial law, and subjected to communications restrictions.

Fully armed soldiers quickly sealed off the Rhine Life headquarters building, and armored vehicles carrying heavy firepower were also quickly deployed. In the absence of contact with the Rhine Life management, the response plan was executed at the highest level.

"What have these lunatics figured out this time?"

As the beam of light gradually dissipated from the top of the building, the officer in charge of leading the first elite squad to the scene to investigate the situation cursed under his breath.

Although many technologies from Rhine Labs have significantly improved the military's conventional combat capabilities, he still despises these mad scientists who have no moral bottom line.

In particular, these people are now directly affecting his interests, forcing him to put himself and his subordinates in danger.

"If attacked, kill them on sight, leave no survivors."