Man on the ark, forced to become king

It's somewhat like a late-stage Oripathy patient, whose body has been assimilated by Originium. The difference is that this crystallization is very stable, unlike how infected individuals turn into large bombs.

Can't understand...

However, one thing is certain: blood magic has no effect on these crystallized monsters. Although these monsters are currently somewhat dazed and have not yet shown particularly strong aggression, Warfarin still decided to leave immediately.

Maintaining flight attitude is very strenuous, and she must leave this place before she runs out of strength.

Going back now to investigate the truth is not something a smart person should do.

Moreover, she might not be able to handle such a thorny issue, so she might as well try to send a message to Wang Tingjun, who is closest to her, and ask them to come and deal with it.

Having made up her mind, Warfarin activated the blood wings formed by magic behind her and flew out of the town.

boom!

However, her plan was interrupted by a burst of light from the center of town before it could be realized.

A dazzling blue light rose from the town, and the powerful energy fluctuations even formed a visible shockwave in mid-air, sweeping in all directions.

This time, Warfarin finally knew how the people in the town had died.

She witnessed some mercenaries who had not yet been mutated freeze in place the instant the shockwave swept over them, large wisps of blood mist emanating from their bodies. Under the influence of an unknown energy, these mists mutated into countless tiny blue crystal particles, which then covered the mercenaries' bodies again, causing their flesh and bones to rapidly transform into crystals.

The bizarre change sent chills down Warfarin's spine. She quickly activated her magic to try and avoid the sweeping impact, but because she was stunned, she still couldn't completely dodge it, and the area below her knees was swept by the azure energy.

In an instant, the blood flowing in my legs almost got out of control.

Warfarin used blood magic to control her blood, but was horrified to discover that half of her foot had unknowingly turned into blue crystals.

Furthermore, the crystallization process is accelerating and will soon spread throughout the entire body.

What the hell is this?

Miss Blood Demon, who could perfectly control even her blood-sucking urges, was starting to panic.

Enemies that can be seen and touched are not scary; what is scariest are these strange things that have no cause and no known principle.

Could it be that today she, like those townspeople, will become a cold, crystalline statue and die here?

In her panic, Warfarin looked in the direction of the burst of light and saw something hovering in mid-air above the light, gently rotating.

It seems to be... a black chess piece?

Before she could see clearly, the entire town trembled, and the houses and ground began to be assimilated by the azure crystals. Even the crystals on her feet spread faster at the same time.

In this situation...

Looking at her crystallized shoes and feet, Warfarin gritted her teeth and clenched her fists like knives, intending to cut off the crystallized parts directly.

The loss of limbs is not an irreparable injury for the Blood Demon, but if this strange power is allowed to continue to spread, she might perish here.

Compared to the risk to one's life, having one's feet cut off is not so unacceptable.

As long as you get out and find some high-quality blood, your severed legs can grow back.

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Buzz~buzz~

In the ancient city of Shangshu, at the pavilion atop the peak, a crystal ball on the table suddenly trembled, interrupting Reiwa Linlu's conversation.

"Your second brother couldn't hold back anymore?"

Seeing the chaotic golden and black cyclones inside the sphere, Lin Lu made a joke.

He didn't think that under the erosion and constraint of the golden power, a mere fragment could cause any major disturbance; at most, it would just be a death throes.

"Perhaps he has some new ideas. He's always like this, his mind is full of strange things, and what he thinks and does is different from ours."

Ling turned his head and looked over, shaking his head and laughing.

She knew Lin Lu's plan: to use the connection between this fragment and the other parts to carry out reverse erosion, using the magical power of the Golden Tree to locate all the scattered pieces and fragments, gather them together, and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

However, she didn't care. Life and death, the changing of the world, she had interfered many times, but now she didn't want to interfere anymore.

My second brother's approach of going against the entire world was a recipe for disaster from the very beginning, and he has no one to blame but himself for his current predicament.

It's not that she's cold-hearted by nature, but rather that she's tired of managing things.

Besides, even if no one intervenes, the final outcome won't be any different.

"For your sake, I won't kill him completely. I'll leave a trace of his consciousness, strip him of all his power, and let him stay at the Golden Tree as a janitor from now on."

Lin Lu pressed down on the vibrating crystal ball on the table and slammed it down. A small crack appeared in the tightly packed crystal, and a wisp of black energy emerged from it. However, it was tightly bound by the fine threads made of golden power and could not break free.

"It's no use! It's no use! You think you're out of the game just because you overturned my chessboard? It's no use!"

"I know who you are, and I know what you're capable of!"

"This game has only just begun. Your opponent is not me, but the entire world!"

"The ancient god is about to awaken, chaos is imminent... Hahahaha, the golden tree, the golden tree..."

"Shut up, you."

After hearing her second brother spout some crazy nonsense, Lin Lu slapped him across the face and sealed the crystal ball back up.

Perhaps the stimulation was too severe. In this state, there is clearly no need for communication. He can't even speak human language anymore, so what is there to say?

"I'm afraid he had already planned a backup plan against you before he came to Shangshu."

Ling knew her second brother fairly well, since the other siblings didn't like to talk to him. Only a few of them were willing to drink and chat with him, and they used to be closer to each other.

In her eyes, her second brother was stupid, clumsy, and crazy, and he liked to think he was clever.

But it must be admitted that this guy is indeed exceptionally talented in manipulating people's hearts and plotting schemes, and he has a real knack for disgusting people.

Sometimes, he doesn't even have a clear purpose in doing things. He doesn't care about success or failure; he just does what he wants to do, without considering the possible consequences.

This illogical style of doing things has always been a major headache for the Yan Kingdom's court.

Now, he has his sights set on Lin Lu and Huang Jinshu.

"I guess he used some method to get his scattered fragments to find some sleeping gods, and wanted those things to deal with me."

"Given the current world situation, the appearance of a god would undoubtedly cause great chaos. At that time, the Golden Tree and I would likely become the target of everyone's attacks... This is just speculation. I don't know how he plans to do it."

"Not impossible."

Ling thought about it and realized that this was indeed something his second brother could do. Although he didn't know why his brother suddenly had such a strong obsession with the golden tree, he would do anything that piqued his interest, even if it meant using himself as a pawn or a bargaining chip.

If that's the case...

"Aren't you afraid? If he really succeeds, you'll be at odds with the world."

"Let's put aside whether he has that much ability or not, even if he does, so what?"

Lin Lu smiled nonchalantly, not caring at all.

He faced the moonlight, stretched out his palms, as if trying to grasp both moons in the sky.

"When it comes to that point, it's not me who should be afraid, but the world."

"Resurrect an ancient god? I couldn't be happier, after all—"

A dangerous grin spread across his lips, and a startling madness flashed in his pale golden eyes. In that instant, the man who looked over felt a chill run down his spine and was somewhat terrified.

"Those are all top-quality fertilizers."

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"The direction should be correct."

As night falls in the desolate desert, the sandstorms continue. The intense heat of the daytime sun gradually fades, replaced by a bone-chilling cold.

The climate in parts of Kazdel is like this: hot during the day and cold at night, with a huge temperature difference between day and night.

Kal'tsit sat on the rock, leaning against the motorcycle, with a small Originium heater beside her, providing limited light and warmth in the darkness.

The cat ears on the side closest to the Originium heater trembled slightly, but the owner of the ears was oblivious, intently examining the leather map spread out on his lap to determine his current location.

Judging from her speed and the surrounding environment, she was not far from the location her friend had last contacted her to provide.

It must have been a fairly prosperous town, where many mercenaries liked to resupply.

Based on the speed of a motorcycle, perhaps with a little more effort, one could reach the town and avoid sleeping in the wilderness.

Cycling in the dark is not a good idea, especially in the desert where there are no roads.

However, compared to the potential troubles at night and the extremely uncomfortable weather for Felin, Kal'tsit felt the risk was worth taking.

Moreover, she was only out for three days, and the round trip would take two days, leaving not much time to search for her. Getting to the town sooner would allow them to find Warfarin's trail more quickly, and if she had already left, they could find a way to locate her as soon as possible.

"Gulu~"

With difficulty, Kal'tsit swallowed the hard, dry, and astringent compressed biscuit, stood up from the ground, put away the map, and got back on her motorcycle.

Actually, she had a small thought in her heart that she didn't even want to admit—even if she couldn't find Warfarin, she should at least go to town and get a hot meal.

Living under the golden tree for a long time makes me feel uncomfortable and unwell when I suddenly go outside.

She used to walk alone in the wilderness, but now...

When did she become so unable to endure hardship?

That doesn't seem right either. I can endure hardship, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to work overtime for so many consecutive days.

My demands for food and drink have inexplicably increased.