People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

The deafening engine sound made everyone cover their heads, and the huge wind pressure made them unable to help but bend their bodies. Then they watched Tracys, who was driving a huge aircraft, escape without being able to stop him.

Wait, did this scene just happen?

Helinmat, who had fallen to the ground with serious injuries, was still in a daze, watching the aircraft fly away in the sky. The Golden Law Guard beside him helped him up and asked with concern, "Your Majesty Helinmat, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Helinmart replied with the same dull look in her eyes. Just as the Golden Law Guard was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly heard the next question from her queen.

"I was just thinking..."

"What? Her Majesty?"

Helinmart relaxed his frown, then looked seriously at the Golden Law Guard beside him.

"Lion, why can you fly?"

"what?"

"I mean, why can lions fly?"

"No, Your Majesty, please do not repeat this question, Royal Physician!"

"Ok?"

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Chapter 66 Theresa is Untrustworthy

The mountains in the far distance of Trilinterme.

The soaring dragon slowly landed here, and the small aircraft that followed also landed here.

The Blood Demon Lord and the Scavenger King landed on the ground, brushed the dust off their clothes, and looked at the Shapeshifter who had transformed from a dragon back into a giant slime, and then back to his original appearance.

"Honestly, Shapeshifter, I will never let you fly me next time. You can't even protect yourself from the wind. It seems your millions of years of experience aren't that valuable."

In response to the Blood Demon Lord's ridicule, the Shapeshifter simply glanced at him and said nonchalantly:

"We don't have the heart to argue with you on this matter, Dukare. The most urgent matter now is... what should we do next? Tracys? It's obvious that you messed up this matter. Although you obtained the Lich Control Watch, you used the most wasteful method of killing Fremont and forced the Lich King to oppose us.

Your plan to have me transform into Fremont and trick them into joining the Military Council is now useless. After what happened just now, do you think we still have a chance to enter Trilintel? We do have a chance, but re-entering Trilintel would give the liches enough time to investigate the matter thoroughly. After all, they know whose tower the trouble is. Besides…"

The shapeshifter paused for a moment at this point, recalling the escaped little lich in his mind.

"Not to mention there's a little one who saw what we did and ran away. She must have told the liches everything by now."

At this moment, the King of Scavengers next to him also spoke.

"You have successfully alienated a section of the royal court from us. Tracys, the Sarkaz are splitting."

Although he was the only one who remained calm, everyone knew that the Scavenger King was clearly angry.

If there is anyone present who truly cares about the fate of the Sarkaz throughout the ages, then no one can surpass the Scavenger King.

This action caused the liches to become alienated from the Military Committee, to the point that the liches would never support them in subsequent activities, and might even side with the other side in the war. For the Scavenger King, this clearly meant that the Sarkaz clan was splitting, which was what he least wanted to see and what annoyed him the most.

So, naturally, he would not have a good face towards Tracys, the instigator of this situation.

"It's alright. Now that we know the history of the lich clan, the liches are no longer important. I know you want to refute me, but please think about it. In any of the wars in history where the Sarkaz faced life and death, did the liches actually take action? Even if they stated their position, it was just a formality to send a few representatives here. The liches of Leithania have never left their towers."

Tracy, who got off the aircraft, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior.

"My original plan for the liches was to win them over if possible. If not, simply obtaining their history would be enough. They would betray me in the future anyway."

When Tracys said this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Betrayal? It seems our Military Committee Chairman, who returned from the future, has experienced a lot."

There was a hint of sarcasm in the Blood Demon Lord's sigh, but it didn't matter to Tracys, because that was just his character.

"I don't agree with denying the present lich because of the future you experienced."

The Scavenger King struck the ground with the scepter in his hand, and the earth shook for a moment.

Obviously, he did not agree with Tracy's defense.

He turned his gaze towards Ducare.

"Lord Blood Demon, I'd like to ask you to hunt down the little lich that escaped. At the very least, don't let that little fellow spread the news that Fremont is truly dead. As long as the news of Fremont's death has not yet been truly known to the liches, the shapeshifters..."

The Scavenger King turned his gaze towards the Shapeshifter beside him.

"The shapeshifters still have a chance to mediate."

"We've said... never mind, in your eyes, this isn't a big deal..."

The Shapeshifter felt helpless, but he had no choice but to accept the request of the Scavenger King. In addition, the Shapeshifter had already prepared himself mentally for this matter because of Tracys's request.

"Are you giving me orders, Lord of the Scavengers?"

However, the Shapeshifters had no objection to the Scavenger King's "orders", but the Blood Demon Lord was different.

This arrogant guy didn't even listen to the words of his own leader, Tracys, let alone the King of Scavengers, who was just a Lord of the Royal Court on the same level as himself in the Sarkaz Council.

"...No, it's a request and a favor."

The Scavenger King hated the behavior of the Blood Demon Lord. If possible, he would like to use the stick in his hand to make this young man, who was less than a thousand years old and thought he was the only one in the world just because he killed a weak demon king, wake up.

Unfortunately, time is urgent now, and this is not the time to dwell on personal grudges. In order to appease the Blood Demon Lord, the Scavenger King can only say this.

As long as this guy is willing to do the job, nothing else matters.

Everything must be based on the future of the Sarkaz.

"That's all very well, if you say so. But I prefer the atmosphere of Londinium, and besides..."

The Blood Demon Lord said this and looked at Tracy. Tracy naturally knew what the other party wanted. In fact, he also wanted to try this idea.

"Then I'll ask you to chase that escaped little fellow back. Of course, you can just kill him directly. If you succeed, then after you come back, this Alien Lich Control Watch will be given to you to use."

The Blood Demon Lord smiled with satisfaction when he heard this. When he first obtained this power, he had already started thinking, if he could become so powerful by obtaining the history of his own race, what if he could add the history of other races, how much stronger would he become?

It's a really exciting idea.

"A satisfactory exchange, so I'll go."

As he spoke, under the catalysis of the alien's control of the power of the watch, the alien blood demon spread his wings and rose into the sky in the sight of everyone.

"That's why I said I won't let you fly me again, shapeshifter. I can fly on my own."

On the eve of his departure, the Blood Demon Lord turned around and said this to the Shapeshifter, then disappeared without a trace.

Only the shapeshifter was left standing there, raising his eyebrows and looking at Tracy and the Scavenger King in confusion.

"So what's he struggling with?"

"Who knows, maybe it's because you didn't pay attention to the wind when you were flying, and wrinkled his clothes?"

Tracy complained like this, and then saw the Scavenger King looking at him seriously.

"So can you tell us now, Tracy?"

"what?"

"Why would you rather kill Fremont to obtain the Alien Lich Control Head? Why not wait until Theresa returns and use him, who has connected to the Sarkaz cluster consciousness, to directly cut off the lich part and obtain the Alien Control Head?"

The tone of the Scavenger King was very serious. He left this topic until after sending the Blood Demon Lord away because if this question was asked, Dukare, who had noticed some clues, might do something.

After all, Ducare has spent hundreds of years showing his colleagues how terrifying a crazy blood demon is.

"..."

Tracy's question was within Tracy's expectations, or rather, after he had done all this, the Scavenger King's failure to ask this question was inconsistent with Tracy's perception of this old guy.

After thinking for a moment, Tracy decided to tell his guess to the old man in front of him. As one of the Six Heroes of Kazdel, Tracy knew that the old man was the one who truly cared about the Sarkaz. At least in this respect, the old man could be trusted.

"The reason is simple, the King of Scavengers."

As Tracys said this, the pattern of the golden source stone that the Scavenger King and the Shapeshifter had seen appeared in his pupils again.

"Theresa can't be trusted."

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Chapter 67: Small Cube!!!

A desolate wilderness on the border of Leithania.

The subspace crack suddenly opened, and a slender and thin girl fell out from it, holding a man who was obviously taller and stronger than her in her arms.

"No, teleporting here is already the limit."

Ermengarde glanced around and found that it was only a wilderness and woodland. He didn't see anyone chasing him, nor did he see any large wild animals that could threaten him. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That should be fine. Let's take a break for now, right?"

He leaned against a tree, panting a little, and looked at Frémont's body beside him, and couldn't help feeling sad.

He had just confirmed that his teacher was indeed dead without a doubt. The thread in his chest that connected to the life knot in the warp had been broken, which undoubtedly meant death for the lich.

And there is also his junior fellow apprentice, Lessing.

That look... he must have had all his blood drained by that Blood Demon Lord.

What a painful death that would be.

When Ermengarde thought of this, besides sadness, she felt endless anger and hatred in her heart.

Why, why would those people from the Military Committee suddenly attack the teacher? Logically, shouldn't they be here to win over the Lich Clan to join their side? And the previous letter was clearly correct.

Although, speaking of conscience, the liches who only care about knowledge are indifferent to the so-called hatred that has lasted for thousands of years by the Sarkaz. In the past, they only sent a few representatives to stand guard in the defense of Kazdel and that was it. However, this is not a reason for you to come up and kill our royal court leader directly this time.

In any case, Ermengarde hated those guys on the Military Committee at this time.

But no matter what, it is useless to just curse in your heart, you must take action immediately.

By the way, those guys said that they would have the shapeshifters disguise themselves as teachers to trick everyone into returning to Kazdel, ah, now it’s Londinium, to join the Military Committee. No, although Ermengarde didn’t think that everyone would be fooled by a fake Fremont, the person on the other side was also a shapeshifter who had lived for thousands of years, maybe even tens of thousands of years, like Old Biden.

We must be vigilant no matter what. I'd better send this message back to everyone to let everyone know that it was the Military Committee that killed the teacher and coveted the power of the Lich!

However, just as Ermengarde had composed the message using witchcraft and was about to pass it through the communication spell between liches to the great liches second only to his teacher to alert them, a devilish voice came to Ermengarde's ears.

"Hmmmm, the Military Commission killed my teacher. The Chairman has ulterior motives. With a shapeshifter at his side, he cannot be trusted."

At that moment, all the hairs on Ermengarde's body stood up.

This voice, this familiar smell of blood...

She looked to her side tremblingly, only to see a strange pair of eyes that did not look like those of a human at all!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Those eyes were totally not what a human should have, but she had seen them!

Those were the eyes of the Blood Demon Lord, or rather, the eyes of the Blood Demon Lord when he turned into a monster!

The alien blood demon stood calmly beside Ermengarde, watching the little lich fall to the ground because of excessive fright at seeing him, and waved his hand to break the communication spell she was about to send out.

"I can't let you spread this information, otherwise I will be very distressed."

Ermengarde looked at the Blood Demon Lord in front of him in horror and kept moving his body backwards, hoping to get away from the monster in front of him.

"How did you find me?! Obviously, I am..."

Looking at the frightened look on the little lich's face, the Blood Demon Lord grinned even more terrifyingly, seeming to be very satisfied with the other party's reaction.

Since becoming like this, he seems to be very keen on scaring others with his terrifying appearance, and he feels especially happy when others show fear of him.

"Hehe, stupid lich, have you forgotten who I am? You bled when the Scavenger King injured you that time."

The Blood Demon Lord smiled sinisterly.

"Unfortunately, I noticed that little bit of blood. For the Blood Demon, even a little bit of blood..."

The sharp claws were stained with bright red. Ermengarde looked at the wound that was inflicted by the Scavenger King and was slowly bleeding, with an ugly expression on his face.

It was this small wound, and the tiny bit of blood that flowed out of it, that allowed the Blood Demon Lord to chase me directly from Trilintelme and teleport all the way to the border of Leithania!

This is... the Blood Demon Lord?

The look of fear mixed with surprise made the Blood Demon Lord enjoy it even more, and he looked at Ermengarde with amusement.

"Even though Tracys said the lich's power isn't important, it would be very troublesome if they stood against us."

There was a gleam of light in the Blood Demon Lord's eyes, and a very brilliant idea came into his mind.

In fact, not only the transformers, but even the Blood Demon Lord, has considerable interest in Oma Zi-O, the figure that Tracys has repeatedly mentioned, who has cast a heavy shadow on him and represents the end of history.