People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

It seemed that the Blood Demon Lord had already stated that he would discuss this matter with Amiya without any burden or worry. It was almost as if...

"It's almost like he's absolutely sure of it."

Wei Yanwu tapped the pipe in his hand and shook off some of the ash.

"From this, it can be seen that Rhodes Island does not seem to be too worried about the Blood Demon Lord's specific intention to meet with their leader and the high possibility of a battle.

This clearly demonstrates that either Rhodes Island doesn't care about the life or death of their young leader, or that Rhodes Island is absolutely certain of destroying the Blood Demon Lord.

Wei Yanwu stood up and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. Looking into the distance from this Governor's Mansion, he could vaguely see the towering icicle spires of the slums.

"Of course, there's another possibility. That's Rhodes Island bluffing in front of us. They're not sure they can destroy the Blood Demon army, but for some reason they need to reassure us. This possibility is unlikely. After all, they'll have their leader meet the Blood Demon Lord within twelve hours.

If they intend to escape Longmen within 12 hours, there is absolutely no need for them to meet me at the Governor's Mansion."

So to sum up, there is a high probability that Rhodes Island has a countermeasure against the Blood Demon Lord. Although it is not 100%, it is worth Wei Yanwu's trust in them.

But if in the end Rhodes Island fails to defeat the Blood Demon Lord, or even loses to the Blood Demon Lord, what will Wei Yanwu do?

This is also the question Chen Huijie wants to raise.

In response to Chen Huijie's question, Wei Yanwu was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "Come in."

Chen Huijie, Jingzhe and Taihe who were present were stunned for a moment, then immediately turned their heads to look at the door of the Governor's office.

After a moment of silence, the office door was pushed open. A government official outside the door wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked up and saw three other people in the office besides himself and Wei Yanwu. The cold sweat on his forehead became even more dense.

Damn, these are all big shots. That Chen Huijie over there is the leader of the special investigation team of the Guard Bureau. She is also the niece of the big shot who rules Longmen in front of me. She has big connections and is definitely not to be messed with.

As for the other two people, he didn't recognize their faces, but he could clearly recognize the adjutant robes they were wearing.

That was the official uniform of the Dali Temple of the Great Yan Dynasty. This was even more remarkable. Wei Yanwu in front of him, no matter how high his official position and authority were, was just a local official, while these two were real and substantial central officials.

But even a local official like Wei Yanwu could put such great pressure on the entire Longmen area, so these two central government officials might be even more...

Swallowing lightly, the official appeared extremely nervous, especially when he thought about what he was going to present next, which would be told to these two central government officials, making him even more tormented.

"Wei... Governor Wei, as you instructed, uh, Longmen's central Originium engine has been activated. Longmen is ready to migrate at any time. The surrounding settlements have been evacuated to Longmen as quickly as possible. The connection between Longmen's main city and the slums has also been severed."

"!!!"

Chen Huijie's eyes widened. When the official in front of her said this, how could she not know what Wei Yanwu wanted to do.

"You want to give up Districts 27-29?"

Facing Chen Huijie's questioning, Wei Yanwu responded with silent silence.

"Captain Wei, I know that most of Districts 27 to 29 have been covered in ice by the Blood Demon Lord. However, our Guards have already counted the casualties. There are still many people who have not yet evacuated from the disaster area. Although they are infected, but..."

When Chen Huijie said this, she suddenly felt like something was choking her throat, because she saw the look in the eyes of her uncle in front of her.

Whenever the other person shows this kind of look, it basically means that the conversation with him can be ended. It is an unquestionable look, and no matter what she says, he will never change his decision.

From the time she was a police officer at the Lungmen Guards to now as the head of the Special Investigations Unit, she had had several disagreements with the people in front of her, and countless conversations ended with this kind of look.

"So you're giving them up?"

Wei Yanwu took a silent puff of his cigarette.

"The joint eradication operation between Lungmen and Rhodes Island, codenamed Blood Slum, will begin in five hours at the earliest and eight hours at the latest. At that time, the Lungmen Guards must cooperate throughout the operation."

Chen Huijie's tense expression relaxed.

"Hui Jie."

"..."

There was an awkward stare between the uncle and nephew.

"Everyone must take responsibility for every choice they make."

This time it was Chen Huijie who fell silent.

"I understand...Uncle."

"..."

Chen Huijie left the Governor's office swiftly.

Gazing at his back, with that last word of "Uncle", Wei Yanwu's eyes were long, as if he was looking through that back to something more distant.

"Governor Wei?"

Jingzhe's voice woke him up from his memories. Wei Yanwu looked at the Shaoqing of Dali Temple in front of him with a little displeasure, lowered his eyebrows and signaled him to continue.

"On behalf of the Dali Temple and the Da Yan government, I am applying to participate in this joint eradication operation."

"Batch."

"Thank you."

Chapter 199: Go and control the alien, Mostima!

"I can only tell you that when I first met Kal'tsit, the Demon King of the Sarkaz had not yet been born."

The Demon King hasn't been born yet? You mean Sister Theresa hasn't been born yet... No, Mr. Emperor, that's not what I meant...

Amiya's eyes were filled with shock as she realized a terrifying possibility.

Some of the others present who had some knowledge of the history of the Sarkaz, such as Mostima, were also stunned by the information blurted out by the Emperor.

Silence was like ink dropped into water, eroding and spreading in all directions, eventually filling the entire bar.

"...The oldest Sarkaz demon king currently traceable in Lateran's records is the demon king named Quillon, who lived... at least a thousand years ago."

Six thousand years in fact.

After becoming a saint, Mostima gained the authority to read many top-secret documents of the Lateran that were not supposed to be open to the public. He still had to report directly to the Pope every time he turned a page, but most of the time the amiable old man would allow Mostima to read those things.

Even in Fiameta's opinion, the current Pope was too much of a "pamper" to Mostima. He had also made many suggestions to restrict Mostima's actions, but they were all fooled away by the current Pope Evangelista XI.

This made Fiammetta seem like a bad guy. On several occasions, Mostima caught him by the tail and made him cry, forcing him to agree to some of the conditions proposed by the latter that were unbearable under normal circumstances.

But it was also because of this that Mostima learned many secrets about the past, including some of the long history of the Sarkaz.

However, although those documents recorded the history of the Sarkaz, they never recorded the things that Mostima had just discovered. It seemed that the highest ruling class in the Holy City of Lateran was really secretive about this matter.

However, the demon king named Quillon lived in an era six thousand years ago. If what the emperor said is true, then it means that Dr. Kal'tsit is at least six thousand years old, and the fat penguin in front of him is also at least six thousand years old.

It seems I have more questions to ask the Pope after I return.

However, the foggy situation before him did not make Mostima feel dissatisfied at all, but instead made him feel a different kind of joy.

This process of constantly uncovering layer after layer of the history that has been hidden on this land is truly fascinating.

Mostima now had some understanding of why so many historians and other so-called truth-seekers in this land ignored the country's prohibitions and opposition and continued to dig deep into those hidden things. Even if those things would cause turmoil in the country and have unimaginable impacts on this land after being discovered and exposed, it still could not stop them from continuing to dig for the so-called truth.

Because the process is so addictive.

Shaking his head slightly, Mostima shook off the strange feeling of pleasure.

No, no, no. If this kind of pleasure stays in my brain for too long, I'll become one of those annoying people.

However, the words that Mastema said to break the silence caused the Archangel sitting opposite her to let out an indescribable Shakota scream.

"Thousands...thousands of years ago! Was it that long ago? I remember this year is only the year 1096 in the Terran calendar! That means that Doctor Filin may have been living on this land since the very beginning of the Terrarian Era!

Isn't she just an ordinary film? How could an ordinary film live so long? "

However, after a while, Archangel came to his senses again and looked at his boss in disbelief.

"Wait, Boss, you knew about this, and you said that when you met with the doctor, the Sarkaz Demon King hadn't been born yet, which means..."

The Archangel held it in for a long time, but in the end he didn't say the old thing in his mouth.

Forget it, there are so many unreasonable things happening with their boss. They have seen it more than once that even if the emperor was pierced through the chest by a crossbow arrow, he could still pat his butt and stand up after a while, and then greet the guy who shot him with the crossbow arrow with the most intense words and the most beautiful Longmen dialect.

What's wrong with your boss living longer if he can even come back to life?

But that Rhode Island doctor...

After a brief moment of surprise, Amiya managed to calm herself down.

The Demon Lord Quillon is different from the vague information that Mostima learned from reading the confidential documents of Lateran.

After becoming the Demon King's heir, Kal'tsit provided Amiya with a complete education on the history of the Sarkaz.

It tells the story of the Sarkaz's history, which was full of suffering and war.

Although Amiya could feel that Dr. Kal'tsit was still holding back for some reason and had not described the complete history to her, the names of the Demon Kings of all generations were still included in the contents.

Among them, the name of Quillon mentioned by Mastema was also known to Amiya.

Ranger Lord Quillon led the Sarkaz to migrate from today's Kazdel area to the southern region of Da Yan 6000 years ago, trying to open up new frontiers, but his whereabouts are unknown in the end.

Of course, this was written in the history books. In the explanation Kal'tsit had given him, Quillon was ultimately killed by an internal rebellion, just as he had killed Bartha. A faction of the Sarkaz he led were dissatisfied with his nomadic rule, and eventually launched a rebellion, killing the Ranger Demon King.

The nobles he led at that time also stayed in the southern part of Dalian and eventually split into two branches. One branch developed into a nation called Anasa in Dayan, while the other branch migrated further north and came to the territory of today's East Country and became the ghost tribe.

Among the latter branch, some have evolved into other subspecies during the thousands of years of development, including the snow demon clan represented by the alien snow demon riding head displayed by the Blood Demon Lord at that time.

These were all mentioned in the historical knowledge that Kal'tsit once taught Amiya. As for why Kal'tsit knew such detailed history of the Sarkaz, Little Bunny used to think that it was because Sister Theresa and Dr. Kal'tsit were good friends, and Dr. Kal'tsit herself was quite knowledgeable and might have specialized in this area, so the latter could know the past of the Sarkaz so clearly.

But now it seems that perhaps Kal'tsit can know these things not because he has studied the history of Sarkaz himself, but more likely because the doctor has personally experienced the history of Sarkaz.

This incident naturally shocked the little rabbit quite a bit. She knew that Dr. Kal'tsit's age must not be as simple as it seemed, but she didn't expect that the other party was so... old.

By the way, does the Doctor know about this?

Amiya quickly turned around and found Fang Zhou still fiddling with the alien Sakota control watch. She didn't know whether he didn't hear what the emperor said, or because he already knew it, so he seemed indifferent to the matter.

"Doctor."

"I know."

As if he had guessed what Amiya wanted to ask, Fang Zhou directly answered the question in her mind.

"Amiya, some things are difficult to explain. The history of this land is really too long. Even though Luke Sargus arrogantly called himself the King of the Past and the Future, and announced the start of a new era of the Terran Era from the day he discovered the so-called "Holy Relic of Time", and determined the current Terran legislation, it was still less than 1,100 years ago. However, the history of this land does not stop there.

Miss Mostima once said that in Lateran's records, the Demon King Quillon was already a figure from a thousand years ago, and Lateran's millennium of peace began far earlier than the time when the Terra calendar was established as Luke Sargus said.

So I'll tell you, anything is possible in such a long history. Furthermore, immortals are not uncommon on Terra. Kal'tsit should have given you some information about the Sarkaz Court. You should know that among the ten Sarkaz courts, there's one with an equally ridiculous lifespan. We might even come into direct conflict with it in the near future."

Fang Ark paused here, then walked to Mostima with the alien Sakota driving watch in his hand.

"Ms. Mostima, how did you feel when you transformed into the alien Sakota not long ago?"

"Feel?"

Mostima did not have any objection to Fang Ark's sudden question. Instead, Fiammetta behind her had her muscles visibly tensed up, and looked at Fang Ark with a serious and vigilant expression.

"Don't be so nervous, relax a little, Fia, Mr. Doctor is just asking me a question."

Fiammetta froze and looked at his friend in front of him in surprise.

What did she call herself just now?

For a moment, Fiammetta looked at Mostima with a hint of caution.

Feeling the thorn in his back, Mostima held his forehead helplessly.

It could be considered his own fault, as he was used to calling Fiammetta by her nickname. She always protested but in the end no one took it seriously. So now that he called her by her name out of the blue, she would think that he had some bad intentions.

Alas, the trust between people is so weak that a name can overturn the foundation of trust that should be strong.

Without having time to lament the ill-fated relationship between himself and Fiammetta, Mostima was still interested in why Ark suddenly asked him this question.

"What was the special feeling? If I had to put it bluntly, it was like watching a movie at the beginning. It was a long movie about Lateran, from its founding under the leadership of the first generation of saints to the present day when I accepted the power of the alien Sakota to control the watch.

After that, I felt that that period of history was constantly influencing my thinking, making me obey a distorted mindset. It was promoting the superiority of Lateran and trying to make me bring this superiority to all parts of the earth. If any place did not accept this superiority, it would be uncivilized and a decadent civilization that should not exist on this earth.

In short, let me conquer and destroy on behalf of Lateran.

If I hadn't broken free from that strange power at the last moment, I probably wouldn't be sitting here chatting with you guys right now."

Ultimately, Mastema concealed the fact that the "God" had helped him.

Mostima picked up the cocktail that had been prepared in front of him at some point, seemingly with ease. He took a sip, feeling the liquid sliding in his mouth, and rolled the liquid with his tongue to let it flow fully through his mouth. The spicy taste of the wine and the fruity aroma and slightly cool mint fragrance contained in it deeply stimulated Mostima's taste buds.

"call--"

really not bad.

"Is this so dangerous?"

After hearing Mostima's description, Exiah looked at the control watch in Fang Ark's hand with lingering fear.

"We need to get rid of something this dangerous as soon as possible. Amiya, I remember you can destroy the alien control indicator, right? Just use that awesome flying kick you throw from the sky!"