People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

"Huh? What?!"

boom!

When the veteran saw the ID card, he slammed it on the table beside him and looked at the tall man in front of him with anger.

"You said your name is Helhunzoren?! You don't even know how to spell the word death, do you? And your entry application is blank! There's no identification information or stamp on it. You're so bold! Who do you think you are? Even if you're the King of Victoria and dare to do this, you'll be locked up! Someone! Arrest him and interrogate him!"

The veteran roared angrily, then threw the blank entry application and identity information form in his hand at the tall man's face.

From the application and form he dropped on the ground, it can be clearly seen that the name filled in by the man is Herhunzollon, right?

Daring to come to Leithania with this name can really be said to be risking one's life.

However, after the old soldier roared loudly, he found that the new recruit who had just been slapped on the back of the head by him was just standing there motionless, with no intention of detaining the man in front of him.

"Hey! Didn't you hear me? You're not obeying orders? Take this guy away!"

However, no matter what the old soldier said, the new recruit didn't move at all. He just stood there blankly, as if he couldn't hear what he said.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Hey!"

Finally, the veteran realized that something was wrong. Even if this new recruit was in collusion with the man in front of him, or for some other reason, he could not have turned a blind eye to such loud roars from his side.

He cautiously held down the weapon at his waist, and the simple spellcasting unit on his left hand also flashed with the brilliance of magic. He looked seriously at the tall man in front of him and slowly walked to the side of the recruit.

"What happened to you? Are you dead?"

The veteran patted the recruit's shoulder, but the recruit still didn't respond. He drew his weapon, pointed at the tall man and signaled him not to move, then took a step forward to see what was wrong with the recruit.

However, he then saw the new recruit in front of him looking at the tall man with a fanatical look on his face, muttering non-stop:

"Wow, it's His Majesty the Witch King, it's His Majesty the Witch King! I have seen the real His Majesty the Witch King. Your Majesty, please accept my loyalty! I will let you into the mirror and together we will fight our way into Trilinterme, no, back to your loyal Vidunya!"

"Hey!! What nonsense are you talking about!!"

When the old soldier heard the new recruit in front of him actually utter such outrageous words, he was immediately frightened out of his wits. He slapped the new recruit to the ground and scolded him loudly.

But instead of repenting, the recruit fell to the ground with tears and laughter on his face, still mumbling what he had just said.

"You... No, not you... It's you! What did you do to Rudolph?!"

Finally, the veteran noticed something was wrong. He pressed his weapon against the tall man's chest, and the simple spell unit in his hand also condensed into a source stone skill that flashed with flames.

From the moment this tall man appeared, everything happening around him seemed strange, so it was hard not to suspect that he was the source of some of the strangeness.

"It's said that Caprini of Leitania is naturally sensitive to Originium techniques, and some even say that Caprini is a natural master of Originium techniques. However, from the time I appeared until I came in, a full four or five minutes, you didn't even notice that I hadn't stopped casting spells the entire time."

The tall man slowly lowered the hood covering his head, revealing his large and protruding single eye, and beneath the tightly closed eye, the smell of blood and decay was surging.

The huge double horns twisted into a spiral shape, which was surprisingly similar to the Witch King's strange spiral horns.

"You... Sarkaz, you are a Sarkaz! And you are... chi——"

The veteran's rich experience gave him a broad perspective, and he almost immediately recognized the man's true race. However, just as he was about to say it, his eyes suddenly bulged out extremely, and bloodshot almost quickly spread across his eyes. Then he fell to the ground with a face full of pain, holding his head and groaning in pain.

"Hmm, that's a nice expression. I admit, the Leitanians aren't boring people who only know how to twirl batons."

The tall man showed a strange smile, and the new recruit who had been bewitched by him was still twisting his body and muttering nonsense, with a face filled with fanatical happiness, which formed a sharp contrast with the suffering veteran next to him.

"Oh, there's another really boring person here."

The Sarkaz man looked at the recruit with a hint of disgust in his eyes, then waved his hand. The recruit almost stopped twisting his body the next moment, and then blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and he fell to the ground and lost his voice.

"Hmph, a boring person. I hope I won't encounter more boring guys like this on my next journey. And the Demon King... Hmph, a foreign demon king who can kill Dukare, let me see how capable you are."

The Sarkaz man laughed strangely, and as he laughed, the soldiers guarding the border of Letania outside fell down one after another. As expected, like the recruit, they all died with blood coming out of all their orifices.

Amidst his joyful yet sad laughter, the name tag around his neck revealed a line of ancient text under the light in the room.

"?????"

Dajjal.

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Chapter 344: Liches Also Age

"So, just like Amiya said, they came and just asked about our destination, and then when you refused to tell them, they attacked you."

On the hospital bed in the office, Pencil Holder has regained consciousness, and the leg that the medical operator had originally judged to be lost has returned to normal. The price he paid is that Amiya now feels that the strength in her body needs a longer time to recover, which is two different consumption levels from the time stop.

"Yes, that's right. But we should be thankful that they are also concerned that their actions here will cause a lot of trouble, so they have restrained themselves a lot."

Lin Guang looked at the office lobby that was almost blown into pieces, and felt that if he didn't have a misunderstanding of the word "convergence", then the pencil holder must have some special insights into convergence.

"Oh, about that, haha, Miss Lin Guang. After all, Leithnia itself has been in a considerable state of chaos due to the attack, and the remnants of the Witch King have been acting recklessly over the years. It seems like they have suddenly gained some confidence."

When Amiya heard this, the image of Franz's Witch King-like appearance at Ludwig University appeared in her mind.

Could it be that that person is also connected to the remnants of the Witch King?

Thinking of this, Amiya looked at the shapeshifter beside her.

"If you're asking about the kid, yes."

Perhaps it was the experience of ten thousand years that gave the shapeshifter a good eye for judging people. When Amiya looked at him, he knew what Amiya wanted to ask.

"A melody once played by the Witch King was implanted in the goat's brain. You all know the Witch King's mastery of Originium. Even a casual melody he played was beyond the reach of many sorcerers in their lifetimes. Therefore, that melody was transcribed and later reproduced by a large number of sorcerers after the Witch King's death and those who chose to follow him. It became known as the 'Midnight Sound'."

When the shapeshifter said this, he couldn't help but admire Herkunzoron, the most powerful emperor in the history of Leithania.

Even a casually played melody can become the root of disaster for a country.

"So, shouldn't the sounds of the world be sheet music or tapes?"

Lin Guang imagined a group of sorcerers reproducing a random melody of the Witch King, burning it into a tape, and then stuffing it into some people's minds.

Ugh, that's a bit scary.

"It's not that I haven't looked, in fact, and I haven't found any paper or plastic inside that little goat's brain.

In fact, it is not impossible to understand this so-called earthly sound as a special Originium skill. It is a melody, a powerful melody, so powerful that the little goat is always anxious in his heart, wondering whether he will be swallowed by the melody.

And the facts proved that it would. At the moment when the celestial phenomenon changed, the earthly sound in that little fellow suddenly lost control, as if it had sensed something. If I hadn't run fast, I would have been swallowed by the clump of source stones.

The moment when the celestial phenomena changed?

After hearing the shapeshifter's description of the scene when Franz transformed into the Witch King monster, Amiya, Lin Guang and others looked at each other in bewilderment.

If we talk about the moment when the celestial phenomena changed, could it be that...

Could it be that this was the moment they opened the passage to the subspace?

Thinking of this, Amiya couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

Before, he always thought that the reason why Franz became like that was due to some inhumane experiments of the Shapeshifters, but now he thinks that the real trigger might be because he and others opened the channel to the subspace, causing the power of the Witch King to leak into the real side. The Voice of the City, sensing the power of the Witch King, went out of control and naturally devoured Franz's consciousness, turning him into the Witch King monster shaped by the Originium.

"Huh? What's wrong? You guys look weird."

The shapeshifter noticed something was wrong with Amiya's face, and Lin Guang and the others also looked a little unnatural. Only Rosemary sat there with a blank expression, but looking at the kitten's naughty tail, one could tell that she was also feeling some emotions.

"No no no, nothing. Ahahaha."

Amiya laughed awkwardly a few times, then looked at the pencil holder lying on the hospital bed.

"Let's skip this topic for now. The remaining followers of the Sorcerer King have been executed on the spot by your Majesties, and a thorough investigation of the Sorcerer King's followers, sweeping across Leithania, will probably begin soon. I just wonder what impact this investigation will have on Leithania. I hope it won't cause too much harm to the people."

As for the harm to the people... You can imagine that this is certain. In history, whenever a country carried out a purge, the people would suffer some unprovoked disasters. But I wonder if the Gemini Queens who got the accurate purge list this time would harm fewer innocent people.

"A thorough investigation of the Sorcerer King's remnants? Ha, this kind of thorough investigation has actually been carried out several times since the Twin Queens ascended the throne, but each time it only produced some minor results before ending in failure. I hope the same mistake won't happen this time."

Obviously, Pencil Holder has no hope for Leithania's purge of the Witch King's remnants, but as an operator of Rhodes Island and just an ordinary person in Leithania, Pencil Holder can only silently hope in his heart that this operation will not be just a formality like the previous ones, and in the end the remnants of the Witch King will still wreak havoc and there will be no difference between being purged and not being purged.

"Will do."

Amiya and others did not say much about this. After all, the Gemini Queens had already obtained the accurate list of the Witch King's remnants, so it was better not to leak it before the two of them took action. Although all the remnants of the Witch King in Trilintelme were now in the hands of the Gemini Queens, who knew if any accidents would happen?

"So, Amiya, will you guys stay here and rest today? We have plenty of spare rooms here."

The medical operator nearby saw that it was getting dark outside, so he came forward to ask Amiya and the others about their next plans.

Just when Rosemary was about to take out the dried puffer fish in her arms, Amiya gently pressed her hand.

"Okay, actually, if you think about it, a lot has happened today. I'm really tired, so let's take a break at the office today. What do you think, Lin Guang, Shining, and Mr. Fremont?"

"Actually, if you want to stay here and rest, I have quite a few empty rooms in my tower. Although I don't think you'll be used to sleeping there."

Frémont stroked his goatee, looking at the already dark sky outside, as if he had thought of something, and a trace of loneliness flashed across his eyes.

"Don't listen to the teacher's nonsense. The so-called empty room is actually just a blank room with nothing but a bed, or it's just filled with books. If you want to sleep in it, you can only sleep on the book covers... Ouch!"

Before Ermengarde could finish her spell, a spirit ball hit her head, causing her to look at Frémont, who had become gloomy behind her, with a sympathetic look on her face.

"Before, on the road, you complained to Amiya about the academic assignment I gave you, right? Old man, I was so magnanimous and didn't pursue it with you, but now you still don't repent and are exposing my secrets here! I think you want to copy the book!"

Facing Frémont's threat, Ermengarde simply stuck out his tongue and smiled.

Although I didn’t like it before, sometimes it’s actually quite nice to be taught a lesson by the teacher.

"Haha, Mr. Fremont, why don't you stay here today and get used to the environment of Rhodes Island? However, how many people are there in your lich tribe now? I wonder if Rhodes Island can accommodate them all."

No, there is no room for us no matter how I think about it.

Ermengard understood the situation of his own population. Although the liches were not very interested in reproducing due to their immortality, Ermengard was already a rare newborn lich. But even so, the number of lich populations accumulated over thousands or tens of thousands of years was still a considerable number.

This is also true even if during this period many members of the tribe had their life bonds destroyed and died for various reasons.

Rhodes Island is very large. Looking at the entire Terra continent, Rhodes Island is at the level of a large land mothership. However, even such a large land ship cannot bear the entire lich tribe while maintaining the previous personnel. This is the number that a city should bear.

As for where the Liches should follow Rhodes Island in the future, Ermengarde had a good choice in mind.

That is……

"I'll send my people back to Kazdel first. I've seen your Rhodes Island land carrier, and it can't accommodate all of us."

"Ugh?"

Ermengarde turned to look at his teacher in confusion.

No, teacher, I just remembered that there is a pretty good place that can accommodate our people. Why did you deny it before I even mentioned it?

And if you go back to Kazdel, don't you know the current relationship between our lich clan and the Kazdel Military Council? Kazdel is the Military Council's headquarters! I know you're getting old and it's inevitable that you'll miss home, but even if you do, you should wait until you've dealt with the important matters that concern your life and property.

"Don't look at me like that. I know what you're thinking. I'm not senile. I know full well that the relationship between the Military Committee and our Lich Clan is delicate, but it's not an irreconcilable conflict. You have to understand that the only thing targeting us from the beginning was the personal opinions of the Lords of the Royal Court, such as Tracys and Dukare. From the information we've received from the Dead Souls, we can tell you that the power they currently hold is basically limited to the top brass of their Military Committee, and none of their plans against the Lich Clan have ever left the committee.

After all, if this plan were to reach the common Sarkaz, resentment would inevitably simmer. If the Chairman could treat the lich in this way, then he could also treat the other royal courts and clans in the same way, which would naturally lead to dissatisfaction. This would be inconsistent with Tracy's and his group's goal of uniting all the Sarkaz. Therefore, even if we returned to Kazdel with the lich, Tracy would not, and indeed could not, attack us. Nor would he treat the lich unfairly for selfish reasons. After all, we are returning under the guise of building our homeland."

When Fremont finished speaking, a smile appeared on his lips. He seemed to have seen the frustration of Tracys, who was looking at him angrily but couldn't do anything to him because of his conspiracy.

But then he thought about what the brother and sister Tracy and Theresa had done in the past 200 years. If he really brought the lich back to rebuild Kazdel, perhaps it would be exactly what Tracy wished for.

After all, the liches who built Kazdel can be regarded as returning to the Sarkaz race. Even if they do not agree with Tracy's leadership, they are finally united with the Sarkaz again. He is even more happy to see this result in obtaining General Tracy.

When he thought of this, Frémont's heart suddenly went from being happy and cheerful to feeling depressed.

This feeling is really frustrating. No matter whether I resist or not, things will seem to go according to what Tracy wants.

"Actually, there's no need to be so anxious. I know what Miss Ermengarde is trying to say, but I regret to tell you that Canaan's current population seems to have reached its limit. The last time I saw Miss Talora, she was even considering expanding to fixed settlements, or villages, around the city. The space within the city is already insufficient, and Canaan is currently forced to stop accepting infected people from outside.

But don't be discouraged. We can talk to the Doctor and the others after we get back. I believe the Doctor will have a solution."

Amiya, you really have confidence in the Doctor.

Not only was Ermengarde frustrated by being interrupted by her teacher, but she was also frustrated the next second when Amiya told her that the method she had thought of was completely ineffective. But then she couldn't help but sigh that Amiya had great confidence in Ark. It seemed that no matter what difficulties she encountered today, she believed that Ark had the ability to solve them.

What kind of magic potion did the man give to the little rabbit to gain such trust?

A big question mark emerged in Ermengarde's mind.

"So before this problem is officially resolved, the Lich Clan..."

"I know this was a hasty decision, so I gave the tribesmen plenty of time to pack up. It's just a matter of staying in Leithania for a while longer, which is not a problem at all."

If the Doctor could propose a method to properly resettle the tribe members without returning to Kazdel, Flemont would consider accepting it.

It's just that he originally agreed to leave Leitania with the intention of returning to build Kazdel, but now because of this guy Tracys, he doesn't want to go back at all, which makes Fremont very annoyed.

If he had the chance, he would definitely use the blackboard whip he usually used to teach his students to spank that guy Tracys.

When the word "student" flashed through his mind, Frémont's eyes swept over Ermengarde, making the latter shudder.

However, in the next moment, Frémont's expression became lonely, and he thought of someone.

"Little Devil."

"Ok?"

Little Devil, this is a very unique name that Fremont calls her.