People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

The Dead Souls were active in various places on this continent a long time ago. It is said that they were hunting for their compatriots everywhere and used them to build a wonder called the Soul Furnace for what is now Kazdel. It became the source of energy for the sinful city called the Demon City by the Sakotas.

They even do not spare their own compatriots and burn them to obtain energy for their own city. This is an act of evil that even the most heinous person cannot commit.

But Andorn's thinking is different from that of his compatriots.

What kind of difficult situation would force these people, who should be the same as other races on this earth, to struggle to survive at the cost of sacrificing their compatriots as fuel?

If such an idea were expressed, Andon would probably be regarded as a rebellious Sakota.

The Shapeshifter, the androgynous-looking man standing in front of Andorn, is said to be the strangest of the ten royal courts of the Sarkaz.

The Shapeshifter Cluster, that should be its real name.

He was the only one in the entire royal court, or rather, they were the only ones. So no matter whether the shapeshifter standing before you was the real one or just one of his clones, there was no doubt that they were all the lords of the shapeshifter court.

The Sarkaz have been ravaged on this land for thousands of years. Everyone thinks they are just a group of weak people who have lost their homes and become displaced. However, An Duan, a race that has been able to survive for thousands of years under the terrible situation of siege by various countries, does not think they are weak.

On the contrary, many people think that the Sarkaz are quite powerful, which is also a view shared by the top leaders within Lateran. However, in such a long time, no one has been able to truly understand the strength of the Sarkaz, and the war two hundred years ago has lost its reference value.

However, although there is no way to know the true strength of these Lords of the Royal Court, Andon knows clearly that no matter whether the Lords of the Royal Court are powerful enough to make the Terra countries wary, at least their strength should be strong enough to make him fully vigilant.

"Fremont, it seems that in this land, my name seems to be slightly more effective and more resounding than yours."

The pride in the shapeshifter's tone was not concealed at all, which made Old Wu curl his lips. Even though he felt a little unwilling in his heart, judging from Andorn's current reaction, the shapeshifter's reputation was indeed greater than that of an old man who had lived in Leithania for hundreds of years.

Or rather, in his resume, the things that the Shapeshifter had done were far worse than those of this old lich.

In their quest for the meaning of survival, shapeshifters have conducted more than one social experiment.

There were more than just the 20 sovereign states on Terra. For example, in the land of Minos, there was once an ancient country called Agamemnon, which has now been destroyed. There are very few records of this country so far, and even in Minoan history books, there is little introduction to this country.

Well, Flemont didn't accuse the shapeshifter of anything, nor did he suggest the possibility of saying anything outrageous, he just thought so, yes, he just thought so.

Noticing Flemont's strange and bizarre eye shapeshifter, a sudden shudder arose.

"You're not thinking of anything strange, are you?"

"What can I think of? I'm just lamenting that maybe I haven't done enough bad things to be as famous as you, the Shapeshifter."

"Hmph, stop putting labels on me. Compared to the blood demon army of the Blood King's Court, I'm already a rare good person in the world. Oh, and we have to get rid of Danso."

"Ducare's brother?"

"Yes, that was the merciful blood demon who was stabbed to death by his own brother."

When the name was mentioned, a hint of emotion appeared in the shapeshifter's eyes.

"He is not as simple as he seems."

After saying this as if he knew nothing, Frémont stopped talking, leaving the shapeshifter looking at the old lich in confusion and silently saying a few riddles in his heart: "People will not die well."

"Mr. Frémont, Shapeshifter, stop chatting over there and come and eat."

Amiya, who was not far away, was already shining with aura. They sat on a small stool, picked up a plate of curry rice, and smiled, calling Fremont and the Transformer in the distance to eat quickly.

"Here we are. Let's go. Instead of thinking about so many trivial things, it's better to have a good meal."

Flemont walked towards Amiya with a smile, while the shapeshifter looked at the old lich's back with some emotion.

"After this death, you seem to have changed a lot."

"I just feel a little old all of a sudden."

The old lich's voice drifted into the shapeshifter's ears.

Ha, a little lich only a few hundred years old actually said he was old in front of his shapeshifter. How dare you, Flemont.

The shapeshifter curled his lips, what's so strange about that?

With more than ten thousand years of life, what has this shapeshifter not experienced on this earth?

In pursuit of the meaning of life, he has experienced almost everything except death. He even experienced the period before death, although he was half-dead.

So why not take the time to truly experience death? After all, it's just one death, and a new life will be born soon after.

After this thought came to his mind, the shapeshifter subconsciously looked at Amiya, who was sitting by the campfire, chatting and laughing with the Liberi and Sakota around her.

Never mind, I'll just wait a little longer. I've already experienced being half-dead, so I'm not that anxious. I'm more interested in seeing the legendary Demon King's power than that.

"Please give me a serving of curry."

The shapeshifter said this as he walked up to Lin Guang's side.

The dinner time was quite pleasant. During the communication with Andon and his companions, Amiya learned the name of their current team.

"Pathfinder".

This is the name of their small group. What they are pursuing is whether there is a way in this world that can save all living beings on this earth from endless suffering.

"We are still in the process of practicing to find the answer."

Although he said this, Andon already had a rather pessimistic attitude at this time.

That is, there is no answer they are looking for on this continent. In order to pursue this answer, they have traveled through Ursus, Victoria, and Letania, but no matter which country, they have not given a real answer that can solve the suffering that the Terra people are currently enduring. All of them revolve around personal interests and are only for their own profit.

Perhaps if I really want to find the answer, I can only ask...

Andon turned his gaze towards Lateran. In that holy city, there was the god that he and all the followers of the Lateran religion believed in.

Perhaps only the omniscient and omnipotent Lord can give me the true answer to this question.

Andon did not hide his thoughts but revealed them all.

"Want to meet the god of your Lateran sect?"

There was a hint of ridicule in Flemont's tone towards Andorn's idea, but everyone present, including Andorn and his followers, were not angry, because they knew that this was just a normal person's psychology, and the person sitting here was a Sarkaz.

"Mr. Frémont, do you think my idea is unacceptable? Putting our only hope on God?"

Andorn looked at Flemont with calm eyes. Through those eyes, Flemont seemed to see an extremely lonely figure holding a torch with a faint flame, walking in the darkness, trying to provide a little faint light for himself and the people around him in this dark earth.

"The one who lights the fire for everyone...?"

"Mr. Frémont, what did you just say?"

Andon's calm eyes reflected Flemont's old face. The old lich shook his head and chuckled, saying it was nothing. However, the nostalgia in his eyes told everyone that he seemed to have thought of someone or something in the past through the Sakota in front of him.

Like Flemont, Amiya's eyes reflected the shadow of Andorn. Listening to the words of this pathfinder who was respected as a pioneer, Amiya suddenly felt her heart itching. After hearing what Andorn had just said, she felt that she seemed to have grasped a certain inspiration, but that inspiration disappeared without a trace the next moment, leaving Amiya unable to even catch its tail.

After the five dishes were finished, the natural disaster in the distance still did not stop. Thunderstorms with hail and cold waves swept across the entire wilderness. Even though it was more than 100 kilometers away, Amiya could still see the Originium crystal cluster rising in the distance.

It’s hard to imagine that even from such a distance, one can see it so clearly. If one really gets close to observe the cluster of source stone crystals, how huge would it be?

Unfortunately, the massive Originium crystals created by natural disasters often contain a large amount of impurities, making them difficult to use as energy sources for mobile cities or other Originium-based technological creations. The resources required to refine them often exceed the resources gained after refining, making it a complete loss-making business. Otherwise, perhaps some truly unscrupulous individuals would consider entering the disaster area after the disaster to unearth those massive Originium crystals.

After dinner, Amiya did not let the Pathfinders clean up the leftovers and kitchen waste. Instead, she pretended to go back to the RV and took out a magical combination of household robots from her treasure bag.

These small robots, which are only the size of Amiya's calf, some hold mops, some hold brooms, and some hold tiny-looking rags and garbage bags. Generally speaking, they look like good helpers for work.

When Amiya appeared with these little robots, the expressions on the faces of the Pathfinders had already become numb.

They no longer cared about how the little girl Carters in front of them took out these four not-so-small machines from the seemingly small off-road RV. In short, they just regarded it as a magical Originium skill. After all, Originium skill could do anything.

After turning on the switches of the four small robots, they immediately took action and cleaned up all the kitchen waste, tableware and kitchen utensils in an orderly manner. The chef among the pathfinders who was very efficient was particularly envious of their work.

If I could have four little robots like this, my daily work would be much easier.

"Good evening, then, Mr. Andone and all the Pathfinders."

After cleaning everything, I looked at the time and saw that it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

If Amiya followed the same schedule as when she was still in Rhodes Island, there was no way she would be able to sleep at this time, especially in the wilderness.

After all, the natural disasters in the distance have not stopped, and the disasters in the wilderness are far more than just natural disasters, such as wild beasts and man-made disasters.

Although Shining said before that he had cleared out some of the wild beasts around, he still had to keep watch. After all, no one could be sure if something unexpected would happen.

In this wilderness, it is never a mistake to remain vigilant.

As for the person to take the night watch, Amiya was the natural choice. She also wanted to take advantage of this time to carefully browse the memories of the previous demon kings in "The Survival of Civilization" to see if there was any way to restrain the Mind Stone technique of the Whiplash.

However, before this thought could be uttered, the shapeshifter interrupted it with a knife.

"Even though you're a demon king, you should behave like children. Chat with Ermengarde and the others, or find some fun games. Take a break and relax. Then go to sleep. Only when you're fully rested can you face any battles at your peak. As for the night watch, leave it to me. As a shapeshifter, I don't need sleep."

Chapter 378: The Enemy's Sword May Not Be Used by Me

The night in the wilderness is always quiet, with only the roar of natural disasters in the distance adding an uneasy restlessness to the silence.

What on earth was that thing, Precious? Although some memories were indeed captured from Amiya's mind, due to the influence of "the survival of civilization", the shapeshifters were unable to obtain many clear memories.

Among these fragments of memory, the part he wanted was obviously not there, which was about Prisseth.

However, from Amiya's attitude at the time, it can be easily deduced that the dominant force in Theresa's body at this time was definitely not the collective consciousness of the Sarkaz as imagined by him and the Lords of the Royal Court such as the Scavenger King, but probably that Prises.

Precious, Precious...what are you?

He recalled that since that day, Theresa seemed to have suddenly gained the power to control the Originium, but at that time he and the other lords of the royal court, including Theresis, did not seem to be surprised by this. It was as if there was a voice in the dark telling him that all this was very normal and there was no need to be surprised.

Speaking of which, after being killed by Amiya once, I could clearly feel a sense of spiritual liberation, as if some shackles that had existed were suddenly untied and left me.

"I see."

The quiet night is more suitable for people to think, and the shapeshifters firmly believe in this.

The natural disaster in the distance became the soundtrack to his thoughts at this moment. The complicated thoughts plucking every string in his brain, coupled with the roar of the natural disaster in the distance, the shapeshifter felt as if he was immersed in some very strange state at this moment.

He suddenly felt as if he was in a dark world, sinking continuously. During this sinking process, he seemed to see a bizarre land.

In this bizarre land, he saw many familiar things.

The king of conquerors soaring in the sky, the golden beast running on the earth, the sage flying between the sea and the sky, and the majestic army coming from east to west.

Why do I think of them?

Those enemies from thousands of years ago have been reduced to ashes with the passage of time. Why do I suddenly think of them?

"Long time no see, shapeshifter."

Suddenly, a voice that made the shapeshifter's hair stand on end sounded from behind him.

"!!!"

Almost at the moment of turning around, the pitch-black stone spear was less than a millimeter away from the shapeshifter's eyes.

The sharp edge made the shapeshifter's body feel the danger of collapse at that moment.

Phew! !

"Ugh!!!"

In the dark night, the shapeshifter covered his eyes and groaned in pain. The strange noise caused messy footsteps to be heard in the RV behind him. Soon the door was pushed open forcefully by Amiya. Looking at the shapeshifter who was sitting on the stone with his face covered and his body trembling, Amiya immediately stepped forward.

"Shaper! Shaper!"

Walking up to the shapeshifter and looking at his painful appearance, Amiya immediately took out the Banshee driving watch head, and took out the time performance pen from behind to embed the driving watch head on it.

“Healing.”

A healing spell is cast upon the shapeshifter.

The wave of pain subsided as a result. The shapeshifter's blurry vision met the pair of blue eyes in front of him. The pain contained in them made Amiya's heart tremble.

"Hold on."

The black crown hovered above Amiya's head. She gently held the shapeshifter's hand, and warm emotions flowed from Amiya's body into the shapeshifter's mind.

"No!"

However, the next second, the shapeshifter broke free from Amiya's hand, holding his head and staggered back a few steps.

"Shaper!"

Amiya looked at the person in front of her with worry and confusion, not understanding why he wanted to break free from her. However, when she just came into contact with the spirit of the shapeshifter, she felt something hot and scorching from it. The tremendous heat made her feel as if she was in a copper steamer for a moment.

"what happened to you?"

Flemont watched the shapeshifter's struggle with caution. Although the two of them usually didn't get along verbally, as the two oldest people in this small team, they still had a sense of mutual respect as elders.

Moreover, as the Lord of the Royal Court, Fremont naturally knew the powerful strength of the Shapeshifter. What on earth could make him suffer so much?

"...It's okay, I'm much better now."

Are you feeling better?

The shapeshifter slowly raised his head, but when everyone saw his face, they didn't think what he said was true.

Pitch-black Originium crystals grew out of the skin under the Transformer's eyes. They were not big, but they were particularly eye-catching in everyone's eyes.