People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

What does it mean to be a king?

For many people on this land, the word "king" is a distant concept to them. If one day someone tells them that they can become king, how will they react?

They would probably express doubt at first, and then be ecstatic once they were sure that it was indeed true.

After all, the king represents power, supreme power. As long as it is within his own country, the king's power is relatively unlimited.

Delicious food, fine wine, money and high-quality opposite sex that he had never dared to imagine before, all of these will fall into his arms. No matter how you think about it, this is a very dreamy and beautiful thing.

But does being a king really only represent endless resources and enjoyment? Of course not, there are also responsibilities. Although Amiya is still young, she still understands the heavy responsibility of being a king. This is one of the reasons why she is now in such a complex situation and is unable to see through the confusion.

And this responsibility is far greater than that of an ordinary king. After all, every decision she makes may affect the future development of this land. She wanted to be the King of Kindness, but in the future she became the Mad King. When the "her" deep in her heart asked Amiya a question, Amiya had no idea how to answer her question.

But in fact, the real difficulty is not to answer this question. Amiya knows how to respond to the other self in her heart. She has learned so much from Fang Zhou, so how could she not know how to face this kind of problem?

But just like Theresa said, those were just big truths that Amiya used to fill the gap in her own experience. Everyone can say big truths, and big truths are certainly useful, but these things could not convince Amiya herself, especially when "Amiya" pointed out her empty nature. To be honest, Amiya was a little defensive.

This is different from what happened when Helhunzollon pointed it out. Although Helhunzollon pointed out the fact that she was just an empty shell with the potential to become a king, and Amiya also admitted this, this is far less hurtful to Amiya than when she pointed at her nose and told that she was just an empty shell.

So from then until now, Amiya has been a little depressed, but because of the good news that Ark brought back Theresa and the latter was completely resurrected, and the interruption of Skadi's affairs, Amiya has never shown it too much.

But now, facing Theresa alone, Amiya found it difficult to maintain her composure.

So after Theresa said so much, she naturally told Theresa about her current confusion.

Theresa patted Amiya's head, looked at the little rabbit tenderly, and then spoke.

"Amiya, listen to me, about this matter..."

Hearing Theresa say this, Amiya raised her head and looked at Theresa hopefully, but when she saw Amiya's eyes, Theresa suddenly took back the words of persuasion that she was about to say.

No, that's not right. I can't tell Amiya directly like this.

Theresa stared at Amiya with eyes that demanded an answer from her. Although this was understandable, Theresa was still prepared to give Amiya a shot of defense.

"Amiya, you don't have to rush to answer this question."

"Ugh?"

Amiya was a little surprised to hear Theresa say this. She originally thought that Theresa would explain to her how she became king and what kind of psychological changes she went through to get to where she is today, but she never expected to get such an answer from Theresa.

"Why king, Amiya? You don't need to answer. Or rather, as a king, you don't need to answer such questions at all. Rather than asking why you should be king, Amiya, the question you need to ask yourself at this stage is, 'What kind of king do you want to be?' Whether you become a tyrant or a benevolent emperor, that's entirely up to you. You don't need to worry about the questions of others.

You only have one goal that requires a firm mind to achieve. That goal exists in your heart and in the ideal you have always expected. You can think about any questions about this ideal, but never let such questions shake your ideal.

You should only consider the opinions of others, even if they are the answers to your questions given by the people you trust most. Don't believe everything they say. Don't always seek help from others when you encounter problems, and don't forget that there are people around you who support and accompany you when you are on a difficult road.

The little rabbit nodded after hearing what Theresa said, and then looked at Theresa in front of him.

"So, Miss Theresa, what should I do now? I only chose to become king because of the Doctor's words. I am an empty shell filled with other people's ideals and principles. Can I really continue..."

"Shh..."

Theresa put her index finger over Amiya's mouth, preventing the little rabbit from continuing.

"Don't underestimate yourself, Amiya. Let me ask you, how did the Doctor convince you to become king?"

"I……"

Amiya's eyes flickered in her mind as she recalled the scene when Ark stood in front of her, explaining the matter of Oma Zi-O to her and telling her the mysteries of history and time.

"The Doctor told me then... that only when I became Oma Zi-O would this land truly become its most beautiful. A new era without the dangers of oripathy, without the oppression of the lower classes by high-ranking figures, without the intrigue between people, a new era where everyone could be happy and blessed! That's what the Doctor told me."

Theresa smiled. Amiya's thoughts made her more certain that the little rabbit in front of her was the one she knew, the kind girl who always followed her around wanting to hear stories.

It is precisely because of this kindness and the strength hidden beneath the kindness that she chooses to pass on her crown to the other party.

"So, did you become king because you wanted to rule this land? Was it because you were so eager to fight for power that you were willing to wage war? Or was it because you lost someone important, and your anger clouded your mind, causing a wave of delusion to sweep across the land?"

"Of course not!"

Amiya argued, looking at Theresa with bright eyes.

"I became king because..."

"It's because you hope that this land will become a better place, and that everyone on this land can have their own happiness and future. Right?"

Theresa said with a smile.

"Yeah that's right."

Amiya sat down and looked at the two moons outside the window, seemingly thinking about what Theresa had just said.

"So those questions and inquiries are completely groundless, aren't they?"

"Ugh?"

After hearing Theresa's next answer, Amiya turned her head to look at her in a daze.

"Because what sustains you on this path is never the great principles and ideas instilled in you by others, but your own hopes for the future of this land, your expectations for a better future for all living beings on this land. These are your own from beginning to end, born from your own inner ideals, not fillers given to you by others."

Amiya didn't seem to expect that there could be such an explanation, and looked at Theresa in surprise.

In a place she hadn't noticed, in the mirror in the living room.

"Amiya" was hugging her chest inside, staring at Amiya outside with a scrutinizing look. The next second, she seemed to notice the gaze from the fan's eyes, and disappeared without a trace after a cold snort. The scene in the mirror also returned to normal.

"Besides, who said that a king cannot become king because of the expectations of others?"

Amiya's eyes flickered. She seemed to have some kind of enlightenment while looking at Theresa, and along with this enlightenment, there was a golden light that flashed in her eyes from time to time.

"You walked the most difficult path of this land, supported by your ideals. You led those behind you to strive for that ideal, for that future. Their ideals supported yours, and your ideals opened up the future of the land. During this time, someone said, 'Become king, Amiya. Only by becoming king can you better realize your ideals and ambitions, and make this land a better place.' You answered the expectations of those who followed you and wore the crown. There was nothing wrong with that. I did the same."

Theresa said this, a hint of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

“At that time, both Tracy and I were recognized by the Black Crown. Perhaps we would have created a new history, and a triune demon king would have been born in Sarkaz. But my brother, Tracy, placed the complete Black Crown on my head. He crowned me.

I also became king carrying the expectations and ideals of others, Amiya, do you understand?"

Amiya sat upright on the sofa, with golden light flashing in her eyes.

Silence spread in the living room, but Theresa did not feel uncomfortable. She knew that Amiya would figure it out. She was a smart child, but she encountered the problem that every king would encounter at an inopportune time, that is, doubts from others and herself.

Such examples have occurred in other kingdoms and even empires. Faced with the questioning of his ministers and the doubts of powerful officials, the helpless and powerless young emperor could only hand over his crown and power to complete a dynastic power change and save his own life.

Such incidents are not unrecorded in the history of the distant southern empire, and are even more common among local kings and chiefs.

However, Amiya is lucky that she does not have to face such a cruel and purely political struggle. She has herself, Kal'tsit and the Doctor to support her, and there are also many other people who are willing to stand behind her and support her.

So now, he is not facing doubts from his own people, but questions from the enemy and from himself.

So, Amiya, give your own answer.

As Theresa expected, Amiya slowly opened her eyes, with brilliant golden light shining in them.

"call--"

After taking a long breath, Tracys looked at the twin moons in the distant night sky.

This operation failed. Although we did obtain a driving watch head and saved an alien fighter on our side, this cannot cover up the fact that it was a failure.

The surging power in the Fire Demon's watch stimulated the power of the alien Fire Demon in his body.

Zi-O holds the normal history, while his alien counterpart, Zi-O, holds the alien history.

All aliens that have ever appeared on this land can be controlled by him, and he can call upon the power of aliens anytime and anywhere.

When he was in Longmen, Dukare mastered the power of the alien blood demon, and at the same time absorbed the normal blood demon's control surface to complete the fusion of alien history and normal history, and burst out with more powerful power.

However, although this power is strong, it is also unstable. However, this is not a problem for Tracys at all. After all, he is the alien Zi-O, and the power of Zi-O can completely do this.

"It's not all in vain, is it?"

'Theresa' appeared in front of Theresis, who looked at her coldly with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"You failed again."

"Ah, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, you should all be aware of the Doctor's power. Back in Londinium, where history was distorted, if I hadn't arrived in time, you, Nezrai, and the Shapeshifters would have perished long ago. This time, I was able to hold him in the sky until you could deal with Amiya. You really should give me some credit."

She didn't find it difficult to accept losing to that man at all, which made Tracy breathe a sigh of relief. The golden Originium lines in his eyes flashed, and Tracy's eyes swept across Theresa's heart.

No more.

The tall Sarkaz man looked up at the night sky, and the Fire Demon in his hand, which was releasing high heat and constantly resisting his power, roared loudly throughout Londinium, but was soon suppressed by the purple light and slowly sank into Tracys' body while whimpering.

call! !

Flames burned on the surface of his body, and distorted history and normal history intertwined and merged in his body into a spiral shape like DNA, merging into the depths of Tracy's body.

This is the complete history of the Balrog.

Although the other half's will was twisted in their hands, after the fusion, the terrifying power of the Punishment Clan and the Fire Demon King that once swept across the earth was still revealed in front of Tracys.

"It's truly astonishing! If you make good use of this power, those great dukes out there might not be your match at all, right?"

"Even if I don't absorb the power of the Fire Demon's watch, I can still deal with those little cats and dogs outside."

With the power of the alien Zi-O alone, Tracys can easily do this. For him who controls the power of time, beheading is as easy as Tathagata suppressing the Monkey King.

"So, my sister's soul has left your body. What should I call you, then, Unknown Will?"

Tracy looked at Theresa with a sharp gaze, which made the latter narrow her eyes slightly, and the light of Originium flashed in her eyes.

"I see. Really? I shouldn't have given you so much. As for my name, you can call me Precious. I'm the same kind as that Doctor."

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Chapter 435 Lynx Tail

"The Doctor and I are of the same kind."

Tracy's mind came to the man with no obvious racial features, who always wore a coat and a hood.

similar……

Recalling the powerful figure I saw in Londinium, the demon pillar that blocked out the sky and the terrifying malice, is the person in front of me really the same as that person?

"But I'm surprised you were able to sense something was wrong with me. The influence I exerted on you through the Originium shouldn't be visible."

Precious always kept that smile, but at this moment, the smile revealed a bit of mechanical feeling, as if it was just a pre-set program, completely lacking the previous sense of life.

"Just like you said, you gave me too much."

A mark that was almost identical to the Originium symbol in Priseth's eyes appeared in Tracy's eyes. Priseth was speechless for a moment, then revealed an expression of surprise.

“It really gave me some unexpected surprises.”

"The will within the Originium. You underestimated the tenacity of the Sarkaz."

Precious stopped talking, and Tracy stared into her eyes, his memory drifting away into the distant future in disorder.

Before the Demon King's fatal blow was about to take his life, It was Theresa who stood in front of him.

No, perhaps Thearesia at that time had already experimented with the will of the Originium that called itself Prissius.

After all, from that time on, he had seen the Originium symbol flashing in the other party's eyes. It was at the very end, when his consciousness traveled through time and space to return to the present, at the moment when Theresa's body was hit by Zi-O's power and began to collapse, the alien Zi-O driving watch head and the alien Shadow Demon driving watch head were stuffed into his hands.

However, when I woke up and found myself back here, the Alien Zi-O's driving indicator had become blank. It was only later that it became the Alien Zi-O's driving indicator. I guess that was when the Demon King awakened.

So it was from that time that he began to feel a sense of disharmony when he saw Theresa. Even though Precious had used the Originium to interfere with his cognition, Theresa's will was not so easily shaken. It was just that it took a little longer to strengthen his will.

From the time Ducarei died at Longmen until now, Tracy finally saw that there was no trace of Theresa in the other party's body. Thinking of the other party's previous battle with the Doctor, and thinking of the latter's relationship with his sister, Tracy felt that the time had come and there was no need to continue to play dumb with the unknown will in front of him.

"Your confession is meaningless. I'm not completely confident I can defeat the Doctor, but all you have in your hands is the Alien Zi-O and a complete Balrog. I even gave you the former. You have no chance of winning, Regent of the Sarkaz."

Precious's tone softened. She felt that Tracy's confession would have no positive effect other than alienating the relationship between the two and causing a rift in their originally perfect cooperation. It was simply the completely unnecessary sensibility of living things at work.

Was he trying to stand up for his sister? It was completely unnecessary. With their current target in sight, such a simple act of revenge was completely untenable. Unless Tracy could single-handedly withstand the Doctor's pressure and seize the Zi-O pilot's dial, that possibility had already been proven impossible. To defeat the Ark with the current strength of Londinium was simply a fantasy.

Even though they once had complete combat power, with the Blood Demon Lord, the Shapeshifter Cluster and the Scavenger King, they did not even have the ability to resist when facing the Evil that had already used up all the evil at that time and released the First Evil.

As for the power of the First Evil, judging from the secret key that Ark used at that time and the opponent's extremely ostentatious roll call in the subsequent battle, Ark has at least six such powers.

Therefore, Precious could be absolutely sure that Tracy would not have such thoughts at all. On the contrary, after realizing that something was wrong with his identity and hearing what he said, Tracy would probably come to him for help. After all, only in this way would they have high-end combat power that could barely compete with the Ark.

Tracy's later decision completely verified the correctness of Priss's thoughts, and Tracy chose to continue cooperating with Priss.

"The premise of our cooperation is simply to preserve the survival of the Sarkaz and the will of the Originium. I hope you won't forget this."

"I won't. After all, like you, I also need the Sarkaz to... continue to survive."

There was a purple glow in Priseth's eyes, accompanied by the golden light of the Originium, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in his tone. This feeling made Tracy narrow his eyes slightly. For the first time in his life, he felt a trembling feeling, but it was not an instinct caused by fear, but simply from the deliberate oppression of the will in front of him.

"You can't defeat the Doctor, what else do you want to do?"

"Hehe, if you can't beat her, then don't fight. Who said that you have to defeat little Amiya head-on in order to defeat her?"

Tracy looked at Precious thoughtfully with empty eyes.