People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

If he could obtain this power, the Dead Soul felt that he no longer needed the so-called Shard Building. He could directly use his witchcraft and this body to deal a fatal blow to the mobile city from the sky.

He could even possess himself directly in the mobile city, manipulating this pinnacle of human civilization born in the Crystallization Age, and crushing civilization itself under its wheels.

I have to say, the dead soul was moved.

It was impossible not to be moved. This powerful force was right before his eyes, and the resonance between him and its spirit seemed to be constantly calling on him to take it over and use this powerful force to trample all those stupid furry little animals that had bullied the Sarkaz under his feet.

Contained within that power is a distorted history and all the hatred, anger, and resentment that stem from that distorted history.

If it were in the past, the dead soul might have taken the driving watch without any hesitation, because the will expressed in this power coincided with his own.

However, out of caution for the woman in front of him, the Dead Soul did not take it immediately.

"We are indeed a bit short of manpower right now. Today, we rely on Tracys, the Scavenger King, and the Heartthrob Chalk Lord. High-level combat power is too scarce. I didn't give this control dial to you before because you had more important responsibilities, but now there is no room for such excuses. Elder Dead Souls, we need you to take over this control dial for the Sarkaz and Kazdel, and make a contribution to our joint fight against the Demon King and the cause of protecting the Sarkaz."

That's nice to say.

Talking about more important responsibilities is just nonsense to coax the old man. As for fighting against the Demon King together, after defeating the Demon King, the woman in front of him will probably directly start the so-called Originium Project and turn this land into an exquisite specimen under the Originium.

Although he scoffed at what Precious said in his heart, Dead Soul pretended to be calm on the surface.

"Humph, you only remembered me when you were short of manpower. I never heard you mention such a thing when Dukare and the others were here."

The dead soul's tone was filled with sarcasm, but Precious didn't care.

It was just some sarcastic sarcasm. Thinking back to the time before he turned into Originium, he had been ridiculed countless times by that guy Ed because of the Originium Project. He was even called a surrenderist. After all, in the eyes of some people, the Originium Project's future planning was naturally quite conservative compared to the plans proposed by others that showed more of a desire to explode with that thing.

However, in today's land, the only plan that still has a chance to proceed is his Originium plan. How ironic.

Oh, no, and Ed later changed the underlying logic of the Heaven's Fulcrum and created a magical country like Lateran. Maybe they also have hope, but it's not big. After all, what can a group of "angels" who can only obey the orders of artificial intelligence and can't even reach the sky do?

To Him who can destroy a civilization in an instant, even the super artificial intelligence that once controlled planet-destroying weapons is nothing more than a small reptile. He does not need to care about it at all.

Oh, and that Deep Blue Tree that Luo created? Humph, it's out of control now. It's a gestalt-like life form that can evolve infinitely. But without the queen's command, what interesting things can this group of marine life come up with? Haha, that's not important.

Now what’s important is…

Seeing the dead soul taking the alien driving watch from his hand, Prises' eyes showed strange colors.

"Thank you for making the right choice. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future."

Precious said this, looked at the dead soul meaningfully, and then disappeared from the dead soul's sight.

call--

It was really scary.

The dead soul breathed a sigh of relief.

When Priseth arrived, he thought he'd been discovered and was out to settle accounts with him. Fortunately, despite his somewhat strange attitude, he'd only given him a strange driving watch.

But we have to take action here. Nie Ci Lei has not come here during this period. It seems that he is commanding the legion to take over Victoria's land.

After losing the eight dukes, some of the small nobles who were originally dependent on the grand dukes have begun to flee in panic, while others have begun to think about whether to take advantage of this opportunity to make a big move.

But no matter what, Victoria has now entered the era of the greatest division in history. If there is no deus ex machina like a strong man descending from the sky to rectify the situation, Victoria will probably soon be in name only.

Because soon, when Niecilei has completed the integration of the territories of the eight dukes, judging from their thoughts, they will probably announce the news of the re-establishment of Kazdel. As for why the establishment of Kazdel was announced in the Iron Palace, after all, the Gallic Empire has become history, and Lingones is no longer there, so they can only make do in the Iron Palace in Londinium.

By then, the nations that see the Sarkaz's actions will surely become more vigilant once again.

Although the powerful nations today all look down on the Sarkaz and spit on Kazdel, the fear that has been passed down from ancient times has made this country actually hang like the sword of Damocles over the heads of other nations.

If Kazdel shows signs of recovery, he must be suppressed and eliminated immediately.

This has almost become an unspoken rule among other Terran countries.

But this time it's different, this time it's really different.

In this great war, the winner will only be born from those two people, and no matter who it is, it will not be a good thing for other countries. But for the Sarkaz, no matter who wins, it will be a new life.

"Oh right, Elder Dead Soul."

"what?"

Precious's return suddenly made the dead souls' nerves tense.

Well, although he has no nerve now.

"During this time, Dagar has been sent south to search for other royal courts and prepare to have them return to the Sarkaz family. I have also sent Manfred back to Kazdel. Kazdel will soon be heading to Londinium. So, prepare for the next step in the next few days."

As Prisseth spoke, the dead souls listened silently to their next move. At the beginning, they listened carefully and asked a few questions, but later they remained quiet and silent.

"Do you understand? We have only one goal for this operation. Everything else is secondary."

"Got it. There's no need for you to continue lecturing me."

The dead soul still spoke to Theresa in the same tone as before, but the more he looked at the woman's face, the more doubts he felt in his heart.

"You know that's the best, and hopefully everything will go well for us then."

This time, when Precious left, the dead soul expanded his soul and carefully sensed the surroundings. After confirming that the former had really left, he thought about the other party's behavior during his two visits.

"...hiss, the code. I can't have really been discovered, right? Then why did that woman tell me all this? To let me pass on false information to Rhodes Island? But I really can't not tell Rhodes Island about this information. What if... oh, damn this chain of suspicion. If that's the case, I can just tell Rhodes Island about their plan and the fact that I've been discovered. Oh, and if it really doesn't work out, I can just run away. As for Nieci Lei... if I really am discovered, I probably won't have the chance to talk to him. Yeah, time to run."

Chapter 452: The dead souls have arrived on the island, and W has changed his name, so what's next...

"So, the dead soul ran away."

Tracy looked at the airship in front of him, which was supposed to be the landing place for them to build after a year of hard work, but was now empty. He spoke expressionlessly.

"That's right, but isn't this exactly what we expected? Last time, when you were still brawling passionately, I already sensed the Elder Dead Soul's movements on Rhodes Island. That guy thought that as long as his consciousness fragments were tiny enough, he could evade my perception. He really underestimated me."

Although Precious was still smiling, there was no trace of smile in his eyes.

As someone who has become one with the Originium, holds the highest authority over the Originium, and controls the Sea of ​​Solaris on the Terra continent, she can be said to be almost a god. Naturally, the tricks of the dead souls cannot escape her detection.

The previous tug-of-war with the Dead Souls was just a show, in order to get the Dead Souls to convey their plan back to Rhodes Island. This was almost the same as the conclusion the Dead Souls had reached at the time. Their real goal must be different from what the Dead Souls conveyed back. Otherwise, wouldn't they be fools?

As for passing back false information, then slandering the dead souls as their spies, and then bringing the other party back, Precious disdains to use this trick. She also doesn't believe that Ark can't see it. This little trick is completely unnecessary for them to use. Moreover, the other side now has the Whiplash to control the watch. It is very simple for them to find out whether a person is lying or not.

"so……"

"Just do what we agreed to do before. As for the goal, if you still have the energy, you can expand it a little bit. You must ensure that we bring back what we really want. There must be no mistakes."

Tracy closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his originally turbulent emotions had returned to calm.

"I see."

"Speaking of which, have you thought about how you're going to face your sister on Rhodes Island? After all, for the two of you, this meeting is a true reunion."

The pink pupils glanced at Precious, but the latter's face was full of sincerity, without any trace of ridicule or other sarcasm.

These two guys are really alike. It's frustrating to say that they have low emotional intelligence or they are sincere to others.

"That's not necessary."

Tracy's voice was unexpectedly calm. Although she had some understanding of the character of the man in front of her, this kind of meeting between close relatives was still quite important to her, just like her meeting with Fang Zhou. Although each time they inevitably faced opposing positions and struggles, she enjoyed every time she spent with him, even if they fought each other, it made her feel happy.

"We once swore to each other that if one day the path I took ran counter to hers, then for the future of our race, we would neither hold back nor hesitate."

When mentioning what happened in the past, a trace of fluctuation finally flashed across Tracy's eyes. The resolute expression and decisive words of his former sister in front of him seemed to still echo in his ears.

"When that happens I won't hesitate, I will kill you."

But why did you end up killing yourself?

Tracy asked himself, but he was the one who broke the agreement first, so he softened his heart.

After all, they were blood relatives who had shared a hundred years of life together. How could one have such a hard heart to wield a blade against one of their loved ones? Perhaps her own ideals were not strong enough. What was Theresa thinking at that time?

"I was weak more than once during that war, but not this time."

The purple light suppressed the flickering golden light in his eyes. Tracy turned his head to look at the woman behind him who was wearing his sister's skin and snorted coldly.

"If Theresa doesn't agree with me, I will tear her soul apart with my own hands this time."

Tracy said so, but Precious would not believe what this man said.

Although they had only been together for a few months, he had already seen through the true nature of the man in front of him. Theresis was not weak, he just cared too much about his family. He had clearly had the idea of ​​opposing Theresis and even the power to kill his sister a long time ago, but he still chose to obey out of trust in his family.

It has been said long ago that he does not believe in Theresa's ideals, he just believes in Theresa.

Thinking about it this way, Theresa is really a sinful woman.

Precious curled his lips, waved his hand and condensed a source stone mirror, looking at the face of the body he occupied in the mirror.

Judging from the current aesthetic taste of Terran humans on Earth, Theresa can be considered as a top-notch talent. However, if judged by the aesthetic taste of the civilized people in the past, Theresa is already a T0-level beauty, but her figure is a little disappointing and there is still some gap compared to her own body.

"No wonder the Doctor is obsessed with you. Besides the fact that your ideals overlap, could this face also be one of the reasons?"

"what are you saying?"

Tracy looked at Priss with some confusion. He felt like he had heard something wrong just now.

"Nothing, you're just telling me why I hate your sister."

Divine gold.

Tracy looked at her deeply, then turned and left without saying anything else.

And Precious remained where he was, looking at himself in the Originium mirror. A sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a flash of evil in his eyes as he looked at Theresa.

"I'll give you a surprise next time we meet... Theresa, and the Doctor."

While Tracy and Priseth were harboring their own ulterior motives, Rhodes Island seemed to be filled with joy.

Because in their team, another person of the level of the Lord of the Royal Court has joined them. Although this Lord of the Royal Court had entered their team in the form of a clone a long time ago, he was still cautious at that time. But now it is different.

The dead soul still possessing the airship brought its massive body to rest on the deck of Rhodes Island.

After thinking about running away, Dead Soul did not hesitate any longer. He was not a fussy person. Since he had already decided to run away, he should not hesitate. If he hesitated for a long time, and something happened and he could not run away, it would be a disaster.

Fang Zhou, Kal'tsit, Amiya and others were standing on the deck to welcome the Lord of the Royal Court who had joined their big family.

"Welcome to Rhodes Island, Mr. Dead Soul."

This was the first time Amiya saw the current appearance of the Dead Souls. This huge airship was loaded with densely packed spell units. The connections and designs between the various spells were so confusing that even Logos would feel a bit dazed to see them.

Shining recognized that these spells were undoubtedly cast by his father, the current leader of the Absolutioners, the demon who possessed his children's bodies in order to achieve immortality.

The dead soul looked closely at the little rabbit in front of him in the airship. Although he had already had basic communication with the alien demon king in the form of the soul-soothing nail, this occasion should be regarded as his first formal meeting with the demon king, so he decided to observe the demon king carefully.

"No need for politeness. You should already know the reason why I have completely left the Kazdel Military Council this time, right? I have already told you through the trace of consciousness I left in Frémont."

When observing Amiya in front of him with his own body, the dead soul more intuitively felt the great power in her body that he could not resist at all. Is this power the basis for him to become the devil king who is arbitrary and suppresses the world for eternity as described by Fang Zhou?

If this power could be truly mobilized by the Custer girl in front of her, perhaps all the problems on this land would no longer be worth her attention.

"Yes, Doctor, before you came here, you told us why you suddenly chose to return to Rhodes Island at this time. So, are you sure that Priss already knows your identity?"

The dead soul snorted coldly, and recalled the inexplicable yet meaningful smile of Priseth when he faced him. He felt a chill spread from the depths of his soul to his entire body.

"I can't be sure about that, but I'm about 70% sure. I can tell there's something wrong with the way that woman looks at me. It's been ages since I last felt that look, that look that saw through me so thoroughly."

Far Chaser, yes, this kind of eyes that can see through me from head to toe, the last time I saw it was when I was not yet a dead soul.

But perhaps it was also because I was the most immature at that time, and had not yet become an old man who has lived for more than 13,000 years like I am now.

"So I think if I don't run away, the next time we meet will probably be when I'll be completely in Londinium. Plus, my plan to persuade Nezrae has been shelved. He's been sent by Tracys to take over the mobile cities around Londinium. It's a bit difficult for them to take over all of Victoria right now, but they can still control Londinium and some of the surrounding mobile cities."

The bottom line is that there are too few managers. There are not a few troops under the command of Tracys and the Scavenger King, but having a large number of people under their command does not mean that there are many people with management skills. After all, among these Sarkaz, even those who graduate from elementary school are considered to have a high level of education. Although academic qualifications are not equal to management ability, it still cannot stop the shortage of managers among the Sarkaz today.

There is no way to form an effective civil service system. Even if you swallow up more territory, you will eventually spit it out for various reasons. In this case, just pick out the part you can eat and eat it first. As for the rest, they will end up in the stomach of the Sarkaz sooner or later, so there is no need to rush.

"So I concluded that Netzrei wouldn't be able to come back anytime soon. After considering all factors, I gave up trying to convince him."

At this point, a red light suddenly flashed on the airship that the dead soul was attached to, and then an orange-red control dial flew directly towards Amiya.

"Is this the Alien Driving Watch Head?"

Amiya took the driving watch head and looked at the hideous face on it and the twisted power inside, and immediately understood what it was.

"This was given to me by that woman before I left. It's a dead soul's alien control watch. Don't you have the ability to restore the alien control watch to a normal control watch? In that case, it's yours."

The dead soul said this, without any trace of nostalgia for that power in his tone.

"You don't choose to keep this power? After all, the power of aliens is still quite strong."

Recalling that when he was in the tower, he faced the alien blood demon, the alien shapeshifter, the alien scavenger and the alien Zi-O transformed by Tracys. Four alien warriors served him at the same time. Do you think this is a small blessing?

But now when I think about it, I was able to keep my body intact under the siege of four alien warriors. I am so awesome. Oh no, I should say that my good student is really capable.

By the way, where's Ermengarde? Did she go to Canaan? I saw her this morning.

It was not until now that Fremont remembered that his student seemed to have not been by his side since the beginning. He turned around to look for her but could not see her among the crowd. He could only give up for the time being and contact her later.

"I dare not use this power. God knows if that woman left any backdoors in it. I've seen many cases in my life where people used power given by others, only to be controlled by them and suffer tragedy. You have the ability to change it, so I'm confident in handing it over to you. This also saves me from having to use that blank header to extract my history and hand it over to you. Killing two birds with one stone, isn't that wonderful?"