People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

Looking at the alien dead soul driving watch in her hand, Amiya mobilized the power of the devil in her body to slowly permeate the watch in front of her. Under the stimulation of a dazzling golden light, the driving watch in front of her, which originally exuded a distorted feeling, immediately washed away the distorted feeling. The hideous face composed of entangled souls on the dial also turned into an ordinary roaring evil spirit.

Well, actually, there seems to be no change in terms of the scary level, but considering that the prototype of the Sarkaz is not a good guy, there is nothing to worry about.

"Seeing is believing, it's truly a magical power."

Staring at the gradually fading golden light, the dead soul controlled his soul to stop trembling and pretended to be tough to maintain his face as an elder.

"You're too kind. Anyway, welcome to Rhodes Island again, Mr. Dead Soul."

Chapter 453 The Shining: My Dad is Dead

Niecile has been a little distressed recently.

It was obvious that ever since Tracy and Theresa launched an attack on Rhodes Island without telling him, some things had changed irreversibly. The most obvious was Tracy's attitude towards Theresa. Although on the surface there was no change, they were both old hands with hundreds of years of experience. Who could not see that Tracy's attitude towards Theresa was obviously more distant?

And most importantly, there was the recent terrorist attack.

Eight terrifying Originium storms swept across the flagships or territories of the eight Grand Dukes of Victoria. In short, the eight Grand Dukes who were once a source of worry for the Sarkaz have now been buried in the Originium storms.

He once asked Tracy if he had found something to replace the Shard, but Tracy's answer was that he didn't need to know for the time being.

Niezrei was naturally annoyed, but the look that Tracy gave him contained some persuasion, which calmed Niezrei's briefly annoyed mind.

It’s not that I don’t tell myself, but that I can’t tell myself.

There is a secret, and it is a big secret. Tracy's attitude is really a big problem.

But it was obvious that Tracys didn't want to get involved in the secrets here, and it seemed that he was doing it to protect himself.

Are you kidding? As the patriarch of the Withered Royal Court, when did he ever need anyone's protection?

It was only under the urging of reason that Neczrei chose to remain calm and chose to believe in Tracys, the hero who, like himself, had protected Kazdel in the past.

But he needed to know what had made Tracy become like this.

It was obvious that the cause lay with Theresa, but what was wrong with this Theresa? Whether it was her resurrection or the suppression of her will by the Sarkaz souls, he knew all about it and had been involved in almost the entire process. The only process he didn't personally participate in was the Absolvers' resurrection of her.

Hiss... Could it be that there was a problem from the very beginning?

But if that were the case, the pardoners wouldn't have failed to notice, unless...

Thinking of the Sarkaz with white horns, Nezrei was filled with doubts.

It seems that if I want to explore the issue of Theresa, I can't avoid dealing with these disrespectful lunatics.

Niezlei floated in the air and pondered, then decided decisively to visit the leader of the pardoners.

The two had no prior connection, and a sudden visit could easily arouse suspicion. However, as both high-ranking members of the Military Council, it was perfectly acceptable for Neczrei to visit some of the leaders of the Absolution Division to discuss the future of the Sarkaz. This was especially true given Neczrei's high esteem among the Sarkaz. In other countries, he would have been treated as a usurper by their rulers and dealt with, but Neczrei didn't have that risk.

So when the patriarch thought of visiting Quesatusta, he immediately set off.

However, just when he was about to leave, he was suddenly transferred away from Londinium by a transfer order.

Tresis's order was to have the Scavenger King take his army to collect the mobile cities and mobile towns near Londinium, expand the area occupied by the Sarkaz in Victoria, and expand the territory belonging to the Sarkaz.

Occupation, territory.

The attitude expressed by this description is completely different from the previous one.

It seemed that the changes were far more drastic than he had imagined. Although Niezrei felt that the most important thing he should do now was to ask the pardoners about "Theresa", due to various restrictions within the Military Committee, Niezrei could only take his army to the outside of Londinium to consolidate the territory.

But before leaving, he still wrote a letter to Quesatusta and left the seal of the royal court on it to tell the other party how important it was at this time.

only……

"Several days have passed. Even if the leader of the Pardoners delays, I should have received a reply."

At the very least, I should be able to use witchcraft to connect with myself, but now...

Niecilei had a bad feeling in his heart.

pat.

"My premonition came true."

Kwisatusta fell to the ground, his already turbid blood soaking the floor.

In the distance, Salus, one of his creations, had his head and body torn apart, his eyes wide open, and he had lost his breath. Kalika, one of his means, also ended her life in the pitch-black stone.

The blood of the pardoners dyed the palace that originally belonged to Aslan scarlet. There seemed to be a layer of mist appearing here. It was a blood mist, belonging to some pardoners who wanted to resist but did not have time to resist.

"Does Tracy know you're doing this?"

"I came from him."

Precious smiled as he looked at the white-horned Sarkaz in front of him.

To be honest, this guy is a genius. His wisdom really surprised Priseth a little. If he were placed in the previous civilization, he might be able to lead a civilization series of projects. It's a pity that there is no if in this universe or this land.

Moreover, this guy never used his wisdom where it should be used, but only used it to study some inferior technologies.

However, it is precisely the combination of these inferior technologies that can knock on the door to the "origin" and "root".

As expected of the demon king known in history as "Knocker of Doors," if he were allowed to continue his research, he might actually discover a way to reach the "roots" of this land.

"It's a pity that there are no ifs in this land."

After saying this, Precious found a letter from Quisatusta's robe.

"This handwriting is from one of Nezrei's closest confidants. It seems this is a letter from Nezrei to you. Ah, did he notice the problem? How... delightful! Life on this land truly isn't as bleak as I previously thought. Whether it's you, the other heroes of the Sarkaz, or those pioneers of the times in other nations of this land, they all truly shine with their own unique brilliance. What a fascinating story."

Precious swung the letter in his hand, revealing half of his face as he looked at Quesatusta with a sweet smile. However, the latter was in no mood to appreciate the beauty of a woman at this moment. After all, this beautiful woman had just pierced his heart with the Active Originium not long ago.

If only the heart was pierced, Quesatusta could still survive, but he felt another terrifying power in the active source stone. That terrifying power anchored his soul, and as the active source stone disintegrated, the source stone dust spread to every corner of his body.

Although Quesatushita still looks like a complete Sarkaz, his body has long been a mess due to the rampant Originium dust. It can be said that only bones and skin are intact on his body, and the rest have long been turned into meat paste by the Originium.

"However, no matter how brilliantly you shine, it cannot change the fact that you will eventually perish."

Fire came out of nothing, and the letter suddenly began to burn in Priss's hand, eventually turning into a wisp of ash, which drifted away with the wind and melted into the blood on the ground.

Feeling the long-lost death enveloping him, Quesatusta stared into Prises' eyes, and after seeming to sense something different in them, he suddenly began to laugh wildly.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! I see, I see. This is truly incredible."

Quesatusta looked at Priseth with the eyes of a fellow traveler, but this time his eyes were sharper than before, and their penetrating power even passed through Priseth's soul defense line and seemed to see through the other soul under Theresa's skin.

"I'm a little unhappy."

puff!

The blood mist in the palace grew even thicker. Ignoring the corpse lying on the ground, Priss waved his hand, releasing a wave that shook the earth. Under the attack of this wave, the original blood mist began to dissipate visibly, and the Originium that was reborn in the palace shrank back into the earth. Priss's originally unhappy expression also returned to calm.

"Well, while it's certainly more convenient to simply deal with them like this, I didn't expect that Neczrei has already begun to sense that there's something wrong with me, 'Theresa'? Should I put another shackle on his mind?"

Precious thought so, but finally she rejected the idea.

"Forget it. Repeatedly restricting their way of thinking might turn them into fools. Besides, it's extremely cumbersome. So why not choose a simpler method?"

As he said this, Precious produced an Originium crystal from his hand. Something seemed to be twisting and struggling in the dark and translucent Originium crystal.

That was the soul of Quesatusta. Just when his soul was about to return to the indescribable souls, Prisses intercepted it and detained it in the real world.

However, unlike those whose souls were pulled out of corpses and placed in other people's bodies to continue living, Quesatusta's soul was extremely fragile. From Prises' eyes, it could be seen that his soul was already full of cracks.

If a soul that has been broken to this extent uses the trick of possessing a dead body to revive itself, the entire soul will probably be shattered.

Should I praise your good fortune or say something? But it doesn't matter. What matters is that Precious will transform this abominable guy back again.

He threw the Originium in his hand to the ground, and soon a person like the recently deceased Quesatusta stood up from the pool of black liquid that Sakas had melted from the Originium.

Looking at his own work in front of him, Precious curled up the corners of his mouth, then grabbed a handful of randomly shaped source stone fragments from the void and threw them directly on the ground.

Soon, these Originium fragments that fell to the ground underwent the same deformation as the previous Originium under the wave of power swung by Prisses.

One after another, pardoners wearing golden masks and black robes were born from the source stone on the ground.

Looking at the humanoid monsters born from the Originium, which were exactly the same as the Absolvers he had faced before, the smile on Priseth's face became even wider.

"That's it. For the next few days, you will be the Absolvers of Sins of the Kazdel Military Council, and you will be their leader. You will also be the White-Horned Demon King known in history as 'The One Who Knocks on the Door,' understand?"

The Originium puppet in front of him nodded dully, expressing that he understood Priseth's request, and then immediately began to act.

"Oh, that's interesting. This eliminates another unstable factor."

Precious smiled as he looked at Quesatusta's back. If he continued to let Quesatusta go, he would definitely be exposed to the internalized universe. He had not yet obtained the original source stone that had a close connection between Wintersweet and the Sarkaz. If he let Quesatusta enter the internalized universe first before that, something might happen.

The uncertainty factor of Precious must be nipped in the bud, and it must be ensured that its trajectory does not deviate in the slightest.

So how should he deal with Niezilei who has already suspected him?

Just when the soul of Quesatusta was being used as waste by Prises, Shining, who was far away in Rhodes Island, looked towards the direction of Londinium with a sense of sympathy.

"The Shining?"

Lin Guang and Nightingale looked at the Shining in front of them in surprise, who suddenly turned his head to look into the distance.

"Did something happen?"

Lin Guang didn't know why, but he saw Shining suddenly look into the distance and his expression became inexplicably melancholy, and then he looked relaxed again, making people unable to understand what his best friend was thinking.

"..."

Shining looked at Lin Guang and Nightingale in silence for a while, but soon opened his mouth and explained why he suddenly looked over there.

"My father died."

"what?"

Lin Guang and Nightingale both widened their eyes slightly. Although they had been working together for a while, Lin Guang had never been very familiar with Shining's family situation because Shining almost never talked about her past experiences.

As for Nightingale, according to what she said, although she left Kazdel and the Absolver together with Shining, because she had lost her past memories, Nightingale also had no recollection of Shining's family.

So when they heard Shining suddenly say that his father had passed away, they subconsciously froze in place.

"then you……"

"Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

There was a hint of melancholy in Shining's eyes, but when he thought of the CS things that Quesatusta had done over the years, this melancholy immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a sense of relief and excitement.

Behind Shining, seeing that Shining was not sad but excited, a hint of worry flashed in Lin Guang's eyes.

"Father passed away, and Shining is... so happy? Nightingale, don't you think..."

Lin Guang stretched out his index finger and swirled it around his head, causing Nightingale to have several question marks on her head.

Chapter 454: Now that things have come to this, let’s dance first

"Doctor, we still have about an hour's journey before we enter Rutland."

On the bridge of the sailing ship, Fang Ark looked at the distant Holy City of Lateran, where he could already see a glimpse of its shadow.

Compared to ordinary mobile cities, the scale of Lateran City is undoubtedly much larger. If it were to compete for the largest mobile city on this land, Lateran City might be able to compete with the ancient empire in the distant desert.

However, for Lateran, the size of the mobile city is of no importance to them. After all, the real function of Lateran City is to serve as the religious center of Lateranism. It is more important in symbolic terms, just like the Vatican in the original world of the Ark.

However, as the only mobile city in Lateran, the city of Lateran, which is also used for living, still has a considerable residential area, and most of the Sakota live in Lateran.

In addition to the Sakota as the mainstream citizens, Lateran also has many other races, such as the Liberi and even the Filin.

"Come to think of it, I remember you once sneaked in here disguised as a Lateran priest."

As if remembering something, Fang Ark looked at Kal'tsit beside him with a teasing look, but she just rolled her eyes and remained silent, as if she didn't want to mention those memories of the past.

"Hey, Kal'tsit has had this kind of experience? You never told me about it."

On the other hand, Theresa next to her was quite interested in this topic. Her curiosity had been greatly satisfied during her time in Rhodes Island. Here at Ark, she heard a lot of interesting things about Kal'tsit that she had never mentioned before. Although these stories always ended with Kal'tsit threatening Ark not to continue, which made Theresa only listen halfway, it also gave her a deeper understanding of her best friend.

At the same time, she also complained to Kal'tsit that she had hidden so many things from her, and when she saw Theresa looking at her with that look again, Kal'tsit sighed helplessly.

I can't tell you everything, right? Do you want me to tell you that I once assisted a Shah on Sargon's side to ascend the throne? Even now, some descriptions of Kal'tsit can be seen in the murals of that Shah's tomb.

It’s just that the description on the mural is a little abstract.

"As the political and religious center of Lateran, this city truly exudes a sense of holy splendor just by looking at it."

Amiya looked at the holy Lateran in the distance and couldn't help sighing.

There are also some Lateran operators on Rhodes Island. According to their description, their hometown is just like a paradise. People in Lateran don't need to worry about other things. They just need to live happily every day. Of course, work is also necessary. After all, Lateran has not really developed to the advanced level that does not need an economic system. It's just that the working comfort in Lateran is definitely far superior to those countries and cities outside. At least that's what the Lateran operators described after returning from their investigation outside.

For example, the people of Lateran still don’t understand why such a magical thing as unpaid overtime exists in some developed cities outside. If you were in Lateran, if you dared to tell your employees that they could work overtime without pay today, you would have to wait for the notary office to come and take you away the next day.

However, this city, which seems to be quite developed and excellent and where residents enjoy extremely good treatment and welfare, also has its own social problems.

The most serious of these was the conflict between Sakota and Liberi, which was heard among the Pathfinders in Andorne.

Because of their innate ability to empathize, the Sakota have become a race that can truly understand each other. This has led to the situation in some social interactions where two Sakotas only exchanged a few words and then showed an expression of "I understand you, you understand me, we are close friends". Only Liboli next to them looked as if he didn't understand what was going on.