People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

Preses smiled and walked out of Quesatusta's house and into the cold Iron Palace.

"You have the blood of Tikkaz."

Tracy looked expressionlessly at the woman in front of him who occupied his sister's body. Although he had an indescribable disgust for this woman, he really needed her strength now, otherwise he would not be able to defeat Zi-O, especially now that she had obtained the second-level power.

So at least for the goal he wanted to achieve in the future, he had to endure his inner disgust and aversion and cooperate with the woman in front of him.

And Precious could clearly feel the disdain from Tracys towards him, but the Lord did not care.

He is just a little mixed-race kid. The reason why he chose this man to cooperate with him is simply because at that time in the future, when he was killed by Oma Zi-O, Tracy's emotional fluctuations would be the strongest, and his hatred for Oma Zi-O would be the purest.

To put it simply, Tracy is very naive and easy to fool because he hates Oma Zi-O too much. If you choose someone else, it is very likely that the other party will discover your true purpose when you are fooling them halfway, which will lead to being backstabbed and the failure of your plan.

After all, Precious has a certain degree of self-awareness of her own abilities. She is good at research, but it would be difficult for her to play tricks and play tricks on others.

Therefore, finding someone who is simple and easy to fool is a very important thing for Precious.

Tracy was not stupid, but this guy could sometimes be so naive that he acted on his emotions. For example, in Kazdel, when he and Theresa came to the crossroads that determined the fate of the Sarkaz and had disagreements and conflicts, he could never make up his mind to completely break up with Theresa.

But as the Demon King, Theresa was quite decisive. She looked at Tracy and said that she would never hesitate and she would take Tracy's life.

However, out of trust in Theresa, Theresis still did not take the initiative, but continued to follow Theresa on this path that she did not approve of.

Until the outbreak of the civil war, until Theresa's death.

It is natural for Precious to feel more at ease using such a simple person who is easily swayed by emotions.

"That's right. After you retreated, I waited there for the opportunity. Taking advantage of the moment they relaxed after eliminating Dagar, I took half of the power of Tikaz's control from Amiya and gathered it into this drop of Tikaz's blood."

Precious showed the bright red drop of blood in his hand to Tracy. When he saw the drop of blood, a thought suddenly emerged in Tracy's mind. If the Blood Demon Lord was still alive, would he go crazy and lick the drop of blood in Precious's hand?

Even if he was just looking at the drop of blood, he could feel a surge of power brewing in it, especially within that power, there was a trace of ancient will hovering in it.

If this drop of blood really comes from the ancient Tikaz, then this trace of will must belong to that person, right?

"Only half?"

"Being able to snatch half of it is already the best result I can achieve thanks to my precise grasp of timing and the blessing of luck. A greedy man will not be welcomed, Mr. Tracy."

Theresia's heart twitched violently. He looked at the familiar face before him, listened to the cold and ruthless words that came out of that mouth, and in a trance, the person before him seemed to be Theresia again, but that attitude...

"Well, you really are a child who loves to daydream. However, all of you living on this earth share this same problem. If I ask you not to do so, it would actually be a bit difficult for you."

Precious didn't care about Tracy's sudden silence at all. She just played with the two alien driving watches in her hands, and smiled slightly at the icons of Sakota and Whiplash on them.

"The recovery of the alien pilots is also progressing steadily. I've observed Rhodes Island's route and can guess that their next stop will be Iberia or the southern waters of Terra. After all, there's another branch of the Sarkaz there, but they've been secluded in the border waters for years and have never ventured inland."

Precious' words brought Tracy back to his senses from his lost state. Following the other party's train of thought, he recalled that among the many subspecies of Sarkaz, there was indeed a race that lived in a coastal environment.

It's just that this race has always been in a private state. Even in the dozens or hundreds of times in history when Kazdel was rebuilt and the wars between Sarkaz and other countries, this race has never shown up. They just picked up the food they needed on the coast of an unknown place.

If we make an analogy, the relationship between this race called Naga is probably similar to that between Durin and the present-day Sarkaz, except that the Naga are closer to the present-day Sarkaz than Durin, and they separated from the Sarkaz later than Durin.

Staring at the two alien driving watches in Precious's hand, a purple light flashed in Tracy's eyes, and the two driving watches flew directly into the hands of the regent. Then, under Precious's smiling gaze, the two alien driving watches were wrapped in purple light and completely absorbed into Tracy's body.

"I really can't wait any longer. I promised you that all those alien powers would belong to you, because only then can you defeat Zi-O, or rather, have a hope of defeating Zi-O."

Tracy snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with Precious's wording.

"There's still one thing missing. You achieved your goal and obtained the Blood of Tikarz, but I didn't. The Zi-O Control Head is still in the hands of that alien demon king. Without it, my chances of winning against Zi-O II would be worse than hoping to gain the love of the Victoria residents without any interference. At least there's still some hope."

"Haha, don't worry. I said I would bring it to you, and I will definitely bring it to you. It just takes a little time to prepare."

"I don't want to have to put off today for tomorrow, and tomorrow for the day after tomorrow for the preparation time."

Tracy's words made Precious's mouth curl slightly, and finally he showed the blood of Ditikaz in front of him.

"According to the planned itinerary, Nezrei will soon return to Londinium. Most of the mobile cities I marked around here have already moved out to the surrounding areas of Londinium. Our territory in Victoria has nearly doubled in size."

Tracy remained indifferent.

So what if the land is big? At this moment, the size of the land is not too important to Tracys.

If we can't find a way to fight against Oma Zi-O and strangle him in the cradle, then even if we control a large area of ​​land and have resources to roam across the entire continent, we will be wiped out by that powerful kick in two months.

"When Neczrei returns, I will explain to you why I am so anxious to take back this drop of blood. Then you will not object to my decision."

The pitch-black Originium wrapped around Priss's palm, sealing and protecting the tiny drop of Tikaz's blood. The airtight vacuum environment that isolated the air prevented Tikaz's blood from being disturbed in the slightest by the outside world.

"I hope so... Precious, I still don't know your true purpose. Although we share a common enemy, it's always unsettling to be in such a state of not knowing the truth. So, you can answer this question of mine, right?"

finally come.

Whether it is a time of mutual trust that appears in any adventure-style literary work.

Precious smiled slightly, and then condensed a dark yellow source stone dotted with golden patterns in his hand.

"My goal is simple, isn't it? I've always shown it."

Under Tracy's gaze, Precious slowly spoke.

"Kill Oma Zi-O."