Chapter 144 Chapter 144: Look, I'm Here!
Chapter 144: Look, I'm Here!
"The true nature of the world?"
Ascan could choose to stop trying to understand and not dwell on such thoughts.
Because within the hierarchy, she occupied the position of a "subject," and more often than not, she was merely a sharp blade.
But Amiya could not. Because she was the "King." A king could be tyrannical, benevolent, or even foolish, but they must never be lost or uncertain.
"I look forward to your future, but at least for now, you do not possess the qualifications to be a king."
Far away in Gouwu, Kevin, observing through Adam's perspective, shook his head slightly at Amiya's hesitation.
Whether it was the current Theresis or the former Theresa, both were far more mature than the present Amiya.
Phrases like "the child is still young" were not applicable to a successor to the throne.
In the time Amiya hesitated, the "world's" colors around them rapidly faded.
In mere moments, they returned to the material world.
The Grey Hat and the Rhodes Island personnel had long since retreated far away, unable to withstand the fury and pressure emanating from the souls of past Sarkaz generations.
"Submit or obstruct. Choose."
Only these two paths lay before her.
"You... who exactly are you?"
The Dead Souls had not been "killed." Not to mention Kevin, even the Honkai, which brings death to people, never intended to erase a race's history.
"A soul that has passed. My name holds no meaning for you."
Every race that struggles for its own destiny deserves respect. But "Adam" did not directly answer its question.
"No meaning? Spiritual will and dead souls... I am quite interested in you."
A meaningful laugh, tinged with curiosity, came from the warehouse rafters.
A white and purple Caster robe, a trident-like staff in hand, and curved yet upright dragon horns on her head signified her identity—a Draco!
Anomalous purple flames spread throughout the warehouse. The scorching heat steamed the air, gradually filling it with an aura that sent chills down one's spine.
Eblana wantonly ignited everything around her.
"A Draco? Her flames are spreading over. Amiya, we should evacuate."
Ascan frowned. Arts coiled around her short dagger, and with flashes of red light, she slashed apart a cluster of flames approaching them.
"But... what about Mr. Adam?"
"No need to worry."
Adam slowly shook his head from behind the high wall formed by the purple flames.
This Draco's flames were peculiar; they seemed to have a special effect on souls. However, the primary design objective of all Endseeker models was, at minimum, to survive the Great Cleansing of the Finality.
Her strength could barely be considered decent, but to compare it to the Finality...
"Let's go. Don't worry."
FrostNova stepped forward and gently tugged at Amiya's sleeve.
"It's fine. He can handle it himself. Right?"
"Teacher."
She smiled, uttering a surprising form of address.
"Adam" was visibly taken aback. Kevin, far behind the scenes, had the same reaction.
Kevin suddenly understood just how severe Pozëmka's "lack of skill in lying and concealing" truly was.
"Mhm."
Seeing his acknowledgment, FrostNova didn't say more. She just smiled and winked in "Adam's" direction before pulling Amiya and the others away to evacuate.
"Souls and spirits are the most wondrous things in the world. I am very interested in you. Would you be interested in joining Deepcolor?"
Eblana extended an invitation shocking enough to make one's jaw drop.
"Arrogant, ignorant Draco. You will pay the price for your insolence."
The Dead Souls had no intention of indulging this child of an alien race. That immense, omnipresent pressure descended once more.
"Refused, huh? And your opinion? Unfamiliar will."
"......"
Silence could be the answer to all mysteries.
"What a pity. Then, I can only ask you to become a part of me."
Eblana's laughter grew even more unrestrained. The purple flames at the tip of her staff almost formed a banner.
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"Manfred, report on the energy charging status of Shard Tower."
The army of the King of Sarkaz was about to reach its designated combat position. Theresis held intelligence in his hand.
"Five minutes, Your Highness. Shard Tower has entered its preheating state, awaiting only the arrival of the airship over the Norbert District."
The Dukes' high-speed warships had already been lured there. Airship technology was an irresistible temptation for them.
With preparations made in advance, everything proceeded so smoothly. Manfred paid no mind to Ines and the others who had escaped to deliver information. At this point, concealing information was no longer necessary.
Driven by both greed and fear, the Dukes had no other choice.
Whether the airship remained in Sarkaz hands or fell under the control of another Duke, the blow to their own survival guarantees would be devastating!
They had no choice but to go, even if it meant sacrifice!
"Manfred... the war has already begun."
......
On the airship heading towards Norbert District,
Thud!
A meteor wrapped in purple flames crashed through a wall in a large hole, plummeting from above.
An illusory greatsword and materialized shadows followed closely in pursuit.
"Cough cough—"
Blood trickled from the corner of Eblana's mouth. Her head throbbed with splitting pain. The purple flames, already dispersed once before, barely covered various parts of her body.
Her eyes revealed deep confusion. Logically, her flames should be an absolute trump card against entities like souls and spirits.
Indeed, their significant effect when attacking the Sarkaz Dead Souls proved her judgment correct.
Even the Dead Souls with their profound historical accumulation were caught off guard and burned without any means to fight back.
But... what was up with that guy whose face couldn't even be seen clearly?
When her purple flames touched other souls, they only burned more fiercely. But on that guy... they just went out?!
And when that golden greatsword broke through the purple flames and smacked her in the face...
Eblana admitted she was utterly bewildered at that moment. She even forgot to dodge and took a full combo!
Her suppression of the Dead Souls was also broken because of it. So now, she had to face pursuit from two dangerous entities.
Just dealing with the thoroughly enraged and now-prepared Dead Souls was troublesome enough.
And on top of that... Tara curse... that greatsword is still chasing me!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three figures crashed to the ground one after another, kicking up large clouds of dust.
......
The interlude involving these three did not affect the airship's continued journey. Located high in the sky, it maximally avoided terrain and ground combat influences, sailing at a very high speed.
It didn't take long to arrive over Norbert District.
And its flight path—never intended to be concealed and almost perfectly straight—was like a child waving their arms excitedly beside a lit bonfire.
In the most flamboyant way possible, it announced to those ambitious Dukes in the city outskirts—
Look! I'm here!
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