People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1099 Abandoned Freedom

Dario felt the hair on his body stand on end just by listening to the sound.

A few minutes ago, he was still complaining about Agor's rash exposure to too much super-standard knowledge, and the next second he experienced the same experience as Agor.

Almost subconsciously, Dario spoke quickly:

"We must not let Qi Yan fight with that lifeblood of the origin. If the sea is really evaporated by Qi Yan, Terra will be destroyed!"

There was silence in the room.

Kal'tsit and the Shapeshifter looked at him speechlessly.

Dario: ?

"Children should not interrupt when adults are talking." The shapeshifter said disdainfully, "Although Qi Yan is a little crazy, he has no interest in acts of destruction, otherwise why would he come up with all these twists and turns."

"This, this is it..."

Dario grinned awkwardly and obediently stepped aside to be a quiet auditor.

Kal'tsit withdrew her thoughts, lowered her head slightly and continued to organize the current clues.

"It is known that the source of the Deep Sea Church is Maritus mentioned by Qi Yan, and now the navigation plan he and Clemensa have agreed on is to lead out Maritus."

Kelsi's thoughts gradually came together: "So Qi Yan's current plan is to decapitate Maritus?"

"More or less, but the ocean is certainly not immune."

Kelsey:?

"Don't forget, every newborn represents a kind of authority." The shapeshifter said leisurely, "This is power, but also responsibility.

When Itar was born, he also had the authority that Qi Yan expected, which was to open up a route to the stars.

Qi Yan will definitely lend a hand."

Kelsey immediately realized the meaning behind this incident:

"Dario, go inform Clemenza and ask her to immediately prepare for the city move of Miriliam!

Shapeshifters, you should also communicate with the people on the shore and be prepared for impact at any time!"

"No problem."

The shapeshifter clasped his hands together and looked at Kal'tsit with a smile.

He would never tell Kal'tsit that even his backstabbing was actually arranged by Qi Yan in advance.

Just as Kal'tsit understands Qi Yan, Qi Yan also understands Kal'tsit.

This lynx does not have the doctor's outrageous thinking ability. No matter how Qi Yan jumps around, the doctor can always follow her thoughts. But she is not as stupid as Xiao Ke. As Qi Yan continues to make trouble, she will slowly realize that something is wrong.

Qi Yan doesn't want Kal'tsit to fall into internal friction.

Seeing that Kal'tsit and Dario were busy, the Shapeshifter quietly walked to the corner of the room and looked out the window at the city like Kal'tsit did before.

"That's great, Qi Yan. You are free now and are finally no longer as capricious as a dandelion seed."

The shapeshifter narrowed his eyes lazily.

He suddenly felt a little tired.

Although Agor's city was novel, he felt that there was nothing for him to do here as an individual.

Qi Yan did not bring any of his individuals with him on this operation.

“Let’s focus on Kazdel.” The shapeshifter whispered to himself, “There are many individuals left in Kazdel, but I suddenly feel that Kazdel is so missed.

Unfortunately, because of the gossip we spread a while ago, we are now in a position where everyone wants to kill us. Even His Highness has hung several of us next to the Dead Soul Furnace as a warning to the public... We must be more careful about gossip from now on!"

"Shaper."

Kal'tsit's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

The shapeshifter turned around in confusion and found that Kal'tsit looked extremely serious.

"I suddenly thought of something." Kal'tsit said seriously.

"We tell everything we know."

"Originium, there is no Originium in the ocean."

Kal'tsit blurted out something without any clue.

The Shapeshifter understood.

He smiled awkwardly, shook his head and said to himself:

"Qi Yan, this wasn't me who backstabbed you. Kal'tsit figured it out herself."

"Sure enough, Qi Yan chose to come to the south just to keep himself away from the Originium!" A name that made Kal'tsit feel daunting appeared in her mind, "What is the Doctor doing in the north?"

"Like Qi Yan, he is trying to help Terra resolve a crisis."

"It's not a demon."

"Yes, it's Originium."

……

……

Kazdale.

Theresa sat in the conference room, playing with a small piece of pure Originium with her fingertips, silently waiting for the participants to arrive for the meeting.

The door to the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and Logos walked in, bowed respectfully and said:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. My mother has not given up the fight for the sweet potato field. She plans to act secretly when the Scavenger King comes to attend the meeting."

Theresa smiled helplessly and roughly guessed what her best friend meant.

"In fact, you have already officially taken over many affairs, haven't you?" Theresa waved her hand to signal Logos not to be too humble. "You are now the Lord of the Banshee King's Court."

"I still need my mother's help in many areas." Logos is not proud at all.

As they were talking, they both noticed someone else coming outside the door.

A spirit from the lineage of the scavengers slowly appeared outside the door. When he saw the two people in the house, he immediately greeted them:

"Your Highness, Mr. Banshee, our clan leader said that he wants to guard his sweet potato field to prevent the sweet potatoes from being affected by the banshees' singing and twisted into distorted creatures crawling all over the ground, so he asked me to attend this meeting on his behalf."

Theresa's face was tense, and she tried hard not to laugh out loud.

Logos couldn't help but lower his head and hold his forehead, already imagining the scene in the sweet potato field where the scavengers and the banshees were glaring at each other.

Ling Wei scratched his head stupidly and stood there not daring to say anything more.

Compared with the identities of the two people in front of him, his ordinary spiritual curtain was indeed not very impressive, but there was no way, he was really curious about what a meeting chaired by His Highness himself would be like.

In the past, he dared to chase after Qi Yan and eavesdrop just for a few pieces of gossip, but now in this small situation, he just let it go!

Just as Ling Bin was expecting to mingle with a group of important people and pretend to listen to gossip, a blood demon girl cautiously poked her head out from the door frame.

"Kuluciel?"

Logos was obviously surprised by the visitor.

"Oh, haha, that's right, it's me." Kelucier walked into the meeting room with a big smile on her face, "How should I put it, our great lord was scolded by Warfarin for some reasons, so he was a little unhappy.

Of course, generally speaking, even if he is unhappy, he will definitely come to His Highness's meeting.

This matter... is just a coincidence. "

"Speak human language." Logos interrupted Klothir's nonsense with a dark face.

Klushel immediately spilled the beans and confessed the truth:

"The prince was abducted by a shapeshifter. He said Qi Yan had a fight with someone in the south. He ran away from home out of anger and curiosity."

Logos and Theresa: "..."

Spiritual curtain:!

This trip is worthwhile!

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Mud Rock, wearing work clothes, hurried into the meeting room and explained to everyone in the room with an apologetic look on his face:

"Sorry, I'm a little late because I'm working a part-time job."

"No, we haven't started yet." Theresa explained softly.

Mudstone breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of another thing:

"Amiya and Vishdel can't attend this meeting. Something seems to have happened at the Dead Soul Forge, and Amiya needs to deal with it personally."

Theresa nodded to show that she understood and waved for everyone to take a seat.

In a moment, Manfred and Hedley also walked into the meeting room together.

Theresa glanced around and suddenly realized that except for herself, all the people in the meeting were the younger generation of Sarkaz.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Those sitting here are not just a group of young people, but also the future of the Sarkaz.

An emotion called relief silently overflowed in Theresa's heart.

Until... she saw Kolciel take out a small toy and start to fool the overly curious spirit curtain, Mudstone whispered to Hedley whether there was any new work recently, Logos lowered his head to check the wheels of the office chair to make sure it was easy to slide.

The curve of Theresa's mouth gradually disappeared.

The future of the Sarkaz doesn't seem so comforting...