People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 773: Escaped Originium

The former emperor of Leitania once again reigns over this land.

No one except himself knew the reason for his sudden appearance.

Theresa stared at the Caprini man who was born with horns in front of her.

The Witch King also stared at the Sarkaz woman of ordinary origin in front of him.

"Hello, Demon King of Sarkaz."

"Hello, Witch King of Leithania."

There was no epic conversation between the two, just an ordinary greeting.

While the two were talking, Qi Yanze had a look of surprise on his face. He poked his head around and walked around the Witch King twice. Suddenly, he reached out to touch the Witch King's horn, but the latter dodged by tilting his head.

He was unwilling to give up, so he stretched out his dog paw towards the "arm force ball" in the Witch King's hand, but was also avoided by the Witch King.

"You are the real guy!" Qi Yan exclaimed.

"It's absolutely genuine." The Witch King responded calmly.

"But how come your real self is not as generous as a phantom?" Qi Yan said in amazement, "It's ok that you don't let me touch the horn, but I gave you this wrist ball, why won't you let me touch it?"

The Witch King was not angry because of Qi Yan's disrespect.

He glanced at his own shadow and explained calmly:

"The only way I can come back is to use this guy's soul power. When I lose him or his energy is exhausted, I will go back."

"So what do you want to do when you come back?" Qi Yan asked.

This time, the Witch King did not answer.

He just looked at Salus who was already on his deathbed, stretched out his finger and tapped lightly in the air.

Salus groaned in pain, having no ability to resist in the hands of the Witch King. His heart beat faster and faster, gradually evolving into a strange melody.

This melody soon reacted to the energy fluctuations of the altar at the back, and the modified summoning ceremony returned to normal.

Theresa watched all this with a hint of amazement in her eyes.

The ritual that the Sarkaz had painstakingly arranged for many years was unexpectedly easily understood by the Witch King, who found the corresponding means to control it.

If the Witch King came with the intention of stopping all this, the Sarkaz would no longer have the possibility of summoning the 'Originium'.

"Go do what you have to do."

The Witch King looked towards Londinium in the distance and said, "I also have things I need to do. Qi Yan, I will temporarily take back this remnant of sound."

The afterimage of the Witch King floated next to his original body and started to speak:

"I'll come back to you when we're done."

Qi Yan looked suspicious: "Are you two planning to go to Leitania to get back at us?"

"If so, will you stop me?" the Witch King asked.

"I only have one small request." Qi Yan said excitedly, "Leave the Twin Towers to me!"

Witch King: “…”

The Witch King's residual image helped to analyze Qi Yan's behavior logic: "When he gets mad, it means he agrees."

Hearing this, the Witch King nodded and stopped chatting with others. He walked to the altar in a solitary manner, silently admiring Salus's last wail and despair before her death, and manipulating her death to fiddle with the progress of the altar.

The Witch King knew clearly what the altar in front of him symbolized.

Every move of his fingers was like throwing the dice on the roulette wheel of fate of this land. Survival and destruction all depended on his thoughts.

What he needs to master is a delicate balance between the two.

Fortunately, the Witch King is no stranger to such things.

"here we go."

As the Witch King softly declared, the drop of 'Tikaz's Blood' in the center of the altar began to melt.

When the last remnants of Tikkaz dissipated on this land, some existence gave this race a response.

The essence of the world unveils its mysterious veil to all living things on this earth.

The red light burst into the sky.

If someone stood on a high place and looked at Londinium at this moment, they would see with their own eyes that the dark clouds that had lingered over the Shard in the city for years were now collapsing, and blood-red branches were clinging to the towering Shard.

Under the clusters of branches, bright red fruits finally emerged.

Qi Yan stood on tiptoe. Although he was in the middle of the basin he created and couldn't see clearly, he was aware of what was happening.

"Wuhu, He is finally here."

Qi Yan whistled frivolously.

But it was this action of his that triggered a situation that no one had expected.

The essence of the world took off its veil, opened its eyes, and then... He saw Qi Yan and decisively put the veil back on.

The 'Originium' that had just appeared above the Shard began to dissipate at a faster speed.

Witch King:?

Theresa: ? ?

Qi Yan: ????? ????? ????? ?????

"Fuck, don't run!"

Qi Yan became anxious on the spot, exerted force on his feet, and his body turned into a sharp arrow that soared into the sky and rushed straight towards the 'Original Source Stone'.

Theresa looked at the Witch King blankly and found that the confusion in his eyes was even greater than hers.

"Is there something wrong with the ritual?" Theresa asked.

"There is nothing wrong with the ceremony." The Witch King shook his head, "It's Qi Yan's problem."

“I am puzzled.”

Theresa fell into deep thought: "Anana is the starting point of this earth and also the end point of this earth. He is the essence and the truth, and should be at the pinnacle of the world.

But now, He is...afraid."

The Witch King looked at his own afterimage and said with emotion:

"It seems that your choice is correct. Compared with this source stone, Qi Yan is even more dangerous."

"I have never doubted this." The Witch King's Shadow became the calmest ghost present. "After all, I was born because of Qi Yan."

"So you made that choice, even going so far as to ask me for help."

The Witch King finally revealed the reason why he was here.

"The real price I need to pay has not yet begun." The shadow of the Witch King chuckled.

"What exactly are you two planning?" Theresa looked at the man and the ghost in front of her.

The Witch King shook his head and explained:

"Our plan has nothing to do with you, the Sarkaz, or even the Originium. I am here only for Qi Yan."

"……I see."

Theresa walked to the altar and stretched out her hand to participate in the control of the altar: "Then I just need to do what I think is right."

The Originium around the altar began to transform under Theresa's influence, turning into a special torrent of information that flowed into the altar.

When the Witch King saw this scene, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Theresa glanced sideways, the corner of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was trying to save face for the fact that the ritual that the Sarkaz had carefully prepared was easily broken by the Witch King.

The Witch King found this somewhat amusing, but more of it was admiration:

"You are an excellent warlock. If it weren't for the impression that Sarkaz had among all races, people might have had two opinions on the candidate for the so-called first warlock."

"Maybe."

Theresa smiled, and her body gradually became thinner, transforming from matter to pure information along with the Originium.

Suddenly, Qi Lin, who had been watching the whole thing without being able to say a word, rushed forward and grabbed Theresa's translucent arm.

"Take me with you." Qi Lin said firmly.

"why?"

"No matter where I am, as long as Qi Yan wants, he can find me. I am the beacon that he will never lose."

"Why bother?"

"Because I want to know if a person can really come back from the dead."

"Who is that dead person that you can't let go of?"

"My brother."

Theresa was stunned.

She subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look for Qi Yan, but in the end it was too late. The moment she turned around, her body was completely digitalized.

But at the last moment, Theresa made her choice.

Qi Lin's body turned into a torrent of information along with her, pouring into the altar.

The 'original source stone' on the Shard had faded to the point where only a residual image remained, but suddenly it seemed to be disturbed by some irresistible force and became solid again.

Qi Yan, who had already arrived outside the city of Londinium, felt something in his heart. He stopped and looked back in the direction of the altar.

“Is this your layout too?”

A white wolf shadow appeared beside Qi Yan.

Qi Yan nodded, his expression neither sad nor happy:

"Originium bears witness to all the information on this land, without exception."

"What will happen to Qi Lin?"

"A farewell she had been avoiding."

Qi Yan withdrew his gaze and turned to look inside the city.

The giant skeleton beast was slowly floating towards the red source stone. On it, no one from Rhodes Island left, and together they faced what was about to happen.

The defense cannons on the walls of Londinium were all turned to aim at the giant skeleton beast cruising in the sky, unleashing their firepower without reservation to prevent it from getting close to the Originium.

The airship that the transformers had painstakingly transported back to the city, even more so with its broken body, crashed into the giant skeleton beast with a mad roar.