The miserable life of Arknights

Jasmine was "invited" by Mon3tr to return to the school building and organized the students to leave the building.

Kelsey looked at the unoccupied house and took out the communication dial.

“... Heidi, it's me, Kelsey. "

......

Iberian coastal abandoned city

"I... Just like you. Lived on land for a short time. Urbian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the penetrated stomach gradually stopped flowing blood, and the injury gradually improved.

"But I saw something else. Do you understand terrestrial civilizations? No, you don't have to answer, arrogant Gloretia. "

More and more dinosaurs are surrounding them, but neither of them is acting, and hunting dire fish seems to be less important to them than the conversation they have now."

"In order to survive, the terrestrial civilization develops source stones. The source stone brought them opportunities and hope, but also brought them new disasters, and to this day, they are still unable to fully understand the principle of the source stone. "

I've seen a lot of tragedies... They call it a 'natural disaster'. They are ignorant, ignorant, and weak, but their demise and struggle are still shocking.

Urbian said as he slammed the anchor and flattened a dire fish that tried to attack him, and the grains of sand shook and spread like a tidal wave, pushing and blocking the dire fish that rushed towards him.

"And ... Agor, no different from them.

"You weren't a weak person in the past." The blood of the dinosaurs around Goretia was washed away by the sea, bringing the corpse and blood back to the ocean.

"Nope. I'm not talking about sentimental topics.

"I mean, Argor alarmed the ocean in order to survive, and the ocean swallowed Agore and then gave birth to us."

The waves beat Urbian's legs and feet, trying to take away the dire fish that he smashed, becoming more and more ferocious, until Urbian lifted the anchor slightly, and the wave took away the body of the dire fish, and the situation gradually slowed down.

"We are the product of a deformed struggle. We can't solve the problem at the source, we can't solve these problems attached to us, ahem..." Urbian's sharp cough caused the brim of his hat to tilt down, blocking his eyes.

Goretia frowned, in the past, Urbian would never say this: "... What do you see? Urbian. What do you see that makes you give up the gift of blood, give up our friendship that fights side by side? "

'Temple'. If the disgusting believers saw it, they would call it that.

Cheretia's expression of disdain was unconcealed: "Your acquaintance with them will only reduce my trust in you.

"But the word is apt... Really apt.

"You know what Argor once found in the depths of the ocean. Even if you are not a professional Argor historian, a general education should have covered this part. "

Thousands of years ago, we arrived at the center of the ocean. There we find the origin, the origin of civilization.

Urbian lifted the brim of his hat to put it on to no longer hide his perspective, and he saw the silent Cordelia.

“...... As far as I know, Goretia, as far as I know in He... And the deepest part of the nest of those sea heirs ... The deepest. "

I saw - 'architecture', no... Even if Agor 's greatest scientific archons were brought in, they would not be able to explain what I saw.

Urbian looked down at his wounds, flesh and blood reorganizing: "I can't go deeper, that time I was more injured than this time, I can hardly walk normally."

"Even with the boiling blood, the deafening noise, all these disturbances, I sensed it—" "

I sensed it... What the? Oletia almost blurted out.

"—There are plural Him there."

Coloria was silent, they thought they had killed each other.

"So... It seems that this is not a reason for you to leave the team, but you should bring this information back. "

The dinosaurs surrounded them, and only a few meters of those dire fish could rush towards the two like a wave.

Urbian looked at the dinosaurs around him: "When the wail is at one point, those unborn sea heirs, those young sons, they whisper the same name among the embryos of different shapes." "

......

“...... Ishar-mla。 "

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"Or rather, Scati."

Goretia's long hammer cut a half-moon around her, and the crisis of the blade made the dinosaur subconsciously retreat and dodge.

"I learned about this incident in another hunter, and what he said to you... Not much discrepancies.

"Another hunter?" Urbian's voice rose noticeably, and he saw how the hunters died, one by one.

"Yes, I met another hunter... But I'm sure he's not any of our hunters, he's more perfect than us.

Urbian looked at the narrated Goretia, the collar that covered her neck had been torn open by the battle, and the scales were shimmering in the shimmering light.

The deep-sea hunter ends up in the sea, which is the usual end for hunters, and Goretia is no exception.

"New Hunter?"

Curetia shook it: "The other party is very strong, and he can compete with me on land, maybe only in the sea can I beat him." "

And... That's why I say he's the perfectest.

"He goes against one of the most fundamental theoretical common sense, and that's why I'm the hunter who judges him to be the most perfect one."

"What common sense?" Urbian looked at the dinosaurs getting closer and closer, he was waiting for the injury to recover, what were these dinosaurs waiting for?

"He cast the Source Stone technique, and as a hunter, he cast spells."