Let's Continue...

Even if Ms. Maria and Ms. Lamaline were husband and wife.

That...

"What's going on now?"

Amiya still couldn't quite understand.

The atmosphere at the scene was so strange that it left everyone speechless.

She racked her brains but still couldn't figure out what was going on.

The Doctor standing nearby genuinely didn't understand any of this either.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly.

"Perhaps... his ex-wife came to visit?"

"Ah?!"

Amiya was stunned.

However, the conversation didn't last long.

Not far away, the doorway was suddenly kicked open.

A green-clad woman, drenched in sweat, was panting heavily as she stared in their direction, her pupils wide.

"Dr. Kal'tsit?"

Upon seeing the other person appear, Amiya stepped forward in surprise.

But what surprised her even more was Kal'tsit's state at that moment.

Very nervous...

Kal'tsit's attitude clearly surprised everyone.

For a moment, many people looked up at the sky.

Is this... a dream?

But clearly, Kal'tsit wasn't in the mood to waste time with these people.

She just kept panting, looking at Maria in the distance who still looked slightly puzzled, and spoke in a low voice.

"Your Highness..."

"She's awake!"

333

Chapter 333 Let's continue...

That was not too long ago.

About ten years ago.

Although Maria forcefully repelled the Allied Forces, it was clear that this alone was not enough to change the Sarkaz's dominance over Terra.

Sarkaz still needs to seek change.

The problem is that they were far from capable of changing anything at that time.

Prestige, culture, and the prejudices and hostility accumulated over thousands of years—all of these urgently need to be addressed.

These very issues led to the Sarkaz splitting into two factions.

The first faction, led by Theresa, advocated for peaceful evolution.

They acknowledged the wars of the past, but also affirmed that war could not continue forever.

They are determined to rebuild Kazdel, to establish a true home for the Sarkaz. They have even made significant progress; even Laterano most hostile to the Sarkaz, has sent envoys...

Although it was just a mutual assessment meeting without any direct conversation, it was still a very good start.

But... just like light and shadow.

With Theresa, weary of war, came Theresis, yearning for it.

Having long lost trust in other races during the war, they decided to create a new Kazdel in their own way.

The Sarkaz's millennia-old blood feud has made them forget who started the war; they only know that this hatred can never be quelled.

They need to use war to reclaim everything that belongs to the Sarkaz!

As a result, two factions emerged within the Sarkaz.

The Babel, founded by the Demon King, which recruits outsiders and acts for ideals, and the Sarkaz Military Commission, based on the Sarkaz Royal Court and led by Theresis.

Ideally, the Babel would serve as the facade of the new Kazdel, while the Military Committee would exist simultaneously as the Sarkaz's last military deterrent, together constructing a new nation.

But this peace gradually crumbled with each meeting.

Ultimately, what both sides are pursuing is completely different.

The reason they were able to coexist peacefully for a period of time was entirely due to the fact that their supreme leaders were a brother and sister.

They were all fighting for the Sarkaz.

But because both of them were pure-hearted people, so steadfast in their ideals, this inevitably led to conflict and contradictions between them.

At last...

The civil war that plunged the Sarkaz into despair broke out...

Regarding that civil war, perhaps due to the overly complex circumstances, most people are unclear about what exactly happened back then.

But what they could see was that after that war, the Sarkaz Military Commission announced the Demon King's death, and Babel made no move to refute it, simply quietly announcing its disbandment and leading its original members to form an organization called Rhodes Island, leaving Kazdel...

That war... it seems to have truly ended in victory for the Sarkaz Military Commission.

But...

Is that really the case?

At least, Kal'tsit, one of the original creators of the Babel, did not think so.

"I don't know exactly what happened back then... The only ones left there were you, Your Highness, and the Doctor."

The big green cat walked briskly.

Behind her, Amiya, the Doctor, Maria, the Doll, and Lamaline followed quickly.

None of the other people at the dinner party were originally qualified to follow.

They simply coldly blocked the news, their emotions running high.

"When I led the troops back, the Doctor had already fallen unconscious, and you had just closed the Sarcophagus, saying to wait..."

Kal'tsit bit her lip.

For so many years, the reason they have continued to struggle, facing the vigilance and hostility of the Terra nations while evading Kazdel's pursuit, is that their greatest hope lies in Maria's words from back then.

Those words gave them hope and the willingness to persevere...

And now...

The situation has finally changed...

"Just now..."

"His Highness's electrocardiogram... has started beating."

As Kal'tsit spoke, she led the group to a heavily guarded door.

A completely new language system appeared at the entrance, which puzzled everyone present.

The Doctor, on the other hand, thoughtfully touched it with her hand.

Then...

Whoosh--

The cold, mechanical machine operated slowly, and a heavy Sarcophagus, its interior completely hidden, lay there quietly.

Beside me, the data displayed on the instrument was fluctuating slowly.

It's terrible, but... I'm still alive!

"It's right here."

Kal'tsit gritted her teeth, turned her head, and looked at Maria beside her.

Aren't you going to open it?

Maria looked at Kal'tsit with some confusion, wondering what she was doing.

Kal'tsit's words also carried a hint of helplessness.

"You forcibly placed her into the Sarcophagus, damaging some of its mechanical structures. To date, we have no way to open the Sarcophagus without harming those inside..."

In other words, they had no way to get the people out of the Sarcophagus.

"Is that so?"

Maria blinked.

I don't understand what the other party is saying.

But she remained silent and slowly walked forward.

Then...

With one hand, he gripped the edge of the Sarcophagus...

"I've been here for a long time..."

In a dazzling world that seemed unreal, Theresa sat quietly in place.

Beneath her feet shone a radiant light, with flowing golden threads slowly churning and flowing in a red ocean. These threads appeared both very close and very far apart.

With no reference points in her surroundings, Theresa appeared to be in the void.

And looking around, everything is the same.

Under the red light, the golden threads flowed and rippled like a torrent...

Just looking at it is incredibly stunning.

Here, you'll forget about time...

Theresa had no idea how long she had been in this place.

All she remembered was coming here after making a promise with Maria.

To be honest, even though she had made considerable preparations, she still couldn't help but feel a little flustered when she first saw this part.

But after a long time, she gradually relaxed.

Because she discovered that she wasn't the only one there...

[...]

"So you still haven't chosen to give up on revenge?"

Theresa looked around.

Golden threads gradually outlined individual figures within this incomparably majestic torrent.

Their images have long since vanished into the annals of history.

But Theresa could tell that these people were all former Sarkaz demon lords.

They either died in battle, or they died in obscurity.

Each and every one of them is a hero of the Sarkaz... Theresa also respects these heroes.

Only...

"Your methods are no longer feasible... Ancestors, this is no longer an era where one person can change the course of events."

Theresa spoke calmly, ignoring the angry voices of the surrounding phantoms, her eyes remaining serene.

Of course, there's some exaggeration in those words.