Deep Sea Hunter, but Deep Sea Titan

The doctor could never understand why his once close friend would harbor such hostility towards another surviving compatriot. The meeting and exchange of the three orphans of civilization should have been a triple joy, right?

Why, why did things turn out this way?

"Why, why isn't the Gray Nail working? Why didn't it turn you back into your true self?"

Precys couldn't understand why the mind marker hadn't turned the Doctor back into the "evil spirit of Babel" after being stimulated by such a large number of sensitive memories.

“That was not the real doctor. As the records here say, the prophet enjoys playing a role in civilization; she can be a prophet, a seer, a military strategist, but she is never a destroyer of civilization.”

"She prefers to create a civilization as a creator rather than destroy it. The Sarkaz do not respect this identity of hers."

"Precyth. Your initial intention was probably just to make the Doctor remember you. You probably never expected that the Doctor would become an executioner who slaughters civilization like the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel."

Precys's expression underwent a subtle change; the slightest tremor of her meaning betrayed her thoughts.

Loting's deduction was actually correct.

Precyth didn't care about the Originium Project itself; all she craved was to possess the Doctor forever and stay by his side forever. To this end, she activated the thought marker called "Gray Nail," hoping to leave the memories of herself in the Doctor's heart forever.

Its side effect was that the obsession with advancing the Originium Project also took root in the Doctor's mind.

“I have never opposed advancing the Originium Project, Precys, just as I have never abandoned the derailed Blue Tree.”

The reason is simple: Lotin's long-term action plan does not conflict with the content of the Gray Nail, so it will not be activated. The purpose of this thought anchor is to advance the Originium Project. The reason why advancing the Originium Project has turned into spreading Originium across the land is precisely because the Originium Project has deviated from its course.

What Lotin needs to do is to revise the Originium Project so that it can function at 100% of its potential, just like the current Blue Tree.

Gaining the highest level of authority over the Blue Tree Project also means that even if Precyth does something crazy, Lotin can stand up to him.

"What? You've restored the Deep Blue Tree to a level where it can perform all its scheduled tasks?"

Precys knew that the previous civilization was beyond saving, which is why he resorted to the extreme method of using the Gray Nail to make the Doctor remember him. However, a powerful preservation plan that had already failed was repaired.

The Doctor has always had enough authority to access the Blue Tree's central control system. The problem is that, apart from Lotin, no one can safely get her there. This is something that only Lotin, Skadi, and the Doctor together can do.

Loting nodded, of course, and Precys breathed a sigh of relief—but she quickly realized that Loting had changed the subject:

“That doesn’t change the fact that you got her through dirty tricks, Nautilus. I admit I underestimated you before, and I can even admit that you and the Doctor are a good match. But I still can’t give up my Doctor!”

"Ha, she should be my doctor. I gave her what you couldn't give her, so the doctor willingly became my possession."

"It was consensual, so where's the filth in it, please tell me?"

Without hesitation, Lotin chose to confront Prissis head-on. Having gained control of the Deep Blue Tree, he no longer had any reason to cower in the face of Prissis as before.

"Wow, it's like two possessive, controlling black holes battling it out."

"But, won't showing such a heavy side in front of my loved one make me the prey?"

Laurentina wore the expression of a bloodthirsty spectator, as if to say that even death would be worth the ticket price.

"Doctor, you choose."

Precys prayed that her vow would produce a miracle, but the generous protection and affection Lotin offered were still more powerful. When the Doctor faced the most painful interrogation, he stood by her side against all odds, turning this orphan of the former civilization from a tool manipulated by Theresa into a savior who was above the Terra civilization.

The word "savior" in the title represents the biggest change. Whether Terra civilization will be blessed or ravaged depends on the Doctor's own will.

“Pricys is my dearest friend, but Lord Nautilus is my lover. Perhaps we can share Lord Nautilus’s affections like those Agorians.”

The doctor hardly hesitated, and she herself believed that she didn't need to hesitate; deep down, she thought so too.

"Nautilus!"

Precys could no longer control herself. She indulged her obsession and emotions, using Theresa's spirit as a medium to unleash a powerful pulse of Originium energy, attempting to pull Lotin into the Originium Dimension and annihilate him.

"Don't steal my doctorate!"

Precyth had even fantasized that Lotin could only watch helplessly as she and the Doctor rode side by side.

"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor! Doctor! Doctor!"

The jeers and roars made Precys a completely different person. Perhaps this was a state that Terra's little animals could never bring her to. The only one who could drive her to such madness was Lotin, who also had the identity of a remnant of a previous civilization.

Because Theresa was the medium, Precys was able to try to pull Lotin into the Originium space. However, because of this, the Bloodthirster's control over Theresa also prevented Precys from dragging Lotin into the Originium's interior space.

Ultimately, only the two people's intentions converged through the Originium signal, resulting in a situation where neither could suppress the other.

"Why are you insulting me like this? You, who have control of the Blue Tree Project, should have the ability to remove Originium."

"So, I am your prey after all? How utterly greedy..."

Half of this space of consciousness is a garden constructed by Priscilla, whose murderous intent and rage have darkened and distorted the surrounding scenery.

"But you don't belong to me yet."

The other half of the space was the lobby of the Space Enthusiasts Association, where Luo Ting stood. Luo Ting rarely developed feelings of love for women; he would only open his heart when he sensed that the other person had enough intense emotions.

Perhaps Precys was an exception; her unique temperament aroused Lotin's admiration and interest.

You will never have me!

In truth, Precys herself was uncertain. She could not deny that the Doctor had completely belonged to Lotin, which meant that she could only remain alone in the Originium's interior space, and even the vow she made to the Doctor that had sustained her in her loneliness was gone.

When her strongest support crumbled, she didn't know if she could resist this man's "despicable" temptation.

She thought that the Doctor must have fallen into Loting's sweet trap because he couldn't bear the loneliness of being excluded from the world.

Her hand gripped Loting's collar, and she tried to tear it off, but to no avail, for in this space, they were evenly matched.

But the next second, Prisus's body flickered, and the torrent of information within the Originium's inner space became unstable. The part controlled by the Doctor, Anana, was fine; the only part that could have been invaded was the part dominated by Prisus.

“We’ll see, Precyth. You should worry about yourself first.”

"Will your hiding place, the space inside the Originium, be safe forever?"

Lotin smiled and warned Priscilla, though the attempt seemed ridiculous to Priscilla.

But she has now almost lost her mind, focusing all her energy on venting her anger at Loting.

"Interference, the Originium is experiencing internal interference—zzzz—"

"Something is trying to trap me inside... a dimensional rift?"

Precys immediately focused on plugging the leak, ending the process. This brought her back to her senses somewhat, but the next second, the torrent inside the Originium became even more chaotic and out of everyone's control.

"The rift in the other dimension is opening, and I will seal it. Now that things have come to this, I will let you go, but you must protect my Doctor!"

"The demons are starting to stir. While I'm sealing the rift, I'll also be unable to contact the outside world..."

A dimensional rift that attempted to open within the Originium's interior space was sealed off by Precys. Given the current incomplete Originium Project, which has deviated from its original course, the only effective measure it can achieve is sealing, and even then, it cannot distinguish between friend and foe.

"It's my doctorate."

"I will only protect those who pay tithes and my property."

"However, at least I have taken precautions to fight against evil spirits until today."

Lotin's thoughts returned to reality. Theresa seemed to be curled up in a ball due to excessive fear. If she weren't a spirit, she probably would have already lost control of her bladder.

It seems that Precys still harbors quite a bit of negative feelings towards her.

"It's time to deal with those restless demons."

“Skadi, let the horde take root. We will use the roots of the Deep Blue Giant Tree to seal the wound in the real world…”

Luo Ting had been keeping a close eye on the rifts at the North and South Poles. The reports from Yan Kingdom showed nothing unusual, and he thought these demons would be a little slower to react. He never expected that they would actually try to open a new rift inside the source stone.

It's alright. Even if they take the initiative, Loting can still accept it perfectly well now.

Chapter 273: Taking and Eating at the Same Time

"It seems that this is the medium through which Miss Precys was able to invade Theresia's consciousness."

The doctor found an Originium artifact stored in the archives, which the Agorians believed to be some kind of information storage device.

"I think this is really just an ordinary Originium storage device, isn't it?"

The doctor couldn't see anything special about the device, but Lotin believed it was because Precys wanted to seal the spatial rift and prevent the super-domain (the space where demons exist) from having a direct connection with the internal space of Originium.

"The increased activity of the demons led Prissis to strengthen the airtightness of the Originium's internal space in order to seal the rift. This likely resulted in a decrease in Prissis's control over the Originium. Even if Prissis had tampered with this device before, we may not be able to tell now."

Lotin threw it into the Mountain and Sea Scroll, his home turf, in case Precys used the device to cause trouble later. After doing this, Lotin turned his gaze to Theresia, who was crouching with her head in her hands in defense.

"Theresia, compared to Precyth, I'm more merciful, aren't I?"

Lotin supplied Theresa with more mana through the Bloodthirsty Sword, allowing her to quickly return to normal.

“Your Highness Nautilus and the Doctor, I am deeply grateful for your tolerance and kindness.”

Compared to Precyth's method of directly instilling pain and fear into her consciousness, Lotin's decision to merely keep her as a prisoner bound to his side was already quite merciful. Compared to the previous Sarkaz demon lords, she even had a certain degree of freedom of movement.

"If there is anything that requires my humble assistance, Your Highness, please feel free to do so."

In fact, Theresa had long held this attitude towards Nautilus, the conqueror who was a demon king. Her sense of responsibility towards the Sarkaz made her willing to assist such a powerful but not tyrannical demon king. But this time, she asked Lotin for protection in an extremely humble manner.

Precys allowed a torrent of information about pain and fear to flood her consciousness. Even she, who had been subjected to the whispers of the ancient Sarkaz souls, could hardly bear it for a moment. Theresa had never been so submissive to her Sarkaz instincts, wanting to attach herself to a powerful demon lord in order to avoid harm and seek advantage.

“I will make full use of your talents, Theresa.”

Before leaving, Lotin planned to see Heratia one last time to stop this overly ambitious woman from indulging in unrealistic fantasies.

Theresa quickly regained her composure. Although she had already restrained herself, the dignity and solemnity of a queen still remained. She closed her eyes, trying not to recall the torment of Perseus.

Meanwhile, at their home in Heratia, the mother and daughter hadn't met for a long time.

"My little Goredia has been dumped so badly."

Heratia was not upset that her daughter was rejected, because she knew that her daughter was just as strong-willed as she was.

"First of all, my love life has nothing to do with you."

"Secondly, I wasn't dumped."

In terms of sheer willpower, Greta and her mother were practically identical, cut from the same cloth.

“Is that so? Lord Nautilus will not stay in Agor for long. You must seize the opportunity, my little Goredia.”

Heratia knew the truth without even guessing from her daughter's expression. The only problem was that it wasn't Lotin who was captivated, but her own daughter. If her daughter chose to defy her and elope with Lotin, she would be powerless to stop her.

Heratia's original confidence stemmed from the sense of responsibility she had personally instilled in Goredia regarding Agor. She intended to use this to make Goredia, in turn, use Lotin to gain greater benefits for Agor.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that if Gladys really succeeded, Lotin's controlling and possessive nature would not allow Gladys to make any such underhanded moves. Moreover, Gladys had no intention of doing so; she had already made up her mind to rebel against her mother.

"Access request".

The smart assistant displayed the visitor request to Heratia, and the view from the camera filled her with surprise and delight.

"Oh dear, Lord Nautilus has arrived."

"It seems my little Gretia is still charming enough."

That's what Heratia said. If Krotin wanted to forcibly take Godia away, she wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Her only reliance was on Godia's "responsibility" towards Agor, which she had created for her.

"Governor of Heratia, the demons in the Stargate Rift are stirring. It's a pity I can no longer enjoy the city views of Agor."

The important matter should be discussed first. Lotin believed that no matter how short-sighted Heratia was, it was not that it could not see the threat of evil.

"Of course, Agor will continue to fulfill his duties and put your teachings into practice."

Hera stated her stance on the demonic threat very clearly, then changed the subject...

What do you think of little Greta?

"She's a dancer who drives you crazy, but she's still missing something."

Lotin's provocation was undisguised.

“A Grand Knight Commander of Kazimierz previously attempted to do the same thing, and persisted despite my warnings.”

"Guess what happened to her?"

Heratia had always felt that the rulers of Kazimierz were too young, and Lotin's reminder brought to mind an extremely violent and barbaric thought—Lotin had almost completely wiped out the original rulers of Kazimierz.

Are you threatening me?

"I am threatening you."

Lotin answered Herath's question straightforwardly.

“I will put a group of more visionary people in charge of Agor. At the same time, it will not be difficult for me to slaughter the existing ruling class in Agor.”

"This is a warning. Don't let it happen again, Heratia."

The shadow of the bronze giant fell upon Heratia, causing the golden celestial globe in her hand to lose its luster. The colossal, unseen figure, a deep-sea titan resurrected from the abyss, was staring at her.

Heratia wasn't as arrogant as Russell to the point of wanting to put a collar on Nautilus. She simply hoped that her student, Agor, could receive extra care from this mentor from the prehistoric civilization. This was where she was wiser than Russell, but even this thought angered Lothing.