The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

Skadi jumped out of the cockpit, splashing a large amount of snow. She walked towards Akado. With every step she took, her ankles and her pair of bright red leather shoes would step into the snow, and the snow would reach her calves.

It's Yelena alive! She blinked.

"?" Akado suddenly looked up at the sky.

A black dot streaked across the gray sky, suddenly sparking a dazzling fire, and then quickly enlarged.

Army Group's mortars.

The Yeti team surrounded Akado at this time. After they found that their eldest sister ran out of the forest to observe the situation and disappeared, they hurriedly followed her out of the forest, and then saw the Blood Demon holding Yelena's ear with one hand and pinching her right wrist, which she used to cast spells, with the other hand.

"..." The snow monsters didn't waste any time, they surrounded Akado with weapons, and made an attitude of "If you don't let us go, no one can leave."

The shells were flying in the sky and were about to fall.

bang——

A halberd flew in from the other side of the forest, arriving in an instant like a flash of lightning on a rainy night, exploding the shell in mid-air. Before its power subsided, it disappeared from sight with its majestic momentum.

Farther away, with a loud bell-like sound, a high-speed warship slowly stopped. The halberd smashed the battleship's main gun, and then sank into the deck without stopping, with the sound of metal tearing incessantly.

"Who told you to meddle in other people's business?" an old man's voice came from the young general's communication terminal.

"They are the infected..."

"The infected are also citizens of Ursus. Our mission is to prevent the evil demons from entering the country!" The voice in the communication channel sounded earnest.

"..." The young general took a deep look at the shattered deck, "I understand."

"Keep going and ignore the infected."

"Report! The watchtower detected a blood demon at the edge of the forest!"

"Keep going!" the general insisted.

The blood demon of unknown origin, plus the legendary Wendigo... If we really kept fighting with them like this, the evil demon would have already marched in.

*

Far in the far north. Beyond the steel-like mountains, there is a snow tide pouring down from the sky like a waterfall. The sky is invisible, and with a telescope one can only see the scenery within a few hundred meters. This place is far away from civilization, and borders on an unknown and desperate place to the north. The evil demons awaken from the ice layer in the northernmost part, and are driven by instinct to rush to the land in the south.

In this extremely cold, desolate world.

A gigantic ship, burning with blinding flames, lost control, and sped across the ground at full speed, stirring up huge snowy waves.

This is the main battleship of the Ursus Second Army, the Kuznetsov. It is equipped with three 200mm Originium-charged cannons and 22 secondary guns. The heavy armored shell is equipped with a spell resistance device, which is enough to withstand the full-scale attack of the Leitanian Tower Mage. It is a well-deserved mobile war fortress.

But at this moment, it was in an unprecedentedly bad situation. Soldiers in cold weather clothing, wearing goggles and masks covering their entire faces, rushed around the landship. Exposed skin would be frostbitten in a few seconds, and the war was about to begin, so they could not be distracted to deal with these insignificant injuries.

The Kuznetsov was originally designed to fight against the war with Leithania. All of its designs were designed to resist and counterattack spells.

And now, it is facing a terrifying enemy that is beyond its design.

A fully awakened demon.

He was as huge as a mountain, his dark body covering the sky and the sun, seemingly real and unreal, with countless tentacles waving, covered with amber eyeballs, dripping with dark water. Wherever he passed, it was as deep as the night, as dead silent as the void, and a forbidden place where no living creature was allowed to set foot.

He opened his arms to everyone on the Kuznetsov and opened the realm of death.

"Stop!" The war sorcerer used mysterious spells to freeze the out-of-control instruments and generators, and the army soldiers who obeyed the orders quickly assisted in mooring the landship.

The evil demon used a terrifying "spell" that almost made the landship lose its ability to move in an instant. Not to mention fighting, ordinary people would hear countless strange whispers once they entered his field of vision. When their eyes touched his body, they would see bizarre chaos. If their mental will was not strong enough, they would lose their self-concept in just a moment because of his existence and become a deformed monster of flesh and blood.

How can humans fight against such an evil existence?

Fortunately, both the main gun and the secondary gun have manual firing systems specially designed to deal with this situation. They do not require computer assistance and only require the operator to be an excellent gunner.

The soldiers struggled to turn a shaft on both sides of the deck, and dozens of fire hydrant-like metal devices rose up. They were amplifiers for war spells.

Standing in the amplifier and enjoying the assistance of Ursus's top military Originium technology, the War Warlock is invincible on the battlefield.

The three main guns began to charge, and the twenty-two secondary guns also turned.

An Ursus wearing protective clothing stood on the deck, operating a complex rectangular staff. A dazzling light slowly condensed in his hand.

"Evil demon, you are not allowed to set foot on the land of Ursus!"

The war sorcerer did not choose to look directly at it, but swung his left hand violently, allowing the beam of light to slash down from top to bottom like a sharp sword, meeting the overwhelming artillery fire and splitting the mountain-like tall demon and the hills behind him into two!

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063. Heroes have their old age

The bushes shook, and a tall and burly figure walked out of the darkness.

A metal mask covered his face and a pair of antlers pointed toward the sky.

He came with a heavy shield and a halberd. He was Bodracasti, the last pure-blooded Wendigo of Terra.

Codenamed Patriot, he is the commander of the infected guerrilla group "Shield". The ancient blood of the Kazdel Royal Court flows in his body. He is the most sturdy war incarnation of Ursus. The backbone of the integration movement. Yelena's father.

"Yes, Big Daddy! The battle is in our favor!" The snow monsters were surprised and relieved.

The Patriot's eyes fell on Akado, and his movements froze for a moment.

The hoarse voice was filled with nostalgia and emotion.

"I never thought... that I would be able to see you again in this frozen land of a foreign country. (Ancient Sakaz language)"

Wendigo stuck his halberd into the ground and put down his heavy shield. Facing Akado, even though he had long been a member of Ursus, he had to respect and admire him.

In the most turbulent era of Kazdel, Akado, who was only a "child", briefly took on the responsibility of the Demon King and wandered in the most dangerous wars countless times. Even after returning the crown and retreating to a remote place, he and another blood demon co-authored more than a dozen folk medical books, saving the lives of millions of Sarkaz from illness and serious injuries.

New Sarkaz grew up calling out and praising the codenames of "Blood Demon King" or "Deep Blood King", and the name Akado could always be found in the medical books popular among the people of Kazdel. After the long struggle, the shadow of the blood demon could be found in every aspect of the peaceful years when Theresa and Theresis ruled together.

"I have seen you, son of Hurtikz. Your name is... Bodracasti, (in ancient Sakaz)" Akado glanced at his own shadow.

He let go of Yelena, "Take your men and leave. Let me catch up with your father."

"You old stubborn man..." Yelena blushed, covered her ears and ran away from Akado.

"......" Patriot waved his hand, indicating that it was not appropriate to explain now. He turned to look at Acardo, "How do you know that she is my daughter?"

"The power of the devil still remains in my body." The blood demon pinched the dark blue rings.

Skadi quietly followed Yelena away. She planned to go to the Reunion Movement to see what Tallulah, who had killed many Rhodes Island operators, looked like now.

Only two ancient Sarkaz were left on the snow.

The Wendigo sat cross-legged, and the Blood Demon solidified a chair with blood and looked at him face to face.

"Over two hundred years, and as a pureblood, I've aged faster than anyone else," Akado seemed to be sighing.

"Perhaps, this is war," Bozhukas responded dully.

When a person grows old, between his gaze and his conversation, between cucumbers and tea leaves, he rises like smoke and falls like water. He can only wait for the darkness to approach and swallow up all the light.

Accardo smiled rarely, "What makes us old is life, or rather, emotion."

“…” The Wendigo was silent.

"When we encounter danger, the first thing we think of is not to kill the danger, but to protect certain people and hope that they escape quickly. Then we are already old." The Blood Demon's gaze became distant.

"My, daughter, you have gotten used to calling me 'old stubborn'." The Patriot's voice was a little low. Facing the Sarkaz who were as experienced as himself, he rarely revealed his true feelings.

"My daughter is similar," Accardo was expressionless again, covering his forehead, "I picked up a girl from Liberi as my heir ten years ago... I don't know what happened recently, but she seems to have transferred her adolescent longing for the opposite sex onto me."

"..." Bozhukasti's pupils trembled violently.

Is it true that someone would have unethical thoughts about their adopted daughter?

Akado obviously didn't know how to do that. He just sighed quietly and said, "I have been trying to find a way to correct her these days."

"..." Bozhukas was a little speechless. He thought about it carefully. People like Akado, who always keep their appearance unchanged and possess great power, are indeed easy to attract women.

"Why did you come to the tundra?"

"I was following..." Akado glanced at the direction Skadi left, "a scholar's wish."

"And, a prophecy." The Blood Demon's gaze fell on Bozhukasti.

"The Sarkaz traitors and those who are dishonorable at the end of their bloodline will be executed by the Sarkaz monarch."

"Bozhukasti... No, patriot of Ursus, are you ready to be killed?" A malicious smile slowly appeared on Akado's face. "Have you forgotten how much damage you and the Wendigo tribe caused to Kazdel when you left?"

The Patriot stood up, took up his weapon, looked at Akado, and remained silent.

"The Demon King will execute you," Akado stood up, and the chair made of blood collapsed. The river of blood rushed in the snow. "I am waiting for this generation of Demon King to grow up."

"..." Bozhukas walked towards him, "I now fight for the infected."

"I live for your majesty's ideals," Akado held the greatsword made of blood, "Your majesty defines my life, and I am the derivative of her will."

"But the concept of betrayal ultimately needs to be judged by the Demon King himself—" The Blood Demon disappeared.

The patriot suddenly raised his shield to block in front of him.

Boom!

The next moment, Akado flashed in front of the Patriot and stomped hard on his shield.

Hidden in this not-so-rugged body is pure power that is no less than that of a Wendigo!

Blood Demons were originally monsters born for the battlefield. Their body density is extremely high, and the weight of an adult Blood Demon is even similar to that of a Wendigo at the same stage. They evolved a slender body and shape just to better hide in the darkness!

For 200 years, Akado had tempered his body to the limit determined by his race through countless deaths and battles.

The patriot's body sank into the snow, and the palm of his hand holding the shield rubbed against the handle, making a sharp creaking sound.

The two old men who were chatting happily in the last second became enemies fighting each other for life and death in the next moment.

The pure-blooded Royal Court Sarkaz had an extremely long lifespan.

An average human being can live to 60 years old, which is considered healthy and long-lived in Terra. He will gradually lose his youthful vigor, immaturity and courage, become nostalgic, and become cautious in everything.

When he reached 100, he had nothing to desire. A hundred years was short and long at the same time. A century was enough for him to see clearly his fate and life. He understood the boredom of hatred and the ruthlessness of war.

If I could live to be 200 years old like Acardo...

Life and death are no longer important to him. He only cares about whether he still adheres to his original beliefs.

064. Black Snake gave up thinking

As if a natural disaster had swept through, countless gullies were crisscrossed and deep enough to reveal the soil and rocks buried hundreds of years ago. Broken trees mixed with freshly dug soil were scattered in the snow, dyeing the whiteness into brown and gray.

In a purely physical contest, the Patriots actually had the advantage.

Akado did not use any magic. He did not want to kill the last pure-blooded Wendigo. The power to execute the Lord of the Royal Court belonged to the Demon King.

The blood demon who came from afar was reminding this old man who was about the same age as himself that no matter which country you belong to or whose orders you believe in, the blood of Kazdel flows in your body after all. They transcend time and space and are loyal to the Demon King.

The Wendigo held up the heavy shield that was dented by the blows and exhaled a stream of scalding air.

The Blood Demon, whose half of the body was cut off by the halberd, was reborn in the snow. Relying solely on his physical fitness, the Patriot, whose motor function was enhanced by the Ore Disease, was naturally much better than Akado. He was able to forcibly narrow the gap determined by this talent, all thanks to the immortality brought by the Dead River.

"It's really boring," Accardo commented.

Without using spells or the power of the Demon King, it would be difficult for him to destroy the armor and large shields made of Ursus's top military craftsmanship with just weapons made of blood.

The feeling of hitting is no less than using plasticine to chop an iron shell.

It's really hard to arouse people's interest in fighting.

Akado waved his hand and walked towards his land vehicle. "Lead the way to the temporary base of the Integration Movement."

"...Is this also the power of the Demon King?"

"Just take that as an excuse," the Blood Demon looked at the Wendigo, "I want to meet your 'leader'."

"Ah, I see it, it's Tallulah," Skadi glanced at the cave that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly she clapped her hands and read in a flat voice.

"Who are you?!" The snow monsters then noticed that a girl with silver hair and a red dress had been following their team.

There is no sense of existence, just like the calm sea.

"Skadi."

"......" Yelena looked at Skadi, as if she was facing a formidable enemy. In her impression, this girl who called herself "Skadi" and whose race was similar to that of a blood demon should be Akado's companion... the blood demon?

But maybe it was an illusion, Yelena didn't feel the slightest hostility from her.

The other person just looked at him with eyes that hid a smile and joy, without any further words or actions.

"How can there be infected people in a place like this?" Tallulah walked out of the cave, frowning. The Yeti team stood outside for a long time, and she came over to inquire about the situation.