Ark Undead

Huang and the immortals started chatting about other things again, and soon Huang let out another hearty laugh.

The immortals, on the other hand, showed no emotional changes throughout the entire process, at most just a slight twitch at the corner of their mouths.

The feeling of sitting with people, chatting, and having a drink is not bad.

The Undead took a sip of his beer and began to reminisce about the past.

A warm campfire, hearty laughter, fine wine that even the undead can enjoy, and a friend who will never break his promise.

At the same time, in the Ursus snowfield.

People were carrying boxes of supplies from outside the tent into it.

"Is this enough for us to survive the winter? How can you ask such a question? Our goal is not just to survive."

The masked Reunion Movement member, dressed in thick clothing, shook his head and said to his friend beside him.

"Others may not think that way, but we Yetis cannot forget our initial goal."

"Of course I know! I'm just a little worried. Could something big be about to happen? My older sister has been stockpiling supplies lately, and I wonder what she'll be doing with them."

The Reunion soldier, who called himself the Yeti, sighed; he had a bad feeling.

But then, a voice rang out from behind him.

"These are the supplies we need on our way to Chernobog."

When the sound rang out, the two Yeti members immediately straightened up and turned to face the girl.

"Miss!"

They both saluted in unison, then looked intently at the woman in front of them.

"We were just..."

"Don't worry too much. Talulah has a new mission for us, and these supplies are for the mission."

The woman, referred to as "Big Sister," had long, snow-white hair that looked particularly fitting against the vast, frozen snowfield.

Surprisingly, despite being in the snowfield, she was wearing rather thin clothing, as if she couldn't feel the cold.

Her voice, like her appearance, was cold and clear, with a chilling edge.

However, her tone when speaking to the two of them was not particularly harsh.

"Get ready, we're leaving tomorrow, so don't fall behind."

161. The Changed Beliefs of the Kagyu School

While the immortals were being pulled aside by Hoshino and Ace to exchange feelings, Melantha, Ceobe, and Skadi were also exchanging feelings.

Three girls who seemed like an unlikely pair were brought together by one person who acted as a connecting link, and gradually began to get to know each other.

Oh, except for Kroos. This child only knows that both of them are good people who feed her, and that they are important partners and friends to the immortals.

Skadi remained silent throughout, occasionally speaking up to remind Melantha if she had forgotten something.

Melantha, on the other hand, always took the lead among the three, deciding where everyone would go each day.

Sometimes she would invite Melanie and the other reserve team members to go to a movie or have a meal together.

In this atmosphere, over the past week or two, Skadi's reputation among Melantha's friends has become much more normal.

As everyone knows, Skadi is just a normal girl who likes pretty clothes and desserts.

The only abnormal thing is that both she and Melantha have a strange obsession with improving their own martial arts skills.

Skadi was eager to spar with Melantha, and the two had privately arranged to practice at the training ground at least three times during this period.

Melantha's martial arts skills were quite attractive to Skadi, not because Melantha's technique was particularly good.

Rather, Melantha's instructor was an Undead, whose skills were among the best in the world, let alone the murderous sword technique Melantha learned.

Skadi is different from Melantha; the core difference between their skills lies in one's ability to fight giant soldiers versus her ability to fight humans.

Skadi was fascinated by the undead's killing techniques, and each time she sparred with Melantha, she was amazed by the cunning of their attacks and the ghostly speed of their movements. But unfortunately, Melantha was ultimately just Melantha. If an undead were to wield these skills, Skadi couldn't stop them.

Melantha was also very interested in Skadi's swordsmanship. A very important aspect of Skadi's greatsword technique was the aura she exuded. Skadi's overwhelming aura and skillful use of the sword were things that Melantha, who only used a light straight sword, had never encountered before.

Both of them benefited greatly from their matches against each other.

Usually when the two were fighting, Kroos would lie down on a chair next to the training room and take a nap.

After arriving at Rhodes Island, Ceobe's need for weapons diminished considerably; she no longer carried her weapon friends with her at all times.

Because she knew that no one would steal her food, and she could sleep in a clean and warm house without worrying about being woken up in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately, the only downside is that you can't stay with the undead anymore. Otherwise, it would be much more comfortable to sleep next to a warm campfire.

All three knew that the Undead were going to leave Rhodes Island for a while on a mission.

Ceobe reacted the most strongly, while Melantha and Skadi were relatively calm. After all, they are both Rhodes Island operators, so it's normal for them to know this.

Although Kroos is an operator, she is more like a patient, and so far she has not been exposed to anything related to missions.

The blond idiot went to knock on the Undead's door late at night and insisted on sleeping while hugging the Undead's gauntlet.

The immortal had no choice but to comply with her request and let her lie by the campfire all night.

However, after taking a nap, Kroos stopped making a fuss.

What is this? Is it replenishing the energy of the undead?

Tomorrow is the day the Undead set off, and there's not much for them to pack.

However, someone unexpectedly extended an invitation to the Undead, and it was actually from the Medical Department.

When the immortal arrived at the medical department's reception room, the first thing he saw was a dignified woman sitting in a wheelchair.

And the female knight standing beside her.

When the Undead saw this scene, he felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

In the Age of Fire, there was a kingdom called Kalim that worshipped the White Religion.

The saints of Kalim are world-renowned believers who can recall many miracles from the scriptures and spread divine power throughout the world. But the white gods are the very protectors of the flame of faith.

Therefore, the saints of Kalim all aspire to become fire-tethering maidens with the mission of linking the flame.

But the path to becoming a Fire Mage is never easy. Therefore, the saintesses will be accompanied by knights from Kalim.

During the Undead's journey, he met several saintesses. But only one saintesse and her guardian knight left a deep impression on him.

Guardian Knight Ego and Blind Saintess Irina.

The Undead first encountered them near a prison cell in the Undead settlement beneath Lothric.

The promise they made during their journey is unforgettable for the undead. And now, the undead see similar reflections in these two.

Margaret's Originium Arts are light, and her weapon is a warhammer, which is quite similar to that hypocritical paladin.

"Mr. Undying, you've arrived."

Margaret saw the Undead standing in the doorway, looking somewhat dazed, so she waved and greeted him.

"Come in and sit down, I'll make you a cup of tea."

Lin Guang leaned down and exchanged a few words with Nightingale, who was sitting in a wheelchair, before going next door to prepare drinks for the Undead.

The immortal man sat down on the sofa and looked at the nightingale in the wheelchair.

The nightingale's eyes were bright at this moment, and she looked completely different from before, with much better spirits.

How are you feeling?

Out of politeness, regardless of whether the other person knew him or not, the Undead still greeted him.

Judging from your condition, you seem to be in good spirits lately.

"Thanks to Mr. Undead's help, I haven't had nightmares for several days."

Nightingale appeared slightly reserved upon seeing the Undead. Although she was not good with words, she still tried her best to speak to her benefactor.

"My sleep quality is very good. Apart from the fact that my schedule is different from before and I'm not used to it, everything is fine."

It seems that Nightingale has learned from either The Shining or Margaret who helped her escape the dream.

According to many rumors about the operators, Nightingale always stays quietly in a corner. Even when on missions, she just quietly protects everyone.

At first, the operators treated this dignified woman, who seemed like a caged bird, with pity.

But Nightingale earned everyone's respect through her own abilities. No matter the mission, Nightingale always managed to protect the operators who accompanied her.

"Ah."

The Undead knew that Nightingale's previous condition was not normal, and he was very curious, so he asked.

"I heard that Miss Nightingale's Originium Arts are related to medicine?"

"Yes."

The nightingale nodded and added a sentence.

"To be precise, I'm better at protecting my teammates from harm than treating existing wounds."

"Is that so? Could you show me your Originium Arts?"

The immortal raised a question, making no attempt to conceal his purpose.

“Since you know I helped you, I’ll be frank. I’m concerned about what happened on the day of the treatment, and I suspect it might be related to what you’ve studied.”

"My...learning?"

A hint of confusion flickered in the nightingale's eyes; she didn't quite understand what "undying" meant.

If Nightingale's memory were still intact, perhaps she would have immediately given the answer about immortality, but unfortunately...

"Sorry... I don't remember. But, it's okay."

The nightingale stretched out her hand and gently lifted it in the air, as if something was in her hand being gently opened by her.

At the same time, a beautiful birdcage appeared out of thin air around the Undead and the Nightingale.

At first glance, the birdcage has a cold, steel-like texture. But upon closer inspection, one can detect a subtle, flowing fluorescence within its dark color.

This looks very much like Originium Arts. Both its appearance and its almost tangible phantom-like quality are the kind of things that only Originium Arts could achieve.