Ark Undead

They all saw his head slightly raised.

Although his face could not be seen, everyone seemed to feel a gaze sweep over them, under which any secret that they tried to hide could not be concealed.

It was as if something had reached directly into my heart, trying to pry open all the secrets from the sealed safe.

Nearl gripped his warhammer, suppressing the urge to smash it down; the feeling was anything but joyful. Even though this was the person they had been trying to rescue all along.

Seemingly sensing Lin Guang's displeasure, the man actually turned his head to look at Lin Guang.

"I'm sorry, this is... I don't know either... I'm sorry."

He spoke incomprehensible words, but Lin Guang felt the sensation within her disappear.

The apostle belonging to Rhodes Island slightly relaxed the warhammer he was gripping in his right hand. What was going on?

The man paused for a while before looking at the girl beside him.

Looking at her, the man seemed to see another person, another person he couldn't remember.

"You are..."

The man asked, puzzled.

"who are you?"

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

No one, everyone who comes here, can understand this sentence.

He is a PhD, and he is the person everyone is hoping will lead them out of their predicament.

But this person actually asked such a question at this moment.

Amiya's gaze trembled slightly for a moment, but then quickly hardened.

"Doctor, could you please say something again?"

The negative effects of the slumber gradually faded in his voice, and the man's language ability gradually returned.

"Do you...do you know who I am? Do you recognize me?"

The doctor's voice seemed to have a strange magic. The restlessness and unease in everyone's hearts were soothed after the voice appeared.

"I know who you are. You are the Doctor, the person we are trying to rescue right now. You are also important to Amiya!"

Little Amiya gripped the doctor's hand tightly.

No one knew what she was feeling at that moment. But Amiya managed to calm herself down and explained the situation clearly.

Have you forgotten who you are? Do you remember even the slightest bit of information?

The man Amiya called Doctor lowered his head and thought carefully for a few seconds before shaking his head.

Amiya swallowed hard, looked at Ace opposite the coffin, and spoke decisively.

"Senior Ace, let's help the doctor up first."

Ace should also be able to confirm that the person in front of her is the Doctor. So, following Amiya's words, she gently helped the Doctor up.

The doctor left the coffin. His long sleep had left his body somewhat uncoordinated, and even walking was a bit difficult.

The Undead scrutinized the newly awakened Doctor, trying to glean even the slightest information from the decorations on his body.

Just as the Undead were sizing up the Doctor, the Doctor also turned his gaze to the man covered in armor.

Neither of them could see the other's face, but they could both feel that gaze sweeping over them.

Just as the Undead were about to go back and discuss it further, the Doctor spoke up.

"You are..."

The doctor looked as if he recognized the Undead, but at that moment, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and even his voice became painful.

"It's hot...it's so hot...I..."

"PhD?!"

The doctor's body was convulsing uncontrollably, and neither Amiya nor Ace could control his stiff yet constantly convulsing body.

The doctor immediately shrank to the ground and curled up into a ball.

Amiya gritted her teeth and reached out her hand to try to help the doctor up.

But in that instant, she felt as if her hands were being burned by something. It was as if a pain bursting from her brain and spreading throughout her body swept over every inch of Amiya's skin, and the petite girl involuntarily collapsed.

This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.

what happened? !

Only the Undead's gaze suddenly narrowed. He first glanced at the Doctor's appearance again, then took two steps forward and placed his hands on the two of them.

A bright yellow flame ignited on his palm, dispelling the unknown pain the moment it touched the two of them.

The doctor's condition gradually stabilized, and his breathing became calmer.

Amiya lay on the ground, covered in sweat. Although the pain had subsided, she looked at the Doctor beside her in horror.

That pain, that burning sensation...

Just as she was about to ask the doctor what had happened.

The Undead spoke, and his voice echoed throughout the room.

"You've been burned."

His words left everyone except Amiya completely baffled.

Amiya also looked up at the Undead at that moment.

Yes, at that moment, the emotion transmitted back by Amiya's Originium Arts, which was inexplicably activated, was boundless pain, a kind of agony as if being burned by flames to every inch of her body and even her soul.

The Undead stared at the Doctor, who was gradually turning his head to the ground.

I had seen that struggling look with my own eyes.

Solar struggles in the First Flame, and Rudolf the Exile struggles in his dreams.

Even he himself had suffered that kind of pain.

"Who are you?"

The doctor, lying on the ground, stared straight at the undead standing right next to him.

He raised his hand shakily and pointed to the face of the immortal.

Even though his words were very weak, everyone heard them.

"I...I remember now! It's you...you..."

boom!

His arm fell limply to the ground, and the man in the black protective suit lost consciousness.

In the ensuing silence, Amiya was the first to react.

"Senior Ace, please carry the Doctor on your back, we have to leave!"

Her lips were still pale, but Amiya made her decision at that moment.

"Time has passed, and the Reunion Movement has probably already completely taken over the city. If we wait until they realize what's happening and start clearing everything out, we'll be discovered very quickly!"

She propped herself up, her body weak, and stared intently at the immortal.

"Mr. Undying...can't we go back and sort these things out properly?!"

Seemingly realizing that her tone had been too forceful, Amiya paused, her face paling even more, and then changed her tone.

"I also have a lot of questions. Let's find out what happened together after we're safe, okay?"

The girl, who was originally vulnerable, showed such decisiveness at this moment that even the immortals were pulled back from their endless doubts by Amiya.

The man in the gray-black armor nodded, turned, and walked towards the door.

Now it can finally be confirmed.

Although the main character was already unconscious, his words before he fell into a coma unconsciously aroused anticipation in the immortals.

He knows himself.

This PhD knows who the Immortal is!

185. In itself, or in name?

Just as Ace, Amiya, and the others were evacuating the underground facility.

Meanwhile, Mlam, along with her group of members, had safely arrived near the designated evacuation point.

Throughout the entire journey, Mlam was only concerned with whether anyone had fallen behind. Even when they finally arrived at the designated location, and despite seeing the helicopter already prepared there, he showed no emotional change. He kept turning back to warn Azazel and his squad members to watch their step.

Before boarding the transport plane, Mimi glanced behind her. Mlam reached out and patted Mimi on the shoulder, signaling her to hurry up and board the transport plane and not waste time.

"Someone has fallen behind."

Mimi said something in a low voice, but still followed Mulam's instructions.

Just now, when we were in the underground sewers, everyone heard Scout's words.

Before Scout returned, and before they returned to Rhodes Island, Mrum's orders were equivalent to the squad leader's orders.

Mlam also heard Mimi's soft murmur. But he remained unmoved and went to the back to help Azazel's members, helping them up the slope one by one and putting them on the helicopter.

Until the last Azazel patient, who had fallen behind, boarded the transport plane, Mlam glanced inside the plane and then looked back in the direction from which everyone had come.

Beside him, the operatives who had come to provide support had also heard what had happened. They remained silent and looked back with Mlam.

No one asked why the engine hadn't been started even though the people had arrived; they all just kept their heads down and didn't say a word.

Mlam glanced at his watch; ten minutes had passed since they arrived.

Mlam had been standing here waiting for about five minutes.

The operative behind him glanced at his watch and couldn't help but step forward and say something.

"We must evacuate now; it's already been more than twenty minutes past the scheduled evacuation time!"

"hold on."