Ark Undead

Just then, a slightly thin figure pushed open the door and walked in.

"Bonebreaker, you're back."

The Kingslayer and the Bone Shatterer greeted each other; the two seemed to have a fairly good relationship.

Broken Bones is a boy; you can easily tell his gender just by listening to his voice.

He was wearing a gas mask, so his face was not visible.

Bone Shatter glanced at the atmosphere in the room and immediately saw Mephisto preparing to walk towards W.

"The leader is right behind us."

Shattered Bones' words successfully stopped Mephistopheles from rushing forward and asking for trouble.

Mephistopheles glared at W, stepped back, and made way for him.

Just then, a figure walked in from outside the gate.

Her silver-white hair cascaded down her shoulders in waves. Despite being an infected person, her attire and demeanor inevitably evoked images of royalty and nobility from the upper echelons of human society.

With a composed posture, she held a long, slender, unsheathed sword in her right hand. However, her black, tattered, wavy dress added a touch of menacing sharpness, and two horns peeking out from her slightly unkempt hair confirmed her race and identity.

The newcomer's dark black high-heeled leather boots made a clattering sound on the ground, which seemed to overlap with the heartbeats of the crowd.

After arriving at the innermost part of the room, I stood in front of the makeshift command board and turned around.

Her gaze, emanating from her grey pupils, swept across the room.

The leaders of the Reunion Movement bowed their heads respectfully to the woman before them.

"leader!"

"Very good, everyone is here."

The woman, referred to as the leader, lowered the greatsword she was holding in her right hand, leaned against the wall beside her, nodded, and said.

"The Patriots are still in the north holding off the Ursus garrison that came to stop us, so this meeting is just the two of us. But before we begin, I want to congratulate you all."

The woman reached up and tucked a strand of hair that was hanging in front of her eyes behind her ear, then smiled.

"We finally have our first town belonging to the Reunion Movement, and I believe you will all witness its even more glorious future in the future."

She seemed indifferent to Chernobyl itself, but rather recognized the added value it could bring.

"Therefore, today I would like to discuss with you the next action plan."

The woman's words made everyone instinctively raise their heads and look at the supreme leader of the Reunion Movement.

She smiled and began to speak...

...

After the meeting, everyone was assigned their tasks, and Broken Bones immediately left the camp, intending to complete the preliminary preparations for the work as soon as possible.

Froststar was still somewhat dazed when she left the camp.

At the end of the meeting, she couldn't help but ask the leader about the infected people's current revelry in the city.

However, he was interrupted by W several times, and had to keep his words to himself.

The content of the meeting was exactly as Frostnova had expected. But as she listened to the whole thing, she had a strange premonition.

Taking control of Chernobog was only the first step in the leader's plan; she had far more ambitious ideas, but she was unwilling to discuss them with them at this time.

"Still thinking about what just happened?"

A cold female voice suddenly rang out beside Frostnova. Turning her head, she saw the Kingslayer who had remained silent throughout the meeting.

Froststar nodded, her brows furrowing slightly.

"The leader said he wanted complete control of the heart of Chernobog, including the driving section and all the inner warehouses."

Froststar paused for a moment, then spoke again.

"While I understand the rationale for needing to control the movement, why the insistence on attacking the inner city defenses at such a rapid pace? It's like..."

"It's like they're trying to run away with the city as quickly as possible, don't you think?"

On the other side of Froststar, a teasing female voice appeared.

Without a doubt, the only person who could speak in this tone is W.

"Don't put it so harshly, mercenaries. The leader has her own plans; we just need to carry them out."

The Kingslayer's tone towards W was not pleasant. Although the two were not strangers, they were by no means close friends.

"It's just a metaphor, you understand?"

W rolled her eyes and then spoke again.

"None of us know what she's going to do with Chernobog. But she hasn't said a word about how to deal with the civilians of Chernobog. It's probably safe to assume that the civilians of Chernobog are insignificant to her."

W crossed his arms, his expression unconsciously turning somewhat sarcastic.

After hearing W's words, Frostnova nodded in agreement. She did have this feeling; the leader didn't care about the commoners still living in Chernobog.

"Oh, right, in about ten minutes, the natural disaster the messenger foretold will arrive. Although it's not a major natural disaster, it will still provide favorable conditions for our attack."

As she spoke, W quickened her pace and waved to the two people beside her.

"That's all for now, I have something to do, so I'll be going now—"

As W left, a hint of doubt flashed in the Kingslayer's eyes, before he looked at Frostnova beside him.

"The leader has ordered you to make preparations to support Lord Patriot. I also need to deal with those rats who haven't had time to leave yet. Time is of the essence, so I suggest you set off immediately."

"I understand, then let's leave it at that for now."

The two nodded amicably and then turned to leave.

Just as she was leaving, Frostnova turned back and glanced at the Kingslayer.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed her lips.

During the meeting just now, Mephisto mentioned something about Rhodes Island, and the leader was very interested.

She specifically asked W to show her the cloak fragments she had obtained.

W obediently handed it in as well.

Whether it was her imagination or not, in Frostnova's view, the leader's expression noticeably stiffened for a moment when she received the fragment of cloth. But at that moment, everyone's attention was focused on the fragment and W, who had been speaking the whole time. Apart from her, few others paid attention to the leader's reaction.

But that feeling was... fear?

"Um..."

Froststar shook her head. She felt she was overthinking things. The leader had clearly said she didn't know the undead, so why would she be afraid?

Furthermore, if the two were to actually fight...

Froststar paused for a moment.

She genuinely couldn't tell who was stronger, and no one could guarantee that their current known strength was their entirety.

However, Frostnova was genuinely nervous when the leader said he would send the Kingslayer to find out where they were.

Watching the Kingslayer's departing figure, Frostnova felt for a fleeting moment that this seemingly cold and ruthless figure was actually quite pitiful.

What to say.

I hope he's alright.

187. So unlucky, so unlucky, so unlucky!

Twenty minutes have passed since the doctor was woken up.

Aside from the five minutes wasted in the underground facility where the doctor stayed, the remaining fifteen minutes were spent on the road.

The problem is that the Reunion Movement members are evenly distributed throughout every street. Unless absolutely necessary, everyone tries to hide under the eaves and in the shadows of buildings, unwilling to confront the Reunion Movement members directly.

The Undead still played the role of the rearguard, following at the very back of the group.

Linguang and Ace act as decision-makers at the front of the team, guiding the members and deciding which direction to go.

One of the team members carried the unconscious Doctor on his back, while Amiya stayed by the Doctor's side, constantly monitoring the Doctor's condition.

This situation is indeed somewhat unexpected.

The Reunion Movement's offensive was so fierce that even Rhodes Island had not anticipated it would proceed so quickly.

The note W gave them didn't mention how many troops Reunion had. But initially, nobody really took Reunion's idea of ​​attacking Chernobog seriously.

The Reunion Movement may launch an attack, but they will not succeed.

But reality slapped them in the face; the Reunion Movement not only succeeded in taking control, but did so at an astonishing speed.

The more unpleasant reality is that it's not just the Reunion Movement that's hindering them, but also the unpredictable weather that's gathering overhead right now.

"I just hope my premonition doesn't come true."

Amiya looked up at the sky and muttered to herself, but was crushed by reality.

Dark clouds rolled in overhead. It was broad daylight, and the sun had just risen above the horizon not long ago. Now, the sky was overcast, making it difficult to see the road ahead, and a pale mist was rising from the streets.

"This is... Originium Arts?"

Nearl frowned, attempting to use her Originium Arts to dispel the mist. But only for a moment; soon, more mist would surge in, obscuring their view.

This is really not a good sign, Amiya had no choice but to say.

"Ace-senpai, can we speed things up a bit more?"

"It's already the fastest. If we go any faster, we'll have to abandon the readiness to fight at any time. If we do that, we'll be caught off guard when we engage the enemy."

Ace's judgment told him that it was because of the fog. Therefore, he needed to be even more vigilant. This fog was definitely not a normal situation. Just like Nearl's judgment, Ace also believed that this fog was Originium Arts.

"But then, a natural disaster struck."

Amiya's words drew the attention of everyone around her. They looked at Amiya in disbelief, wondering what details she had used to arrive at this conclusion.

“Just before we entered the mist, dark clouds were already gathering in the sky, and the energy index of the source stones nearby was frighteningly high. Coupled with this unknown mist, this is the only conclusion I can draw.”

As she spoke, Amiya took out the watch hands from her wrist and showed them to Ace and Nearl.

Amiya is not only a leader, but also an Originium scholar. Although she only has a rough understanding of some knowledge due to professional needs, Amiya's conclusions are absolutely correct.