Ark Undead

He watched as the Undead bent his knees, stood up sideways, and swung his greatsword upwards from below!

Ding!

Fortunately, the Imperial Guard reacted quickly enough. Even in mid-air, with his face turned upwards, he calmly slung his long sword behind his back and blocked the upward strike.

Amidst the clanging of steel, the Imperial Guard was sent flying several meters into the air by the Undead, like a baseball.

It wasn't over yet. After the Undead's upward slash, he used the remaining force of the slash to turn around and look at the Imperial Guard who had just landed beside him.

He gripped the end of the sword hilt with his left hand and slashed the greatsword down from behind him with a heavy blow!

Dang!

The greatsword struck the raised longsword, producing a thunderous roar that made the objects tremble.

Having taken a solid blow from the Undead, the Imperial Guard knelt on the ground, his face turning a deep purplish-red, and bright red blood immediately began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

"You little thief! Don't be so arrogant!"

The leader of the Imperial Guards shouted, dragged his sword forward, gripped the hilt with both hands on his left side, and came behind the Undead. He then raised his sword, about to strike the Undead's armor.

How could an immortal not hear this sound?

Before he even turned around, he had already regained his balance.

As he turned around, he was facing the leader of the Imperial Guards who had just raised his sword.

The immortal turned around, dragged his sword, and with a single upward strike, blocked the fierce blow from the opposite direction.

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard could not advance an inch, but the immense force from the long sword in his hand suddenly eased.

Using the force of the collision between the two weapons, the Undead man flipped backward and spun perfectly, landing with his right hand sheathing his sword behind him.

In just one encounter, the three Imperial Guards were completely unable to defeat this knight in terms of martial arts alone.

Whether it's skill, strength, or the ability to judge distance and timing, they were completely outmatched.

The immortal held his sword behind his back with his right hand, while his left hand hung limply to the ground. He lowered his body and bent his legs slightly.

He lowered his eyes to the ground, his stance seemingly relaxed, yet he was ready to draw his greatsword again at any moment and slash at any enemy who dared to charge at him.

"cough..."

The Imperial Guard who had actually taken a sword strike from the Undying Man finally couldn't suppress his internal injuries and coughed up a mouthful of foul blood.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard held his swords in both hands, to his face. He turned his head slightly to look at his comrade who was kneeling beside him.

"Such strength, such skill..."

The imperial guard grimaced, blood seeping from between his teeth.

He stood up and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground beside him.

"Pooh!"

The blood foam fell to the ground, mingled with the dust, and then quickly quieted down.

The Undead looked at the blood on the ground, and with some surprise, he raised his eyes and glanced at the Imperial Guards in front of him.

"Where exactly do you come from? I would appreciate it if you could tell me."

Only now did the leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard truly become wary of the undead, speaking up to buy time for his two companions to regain their composure.

"Your blood has no taste."

The immortal man gave an irrelevant answer, looking at the Imperial Guard in front of him with surprise.

"But he smelled very strongly, especially from the knife..."

"I told you, this is top military secret. Where did you get this information from?"

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Logically speaking, aside from a few old fogies, no one outside of Yan Kingdom should know about this... oh right, there's also that group of lunatics from Ursus who are just like them.

But the person in front of him had neither an Ursus accent nor was he covered up completely.

So the only answer is to guess at those old fogies.

Regardless of the circumstances, these matters are the secrets of the Great Yan Dynasty's prosperity and the sins they bear, which cannot be discussed with outsiders.

"I just smelled it, and you have to give me an explanation for this."

The Undead did not directly answer the Embroidered Uniform Guard's question. Putting aside whether they believed him or not, their condition alone made the Undead very puzzled.

What kind of situation allows someone to possess both the aura of the abyss and the ability to maintain their sanity? This is something that has never been encountered before, except perhaps by death.

"smell?"

The leading Jinyiwei soldier plunged his long sword into the ground and sneered.

"What a joke! Do you think you're some great general guarding the border? You think you can smell those villains? Fine, since you're unwilling to tell the truth, then you can keep this secret forever."

He kicked at the long sword with strange patterns. When his toe struck the strange patterns on the blade, a loud clang rang out, and the patterns on the blade seemed to come alive amidst the vibrations.

The remaining two Imperial Guards followed suit, plunging their blades into the ground and kicking the backs of their swords.

Instantly, a buzzing sound arose, and starting from the back of the three longswords, the color that was originally the same as the blade gradually changed into a dazzling golden yellow.

The patterns gradually became clearer, like a giant dragon chasing the sun, while the melting snow on the ground gradually dissipated, revealing the springtime of the earth.

Moreover, when the sword was activated, the corresponding armor also seemed to come alive.

Those scales that originally resembled fish scales suddenly changed direction, standing up inch by inch like reversed scales.

Black mist surged from the gaps in the armor, enveloping the entire body of the Imperial Guard in an instant. The mist screamed and grinned, trying to cover the entire body of the Imperial Guard.

It was as if tentacles were reaching towards their necks, about to penetrate through their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

It seeks to drag all living things into an abyss of despair and darkness, just as it did to their ancestors.

But just as the mist reached up to his neck, the black beast mask on his face let out a majestic roar.

It was as if an ancient creature lowered its head and growled, frightening the black mist so much that it dared not go any further.

Thus, the grayish-white and deep black fog were clearly distinct on the Jinyiwei, and the black fog gradually solidified after intersecting, re-coalescing with the fish-scale chainmail.

When the fog dissipated, the scales on their armor had turned in the opposite direction, and the tips of the scales were still trembling slightly, like a suppressed beast trembling unwillingly.

The three Imperial Guards then pulled their now-disfigured longswords from the ground, held them with both hands, and slung them over their shoulders, lowering their stance to face the undead before them.

"I saw it..."

Even the immortals couldn't believe what they were seeing.

There really is something, there really is something that, besides the Primordial Flame, can suppress the Abyss.

Without a doubt, the black mist was the filth spewing from the abyss, which was somehow imprisoned in their armor, while the black beast masks on their faces were objects that sealed another power.

When they activate the power of the blade, the abyssal power within them is also activated simultaneously, while the beast masks on their faces protect their brains—a defensive barrier. When they are corrupted by the power, the beast masks suppress the abyssal corruption, forcing them to provide the armored figures with superhuman strength.

The reversed armor plates and the black mist still swirling around his body were proof of being suppressed.

Even the immortals were stunned for a moment, which was truly beyond common sense.

For him, only the Primordial Flame could suppress the Abyss; nothing else could make the Abyss recede on its own.

But today, he saw it.

"call..."

Those Imperial Guards also expended a great deal of energy, undoubtedly a great deal. They constantly changed the air they breathed in, and also constantly inhaled the white mist emanating from the beast masks.

"How... how did they do that?!"

He took a step forward and asked, slightly shocked.

"Why is there something that can suppress the abyss?!"

"You call it an abyss?"

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard chuckled softly.

"Haha...that's a pretty old-fashioned name. Hmph...let me guess, who told you that name...those damn guards, that true king of Kazdel, or...Wei Yanwu and that rat?"

The immortals were even more astonished.

What's going on? Those damned guards, the true king of Kazdel—who are these people?

And what about Wei Yanwu and the Rat King? Why should Wei Yanwu and the Rat King know about these things?!

They clearly...

Seeing the immortal man stunned, the Imperial Guards immediately believed their judgment.

"Indeed, His Majesty is right. Wei Yanwu never wanted to sit in that position. But it was his duty. He wanted to escape and take Longmen away from Da Yan. Perhaps he still hasn't understood this principle: Longmen only exists because of Da Yan."

As the leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard spoke, he inhaled a sufficient amount of white vapor. With the help of this vapor, his breathing gradually became steady, and his tone turned cold.

"The first round is over, my friend, now it's time to get serious!"

The mud and dust beneath the feet of the three Imperial Guards flew up like cannonballs, crashing into the immortal in front of them.

The Undead's eyes, hidden beneath his helmet, flickered slightly; at this moment, he no longer had the intention to kill these people.

He wanted to subdue these people and get the truth out of them.

"Okay... you didn't really have to do this."

laugh...

The wisps of flame on the sword swelled with the wind, and when the three black and gold figures came crashing down with tremendous force, the Undead also leaped up from his crouching position.

The sword ignited flames, and the undead spun in the air for a full circle. When he faced the Imperial Guard again, the golden blade was only a few meters away from him.

The immortal gripped the sword hilt with both hands in mid-air, his hands arched backward as if carrying a thousand-pound mountain on his back. He exerted force from his abdomen and dragged the sword forward, slamming it down violently!

In an instant, sparks flew and black and gold swirled.

The two sides collided violently!

On the same night, at the same time, another group of people were engaged in a fierce chase within Dragon Gate City.

Shattered Bones continued to shoot out Originium explosives from his hands, while he was still holding a girl in his left arm.

The kingslayer could only block a few attacks coming from behind him. To protect the girl in his arms, he tried his best to maneuver and change his posture several times in the air, just to dodge the attacks from behind.

The girl continued to struggle in his arms, trying to break free from the grip of the broken bones.