Ark Undead

The Imperial Guard was flattered and shook his head, then sat down shyly, waiting for his leader to continue talking to the Undead.

"Then let me ask again, where did you learn thunder magic from? And how did you reach your current level? Was it within the Great Yan territory?"

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard seemed to have discovered something very important. He looked at the immortal and asked excitedly.

The Undead shook his head, he said.

"Although I don't know why you're asking me this, I can tell you. I learned this thunder technique you mentioned much earlier than the Great Yan Dynasty existed, but I've lost some of my memories."

The leader of the Imperial Guards was unsteady on his feet, and the other two Imperial Guards also looked like they couldn't sit still.

Then the Imperial Guard spoke again and asked.

"Sir...have you ever heard of 'True Fire'?"

"Real fire? What is that?"

The Undead learned all sorts of new terms today: first lightning magic, then palm lightning, and then true fire. He has absolutely no idea what these guys are trying to say.

However, according to the logic of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, even the immortals themselves had their own guesses.

Solal had told him that he had already awakened once before and left his mark on Terra. If he too had once lingered in the Great Yan, then perhaps the True Fire they spoke of was...

The Undead raised his hand, and with a hiss, a cluster of golden flames ignited from his hand.

The leader of the Imperial Guards, his hands trembling, removed a piece of armor from the shattered pieces of his own armor.

"This humble servant...this humble servant has dared to test the true fire with the body of a demon, and begs for forgiveness from you, my lord!"

After saying that, he threw the armor plate in his hand at the flame in the Undead's right hand.

In that instant, the armor plates thrown by the Imperial Guards seemed to burn fiercely as if they were gasoline, and in a daze, one could hear the sharp howls coming from the hands of the Undead.

In less than a second, the armor plates were completely evaporated, leaving not even a trace of black mist.

The Undead could sense the First Flame's emotions through its right hand. It was telling itself that this level of Abyss was ridiculously weak, and that it wanted to devour more of the Abyss.

The immortal looked at the Imperial Guard in front of him.

At some point, the three Imperial Guards knelt down from their seats and trembled beside the Undead.

"Welcome back, divine general! Long live the Great Yan!"

The flames burned quietly as the Undead remained seated.

Silent for a long time.

"No... what are you doing..."

The immortal felt like he had slept for a while, and it must have been quite a long time...

What's with this supposed reincarnation of a deity? The attitude of these Imperial Guards is like a rollercoaster, and the worst part is that it's all so awkward.

"Please stand up, sit down, and talk slowly."

The Undead put away his initial flame, and he really wanted to take off his helmet and rub his temples.

So, what exactly is this divine general?

After a long time, the immortal finally learned everything he wanted to know from the Jinyiwei who had sat down and calmed down.

"So, you think I'm the divine general who saved the Great Yan Dynasty in the legends?"

"Don't worry, sir. With pure lightning magic and the true fire that suppresses evil spirits, we...we won't mistake you for someone else!"

The three Imperial Guards were so overjoyed that they could hardly speak.

"Legend has it that at the beginning of the Great Yan Dynasty, our ancestors were food for the gods. We lived on this land as if we were born to serve those gods. Until the appearance of the gods, who joined forces with our ancestors to suppress the demons and shoot down the evil gods. They bestowed titles upon the gods who were in the neutral camp and created the Great Yan Dynasty, which continues to this day."

"On the battlefield, we collected the bodies of fallen gods and used various body parts of demons as materials to forge armor and precious swords, using the power of the gods to fight against the gods."

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard also realized something: the "divine general" in front of him seemed to know nothing.

But as long as he knows thunder magic and has true fire by his side, he will never mistake it.

"The divine general bestowed the cultivation method of thunder magic upon the founding emperor, and left true fire before the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons to suppress it for a thousand years. Later, when the divine general departed, the entire court followed him. The people lined the streets to see him off, hoping only for his early return. Now, I have finally found him! It is you!"

As he spoke, the Imperial Guard practically pressed himself against the Undead, grabbing his leg. He was practically begging, "Take me away!"

“Thunder magic may be a power that you lords can cultivate. But only true fire can only be commanded by emperors of past dynasties. Apart from the divine generals and His Majesty, no one can summon true fire. Similarly, even if demons appear in the Great Yan territory, as long as the true fire in front of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave does not go out, those evil gods will not be able to cause any trouble.”

The Undead frowned and pushed away the Imperial Guards who were practically pressed against him; he found their enthusiastic attitude rather strange.

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard also composed himself, coughed twice in a low voice, and said.

"Ahem... So, the True Fire and Thunder Technique in your hands are proof of your identity. Only a divine general in person can control both of these powers simultaneously. I would never mistake you for someone else!"

The immortal understood.

They're right, the True Fire... no, the Primordial Fire. The Primordial Fire can indeed only be used by the user.

Since the True Fire and the Primordial Fire they mentioned are the same thing, then the True Fire left in front of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave that they mentioned could only have been left by himself.

That period of history is now over a thousand years old.

In other words, he had finally found the first piece of evidence that proved he had awakened hundreds, or even thousands of years ago and left his mark on this continent.

but...

"Then what about the masks on your faces? How come I see that they can also suppress the abyss within you?"

"This mask?"

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard removed his mask, revealing his face.

He has regular facial features, and his eyebrows and eyes make him look like a young man in his teens or twenties, but the ends of his beard are already a bit gray.

It was a little Filin who handed the mask in his hand to the Undead.

The immortal took it and carefully felt the power contained within, while the leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard also spoke.

"This is the power of our ancestors. One of the ancestors who fought alongside you, the God General, perished in the final battle to seal the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. Although his body disappeared, his soul remained in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for a thousand years with the True Fire you left behind. Because he became one with the True Fire, his power also has the ability to suppress demonic nature, but it is far less powerful than the True Fire in your hands."

The immortal did sense a slight familiarity with the mask, but it wasn't quite clear.

"Everyone who fights for the Great Yan, whether they are His Majesty's personal guards or soldiers stationed on the border, will be blessed by their ancestors and thus possess the power to resist evil spirits."

It's clearly another force, but it feels very close.

"Only by relying on the power of our ancestors can we use these weapons without being corrupted by demonic forces and maintain our true selves. However... there is ultimately a price to pay for using these weapons forged by demons."

The leader of the Imperial Guards took the mask from the Undead and put it back on his face.

"However, the price is nothing but a passing cloud. As long as the people of our Great Yan live in peace and prosperity, and the dynasty stands forever, that is enough. It is our honor to be a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

The Undead nodded; he already had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

It seems we need to move up the timeline for our trip to Da Yan.

Whether it's the wisp of primordial fire they mentioned leaving behind, or the Ten Thousand Demon Cave suppressed by the primordial fire, these are things that the Undead are very interested in.

"My lord! Let us return with you to meet the Emperor!"

The Imperial Guard knelt down again and squatted beside the Undead.

"With you here, His Majesty will surely be very happy to see you!"

Unfortunately, the Undying Ones have no intention of going directly to the Great Yan.

He hadn't forgotten the smell he'd caught in Chernobog that day, nor the Reunion leader who hadn't shown up yet.

"Now? Not now."

The immortal shook his head.

"I still have some things to do in Longmen. Once things are settled in Longmen, I will go to Da Yan."

Now that he had managed to talk to these Imperial Guards, his mission was considered complete. They wouldn't fight him, and he wouldn't get scolded by their superiors when he returned.

"You guys should go back first, don't worry about the Lungmen matter... Oh right, I almost forgot."

The immortal took a letter out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

"This is a letter that the leader of Rhodes Island asked me to give you. Although she said to leave one person alive to deliver the message... but three people should be fine too. You can take this letter back with you; nothing will happen."

The three Imperial Guards looked at each other, then finally lowered their heads.

"promise!"

The Undead nodded, finally resolving the matter and reaping considerable rewards...

As he was thinking this, he prepared to get up and leave, only to find the three people still squatting on the ground.

"Is there... anything else?"

The immortals always felt that they hadn't finished speaking.

He had barely opened his mouth when he saw the three Imperial Guards quietly raise their heads, then pull out a small notebook from somewhere and hand him a pen.

The leader of the Imperial Guards even pulled out his shattered breastplate from his chest and offered it up as well.

"Um... Lord God, could you please give me an autograph?"

Well, they were just waiting for the Undead to question them.

233. Froststar!

As the immortals left, the Imperial Guards finally stood up from the ground.

The leader of the Imperial Guards looked at the breastplate with his signature in his hand and his breathing became rapid.

The Imperial Guard following beside him glanced at the notes in his hand. Although he was somewhat agitated, he still thought of the Undying's last words.

"Boss... are we really just leaving like this?"

The Imperial Guard looked at his leader and asked in a low voice.

"If we go back like this..."

"What? You want to run back and bring the Divine General back to Great Yan? You insist on dragging him back with you?"

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard glanced back at his subordinates, almost rolling his eyes.

"Putting aside whether he is a divine general or not, with our strength just now, do you think we could have stopped him? We don't even know if the divine general was serious in his fight with us. As for his current strength, it is definitely different from the legends, but he is not someone we can touch."

The leader of the Embroidered Uniform Guard looked in the direction the Undead had left and murmured to himself.