Ark Undead

"..."

The Undead remained silent.

He heard some interesting stories tonight, so at least his time away from the campfire wasn't wasted.

The vehicle drove into the garden of the Immortal Villa.

Fran opened the back door for the Undead.

The immortal got out of the car, took the keys, and walked towards his own front door.

"You have another game tomorrow! I'll pick you up this afternoon, don't forget!"

As the Undead opened another door that could be opened with a key, he waved to Kos inside the car, indicating that he understood.

Snapped!

Kos breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the door close.

Tonight is finally over, and they can go back and rest.

He glanced to the side and saw a box on the trash can by the door.

A pizza box?

Koss grumbled as he started the car and reversed.

"I don't remember this box being here when I left this afternoon..."

29. The Legend of Immortality

The spear was aimed at the vintage knight in front of him, its sharp tip gleaming in the sunlight.

The user hides behind the large shield, locks his right wrist and forearm, and suddenly bulges the muscles in his upper arm to thrust out.

The gun barrel shot out like a bullet! It pierced the air with a whistling sound.

Ding!

The sharp spearhead bounced off the battered shield, and with just one step from the enemy, the spear-shield knight was plunged into the greatest crisis.

He had initially thought he would be able to react. However, the sword-and-shield knight stepped precisely into his attack intervals; for every step he took back, the sword-and-shield knight would take a step forward, locking the distance at four feet.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, and his eyes, hidden behind the half-coverage helmet, already showed obvious panic.

He was almost cornered, with the audience right behind him.

He tried to turn left or right, but the sword-and-shield knight aimed every attack at the blind spot of his shield. Every time he took a step to the side, the knight could launch an attack from an unexpected place.

If it weren't for the great shield protecting him so fiercely, the spear-shield knight's body would have been pierced countless times!

That guy is too strong!

The gun-shield knight couldn't help but groan inwardly.

This isn't a competition; it's clearly a game. The sword-and-shield knight is strolling around as if he's doing nothing.

Less than twenty seconds into the game, he had already retreated ten steps, and the rhythm had clearly been taken over by his opponent.

However, the opponent only has a medium-sized shield; as long as I seize the opportunity...

The sword and shield knight slid forward again, retracting his longsword in his right hand, and was about to thrust it towards the side of the spear and shield knight!

The gun-shield knight was overjoyed! This was an opening!

He held his shield in his left hand, and when his right hand tried to attack, it would have pierced his own shield! This time, he didn't even need to adjust his position to block the attack!

Ding!

The clang of steel clashing resounded in all directions, and just as the spear-shield knight had predicted, the longsword pierced the very center of the great shield!

"This is my turn! No one dies!"

The spear-shield knight roared, his right hand firmly gripping the spear, and he swept the shaft horizontally from right to left!

The steel barrel crackled with bluish-white lightning as he used the Originium Arts that he had never had the chance to use before!

He wanted this blow to hit the enemy in the head and completely shatter his fighting spirit!

But the sword and shield knight glanced at the spear and shield knight as if mocking him. He simply ducked slightly to dodge the sweeping attack, while his left foot had already stepped forward, reaching to the right side of the spear and shield knight!

The spear-shield knight, having missed his attack, felt a chill run down his spine. He realized that his attack was still in full force and he couldn't possibly turn around to defend against the attack from the side.

The sword and shield knight raised his left shield, the steel scratches deeply embedded in the shield's surface, while his armor remained unscathed.

That's proof of superb skill!

With his left hand gripping the handle tightly, the sword and shield knight slammed the shield into the side of the spear and shield knight as if throwing a punch!

boom!

The shield collided with the shoulder armor, and the immense force caused the spear-shield knight to stagger backward.

With his remaining strength still intact, the sword and shield knight stepped forward again, unleashing a roaring smash with his left shield!

boom!

The shield clanged against the lancer's helmet, and the roar of clashing steel marked the end of the race.

That was a strength that no human could possess. The sword and shield knight, clad in medium armor, used a small medium shield to smash the heavily armored lancer to the ground, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

"The victor! It is the Competition Knight from Chengjin Company! The Undead! This fortress-like contestant, once again, with the shield bash we all know, has defeated the spear-shield knight from the Helmet Knights!"

"Congratulations to all the viewers who bet on the Undead! After today, how many more weeping losers will appear on the rooftop of the tallest building in Kazimierz!"

The commentator was excitedly announcing the winner of the match, but the two players on stage completely ignored him.

The gun-shield knight was dizzy and disoriented, and completely lost the ability to move on the ground.

An Undead Man's shield bash is like someone smashing a giant hammer into his head.

The power of this shield strike is unprecedented and unseen.

Every carefully planned counterattack was easily blocked by his shield.

From beginning to end, apart from the shield in his hand, he was unable to leave the slightest mark on him.

His once-proud marksmanship seemed like a complete joke in front of him.

He barely managed to lift his head and look at the undead man's indifferent retreating figure.

"No...as expected of...the legend of immortality..."

The vision gradually turned black and white, and the gun-shield knight fell to the ground, powerless.

Meanwhile, the coach of the Helmet Knights shouted for medical personnel to come up on stage and help his knights.

The Undead put away his sword and shield and walked toward the company members who were there to greet him.

"Impressive! Flawless!"

Fran clapped enthusiastically, sweat pouring down his face, but it couldn't dampen his boundless passion.

Kos clapped excitedly. Although he had already anticipated the outcome, the Undead still gave him a surprise.

It's not uncommon for knights to defeat apprentices of the Helms Knights, as powerful knights always emerge.

However, in less than half a minute, he even continued to press forward in this way, teasing his opponent, until finally ending the fight with two shield bashes.

Only this newly promoted, powerful knight, the Undead, could accomplish this.

He once again achieved a remarkable record, becoming a topic of conversation among people.

It has been a week since I last met with the Lin Guang family.

Within this week, the Undead participated in five more matches. Each match featured a higher-profile celebrity than the last.

The Undead continue their tradition of ending battles as quickly as possible by crushing the enemy without delay.

Normally, a knight's duel lasts an average of ten minutes, but here in the Undead, it's shortened to less than half a minute.

Nevertheless, tickets for any competition involving immortals are still extremely difficult to obtain.

Besides the Undead's own fame, there's also the influence of the company behind Mr. Marner.

They have already established a partnership with Chengjin Company, which grants them the right to know about any competitions involving the Undead and provides them with more publicity channels.

Unfortunately, to this day, the Undying Man still refuses to accept even a single endorsement deal.

Although the boss of Chengjin Company was very disappointed, he still expressed understanding for the undead's temperament.

Powerful people always have their little whims, and besides, not dying is enough to make money.

And no one has ever seen the true face of this person who has been called the "immortal legend".

This has further increased the value of the Undead, with some people even offering hundreds of thousands of dollars just to get a photo of an Undead's face under its armor.

The Undead have begun to capture the attention of the entire Kazimierz audience.

"After today's game, you will have three days of rest."

Kos looked at the terminal in his hand as he followed the Undead as they left the arena.

"Sir, how about you consider going somewhere for a visit? Several resorts have already invited you to come and do them the honor. They said they'd offer you a lifetime membership card immediately if you're willing, and all they want from you is to stay there for one night."

The Undead walked amidst the cheers of the onlookers, yet he remained silent, as if he had not heard Kos's words.

Koss had grown accustomed to the behavior of the undead, and he turned to Fran and gave him a word of advice.

"Cancel all the contracts for these resorts, and say that Mr. Undying needs to focus on preparing for the Knights Tournament and has no time to rest."

Fran nodded, took the terminal from Kos, and skillfully crossed out several names on the shortlist.

Kos followed the Undead out of the arena, and reporters immediately surrounded them, trying to put microphones to the Undead's mouth.

Koss and Fran, as always, skillfully stepped in front of the Undead, shielding them from the oncoming reporters.

With Koss and Fran clearing the way, the Undead successfully got into the car, which Koss drove away.

The vehicle drove out of the arena and arrived on the ring road a few minutes later.

"Grandpa, how are you feeling today?"

As is customary, Koss asked the Undead for his thoughts on today's battle. This information was to be collected as data and given to the operators who had registered the Undead on his behalf.

"weak."