Ark Undead

She is serene, elegant, and beautiful.

Unlike many other fire-type women, she never asked the Undead to extinguish their flames or pass them on.

Every time you talk to an undead, the undead always hear these words.

"Follow your heart, Lord Ash."

"No matter which path you choose, I will be there to help you."

It was as if the fire maiden was serving not the ashes that came to inherit the flame, but the undead themselves.

Even when she ultimately chose to extinguish the flames, she stood firmly on the side of the Undead, quietly waiting with them for the First Flame to die out.

and many more...

The immortal suddenly looked up.

He suddenly noticed a detail he had forgotten.

she...

How did the Fire Maiden leave the Initial Furnace?

Did she... just walk out?

However, the Fire Mistress cannot leave the Firelink Shrine. She came to the First Flame only after accepting the Undead's summons, and she did not disappear as a spirit, returning to the original Firelink Shrine.

Moreover, the Undead did not extinguish the First Flame directly, but simply waited for it to disappear.

How did she leave the First Flame before it died out?

Or rather, she never left the initial furnace.

Instead, they remain in some corner of the Initial Furnace, accompanying the Undead until the end of the world?

Wishing my brothers a Happy New Year!

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260. Onstan's Personal Opinion

Time has always been the cheapest thing. This is also true for the two ancient elders who have survived from the Age of Fire to the present day.

After the competition, both of them had their own thoughts. But in the end, they couldn't resist and invited each other to have a proper talk.

Ornstein had just arrived on Rhodes Island and hadn't even completed the personnel procedures when he came out to fight the Undead.

I need to go back and deal with some things I brought to Rhodes Island first, and then meet the Undead again at the bar tonight.

So, after packing up their weapons and belongings, they returned to the vehicle that Ace had brought them to the wasteland.

Ace kept his shock to himself, turned around and silently drove the two big shots back to Rhodes Island.

On the other side, the operators on the bus also put away their phones. For instructors like Dobermann, these were very important materials that the operators could review later, analyze frame by frame, and even glean some special combat techniques from them.

The operators streaming the livestream reluctantly turned off their cameras, and the chat room was practically exploding with excitement. The Undead Legion fan group was also practically bursting with elation.

Of course, some people also asked who the other tall soldier with thick eyebrows and big eyes was.

However, no one knew his background. Only a few Rhodes Island operators working in the personnel department said that they had seen the soldier at the personnel department that day and knew that his name was Ornstein.

For a time, everyone on Rhodes Island lost their focus on work and flocked to the comments section and public chat room to join in the fun.

The discussion about the Undead and Ornstein even caused the operators who were still supplying power to the power source to stop what they were doing and pick up their terminals to watch the video for a while.

The Doctor tapped his head on the bus, feeling a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this tall man somewhere before. He couldn't quite place him, but this odd feeling of familiarity was like the first time he saw an undead, Amiya, or Kal'tsit.

Kal'tsit glanced at the video, then put down the terminal and continued with her paperwork.

The power of the Undead and Ornstein did not surprise her. The Undead's strength was undeniable, and since Ornstein knew the Undead, he was naturally no less powerful.

However, Kal'tsit frowned upon seeing the comments and messages in the public chat. She made a decision to hold another meeting in the next day or two to discuss these matters.

The Undead and Ornstein are very strong, but operators must also realize that their strength has nothing to do with Rhodes Island.

However, none of this is relevant to the Undead and Ornstein, who have already left the arena.

"This gun."

The Undead looked at the long spear lying horizontally in the back carriage of Ornstein. He couldn't tell what material it was made of. But the fact that it could withstand countless collisions with his greatsword without being damaged must mean it had something special about it.

"It was a gift from the Nearl family when I stayed in Kazimierz."

Onstan touched the long spear he was carrying.

"I gave them my requirements for the weapon, and they actually found someone to help forge this spear. It was originally just ordinary iron, but after thunder and countless battles, it was reforged again and again. Although steel was constantly being added, its original weight was repeatedly compressed. That's how it got its current form."

His spear is so powerful that even a normal person can't use it, and even an immortal would find it inconvenient to wield it.

It's not a matter of weight, but rather that the gun itself is very thick and sturdy, and its length exceeds three meters, making it completely unsuitable for someone of average height.

This isn't some magical weapon from myths and legends that can grow bigger or smaller at will.

It can only be said that this is the body of a god, which is why Ornstein can wield it. And only Ornstein himself can use Ornstein's weapons.

"So, you've been to Casimir?"

"The Undead said in surprise."

"You also mentioned the Rinko family?"

"I am from the Linguang family... well, in their words, I am an elder, or a guest elder."

When he said this, there was a hint of nostalgia in his tone.

"After leaving the world of painting, I wandered on this new continent. I traveled to many countries, but the first place I stopped was Kazimierz."

"At the time, I was penniless, but during a border war in Kazimierz, I broke into the Kazimierz Knights' ranks and easily defeated several knights. The ancestors of the Linguang family recognized my strength and treated me as an honored guest."

"It just so happened that I needed to understand this new world at that time, so I agreed to stay in Kazimierz for a while."

"At that time, I discovered some amazing things. This country seemed to have some connection with the Age of Fire."

As he said this, Onstan glanced meaningfully at the Undead sitting with him in the back carriage.

“They would light a campfire in a safe place and regard it as a tradition and a source of security.”

"Although the traces are not obvious, they made me think of a lot... Of course, these are not the point."

“I stayed at the Linguang family's house for a while. The Linguang ancestors sent someone to make me a suit of armor. According to my requirements, they invited craftsmen to strictly forge weapons and humbly asked me to learn. I accepted their gifts, so naturally I had to give them gifts in return. So I began to teach them how to use lances and war guns.”

Although Onstan uses a spear, as a hero who participated in the Dragon Hunt, he is also proficient in using other weapons to some extent.

While he might not be an immortal being, proficient in everything, he's more than capable of teaching others.

"Before I left Kazimierz, I made a promise to the Nearl family that I would return to Kazimierz every twenty years to check on the current state of the Nearl family. And I would guarantee that every generation of the Nearl family would have at least one disciple who had received my training."

"Now I no longer show my face at all, but simply teach the use of guns and swords to each generation of the Rinko family as an ordinary person."

Looking at the undead, Onstan also realized something.

"This generation of the Nearl family... to be honest, I'm quite surprised. Margaret Nearl is my disciple. Her father was also my disciple, and her grandfather was also my disciple. My promise to the Nearl family was that at least in each generation, there would be a warrior capable of shouldering the responsibility. But I didn't expect that not only Margaret, but you also chose Maria."

Little Maria, of course, was someone Onstan had met. When Margaret was secretly receiving training from him, Maria would sometimes come over to watch the training.

Ornstein never stays in Kazimierz for long. And he never provides the Nearl family with any help other than training; even Margaret only received a year of training from Ornstein since childhood.

That was when she was very young, before Maria could even remember much. Maria and Margaret's grandfather were still in good health.

However, this training also laid a good physical foundation for Margaret.

Ornstein didn't choose just anyone; in his eyes, Margaret was an exceptional warrior. The Kuranta race itself possessed outstanding physical attributes, considerable strength, and exceptional stamina, and Margaret was a natural-born warrior.

However, he hadn't considered Maria at that time, and he never imagined that Maria would later become the disciple of the Undead.

"Maria is excellent. She is capable and persistent."

The Undead were very satisfied with their disciple; Maria had only been with him for two months, yet she had already achieved her current strength. After leaving Kazimierz, all the news that reached the Undead about Maria was good.

Bloodthorn, who's currently just coasting along on Rhodes Island, admitted that if he doesn't improve, Maria will catch up to him soon. Even though he won the life-or-death battle, it was still a serious blow to Bloodthorn.

This clearly demonstrates the excellence of the Nearl family's bloodline; both of the young Kurantas in this generation are first-rate warriors.

“I saw the news, and I also learned about your situation in Kazimierz through special channels.”

Onstan paused for a moment, then asked.

"What you taught that little girl, was it your sword and shield combat technique? Was there anything else?"

"Miracle."

"The Undead said."

Onstan nodded; this was within his expectations. The Undead had ultimately withstood a direct confrontation with five hundred members of the Merchant Alliance army at the arena entrance, using his signature Thunder Spear as a final miracle. Seeing that he hadn't taken his longsword and shield, he assumed he had left them to his disciples.

"How is your talent?"

"Better than me."

When the Undead uttered those three words, Ornstein could actually detect a tiny bit of pride in his tone.

Onstan raised an eyebrow.

Although he doesn't use miracles often, as a legendary warrior who has witnessed many miracles firsthand, Ornstein himself naturally possesses many miracles, including lightning spears and lightning pillars.

But while they may be familiar with the techniques, it's crucial that they can be integrated into one's own fighting style. Onstan was already accustomed to fighting with a spear, and he had no intention of making these wonders his usual methods.

However, he also knew just how difficult it was to learn these miracles.

The most important thing in learning about miracles is nothing more than one word: faith.

You must believe it exists and believe it happened in order to draw strength from and release it from these stories passed down by word of mouth.

The Undead was a firsthand witness to that legendary journey, and his assessment is absolutely objective.

In other words, are there actually exceptionally talented humans in this generation?

Moreover, Maria's trust in the undead also played a significant role.

"You came here specifically to see me?"

The Undead had this feeling. Orstein came to Rhodes Island for no other reason than to see the Undead. He was not surprised at all when he saw the Undead, and even recognized who the Undead was at a glance.

“Yes, it was Margaret who wrote to me and told me you were here.”