Ark Undead

"Year, but that's the name I use now."

Nian looked at the immortal and asked tentatively.

Do you still remember the number "years old"?

"age."

The immortal thought for a moment and then said.

"That legendary divine beast that betrayed the Great Yan Emperor?"

"Well...you could say that, but I'm not asking about the legendary age."

Nian waved her hand, pursed her lips, and asked again.

How much about yourself do you still remember?

"..."

The Undead paused for a moment, then turned to look at the greyhound beside him and Brother Sun, who was standing behind the counter temporarily acting as a bartender.

Greyhound immediately understood what "not dead" meant. After silently handing Nian a glass of wine, Brother Sun bowed slightly to Nian and then left the hall with Greyhound.

The two left along with the employees who were cleaning the lobby.

In an instant, only Nian, the Undead, and Onstan remained in the entire hall.

Although she knew that the immortals were there to prevent these things from getting out, Nian still felt a chill run down her spine.

If someone were to suddenly light a fire, she would probably jump up.

The Undead didn't care about all that and spoke up.

"I am the immortal."

"Ok, I know."

The year continues.

"The nameless hero, the seeker of kingship, is the terminator of a certain generation in an untraceable history."

Nian's account was quite comprehensive, so comprehensive that even the immortals wondered how many things Nian didn't know.

Nian continued.

"I don't know much about you. But when I first met you, you beat me up pretty badly. I was forced to talk to you about these things, so I know a little bit about it."

As Nian spoke of this, his eyelids twitched. The horrific scene from back then was still vivid in his mind.

If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat him, how could this have happened... Damn it!

"What I want to ask is not about these things in unverifiable history. Rather, it's about that war of slaying gods, and what happened after you left the Great Yan. How much do you still remember?"

After listening to Nian's question, the Undead remained silent for a while.

He had heard of the God-Slaying War mentioned in those years, but he had no recollection of it at all.

Not to mention that Nian also seemed to have revealed some information: he had been to Da Yan before?

What he said that year differed greatly from his memory.

"This is my first time in Da Yan."

The Undead have no recollection of when they came to the Great Yan.

Upon hearing this, Nian revealed an expression that said, "I knew it."

"You have amnesia because of zombification? But that doesn't make sense... You shouldn't be unable to remember even the smallest details."

Undead's fingers unconsciously tapped on the table, making a crisp clanging sound.

Nian felt a chill run down her spine and quickly spoke up.

“You came to Da Yan once before. Moreover, Da Yan had not yet been established as a country at that time.”

"To be precise, you appeared on Terra before the existing Terran civilization was established, and left some traces of your own."

After thinking for a moment, she raised her hand, and a ball of flame appeared in her palm.

It burned quietly, like the flame in the hands of an undead.

"The power I wield is a branch of your power. I was once your anointed one, and from you I received some of the abilities related to the First Flame... Of course, you called it the First Flame, and you told me that name."

As she spoke, she extinguished the flame in her hand.

"When you first arrived in Great Yan, you couldn't remember anything, just like now. Despite living under the oppression of the gods, the humans here still took the risk to take you in, giving you your first place to settle down in Terra."

What the immortals said back then sounded like someone else's story to them, or like the state the immortals were in when they first arrived in Victoria.

"I've forgotten some of what happened afterward, but it's pretty much the same as the legend."

Nian picked up the drink that Brother Sun had mixed for her and took a sip.

"You bestowed upon these humans the knowledge to learn, giving them the power to resist oppression. And under the leadership of the First Sage, the human race established a nation on the continent of Terra for the first time. Furthermore, they were able to successfully convert the power of Originium to strengthen themselves."

"That's when I chose to join. Otherwise, I'd be playing revenge with those idiots in the Demon Cave right now."

After thinking for a moment, he added another sentence.

"Of course, not the current me, but the 'age' of that time. The current me cannot be considered 'age,' only a part of 'age.'"

"Fragments of intellect?"

The Undead recalled the information Greyhound had given him and asked a question.

"Therefore, you are one of the divine beasts."

"Yes."

Nian scratched her head; she was still a little annoyed by the term "divine beast." Even though millions of years had passed, this title always made her feel like an animal.

Perhaps it's because I've been exposed to too much Da Yan culture.

"As a year, not an 'age,' I have walked this land for thousands of years, sometimes asleep, sometimes awake. I have witnessed the changes in this country, but one thing has never changed."

Years say.

"The protection and use of the power of the First Flame, and the legacy you left behind."

Upon hearing this, the immortal was stunned.

"I... left behind the First Flame?"

Of course.

Nian nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Otherwise, how could these weak human bodies suppress the abyssal demons hiding beneath the Ten Thousand Demon Cave? The Great Yan would not have had thunder magic and the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"Moreover, you not only left behind the Primordial Flame, but also bestowed it upon your little follower... oh, you call him your disciple, who is the founding emperor of the Great Yan. You left him a great gift, allowing him to use the power of his bloodline to wield a portion of the Primordial Flame's power."

What the immortals said was something they had never even considered before.

Onstan was also stunned. He had been to the Great Yan before and had only thought of Lei Fa as a miracle, but he never thought it would be something left behind by the Undead.

According to the story from that year, we can now understand to some extent why the immortals were called divine generals.

The power of the Primordial Flame has traversed generations of warriors. Those who possess these are already considered gods in the eyes of ordinary people.

Perhaps, the immortals of yesteryear were even worshipped as gods.

What Nian said was indeed quite informative, and it overturned all of the Undead's speculations about the Great Yan.

Before encountering the Great Yan, he thought it was a native civilization of this region. Perhaps it had some connection to the ancient dragon faith, but not that close.

"That's all I know. I can't recall anything more."

The Undead was about to ask Nian about the details of this history when Nian's words choked him up.

Why did you lose your memory?

Unexpectedly, it was an immortal who asked him this question. Nian clicked his tongue and said with slight displeasure.

"This doesn't count as amnesia! How can the matter of having a clone be considered amnesia?"

She then put down her wine glass and leaned against the table.

"Since you know about the so-called fragments of divine beast intelligence, you should also know that 'Year' has been split into many parts, not just my fragment."

"Besides some basic knowledge, many of the things we experienced as 'ages,' the detailed memories of those histories, were shared equally among us brothers and sisters."

As she said this, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"So, if you want to know more, instead of asking me so many questions, you might as well ask a few more of your brothers and sisters."

The immortal understood the meaning of "year".

"If you want it, I'll go find someone else."

"It's not that I'm telling you to go find it, it's that you want to go find it yourself."

She sighed, her eyes lowered slightly, and the dragon tail behind her swayed back and forth.

"I initially smelled your scent on the greyhound. But I didn't expect to see you so soon... Why are you looking at my tail?!"

As if sensing danger, she quickly tucked her tail to the other side and hid behind where she was sitting.

The Undead withdrew his gaze, and when he saw Nian's swaying tail, for a fleeting moment he felt an urge to draw his greatsword and sever it.

"It's just a little... never mind, it's nothing. You can continue."

With a hint of suspicion, Nian continued, "I've been looking at the immortal with a suspicious look."

"Your affairs are your own responsibility, it's none of my business. But I do have the idea of ​​asking you for help."

He spoke frankly about it.

"When I was still 'age', I had the ability to communicate with the abyss. I've already said that, so it doesn't matter whether I tell you or not. To be honest, the things I did back then are giving me headaches now."

"I can't remember the reason for the split back then. But it was definitely related to you and that Great Yan Emperor."

"As an individual, I've grown accustomed to this kind of life. I don't want to wait until all my brothers and sisters awaken and then merge into one."

She stroked the cup on the table and said.

"But I don't know what other people think. I have a few sisters in contact with, and their attitudes are similar to mine. However, there are exceptions among them."

"For example, I knew about the demonic seed that appeared in Shangshu immediately. But when I went to investigate, I smelled a familiar scent."