Ark Undead

Onstan shrugged. He had a guess, but he wasn't sure.

After all, Nian knew the Undead, and it was not hard to see from many of her actions that Nian was afraid of the Undead.

Maybe her sister was also beaten up by the Undead?

Thinking about this, Onstan was surprised to find that he seemed to be the only one who hadn't been beaten up by the Undead, and had even fought him to a standstill.

If you think about it, even King Gwyn was slain by the Undead, so his own record is truly unparalleled.

Feeling smug and self-satisfied, Onstan began to speak.

"No rush, let's wait and see. If the year has made us wait, then we'll wait."

"Row."

The immortal nodded helplessly, resigned to waiting for the New Year.

As the stars shifted, the Undead and Ornstein simply lit a campfire on the spot, and temporarily replaced the sword in the fire with the greatsword on the Undead's back.

Having been away for so long, the Undead and Onstan could only chat casually here.

"This place looks very similar to when I came here before."

Onstan looked down at the town below the cliff, where warm lights shone, and he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

"Back then, there was no Originium technology. These people simply used Originium for warmth or lighting."

"Moreover, purification technology did not exist at that time, and Originium was still a very dangerous thing for ordinary people."

"Only a few major cities have the ability to convert Originium into energy, and the methods are very crude."

Onstan was referring to the sights he saw hundreds of years ago when he traveled around the world.

The undead have always been very interested in this kind of history.

Unfortunately, there wasn't much interesting to encounter on the journey. For him, collecting these fragments of ancient time was a wonderful way to relax and unwind.

"Back then, there was no Originium, no technology?"

The Undead was still very curious about Originium Technology, as he had never seen this technology before.

To beings like the undead, they are like novel toys.

"Yes, but very few and very rough."

Onstan shook his head.

"The use of Originium is still limited to basic functions such as combustion and Originium Arts."

The Originium culture on Terra has only emerged in the last few decades.

Before this, Originium was still a very dangerous substance, and only a few people had the courage to try to utilize its energy.

Warlocks were the first to attempt to exploit Originium. This is why most of the knowledge we have now is held by government officials in various countries and warlocks in many academies.

"Later, someone discovered that Originium could be converted into other forms of usable energy. This led to the increasing number of uses we have today."

As Onstan spoke, he thought of Kazimir when he first awoke, and the great changes that had taken place in Kazimir now.

"Well... changes are definitely a good thing. It's just that the current Terra civilization is built on Originium. I'm really worried that if the properties of Originium change again one day, will the current civilization be able to continue?"

Undead people do not have such worries.

For him, civilization will eventually come to an end, just like the generation he himself ended.

"There will always be a new civilization that is born."

The answer from the immortal man surprised even himself.

This sentence sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before.

Just as Onstan was about to say something, he heard a noise from the side.

The two glanced sideways and spotted two figures walking up the mountain path.

It was the New Year and the evening.

The Undead were greatly surprised. Wasn't Xi afraid of him? How could she have come over?

Only when the two approached did the immortals see them.

A black cloth was covering Xi's head, and she clung tightly to Nian beside her.

Nian looked helpless, and when she saw the immortals, she even sighed.

"What...what happened?"

Onstan also became very interested in the scene.

"What else could it be? It can only be that some great demon king scared Xi."

Nian helped Xi sit down slowly, and then began to tell the two of them what had happened after they went back.

Xi sat in her cave for a long time before she came to her senses.

Realizing that the Undead had come looking for her, Xi immediately started packing her things, almost running away.

It took a lot of persuasion to get Xi to listen to what he had to say.

After learning that the Undead had lost his memory, Xi's emotions stabilized considerably.

She knew at least that the Undead weren't there to cause her trouble; they just wanted to ask her for some information.

Xi originally didn't want to get close to the undead anymore. But Nian made it clear that she wanted to take advantage of the undead's return to try out the idea she had described to Xi.

Considering Nian's needs, Xi, under Nian's half-pleading and half-threatening pressure, had no choice but to draw a piece of black cloth and cover her eyes with it.

As long as the immortal cannot be seen, he does not exist.

Then, guided by the year, it returned, trembling and unsteady.

After hearing these words, Onstan's smile never faded.

It's both pathetic and hilarious.

Even the immortals didn't know how to evaluate it, so they could only remain silent, follow Xi's lead, and pretend they didn't exist.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the immortal was willing to cooperate.

"Alright, alright, we've brought the person here. Let's ask them what they need to ask."

This year marks a significant milestone in fulfilling my responsibilities.

Then, Nian was the first to ask a question.

"Xi, do you remember when we were still together before we were scattered, we had the ability to communicate with the Abyss?"

"I...I remember."

Xi briefly recalled for a moment, then nodded.

"However, I did not inherit this ability. I am also the least affected by the demonic seed's corruption. As long as I maintain a stable state of mind, I can suppress the demonic seed. So far, no accidents have occurred."

The year looked towards the immortals.

The Undead nodded slightly, indicating that he did not smell the scent of the Abyss on Xi.

She was telling the truth.

Then, Nian asked.

"So, among our twelve brothers and sisters, do you know who possesses this ability?"

Xi thought about it carefully. She usually immersed herself in her own world. To get her to think about things, you had to take your mind out and think about something else.

After searching through her memories, Xi shook her head.

"I don't know... I hardly communicate with anyone."

Then, Xi grabbed Nian's hand and tightened it a little, adding a sentence.

"Besides you, there's also my eldest sister."

These two are practically the culprits who keep Xi from having a moment's peace. They either scare her with firecrackers or silently appear behind her, pulling Xi into drinking with them.

Xi used to find those two guys the most annoying. But now, only Nian, who's by her side, can give her a little sense of security.

Feeling somewhat conflicted, Xi immersed herself in her own world once again.

Even though she didn't have high expectations for Xi to begin with, the lack of clues still left Nian somewhat disappointed.

Nian blinked. Should she go find the other sister next?

However, the immortal suddenly spoke up and asked a question.

"You are... how did you deal with the... demonic seed?"

The voice of the undead gently reached Xi's ears, but it was a heavy blow to Xi's spirit.

It was his voice!

His whole body trembled, and then he suddenly hugged Nian tightly and wouldn't let go.

Nian was startled by Xi, and then glared at the Undead.

The immortal immediately realized that he shouldn't have spoken.

Nian gently patted Xi's shoulder and whispered words of comfort.

It was like a mother with her shy daughter. Onstan could no longer connect the present Xi with the cool and beautiful Xi who greeted him at dusk.

After calming down for a while, Xi simply grabbed Nian's hand and tightened her grip a little more.

"Demon seeds... Demon seeds are usually countered by using one's own power to tear them apart."

"Sometimes, the demon seed will be expelled from the body first, and then crushed."

It is not difficult to know from Xi's words that these fragments of divine beasts have the power to resist the abyss.

Nian's expression didn't change, which suggests that her situation was similar.

The Undead turned his head and waved to Onstan.

Onstan leaned down and put his ear close.

All that could be heard was the Undead speaking in a low voice.

"They can expel the abyss from their bodies?"