Ark Undead

Kuranta, already possessing a heroic and valiant air, looked even more like a Valkyrie descended from the heavens after donning the armor she had personally maintained.

The shield in her left hand was a medium shield made for her by her elders, slightly modified according to the style of the man's shield in the video.

The longsword she held in her right hand was covered in scars, but the golden gemstone inlaid in the hilt shimmered with dazzling lightning.

With just one swing, he accurately seized his opponent's weakness.

Immediately following, he launched a series of attacks, accompanied by two powerful combat techniques, which overturned the opponent's defenses.

Even when the enemy's face was wide open, he stepped forward and thrust his left-hand shield forward.

boom!

The shield slammed into the tall man's chest, sending him flying two or three meters backward before he landed on the ground.

He almost dropped the warhammer in his hand, pressed his hand to his chest, but couldn't get up no matter what he did.

Realizing the enormous gap, he could only regretfully raise his hand to indicate that he had conceded defeat.

Immediately, cheers erupted from the people near the altar.

This was an overwhelming battle, and the victor was a knight from Kazimierz.

Little Kuranta also showed a happy smile. She went to the fallen soldier and reached out to help him up.

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Kuranta turned and went to the foot of the altar to embrace his elders and celebrate the victory.

"Sister Zofia, how are you!"

"Yeah, that was a clean and crisp play, really cool."

"Hehe, compared to the teacher, I'm still far from being good enough!"

Zofia reached out and put her arms around Maria's neck, praising her without reservation.

She saw the shadow of another person in this child.

That invincible man, deeply etched in the minds of the viewers of the previous Special Championship.

If he were here, I wonder what he would think if he saw his disciple grow into such an outstanding person?

337. Deep Sea Hunter, Blood Ties

As a special guest attending this Warriors Tournament, the Undead had his own exclusive seat.

He was seated in the same row as Pallas, and could communicate with Pallas privately at any time.

This is also to take into account that the Undead are unaware of Pallas's arrangements, and Pallas will promptly inform the Undead what he needs them to do.

After accepting the offer, the Undead temporarily bid farewell to the people of Rhodes Island and headed towards the Temple of Heroes.

When the Undead first reunited with Pallas, he noticed Pallas's strange gaze.

It wasn't until the two of them were at the very top of the altar that Pallas seized the opportunity to lean close to the undead's ear and whisper a question.

"Hey, didn't Mr. War Knight sign autographs for someone yesterday?"

"Ah."

The Undead nodded; this was commonplace. As long as one gave their name, someone would always be waiting at their destination.

They either wanted his autograph or wanted to take a picture with him.

This was true during the Great Yan era, and it was also true during the Rhodes Island era.

However, the people of Rhodes Island do know what restraint means.

Lord Liang Xun of the Great Yan Dynasty even directly used his official position to ask the Undead for his signature.

Although Yan Di had some reservations about his master's actions, he didn't dare to say it in front of Liang Xun.

After all, he didn't want to lose his job.

Moreover, Lord Liang Xun also helped him get an autograph, which makes him an accomplice.

However, Pallas seems to be the same.

After receiving a positive response from the Undead, Pallas blinked and whispered.

“Mr. War Knight, I hope that after you leave, I can find an autograph on your desk.”

"?" The Undead turned to look at Pallas, who had already composed himself and was looking at the altar.

It was as if she hadn't said those words.

"The Akroti Village Warriors Tournament will begin in ten minutes. All participants, please prepare yourselves!"

There are priests specifically responsible for maintaining order and procedures at the scene.

Pallas, on the other hand, only needs to sit at the top and ensure that every battle is a fair duel.

Although the Minos Warriors Tournament is much fairer than the Casimir Major.

However, there is no guarantee that these soldiers will not resort to underhanded tactics.

After all, the topic of the Undying Arena has always been popular, and the first day is always the most chaotic.

Unlike the Special Major, the Warriors Conference did not have a host to engage the audience.

It seemed that all the Minoans were genuinely engaged in the competition, so there was no need for the host to create a lively atmosphere or even to use words to extract coins from their pockets.

The Undead glanced at the paper in front of him. The first match was between a Sarkaz mercenary from Kazdel and a local Minoan warrior.

The battle soon began amidst cheers from the onlookers.

The Warriors Conference does not restrict the methods used, but it prohibits the use of off-court assistance and underhanded tactics.

This excludes poison and hidden weapons.

The people of Minos clearly see that being skilled in using poisons or hidden weapons is also part of a person's strength.

As long as no one is killed, everything is fine.

After all, there are always some unexpected skills required to survive on this continent.

After the initial salute, the two warriors began to fight.

To be honest, from the perspective of the Undead, this battle was rather immature.

On one side are the Minos, who wield warhammers as weapons. On the other side are the Sarkaz mercenaries, skilled in using bows, crossbows, and various rapid traps.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it will be a resounding victory for the Sarkaz mercenaries.

The outcome was as expected, after enduring various disruptive attacks from the Sarkaz mercenaries.

The Minoan warrior finally lost his patience, seized what he thought was an opening, and charged forward with his warhammer.

However, the Sarkaz mercenary seized this crucial point, using a small knife from his waist to reach behind him and press it against the target's spine.

This battle was unremarkable in the eyes of the undead, but it held considerable value in Pallas's eyes.

After all, what the Minoans admired was, of course, heroic deeds.

Although they do not resist avoiding combat, the tactics of Sarkaz mercenaries are indeed unpopular.

"Mr. War Knight, what do you think?"

After the battle ended, Pallas deliberately asked loudly about the undead.

As a result, the audience all turned their attention to the top of the altar.

Everyone knows that the Undead will be attending the Warriors' Tournament in Akroti Village as a guest, providing commentary on the warriors' competition.

Therefore, everyone listened attentively to this renowned warrior.

This even includes the two warriors still on the altar.

The Undead ignored the stares and simply said indifferently.

"It's good that we can win."

Why are there so many twists and turns?

What can he think? You're the winner, so you've won.

There are no such rules on the battlefield; in a competition, victory or defeat is the most indisputable fact.

Regardless of whether this Minoan warrior can return to the arena through a vote of will after today's Warriors' Assembly.

The Sarkaz mercenaries have won.

"Ah...that's true..."

Pallas chuckled awkwardly. She thought the undead would say more, but it turned out to be just those four words.

Looking back, it seems that Mr. War Knight has been so taciturn ever since I met him.

I wonder what kind of person can get more than a few words out of his mouth.

While the warrior tournaments were being held throughout Minos, Rhodes Island enjoyed a rare moment of tranquility.

The reserve operators who were supposed to undergo daily training have left Rhodes Island, and now only some operators responsible for Rhodes Island's infrastructure remain on the ship.

And some operators who had just returned from a mission and were resting.

In a couple of days, Rhode Island will depart for Victoria.

The ship's anchor points have been removed in the past few days; all that remains is to inspect the ship's structure and fuel reserves.

However, on this quiet afternoon in Rhodes Island, a special guest arrived.

"Although I was a little surprised to see you here, after thinking about it, it seems like there's nowhere else to go if you're not here."

The slender deep-sea hunter walked gracefully down the corridor of Rhodes Island, accompanied by one of the current leaders of Rhodes Island.

"Do you think I should be running around the world every day, negotiating with other people, and laying out my own grand scheme?"

Kal'tsit glanced at Gladys beside her, and she made a rare joke.

"I thought you wouldn't have such a shallow understanding of me."

"What else can you do, Dr. Kal'tsit?"

Goredia was unaware that there was anything wrong with her language.

"Do you want me to praise your loyalty to Rhodes Island, or to thank you for using words to lure me away from the shore?"