Ark Undead

Levantine is indeed very peculiar. Despite being different in nature from the First Flame, he is not afraid of his own disappearance at all and has a desire for the First Flame like the undead of the Age of Fire.

Surtr and Levantine may represent another, untold story.

"There have been so many strange things happening lately that nothing seems strange anymore."

Onstan plopped down next to the Undead's campfire.

"So, what are your thoughts on this so-called 'Undying Arena'?"

"I'm very happy."

The immortal told the truth.

Onstan nodded slightly; he felt the same way.

It wasn't that they were happy about the Undying Arena, but rather that seeing so many old friends kept them both in a state of excitement.

“You saw Maria’s rival?”

"Silver Knight".

The immortal answered immediately.

"Silver Knight Sword, Silver Knight Shield, I can't mistake them."

The Silver Knights were followers of the ancient king Gwyn, representing the army of the gods during the Age of Fire.

The Silver Knights participated in the ancient dragon-hunting wars and also learned the various lightning miracles used by King Gwyn.

When Ornstein was hunting dragons, these silver knights provided him with a lot of help.

Maria's defeat at the hands of the Silver Knight was entirely justified.

"The Silver Knight will also appear in the Undead Arena. What exactly is this so-called holy relic?"

Onstan also developed a great curiosity about the relics.

"And the warrior that Melantha met before, wasn't he also a powerful figure from the Age of Fire? Including the one you met, one of the Lords of Cinder who inherited the flame."

The more examples Onstan gave, the more he speculated about the origins of the relics.

"However, the most important one, of course, is... the Fire Mage."

Now, all the clues and sources point to the Fire Mage who was hiding beneath the Temple of Heroes and had a brief exchange with the Undead.

Once we can meet the Fire Girl, all our problems will surely be solved.

"She's there, waiting for me."

The undead man rubbed his hands against his armor.

"We should be able to meet today."

The Undying Arena should conclude today, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

There will be no more battles between the victors who fight the Heroic Spirits.

However, based on the priests' judgment, a hero capable of overpowering everyone will be chosen from this battle to claim the crown.

Currently, only the Undead, Morton, and Skadi have passed the Trial of Heroes.

Of the remaining six, there are only one or two who can be considered truly powerful, so the Undead should be the sole victor.

This is what the Fire Maiden said about the conditions for meeting her.

The destined hero.

When the Undead recalled this title, he always felt that it might have some other meaning, not just referring to the match itself.

"I won't bother you anymore...sigh."

Onstan watched the entire match; his feelings must have been complex.

He was the one who missed the past the most, but how powerless was this longing that transcended generations?

He bent down, stood up, and walked to the door of the lounge.

Just as he was about to push the door open and leave, Onstan seemed to remember something, and his hand stopped on the doorknob.

He turned and looked at the immortal.

"By the way, those last two wolf sword techniques were brilliant; they had his influence."

The undead paused in his rubbing of his palm, also remembering that respectable warrior.

"Thank you."

After a brief exchange, Onstan pushed open the door and left.

371. Audience with sacred objects

The midday hour passed quickly, and everyone was eagerly anticipating the battle to come.

However, the midday break makes the Undying Arena feel less like a battle celebration and more like an exhibition match.

The Undead learned from the priests that the main reason was that the sacred object seemed to have some unusual activity due to the summoning of heroic spirits, and the priests were trying to calm it down.

The priest looked distressed as he spoke. It seemed this kind of thing had been going on for them for quite some time.

If the sacred object weren't so important to them, probably no one would want to keep such a huge burden in their temple every day.

Two hours later, the festival resumed, the audience returned to the scene one after another, and the heroes returned to their rest rooms to prepare.

Ten battles concluded this morning, each one exceptionally brilliant.

The afternoon's battle was no different.

Starting with a Minoan frontier hero, he quickly brought everyone's attention back.

These six heroes are all quite strong. In the nearly two-hour battle, everyone was overwhelmed and had no time to stop. After one battle ended, another exciting match began.

However, the most exciting battle in the afternoon session had to be the one involving Bloodthorn.

This knight, also from Kazimierz, was an infected individual, yet his unpredictable and eclectic swordsmanship truly astonished everyone.

Throughout the battle against Bloodthorn, his twin blades never stopped wielding.

Facing the Bloodthorn's Heroic Spirit, who is also a Heroic Spirit whose origins cannot be found, at least not the Heroic Spirit of Minos.

Bloodthorn is no longer subject to any restrictions in this battle.

His Originium Arts were born for killing and have nothing to do with fighting.

As a Sarkaz Bloodfiend, Bloodthorn is naturally very sensitive to blood and wounds.

His fighting style is also highly compatible with his blood-splattering madness.

No longer suppressing its power, Bloodthorn directly activated its Originium Arts from the very beginning, using its own blood as a means to enhance its combat strength.

Blood seeped from the bandages on his arms, and the blood gradually spread from his hands to the two swords, lengthening the blades.

They also made small armors filled with the scent of blood from fresh blood to protect their vital parts.

Bloodthorn has been fully prepared from the very beginning, intending to go all out.

After all, Originium Arts are related to blood. Therefore, in Bloodthorn's battles, once the opponent is cut and bleeds, the match can be ended quickly.

But this match was different. Even when facing blood depletion, that heroic spirit's robust body was able to withstand the onslaught of the Blood Thorns for a long time, and his body even continued to regenerate afterward. It was as if his blood-producing system had never stopped.

The swords in the hands of the two fought from the center of the arena to the side of the arena, and then back to the center of the arena from the side of the arena.

Both of them were constantly getting new wounds, and blood was flowing out as if it were free.

But one was a blood demon who controlled blood, and the other was a heroic spirit with extremely strong physical regeneration abilities, so the conflict didn't end in a short time.

Instead, both sides tried every means to defeat each other, only to have their methods thwarted one by one.

The battle lasted for nearly half an hour.

Bloodthorn absorbs the blood of its enemies, purifies it, and infuses it into its own body, providing new energy. In this way, it successfully stalled until its opponent's body completely disintegrated.

After all, even the strongest regenerative ability has its limits. Faced with the Bloodthorn Twin Blades constantly cutting open wounds on its body and plundering its life force, the heroic spirit had no special way to deal with it.

Logically speaking, this Heroic Spirit's strength should rank among the top in the entire Undead Arena, and his ability to sustain combat is extremely strong.

But then they encountered Bloodthorn, a creature that excels in both offense and defense, and won't die unless the entire heart is destroyed with overwhelming force.

In a sense, Bloodthorn's previous leniency was a stroke of luck that allowed him to encounter such an opponent here.

It was a really fun fight, and we even won in the end.

Maria and Surtr watched the entire battle of Bloodthorn without blinking. Even Surtr had to admit that if her opponent hadn't held back, she wouldn't have lasted more than a few moves against Bloodthorn.

His combat instincts were terrifying. His attack rhythm, as fast as a whirlwind, was comparable to Melantha's. Coupled with his blood-specialized Originium Arts, even a small wound would render a Bloodthorn practically incapable of fighting.

Therefore, in the match between Maria and Surtr against Bloodthorn, Bloodthorn simply held back an overwhelming amount of water.

He is virtually invincible against any warrior. Once he uses his Originium Arts, he is essentially a complete counter.

This was the first time Maria had ever seen her elder fight so seriously. Apart from the battle against the Undead, she had never seen Bloodthorn go all out.

Even Dobermann and Nightblade were somewhat bewildered. Bloodthorn had spent some time on Rhodes Island and, under the influence of the Undead, had cooperated with Rhodes Island, making him an external member.

But they didn't expect that Bloodthorn's true combat strength would be so terrifying.

Perhaps because Warfarin gave the operators such an easy-going impression, the Rhodes Island team didn't actually have any fear of the Sarkaz, the Blood Demon race.

Today, Bloodthorn truly demonstrated a Blood Demon's control over life.

No one will forget the blood-red aura filling the sky and the blood that almost covered the entire ground; this is the true power of the Blood Demon.

Even the Undead nodded repeatedly as he watched Bloodthorn's battle.

This person had sparred with the Undead twice in private, and the Undead, without any hesitation, shared his understanding of the use of dual swords.

Bloodthorn benefited greatly from this, and in today's battle, the Undead also saw him use similar combat techniques he had taught him several times.

Bloodthorn's ability to defeat so many infected knights in the Knights Guild and become the core member favored by the Knights Guild is indeed not without reason.

After the six battles of the afternoon ended, the light screen on the altar gradually descended, and the scene within it turned into sparks as the light screen disappeared.

This battle celebration has now come to a temporary end.

The scattered sparks in the air gathered together, turning into a small flame that returned to the royal artifact, eventually extinguishing completely, leaving only the bone fragments that had turned to dust, with no further reaction.

"The Undying Arena has now come to a temporary end. We invite all the victorious heroes to gather in the temple."