Ark Undead

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"Welcome to Martin's Bar, may I ask...?"

Martin began his welcoming remarks as usual. But when he looked up, his words suddenly stopped.

The old knight didn't turn around to look again, but when he heard Martin suddenly stop, he seemed to realize something.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the guests entering the hotel.

"Maria."

A knight in grey and white armor stood at the hotel entrance carrying a large bundle of firewood.

“Teach me how to register, become an independent knight. And more.”

He looked at Maria and said calmly.

"Can we light a campfire here?"

42. The legend returns!

The next day, under the blazing sun, the Kazimierz Arena roared.

"Alright! Here I am! It's your old friend! Big Mouth Mob! Yesterday's match, apart from that little knight defeating the renowned 'Viper' Hel, was completely unexciting!"

"Just like before, the knights fight for their honor on the field! And you, dear readers, will also contribute your wallets! Let's make the knightly competition on the field exciting!"

"Honestly, half of the qualifiers are already over, and there aren't many spots left on the leaderboard! The strong players are dominating, while the unknown knights are still fighting hard! Let's see how many knights will gain more points today! And how many knights will leave the field!"

As always, Mob the Big Mouth uses his explosive voice to try and provoke a reaction from the audience.

Zofia and Maria were sitting in the front row, their fists clenched, waiting for someone to appear.

Unfortunately, most people had already gotten used to Mob's way of talking, and many more wanted the host to fast-forward to the contestant introduction segment.

"Skip it now! Skip it for me!"

"Hurry up and get to the introduction! Mob, I've had enough of your talking!"

Mob skillfully dodged all the trash thrown from the stands, then coughed twice.

"Alright, alright, that's about all I wanted to say! Same rules as always! Today's first match is a points-based competition! You'll earn one point for each successful attack on your opponent, and all points will be reset to zero if you fall! The top ten players in the Howling Arena today will each receive a special sponsored knife!"

Mob picked up the terminal in his hand, and his emotions began to change with today's list of knights.

"Alright! Now it's time for the spectacular entrance!"

"So, the first thing I'd like to introduce is... uh...?"

The audience was waiting for Mob to introduce the knight, but Mob suddenly froze, staring at the terminal in his hand for a long time.

"Hey! Mob, are you even capable?!"

"Hurry up and introduce it! I want to see a handsome knight!"

Mob suddenly snapped out of his daze, staring at the terminal in his hand and taking a deep breath.

"Hey! I'm not seeing things, am I?!"

He stared at the terminal in his hand, took a deep breath, and his tone was unusually excited.

"Is this the same name, or is it the same person?! How did it become an Independent Knight?!"

As he spoke, he clicked on the name again, and the information that appeared also included a picture.

Although the armor's color had changed, Mob recognized the familiar armor style, as well as the unchanged sword and shield.

"Okay, okay! I admit that today's first game was a pleasant surprise!"

Mob quickly reached out and pressed a button on the control panel in front of him.

Half of the drones in the venue were deployed to the south entrance.

"Dear viewers! Do you still remember the knight who single-handedly took on five opponents on the first day of the qualifiers, forcing them all to retreat!"

As Mob's voice came from the drone, the previously noisy audience gradually quieted down.

"Do you still remember the legend who won 25 consecutive games without a single loss! In his hands, he could shatter any defensive shield!"

As he shouted, the iron gate at the south entrance slowly opened, and artificial smoke obscured the entrance. But all the audience members' attention was now focused on the figure slowly emerging from the smoke on the big screen.

"After five days of silence! The knight in his worn-out armor has returned to our arena!"

The gray-white armor pierced through the heavy smoke and entered the arena.

He looked up and around, and spotted two familiar figures in the stands.

Mob slammed his left hand on the table to prop himself up, and roared with all his might.

"He's back! The immortal legend!!"

The immortal raised his longsword and pointed it at the blazing sun in the center of the sky.

The stands erupted in an instant, like a giant fireball crashing into the arena, sending sparks flying!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"The legend of immortality! The legend of immortality! How did he come back?!"

"Holy crap! I've hit the jackpot! I've made a killing in this match!!"

While cheering, the audience also picked up the terminals next to their seats and started placing bets on their favorite players.

Currently, only one Knight has been announced.

At this very moment, the prize pool in the Howling Arena suddenly surged, surpassing the ten million mark and only slowing down at twenty million, but the overall amount continues to rise!

The staff handling the prize pool in the back office also widened their eyes at this moment and began to frantically deal with the situation.

Their servers are overwhelmed by the sudden influx of betting messages!

The betting information, like the cheers in an arena, showed no sign of stopping.

Maria and Zofia also stood up excitedly from their seats, waving their clenched fists.

"Auntie! Auntie! Look! It's the teacher! It's the teacher! The teacher has appeared!"

"I know, I know! Calm down! Didn't you see him register yesterday? Calm down!"

At this moment, Zofia was like a child, completely different from her usual composure.

Although she kept telling Maria to stop, her eyes were fixed on the undead in the arena, which was completely different from what she was saying.

The fact that the Undead stood here as an independent knight sent a signal to many people.

You thought I left? You thought I had already left?

But now I'm standing here, all alone.

Step forward! Face me!

This not only sends a provocative message to businesses, but also gives other independent riders a shot in the arm.

A knight sponsored by the company left the company to become an independent knight, and this immortal legend also chose this path.

This means that their efforts are not a pipe dream, because there is a strong person standing with them!

The immortals looked up at the blazing sun in the sky.

His reaction wasn't as enthusiastic as the audience's; he was thinking about other things.

It seems we don't have enough firewood. Where is the nearest firewood market?

Yesterday before Maria went to sleep, the Undead forgot to ask.

Asking about the outcome of this match is, of course, pointless.

Without any suspense, the Undead won first place in this points competition.

In one match, he eliminated more than half of the players.

Most of these players were unable to withstand the undead's relentless, torrential attacks; their armor clanged and rattled as the undead continued to score points.

If you try to retaliate, you'll get hit in the face with a shield bash, and then continue to be used as an ATM by the undead to extract points.

In the end, these contestants, feeling ashamed, chose to withdraw from the competition to prevent the Undead from gaining too many points.

The Undead didn't press forward relentlessly; most of these knights opted for one-on-one tactics.

Since they adhered to martial ethics, the Undead also gave them a chance to make a dignified exit.

Even so, at the end of the match, the Undead's score was still five times higher than the second place!

The remaining knights standing in the arena could only frantically run around the undead, not wanting to become the next unlucky ones to be knocked out of the arena.

As the Undead continued to achieve victory after victory, the audience's adrenaline surged as they watched the Undead crush their opponents.

Today's prize pool has reached a new high in nearly five days, approaching 80 million.

The news of the Undead's return was spread the moment the Undead appeared.

Upon hearing this news, the top executives of the business alliance displayed an unusual loss of composure.

He did not choose to join any company again, but instead competed as an independent rider.

There are strong independent knights participating, which is not surprising, as one emerges almost every few years.

But over the years, very few companies have dared to directly challenge businesses like this.

For this reason, the top executives of the business alliance held an emergency meeting after the game.

They had to discuss how to deal with this old knight who had supposedly disappeared but had suddenly reappeared.

In the minute that the Undead appeared, the reporters who were on vacation were all notified by their bosses to rush to the Howling Arena and not miss the opportunity to interview the Undead legend.

But no matter how long they waited, even if they surrounded the arena completely, they could not find the knight in his old armor.

Because the Undead were pulled away from backstage by Maria immediately after the match ended and taken away in a car from the underground parking lot.

Zofia judged that someone would definitely come to block her way, so she simply took the Undead away as soon as possible.

In hindsight, her decision was absolutely correct.

"Hahaha! That was awesome! Even though it was a one-sided match, I still enjoyed watching it so much!"

The old knight laughed heartily as he raised his wine glass.