Ark Undead

Kal'tsit nodded to her instinctively.

Who is this?

Unusually, Kal'tsit lowered her voice and turned to ask the Doctor.

Kal'tsit felt she had seen this woman somewhere before, but she couldn't remember.

Yet she still sensed a familiar aura emanating from that woman, along with an overwhelming sense of respect welling up from the depths of her heart.

"You've seen it before, but you've forgotten it."

The doctor responded in a low voice, then grabbed her restless hand, stopping her from pressing for more details.

"Don't rush to ask. I'll tell you slowly after everything is over. For now, all you need to know is that she's a very important person to Mr. Undying."

Kal'tsit was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, and slowly withdrew her hand from the Doctor's palm, hiding it under her lower abdomen.

After the Undead and the Fire Mage were seated, the Doctor coughed lightly and spoke.

"Now that all the relevant personnel have arrived, I can begin to explain the situation."

The doctor first looked at the immortals.

"Let me introduce you first. This is Ms. Goredia, the military governor from Agor. This incident is related to Agor, and she is very willing to share relevant information with us."

"I don't need to introduce her. You should know a lot about her from Specter and Skadi, Ms. Grace.

Goredia nodded slowly, looked at the undead, and lowered her head to him.

"Thank you so much for your help to Laurentina, the hero who walks with the lion."

She learned that what Skadi gave to Specter was related to the Undead.

Moreover, it was the Undead who helped Ghost Shark calm the strangeness in her body.

Ornstein had also told her about the Undead, and after learning about the relationship between the Undead and Ornstein, she naturally held the Undead in high esteem.

The Undead nodded and gave a brief reply.

"Ah."

The exchange has come to a temporary end.

The doctor spoke again.

"Before you all left Minos, I had a brief conversation with Kal'tsit."

"Kal'tsit and Lady Gretia had dealings a long time ago, when we didn't feel that the threat from the seabed was very close to us. Therefore, we didn't pay much attention to it."

"But Ms. Grétia's reappearance served as a wake-up call."

"So when you all went to Minos, Kal'tsit used the pretext that Rhodes Island had been attacked by Deepsea Hunters to make contact with Iberia."

“From the Church of Iberia, Kal’tsit found some evidence and discovered some secrets about the Golden Age.”

"Because we had prior contact with Ms. Grace, we also knew some information about Agor. Let me state the conclusion first."

The doctor paused for a moment.

"Agor is rising at an incredible speed, approaching the coastline. And Iberia, which is near the coast, is the first country to be affected. A sizable riot has already broken out."

Upon hearing this, the Undead looked at Skadi.

Skadi nodded slightly to the undead, confirming that what the doctor said was true.

“Agor is our homeland, and hunting the sea creatures in the deep sea is our mission. But after a great silence many years ago, Agor’s connection with the land was completely severed.”

Goredia took over the conversation very naturally.

“Originally, as deep-sea hunters, we shouldn’t have come ashore; we have our own responsibilities. But after that battle, the deep-sea hunters suffered heavy losses, and the remaining hunters no longer gathered together but embarked on a lonely path.”

"Haisi may have occupied Agor, but we don't know what Agor looks like now."

“But Agor should remain silent in the deep sea; Agor has his own mission. We can be watchers, but we must never participate in it.”

Everyone here knows something about the creature called Haisi.

Upon hearing this news, everyone could understand what it meant.

“I don’t know what Haisi wants to do, but I don’t think it’s good news.”

"Kal'tsit said."

"At least the reaction from Iberia has already indicated a threat. The Iberian coastline has now become almost synonymous with desolation. Priests from the deep sea have come ashore, occupied the original Iberian churches, and used them as strongholds to develop their followers."

“I don’t think Haisi wants peace, and Iberia doesn’t think so either.”

Kal'tsit tapped the table as she spoke.

"The Iberian Church has decided to take action and organize a team to search for that legendary city that is only known to the land dwellers."

"And now, the Church of Iberia is targeting the Deep Sea Hunters, and us as well."

Kal'tsit took out a small lamp statue representing the will of the Iberian Church from her person and placed it on the table.

"Invitations have been sent out."

386. Curse

The lantern sculpture, resembling a lantern, is shaped like an oil lamp, with a tiny spark burning within the simple glass interior.

For some reason, it shines eternally, without fading in the slightest.

Even in a well-lit conference room, the light continued to radiate outwards, like the unwavering gaze of a warrior fixed upon everyone present.

"This is the token of the Iberian Church?"

Goredia looked at the small invitation, pondered for a moment, and then said.

“I have seen something like this in Agor. And I remember that Agor actually had secret diplomatic relations with Iberia many years ago.”

"That's right, I've also learned about it through various channels."

The doctor nodded, agreeing with Greta's statement.

"Initially, Agor established diplomatic relations with Iberia simply to establish contact with the surface world. But the fact that Iberia was rising rapidly with the help of a mysterious country soon became known to everyone."

"Agor's name was also officially passed down to people's ears through various ancient books."

In other words, Agor had already begun to get involved in land-based affairs many years ago.

As one of the founders of Argor, the Doctor absolutely could not tolerate such a thing.

Of course, he wouldn't say it here; he just glanced at the Undead.

The Undead sensed the Doctor's gaze, raised his head, and their eyes met.

“I have heard that Agor rarely, if ever, contacts other countries. In fact, he is not even allowed to.”

Understanding what the Doctor needed him to do, the Undead asked.

"Why, Agor, would you choose Iberia? Why establish contact with the land?"

This is the question the doctor wants to ask, but given his current status, it's not convenient for him to speak.

On the contrary, the immortals, whose mysterious origins are unknown, can thus bear the brunt of unnecessary speculation, silencing others' gossip.

As expected, Goredia did not ask the undead any questions.

She simply looked at the undead with a strange expression, then lowered her head and continued to look at the token on the table.

“Yes, the higher-ups in Agor do not allow Agor to establish contact with the people on land. This is a violation of the law.”

"But by then, we had no other choice. What was lurking in the deep sea had risen to the shallows. The power of the deep-sea hunters was insufficient to completely suppress it. We had to seek other solutions as well."

Coming from Agor's military governor, this statement naturally carries a certain degree of credibility.

And the doctor, who had hoped to use the immortals to question Goredia, finally had a reason to speak.

"Agor's strength is insufficient to suppress Hai Si?"

"I asked the doctor."

"Do you mean that Agor's power is declining, or that Haisi's power is gradually increasing?"

"Both are true; Agor cannot solve the problem on his own. Before waiting for destruction, he naturally has to try all the possibilities."

"This included establishing diplomatic relations with Iberia, leaving a way out sufficient for the ordinary people of Agor to live on."

Now that things have come to this point, Goredia naturally has no need to hide the past.

"The deep sea is the final destination of the deep sea hunters. This deep sea can be Agor, or it can be the actual seabed, or it can even be the nest of the sea creatures."

As Gladys spoke these words, Skadi, standing beside her, seemed somewhat dazed and wasn't really listening to Gladys.

"I have also wondered about the origins of the Deepsea Hunters. But my position and my mission do not allow me to explore this truth."

“As Agor’s military commander, I naturally cannot seek out facts that would undermine morale.”

"However, I can tell you definitively that, in my opinion, the Deepsea Hunters are related to the Sea Siblings. Perhaps, in a sense, we are the same kind of people as those guys."

Of the known Deepsea Hunters, only the three present here remain.

Skadi, Laurentina, and Grandia.

For them, nothing is more important than returning home and fulfilling their mission.

If she couldn't come up with information that would interest Rhodes Island, Gladys knew she couldn't convince the human named Kal'tsit, much less the Doctor.

“I can smell them, I can hear their whispers to me. It’s like a call from our homeland. Perhaps we belong to the deep sea, we are part of the deep sea. But as deep-sea hunters, we are beings who suppress this dirty nature with noble character.”

Goredia raised her proud head; at that moment, she was like a proud white swan.

"We are hunters, not beasts. We may dream, but we will never indulge in ignorant dreams."

To be honest, the Undead didn't know what the dream that Goddess was talking about was, but that didn't stop him from being very interested.

Because he had heard about dreams not only from Gretia.

When he cleansed Ghost Shark, who was Laurentina, he also clearly felt the concept of a dream.

Although the undead's consciousness wasn't as strong or compatible with the Primordial Flame back then, he still became that spark in Laurentina's dream.

So, what is a dream?

"The immortal asked."