Ark Undead

After learning that Theresa had left traces here, Greyhound's focus shifted from finding the way to Agor that Lapp had told them about.

For Greyhound, Theresa's traces were clearly more attractive, and this attraction was like a spell, pushing him to keep walking forward, not wanting to miss a single detail.

W and Greyhound were naturally on the same side, and neither of them wanted to let go of any news about Theresa.

The one who doesn't die is different from the two.

He certainly wanted to find the coordinates recorded by the giant ship. But for him, finding a way through this dream was even more important.

His idea of ​​passing through was different from the ordinary one. For an immortal, the existence of this dream was a challenge.

The independent world that can shield him from the initial flame, even though it is only a manifestation of spiritual matter and is not tainted by reality, is enough to make him wary.

It's important to understand that the sheer volume of the abyss within just the city of Ringed Seal was enough to foreshadow the apocalypse. Just how enormous is the entirety of Argor, now submerged at the bottom of the sea?

Not to mention, there are clear signs that Iberia may be contaminated, and those who died in dreams.

These traces are proof that the abyss will launch a massive invasion of reality.

Moreover, all of this can be traced back to the false god lurking behind the dream.

The Undead would never allow a god to realize its plan of interfering with reality through dreams, an existence that has already put its plans into action.

Therefore, although he was indeed on the same side as Rhodes Island and others, his purpose had quietly changed.

However, even though both sides had their own plans, finding the coordinates remained their primary objective when discussing their route forward.

After all, Agor is the real big shot, and no one would refuse the secrets hidden inside.

Greyhound and W's meticulous search route perfectly suited the Undead's desire to perceive the essence of dreams from multiple perspectives in order to find a way to confront them directly.

As for whether a great stillness would occur when the false god was killed, the Undead had already made up their minds.

The Great Silence is indeed terrifying, and even the undead would not want to see so many casualties.

But he knew very well that the abyss, if it could not be completely burned away, would always leave embers.

The essence of this incident, according to the Undead through communication with various parties, is most likely because the Deep Sea Hunters did not completely eliminate the root cause when they were hunting down the Sealings.

Skadi, who was the one who killed him, may have already been targeted by this false god.

The Undead still remembered that when he first met Skadi, he could clearly feel something strange attached to her.

This thing was very familiar to him; it was the essence of darkness and filth, the rampaging nature of humanity.

However, this imprint of consciousness immediately fled when the Undead stared at Skadi, presumably because it had sensed the presence of the Undead.

If she weren't immortal, it could be said that Skadi is still being watched by some being.

However, the undead did not sense any aura emanating from Goredia and Laurentina that would alert them.

This is what makes Skadi different from the other two, and it's why the Undead would be willing to let Skadi stay by his side for a while.

He wasn't just curious about the bounty hunter; he wanted to determine if she had been corrupted.

If something unexpected happens, the first person to raise a weapon against Skadi will definitely be one of the undead beside her, and it will be no one else.

Fortunately, Skadi's subsequent actions proved that she was still within the realm of normal people, which reassured the Undead quite a bit.

In fact, the Undead are also very worried about Skadi's current situation.

The true nature of this dream has been discovered by the Undead; it is the Lord of the Sea, who is lurking in Agor.

So what kind of danger will Skadi, who once confronted the Lord of the Sea Legion head-on and even killed it once, face?

With these thoughts in mind, the undead explored the giant ship.

If it serves as a hub to Argor, then there must be something related to the Lord of the Deep Sea.

The key to preventing death is to find a way to kill it from these seemingly insignificant details.

Let it die forever, never to be reborn.

Thanks to the exploration by the Undead and Greyhounds, the first level of the giant ship has been almost completely searched by the group.

Apart from the crucial navigation room, the layout of many of the rooms they searched was very clear.

However, there weren't many items placed inside.

In some rooms, phantoms of people who used to live there will also appear.

When Greyhound first saw those phantoms, he instinctively conjured a longsword and slashed out.

It wasn't until the shimmering blue crystal passed through the illusion that they realized it was just a shadow.

These phantoms were communicating, and their words revealed some information about the giant ship, as well as providing the three with important coordinates.

Finally, when they stopped in the last room on the first floor, the three of them gathered together, found a few chairs in the cabin, and began to organize the information they had obtained.

"Alright, we've explored almost the entire first level. It took a while, but we've gained quite a bit."

Greyhound found a blank notebook in the room, along with a pen placed next to it.

"First, we learned that this ship was indeed the giant ship used to build Agor. 50% of the hull was filled with materials and prefabricated waterproof spaces, and only 30% of the space was available for people to move around in. And this giant ship actually had more than ten decks."

Greyhound wrote some jumping boxes on the paper and roughly sketched a model to represent the hull of the ship.

“We’ve only searched the first floor so far, and it’s already taken us a whole night, and most of the day is still to come.”

"Actually, many rooms are not important; we just waste time in them."

"Our main goal right now is to find the database that stores the ship's navigation records, and then find the ship's current docking location from there."

As he spoke, Greyhound wrote down the first item on the paper.

"Then, we need to find traces related to the king, trying to find out from these fragments why the king would be here."

He wrote it down again, then looked up at the Undead and W.

What do you think?

"If we continue with our current methods, it's simply impossible to explore the entire ship within a week."

W shook his head and said.

"Lapp also said that dreams can gradually change our mental state. The herbal medicine we drink can make us temporarily immune to the attacks of dreams, but the changes to our bodies are irreversible."

"To be honest, although I know that seeking the truth will come at a price, I don't want to become a monster."

W spread his hands and honestly expressed his thoughts.

"To find everything in a limited time, we must explore selectively."

Greyhound nodded in agreement, and the Undead also thought W made sense.

The two are in a different situation than the Undead. For some reason, the Undead are not disturbed by dreams; their connection with the First Flame has simply been severed.

However, the two of them have to pay a price for exploring dreams, just like Logos and Scout.

These two were able to arrive at the giant ship first, just like the undead, because the potion that Lapp gave them could make the dream world react to them.

This kind of reaction allows the dream to align with the two people's thoughts and guide them to the places they want to go.

And no one else has been able to reunite with the two on this giant ship yet, which is why they are being "rejected" by the dream.

"Then we will explore selectively. The phantoms mentioned the number of layers: one, three, and the bottom ten."

Greyhound divided the model he drew into sections, roughly creating a map.

"The first floor is where the main naval personnel live, the third floor is where the construction and research personnel live, and the tenth floor is called the laboratory."

"The phantom we saw in the side room of the navigation room mentioned the 'change' that had occurred inside the navigation room."

Greyhound was clearly still thinking about the scene he had seen in the navigator's room.

"He mentioned that the incident here was caused by the leakage of experimental subjects from the tenth floor. Although they were captured and killed in time, some of the experimental subjects still escaped from the ship."

"If we link the king's whereabouts to this so-called leak of experimental subjects, we can probably predict the king's route of action."

Greyhound drew an arrow pointing to the tenth floor.

"What we're looking for is right here."

The atmosphere between the three of them then became awkward.

Greyhound was clearly trying to find Theresa's whereabouts. In fact, he had made this his primary objective.

He completely forgot what Lapp had told him before.

Even W subconsciously raised his head and looked at the greyhound, his eyes showing some surprise.

She glanced cautiously at the undead.

The Undead was staring at the Greyhound without saying a word.

“Nothing else matters. We’ve already found clues about the King in the navigation room, and there’s also that mysterious figure holding the King on that statue. Aren’t you all curious?”

Greyhound seemed oblivious to the Undead's gaze; his tone grew increasingly fanatical, taking on a strange missionary quality.

However, no one answered, so the greyhound raised its head and casually glanced at the two of them.

"Let's go, what are we waiting for? Let's go straight downstairs to..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand grabbed the greyhound by the neck.

The Undead picked up the Greyhound, stood up abruptly, grabbed the Greyhound by the neck, and slammed it against the wall.

boom!

Spiderweb-like marks were smashed into the brick wall behind the greyhound, and those marks returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

The rules of dreams prevent them from being broken, thus giving the undead an opportunity to exert their power.

The Undead didn't hold back at all, grabbing the already stunned Greyhound and slamming it against the wall once more.

After being struck two or three times in succession, the immortal man picked up the dying greyhound and brought it close to himself.

"Awake?"

W was clearly terrified by the undead; she didn't even try to stop them for a moment.

Even she noticed the greyhound's abnormality, watching with a strange expression as the undead tormented the greyhound while keeping an eye on its condition.

Greyhound's eyes were vacant, even though his body had been smashed to the ground by the undead, and blood was still seeping from the corner of his mouth.

But he kept repeating his own words.

"Go to the tenth floor... the tenth floor..."