Ark Undead

Maria had been sitting in her seat for less than a minute when she immediately began to anxiously ask Zofia questions.

Zofia glanced at the big screen, where Mob was still giving a passionate commentary. She pursed her lips and said helplessly.

"The knights will appear once that sausage-lipped fool finishes speaking."

"Huh? Was it like this when my aunt participated in the Special Championship?"

Maria suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but ask Zofia out of curiosity.

"Is it really this lively? Are there really this many people here to support us?"

“It’s the same at every Major, little Maria.”

Zofia patted Maria's head and said.

"Aren't you a big fan of knightly competitions? You should know these things."

"Hehe, this isn't my first time watching the Major up close!"

Maria said with a smile.

"I could only watch my sister's Special Championship on TV because my uncle wouldn't let me watch it. Before that, I could only learn about the Special Championships through video recordings."

"Alright, consider this a vacation for you today. But remember, watching the Cavaliers' Game isn't about seeing who's the most handsome."

Zofia spoke earnestly to Maria.

"The swordsmanship that Mr. Undead taught you is used in conjunction with a shield. And the fact that he didn't stop you from watching the match when he appeared as a sword and shield knight shows that he wanted you to see how he uses his sword and shield. If you're going to care about who's more handsome or beautiful, hmph."

Zofia pinched Maria's cheek and said with ill intent.

"I'll go back and tell Mr. Undying on you, and he'll make you get extra training!"

"Ugh! Auntie, you're so mean!"

Before the two finished their conversation, Mob, the big-mouthed commentator on the podium, finally finished reciting his long list of sponsor advertisements. He didn't even drink a drop of water, just swallowed, and then opened his arms.

"Then! Allow me to announce! The competition to advance from the top 32 to the top 16 has officially begun!"

As the drones unleashed fireworks and created a tremendous noise, the audience began to shout.

The reason was that the four gates of the Flame Blade Arena opened simultaneously, and the thirty-two most powerful knights of the past three years walked onto the stage together.

"The format for this competition is the same as in previous years! The round of 32 will be narrowed down to the round of 16, with players accumulating points through three different matches! They are: "

Three different images appeared on the big screen, and large text appeared below the images.

"Archery competition! Speed ​​racing! And the big free-for-all that everyone's been waiting for!"

"So, the first competition is the archery contest! Now, let me explain the rules of the archery contest!"

"The archery competition has the following rules: each knight will occupy a different high ground and use bows, crossbows, javelins, or their Originium Arts to shoot at various targets falling from the sky!"

Three different types of targets appeared on the large screen.

"The green target is the largest and easiest to hit! But please note! The green target only adds one point!"

The green target is a green ball that falls slowly but is also quite large.

"The blue target is the secondary target; it's smaller, but its falling speed is significantly faster. Don't waste a precious shot on a blue target unless you're absolutely certain. But with risk comes reward! A blue target grants three points per shot!"

The blue target is a small blue square.

"The red target! That's the highest-scoring target! Besides being the smallest, its movement is unpredictable, making it the hardest to hit! But a red target is worth ten points!"

Mob's tone became increasingly comical with each target that appeared, making you want to punch him.

"Of course! In this competition, all knights are allowed to fight in their own way, including but not limited to attacking each other! However, it is restricted that explosive arrows and Originium Arts attacks with excessively large damage ranges are not allowed!"

"Knights who have not prepared a crossbow or do not possess Originium Arts can find a crossbow provided by the organizers in their designated area after entering the arena!"

Mob took a deep breath.

"Finally! For profit and honor! Knights, enjoy the fight to the fullest!"

As Mob finished speaking, dozens of figures emerged from the gates in all directions.

The cheers from the audience reached their peak.

"Bones! Bones! Tear those idiots to shreds with your bow and arrows!"

"Lava! You're the strongest! You have to make me proud!"

The audience cheered for their favorite knights, hoping they would live up to their love and the bets they placed.

The Cavaliers also waved to the crowd in the stands as they entered, indicating that they had received their support.

The immortal is the most special one.

He forgot to look at the diagram when he entered and forgot where he was, so he had to look for himself one by one.

"Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two. We've arrived."

The undead walked towards the increasing numbers while counting, and finally found their own area.

He stood silently within the circle of light where virtual projections fell, appearing out of place among the other knights.

To his left and right were a crossbowman and a hammer-wielding knight, respectively.

The crossbowman, full of pride, waved his arm and stood still in his own circle of light.

He then greeted the undead with a grin and waved.

The immortal nodded to him, expressing his goodwill.

The heavy-hammer knight on the right didn't seem so relaxed. He was a knight wearing heavy armor and wasn't good at shooting. He would probably be among the last few after the archery competition.

"The knights have all entered the arena, right?"

Mob the Big Mouth chuckled.

"Then let's begin to show the stage in its most authentic form!"

Before he finished speaking, the entire arena suddenly began to shake violently.

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared in the huge arena, and the knights' positions were lifted high into the air.

Meanwhile, a row of weapon racks and a small opening for accessing arrows were raised to the rear of the platform where the knights were located.

In the center of the arena, there was a recessed area with water outlets spouting clear water, forming a pool filled with water.

Once the target touches the water, it loses its integrative utility.

"The time limit is one hour! If you leave the platform midway, whether by jumping yourself or being forced to jump by an attack, you will be automatically disqualified from the match the moment you hit the ground!"

Mob reached out and placed his hand on a red button.

"Then, I declare the match open!"

Beep!!

As all the drones emitted this enormous sound simultaneously, a large pipe opening appeared below the large screen.

Green balls surged out, with a touch of blue mixed in with the green.

"Hey! Here we come!"

The knight on the left of the undead excitedly took the Wrath of the Masses from behind him, stood behind him where he could get arrows, pulled out more than a dozen arrows, and threw them into the quiver at his waist.

He quickly drew the arrow, nocked it, and released the bowstring towards the blue streak that was falling the fastest.

call out!

The arrow slashed through the air, about to strike the small blue square.

Just as he was about to get his first three points, a burning fireball suddenly crashed in from the side, engulfing the arrow and the blue cube and burning them to ashes.

"I've taken the first three points!"

In the northeast corner, a knight held up a black longbow, glanced defiantly at the crossbowman beside the undead, and gave him a thumbs-up.

It means that the first three points are mine.

The longbow in his hand was no ordinary longbow, but an Originium staff made in the shape of a bow and arrow, which he used to fire the Originium spells he had learned, depending on the force he applied and the target he aimed at.

The knight's father was a renowned archer, and his attack style was greatly influenced by his father.

The crossbowman's expression was naturally not good. But he didn't say much; the rules didn't restrict the knights' abilities, and what he did was within the rules. He could only nock another arrow and look up at the other blue cubes.

The heavy hammer knight next to the Undead also put down his great hammer, took a crossbow from the weapon rack behind him, and began to nock and fire an arrow, just like the others.

However, he was aiming at the green balls that fell the slowest.

Unfortunately, this competition is designed to help knights with ranged attack capabilities who are at a disadvantage in one-on-one situations to recover from their setbacks.

He, a knight who excels in one-on-one matches, didn't really perform well in shooting games.

As long as I can easily rack up some points and not fall too far behind other knights of the same type in this archery competition, that will be enough.

After all, their home ground was a chaotic free-for-all.

The Undead sheathed their longswords and hung their shields back on their backs.

He selected a bow from the bows behind his platform that was relatively stable, neither too long nor too short, just enough to maintain range while shooting at the target relatively quickly.

The undead casually picked up an arrow, then nocked it and prepared to shoot at the target in the sky.

But at that moment, he caught a glimpse of a flame out of the corner of his eye.

boom!

A fireball flew from the side and struck the bow in the undead's hand. The bow, made with modern technology, was burned to pieces by the flames from the Originium magic.

"..."

The undead tilted his head to look, and a knight holding a proper staff looked at him, gave him a strange smile, and then waved his staff, and another fireball came flying at him!

boom!

The fireball flew past the undead, but luckily he stepped to the left. Otherwise, the fireball would have exploded on his breastplate.

"Oh! It seems our first knight has begun attacking a competitor! A knight from the Blazing Flame Company! 'Blazing' Vandi has launched an attack on 'The Undead'!"

Mob the Big Mouth, always eager for a good show, manipulated the control panel to display images of the Undead and Vandi on the large screen.

"Wandi first shattered the undead's bow with a fireball, as a provocation! Then he hurled another fireball at the undead!"

In the close-up, Wandi is gathering his third fireball, about to throw it.