Ark Undead

The Undead brought the topic back to the present.

Have I seen it before?

Patch did indeed know some information about the Lord of Dreams, the leader of the deep-sea fleet.

However, these are all fragments extracted from shattered dreams.

“You haven’t met him, he’s not someone we know. But if you ask me if I know anything about him, I actually do know some things.”

Patch perked up a bit more.

"First of all, you should have already realized that the Deep Sea Hunters and the Sea Heirs are connected."

"Both Deepsea Hunters and Sea Heirs were born from the abyss, and their physical strength and bloodline are inextricably linked."

"If I had to use an analogy, I would say that all deep-sea hunters are potential sea creatures. And the most powerful deep-sea hunters among them may even become the new leaders of the great groups."

"As far as I know, this new Lord of the Great Group was born from the corpses of those Deepsea Hunters who died during the First Great Silent Period, and took root in the souls and wills of those hunters."

"This is why the power of this Lord of the Great Group is marked by dreams, and why he calls upon these Deepsea Hunters, and indeed all the Agorians, to return to their homeland."

"However, the blood of the Old Gods is not in Agor. It was lost in a battle and stolen. This directly resulted in the fact that the Lord of the Great Horde did not successfully evolve."

"The current Hai Si appears to be obeying a powerful leader. But this leader only has the will to command the Abyss and Hai Si, but does not have the physical strength to shake Agor."

"Therefore, the abyss has its eye on it."

Upon hearing this, the Undead tilted his head in slight confusion.

"The Abyss has its eye on Hai Si?"

Patch smiled.

"You heard me right, the Abyss has its eye on the Lord of the Sea Legion."

In the Undead's mind, the Sea Spirit and the Abyss were on the same side. But now Patch tells the Undead that there seems to be some estrangement between them?

It felt as abrupt as two brothers turning against each other in the blink of an eye.

"The birth of Haisi can be described as a product of continuous evolution in the gap between humanity and the abyss."

“Kal'tsit should know this better than I do. After all, the original Heinrich was one of those who failed to survive in human form during her experiments.”

"These losers who were not completely eliminated fell into the deep sea during an accident on the Alker, were found by the Abyss, and were given the power of the Abyss, evolving into their current form."

"From then on, there was an absolute boundary between the ocean and the land. The ocean belonged to the sea creatures, while the land belonged to humankind."

"Those who succeeded, those who survived, took root and spoke on Terra, propagated civilization, and maintained human rationality and independent will. Just like your two young apprentices, they are also striving to fight against the Abyss."

"Then why can't Haisi fight against the Abyss? Why must Haisi, this collective of wills, accept the Abyss's corruption and become a part of it?"

"The original plan of that Dream Lord was very clever. It had already accepted the Abyss's gift, using its twisted body as a foundation, and continued to grow and evolve under the Abyss's care."

"Once you obtain a fragment of the Primordial Flame in the dream and complete the missing part of your power, you can use the Primordial Flame to suppress the influence of the Abyss on it. Next, as long as you find the blood of the Old Gods, you can evolve savagely right under the nose of the Abyss and possess the power to resist both the Abyss and the Primordial Flame."

"Unfortunately, your appearance has disrupted this battle of souls, thwarting the little baby's plans."

"From the moment He accepted the gifts of the abyss, He also accepted the curse of the abyss."

"Now, the Lord of the Masses is about to face the Abyss's reckoning, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes a new god subordinate to the Abyss."

"Do I really need to explain how to deal with the Abyss's followers?"

Patch looked at the Undead and said with a smile.

"This is exactly what you do best, the nameless seeker of kings."

"Raise the butcher's knife and ruthlessly kill the gods."

445. Escape

The rest period passed quickly, and the group, now fully prepared, officially set off from their camp along the Iberian coast, heading towards the watchtower Carmen had mentioned.

From one side of the Iberian coast to the other.

Dozens of lighthouses stand facing each other every ten miles.

Even just seeing these ruins, one can imagine the glorious achievements Iberia had during its golden age.

When Iberia established diplomatic relations with Agor, it was arguably the richest and most intelligent country in the entire Terra region.

Before Colombia had spread its new technology throughout Terra, Iberia was already using the technology brought by Agor.

What was the mindset of people at that time when they viewed the world?

After that great stillness, everything vanished. Just as a building without a foundation collapsed, the gold upon it crumbled.

Do the people of Iberia today still remember the glory of the past and look back on that golden age?

The team, composed of Rhodes Island troops and some soldiers from the Iberian Defense Forces, headed toward the lighthouse that they could see.

According to Carmen, the lighthouse had been inspected two weeks prior. At that time, Iberian Defense Forces soldiers found no trace of Haizi there and inspected the facilities.

The facility remained intact, but the sergeants did not activate it because they did not have the coordinates of any of the ships.

After that great stillness, all ships traveling between Iberia and Agor sank to the bottom of the sea in the silent storm, with no possibility of ever surfacing again.

After people discovered this fact, they gradually stopped maintaining the watchtower.

This is both a waste of resources and a destruction of one's own unrealistic fantasies.

"That watchtower is so tall..."

The greyhound looked up and saw that it was at least tens of meters high, with the top layer protruding like a giant sphere.

If this watchtower were lit, then surely bright lights would shine from its highest point, illuminating the boundless sea.

"It must be about 100 meters or even 90 meters tall..."

W spoke offhand, not paying attention to what she was saying, her attention already drawn to the dark shadows gathered below the watchtower.

Greyhound heard W's words and couldn't help but retort.

"So why is nine better than ten?"

"I was just saying. Compared to this, look over there."

W put down his farsighted glasses and pointed to the shadowy mass beneath the watchtower in the distance.

Carmen and Kal'tsit looked in the direction W was pointing.

Just then, one could see one sea monster after another perched on the boulder near the watchtower.

The waves crashed against the giant rocks, but the rocks remained unmoved, while the sea creatures rested on them.

At first glance, the sheer number of them was truly alarming.

"There were no Hai Si here before, only two weeks have passed."

Carmen frowned.

Such a number is indeed excessive, and they are not launching an attack, but rather entrenched around the watchtower, as if using it as a nest.

If there are already so many sea creatures exposed to the outside, how many more must be hidden inside?

It's impossible to calculate; there's absolutely no clue.

"Think of a way to get these sea creatures out."

One of the surviving high judges offered his advice.

"As long as we are well prepared, it will always be much more efficient to encircle and annihilate these sea creatures than to passively defend ourselves."

This is indeed a good method, because although there are many sea creatures near the rocks, they will eventually fall into the sea and then climb back ashore.

If we can hold one road and then concentrate our efforts on dealing with the situation, there shouldn't be many significant casualties.

But clearly, everyone didn't have enough time.

"We can't delay."

Kal'tsit shook her head.

"We haven't seen the sun for two days. The air smells strongly of the sea. I don't know when even the moon will disappear from the sky. That would be the end of us."

As Kal'tsit said, they had come out of the dream and should have resolved Agor's problem as quickly as possible.

Rather than waiting for the Lord of Dreams to make his move once he is ready, they should go to Him.

Offense is the best defense.

Moreover, it is clearly illogical for so many Hai Si to suddenly appear in this location.

"Then, attack."

The Undead spoke Kal'tsit's thoughts on her behalf.

He took the greatsword directly from his back and walked over there without looking back.

Carmen was stunned for a moment. So many Sea Heroes, are the Undead really that brave?

It's clear that Carmen has never seen the Undead in actual combat since she first encountered them.

Kal'tsit shrugged at Carmen beside her, then spoke to the operators behind her.

"Those who can help should go and lend a hand, so that our great hero doesn't feel like he's fighting alone."

So Scout and Logos also drew their weapons and charged out with the Undead.

On the other hand, Carmen's soldiers, though somewhat restless, dared not take any action without their superiors' approval.

"Your Excellency Carmen, what are your plans when we depart for Agor?"

With the elite operators behind her gone and the Undead not around, Kal'tsit took two steps to the side and came to Carmen's side.

"Would you like to come with us to Agor, or..."

Kal'tsit's problem is very obvious.

Carmen glanced at Kal'tsit and asked first.

"The dream has ended. The dream events that have lasted for so long in Iberia should be considered completely over?"

It's clear that Carmen is more concerned about the dream situation; she hasn't had a chance to confirm these things with Kal'tsit yet.

Kal'tsit paused for a moment, then understood what Carmen meant, and nodded in agreement.