Ark Undead

There is a special connection between the Sealings. Once Ulpian and Greyhound reveal their whereabouts to one of the Sealings, the other Sealings will flock to them like mice that have smelled a scent.

At that point, it won't be a simple matter of breaking through.

"What did this place look like before?"

Greyhound asked casually as he and Ulbian traveled.

"To be honest, I can't imagine it."

Unlike the free and unrestrained nature of dreams.

The architecture here is a style that Greyhound has never seen before; he can't possibly imagine what Agor used to look like just by relying on his imagination.

Ulpian, who had just stopped to wait for Haisi to leave, had ample time and patience to deal with the Greyhound issue.

“The old Agor… I find it hard to describe to you what it was like.”

Ulpian paused for a moment, considering his words.

“I know there are many countries on Terra, and these countries are very different from each other. I have also traveled to some of them.”

“But I cannot compare Agor to any other country. Even Iberia has only learned a part of its appearance.”

"You can see some decorations and buildings in Iberia with Agor elements. These are the aesthetics that the Agors brought to the shore during the golden age of Iberia."

"All I can tell you is that it is a country where everyone's eyes are focused on one thing."

“Agor has no purely governmental institutions. Our supreme leaders are twelve elected wise men, who are called the Helmsmen.”

"Below the helmsman, there are dozens of officials in charge of city governance and military affairs, respectively."

"You might know Gladys, who has dealings with Rhodes Island. She is a military governor."

What Urbian said was indeed different from that of most countries on Terra.

Agor is like a huge cluster society without a leader.

Greyhound had never even considered such a social organization.

Even in Victoria, a country known for its partisan politics, there was a ruler who governed the entire nation.

Not to mention behemoths like the Great Yan and Ursus.

"The Agor people have a great deal of freedom. But everyone must fulfill their responsibilities."

"This responsibility will be recorded in the citizen's file, and someone will be responsible for checking it every once in a while."

"Besides that, as long as it doesn't threaten social stability in Agor, you can do whatever you want. The government will even provide sufficient funding for those who walk their own path."

"After all, no one can say for sure what seems like reckless behavior today might turn into something beneficial for everyone tomorrow."

When Ulpian recalled Agor's past, a glimmer of light finally appeared in his eyes.

Greyhound imagined that kind of society, and soon realized a very crucial problem.

Are there any infected people among the Agorians?

This is the biggest difference that affects the countries of Terra and Agor.

According to Ulbian's description, he didn't mention anything related to the infected at all.

"Infected? You mean Oripathy patients?"

Ulbian paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"The Agor people hardly rely on Originium for their daily lives, so there is no such thing as mineral waste. Apart from some special Originium products, Originium is basically not present in the lives of the Agor people."

"Furthermore, the Agor people have a high resistance to Originium. I vaguely remember that someone conducted an experiment on this, but I have forgotten the specifics."

In other words, there are almost no patients among the Agor people who are infected by Originium.

This is something Greyhound could never have imagined.

"Where do you get all this energy from?"

Greyhound asked again.

"Terra's existing social and civilizational system is developed based on Originium. What about Agor?"

"We rely on the global barriers that run throughout the city."

"Ulbian said."

"Through the interpretation of divine script and the application of special energy, we have a cyclical model that is completely different from that of land-based cities."

"It can even decompose oxygen from water. If this device is installed on the shield generator that covers the entire territory of Agor, Agor can be filled with oxygen."

"The technological level of Agor is vastly different from that of Terra. Don't apply your common sense to the Agorians."

Ulbian turned his gaze to his side.

They were hiding in a collapsed building, and through the ruins, the outline of the Arke wreckage could be vaguely seen.

But it wasn't just the Arke; many other massive ships were embedded in the Argo dock.

"Do you see those ships over there?"

"Um,"

The greyhound turned its head away.

"Ulbian said."

"These ships, like the Arke, were able to set sail from the seabed, surface, and sail through the ocean waves toward Iberia."

"Each ship has enough power to sail for years in calm conditions, and it also has enough cabins for hundreds or even thousands of people to rest, as well as food reserves."

"Among the nations on Terra, apart from Iberia, I doubt any other country has even begun to study how to explore the ocean, let alone develop such a ship."

“In the past, all these ships were built by us, the Agor people.”

Ulpian's tone unconsciously carried a hint of melancholy.

"But those things are in the past... As for now."

Ulby settled down for a moment.

"The Agorians are proud, and we should bear our own problems. We can't let Haisi continue to cause trouble on land."

In a sense, the Agors are absolutely proud, even arrogant.

They never compared themselves to the Terrans.

But when disaster strikes, they will never allow the disaster they themselves created to affect others.

Greyhound is not some muscle-bound man who knows nothing, nor does he have the right to judge Argonaut's history.

After a brief moment of thought and silence, the greyhound looked up and continued to ask questions.

"Then, what about the Deep Sea Hunter? Is the Deep Sea Hunter just a military designation for Agor?"

However, when faced with this question, Ulpian simply opened his mouth and then fell silent.

"As for the Deep Sea Hunters..."

He seemed to have a lot to say. But in front of Greyhound, he simply didn't know how to begin.

Those secrets, those secrets that belong only to the deep-sea hunters, are not facts that Ulpian has the right to tell others.

However, at that very moment, Hai Si, who was blocking their way, also let out two extremely penetrating cries.

Then they slowly walked in another direction.

"Walk."

Ulbian turned around and ran ahead with the greyhound.

Ulpian didn't want to talk about it, and Greyhound couldn't force him to, so he had to keep the question to himself.

On the other side was the opposite direction that Ulpian and Greyhound had gone.

The wreckage of the Arke, which crashed in Agor, lies right here.

No flames burned for long, and there weren't many flammable or explosive objects on the Arke.

Many of the rooms are designed to be sealed even after the ship itself is destroyed, and to provide oxygen and emergency food for a considerable period of time.

Therefore, the actual number of casualties was not that high.

Even so, very few people could be found in the ruins.

Because they haven't woken up from their dream yet.

"Just now, I went to the city gate again and took a look."

The Undead lowered the greatsword from his back and leaned against a crate he had taken from the wreckage of the Arke.

"It's still locked. It's connected to the entire barrier. It can't be broken by force."

Then, he sat down by the campfire and looked at the Fire Mage next to him, who was tending to the wounded.

The Fire Mage and the Undead were always together, and because of this, neither of them was affected by the dream again.

Unfortunately, by the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late.

At that time, the ship had already crashed into the dock in Agor.

In the ruins, only one person was the first to respond to the call of the Undead.

That's Kal'tsit.

“As I said, the entire pier is connected to the core of controlling the city. When it was designed, we also considered what would happen if it were attacked. So the pier’s security facilities and barriers are linked together.”

Kal'tsit held a cup of coffee she had just taken from the campfire; it was part of the food storage the two had found in the ruins of Arke.

"There aren't enough people awake right now; we need to wait at least a while longer. Otherwise, the remaining operators will be in too much danger."

In fact, the Undead had been thinking for a long time about whether he should go to the city center alone to check the situation.

But firstly, the Undead don't recognize the roads in Agor's city plan, nor do they understand how to use those control panels.

Not to mention that Agor is currently entirely under the control of Haze. If they rashly enter the city, the Undead might completely lose contact with Kal'tsit and the others.

Very few people have woken up yet. Scout and Logos have been found, though Logos escaped because of his unique danger instincts as a sorcerer and didn't fall asleep.

But Scout was different. Scout was truly asleep, and when they found him, he was no longer in his room and was almost carried away by Haisi.

Not to mention that among the wreckage of the Arke, there are dozens of such operators, sleeping in the ruins, unable to respond to the calls of the rescuers.