Ark Undead

Even so, breaking through the encirclement in the ocean of Hai Si is an extremely difficult task.

Moreover, the undead had already smelled the familiar scent.

The greatsword in the Undead's hand never stopped.

Flames engulfed the sword, and upon returning to reality, the connection between the Primordial Flame and the Undead was restored.

This greatsword has witnessed countless battles. Now, scorched by flames, it has become even more profound, so much so that even light cannot linger on it for long. Instead, flames seem to seep out from the charred fragments on the blade.

This piece of steel, having undergone the tempering of the Primordial Flame, is becoming increasingly similar in nature to the Spiral Sword at the waist of the Undead. Ordinary Sealings would start to burn at extremely high temperatures simply by touching the blade, and then become food for the Primordial Flame to nourish the Undead.

His battle-hardened body became his most advantageous tool at this moment. With each swing of his sword, he easily took away a Sea Sprite that would have required a great deal of effort from the others behind him.

Now, the Undead stand at the forefront, like icebreakers, using their bodies to clear a path for those behind them.

Ulpian and Laurentina flanked the Undead, assisting him in reaping the enemies who had narrowly escaped his greatsword, while also acting as a second line of defense to protect the others behind him from attacks.

At the very back were Rhodes Island operators, led by Greyhound Logos and others.

Even though their combat strength is outstanding, it is extremely difficult to say that they can protect themselves in such a large group of sea creatures.

Fortunately, with the three who paved the way, they only needed to bear very little pressure and keep moving forward.

Flames swept through, and a dark greatsword was raised from the charred corpse of a sea creature, halting the undead's advance.

He raised his left hand, and a bright white light shone from his hand, spreading forward from his right shoulder, with a dazzling white halo flying out from his hand.

It split into five in mid-air, severing the entire fan-shaped area in front of the Undead. After pausing briefly at the end of its path, it returned to the Undead's hand along the same route.

Miracle (White Sect Aura)

In an instant, a large open space made up of corpses appeared in front of the Undead. The Undead stomped forward with his left foot, and sparks flew down, landing on Hai Si's corpse and igniting the delicious firewood.

The Undead raised their heads and, in the brief moment when the space in front of them was cleared, looked at the huge wedge-shaped stone in the sky ahead.

"how?"

Urbian noticed that the Undead had stopped.

He had been observing this legendary hero, and the undead's fighting prowess had successfully earned Ulpian's respect.

He knew that the current situation was no less dire than that of the Great Tranquility.

Even as the immortal continued to restrain himself and protect those behind him, he charged forward as the spearhead, his bravery almost superhuman.

"It has a smell."

The Undead said something, his brow furrowing slightly beneath his helmet, unseen by others.

This smell was very familiar to him; he had smelled it more than once, and it was something he remembered vividly.

Finally, deep in his memory, he found the source of this taste.

That was the scent left by the coward when they first met.

It was at that time that the black snake was forcibly kept by Talulah.

"Theresis?"

The Undead muttered something uncertainly in a low voice, then casually chopped down a fish-shaped sea creature that was hissing and charging at him from the side.

The reason why it's uncertain whether anyone died is because the smell was extremely faint. It was like the residue of something, or a trace that could be projected onto reality.

Although the abyss's aura was so strong, it was also very elusive, making it impossible for anyone to fully perceive it.

At this moment, an extremely long blade suddenly appeared beside the Undead. The black blade left a blurry mark in the air and pierced the body of a Sea Spirit that was falling from the sky.

"Roar..."

Mon3tor rushed up from behind the Undead. Seeing that the Undead was still standing in the same place, it stared at the Undead with some confusion, and even tilted its huge head.

Kal'tsit, escorted by Logos and Scout, continued forward. When she saw the undead, she stopped and approached them to find out what was going on.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"It should be Theresis."

The Undead turned to look at Kal'tsit.

"His, the taste."

"Theresis?!"

The first to react was not Kal'tsit, but Scout, who was responsible for protecting Kal'tsit.

Even though Kal'tsit has regained her past memories, her original form still doesn't have much combat power.

Mon3tor also had to stand in front as a bulwark against the pressure, so her main body had to be protected by Scout, who also didn't have much ability to deal with the situation head-on.

Scout's strong reaction is understandable. After all, no one expected Theresis to appear here.

"No, it's the real body."

The Immortals Theory.

"The smell is very faint, but I'm sure of it."

Even so, knowing that Theresis was already here, even if it was just a projection, was enough for everyone to understand the seriousness of the situation.

"It must be the Pardoners; they have a way to contact Theresis."

Logos, a master sorcerer of Terra, approached with two rune papers in his hands.

"Have they reached the World Barrier yet? What about Miss Skadi? Are we running out of time?"

Since Skadi was kidnapped by the Absolution Master, does the fact that the Absolution Master has already summoned Theresis mean that the ritual has already begun?

Ulpian remained silent, but his actions spoke volumes.

Ulpian, who had been comfortably staying behind the Undead, bypassed them and continued charging forward against the waves of the Sea King.

Laurentina quickly realized what was happening and caught up with Ulbian.

They were in a hurry. If the Lord of the Mass had already begun to corrupt the wedge stone using Skadi as a medium, then they would have no choice but to kill Skadi and interrupt the ritual.

However, with Ulpian and Laurentina leaving, the barrier that was originally in the middle suddenly disappeared, and the Rhodes Island team behind them began to face enormous pressure.

The crystal shield in Greyhound's hand was struck three times in a single second, and even his body could not withstand it.

"Don't just stand there! Isn't it great that Theresis is here?!"

Distracted by the greyhound, the group realized they should continue forward.

But the Undead still gripped his greatsword tightly and did not move forward.

Not only Therese, but he also detected some exceptionally ancient scents in Therese's fragrance.

The scent was warm, so familiar, even...

The Undead looked down at his left hand, and a somewhat dim flame spontaneously ignited in his palm.

This is the cursed fire that the Undead gave to Heavenly Fire a year or two ago.

Since the flame of magic was ignited in the hands of the old witch, each division has also meant a passing down of the torch.

The flames of inherited sorcery have an absolutely intimate relationship, tightly connecting the group of sorcerers.

The Undead stared blankly at the flame in his hand.

At the same moment, an exclamation rang in the ears of the Undead.

"What is that?! Is it the sun?"

The immortal suddenly looked up and saw a scene that resembled the collapse of the sun.

Several fireballs entwined with mysterious patterns fell, only to shatter into countless fragments in mid-air.

He recognized them clearly; those fireballs were definitely them.

"Residue from a warm bed?"

The voice of the immortal involuntarily grew louder.

The fire spirit, who had been in the middle of the group, also came to the Undead's side and looked down at the flame in the Undead's left palm.

"The flames of magic are so active; it seems he's awake."

As the Fire Maiden spoke with her head down, another change occurred in the sky.

A spear, as sharp as thunder, sliced ​​through the ocean of sea creatures and fell before Ulpian and Laurentina at the forefront.

The sharp spearhead pierced Hai Si's body, pinning it to the ground. The crackling lightning on the spear sank into the earth, turning the surrounding area of ​​several meters into a no-go zone for living beings.

Lightning scattered, and the further it spread outwards, the more white smoke rose from Hai Si's body.

Immediately following the spear, a golden meteor streaked across Agor's sky, growing larger and larger before Ulbian's eyes, finally crashing into the ground in front of him.

boom!

At this moment, Ulpian realized that it was not pure light, but a protective shield composed of lightning so dense that its shape was indistinguishable.

As the lightning dissipated, a gigantic figure radiating golden light slowly raised its head.

The moment Ulpian's eyes met the man's, every cell in his body began to tremble, sending him an extremely alarming signal.

This signifies the danger he is completely unable to overcome, and the murderous intent that is outwardly revealed.

Ulpian instinctively raised the anchor in his hand, ready to charge forward.

But the next moment, he heard a somewhat surprised female voice.

"Ulpian?"

Urbian looked closely and saw two figures leaping down from the huge golden body. One of them was wearing a deep-sea hunter's uniform and had long white hair flowing behind him.

It was Gretia.

"Greteia..."

Ulpian's anchor, which he was about to throw, stopped in mid-air. He realized that the person in front of him was not an enemy.

Goredia was not surprised to see Ulpian; instead, she felt a sense of relief that everything had finally settled down.

"It really was you."

While they were at the camp, Goredia had noticed that someone had entered her room.

But she didn't sense any strangers. Even her deep-sea hunter instincts didn't warn her or wake her.