Ark Undead

There, the undead received the flame of sorcery from the old sorcerer and began to learn the sorcery they had once mastered.

He also handed over the forbidden spellbook to the heretical witch, and after repeated requests, accompanied by the witch's helpless and affectionate curses, he explored the forbidden knowledge of the abyss.

There was another who explored the techniques of soul magic with the undead, but unfortunately, he died on the path of seeking knowledge.

That is why the immortals will not forget.

This was the most precious and pure emotion he experienced during his journey.

This also extended to his own disciples.

"He's not saying anything again. See, that's just how he is."

Seeing that the undead remained silent, the witch sighed and complained helplessly to the old sorcerer beside her.

"He always stares at you like that, making it impossible for you to refuse his requests."

"Hehe, I think that kind of personality is not bad. At least it makes people feel at ease."

The old sorcerer chuckled twice, helped the undead up from the ground, patted his knee, and let the filth on the ground roll off his apprentice.

"I sensed your presence a long time ago. I was planning to go find you, but I ended up finding the little guy who woke you up."

"But we can talk about pleasantries later; there's plenty of time."

The old sorcerer's smile faded, and he shifted his gaze from the undead to the two pardoners standing in front of them.

A black, shadowy figure silently watched everything unfold before him, his form gradually growing dimmer.

Therese has already begun to consider resigning.

The immortal turned around and looked at the gradually dissipating phantom.

Therese frowned and patted the two pardoners in front of him.

A deep black and crimson light flashed from his hand, and the two pardoners stared wide-eyed in surprise.

"With the protection of the gods of the abyss surrounding me, my people, do not disappoint me."

Therese has already begun to consider resigning.

"I'm in the capital, waiting for your good news."

Theresis knew that it was just a projection, and that the true power could not extend into the territory of the Lord of Dreams, so he had no power to directly confront the flame representative in front of him.

Rather than wasting time here, it's better to leave early to avoid being affected by the strange power of the flames again.

It must be said that although his decision seemed cowardly, it made some sense.

However, just as his figure was completely withdrawn into the abyss in the sky, a roaring sound rang out again in the square.

The crackling of lightning illuminated the city once again, a miracle first born in the Dragon Hunt.

The thick lightning spear reappeared in the hands of the undead, its thick branches extending out like the branches of the legendary World Tree.

With the blessing of the first fire, it was like a harbinger of an impending storm, echoing in everyone's ears.

Seeing that things were not going well, Therese increased his speed even more as his figure dimmed.

But just as he was about to retract the projection, a flash of light appeared.

With a thunderous roar, lightning as bright as gold pierced through the crack in space and became embedded in the pupil of the Eye of the Abyss.

"..."

The projection of Therese suffered a devastating blow in its final moments, its image echoing with a man's roar, accompanied by a manic depression that resonated in everyone's ears.

Even though the Eye of the Abyss successfully retrieved Theresis's projection, the part of his mental projection that he had separated had been shattered by the raging lightning.

In the last moment before he lost consciousness, he noticed that the undead did not continue to attack.

Instead, they simply looked at him, as if they had traversed a vast distance to see the Abyss Apostle sitting on that false throne.

His calm gaze, like a tranquil lamp, illuminated the darkness lurking deep within his heart, yet it instilled fear in those who beheld it, as if he were about to speak.

Don't worry, I'll come find you.

The black gap closed as before, and Theresis's presence completely vanished from this underwater city.

Only two Absolution Masters, who had gone completely berserk, remained.

They no longer considered their future, but connected their souls to humanity and the abyss's nest, offering them to the gods of the abyss.

Therefore, the gods of the abyss turned their attention to this place and granted them temporary power.

Even the gaze of the abyss dares not linger here.

Because someone had already raised their greatsword.

"Go ahead with peace of mind. We'll take care of the other sea monsters. We'll make sure they don't interfere with my apprentice's training."

The old sorcerer patted his apprentice on the shoulder.

The witch did not speak, but instead raised her palm, within which a deep purple light shone.

She was ready for battle.

Flames clung to the sword, reigniting it once more.

"The immortal said in a low voice."

"it is good."

...

Be prepared not only for the undead, who have captured the majority of attention in the plaza in front of the World Barrier.

There's also the Deep Sea Hunter team that goes around Hai Si.

Don't forget, their goal isn't just to drive Theresis away and weaken the influence of the Pardoners here.

Their ultimate goal is to stop the evolution of the Sealings, prevent them from continuing to draw power from the World Barrier, and prevent the invasion of the Abyss.

Therefore, all three teams are very important in every aspect.

The Deepsea Hunters team, which was tasked with rescuing Skadi, is also an indispensable part of the team.

After all, no one wants to see their companion die, and Skadi is a descendant of the Old Gods.

This is why Skadi doesn't want to get injured on land.

Her blood possessed a peculiar quality that attracted Hai Si. But ultimately, her blood also led her to Hai Si's side.

Now, with the help of the Undead, Ulpian and his companions concealed their presence and, without anyone noticing the Undead, successfully bypassed the area and arrived at the side and rear of the plaza.

There is a path here that leads to the altar where Skadi is enshrined.

They would be halfway there if they could sever Skadi's connection with the Lord of the Clans before she adapted to the wedge.

Therefore, no one spoke for the rest of the journey.

Unlike their previous silence, their current silence stems from the fact that they have already set their sights on becoming number one.

But the closer they got to the massive wedge-shaped stone, the closer they got to the altar, the clearer the murmurs became in their ears.

This is the call of the deep-sea swarm, what deep-sea hunters often call the voice from their homeland.

The figures of the lords of the great group, clinging to the wedge-shaped rock, could already be seen in the sky, and no one would let their guard down at this moment.

Greyhound and W are also trying to stay awake.

But compared to Greyhound and W, the three Deepsea Hunters suffered the most significant impact.

Goredia's hand, gripping the spear, trembled slightly. Even the curse ring on her fingertips was barely able to stop the echoing of her murmurs.

Laurentina's gaze shifted constantly between confusion and clarity. Fortunately, she had already come into contact with the flames, otherwise she would definitely have been affected again at this moment.

Ulpian, on the other hand, seemed completely unaffected, his hand gripping the weapon remaining steady throughout.

They continued until they reached the bottom of the altar. At that moment, they noticed a golden light flash in the center of the plaza.

The lightning spear pierced the Eye of the Abyss, allowing them to hear the angry cries of the Abyss Apostles.

"hiss..."

Greyhound slapped himself, the sound almost making him faint. This was the influence of creatures from the abyss on the creatures of Terra.

He and W had spent a considerable amount of time with the undead. Even so, he was still nearly driven mad by that roar.

How could normal Rhodes Island operators remain sober under such pressure?

No wonder the doctor didn't send everyone to help the Undead.

Because they simply don't have the qualifications to get involved in such a battle.

But in that instant, as Greyhound regained consciousness, countless goosebumps rose all over his body.

He sensed danger coming from behind him.

Ding!

A tall, slender figure appeared behind him, blocking the sharp blade aimed at his throat.

"The long spear deflected the massive rapier hidden in the darkness," Goredia said.

"Don't get distracted."

Greyhound then raised his right hand, conjuring a giant, crystal-blue shield.

He noticed that just behind him, a shadow slowly emerged from the darkness.

They were dressed in clothing very similar to those of Ulpian and even Goredia.

His eyes were lifeless, and he stood in the shadows like a corpse.

"This is?"

W was somewhat surprised and doubtful. She had never seen such a scene before, so she naturally did not understand what it meant.

The greyhound smirked. Here we go again.

"The deep-sea hunter whose mind has been stolen is a warrior who dies in a dream."

Greyhound explained to W in a low voice.

"They have been converted by Hai Si and are now on the side of the large group. Don't overthink it; they are just enemies."

Previously, at the control tower where the gate was opened, Ulpian and Greyhound encountered several other deep-sea hunters who had also lost their minds.