Ark Undead

Susuluo said in a relaxed tone.

"She was so mentally exhausted that she could barely speak when she arrived, and her body was burning hot. It was Miss Linguang who helped her to bed."

"But after the examination, we were surprised to find that even after using Originium Arts so many times, and even after her body was overloaded, the amount of Originium in her body remained at a low level."

"As expected of a member of the King's Staff, they have their own unique way of controlling Originium Arts."

Sussuruo gave the Undead an OK sign, then picked up his things.

"Mr. Undead, don't worry too much. Miss Skyfire will be fine after a good night's sleep. I'll be leaving now."

Susuru was still very busy. After greeting the Undead, she tiptoed out of the door.

The Undead watched Susuluo leave. Just as he turned around, he saw that Tianhuo, who was lying on the hospital bed, had opened his eyes.

Those eyes stared at her quietly. The immortal sat back down in the chair next to the hospital bed and looked at her.

Pretending to be asleep.

The Undead actually knew that Tianhuo had already woken up when Susuluo pushed open the door.

Her breathing became erratic for a moment, but she forced herself to calm down.

But Tianhuo didn't open his eyes even after Susuluo left.

"Still want to rest?"

The Undead Man tucked the blanket around Tianhuo again, making sure she could lie down comfortably.

"Ah."

Tianhuo gave a soft, tingling "hmm," and stared at the Undead.

After leaving Victoria, guided by the flames of magic, Skyfire traveled to many places. Just like following in the footsteps of the Undead, he arrived at Lungmen and then went to Rhodes Island.

But they always just missed the immortals, and they only saw them a few times.

Compared to Melantha and Maria, Skyfire is the least like a disciple.

"Your spellfire is a bit disordered."

The Undead sensed that the Heavenly Fire's condition wasn't as stable as Susuru had described, and he pointed it out.

"I used a spell that I shouldn't have used."

"Yes."

Tianhuo was also very honest, she said without reservation.

"When I finally left, my friends from the Glasgow Gang were surrounded, so I could only try a very large-scale spell."

As he spoke, Tianhuo pulled his right hand out from under the warm blankets.

As can be seen, very obvious burn marks were wrapped around the entire wrist of Tianhuo's palm.

The burn marks were even spreading upwards along my wrist. Like a living thing, they seemed to be trying to spread from my entire palm to my arm, and even my whole body.

"Firestorm".

After saying this, Tianhuo immediately withdrew his hand and covered his head with the blanket, leaving only his ears outside the blanket.

The reason why Tianhuo is so afraid of the Undead is naturally due to the presence of cursed fire, which makes him maintain a certain degree of awe towards his teacher.

But more so because the Undead had told her beforehand that she should respect fire and not easily attempt forbidden spells.

Firestorm itself is one of the earliest spells, an ancient spell passed down by the witch Izaris.

At that time, the flames of magic had not yet been studied and purified by countless sorcerers in later generations, and almost all magic spells were associated with the chaotic flames.

The firestorm is also inextricably linked to it.

Heavenly Fire, whose spiritual energy was already depleted, was forced to use such a powerful spell, which naturally resulted in a backlash.

However, the Undead did not intend to rebuke the Heavenly Fire.

Give me your hand.

The immortal stretched out one hand, which hung limply in mid-air.

Tianhuo quietly pulled the blanket down a little, revealing a pair of bright, big eyes.

Aren't you angry?

"hand."

The immortal sighed and shook his outstretched hand.

Tianhuo then obediently turned to the side and placed his right hand on the Undead's palm.

The moment they touched Tianhuo's palm, flickering flames of magical magic leaped from both of their hands.

Unlike the undead's cursed flames, the Heavenly Fire's cursed flames trembled and were very unstable.

But the undead's magical fire watched over it. Soon, the heavenly fire's magical flames stabilized.

Just as the Undead had predicted, the effects on Tianhuo's body were not solely due to the magic flames.

Rather, it was related to the creatures from the Abyss Nest that she had killed.

Even celestial fire, which already possesses magical flames, can be attracted to unclaimed souls.

Unclaimed souls gather around the flames, and Heavenly Fire's body is naturally affected by this power.

However, Tianhuo did not have the consciousness to collect souls, so those unclaimed souls naturally gathered in Tianhuo's palm and would not leave.

Guided by the Undead, the soul gathered around the cursed fire was quickly digested by the Heavenly Fire's cursed fire.

Visibly, the burn marks on Tianhuo's palms slowly faded.

This Originium Arts genius from Victoria finally felt a long-lost sense of relief.

"Okay, pay attention, take a break."

The Undead released Heavenly Fire's hand.

But before withdrawing, that soft little hand gently scratched the immortal's gauntlet.

Like a reluctant kitten.

"Oh..."

Tianhu blinked, pulled his hand back under the covers, and stared at the Undead.

The Undead Man simply stared at the Heavenly Fire, feeling that the Heavenly Fire had something to say.

"Is something wrong?"

"No."

Tianhuo turned his body to the side and covered himself with the blanket, leaving only his two ears exposed, like an ostrich deliberately exposing itself.

Upon hearing this, the immortal man promptly stood up.

"It's nothing, I'll be going now."

Just as he was about to leave the room, the Undead seemed to remember something and paused at the door.

Hearing the undead stop making noise, the two little ears on the bed perked up again.

"Let's have dinner together later. Here, the person who introduced us."

"Oh."

A muffled response came from under the covers.

Hearing the response from the heavenly fire, the immortal was relieved and went out.

It should be over by now for Vina's side.

472. The Shattered Victoria

On the other side, Vina and Kal'tsit walked out of the conference room together.

They had been in the conference room for more than half an hour, and only the elite agents who participated in the meeting knew the specific content of their conversation.

"I will have Indra handle the follow-up negotiations. I think she also held a position with you at the time?"

Vina thought of Hannah. When they first came into contact with Rhodes Island, Hannah seemed to have been entered into Rhodes Island's operator system as a cooperative operator.

"Operator Indra, is that right? I see. She'll be staying at Rhodes Island indefinitely?"

Kal'tsit should confirm Vina's thoughts.

Vina thought for a moment and then slowly nodded.

“Morgan is still maneuvering within the city, and I can’t just stay in Rhodes Island. I’m going to Londinium myself. We can’t let the aliens take over our city so easily.”

"As for the resistance forces within the city, someone will come to communicate with you in a few days. Lady Kal'tsit..."

Vina gave Kal'tsit a long look.

"Your idea has come true."

Kal'tsit shook her head. The Kal'tsit that Vina imagined was different from the Kal'tsit who actually imagined herself.

“I never intended to control Victoria in this way. I have a deep-seated feud with the Kazdel regent who occupied Lontinim. Strictly speaking, I was simply trying to unite all the forces that could be united.”

"After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

After saying that, Kal'tsit extended her hand.

“An impressive meeting, Miss Vina.”

Vina also reached out and shook hands with Kal'tsit, but the two parted after a brief touch.

"What, do you think I'm more childish?"

"Excuse me for being offensive, yes."

Kal'tsit did not hide her thoughts.

“At first, I didn’t think that a gang leader who only had influence in the lower part of Victoria could take over Londinium. But your speech and thinking surprised me, Miss Vina. Rhodes Island is glad to have an ally like you.”

"Thank you for the compliment. Does that mean I can assume that Rhodes Island will side with the Aslan Party in the three-party conflict?"

In an instant, many agents in the corridor who heard these words subconsciously put down their work and looked at the two people standing at the door of the conference room.