Ark Undead

They even pushed back the torrent forcefully, bracing themselves against the monsters that crawled out of the abyss's nest.

A huge open space was cleared in front of the defensive line formed by the Third Army Group.

At the same time, the sun's companion raised the amulet he had made himself, radiating a warm golden light as it faced the sun's rays.

Miracle (Oath of Gold and Stone)

Originally set in the era of dragon hunting, the story of the eldest son of the sun, his personal knights, and the dragon-hunting swordsmen intertwined to create the most magnificent dragon-hunting tale.

But after experiencing the dark ages, this prayer and the sentiment it contained have long surpassed what it originally carried.

The gentle sound of bells rang in everyone's ears, and the sun's blessing surrounded them.

All the soldiers, including the frontline members of the Third Army, felt a renewed sense of strength.

Countless swords were raised and joined the battle.

The sergeant, still stunned in place, hadn't had time to recover when he saw behind him that other soldiers, unable to contain their excitement, had raised their weapons and rushed out of the defensive line, joining the warriors in the torrent of abyssal worms.

"Damn it! Don't you dare move! Follow orders!"

The sergeant quickly maintained discipline and preserved the integrity of the army.

But the soldier who charged out was not torn to pieces by the torrent of abyssal monsters. Instead, with the intentional or unintentional protection and cooperation of those warriors radiating golden light, he crushed several insects with his cannon fire and hammers.

The sergeant watched with envy, gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and pressed the communicator channel.

"Screw it, everyone go help!"

boom!

The soldiers' ranks erupted in a thunderous roar, and a new battle cry joined the battlefield.

These humans took up arms with their own flesh and blood and joined the ranks of the ancient heroes.

Warriors are born to fight, so what's the difference?

Soldiers also yearn for a war that will etch their names into glory.

Now that this opportunity is right in front of them, how can they suppress their inner impulse?

Moreover, the image of that girl rushing out from the battle line is still vivid in their minds. How could these passionate young men be willing to be outdone like this?

"The defensive line! You bastards, advance the defensive line simultaneously!"

The sergeant's voice was drowned out by the mountain-shaking shouts and gradually disappeared.

This battle has now truly reached its climax.

The warriors raised their weapons and fought for the ending they envisioned.

The defensive line maintained by the Third Army continued to advance, with a small number of soldiers who were able to suppress their fighting desires.

And many more warriors have forged a new direction with their weapons and bodies, steadily advancing forward.

Melantha, who was originally charging at the forefront, was also brought back to her senses by this earth-shaking battle cry.

She subconsciously glanced back.

But my vision was filled with golden lightning.

The lightning spear grazed her hair, flew out from the side of her head, and pierced the head of the monster behind her, exploding with a bang.

Melantha then came to her senses and finally saw the figures of warriors weaving through the insects in the torrent behind her.

"Little guy, don't just stand there daydreaming on the battlefield."

A somewhat lazy voice rang in Melantha's ear. A warrior wearing high-ranking knight armor crushed the abyssal worms in front of him, came to Melantha's side, and reminded her.

She turned her head with some shame, raised her weapon, and continued to fulfill her duty as the spearhead.

But just moments later, a dark red figure exuding an ominous aura like that of an abyss swept past her, the residual force of the cloak slicing through the bodies of several demons, blood flowing freely.

In her past dreams, whenever Melantha returned to this place, she was always alone.

She kept replaying the thought in her mind. If only she had been earlier, faster, and kept up with the teacher.

Will everything be different? Will the teacher still sit by the campfire, just like before, and gently pat her head?

So she never truly rested.

Every time she closes her eyes, she stands on this battlefield, facing the torrent of abyssal worms all alone.

But this time it wasn't a dream, it was reality.

And she was no longer alone.

"Although I don't know exactly what kind of injustice you suffered."

A warm and gentle voice also rang in Melantha's ears.

The broad figure shielded her from the beast-like Kazdel soldiers who were about to attack, and the simple straight sword in his hand, crackling with lightning, severed the head of the beast-like demon.

"But my child, remember that you are never alone."

All the warriors awakened by Melantha from the First Flame were given basic knowledge by the First Flame.

They knew that the girl was the successor to the previous Guardian of the First Flame.

She took the flame from his hands and resolutely took on the responsibility of being a guardian.

But only those with souls strong enough like Solal, who can survive in the world of the Primordial Flame, can be awakened within the Primordial Flame and understand the path Melantha has walked.

It was a pact made with just five gold coins, but a few years later it became the sharpest blade to cut through a dark future.

Melantha's gentleness, resilience, and virtue earned her the First Flame's recognition of her status and also garnered her the pity of all her former Undead companions, including Solar.

Now, having taken her teacher's place, she stands in this war as she wished, with countless arms pushing her forward from behind.

Melanie's eyes welled up with tears.

Strong people never falter in the face of blame and condemnation; they may only shed a few uncontrollable tears when faced with words of care.

The firelight shone even brighter, and that warm fire would eventually become the driving force for progress.

The purple-haired girl responded softly.

"Yes, thank you."

And so, amidst roars and the blood spilled by the warriors.

The assault line, originally composed of Melantha, continued to extend forward.

The first batch of abyssal worms had long since perished under the crushing force of warriors and heroic spirits.

The flames burned the corpses, using the abyss as fuel to replenish the power Melantha had expended along the way.

The girl's figure remained intermittently visible within the first echelon of the formation.

Amiya tried her best to keep up with Melantha; she was an indispensable part of Melantha's plan.

After being stimulated by the initial sight, Amiya has now been awakened to her warrior spirit.

A boiling fighting spirit burned throughout Amiya's body, and the power she inherited from the Demon King spread out invisibly.

This ability, derived from domination and war, once again enhanced the soldiers' physical fitness.

Amiya knew she couldn't overexert herself, so she simply used Originium magic to help the first wave of warriors advance.

Skadi, who had been instructed by Melantha long ago, was also faithfully carrying out her mission as Amiya's bodyguard at this time.

She occasionally glanced at Melantha's retreating figure.

As the fleeting glimpse of their future gradually unfolds into reality.

Then, they were met with the impact of the second wave of abyssal power.

What started as insects gradually transformed into the Kazdel soldiers meticulously crafted by the false king.

These Kazdel soldiers, enslaved by lies and deception, became the False King's blade. After receiving power from the abyss, they ultimately became part of the abyss in the false eternity.

Now, their own will has vanished, leaving only their bodies, which bear the power of the abyss, as vessels.

But how can weak flesh and blood fully bear the blessings of the abyss?

Their flesh and blood bodies lost their original form the moment the will of the abyss descended.

The moment the army, composed of demonic Kazdel soldiers, collided with the warriors' counter-current, it finally slowed down the recoil.

Unlike those unconscious insects.

These demons, transformed from Kazdel soldiers, possess even more powerful bodies and pose a threat of being partially corrupted by the abyss.

The soldiers of the Third Army Group ultimately brought their march to a halt here.

Some of them have already shown signs of being affected by the abyss.

If they continue to advance alongside those warriors, they will likely cease to be an asset and instead become traitors who need to be dealt with.

As the soldiers of the Third Army Group halted their advance, the number of warriors in the ranks dwindled dramatically.

They had already reached the depths of the upper city, and the royal palace was nearby; they could not stop.

No army group has arrived yet. Ignoring the monsters surging from the front of the street for the time being, the abyssal creatures on both sides of the street, which are constantly trying to cut off the team, have also begun to attack.

Ultimately, some people chose to stay here.

"Leave this to us, you move on."

The heroic spirits who had appeared in Minos's arena gripped their giant hammers, and together with those who had also chosen to stay, blocked the demons at the crossroads.

His descendant, Zeminos, proved his strength in the arena, and he finally let go of his worries, returning to the embrace of the First Flame with his companions.

Now, as a warrior, he has received the summons and become a guardian of the First Flame.

"We must protect that child and get her to where she needs to go!"

Another Minoan spirit laughed heartily and ripped a demon's body in half with his great axe.

"must."

The ragged expert calmly gave them his promise and then followed Solal's figure ahead.

The further they went, the more intersections they encountered.

In order to keep the team moving forward, some of the heroic spirits that emerged from the runes chose to stay in place.

If they can stop one demon here, there will be one less demon attacking the team from behind.