Ark Undead

The team's forward speed will not be slowed down again.

Melantha's numbers dwindled, but the straight blade in her hand steadied itself more steadily.

Each strike cuts away her weakness and hesitation, becoming the strength that propels her forward.

When only about ten people remained gathered around Melantha, they finally faced the third wave of monsters emerging from the Abyss Nest.

A deep abyssal polymer wielding a massive curved sword, its body encased in a twisted, tree-like form.

Knight Harland.

These monsters, remnants of an ancient kingdom, slumber in the abyss, where the abyss constantly nourishes their bodies, making them invincible warriors of the abyss.

Faced with such an enemy, Melantha glanced at the distant palace and rushed forward without hesitation, intending to use her sword to cut through the path ahead.

The straight blade sliced ​​through their tree-like bodies as easily as cutting butter.

But Melantha cannot afford to get hurt here; she must use her agile and flexible body to dodge the ferocious attacks from the Greatsword.

The number of Harland Knights was not small; at a glance, there were a dozen or twenty among the countless demons transformed from Kazdel soldiers.

With such a large number of enemies, coupled with the attacks from Kazdel soldiers, Melantha would find it very difficult to handle.

Even with the help of Solal and the others, it would still take a considerable amount of time to escape from these Harland Knights.

"Hey friend up ahead!"

Just as Melantha was forced to make a choice about whether to have Solal and the others help her hold off these Harland knights, a group of horsemen came rushing up from behind, kicking up a sandstorm.

Melantha glanced back amidst the chaos of battle, and the fish-scale armor shimmering with dazzling black light and the ancient beast mask radiating white cloud patterns made her realize who had come behind her.

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard?!"

"I have come to protect you on the orders of the Doctor of Rhodes Island."

A righteous voice and the melodious, lingering sound of swords pierced the battlefield.

The intricately patterned broadsword easily sliced ​​through the tree-like armor of the knight Harland.

A team of three could kill a Harland Knight in just a few seconds.

Meanwhile, the leading Great Yan soldier had already torn open the demonic wave with his greatsword and arrived at Melantha's side.

They are a mysterious force belonging to the Great Yan Dynasty, and also pilgrims summoned here.

The team leader only needed to glance at the flames burning on Melantha's blade to confirm her identity.

This familiar temperature and power were exactly the same as the real fire they had seen when they joined the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

"The Imperial Guards of the Great Yan Dynasty are willing to go through fire and water for the descendants of the divine generals!"

Before he could even bow, the armored foot struck the blade, awakening the power bestowed by the ancient beast.

Now, with the First Flame by their side, the power it bestows upon the Imperial Guards is enough for them to face an even deeper abyss.

Being experts in dealing with demons, the Imperial Guards broke through the demons' obstruction and precisely searched for each Harland Knight amidst the vast army.

Using their superb battlefield skills, they turned them into a pile of twigs and debris.

"This humble general departs!"

The leader of the Imperial Guards used his broadsword to knock aside the demons beside Melantha and rejoined his original squad.

With the help of the Imperial Guards, Melanie's path was once again cleared.

Before Melantha could respond, the Imperial Guards had already vanished into the surging tide of demons in the abyss.

"..."

Melantha took a deep breath. The knuckles of her hand gripping the straight knife turned white.

The blade blurred into afterimages, sparks flew, and Melantha's body, with the help of Solar and the others, charged forward once again.

Too many people have joined this battle, and many will die. Melantha knows the outcome.

But whenever someone entrusted something to her with a smile, she knew deeply that she was standing on the road to the end.

Decades of accumulated combat experience truly ignited at this moment.

On that road to doom, the combat skills Melantha mastered ultimately propelled her to her current state.

But she knew that there was an insurmountable chasm in front of her.

In my dream visions, whenever I arrive at this place, I can never find the best solution.

This is the last line of defense before encountering Theresis.

During the time that Melanie experienced, the Imperial Guards all perished here.

That was a remnant of the Age of Fire.

They are monsters who listened to the first abyss and have walked all the way to the present.

The swords in their hands had long been tainted by the abyss, and the ominous red light emanating from their left hands was a direct command from the King of the Abyss.

The legion of warriors from the Age of Fire who have plunged into the abyss.

The army of soul-sucking ghosts.

Although Melantha could easily kill a Soul Eater.

However, under the onslaught of a massive army of Soul Eaters, Melantha would eventually succumb to exhaustion and die from endless depletion.

Just as the abyssal gods craved the First Flame in the ancient war, Melantha's body would be torn apart and greedily devoured by the Soul Eaters.

Solar was momentarily silent when faced with the legion-like army of Soul Eaters.

Even if Solar and the others can shield Melantha from these soul-devouring demons, there's no guarantee that Melantha will reach the palace safely.

Not to mention facing Theresis directly without anyone bothering him.

They are short-handed; that's a given fact.

Unless, at this moment, another army descends from the heavens, disregarding casualties to pave the way for Melantha.

But the warriors were already scattered along the roads, so how could they possibly...?

boom!

Melantha was still pondering how to deal with the army of Soul Eaters. Unexpectedly, a spear ripped through the air and landed amidst the surging wave of demons.

Then, white mist mixed with the cold air swept over everything in front of them, covering all the demons with a layer of frost.

A withered voice, like that of an old tree, echoed through the street.

Accompanied by a red light flashing in the deer's eye sockets.

"Sorry I'm late."

The intermittent sounds almost made Melanie think her teacher had arrived, but if she listened carefully, she would definitely be able to hear the difference.

"Wow, this isn't like you at all."

Solal chuckled softly, relaxed, and turned around to face another team that was crashing into him from behind.

Patriot, shield in hand, slowly walked behind Melantha, surrounded by the Yeti squad and the Shield Guards.

"This is?"

Patriot glanced at Melantha, then turned to Solar to confirm.

Solal nodded.

"is her."

"Um..."

Patriot looked away and glanced at Melanie a few more times.

He nodded slightly.

"Yes, warrior's appearance."

So Patriot took a few more steps and walked past Melantha.

"Your teacher should be proud of you."

Melantha vaguely remembered that this person should be one of the generals of the Reunion Movement.

But she had only seen his image in the records; she had never seen him in person.

But when he actually stood in front of her, Melantha wondered if she was hallucinating.

Did he also become the teacher's friend?!

"Hey, Melantha, it's nice to see you again—"

A slightly flippant voice brushed past Melantha's ear.

Bloodthorn calmly walked past Melantha's left and stood in front of her.

"Maria also wanted to come, but her uncle stopped her. However, she asked me to pass on a message to you."

On the other side, a white-clad figure gently patted Melantha's shoulder.

She said she must return safely with her teacher.

Having said that, Frostnova, holding her bayonet-shaped staff, followed Patriot's figure alongside Bloodthorn.

Following them were members of the Yeti Squad, a warrior wielding a red sword, the silent red-haired Sarkaz with her demonic sword Levantine, and the Shield Guards who originally belonged to the Patriots' Shield.

In silence, one by one, they passed Melanza's spot.

At another time.

Unable to accept the Doctor's unilateral rule, the Reunion Movement left Rhodes Island within a few years of the start of the Silent Era, seeking their own way to save themselves.

Therefore, Melantha, who returned from the future, never imagined that one day they would appear before her and help her.

Now, Melanie is like a child, protected by these people.

Her body trembled slightly, lifted up by so much kindness and warmth.

The path her teacher had walked, and every weapon he wielded, had provided her with real assistance, becoming the tools that propelled her forward.

It's as if the teacher never left that world; he's right beside me, watching me gently.

The strong-willed Felin girl couldn't help but wipe the corner of her eye with the back of her hand, and the animal ears on the top of her head trembled uncontrollably.