Ark Undead

Solal reached out to touch his old friend, but passed right through the undead's body.

He has long been a part of the sunlight.

But he still smiled and comforted her, using his last strength to say it.

"Don't be sad, I haven't completely disappeared, I'm just temporarily asleep."

He then pointed to the sun in the sky.

"Just look at the sun and you'll remember me."

His lower body had already vanished into light, and the last remaining glimmer of power surged into the immortal's body.

Solal looked up at the sun.

At this moment, his mind was completely absorbed in the dazzling sunlight.

So, the new generation can also have such a dazzling and warm sun?

That's great.

The Sun Warrior raised his hands high, channeling all his strength into his body, as if to embrace the blazing sun.

The great hero's shouts resonated through time.

Praise the sun!

The last rays of light dissipated, transforming into streams of light that flowed into the chest of the immortal.

The flames gradually dissipated from the undead's already repaired body.

Black hairs grew out and gently stroked the undead's slightly aged face.

The skin, which used to be as withered as an ancient tree, has finally come back to life.

Although there are still some signs of withering, one can already glimpse its original appearance.

That was Solar's final gift, meant to remind the undead of their past and prevent them from losing their humanity and becoming zombies.

He raised his right hand and placed it on his chest.

He could feel the flame burning quietly in his chest, the source of his strength.

Today, the flame of world inheritance has been rekindled, bringing the first warning to Kazimierz and fulfilling the original prophecy.

Although it is still very small, one day, a single spark can start a prairie fire.

The immortals raised their heads and gazed at the dazzling sun.

He sighed softly.

"Thank you."

58. Six thousand people are favored by the sun.

"Good morning, dear citizens of Kazimierz. The 23rd Kazimierz Knight Grand Tournament, held at the Flameblade Arena, officially concluded a week ago."

The news was playing on TV, and Martin's Bar returned to its original tranquility.

No one knew that the Cavaliers Major champion had once stopped here, and Martin was unwilling to use that as a selling point.

For him, the most regrettable thing was that the undead were unable to share a drink with them.

Everyone who went to watch the game that day knew what happened after the game ended.

On that day, which Kazimierz officially called "Day of Calamity," countless lightning bolts pierced through the headquarters building of the Business Alliance.

Everyone who remained witnessed the knight unleashing his fury and slaughtering with abandon.

For the Qasimir people there, this was an event they would never forget.

They witnessed the incredible feats that human beings could accomplish and just how valiant a knight could be.

This incident has undoubtedly caused immense pain to the business alliance.

First, there was the tragic death of two board members of the business alliance, who were also the masterminds behind the incident.

Secondly, nearly half of the military forces affiliated with the Business Alliance were annihilated by the Undead.

Furthermore, after this incident, the Knights Association used its resources to launch a counterattack against the commercial league.

Within a single day, countless small and medium-sized companies left the business alliance's network of influence, and many independent knights emerged like mushrooms after rain.

In the short term, the business alliance will undoubtedly not be able to return to its former massive size.

Many people say this is a good thing, while others worry that such a blow to the business alliance might affect Kasimir's economic development.

But let those great knights think about these things; the people only know that the knightly competition now has many new faces, which makes them as happy as if it were New Year's Day.

After a few days' delay, the Knights Association announced the single-word knight title bestowed upon the champion.

According to Bloodthorn, the Undead found him before leaving Kazimierz and asked him to take good care of Maria, and also to have Maria and Zofia accept the trophy on his behalf.

It seems that for him, the allure of a trophy was less than that of a few pieces of firewood.

Martin had just had a stomachache and missed the announcement of his account suspension.

However, everyone agreed that they would meet again at the bar after Maria returned, so there was no need to rush to find out the knight's name.

crunch...

As Martin was thinking about things related to the undead, the door to Martin's Bar was pushed open.

"welcome!"

Martin looked up and saw Maria and Zofia.

"Wow, you're back?"

Martin greeted the two men with a smile.

"Yes, you're back!"

Maria hugged the trophy with a big smile, as happy as if she herself had won the award.

The trophy was made of a special metal, plated with red gold, and came with a badge bearing the emblem of the Kazimierz Knights Association, with a single word engraved on the back.

Maria carefully placed the trophy and the box containing the medal under the bar counter, intending to retrieve them when she left.

What character is it?

Martin couldn't help but ask.

"Hey? Uncle Martin, didn't you see it?!"

Maria asked in surprise.

"You didn't know?! It was such a grand occasion!"

"My stomach hurt just now! Sorry!"

Martin chuckled sheepishly, then asked impatiently.

"What exactly is that character?"

"Well, look at the trophy yourself!"

Maria turned the trophy towards Martin, who then noticed a line of text written on the front of the trophy.

"Champion of the 23rd Kazimierz Knights Grand Tournament: War Knight - Undead".

Martin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

The Knights Association is really going all out this time.

The first consideration in bestowing knighthood titles throughout history has been how to embody the characteristics of a knight.

For example, the previous champion, Radiant Knight Margaret, used her family's Originium Arts during battle, which shone brightly throughout the arena. Therefore, after she became champion, the Knights Association bestowed the title "Radiant" upon Margaret.

The Black Knight, who won three consecutive Major titles, wore entirely black armor, hence the name "Black Knight."

However, the value of a single word should be judged by its meaning and scope.

Just like the Black Knight who remains undefeated to this day, her title "Black" can represent many meanings, such as night, pitch black, and the various noble connotations inherent in black itself, all of which can be applied to her.

The word awarded to the immortals this time is even more outrageous.

The word "war" encompasses a vast range of things: fighting, winning, and war.

Moreover, the primary duty of a knight is to fight, and the fact that this word was given to an undead demonstrates the importance the Knights Guild places on them.

Just as Martin was about to express his opinion, the bar door was pushed open again.

"Actually, the Knights Association struggled for a long time when deciding which title to award to a War Knight. They simply couldn't find any distinguishing features in him. Well, good morning."

The warlike Sarkaz, dressed in his knight's armor, pushed open the wooden door and waved to the three inside as a greeting.

"Bloodblade Knight? What a rare guest."

Zofia nodded to Bloodthorn. The two had exchanged a glance when the undead left, thus officially becoming acquainted.

"I've been following you around for a while now, so please don't be offended by my sudden visit."

Bloodblade Knight Bloodthorn smiled and found a seat at the bar.

"You just said that the Knights' Guild has been thinking about this for a long time. Do you know the inside story?"

Maria curiously approached. Ever since the teacher defeated this vampire-like knight, Maria was no longer afraid of him.

If I get bullied, I can always fight back using the techniques my teacher taught me!

"I know, Little Rinko. The Knights Association was already prepared to award me a title!"

Bloodthorn nodded, and he spoke of the extraordinary matter without any embarrassment.

"It's just that Mr. Undead is too powerful, beyond all our expectations, which is why we had to discuss it for so long. As someone who can fight him for a few minutes, I was also invited to attend that meeting."

It was the day after the finals, and Bloodthorn was still recovering from his injury when he was invited to attend the meeting.

They remained silent for a long time during the meeting, showing no intention of issuing a single word to the Undead.

Until an old man stood up and offered his suggestion.

"Since the knight had no distinguishing features and did not leave his real name, let's just consider him a knight who came out of a story."

"By combining all the characteristics of knights in all the stories, you can probably get the name of that knight."