Ark of the Immortal

The heat wave rolled in, and the steel arrowhead was melted into molten iron, compressed into the armor on his body, and became part of the armor. The excess wood and impurities burned up in mid-air before falling to the ground.

He is no longer the same person as before. After accepting the gift from his friends, the undead are no longer afraid of fighting in groups.

The gradually awakening first fire is a symbol of authority. No more rabble can rely on their bravery to deceive themselves into the presence of the ancient king.

The roiling sparks and churning heat waves can burn the esophagus in just one breath. Even breathing will be difficult, so how can we fight against him?

The densely packed arrows and crossbows formed waves, shooting towards the undead man one after another.

He raised his left hand, and the flames gathered. In just a moment, a flame as big as his head gathered.

The crimson blazing fire is lingering. Different from the scorching flame, this crimson red flame is like someone whispering, and as soon as you look at it, you will hear the devil's whisper.

The remains of the hotbed where demons were born. The flame originally represented life, bringing irregular life into the world.

But the demons reside in the smoke of the fire and gradually move towards destruction.

This is the fate of flames and people.

Spell (Hotbed Residue)

The ball of flame, as perfect as the sun, was thrown out of the undead's left hand and expanded while it was in the air.

"Warlock! Warlock!"

The commander shouted, but he could not take his eyes away from this brilliant flame.

This is an instinctive gaze, an uncontrollable attraction.

Therefore, he watched the flame fall from the sky, and then watched the flame explode in front of him, bursting into dazzling fire, and then was buried in the blazing wave of fire.

The warlocks behind him were also attracted by such beautiful flames, and the spells in their hands stopped unconsciously until everything was swallowed up by the heat wave.

After a successful attack, the undead man took two more steps forward with his giant sword and rushed into the crossbowmen's formation.

Crossbowmen are the elite of the army, equipped with both crossbows and short-range weapons. But even the shield soldiers cannot resist the attack. How can these fragile human bodies be turned into city walls?

The crossbow arrows were melted into residue, and the swords were broken.

The massacre lasted for several minutes. The traveler who emerged from the ice mist summoned the flame soul of hell and buried everything here.

Until the last warlock's waist was cut off by the giant sword. Flying in the air, he looked at the wound on his lower body that was sealed in an instant. At that moment, he even forgot to shout and just stared at the flames on the huge sword.

So beautiful...

Then, fell into endless darkness.

The rising flames on the undead body gradually extinguished, and the flames on the sword began to disappear from the hilt.

He turned around and looked toward the woods. He asked about the familiar smell.

"Scout?"

"It's a shame you can recognize me from so far away...have you seen me?"

Scout unexpectedly emerged from the bushes, and his hiding skills that he was originally proud of were immediately revealed in front of the undead.

"No, I just felt that there is someone here. It's a special ability."

The undead man shook his head, he indeed didn't see Scout.

But the breath and soul of the strong man cannot be hidden no matter what. It is like a light in the dark night, always bright.

Scout didn't know whether what the undead said was true or not, he still had the image of the undead charging into the battle alone just now in his mind.

I have always known that the Immortal is very powerful, but I have never fought against him or seen his unique Origin Stone skills.

Now that he is lucky enough to meet him, Scout can only be grateful that such a strong person is on his side.

"Are you the reinforcement sent by Dr. Kelsey?"

Scout sorted out his thoughts and realized that it was inconvenient to speak here, so he invited the undead to accompany him.

"Come on, let's go to our temporary camp first. We have to change positions. Others will catch up here soon."

The undead man nodded, hung the giant sword behind his back, and followed Scout quickly away from the place.

Snowflakes and ice cubes melted by high temperatures gathered in low-lying areas to form snow water, mixed with scarlet blood and burned human tissue that turned black.

It didn't take long for this low-lying blood lake to condense into pieces of crystal at low temperatures, and after a while, it completely turned into ice.

Then, covered by the falling snowflakes, the earth returned to its silvery appearance.

When this land eats people, it always accepts all comers.

Later, a team of special personnel arrived here, and they looked at the calm snow with some surprise.

"The bodies are buried in the snow. I can't see the specific wounds. Do you want to dig them out?"

The team member asked aloud to the leading woman.

"Hmm...turn it over and take a look. You might get some interesting conclusions."

The leading woman showed a slightly strange smile, and then kicked the ground casually twice.

The team members behind her immediately set off after receiving the order and began to move the bodies out of the snow one by one to see the situation.

Their mission is to catch the group of little mice from outside. Whether they let the Ursus military do it or they do it themselves, these guys will no longer be able to influence the organization's subsequent actions.

Therefore, it is necessary to determine how many people have died, whether they are all destroyed, and whether they still have the power to interfere with the operation.

The leading girl knows Scout. She knows Scout's abilities. He is a master of invisibility that she also recognizes.

It is even more important to determine his life and death.

But when her feet passed through the snowflakes on the surface and hit the ground, a different kind of touch made her look down in surprise.

Even the permafrost frozen by low temperatures should not feel this flat under the snowflakes.

She used her thick military boots to brush away the snowflakes on the ground, and finally saw the crimson ice cubes.

Deep red?

The girl swept away all the snowflakes around her with great interest, but the more she swept away, the sight she saw made her movements become slower and slower. Until he stopped completely, staring at the ice under his feet and saying nothing.

The team members behind them turned over all the corpses still on the surface and carefully inspected the wounds on the corpses.

"Boss, these guys all have severed limbs. The wounds have been burned beyond recognition. It should be that the wounds were quickly scalded by the high temperature after cutting off the body."

As the girl's deputy, one of the Sakaz mercenaries came to the leader carrying his own broadsword, and he spoke.

"All the bodies found by the brothers belong to Sergeant Ursus, and not a single body with other markings was seen."

He paused and said again.

"Besides, the number of corpses here is a bit off. It's as if someone left with part of their head, hands and feet... It can't be any special hobby."

But the girl in front of him never made any move, but stared at something swept out by her feet.

"Boss?"

The mercenary couldn't help but ask again, and then his boss turned to look at him.

"Stop looking, come and take a look."

She gathered all the mercenaries together and came to the ice she had just swept out.

Just the moment they saw the ice, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Broken limbs, human heads, and various human tissues that were burned beyond recognition were solidified under the ice.

A corpse with only the upper body left. Half of his face was burned to the point where he could no longer see clearly. Even his eyes were dim, but his two eyes were still wide open, staring at the sky.

Around his head, hands, feet, and swords broken into several pieces were scattered around his head.

"This is?!"

The mercenary couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. This kind of appearance and scene was really not easy to see.

"Have you noticed that this area is all flat land?"

The girl spoke the most terrifying truth in the calmest tone.

"But there is no such flat place around Ursus. This kind of flat open space can already be used as a mark on the map."

Everyone was surrounded by an open space of about twenty meters, and even the accumulation of snowflakes on the ground was not much different.

"Go and sweep this whole area away."

The girl spoke her order in an understatement, causing her mercenaries to look at each other.

"Boss, you mean..."

The girl tilted her head and smiled with difficulty.

"Have a look, won't you know after just a look?"

Soon after, the entire ice surface was swept away by the mercenaries with their swords and swords.

A whole piece of dark red ice was exposed to everyone's eyes.

It is as if a small lake has condensed into ice, and everything under the ice is silently conveying a huge amount of incomprehensible information to all the viewers who are lucky enough to see it.

There were body fragments and broken shields that could not be sorted out, as well as the remains of broken staffs and weapons.

No one can tell from these traces what happened here.

But even so, they couldn't find even a single sign that had nothing to do with Sergeant Ursus.

"Hey, are you lying?!"

The mercenaries could not accept the fact that this was Ursus' sergeant, a cog in the most famous war machine on the continent of Terra. An entire squadron was buried on the ground covered in ice and snow.

Even if they failed to leave even one enemy behind?

"Now...it's interesting."

The girl murmured, she absolutely did not believe that Scout could do such a thing.

If he could really do this, Scout wouldn't have to run away for so long.

Therefore, the only possibility is already available.

All these facts told them that those little mice they thought might have a great helper.

The girl took one last look at the scarlet ice, and her heart was filled with huge waves that could not be stopped.

Although she was used to seeing life, death and massacre, she had never seen this kind of scene before.

"Cure the team and go back and tell that woman that we are in big trouble."

she said.

"A monster is coming to stir up trouble."

...

On the other side, the undead man known as the monster had just accompanied Scout and his team members across a large forest and found a high place to camp in a mountain forest far away from Chernobog.

He personally helped carry the stretcher with thumbtacks, and then gently placed him on the high ground in a place where snowflakes could not fall.

The team members quickly set up the tent and the necessary facilities, and the undead man followed Scout and sat down in the tent.

Everyone knew that Dr. Kelsey's reinforcements had arrived. But when I saw that there was only one undead person, I was still a little disappointed.

However, on the way to change camps, the loud-mouthed Mlam had already told the team members everything he saw in the woods.

Including those burning sword blades and soaring flames. Even if he was dozens of meters away, he would still be hit by the heat wave.

Some people didn't believe it at first, until Mimi, who had been silent next to her, added something.

"He is a war knight, don't you know that?"

Mimi is a petite girl from the Philin tribe. She is a bit introverted. After joining the Scout team, she became one of the investigators with her own strength.

But she always had a great dream. Everyone knew that Mimi wanted to become a heavy-duty operator.

Therefore, she would never miss something like the Knight Competition.

When she met this strange operator in Rhodes Island, Mimi had thought about who this was.

It wasn't until Scout chatted with her after training that she realized it was actually the War Knight. From that time on, Mimi often thought about whether there would be a chance to work with the War Knight.

But he didn't expect that the reinforcements coming today would be the Battle Knight himself.

"Some team members were wondering if you were coming, but I denied it at first. But then you appeared at the speed of light and hit me in the face."

Scout's tone gradually became more relaxed. After passing this threshold, with the undead walking with them, things became much easier.