Ark of the Immortal

Night time has always been reserved for the undead to sort out their thoughts.

He would happily take out his past memories and look through them slowly, and then compare them with the current world one by one.

This is also the only time when wandering souls who have left the world can find a sense of existence.

However, today's night was not so peaceful.

Just as Ceob was sleeping soundly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

The alert Keob first pricked up his ears, and then was awakened by the continuous and large number of footsteps.

The golden head was raised from the ground, looking very much like a golden retriever.

Of course the undead man also heard it. He first stretched out his hand to comfort Kiobe, and then came to the window next to the door and looked out.

A burst of light shone in from the window.

There were at least a dozen people outside, holding torches in their hands, led by a man with disheveled hair, whose appearance he could not clearly see.

The undead man reached out and grasped the giant sword next to him. He was also quite confused.

I just arrived in Victoria, could it be that my former enemies came to visit me?

Just as he was thinking this, someone outside spoke.

Friends who live in the house, could you please come out for a moment?

This was a wild female voice. Although this person did not exist in the Immortal's impression, he always felt that it was very familiar to him.

Kyobe also touched the weapon next to her. She was still lying on the ground, waiting for the undead man's instructions.

The undead man turned back, shook his head at her, then picked up the giant sword and put it behind his back, opened the door and walked out.

After opening the door, the picture is clearer.

More than a dozen people held torches, all casting their gazes on him.

The undead man walked out of the door, his armor making a clanking sound of steel. He came to the flat ground and stood facing the man in front of him.

What's wrong with you?

Hearing this voice, the person standing at the front trembled. She stared at the undead man in front of her with wide eyes, and asked in disbelief.

Mr. Wandering Soul?!

? The Immortal had never heard of this title before, and he couldn't help but look at the woman in front of him.

With a head of white messy medium-long hair, it looks like a big white cat.

Who are you?

Don't you remember me?! I'm Hannah!

When the woman heard the undead man's words, she responded subconsciously, then took a step back and looked at the undead man in front of her suspiciously.

Aren't you Mr. Wandering Soul?

If, you say, Victoria's wandering ghost.

The undead man paused for a moment. He first thought about whether it would be inaccurate to say this, but he still spoke.

I don't remember. But someone told me that I am a wandering soul.

When the immortal saw the white-haired girl in front of him who called herself Hannah, he always felt a little familiar, especially this white hair.

Although Skadi also had white hair, it didn't give him this strange sense of familiarity.

So, the immortal asked.

you know me?

Maybe...

Hannah was not sure. Although Mr. Wandering Soul had the habit of never taking off his armor, the armor in front of him was no longer the same as before, and the weapon he used had been changed from a long knife to a giant sword.

It's just that the voice is familiar, but it's still too young, and it's quite different from the previous Mr. Wandering Soul.

The most important thing is.

Although he still spoke intermittently, it was so clear!

It's completely different from the time when Mr. Wandering Soul said something and Hannah thought about it for a long time!

Anyway.

Hannah pinched the finger cot in her hand and looked at the undead man in front of her with fighting spirit.

Let's fight first! Before I can confirm your identity, let me see if your skills are the same as his!

Without even saying anything, Hannah rushed up and punched the undead man's helmet.

In fact, Hannah had almost confirmed that the man in front of her was an immortal, but she still needed to confirm.

What's more, it's been a long time since I asked Mr. Wandering Soul for martial arts advice.

For Hannah, the best way to get to know her is to have a fight with her.

When Mr. Wandering Soul first arrived in Victoria, didn't he get to know the people from the Glasgow Gang in this way?

The undead man subconsciously glanced at the people behind Hannah. None of the guys holding torches made a move.

Many of them have even started chatting with their friends around them.

Hey, do you want to bet or not? Let's see how many moves eldest sister is defeated by?

I bet on three moves.

Two members gathered together, looking at them with smiles, ready to wait for Hannah to fall to the ground.

Three moves? Missing? That's the eldest sister!

There was a new member next to him who looked at the two guys suspiciously. In his eyes, Hannah was already very strong.

Even if this wandering spirit is as terrifying as the legend, then the eldest sister can still fight for a while, right?

not enough?

One of the two old members smiled, and he reached out and patted the new member next to him on the shoulder.

I think it's too much, right? That's Mr. Wandering Soul!

Before she could hear too much, Hannah's fist was already in front of her.

The fist was so fierce that even the clenched finger cots on the fists could be seen clearly.

The undead always felt a little strange, so the first blow was not too harsh.

He leaned back, stretched out his hand to separate Hannah's fist in front of him, then grabbed Hannah's wrist with his backhand, and prepared to hit Hannah's armpit with his left hand.

But the big white cat was very alert. The moment the undead man blocked his fist, it had already moved towards the undead man's arms.

First, he kicked the undead man's right knee diagonally, and then he flew into the air, holding the undead man's arm with his left hand, drawing a semicircle in the air, and stood up behind the undead man.

With inexplicable excitement in her eyes, she twisted her right hand to grab the undead man's hand, and grabbed the undead man's right forearm with her left hand.

The legs are lowered, the upper body is also bent, and the waist, entire spine and arms are exerted force at the same time. With this movement of the back, the undead man can be thrown out!

boom!

But it was not the immortal who flew out, but Hannah.

Standing on the spot, the undead man just raised his arm with force, and then, as if swinging a sword, he grabbed Hannah's wrist, lifted her from her back, and smashed her to the ground in front of him.

Hannah only felt that she had spun around in a circle. She was originally facing the undead man's room, and then she saw the sky.

Then her whole back was thrown to the ground, and she grinned in pain.

The Immortal's right hand was still on the ground to suppress Hannah, and he just raised his left hand to give Hannah a blow on the ground.

Stop, stop, stop!

Hannah quickly shouted to stop. When she saw the undead man raising his left hand, he was very frightened.

When he fought against the undead once, he lay in bed for three to five days. This situation could not happen again.

The undead man's left fist came to a sudden stop in front of Hannah.

The people behind Hannah did not come up, but cheered and whistled.

Wuhu! My eldest sister was beaten, I felt so happy!

Ha, as expected of Mr. Wandering Soul, he is the only one who can use this counter-throwing technique!

Damn it, I've been beaten many times by my eldest sister. What's the solution?

Don't even think about it, unless you have the explosive power of Mr. Wandering Soul and can pick up my eldest sister like a kitten.

These kind words came to the ears of the undead, and the undead slowly let go of Hannah's right hand. He raised his head and glanced at the people standing around, both men and women.

But they all looked at the undead man with more or less admiration.

This feeling is very strange, as if we have known each other for a long time. But the undead man himself had no impression.

Ahem... As expected of you, you are so harsh.

Hannah coughed twice, rolled on the ground twice, and reached out to touch the spine behind her.

Hannah also had a spontaneous anti-knockdown reaction in her body just now, so the injury she sustained shouldn't be serious.

The immortal could feel it, and Hannah didn't use much force in her first punch. On the contrary, the power of the final over-the-shoulder throw is not bad in the eyes of the undead.

And she seemed to be very familiar with the undead's counterattack. Her reaction after being caught for the first time was as skillful as if she had practiced sparring with the undead many times.

The undead man extended his right hand to Hannah on the ground.

Thanks!

Hannah smiled and held the undead man's right hand, and was pulled up from the ground by him.

The immortal man looked at Hannah in front of him. No matter how seriously he looked at Hannah, there was always only that familiar feeling.

There are no memories associated with it.

You, really, know me?

The undead man asked Hannah in confusion. He was still a little unsure.

Of course! That's what you said.

Hannah looked at the undead man in front of her with a smile.

When you left Victoria, didn't you say you had some serious illness? Victoria couldn't cure it on your chest.

Hannah pointed to the undead man's chest, and she continued.

And your thinking and reactions were already very slow at that time. I was afraid that one day you would develop Alzheimer's disease. I didn't expect that your reactions and speech logic would be so clear now. Has the disease been cured?

Saying this, Hannah stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the undead man.

Are there any sequelae from the treatment? Can't you remember what happened before?

In fact, when Hannah said this, the undead man had already reacted.

What Hannah was talking about should be the dark ring on his chest.

That was something he regained under the guidance of Rondoer after becoming ashes. This thing brought him considerable combat power. But it also leaves behind the sequelae of gradually turning into a wandering spirit and forgetting previous memories.

The undead man has not told anyone about this matter. If Hannah can understand this matter, she must know him.

Well, it's almost cured.

The immortal is still a little unaccustomed to this feeling.

It feels like the other person obviously knows you, but you don't know the other person.

It's so sad, where have all those precious memories gone.

But I can't remember the past.

It's okay if I don't remember. It'll be fine as long as it's cured.

Hannah had a smile on her face and she happily extended her right hand.

I'm glad you can come back and get acquainted with me again. I'm Hannah from the Glasgow Gang. It's nice to meet you again. Welcome back, Mr. Wanderer!

The undead man looked at Hannah's right hand. He was silent for two seconds and then reached out to hold it.

Immortal, nice to meet you, Hannah.