Ark of the Immortal

The immortal is thinking.

During the battle with the Black Snake, he heard the name Tracys.

According to the undead man's plan before the core city, he would indeed go to Great Yan.

But after killing the black snake, the undead became interested in Traces again.

After all, it wasn't the first time he heard this name.

In his restored memory of Victoria, he had heard the name Tracy many times.

The regent of Kazdaele seems to have a lot of power in Londinium, Victoria.

During the dragon hunting operation in Victoria, the person standing behind it seemed to be Tracys.

The relationship between W and us has not been exposed yet. She should be safe now, but it will take some time to really get in touch and find the information about Tracys.

said the doctor.

As short as half a year, as long as several years. This is something that cannot be effective in a short time. Unless there is something wrong with the regent's head.

Is that so?

The immortal nodded.

Since the doctor said so, he should go and talk to Wei Yanwu first. If there really was something worth knowing about Dayan, it wouldn't be impossible for him to go there himself.

If you want to go to Great Yan, remember to keep in touch with Rhode Island. Although we can't provide you with much help, the connections Rhode Island has made can be of some help.

Thanks.

The undead man nodded to the doctor and thanked him softly.

The doctor laughed twice.

What does this mean? You saved my life and the lives of so many people in Rhode Island. This is just repayment.

Already, consider yourself a person from Rhode Island?

The immortal's words silenced the doctor who was still chuckling.

The doctor himself didn't even realize that he had started to think of himself as a Rhode Islander.

When was it?

Was it when Amiya stood in front of him and blocked him from the frost star's energy impact?

Or when Amiya accompanied him in the library to supplement his knowledge on the mainland?

Or when Kelsey stared at herself, showing a familiar yet unfamiliar look in her eyes, and a smile on her lips?

Or to put it simply, it was when Amiya reached out to herself, with eyes full of hope, and called herself doctor in an excited tone?

The doctor himself couldn't explain what it felt like.

It's like I belong here. But he himself didn't realize it, and there was still a considerable gap between them.

Even though he kept telling himself to be rational, he still unknowingly established trust with the people here.

The operators believed in the doctor's decision and the battle strategy formulated by the doctor.

Maybe this is what it feels like to find your own place.

The doctor chose to avoid the topic. He didn't know how to answer.

It's obviously only been a week and a half, but it's already like this.

Mr. Immortal, what about you?

The undead man gently pointed to the bonfire in front of him.

The doctor is a little confused.

The undead man said softly.

The campfire is my home.

Whether it was Melantha or Ciobe, these two little guys also unknowingly liked to sit by the campfire and talk to the undead.

Even though the undead hardly spoke, they both said a lot by themselves.

People who are slightly close to him like to sit by the campfire and enjoy the peaceful moment like the undead.

For the undead man himself, the bonfire is his home.

No matter how hard the battle has been, just go back to the campfire, put down your weapons, and sit quietly for a while.

Listening to the sound of the campfire burning quietly and watching the firewood inside slowly turn into charcoal, the undead man's heart can calm down.

Just like the journey of millions of years.

The doctor stared at the bonfire and said nothing.

He didn't quite understand what the undead man said, but he didn't ask.

Everyone has their own habits. Just like Melanza would kiss the badge on her chest before training, Kiobe liked to sleep holding the undead gauntlet, and Amiya liked to follow the doctor and call him doctor.

The emotions of the undead towards the bonfire are beyond your own understanding, so let time explain everything.

In any case, the undead and Rhode Island are already on the same side.

Speaking of which, Mr. Patriot's troops, guerrilla members, and the Snow Monster Team are still on Rhode Island.

The doctor suddenly thought of something and suggested.

I heard that Shuangxing's condition has stabilized recently. Do you want to go see her tomorrow?

Letting the undead see Frost Star is not just a whim.

The doctor needs the undead to act as a stabilizing needle to suppress those who may affect the stability of Rhode Island.

The immortal nodded.

Frost star?

It's time to go see it.

250.Golden Knight\u0026Frost Star

In the endless wilderness, a knight in golden armor put away his spear.

The big iron gun had no trace of blood on it. But around him, a mass of dead bodies fell to the ground.

Their bodies have undergone varying degrees of alienation.

Some heads turned into a slimy ball like a sea creature, while others spread out from the limbs and branched into several tentacles and unknown limbs.

The knight himself doesn't care about these people.

Under his tall stature, these people looked like dwarves in fairy tales.

Without comparison, no one would realize that his body was twice or even three times the height of an ordinary person, so much so that the spear hanging on his back was as thick as a fist.

The golden armor shone in the sun, and the helmet on top of his head unexpectedly had a lion-shaped carving. Although it is not too detailed, it is probably caused by scratches and damage caused by long-term fighting.

And beside such a tall and mighty knight, there was a woman walking with him.

Compared to the knight, this woman has a similar body shape to the dwarves lying on the ground.

But even so, among ordinary women, they still have a height that is enough to stand out from the crowd.

The spear in her hand, like the tall knight beside her, was not stained with any blood.

The tide is getting louder and louder, and even here I can hear its roar.

The woman's white hair reached her shoulders, but the thin hair covered one of her eyes, making the other eye look a bit cold.

But the tight-fitting combat uniform, the split-tailed coat that hangs loosely on the outside, and the bright red rose-shaped jewelry under the collar make her look heroic and elegant.

These monsters have appeared even on the inland border of Iberia. I think the situation may have deviated greatly from what we originally expected.

Her voice was just like her appearance, cold and hard, with a layer of tiny water droplets clinging to the ice on the outside. Even if you hold it tightly in your hand, there is always the danger of it slipping out and losing control.

The Golden Knight looked back in the direction of Iberia.

The sun streaked across the horizon, leaving a large fire-like trace that was clearly outlined by the clouds.

In the legend, is the evil god suppressed here?

The Golden Knight's voice didn't sound old, but it had a strange sense of sedimentation. It's like a solemn call from the end of time, lingering in my ears, but unable to grasp the essence.

What does it say in the legend of your Agor people? There is a hero who rises from the darkness. What did he do?

He used the sword in his hand to cut off the chains that imprisoned the body, so that we don't have to block our eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, so that we can open our eyes and see. He also burned the boundless sea ruthlessly with the flames that covered the sky, so that we could see through the clouds and see the sun from the deep. My head stuck out from the bottom of the sea and I was able to breathe.”

The woman snorted coldly. It seemed that she did not fully agree with such a legend.

Although it is indeed a sufficient reference, why haven't you and I seen the appearance of the Mother Goddess? If there is a hero who can defeat such a monster, why do we still need to guard the boundless sea?

She folded her hands on her chest, her eyes filled with calmness. But the deathly silence hidden deep beneath the calm is unknown.

I never believed that there would be such a hero. If there was, why didn't he appear when we needed him most?

Having said this, she raised her head and looked at the golden knight on the side.

What do you think, Onstein?

The golden knight known as Onstein looked down at the woman beside him.

In those cold red eyes, he clearly saw a hint of hatred and regret.

Perhaps it was her remorse for not being able to save her hometown after that disaster.

But even so, Onstein did not conform to the words of women in the first place.

But after thinking carefully for a while, he shook his head, lowered his head and said softly.

I can't say.

As a relic of the previous generation, he didn't know if there were any remnants from that generation like himself in the world.

But when he saw the letter sent to him by the Kuranta disciple, the inheritor of this generation's dragon-hunting spear art, he unexpectedly learned another piece of news that was enough to make his blood boil.

There is actually a Xinwang who started everything and ended everything who is still alive.

He is the destined immortal hero and the destroyer of generations who ends this broken destiny.

But no matter what, the significance he left behind in that era cannot be erased.

He is the beginning and the end.

And such a heroic figure actually appears here?

If it was him, then those legends in history might not be just legends.

That should be a miracle that people praise from generation to generation, just like the Lord he served in that era when the flames flourished.

Is there some secret secret that no one knows about?

No matter what, the Golden Knight could no longer restrain his inner impulse.

The fighting spirit that had never been ignited since he walked out of the mountain was burning brightly.

No matter what, he knew that he should go see him.

Gladia, our journey is temporarily over.

The Golden Knight said, and the women on the ground looked at him in surprise.

You quit?

no.

Onstein shook his head. He was not timid, but had other things to do.

I promised my disciples that after this incident is temporarily over, I will go see someone.

Onstan paused for a moment and then said.

Do you want to come with me? I think you will be interested.

The Agor named Gladia shook her head without hesitation.

As Onstein said, he had something to do. For Gladia, her work is not over yet.

Thank you very much for the invitation, Onstein. But you know, I have my work cut out for me.