Ark of the Immortal

Patch has been waiting here for a long time.

But if you really have to count it carefully, it will only take about half an hour, but the time now is different from before.

Every minute and every second is the time the friends upstairs buy for Kelsey.

Kelsey came to pick up something her friend left for her. Of course, Kelsey would not give up this last opportunity to meet her friends.

Patch could understand Kelsey's desire to stay with her friends for a while.

But he really couldn't wait any longer.

The dream itself has no limit, but the changes in the dream will become earlier every minute.

He could already feel that the edges of the dream were shrinking rapidly. The Lord of the Swarm was already planning to end this game, and he sent powerful assistants for this purpose.

Once his assistants complete the harvest, the nature of the dreamland will be replaced. Moreover, those sleepwalkers who were originally under the joint governance of Nightmare Theresa and the Lord of the Swarm will never have the chance to return.

For example, himself.

Patch, who kept tapping his fingers on his arms and hugged himself with his arms, was starting to get nervous.

I don’t know if the doctor, the undead, and their friends can hold the big guy back. Kelsey still needs time to collect the reflections of her friends.

After much hesitation, Patch decided to open the door and let Kelsey return.

However, just when Patch's finger touched the door handle, there was the sound of the door lock being opened on the other side of the door.

Patch subconsciously took a step back. After the door opened, it was Kelsey who walked towards Patch.

But Kelsey looks a little scary now.

This was Patch's intuition.

alright?

No matter what, Patch hurriedly confirmed Kelsey's status.

How does it feel?

not too good.

Kelsey ignored Patch beside her. The first thing she did when she came out was to pick up the coffee she had not finished when she went in and take a sip.

However, the amount of sugar that seemed just right when she entered it made Kelsey feel a strong bitter taste lingering in her mouth.

Frowning, Kelsey roughly grabbed several sugar cubes from the sugar box next to her and threw them into the half-drunk coffee cup. She stirred the coffee in the cup angrily.

Even before the sugar was completely dissolved, Kelsey poured it into her mouth again.

This time, she felt that the smell was slightly normal.

But it's still very bitter.

Now she understands why she likes sweet coffee.

Because sometimes no matter how much sugar cubes are added, the sourness behind the facts cannot be concealed.

She just habitually let these things be covered with sweetness, but she couldn't ignore them or forget them.

In the past few thousand years, she once thought that nothing could change her mood significantly.

But in the past few years, there have been more and more things that can make her mood swing. Until now, when she picked up the memories of the past again, she suddenly realized that after so long, many things had never changed.

She is still so innocent.

Staring at the sugar cube residue in the coffee cup in her hand, she put the coffee cup back on the table.

Now is not the time to feel sad. Theresia left with a smile. She should also get into her work immediately.

Kelsey took two deep breaths, then turned around and faced Patch.

Patch, I'm sorry, I didn't have time to say it until now, long time no see.

I have nothing to do, but welcome back, Kelsey.

This time Patch stretched out his hand and held it with Kelsey in the air for a while.

After Kelsey let go, she immediately asked seriously.

I won't waste any more time. How is the situation up there now?

Patch replied.

The doctor is watching from above, but it should have reached the eighth floor. They will try their best to drag the monster to the eighth floor. Then it depends on your performance.

So, what did the friend inside say? What's the situation now?

Patch is still very curious about this silt aggregate.

No one except the Doctor knows its relationship with the Lord of Dreams.

Patch only knew that there was a strange nightmare locked on the bottom floor of the Alk, and knew nothing else.

It's a big gamble.

Kelsey said.

It was four years ago that Theresia and the Doctor took time from the Lord of Dreams.

Theresa obtained the power fragment of the Lord of Dreams here. This fragment of power does not belong to the ability of the Lord of Dreams itself, but it participated in the battle between Kazdel and the undead. After winning the battle, he never died. The power assigned to the human body represents the immortality and predatory nature of fire.

That power is part of the fragment of the First Fire, and it is also one of the necessary conditions for awakening the undead.

But the price is that Theresia's soul was divided into two parts, one of which was completely locked in the dream.

Because Theresia herself is the crown prince of Kazdaele and one of the few fragments of the First Fire originally scattered on the continent of Terra. However, the nature of Theresia's power has not changed. The Lord of Dreams relies on this Dreams serve as space to transform Theresia’s soul into a spirit that can be swallowed.”

The nightmare that followed me before was the transformed part of Theresia's spirit body.

However, although the dream is transforming Theresia, because Theresia itself is a partial manifestation of the power of the First Fire. So in terms of level, Theresia's soul is equal to the Lord of Dreams. This is also This means that while the dream is transforming Theresia’s power, Theresia itself is gradually integrating into the dream itself.”

Although the Lord of Dreams still has the power to control this dream. But Theresia has become a fatal backdoor, or console.

If the Lord of Dreams devours Theresia and transforms her, then this dreamland will have the power to completely resist the First Fire.

However, Theresia's nightmare is a power without an owner. As long as I can kill the nightmare with my own hands, the control of the dream will be back in my hands.

While the two were talking, they seemed to hear a banging sound coming from above their heads.

It sounded like a fierce fight was going on upstairs, with no time to breathe at all.

The incarnation of the Lord of Dreams must also follow the rules of the dream. This is the best result of Theresia's efforts to fight.

Before I kill Theresia completely, don't let them let go of the incarnation of the Lord of Dreams and come to the tenth floor.

Kelsey said this quickly, and then she extended her hand to Patch.

Bring it here.

Patch didn't do any ink and took out a controller directly from behind.

Kelsey snatched it away with one hand, and Patch actually felt a little distressed when he saw it.

Hey! Be gentle!

Kelsey glanced at Patch, a little amused.

This thing is mine. You have kept it for so long and you still have feelings for it? Not only in dreams, but in reality, you have to hand it over.

Patch clicked his tongue, with a rather unpleasant feeling in it.

Even if it's a stone, it still has feelings if you sleep with it every day, let alone such a precious thing...

It is precisely because of the treasure that when it is time to use it, you must not hesitate. You should let valuable things be used in the right place.

With that said, Kelsey turned around and opened the door on the other side.

Outside the door is the ninth floor corridor. Now, the ninth floor corridor is filled with thick black fog. It was like something was waking up from the thick fog.

I'll leave it to you to wait for my... No, just wait for the good news about me and my children.

With that said, Kelsey ran out of the room and ran towards the tenth floor.

Patch watched Kelsey go to the tenth floor to face the nightmare alone. The white coat flew around Kelsey's body, which for a moment made Patch think that he was still thousands of years ago.

At that time, Kelsey was in the same turmoil as before.

Kelsey, who had regained her memory, showed her emotions as much as possible and no longer hid them.

Sure enough, it still looks pleasing to the eye.

Patch touched his bald head and sighed.

Then he looked to the left, heading for the stairs to the eighth floor.

He can't sit here and wait for death. With the strength of one more person, there is an extra chance of survival.

The undead body still sat in front of the campfire.

But the spiral sword in the bonfire had disappeared, and the fire girl who always leaned against the undead man was nowhere to be seen.

It was still late at night, and the battlefield in front of the camp had been there for almost two hours, but there was still no end in sight.

This night, the sea heirs seemed to be endless. They were tireless and tireless, and launched a crazy attack on the camp.

The Iberian Defense Forces simply could not counterattack under such a crazy Haiji attack, and often had to defend the entrance of the camp at the cost of their own bodies.

So far, two seriously injured inquisitors have been sent to the medical tent in Rhode Island, not to mention many sergeants who have died directly on the battlefield.

What they have to do is protect the sleeping people before they return.

Carmen's left arm had been numbed by the hand cannon.

The stabbing sword in his right hand never stopped for a moment.

The cleansing fire almost burned his hair clean, but he didn't take a step back.

He is the Grand Inquisitor, the last of the saints, and he must lead the way.

But the appearance of one person reversed the almost one-sided situation on the battlefield.

She stepped out of the camp, armed with the hero's weapon, and joined the battlefield.

It was like a fire was lighting up from the darkness, not just a tiny glow like a cleansing fire.

The blazing flames will light up everyone's eyes in an instant, turning all the heirs on the frontmost layer to ashes.

The white hand grasped the sword that cracked like lava, and every time it was swung, it would bring up a large sea of ​​​​fire.

She swings the sword in a wide range of motions, and she doesn't look like a weak woman at all.

The blindfolded lady has become the mainstay at the forefront of this battlefield.

No Haiji can be her enemy, able to withstand even a single slash.

The appearance of the fire girl brought new life to this battlefield.

The soldiers discovered the appearance of friendly forces with decisive strength, and they all cheered up.

The front line, which had retreated somewhat, pushed forward again.

However, this is not the end of this battle.

His eyes moved up to the eighth floor.

The two deep-sea hunters, with their excellent cooperation, crushed the nightmare to death around the corner.

The storm water vapor surged and the chainsaws rattled. Just two people were able to wrestle with the silt aggregates, and every time they were able to scatter the silt aggregates' attacks to the wall around them.

At the same time, Gladia and Laurentina's breathing continued to quicken.

Laurentina is recovering from a serious injury. Even if her special ability is manifested in self-healing performance, it does not mean that her physical strength will recover along with her body.

In an unnoticed omission, a waste tentacle poked out from the mud and hit Laurentina's lower abdomen.

Laurentina's body arched like a shrimp, and she flew backwards. After hitting her back on the far wall, she fell diagonally to the ground.

A pair of hands caught Laurentina's armpits and lifted her off the ground.

Ahem...thank you-honey.

Laurentina seemed a little strange. Her eyes turned blood red unconsciously, and her tone of voice became more and more gentle.

This is completely different from the calm feeling that Deep Sea Hunter always gives people.

W also had some goosebumps, but it was difficult to talk to her.

Who knows what quirks these deep-sea hunters have, but she doesn’t want to have anything to do with them.