Ark of the Immortal

And that was the moment Scout was delayed.

The first ray of sunlight had already passed through the gap in the sea water and fell straight on the top of the dome.

In Iberia, which has been gloomy for decades, this is the first time such a dazzling light shines.

Isamara restrained his power, and he took the initiative to disperse the dark clouds, just to witness the large group completing their evolution in the sunlight.

And that ray of sunshine landed in the center of the field.

Coincidentally, standing in the center of the field was a taciturn man.

The undead man was bathed in the sunlight. He raised his sword and placed it at his side.

The eternal flame glowed golden yellow in the sunlight, making it dazzling.

Isamara looked at the undead in the sun and instinctively felt uncomfortable, but she didn't understand why.

Yes, Haihe will abandon all unnecessary emotions and functions in order to evolve.

Because of this, they have no sense of pain and cannot feel pain.

But precisely because we cannot feel pain, we lose our respect for pain.

For the first time, the mark of the abyss, which served as a warning to the blessed, lost all its effect.

Even though it has resounded.

The next moment, a huge vibration rose from the soles of everyone's feet.

Even Isamara did not immediately realize what happened.

The sunlight that illuminated the undead body gradually shrank due to the vibrations, and finally disappeared completely in the incoming tide.

Only the flames on the undead remained the same, like burning gold, burning people's eyes.

Only then did Isamara know.

Agor is falling.

The calls of the large group disappeared together because of the disappearance of the daylight. As a matter of course, communication between people was linked again.

The doctor gasped for air and raised his hand from the detonator beside him.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. The moment he noticed the great silence, he kept tapping Wenstein's body, urging him to use inhuman strength to turn the main valve.

And he himself grabbed the detonator from Logos' hand and pressed the detonator the moment the main valve was pulled down.

The sound of the explosion was drowned in the great silence, without causing any waves.

It was only now that they heard the explosions and collapses that continued to come from deep underground.

Walk!

Before they could take a breath, Dr. Gen immediately issued instructions to everyone.

Get out, get out! Don't stop inside! Everyone be prepared for impact and be prepared to survive in the sea!

The doctor roared loudly and directed everyone to evacuate from the underground.

It was too late for him to confirm whether the blasting was complete.

If they don't evacuate at this time, they will continue to sink to the bottom of the sea with Agor.

On the other side, Kelsey and the others, who had resumed communication, watched with their own eyes as Agor's dome disintegrated inch by inch as the central control area was destroyed.

It was like a hole was broken in the sky, and the sea water poured into the city of Agor.

And they are gradually sinking to the bottom as Agor descends.

Scout has already told Gladia about the doctor's decision to sink the Argor.

Gladia didn't show much surprise or anger.

Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps, for the Agor people, it would be better for this city and its history to be submerged in the deep sea than to become a transit point for Haihei to attack the land.

Okay, now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Greyhound collapsed directly to the ground. It could be said that he had no strength at all.

Our mission is completed, now it's up to big brother!

W did the same, lying directly next to the greyhound.

Scout was still wondering how to survive under the intrusion of sea water, and the two people just lay on the ground and died.

As for the deep sea hunters, they already have the ability to survive in the deep sea, and they even swam to Agol under the pressure of the deep sea before. For them, seawater intrusion is not a big deal.

Don't relax now! Don't you want to live anymore?!

Scout reached out to pick up the greyhound, but another slightly fair hand grabbed his arm.

It's Kelsey's hand.

Let them both take a good rest and intervene in the battle of the deep-sea hunters. They have done enough.

When Scout was stopped by Kelsey, Greyhound and W closed their eyes and fell asleep.

They were traveling non-stop in Argor and experienced such a difficult battle that it was difficult to hold on any longer.

Now, the two guys who fell asleep in a mess should not be able to wake up in a short time.

Oh, Doctor Kelsey! You should also think of a way, we have to survive...

Scout raised his head and was about to ask Kelsey what he planned to do, but when he raised his eyes, what he saw was not Kelsey.

A transparent shadow that had not been seen for a long time enveloped Kelsi's body.

There was a friendly smile on her face, which made Scout's voice get stuck in his throat.

You've worked hard too, Scout. Let me take you on your last journey.

With that said, Theresa, who appeared from Kelsey, stretched out her white palms and lifted everyone's bodies out of thin air.

Gladia and Laurentina were just a little surprised. They could feel that after Kelsey woke up from the dream, there were two different auras on her body at the same time.

Therefore, I just nodded my thanks to Theresia.

Scout reacted after a long pause.

This man who always showed himself to be reliable has lost his stability.

Tears streaked his face.

King! My king!

Theresia smiled at him, then lifted Kelsey up together and sent her into the air. Rising with the rising sea water.

My king, where are you going?!

The water falling from the broken sky gradually climbed up Theresia's body, like an elf submerged at the bottom of the lake.

He witnessed Tracys being forced away by the flames, and then moved forward with his colleagues for several days.

She already understood that the path she was on was not cut off.

Theresia has no regrets

She didn't speak, she just smiled and waved goodbye to Scout.

Until the seawater submerged her body, the transparent body finally condensed into a wisp of flame and quietly disappeared into the turbulent waves.

The battle in front of the world barrier begins again.

The sea heir became a wave, crashing against the knights who tried to break through the waves.

The undead, on the other hand, cut through huge waves in the endless tide.

Every time he waved the sword in his hand, he took a step forward.

The Lord of the Swarm is powerful because he has endless heirloom drive. He can drag people into dreams and plunder their memories and their bodies.

But he is also fragile.

Because of the lack of the blood of the old gods, the body in the real plane is extremely fragile, and can only turn into a mud-like form, clinging to the keystone.

However, facing the undead, the power of the Lord of Dreams has no effect at all.

The seductive whispers couldn't even get close to the undead, and were driven away by the flames burning around him.

Not to mention letting him pull the consciousness of the undead into a dream. The consciousness that was like the pillar of the world remained motionless, while the consciousness of the Lord of the Swarm was like a weak mayfly in front of him.

The Lord of Dreams understood that he could no longer wait.

He was to begin offering sacrifices immediately, even if he could not walk in the sun.

Once Agor sinks completely to the bottom, the body locked with the keystone will be suppressed in the deep sea.

He is the Lord of the deep sea, not the Lord of the hordes suppressed in the deep sea.

Once the sacrificial ceremony is completed and the large group becomes one, they will have the power to support Agol without relying on the remaining facilities.

Then, at the end of the body of the Lord of the Group, the linked transit organization began to operate.

At this time, the people waiting on the altar finally responded.

Ulbian has completely lost his form as a deep-sea hunter.

His limbs turned into tentacles like sea heirs, and his body grew without limit.

At the end of this ritual, he will become part of the Lord of the Pack and lose all consciousness of his own.

This was the price he paid for becoming a sacrifice in Skadi's place.

But he has been waiting for this moment for fifty years.

Raising his bloated head, the original image of a calm and reliable deep-sea hunter had disappeared, but his eyes were still as calm as ever.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Ulbian, whose consciousness gradually fell into chaos, saw a clear silver glow.

Raising his gaze a little more, Ulbian tried to see clearly the man who walked in front of him.

Although I promised you that it would end, I didn't expect you to become like this...

Patch sighed, and he knelt down and moved closer to Ulbian.

So ugly...how about it, how does the blood of the old gods taste?

Ulbian wanted to speak, but everything in his body could no longer be controlled by him.

He could feel that something was gradually being injected into the blood of the old gods flowing in his body.

It was as if the consciousness that originally belonged to his body had spread into his mind.

His sight seemed to be constantly rising, reaching beyond the world.

He could see to the bottom of the deep ocean and above the stars.

Even though Ulbian tried hard to speak, he couldn't say even a single word. Only meaningless neighing sounds came from his bloated body.

Patch looked at Ulbian like this and sighed.

As a lone deep-sea hunter, I used my own will to steal the power of the lord of the swarm, and gave birth to a brand new dream, in order to block myself from the possibility of entering the dream.

I also collected the remaining fragments of the old gods at the bottom of the deep sea, and used the fragments of the old gods' bodies to seal them in my body as the base. Although the consciousness of the gods born in your body is not enough to compete with Isamara, it can hinder this The ritual is indeed enough. Plus, you can stay awake at the end.”

To be honest, I quite admire you. If it were me, I would never have the guts to do such an unheard of thing.

Finally, as per our agreement, I will let you die painlessly.

The seawater had almost spread to the altar, and Patch also raised the sickle in his hand.

Ulbian's consciousness has completely fallen into chaos, even more completely than Skadi before.

But when he saw the clear silver light being lifted up, his consciousness returned to consciousness in that moment.

At the end of the day, he is still an Argor.

A deep sea hunter.

Good night, hunter.

Thanks.

The thanks were buried in the whine of the scythe tearing the air.

The bloated head flew into the sky, and the activity of the heir's body was lost under the weapons made of keystones.