Ark of the Immortal

Tallulah murmured as she pushed herself up to her feet.

No, it's impossible. We have already divided you and eaten you. Your power should be completely robbed. The flame will no longer believe in you. Impossible!

In her memory, she remembered it clearly.

Thousands of years ago, the undead were buried by them in filth and darkness.

The flame that shone with golden light also lost its support and was scattered everywhere, becoming a thing of the past.

Even though they knew that the initial fire would not be extinguished, under their efforts, the power that belonged to the flame was deprived of it.

In that era that was like the deep sea, human beings struggled to survive, filled with darkness and humanity. They breathed the dirty air wantonly and roamed wantonly in the sea of ​​​​the abyss.

Even if the world is reborn, they can still resurrect outside the new world and stretch out their predatory claws towards this frail newborn.

In their future, perhaps the undead would rise again, but there would never be fire.

The undead man heard Tallulah's words, but he shook his head.

That flame was never extinguished by you.

He looked down at his left hand.

He still remembered that he was the one who extinguished the flame.

It was he who made the final choice and fell into a deep sleep.

But the facts he knew were completely inconsistent with what Tallulah said.

Maybe Tallulah knew something, but it didn't matter.

The important thing is that as long as it is dirty, it should not survive in front of him.

This is a hatred that cannot be changed since the birth of everything.

Therefore, the undead man held the spiral-shaped sword with both hands. He raised the hilt and pulled it horizontally on the right side, and stepped forward with his left foot.

Seeing this action of the undead, Tallulah's eyes widened, as if she saw something incomprehensible.

Flames spurted from the tip of the sword and extended outwards. The solid flames opened fierce eyes towards Tallulah.

No...I can't...@#$%^%$^...die here!@#?%...\u0026*\u0026%

The black mist became the nourishment of the flames. During the burning, Tallulah realized that her power was being swallowed up.

The fear from thousands of years ago reappeared before her eyes. She could no longer maintain her form, and all power was changing her body without reservation.

Her body was shattered inch by inch, right before the eyes of the undead, her flesh was torn apart by the black mist, and disgusting viscous liquid gushes out from the wound, covering her entire body.

The god of Ursus could not overcome his fear after all, and his true appearance was completely exposed in front of the undead.

Scarlet light bloomed in the surging black liquid, and the thick pus barely gathered into a human form.

It's like sludge dyed black, tumbling in a blender. Anyone who takes one look at it will immediately lose the power of words and be completely occupied.

Now, Tallulah, who was originally the leader of the integration movement, has completely transformed into what she fears most.

He has become the embodiment of the suffering of this land and the culprit of all tragedies.

The god of Ursus reappeared on this battlefield that was already in ruins.

Projection of the Abyss: Black Snake.

The writhing tentacles made of black slime swung towards the undead as she fought for her life in one last ditch effort.

The undead man stared at the incarnation of fear in front of him, and he took a step forward.

The big sword made the first stroke from the right side to the lower left side.

The air was also split, and the hot armor turned into molten iron, crowning him on top of his head.

Brutal flames rolled from the sword, cutting off the tentacles waving towards him.

The dark mucus became the fuel that nourished the flames under his sword. The golden flames returned along the original path of the tentacles, burning out all the filth and mercilessly plundering all the vitality hidden in their bodies.

The sword light turned into flames continued to move forward, and was about to strike at the black mist in front of the black snake.

Trasis! Are you just going to stand by and do nothing?

The black snake roared and shouted towards the sky.

Dark clouds rolled in, but there was no response.

The undead man then raised the spiral sword on the left side of his body, slashed the sword light to the right, and at the same time took another step forward!

The struggling tentacles were captured by invisible fire before they even touched the sword body. Just a spark could ignite a large area of ​​black mist.

Under the sweep of flames, all the filth was quickly retreating, for fear of being contaminated by even a trace of flames.

Our contract, we agreed to cooperate! You can't be so indifferent!

The black snake twisted its fluid body in embarrassment, trying to avoid the slash of the spiral sword, but it was of no use.

The sword light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the third sword came in front of him, completely tearing his condensed right arm into pieces.

Ah @#@#%?*\u0026%...!

Howls that could not be understood by human ears, and evil panic came from the sound.

The black snake's right arm was completely turned into sparks, not even the dust was left behind. The power of plundering for thousands of years caused the flames to rise even more under the burning and ruthless plundering of the flames.

A layer of flame also quietly attached to his wound.

Black Snake still refused to give up the glimmer of hope of survival, even if it meant being completely exposed.

Trasis! After I die, you will be the next one he finds! Do you think you can really escape!

He shouted with vicious words and a bitter tone, even though there was no response.

If you continue to sit back and watch, I will tell him everything about you!

This time, the dark clouds were gathering, and the natural disaster that quietly gathered here finally showed some signs of reaction.

Just above the rolling black mist in the sky, a shadow emerged from the reflection of the abyssal sea.

Huge chunks of Origin Stone fell from the sky, one after another, directly hitting the undead man on the tower who was wielding his sword.

And when this scene appeared, it did not make the undead feel even a little bit afraid.

Instead, his anger suddenly surged like a flame that had been doused with strong alcohol.

The eyes hidden under the armor narrowed their eyes and stared at the source stone falling from the sky.

He growled lowly.

It's you...

The immortal recognized it.

A few years ago, when he first woke up in Victoria, he realized that someone was targeting him.

In order not to cause trouble to Hannah and Vina from the Glasgow Gang, the Immortal chose to change a place to fight the man.

As a result, in the mountains and forests, the evil outside the world was fighting head-on with the newly awakened undead.

The undead man roared angrily as he shattered one source stone after another, burning out the last trace of his remaining fire.

But the new king cannot resist this boundless malice.

The golden flame is hidden in the boundless source stone.

But the cowardly trespasser could not overcome the fear deep in his bones. He did not dare to get closer and could only comfort himself that he must have been destroyed.

Chu Huo was able to breathe, and turned everything that attacked him into his own reborn carapace, absorbing the violent power and lingering.

Now, when the old enemy appears in front of him again, the undead man can no longer suppress his anger.

The flames exploded and shot straight into the sky, and the undead drew the fourth sword without any worries.

The tip of the sword ruthlessly shattered the source stone, and the flying stones hit him, but they were unable to shake him at all.

With just one strike of the sword, the Source Stone blocks in the sky were scattered into dust, and the remaining consciousness gathered in the dust was wrapped and burned by the surging flames.

Black Snake finally got a chance to breathe with the help of the Source Stone falling from the sky.

Looking at the undead man who was only two or three steps away from him, all the fighting spirit turned into smoke.

Fear retakes the high ground.

He was supposed to be the embodiment of suffering and fear, but at this moment, he lost the courage to fight in front of the enemy so close to him.

Quickly, take me away! Tracys, take me out of here! Please! Don't leave me!

The voice gradually turned into a plea, and the power hidden in the sky also reached out to him.

Just on the wall surrounding the tower, a crack suddenly appeared in the air.

Black mist rolled around the crack, and the power that had the same origin as the black snake seemed to be leading the black snake away.

It was his hometown and the source of all power.

Realizing that he finally had a chance to escape, all the twisted limbs of the black snake stretched towards the sudden crack.

His heart was filled with ecstasy, and even his voice was filled with excitement for the rest of his life.

I'm alive, I'm alive! You can't kill me! The next time we meet, it will be your death!

Attracted by the crack, his body flew towards the sky and was about to be completely buried in the dark abyss.

But at this time, he noticed another force in his body.

That was the consciousness that he had devoured and suppressed long ago, and was also the original owner of this body.

The shadow of a girl appeared in the space between him and the crack.

And the two horns that represent race are spreading fluorescence outward.

Get away!

The black snake roared angrily, and he waved his tentacles to completely destroy the shadow in front of him.

But the girl's shadow smiled at her.

It was a terrifying expression, tainted by the consciousness of revenge.

Cosiche, you will die here.

There was a hot spot in the black snake's body, and the consciousness that had been suppressed for several years suddenly spread out, fighting for control with the consciousness that had taken away this body.

It was completely unexpected that Tallulah's consciousness would choose to fight back at this time, and Black Snake's mood fell into rage again.

How dare you! Resist me!

He originally thought that Tallulah was completely under his control, but she appeared at this moment.

In the body of the black snake that had completely turned into a viscous liquid, a stone emitted fluorescence together with the horns on the girl's head in the air.

It also established a close call with a stone hidden in the undead armor.

That was the dragon head stone that the undead got from Yin Hui.

The black body could no longer move forward even half a minute and was completely stuck in mid-air.

Tallulah received a gift from her mother when she was young.

In her memory, it was the last gift her father left for her.

They knew that Tallulah's birth might have been a mistake, but it was the fruit of their love and they couldn't let go.

So, Tallulah was unaware. As the inheritor of Drak's lineage, he is completely integrated with the treasures passed down by Drak.

It was the treasure of those who believed in the ancient dragon and were taken away from the world in the painting.

Dragon body stone.

The reason why Tallulah's consciousness has not disappeared completely is that it relies on the dragon body stone and the power of the ancient dragon to survive to this day.

Now, under the interference of Amiya's spiritual link, Tallulah's eyes were finally able to open.

She saw the undead and the ugly appearance of the black snake.

She was a mistake to begin with, why not let her mistake become the grave of another mistake?

Tallulah made her own choice after seeing her companions and comrades die at her hands.

She chose to seize this opportunity firmly.

Even he himself will turn into ashes.