Ark of the Immortal

Greyhound's tone of praise was quite sincere, but he didn't know if the sincerity was fake.

The undead man tilted his head and asked.

You know me.

The implication is that since Greyhound has sold out everything, he probably doesn't have the means to learn much information.

But his words, deeds, and cognition don't look like someone who has lost those channels.

The news seems pretty well-informed.

Of course I know you. Some time ago, there was a gathering of the War Knight fan support club on our street. I even saw that portrait at that time!

Greyhound laughed twice, took a puff of cigarette and said.

Although I have sold everything that should be sold, I have not forgotten to take care of some previous relationships.

I'm not very good at big things. I just know some sneaky little tricks, and I'm pretty good at interpersonal communication. Although it seems like I'm a little miserable, in fact some of Da Yan's little tricks are still more or less effective. I was able to detect something, all thanks to the connections I had accumulated in the past.”

Including information from the outside world, I know what happened, but I know it, but not too much.

For example, I know who the Battle Knight is, the champion of the Casimir Major. After all, your matter is quite grand, and it will be broadcast live across Terra. But I don't know what your skills are.

Greyhound stared at the undead man and said bluntly.

Judging from those videos, although it is indeed very powerful, it is not powerful enough to crush me. What if it is the bloody...bloody knight in the video? Or something else, no matter what. If that person is me , I am confident that I can defeat you two more times.

Then he shrank his head again, thought of the power shown by the undead just now, and then added.

It's just two moves! If there are too many, we can't beat him.

oh?

The undead man suddenly became interested.

It sounds like Greyhound is quite confident in his abilities.

His reaction just now was not bad. If he could really reach the level of Blood Thorn, he could be considered one of the top combat forces in Rhode Island, or at least an elite operator.

Elite operator?

The two or three brothers who were sent to Dayan are all elite operators. If you have the opportunity to go to the capital, you can also meet another good operator.

Greyhound took a puff of the cigarette, and the smoke slowly came out of his nose. There was blood on the side of his face, and he looked a little horrified.

But...I definitely can't fight you now. All the weapons are sold, so there's nothing to brag about!

As he said that, Greyhound waved his hands, looking like a good man who didn't mention his former bravery.

It was at this time that the undead man heard a long and distant cooing sound coming from the gray dog.

Gu——

Greyhound's expression did not change and he continued to smoke, except for the corner of his eye twitching twice.

hungry?

the undead man asked calmly.

It's okay, it's okay. It's just that I haven't eaten for two days. I'm used to it. I'm used to it.

Gray Dog Yun Danfeng flicked the ashes of his cigarette, which was a cool and unrestrained way.

Gu——

Then there was another long and distant cooing sound.

Okay, I'm quite hungry, otherwise I wouldn't have been smoking all the time to keep myself hungry.

The gray dog's face suddenly became ferocious, and he smashed his mouth, savoring the taste of the last meal.

When the old lady asked Greyhound if he had eaten just now, Greyhound still looked confident and said that he had eaten. Now it seems that I just don't want to cause trouble to others at night.

Let's go.

The undead man stood up from his seat and looked at Greyhound.

Where are you going?

The gray dog ​​immediately shrank to the bench and looked at the undead warily.

I won't leave. This place cannot live without me. Unless you can contact the headquarters and ask me to give up this stronghold.

The undead man put away the two cards on the table and said.

Let's go eat. While eating, you and I will share information.

Greyhound immediately jumped down from the bench, threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stamped it out, smiling broadly.

Okay! Brother!

...

Just like Greyhound said, this street is one of the streets that never sleep in Shang Shu.

Nightless Street means nights that never end.

Here, merchants will keep their shops open until the first ray of sunshine hits the store entrance in the morning.

Shangshu is also a city with one of the richest nightlife in Dayan.

One portion of twice-cooked pork, one portion of fried lotus root, one portion of roasted tripe strips with lettuce, and two bowls of rice. Your food is ready, please use it slowly.

Thank you!

After the waiter put down the plate in his hand, Greyhound couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks, pick up a bowl of white rice, take two or three mouthfuls of white rice, then pick up two pieces of translucent twice-cooked pork and stuff it into his mouth.

Um--

The gray dog's cheeks never stopped, looking like a starving ghost.

The immortal didn't have much idea. He stared at these dishes with some curiosity.

At least in the restaurant in Rhode Island, he had never seen any other dishes except the fried lotus root.

The gray dog ​​swallowed the meat and rice in his mouth, and he raised his eyebrows in satisfaction.

Seeing that the undead man had not moved his chopsticks, he felt a little embarrassed and said something.

Eat, brother, eat some too.

The undead man shook his head. He was now preoccupied with things about Great Yan.

And without replenishing humanity, eat now. It's just a waste of food, and you can't even taste it.

I'm not hungry, you eat.

Then I won't pretend!

With that said, Greyhound began to dig into his meal.

After a while, half of the plate of twice-cooked pork was gone, and the oily lotus paste next to it was also a little less.

Putting down the empty bowl in his hand, Greyhound picked up another bowl of white rice and used the meat under his thumb to rub his itchy nose, which was comfortable after eating.

After eating some, Greyhound's mental condition obviously improved a lot. His eyes began to regain their clarity, and he turned around to look outside the hotel.

Did you see the opposite door?

Greyhound pointed with his chopsticks to the store across the street from the hotel.

Um.

The undead man nodded and listened to the gray dog's words.

In the whole of Shang Shu, and in the whole of Dayan, there are only three types of people who are capable of doing things.

The gray dog ​​picked a belly strip and chewed it in his mouth, talking while chewing.

The rich, the powerful, and the ones with special abilities.

Greyhound pointed at himself.

The person in front of you is a person with special abilities. And the owner of the store opposite is a rich person. These two kinds of people can more or less be related to the last group of people. But some news is Things that only those with power can know.”

Greyhound took two mouthfuls of rice and continued.

The questions you asked are the news that only those with power can hear. These news are no longer problems on the surface of Dayan, but the undercurrents beneath the seemingly calm water.

Greyhound said again.

Not to mention, topics about the Great Yan royal family and the Great Yan military have always been high-level secrets, and no one can overstep them.

However, I do have a way to help you. I also heard some rumors.

Greyhound has so much foreshadowing, but in the end it's just to set off his own abilities.

But now that the clues have been found, the undead must listen carefully.

Have you heard of the legend of Great Yan?

What?

The undead are very popular.

Greyhound said with a wink.

Things about divine generals, divine beasts, and the founding emperor.

Have heard a little bit.

The immortal nodded.

Only a small part of it.

Then you must know that among these three, one was originally an enemy of the people of Dayan, the divine beast who betrayed his companions.

Greyhound whispered, this kind of thing cannot be heard by others.

This popular little restaurant was already a bit noisy, but now only the two of them could hear each other's words.

After the founding war, the power of the divine beast was exhausted, and Emperor Dayan let it go in the name of equalizing the merits and demerits. In addition, the seal left by the divine general needed someone to guard it, so the divine beast used its origin to Split into two, becoming intelligence and power.”

The part of his power is integrated into the divine fire of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, assisting the generals in guarding the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. And his intelligence is integrated into every inch of Great Flame.

Times have changed, and the power of the divine beast is limited by the divine fire of the divine general, so there will be no problems. But its intelligence has been changed under the influence of natural disasters again and again.

When Greyhound said this, he took several more bites of rice.

In just a few words, Greyhound almost finished the three dishes.

I'm just hearing what happened next.

Greyhound first gave the undead a warning, and then spoke.

Some people say that the intelligence of the mythical beast is turned into fragments and walks in the world. Each individual fragment of intelligence has the ability to suppress the part that breeds malice from the bottom of their hearts. But if one day, all the intelligence awakens, the intelligence of the mythical beast will be combined. And if you become one, you will turn back into the evil god who was the first to kill humans.

The immortal nodded frequently.

To be honest, this kind of legend is quite interesting. Especially when you are also one of the protagonists, it sounds even more different.

Some time ago, someone discovered a treasure light looming in Shang Shu. When word spread, it became known as a treasure was born in Shang Shu.

Greyhound said.

But actually, the part of the news I heard is that a fragment of the intelligence of a divine beast is dealing with the darkness growing in his heart. And the top management of Dayan has already made countermeasures to this situation and divided it into two groups based on their different opinions. Factions. There is still a stalemate in the court, and something big seems to have happened in the army. This Spring Festival is not peaceful at all.

272. Elbow! Take you to visit the brothel!

Darkness that breeds?

The face beneath the undead mask frowned.

This kind of word and this tone always felt very similar to something he knew.

Especially now, there is something called Ten Thousand Demons Cave in Dayan. The undead people heard about this thing from the Jinyi Guards before.

They are all things that rely on the initial fire left behind to suppress them, and it is unlikely that they will be a good thing.

In this way, isn't the darkness that grows in the hearts of the fragments of mythical beasts eroded by natural disasters a kind of abyss or depth?

While the undead man was thinking about this, the gray dog ​​didn't stop eating.

He quickly finished everything on the table, then put down his bowl and chopsticks and burped.

It is said that the intellectual fragments of these mythical beasts have turned into human forms and are scattered all over Great Yan. Some are self-sealed, and some are wandering in the world. There is also a legend in the army that in the early years, there was even a mythical beast Fragment has joined the army, but I don’t know which one specifically.”