Ark of the Immortal

Kati asked in surprise.

Morton reached out and knocked Katie on the head and said angrily.

You are the uncle! How many times have I told you, I am only in my early twenties!

Katie shrank her head, but she couldn't help it, Morton's figure was too deceiving.

However, after being interrupted by Katy, Morton relaxed a little more.

Yes, I have never participated in an undead competition. It is said that before the century-old occupation, an undead competition was only held every few decades.

Because of Sargon's bastards. Today, we don't know the details about the undead competition unless we ask the priests of the Temple of Heroes.

But, I do know some gossip.

Morton paused and whispered.

The immortal competition is not a battle between sixteen warriors, but a battle against heroic spirits.

As soon as Morton said this, everyone subconsciously pricked up their ears.

Heroic spirit? what is that?

Seeing the curiosity in everyone's eyes, Morton continued.

The Temple of Heroes is important not only because it is the spiritual pillar of our Minoan people, but more importantly because it enshrines the gifts of the gods.

Legend has it that before there was civilization on Terra, the gods fought and enjoyed themselves here.

They didn't have to worry about life and death and fought as much as they wanted. Therefore, the land of Minos still retains the residual power of the battle between gods.

The area where the main city of Yasenus is located is also called the Arena of the Gods in many ancient books.

Everyone listened very carefully, including the immortal.

Although what Morton and Pallas said are different, they are legends after all.

There will definitely be some discrepancies in the stories that can be handed down, but its reference value cannot be ignored.

The gods are very familiar with each other, so their battle will eventually come to an end.

In order to relieve their loneliness, they burned the bodies of dead gods and made gifts of the unburned bones to give to the chosen heroes.

The Immortal was stunned for a moment. He felt like he had heard this story somewhere.

After the selected hero is given the relics of the gods, he will have the honor of entering the arena of the gods.

There is no concept of death there, and both heroes and gods will participate in the battle, regardless of their status.

Heroes will continue to hone their martial arts skills in countless life-and-death battles. Heroes who perform well among them will be rewarded by the gods.

This is the origin of the immortal competition.

Morton's words were filled with longing.

This legend has always existed in the land of Minos, but because there has been no undead competition for so long, many people have forgotten it.

And Morton, the Minoan heroes. Because of my obsession with fighting, I remember these legends clearly.

So, that means these sixteen warriors are equivalent to the chosen heroes?

Ansel couldn't help but ask.

Morton nodded.

The thing enshrined in the Temple of Heroes, it is said, is the key that can open the door to the arena of the gods, which is a piece of the god's bones.

Moreover, in the previous immortal competition records, many strange heroes appeared. They had no origin and no identity. However, the characteristics of some heroes can match those of heroes in ancient legends.

So, the undead competition shouldn't involve sixteen of us fighting against each other. It's most likely going to be a duel with the remaining heroic spirits in the arena.

Otherwise, the personal battle will not end today, but will continue until the only winner is determined.

In fact, Morton's analysis is quite different from Pallas's account of the undead.

Yadou took a deep breath.

The Arena of the Gods...this sounds fascinating.

Being able to fight heroes who exist in history is simply the dream of every warrior!

As soon as Morton knocked on the table, he made no secret of his desire to fight.

Recalling what Pallas had said to him two days ago, the undead man couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Although his goal is to become a champion, that doesn't mean he won't enjoy the process of fighting.

Are you chosen by heroic spirits to fight with them?

These heroic spirits are actually warriors from the Age of Terra, and they say...

Although the immortal was speechless, he was already beginning to look forward to it.

It would be really exciting to see some familiar faces.

362.Lothric Knight

After yesterday's celebration ended, there was only one day left before the opening of the Undead Competition.

Within this day, the top craftsmen in the city gathered together to provide the best maintenance services to the sixteen warriors who were qualified to be called heroes.

The craftsmen used their best skills to repair the weapons and armor of the soldiers as much as possible.

We even invited famous warlocks from the Warlock Association branch to replace parts and modify details of even the magic unit.

All these preparations are to enable the warriors to shine in tomorrow's immortal competition.

Even the god of fire is among them.

Everyone in Rhode Island, who had not seen Vulcan for a long time, naturally followed Melanza and the others to come over and say hello to Vulcan.

I heard that Mr. Battle Knight and Melantha have both entered the list of the immortal competition.

Vulcan waved to everyone and said with a smile to Melanza, who was the first to come to her.

How about it? Is the fixed knife I made for you pretty useful?

Well, it goes very smoothly. I like it very much. Thank you.

Melanza politely thanked Vulcan, and then placed the straight knife in her hand on Vulcan's workbench.

Vulcan first picked up the straight knife in his hand, pulled it out of its sheath, looked at it carefully, and then said.

There are no gaps at all, just a few more scratches... Well, you can also smell the faint smell of sword oil mixed with blood.

Kagami nodded with satisfaction.

Little Melanza, you have taken good care of this sword.

It's my duty.

Melanza subconsciously glanced at the undead man next to her, then straightened her chest.

This is your gift to me.

Why don't you go thank your teacher. Without the good materials he provided me, I wouldn't be able to build the two weapons in your hands.

Vulcan stared at the straight knife in his hand as if appreciating a work of art.

This is one of the two best weapons she has forged in her career. The other weapon is naturally the great sword in the hands of the undead.

In the current industrial system, after the growth is accelerated by the Origin Stone, it actually doesn't take much time to make a piece of equipment.

Many old-fashioned techniques have gradually become obsolete over time.

But Vulcan is different. She has not only learned modern forging techniques, but is also very interested in old-fashioned forging techniques.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to forge their weapons simply with a hammer and technology.

After all, the properties of the steel provided by the undead are too strange. If you want to use modern technology to process it, the machine cannot withstand such a violent reaction.

Putting down the straight knife in his hand, Vulcan said respectfully to the undead man standing next to Melanza.

Mr. Immortal, I'm going to trouble you again.

fine.

The undead man shook his head and raised his right hand.

A ball of pure flame appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Everyone in Rhode Island has never seen the undead use spells or miracles. But this was the first time I had seen such a clear first fire.

Seeing the first fire again, Shirter, who came with the undead man, stared at the flames.

The Lewondine sword hanging behind her also trembled slightly and reacted.

Seeing the flame in the undead palm again, the God of Fire was once again distracted by this small light.

It's really... no matter how many times I see it, I can't believe that there can be such pure flames.

Kagami sighed, not forgetting to turn on the makeshift heating furnace.

The Immortal's great sword and Melanza's straight knife were both made of steel that had been calcined by the first fire for a long time. Ordinary flames could not change them at all.

Only initial fire can soften the material slightly and allow it to be processed.

Of course, the process will not be as long as the previous forging weapons for the undead and Melantha.

Just repairs and maintenance.

However, during this period of time, idleness is idleness, and everyone will subconsciously find some topics to chat about.

Speaking of which, Miss Vulcan, have you ever heard of the Undead Competition?

While watching Vulcan repairing the weapon curiously, Kati raised her own question.

Immortal competition? Of course I've heard of it.

Vulcan nodded and said.

The battle celebration that has not been held for a long time is also the most grand battle celebration in Minos. Unfortunately, with the invasion of Sargon, this tradition was gradually lost.

When Melanza's straight knife was almost softened, Vulcan used pliers to take the straight knife out of the stove and picked up the hammer she always carried next to it.

The undead have heard the sound of this hammer striking the sword many times.

During that time, when he was maintaining the furnace for her in the Vulcan workshop, listening to the sound of the Vulcan hammering the iron ore, the undead would always think of the Fire Sacrifice Site.

When I was studying with my teacher, the teacher would often bring up the Undead Competition to talk about it.

Vulcan looked at the hammer in his hand, showing a trace of nostalgia.

The lifelong honor of a Minoan blacksmith is to be able to produce a weapon from his own hands. This weapon should follow a real hero, fight against the heroic spirits in history, and achieve glory.

Look back and see the master craftsmen here who can repair weapons for heroes.

Everyone in Rhode Island turned around and shot at the entire venue.

In fact, there are only four craftsmen in total, and Vulcan is also among them.

There are definitely many blacksmiths in Minos, but there are only four of us who are qualified to forge and maintain weapons for the heroes.

Vulcan sighed, raised the hammer in his right hand, and lightly tapped the straight knife in front of him.

The straight knife made a crisp sound.

Wow...that's amazing.

Only then did Kati realize that except for Vulcan, all the people in the venue were old men with gray beards.

The expressions on their faces were also full of pride. It seemed that being able to participate in the immortal competition was an honor.

The priests told us that there is a rigid indicator among the conditions for being selected.

The hammer in Vulcan's right hand struck twice, then stopped immediately.

Her purpose was not to re-forge it, but to listen to the sound the weapon made to see if it had been damaged internally.

At least we must use ancient methods to successfully forge a batch of weapons of good quality, and at the same time be proficient in modern forging techniques.

Vulcan nodded with satisfaction, and the sound the blade made showed that it was very healthy.

My teacher did not abandon the ancient forging method because of the popularity of modern crafts, so I have been practicing diligently. This is the reason why I can be here today to repair your equipment. And...

The God of Fire looked at the undead man who had stabilized the initial fire and penetrated into the furnace with a somewhat thoughtful look.