Ark of the Immortal

After a long silence, the undead opened his mouth, somewhat awkwardly.

As agreed, I won the immortal competition.

The fire girl looked up, her eyes were obviously covered by the blindfold, but the undead man could feel her eyes falling on him, and he was reluctant to leave.

I didn't, Chi...?

The fire girl stretched out her hand, gently pressed his lips, and then hooked her hands around the neck of the hero in front of her.

As if her finely carved lips curled up in an arc, a smile called happiness spread across her face for the first time.

Welcome back, Lord Ashes.

The answer is not what was asked.

But it was the answer the immortal wanted most.

He tightened the waist he held closer to himself.

Well, I'm back.

379.Two positions

The war is over.

When the source in the sacrificial site was used as firewood and ignited, the abyssal power of the entire heroic world was like the sun shining on snowflakes, rapidly dissolving.

It itself is an anchor point for the reflection of the abyss into the present world, especially a small world like the world of heroes.

Once the beacon is lost, the Abyss Nest cannot be stably solidified here.

As the Abyss Nest gradually faded away, the entire small world quickly melted and returned under the sweep of the First Fire.

The Spiral Sword has returned to the hands of the destined hero, and the Undead Arena, which was born with the Spiral Sword as the starting point, will naturally return to the embrace of the First Fire.

Here, the heroic spirits who have been fighting forever get a chance to breathe. They will drink wine together and share the fruits of victory in the world of First Fire.

So, the war is over?

Flit looked at the Abyss Nest gradually fading away from the ground, and the original quagmire under his feet also turned into dry yellow sand.

Just like in a dream, he was originally in a desperate situation, and even he had the will to die.

But the sudden appearance of a large number of new heroic spirits saved the battle, and they also saw the malevolent man named Abyss recede with his own eyes.

This kind of experience really made him unable to accept it immediately.

It's over for now, just for now.

The knight named Oscar stretched out his hand to support the old knight and said.

However, we still have a war with the abyss that we have to escape. That is not something we can avoid.

Flit nodded, he also felt that it was not right to end like this.

However, he really had no idea about the inevitable war that Oscar mentioned.

A warrior wearing heavy plate armor came from behind Flit, with a small funny sun tattooed on his chest.

That's not just your business, it's all of ours. At least now, you can have a good rest.

Yo, Brother Suo.

Oscar greeted the knight.

All these friends here will go back with us?

Solar shook his head, his tone sounding a little regretful.

Although that woman very respectfully used her own power to wrap the spiral sword, so that it could avoid being consumed by the wear and tear of time even when the first fire disappeared. But the spiral sword itself has been broken to an extreme. Most of the heroic spirits fighting here only have consciousness at the last moment.

In other words, the Spiral Sword can only ensure that their consciousness will not disappear during this war. But too many heroic spirits have been worn out in the long war, and their strength is no longer enough to support their return to the First Fire.

Oscar nodded, he also guessed the ending. Otherwise, logically speaking, the spiral sword itself can be regarded as a symbol of the first fire. How could it be spread by the abyss, or even find a loophole to try to control it?

But if you think about it, there are several heroic spirits with complete consciousness who are qualified to return to the First Fire with us.

Solar reached out and patted the knight named Flit on the shoulder.

Have a good rest after you go back...I forgot to ask, do you like the snowfield?

Flit was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would be asked this question at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, Flit nodded slightly.

It's... not bad. I should like it.

Listening to their exchanges, would you go to another place?

What is going on? Is this the legendary Hall of Valor? Obviously he has already died once.

As long as you don't hate it, you will live there for a long time from now on!

Solar said with a smile.

While he was communicating with Flit, the Wendigo and Slave Knight on the other side, who had originally planned to chase the abyss and kill them, also dragged their bodies back.

The dark soul fire in Gale's body gradually faded away, and his figure seemed to have shrunk in size. He was hunched over and walking like an ordinary old man.

Patriots, on the other hand, are still the same, straightening their backs and unwilling to bend down.

These things make me remember.

said the patriot.

That person has been fighting against these things?

Yes, from the past, to the present, and to the future. This is an endless war between him and the abyss.

Solar nodded.

The red light in Patriot's eyes slowly faded, and his condition became better controllable under the suppression of Chu Huo.

This also made his thinking gradually active.

So, where is he?

It's inside.

Solar pointed to the sacrificial site behind him.

I should be communicating with that lady...well...I can't say.

Miss?

Patriot's tone obviously rose, as if he was curious.

He also has this kind of temper, a woman?

Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense! Although, although my brother is indeed a bit more straight-tempered, it has nothing to do with him.

When Oscar heard the words of the patriot, he couldn't help it.

When the three of us were together and his humanity was fully restored, he was not what he is now. At that time, he was indeed a heroic embryo. Maybe it was the second trip that no one knew about that made him even more silent.

I did not mean that.

The Patriot's words were a bit strange. He glanced at the sacrificial hall and then at Solar, but hesitated to speak.

Solar sighed and shook his head at the Patriot.

Give up. I know you are also concerned about your daughter's life-long affairs, but...ah. But you can't win, you can't win.

Even Gale just nodded beside him.

The old man didn't seem to like talking. He hardly talks except when he is with his little master.

But it was rare that he expressed his opinion at this moment.

Miss, I speak very highly of that lady.

The patriot listened to the two people talking here and wanted to struggle, but in the end he remained silent.

Even Gale said so, so forget it.

It can only be said that heroes from ancient times do have special charm.

It's just a pity.

The patriot sighed and looked at the sacrificial site over there.

The sacrificial site has returned to its original appearance, simple and solemn. Exactly the same as in the immortal's memory.

Then let's go.

When Solar saw that everyone was fine, he clapped his hands.

Going home, friends!

...

When the immortal returned to the living world, he opened his eyes and saw the priest guarding the door.

The priest sat on the wooden stool, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he didn't get enough sleep.

Hearing the footsteps of the undead walking forward, the priest opened his eyes.

Hmm...Eh?! Mr. Battle Knight!

The undead man asked calmly.

How long has it been?

Ah, seven days have passed since you entered the maze of sacred objects. Although the sacred objects have gone silent, you haven't come out yet. We don't dare to handle the sacred objects at this time.

After the priest saw the undead man, he said excitedly.

Thanks to your blessing, the immortal competition has ended successfully. Now the holy object has slept peacefully. The high priest has been waiting for you to come out. Do you want to see him now?

The undead man seemed not to have thought that it would take him a full seven days to get in and out.

Where are those heroes?

Oh, you mean the heroes who went in with you?

said the priest.

They came out on the day they entered the sacred object and have left now. Speaking of which, your disciples also walked out of the sacred object. We did not make it difficult for the two ladies and let them leave. Guests from Rhode Island We have left Jasenus a few days ago, and it is said that the high priest has a message for you.

The undead man nodded slightly.

It was right to think about it. If they stayed in the Spiral Sword for so long, then they should have received the doctor's order and had to leave.

Take me to the high priest.

Under the leadership of the priest, the undead left the underground facility containing the sacred objects.

In fact, the distance between the underground and the ground is not as far as imagined. The place where the spiral sword fragments are actually placed is only separated by a corridor from the iron door that the undead had walked into once before.

The fog gate complicates all this, and it can also be regarded as a protective measure for the spiral sword itself.

After passing through the underground corridor of the Temple of Heroes, the undead quickly returned to the surface.

When the priests who were working around saw the undead coming out of the underground, they all saluted or said hello to the undead very seriously.

The immortals nodded in response.

It seems that after the immortal competition, everyone has a lot to do.

Finally, the undead saw the high priest in the reception room.

The last guest had just walked out of the reception room, and the high priest was about to take a sip of tea when he heard footsteps again and looked up.

Only then did he realize that he was actually an immortal.

Mr. Battle Knight? You're out!

The high priest's face suddenly became surprised, and he quickly stood up and came to the undead man to greet him.

The undead man just waved his hand, indicating that he did not need such courtesy.

The high priest then sat down again.

The priest who led the undead bowed and exited, leaving only the undead and the high priest in the reception room.

Seven days have passed and you finally came out. Does this mean that the holy object has been stolen by you?