Ark of the Immortal

A small moment? A small moment?

Melanza just pushed Keob's body gently twice at first, but received no response.

Keob's hand loosened his grip on the snacks, and the bag containing the slices of meat fell to the ground, leaving debris on the ground.

Keob's breathing was gentle, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Are you asleep now?

Kati noticed something strange about Keob.

probably?

Melanza carefully inspected Keobei's body. She was breathing steadily, her expression was very calm, and the Origin Stone revealed on her body showed no signs of proliferation.

Let her sleep, maybe she was too noisy during the day.

Melanza called Cati, and the two girls carried Keobe to Melanza's little bed and covered her with a quilt.

Then he returned to the projector and continued watching the movie with Stewart and Undercher.

But Keobei, who was resting on the bed behind the four of them, frowned slightly and smacked her mouth twice.

Whispering softly.

No... stunned?

405.Light a bonfire

Not only did Scout encounter the undead, but when the undead in the dream beheaded Scout, the copy of the undead's own actions became the first difficulty that most people who entered the dream had to overcome.

Scout is fine, but the others who choose to enter the dreamland. But it's not like Scout who has enough combat experience.

Many non-elite operators in Rhode Island who needed a rest, as well as soldiers in Iberia who had fallen asleep, had just woken up from their dreams. When they were exploring the dreamland, they encountered undead people blocking their way.

Among them, there are only a few people who can pass the level of immortality.

Operators like Logos, who silently collected all the information about the undead and specially designed the Source Stone spell circle for the undead's tactics, were relatively good.

Because they discovered that there was a huge gap between the immortals in dreams and the immortals in reality.

Among them, the biggest difference is that the undead sword is no longer always flowing with flames like before.

When these operators realized this problem, the undead man in front of them became more rigid, and even the power in their hands shrank inexplicably.

Logos relied on his mysterious spells to defeat the undead. Before he even got close to the undead, he directly activated his Origin Stone skills and spells to launch an indiscriminate bombardment against the undead.

The attack template he designed using the real undead as the imaginary enemy obviously worked in front of this fake.

Logos did not surrender his first life at the hands of the undead.

After three attempts, Scout successfully defeated the undead with the small crossbow and short knife in his hand.

However, there are also some special beings who did not expect to encounter the undead as their enemies, so they chose to face the power of the undead directly.

For example, Gladia.

boom!

The big sword hit the ground, turning over more than ten centimeters of soil in the dreamland.

And Gladia's long spear aimed at this downward thrust, and stabbed straight into the undead man's eye socket.

The top of the long spear scraped against the side of the helmet, leaving a very deep dent.

Then, the undead man also raised the big sword in his hand again, stepped forward, and swung the big sword in his hand horizontally, intending to cut Gladia in front of him into two pieces.

However, Gladia did not use the spear in her hand to resist as the undead expected.

With a slight exertion on her feet, she jumped up one meter high, and the sword grazed Gladia's waist.

The long spear in Gladia's hand had already touched the undead man's armor from the side.

Then, he easily tore open the seemingly hard carapace of the undead man.

Black liquid sprayed out from the armor and flowed out along the gaps in front of Gladia's eyes, but the openings in the armor did not slowly repair like others did when facing the undead.

The weapon in Gladia's hand seems to be able to prevent the nightmare in front of her from repairing this false body.

Just like what the real undead think, warriors like Gladia will never pin their chances on defense.

They abandoned their defenses and focused wholeheartedly on how to kill the enemy.

And this fighting style also laid the foundation for their tough bodies after countless injuries.

Not only this one blow, but after Gladia hit the ground, she quickly got close to the undead man's body.

It is unimaginable that Changsha, whose weapon is longer than the sword in the hand of an undead man, would choose to attack closely.

Gladia's left hand was free, and the shank of her right hand was pressed against the undead man's waist. She clenched her left hand into a fist and punched the undead man's faceplate.

boom!

With a dull thud, the undead man's upper body leaned back, and Gladia continued to skip the undead man's body, and the handle of the long spear scratched across the armor, until the sharp blade struck again. Tear off the armor on the undead.

More black liquid slid out along the gaps in the armor, leaving a sticky trace on the ground, and something seemed to be gently swaying in the trace, trying to grow upward.

Gladia knew she couldn't delay it any longer. So after two tentative attacks, he stopped holding back.

The long spear in the hand, starting from the handle and ending at the blade, is filled with water vapor visible to the naked eye.

The water vapor seemed to be swept by the storm and gathered on the weapon. When Gladia waved her weapon, she also collected more water vapor in the surrounding air.

Every water droplet condensed on the top of the long branch turned into a sharp blade, and under the command of the storm, it rolled towards the undead man in front of him.

The undead man tried to use the big sword in his hand to resist this attack that looked like a source stone skill. But Gladia always controlled the distance in a subtle position.

In this place, Gladia's extended long spear can easily attack the body of the undead, but the sword in the undead's hand can only reach the pole of the long spear.

Until the storm and water vapor condensed into a sharp spiral in the last attack, and under Gladia's swing, it was nailed towards the undead's heart.

The spiral penetrated the undead man's heart and completely tore his body into pieces.

Black sludge and liquid suddenly exploded from the undead body.

In the sky above the camp, a dark cloud slowly dispersed, revealing golden sunlight.

The sun shines on the mud splashing everywhere, and the mud seems to be vaporized, melting in the sunlight, turning into bursts of black gas, and dissipating in the air.

The long spear in Gladia's hand was elegantly taken back behind her, her tall body stood up straight, and she looked at the puddle of mud without any emotion in her eyes.

She knew that what she had defeated was just a fake. After all, in Skadi's description, the undead's most recognizable attack method was that his flames were not attached to the sword.

And all the various Source Stone techniques that the Battle Knights would use in the legends were not used in this battle.

This fake undead man looks like an extremely bulky sword warrior. Apart from his brute strength, he has no fighting skills to be proud of.

In Gladia's eyes, only inferior warriors would be defeated by it.

But this also just confirms a fact.

That is, the dream world is indeed different from the past. It is actively collecting information about people who enter the dream world and reproducing it.

Maybe, part of the power that Gladia released when she faced the undead this time was also collected in this dream, and will appear in other people's dreams.

Her mind was still processing the changes in the dream, and the environment around Gladia was changing rapidly.

The filth, under the sunlight, turned into clouds of black gas rising into the sky.

It disappeared without a trace as if it had been purified.

And right in the center of the square, where the undead man was defeated, a bonfire appeared out of thin air.

The bottom of the bonfire was made up of countless unknown bones, and in the center of the bones was a long sword with a spiral blade.

Gladia glanced over and discovered that it was the spiral sword standing in the undead room.

The last time Gladia saw this bonfire was the moment before she left the dreamland.

Are you leaving the dreamland so soon?

Gladia was a little surprised, but she didn't feel any sign of consciousness withdrawing.

The bonfire did not burn, only a few sparks hovered on the spiral sword, like magma-like lines circling on the spiral sword.

After hesitating for a moment, Gladia stepped forward and tried to touch the top of the long sword with her hand.

Wow!

The moment Gladia's hand came close to the bonfire, a cluster of flames suddenly emerged from the pile of bones and spiraled up along the spiral sword.

In the blink of an eye, the bonfire was literally lit.

Gladia could clearly feel that the energy and strength she had just consumed seemed to return to her body at the moment the bonfire was lit.

And it seemed that there was more, something that Gladia had not noticed, that entered her body along the bonfire.

While she was marveling at the bonfire in front of her, Gladia heard footsteps from behind her.

Gladia turned back instantly, and the long spear she held in her right hand was instantly shrouded in water vapor. The storm gathered and pointed at the place where the sound came from.

The moment before the storm pierced her body, a panicked cry interrupted Gladia's thoughts of taking action.

Oh oh oh! Don't worry! I'm not that monster!

The storm suddenly stopped in front of the visitor and dissipated into the air.

Gladia remembered this voice, and her breathing became rapid in an instant.

Hey, I knew you were reasonable. After all, it's just the first time you and I have met. It's normal to be a little wary, but don't attack me. I'm a normal person.

In front of Gladia's eyes was a bald man wearing a strange windbreaker.

The smoothness on his head can almost reflect the sunlight falling in the sky back. Gladia even saw a big light bulb in a trance.

Gladia didn't intend to let this kind of thing go away just like that.

Don't act stupid, I remember your voice, how did you find me?

He did not put down the long bridge, and there was even torrent condensation on the long bridge again.

Seeing this posture, the bald man seemed to start to panic again.

He quickly put his hands together and said quickly.

I'm definitely not here to harm you. After all, even if I was wrong last time, you still found the right way, right? I didn't lie to you. I told you that this way is the right way, so that's the right way. .”

And the bald man's words were full of ups and downs. It's like being in a drama, and people can feel a little funny as soon as they listen to it.

That kick was just a professional habit... No, it's an old habit from before. When I see someone turning their back to me, I can't help but kick them out. I'm not trying to hurt you!

Seeing that the storm on Gladia's long hair seemed to be thicker, the bald man spoke quickly.

I'm sorry, I apologize to you. Seeing that you have indeed found the right path, please forgive me!

As he spoke, the bald man even knelt down with his legs and placed his hands on the ground.

Seeing the funny situation of the bald head in front of her, Gladia also slowly put down the long spear in her hand.

He was right, Gladia did find the right path with his help.

what your name?

My name is Patch, and I'm quite familiar with the situation here.

When Napachi heard that Gladia's tone seemed to have softened, he immediately changed his face.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were almost narrowed into slits, and his tone of voice became oily.

As an apology, I can be your guide and help you while you are still in this dream.

Of course, there must be a charge for this kind of service. What is the specific price? We'll tell you later. There's no rush now, right?

The more Gladia heard it, the stranger it became.

Why would a strange character like this Patch appear in this kind of dream?

But the key thing is that Patch did help Gladia. Otherwise, Gladia would directly pierce Patch's head with a spear.

Um...

While Gladia was still examining Patch, Patch had already gotten up from the ground.

He chuckled and squatted down against the side of the square, which had now been turned into a decorated vehicle.

Spread your legs apart and place your hands on your knees. His movements were like those of a gangster, but there was no sense of violation on his body.