Ark of the Immortal

The doctor's left arm couldn't stop shaking. This was something he had stolen based on the characteristics of the Son of the Abyss.

More and more silt flows out of the widening breach.

The cracks in the space continued to expand, and even the undead dared not step forward to attack the mud.

At the end of the road, eyes full of darkness.

Everyone knows that their resistance has come to the final part.

Behind Gladia is the stairwell to the tenth floor, and they have no chance to stop the movement of the silt aggregate.

However, Gladia heard footsteps.

She wanted to look back, but found that she couldn't.

All the muscles in his body seemed to be completely frozen, and not even a single muscle bundle would obey his response.

Only then did Gladia realize that not only her, but everything in front of her seemed to have stopped moving.

Time and space were frozen here, the doctor's shaking hands stopped instantly, and everyone's figures stopped in place.

Except three people.

Immortal, Melanza, and Cyob.

The footsteps sounded regularly from the stairwell, getting closer and faster.

By the time the undead man and Ceob Melanza wanted to look back, the footsteps had already reached the undead man's side.

A hand patted the undead man's shoulder.

Look back.

The undead man turned around, and a shadow flashed before his eyes. But he soon noticed the person behind the shadow.

Skadi.

Skadi ran out of the stairwell, her sword still in her hand, but she looked very anxious.

After seeing the undead man, her eyes lit up and she ran towards the undead man.

The undead man only felt that there was something familiar hiding on Skadi, getting closer and closer to her.

Skadi came to the undead man and took out something from his pocket.

This is what the fire girl asked me to give to you!

The immortal lowered his head and reached out to take the bottle from Skadi's hand.

Just beside the undead man, a hand was placed on the doctor's shoulder.

The doctor's body was freed from the confinement of space.

He seemed to have lost all strength and almost fell on his side.

Fortunately, an arm held his armpit, giving him some support.

Steaming mist emerged from the gaps in the doctor's hood.

He gasped and laughed.

Ha...hahaha...I thought you would be later.

That's not my style, although I'd really like to stay longer.

Kelsey's voice was serious and serious.

If you could hold on a little longer, I wouldn't mind talking to her more about your predicament.

Then forget it, I'm too tired...Phew.

The doctor just leaned on Kelsey, and Kelsey didn't care.

She even put an arm around the doctor's waist, holding him in position so that he could support himself and stand firm.

The doctor gasped for a while, and then slowly lowered his left hand that was supporting him in front of him.

The stolen things are not pleasant to use, so then... I'll leave them to you.

The doctor murmured.

Get some sleep, I'll first...

Before the doctor could finish speaking, he closed his eyes and passed out.

The doctor's head hit Kelsey's head.

Kelsey's face was expressionless.

It wasn't until the doctor's body turned into sparks and disappeared into the dream that Kelsey faced the crack.

She raised her hand and moved her fingers slightly.

Like a god, all traces of the collapse shrank back along the original lines.

And those dream corridors that had been destroyed were spliced ​​back bit by bit according to the trajectory when they were destroyed.

Time is reversed here, and the dream gradually returns to its original state under the instructions of the master who belongs exclusively to the subdimensional world.

This is the power that belongs to Theresia.

Mon3tor opened the bonfire passage in time, and with the help of Skadi who came to help, Kelsey and Nightmare Theresia threw themselves into the flames pouring in from outside the dream.

Under Skadi's witness, Kelsey became one with Nightmare in the furnace on the tenth floor through the protection given by the talent of the hero's soul fragment in Theresia's remaining consciousness.

With the power of the bonfire, Kelsey successfully stole this dreamland from the hands of the gods.

Now, she makes the rules of this dreamland.

The protection that originally belonged to the Lord of Dreams was also withdrawn from the silt aggregate by Kelsey.

But even so, Kelsey didn't have enough power to kill it.

Just like the Lord of Dreams cannot kill himself, Kelsey cannot deal a substantial blow to the creatures in the dream.

But there is one person who can.

Snapped!

With a snap of fingers, everyone's bodies regained their ability to move again.

Holy shit...

Greyhound, who saw all this in his eyes, couldn't help but be shocked by what Kelsey did.

Kelsey just turned sideways and bowed her head respectfully to the people around her.

Kelsey, who recovered her memory, chose to surrender to the person beside her.

She will no longer dwell on Theresia's death.

Because Kelsi knew that what Theresia expected was coming true one by one.

Lord Ashes.

Calling out his name respectfully, Kelsey lowered her head.

Just then I saw an empty bottle, which was thrown to the ground by the adult in front of me.

A little bit of flowing liquid splashed out from the bottle wall, melting the hard corridor floor of Alk's ship in the blink of an eye.

That was the treasure that belonged to the immortal people in the Age of Fire.

element bottle

It contains the essence from the campfire and is a concentrated manifestation of flame energy. It has an extremely high temperature and is not a prop that ordinary people can use.

Since ancient times, the undead have always traveled between bonfires, and the element bottle is an indispensable recovery item for them when traveling, carrying the power of the bonfire.

Perhaps, what is in that bottle is not lava, but the longing for hometown.

Now, the liquid in the element bottle has been emptied.

Its immortality has been stripped away by me, so I'll leave you with the rest.

Kelsey made a respectful request to the undead.

Um.

The undead responded.

He once again grasped the sword behind him.

This time, the originally weak body was filled with the power of the flames.

Just holding the hilt of the sword, there is substantial flow of fire flowing on the sword.

The rusted and damaged armor was once again covered with traces of lava and flames.

Set against the blackened steel, it looks like a demon returning from hell.

There is no gap between dreams and dreams. The dream that is completely penetrated by the bonfire can no longer isolate the first fire.

When the flames ignited on the undead body, everything had come to an end.

Accompanied by raging flames and exploding lightning, the filth will be invisible.

This long dream finally came to an end after the last trace of silt was swallowed up by the first fire in the silt aggregate.

After a long silence.

It was Greyhound who was the first to question.

it's over?

He rubbed his eyes.

Temporarily. But we'll talk about other things when we get back.

It was Kelsey who responded to him.

Kelsey turned around and looked at the people behind her

Now, it's daybreak.

442. The sunrise has not come yet

woke up?

Greyhound opened his eyes, and the first sound he heard was W coming from beside him.

W, like him, was lying on the hospital bed, his body covered with bandages, then he carefully turned his head and smiled at the greyhound.

That smile was very ugly. After all, no one would want a guy with bandages all over his body to expose his lips and eyes.

Fuck...what's wrong with you?

Greyhound was frightened by W's smile. He subconsciously tried to push himself up to sit up, but found that his body seemed to be tied to his lower abdomen by something, and his movement to sit up was restricted, making him very uncomfortable.

Watching the greyhound struggling on the bed, W smiled even more happily.

But she still reminded.

Don't move around. Neither of us are in a suitable state to move around. Oh, by the way, this is what Kelsey said.

Kelsey?

Greyhound was stunned for a moment. Only then did he have time to look at his surroundings.

They were no longer in that shabby village. Instead, they came to a makeshift house made of stone.

Next to the greyhound, there are various surgical props placed on iron carts.

The blood stains on it had just been cleaned, but it was definitely not usable.

Greyhound looked at his abdomen again. There were obvious traces of blood oozing out, which meant that he had undergone an operation that he didn't even know about.

Are we meeting up with Kelsey and the others?

Greyhound obviously hadn't figured out his situation yet. He could only use force to lean his body a little closer to the pillow.

How did you get here?

Rapp woke up and turned into Patch.

? Greyhound tilted his head as he was confirming the authenticity of W's words.