Ark of the Immortal

It is precisely because of this that the originally intact body of the Lord of the Swarm has a vent.

The brain of the new god and the blood of the old god, which were still merging, escaped along the only gap.

Dirty and fishy blood flowed down the wound, and dirty sounds continued to escape around the blood.

This is the filthy blood created by the young god consciousness born in the body of the deep sea hunter, which polluted the entire group.

well...

Looking down at Ulbian's shriveling body, Patch sighed.

Ulbian had never believed that outsiders could stop Haihe.

He is the first deep-sea hunter to leave the dreamland, and the first deep-sea hunter to return to the dreamland again.

He tried to find the answer alone, a way to completely kill the New God.

Until he met Patch, who inspired him.

Ulbian didn't care about his end.

He is an Agor and a deep-sea hunter.

The sins caused by the Agor people should also disappear in the hands of the Agor people themselves.

This is the pride of the Agor people.

Patch still doesn't understand why there are always some people who put other things before survival.

For them, individual lives are not important, and they have more lofty ideals in their hearts.

But Ulbian gave Patch some more inspiration.

This was enough for him to think about for a long time.

Phew...well, this part of me is over.

Patch relaxed a little and turned away.

Bow to the being behind you.

Then it's up to you.

A smile appeared on her beautiful face covered by the blindfold.

The beautiful woman in black robe nodded slightly.

She stretched out her hand, and the flowing fire solidified in her hand, gradually turning into a big sword.

The sword body is twisted and shaped like a spiral.

This is a symbol born from the moment the flame began to burn, the embodiment of the First Fire.

Now, it will also lead the flame to ignite at the bottom of this extremely deep abyss.

She stepped forward.

With every step he took, there would be flames extending along the hilt towards the twisted blade.

The bright flame is like the sun, lighting up everything around it.

Until he stopped in front of the dead deep sea hunter.

Patch stared at the fire girl.

Watch as she lifts the spiral sword in her hand and pierces the deep sea hunter's body.

Completely nail him to the entire Agor.

The deep-sea hunter finally returned to the hometown he thought about day and night, and would never leave again.

Then, the flames ignited.

The Lord of the Swarm, who was clinging to the keystone, did not notice anything amiss at first.

He was still performing the fusion ritual, concentrating on shaping his new body.

In His vision, the flock would have perfect form.

That is the end of evolution and the starting point of the great ascension.

However, a feeling that had never appeared before broke into his body.

When he noticed it, the flames had already started.

The body connected to the transfer station for the blood of the old gods gradually dried up, and the flames climbed up the dry body.

It seemed like a hungry beast that regarded the body of the lord of the flock as the most delicious food.

Realizing that things were out of control, the leader of the group made a decision in an instant.

He wants to break free.

The body clinging to the keystone retracted its suction cup.

And that brand new feeling also completely touched the core of the Lord of the Swarm at this time.

It was an uncontrollable ominous premonition, accompanied by pain as if the body was being crushed inch by inch by a huge force.

It turns out that this is pain.

The loud noise attracted the attention of all the sea heirs.

They pounced on the undead faster and faster, trying to prevent the flames from getting closer to their god.

However, like moths to the flame, dead branches are thrown into the fire.

The closer these creatures received the blessing of the abyss to the undead, the more they intensified the burning of the flames.

The flowing fire splashed on the ground like liquid.

Chu Huo has never had such a rich supply of food. It excitedly displayed its power and jumped in the hands of King Xin.

The undead just waved his hand gently, and deep red flames rose up like a storm.

Spell (Chaos Storm)

He stretched out his finger and tapped it again, and the flames obeyed his power and gathered entities in the sky.

In this gradually falling Agor, it is like the newborn sun, shining brightly. After a while, it shattered and turned into a meteor.

Spell (Hotbed Collapse)

The undead can understand the basic working principle of the spell that the teacher understands by just taking a look at it.

After all, he is the Chosen One, he is fire itself.

The closer the undead come to the World Barrier, the fiercer the Lord of the Swarm's struggle becomes.

The originally mysterious and terrifying god of the deep sea understood what fear was for the first time in front of the spreading flames.

At this time, He also understood the true meaning of the warning hidden in the depths of his soul.

The power given by the abyss is also something stolen.

Now, its owner is back.

It is to be claimed together with the life of the thief.

Not caring about anything else, the body of the leader of the group was broken into two parts in an instant.

His instinct told him that he could no longer covet authority and power.

That is not His thing.

He will escape, He will return to the deep sea.

But in an instant, a great sword tore open the sea water, penetrated deeply into the core of the Lord of the Swarm, and nailed Him to the keystone.

A flaming red figure also rose from the already submerged Agor.

Agor crashed into the keystone while falling.

boom!

Even at the bottom of the sea, the sea water was evaporated in an instant, and then submerged by the sea water.

The undead held down the hilt of the sword and completely locked the body of the Lord of the Swarm.

At the same time, just below the keystone, the flames covered by the power of the abyss also started beating.

This is the response from the flames.

The swarm needs to survive. The swarm...! @% # $^ @!%$ #

The voice of the Lord of the Swarm continues to bombard the ears of the undead.

The wedge-shaped stone gradually became hot under the burning of the first fire, and these temperatures were naturally transmitted to the body of the Lord of the Group.

The ignited lower body was also reconnected with the main body of the Lord of the Swarm through Haiji's self-healing instinct.

The Lord of the Swarm had no choice but to transform his unformed body into various forms.

Tentacles, blades, giant hammers.

He bombarded the undead man who was still clinging to his body again and again, the man he ignored at first.

The body of the undead was beaten several times, but it still maintained its original appearance during the attack.

His hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, not letting the Lord of the Swarm's core break away even an inch.

On the sinking Argor, the undead man silently held down the hilt of the sword and pushed inward again, and the sword blade continued to sink into the keystone.

He had already made plans to fall into the deep sea with the Lord of the Swarm.

From the moment he embarked on the path of fighting against the abyss, he already knew what he could sacrifice.

Maybe he would sleep again at the bottom of the ocean, but that didn't matter.

The fire has been rekindled and he will return in gold and fire.

The bright flame became the only navigation beacon in the sea, falling together with the legendary city in the deep water.

All the past, representing the golden age, also completely became the dust of history with the fall of this city.

The light spot became smaller and smaller, until it turned into a little spark in the deep sea.

Even in the bottomless abyss, the flame of hope has never been extinguished.

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I don’t know how much time passed before the undead man opened his eyes.

A snowflake covered his eyes.

The undead man shook his head slightly and pushed himself up from the snow.

what happened?

The undead raised his right hand in confusion.

The clean snow clung to his armor, gradually cooling his burning body.

This was a situation that the Immortal had not expected.

Have you returned to the scroll world?

No, the scroll world has disappeared along with its own flames...

So this is Kalan?

Just when the immortal was confused and couldn't figure out the situation.

An arm patted the undead man's shoulder.

Hey, you guy, why do you like to be lazy as much as me?

The immortal was startled, and he turned his head in disbelief.

Standing behind him was a figure wearing a superior knight's suit.

It was the superior knight armor of Astra, an ancient country born in the Age of Fire.

Only nobles among the undead are eligible to be awarded this set of armor and go to Lordland, the land of kings.

And the owner of this armor finally walked into the First Furnace and threw himself into the First Fire together with the legendary Destined Immortal.

The undead man reached out and patted his helmet.