Ark of the Immortal

"Hahaha! I can't run away now!"

A group of infected people emerged from nowhere, holding blunt weapons and surrounding the convoy.

He was wearing shabby clothes, and smooth Originium crystals were exposed in places that were not covered by the clothes.

The guards rushed out and surrounded their employer's vehicle to protect it.

Although they faced only a group of less than ten infected people, these guards were enough to eliminate them within a few minutes.

But the shouts behind him were getting closer.

Those infected thugs are already catching up!

15. Wounds, deep enough to show bone

"Charge! Rush into the upper city! Make those nobles pay the price!!"

"Death, death! Everyone must die! If we can't survive, you will be buried with us!"

The crazy wave of infected people are all infected people who have been driven to lose their minds by the disease and riots.

Armed with weapons and Molotov cocktails, they burned and killed people along the way.

driving every Victorian citizen wherever they went, like themselves, to the same end.

This riot, which was clearly behind the scenes, brought not only the suffering of the people, but also a challenge to Victoria's rules and regulations.

This wave of riots started by thoughtful people spread far and wide this night.

And in this wave, a black stone moved forward with the wave and rushed through the entrance of the upper city.

Victoria's security forces were fighting with the infected people on the roadside. On this wide road, there were corpses everywhere, mixed with Victoria's security forces and the infected people who started the riot.

After death, these infected people still launch their endless revenge on everything around them.

Their bodies are the largest source of Originium Disease infection.

If it is not cleaned up in time, within a period of time, the area will become an impassable forbidden road, and those Originium crystals will explode and turn into pervasive Originium dust.

But the immortal has no energy to care about them. His current goal is to find his disciples.

That little girl from the Philin tribe, that little Melanza who always politely calls herself teacher.

He vaguely remembered that Melanza lived nearby, and there was a road leading directly to a villa area.

But now the roads in the villa area are full of infected thugs who are beating, smashing, robbing and burning.

They lit the crudely prepared Molotov cocktails in their hands, threw them into the garden, dug in from the backyard, and forced the nobles inside to come out.

Use the sharp weapon in your hand to pierce the hearts of those nobles and end their lives with your own hands.

The undead originally didn't want to pay attention to the infected people. He just wanted to confirm Melantha's safety.

But his attire in black robes was already conspicuous enough, not to mention the sound of his armors clashing with each other as he ran.

An infected person was stimulated by the sound and knocked the wooden stick in his hand on the undead body.

The undead man turned around and slashed, pulling off the guy's head.

Blood spurted out, causing the infected people around to quickly notice this alien that did not belong to them.

"There's a guy over there who dares to resist!"

"Rush up and kill him!"

"Come here, everyone! This guy is difficult to deal with!"

The Immortal's sword can render an infected person incapable of fighting.

Once the infected people come to the undead, they will be immediately chopped away by the rusty sword in his hand, losing their combat effectiveness.

There were more and more shouts around, and the undead man also withstood several blunt force attacks.

Under the ravages of Originium Disease, they will suffer mentally and physically. But some aspects may be specialized, such as strength or spells.

Although the undead can ignore many attacks, there are simply too many of them.

There is simply no way to kill them all!

When an infected person is split open, another infected person will rush up.

If the undead wants to move forward, there will be infected people who will hold on to the undead's black robe. Then immediately hammers, swords, and Molotov cocktails hit the undead man.

Bang bang bang!

The undead man's armor suffered several attacks, adding two new marks.

The Molotov cocktail shattered on the undead body, and the ignited liquid flowed into the interior of the armor along the gaps in the armor.

The entire armor seemed to be burned by fire, with fire emitting from the inside.

Pain is a rare occurrence in the undead's senses.

But it was nothing but burning.

Flames emerged from the gaps in the armor, and soon stopped burning because oxygen could not enter the armor in time.

But in this round of attacks, more infected people came around.

"Quick! He's burning up! He can't hold it anymore!"

"He's still wearing a big iron helmet! Is this guy so afraid of death? Hahaha, let me crush him!"

Surrounded by countless shouts and curses, the infected came to the undead one after another.

But the undead man was like a calm lake, still silent.

"..."

The one who responds to the infected is always the rusty sword in his hand, or his fist that can knock the infected several meters away with one punch.

It was like a meat grinder that made no sound, quietly tearing apart all flesh and blood that came close to it.

But even machines will run out of power one day.

The control of the body is getting worse day by day, and the current immortal has become weak to an incomprehensible level.

Compared with when he first woke up, he could cut several people in half with just one swing. Nowadays, it is also necessary to look carefully before striking hard.

Although for people in the Terra world, he is already an extremely powerful warrior.

But in his vague memory, he shouldn't be so weak.

It was as if the source of power had been pulled away, and even his thinking began to slow down.

Standing still on both feet, the undead used his weak body to crush any flesh and blood that dared to come close.

He raised his tired, dry eyes and looked into the distance, towards the road filled with fire and infected people.

The black sky reflected the flames burning the house, and more infected people turned their attention to themselves and raised their weapons towards themselves.

But for him, it was wounds, fatigue, and pain. This is no reason to stop.

On that road, there was another child waiting for him, waiting for him to use the sword in his hand to protect her safety.

She hired herself with five gold coins to teach her fighting skills, but only because of the short teaching every weekend, she treated him, a long-dead wandering soul, with the same respect as a teacher.

In the immortal's mind, those who cherish him must protect this rare relationship with his sword and shield.

Besides, after receiving a gift from his apprentice, he, as a teacher, has yet to give out his own gift in return.

The undead man resolutely took a step forward towards the endless crowd.

Step forward and slash downward!

At the end of this road, Melanza's family fell into a life crisis.

A group of infected people who entered the upper city first blocked their retreat.

The blunt weapon in his hand was aimed at the guards hired by Melanza's family and attacked them.

"Break through the protection of those guards! Our target is the nobles inside!"

"eye for eye!!"

The guards are all experienced warriors. Faced with most of the infected who have no combat experience and only have brute strength, in most cases they can easily kill the infected with the sword in their hands.

But after killing one, another infected person rushes over. These infected people are like bugs emerging from an insect nest, endless.

After Melanza's father experienced the last attack, he paid special attention to security work.

After returning home, his father immediately replaced a group of guards, selecting the most experienced ones from retired veterans and strong security personnel to protect himself, his wife, and his daughter's lives. Safety.

But even if all of these guards are good players, it will still be very difficult to face endless infected people.

Especially since each of these infected people is desperate for their lives. If you hurt them once, they will swing their weapons and hit you on the head regardless of the pain.

The guards were also under tremendous pressure, and the guard captain also came to the car of Melantha's family.

"Master! We can't stay here any longer! I'll protect you to another car! You go first!"

"Can't you deal with these thugs?!" the father asked in panic.

"There are too many of them. With just this few manpower, the thugs will rush over after a while!"

The guard captain reluctantly expressed his difficulties.

My father immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

He got out of the car first, protected Melantha's head, took Melantha out of the car, and then helped his wife get out of the car.

"Let's go! Let's go to the other car!"

Melanza hugged her mother tightly, but as a teenager, seeing these killing scenes, she couldn't stand such bloody scenes at all.

Moreover, Melanza was not in good health. She had just been hit twice in the car and now she just felt dizzy.

It happened that at this time, an energy bomb passed through the gap in the crowd and exploded under the feet of Melanza and others.

"Xiao Mei!"

As his father screamed, the family was blown apart. In panic, his father grabbed his mother and protected her head. He also hit the car behind him that could no longer move.

Melanza's body flew out, landed heavily on the ground, and rolled around again before stopping.

The most terrible thing is that it was this moment that brought Melanza to the guard who was fighting the infected.

He was originally concentrating on dealing with the infected people who were guarding him. When he saw Melanza, who was only a few meters away from him, his already red eyes showed a hint of madness.

He gave up his defense and threw himself straight at Melanza.

Melanza was struggling to get up from the ground. As soon as she looked up, she saw a desperate infected person rushing toward her.

The infected person stretched out his arm covered with Originium crystals toward her, and his nails were dotted with purple-black crystals.

Melanza's long-term training finally bore fruit.

She subconsciously pushed herself hard on the ground, pushed herself to stand up immediately, and stepped back with her feet.

His right arm subconsciously blocked his face.

boom!

The guard captain responded very quickly! An iron rod hit the infected person on the head.

The infected man's eyes darkened, he looked at the nobles who were within easy reach, and using his last strength, he stretched out his arm forward.

laugh...

"No!"

The mother cried out in pain.

And the infected person finally fell to the ground helplessly.

A drop of blood fell along the arc of the arm, dripping next to the fingers of the infected person's outstretched right hand.

The sudden pain made Melanza sit on the ground with a dazed look on her face.

On the forearm, which was as white as suet, a wound was opened by sharp nails.

Blood gushed out from the hideous wound, and the bones were visible deep inside.

16. Farewell gift