Ark of the Immortal

The foreman thought for a while. He was also greedy. He had only seen the recorded pictures, but he had never seen the armor inside with his own eyes.

So he waved his hand and asked the two workers to close the warehouse door, while he himself came to the wooden box.

The warehouse door was closed, and six workers responsible for transportation gathered around. They fastened the safety helmets on their heads tightly, waiting for the foreman to unlock it!

The foreman pressed the code nervously and the code lock was unlocked.

But the lid of the wooden box was also very heavy. The two workers worked together to flip the lid of the wooden box backwards.

As soon as the armor inside was revealed, everyone's breathing almost stopped.

The charred armor had cracks on the surface that were about to be damaged, but it was still strong and not broken.

There was a faint reddish glow on the gauntlet, as if it had been soaked in red paint before being burned.

And the style of the entire armor is quite different from the current knight armor. Regardless of the shape, no modern craftsmanship can be seen. But the pattern on it gives people an inexplicable sense of luxury.

Especially the circle of patterns on the top of the head looks like an iron crown, as if lying here is the corpse of a king.

"I'll be a good boy..."

One foreman's eyes widened and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, but was slapped hard by the foreman.

"No touching!"

The foreman glared at the man. He came back to his senses and admired the armor for a while with an intoxicated expression.

Then he reluctantly directed the workers to put the straw back on, and then closed the wooden lid.

"this..."

The workers were all stunned. They had never seen such a complete set of armor.

"Okay! It's time to see it. What happened today has never happened, and no one knows about it!"

The foreman hung up the combination lock again and drove the workers away.

After seeing such armor, he felt satisfied and a little uneasy at the same time.

I always feel like something big is about to happen.

After all the workers were driven away from the back door, the foreman turned back and checked the wooden boxes and combination locks.

After confirming again that there was no problem, he left.

This is something that will be sent to the auction house for those noble men to snap up! Can you not take it seriously?

That night, at midnight.

There are patrol handles outside the Donggang Warehouse. Most of these patrols are lower-level knights registered in the Knights Association. Some of them have participated in knight competitions, but they were defeated without even passing the audition.

There is no way to accumulate wealth as a knight, so you can only work odd jobs in such a place, and then train yourself silently, dreaming of one day being able to shine in the knight competition and obtain your own title.

In the No. 1 warehouse of important items in the Donggang warehouse, a wooden box began to shake.

There was a strange sound coming from the wooden box, like the crisp sound of steel colliding, but it was a bit muffled.

It seemed like someone was inside the wooden box and wanted to get out.

After shaking for a while, the wooden box stopped.

BOOM!

A sudden explosion resounded throughout the warehouse, the wooden box was blown open, and the original combination lock lost its effectiveness.

A charred figure emerged from the exploding wooden box.

Some fragments fell here and there on the blackened armor.

The entire set of armor is gradually falling apart along the original damaged lines due to human actions.

The undead stretched out his hand to extinguish the straw that burned on his body. He had just used a spell to blast open the wooden box, and his own head was a little dizzy.

"..."

The undead man was a little confused. Where was he?

I was obviously there just now...

Where was he before?

His mind was in chaos. He vaguely remembered that he had done many great things, but he couldn't remember them all now.

There are only some memories of some names and the deeds hidden behind them.

It was a mess, and the undead man was trying to sort out the things in his mind.

Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded in the warehouse, and someone was shouting outside the warehouse.

"There was an explosion in Warehouse No. 1! There was an explosion in Warehouse No. 1! Come to support!"

The undead man was a little annoyed by the sound of the alarm, and he didn't have any weapons at hand.

I looked around and saw darkness.

The undead man raised his hand, and a flame appeared in his left hand. He stood up while maintaining the flame, and the light from the flame illuminated the surrounding area.

The most important thing now is to get out of here!

After understanding what he needed to do most, he came to the wall and raised his right hand.

boom!

The heavy punch punched a hole in the wall, and the gauntlets on his arms shook due to the violent impact, and the armor all over his body was falling into pieces.

The armor was barely holding up.

The undead man circled two or three more times, smashing several more holes in several corners of the wall, then protected his head and slammed into it with all his strength.

There was another loud noise. The temporary warehouse was not that strong to begin with, and the undead man used his physical body to knock out a hole.

He finally saw the scene outside.

There are many high-rise buildings in the distance, and nearby, there are also dazzling lights shining from the sentry tower.

The undead people had no impression of this place at all, so they could only follow a way out and run outside.

As he ran, the armor on his body shattered and fell down.

After coming out of the wooden box, the fragments fell to the ground, and the undead body was gradually exposed to the air.

It can't be said to be very strong, it's still a little dry.

"There's someone over there!"

"Quick! Chase after me!"

The undead man was illuminated by the light, and the shouts of the lower knights sounded behind him.

Running all the way towards the corner, the armor on his body was completely shattered and fell off.

Only in his trouser pocket, there was still a piece of brown-gray cloth protecting the last privacy of his body.

Turning east and west, the undead stopped under a wall supported by barbed wire.

He summoned a ball of flame and struck it against the barbed wire with his hand.

The barbed wire fence was smashed open by the flames, and the broken parts melted into molten iron and dripped down the hanging wire.

The undead man, only wrapped in a piece of cloth, finally broke out of the wall and entered the streets and alleys near the port.

The next day, the foreman came to the smashed wall and the bread in his mouth fell unconsciously.

"Hey, did you know? Here in Warehouse No. 1, someone saw an armor moving and running away last night."

"real or fake?"

"Really, the warehouse was bombed, and there were fragments of the armor falling on the road. Then the armor exploded in the southeast corner, and the lower-ranking knights chasing it saw with their own eyes that the armor disappeared after the explosion."

"..."

The foreman was stunned, but his body had long been turned into a sieve.

The armor ran away and exploded? The workers might believe the stories spun by poorly guarded inferior knights.

But his boss won't believe these lies!

He needs to think carefully about what job he will find next.

And how long it will take to pay off the debt.

21. Long sword \u0026 iron shield

Three days later, in the villages surrounding Casimir.

The Immortal got up very early today, waiting for the reward for his first transaction.

Three days ago, the undead man ran out of the warehouse without any clothes on him.

Oh, except for the crotch cloth.

When trying to escape from the city of Casimir, he met two drunken knights on the road.

They clamored for a duel and insisted on finding someone to witness the game.

This kind of low-level knight will not have any followers. It's not that they are not qualified, but that they have no value in being served. They just have brute strength and have not undergone orthodox training. They just have a name in the Knights Association.

At that time, the undead people passing by were trying to sneak away, but they were caught by these two guys.

The square-headed knight shouted that he wanted the old man, the immortal man, to help them witness this duel.

The undead man was in a hurry to leave the city and originally wanted to refuse.

Unexpectedly, just as the square-headed knight was pulling him, the round-headed knight behind him stabbed his sword directly into the square-headed knight's neck.

The tip of the sword passed through the square-headed knight's throat and appeared in front of the undead.

The undead man spattered blood on his face, then looked past the square-headed knight with an unbelievable expression on his face and looked at the round-headed knight behind him.

The round-headed knight took back the long sword in his hand with a grin, then pointed it at the undead man and raised the long sword.

There is no need to say more about what happened next.

The undead man smashed the man's inferior breastplate with one punch, reached into his abdomen with his fist, and pulled out a large bunch of internal organs.

After killing the round-headed knight who wanted to attack him, he took off the square-headed knight's armor, put it on himself, and found the identity cards from the two men.

Holding the long sword hanging on his waist, the undead man used two balls of fire to dispose of the body, and then left Casimir City overnight following the signs on the road.

When leaving the city, the square-headed knight's identity card also helped the immortal.

It was not until dawn the next day that he found the first village around Casimir.

Here, the immortal bought himself an old house with the cash carried by the two knights.

This house can almost be said to be bare. There was nothing but a table and two chairs.

The next day, I helped the blacksmith in the village deal with an old man who owed him the balance for several months.

With this deal, the undead man asked the blacksmith to help him build a suitable full-body armor, as well as a long sword and a shield.

It is worth mentioning that.

When the blacksmith was measuring the body data of the undead man, he was amazed by the body of the undead man.

Don't think too much, you're not interested in the body of an immortal.

I was just surprised, how could the undead man with such a thin body manage to knock down the former intermediate knight with one punch.

Moreover, he does not have Originium crystals on his body, so he is not a patient with Originium disease.

The undead man waited at the blacksmith's door for a long time, and the blacksmith finally got up and opened the door.

"Hey, old guy, why are you here so early?"

The middle-aged blacksmith looked at the undead man with a smile and said hello to him.

"Um."

The undead man nodded. He stared at the blacksmith and said nothing.

"Don't look at me like that. I know what you want. Come in."

The undead man followed the blacksmith into the shop, where various weapons were hung on the walls.

Although none of them are very exquisite, you can see the hard work that the makers have put into them, and they are all good products.