Ark of the Immortal

Because her teacher is Dr. Kelsey, and Dr.

"That would be too bad."

Linguang paused for a moment, then she couldn't help but speed up her pace and said.

"We must withdraw from the coverage of natural disasters. There are still many of us who are not infected, and the doctor's current state may not be able to withstand a natural disaster."

"I know."

At this moment, Ace blocked the shield in front of him. He raised his left hand and gestured in the air to stop all the team members behind him.

"But it looks like someone doesn't want us to leave."

In the fog in front of them, a group of heavily armed infected people silently broke through the fog and blocked the evacuating Rhode Island team.

It is hard to imagine that the integration movement would have such heavily armed troops.

They all wore white long hooded clothes, their faces were covered with masks, and they held different weapons in their hands.

But what really makes people think that they are regular troops is their attitude when facing the people of Rhode Island.

No one was excited to rush forward, just like an ordinary infected person who had a long-standing grudge, spreading his resentment against everything. Instead, they stood calmly in rows, just like sergeants on a real battlefield, waiting to give orders.

"Amiya, the Linguang team should protect the doctor, and the others should prepare to be the first to resist the impact!"

At this moment, Ace reacted the fastest and issued an order in a very short time, turning the originally linear team into a fan-shaped defensive lineup in a few seconds, protecting the doctor and Amiya. in.

Their mission is to protect the doctor from leaving. As long as this goal can be achieved, everyone will give everything they have.

Linguang also raised the small shield on his arm. The small shield unfolded again with a crisp mechanical sound and turned into a middle shield covering half of his body. As Linguang pressed the unfolding button, the warhammer in his right hand popped out from the front. Two iron blocks, surrounded by an energy-covered force field to increase the intensity of the blow.

From somewhere in front, as if in the mist, or from behind the queue, a clear whistle sounded.

This sound is the beginning of the battle.

As if a switch had been collectively pressed, the infected raised their weapons and rushed towards the first line of defense formed by Team Ace.

Amiya also heard the sound, but just when she was about to shout out and give her direction.

boom! !

There was thunder on the ground, and the explosion made almost everyone stop subconsciously, looking for the source of the sound with a confused expression.

In everyone's sight, it seemed as if even his eyes were burned, leaving only a trace of pure gold.

The dazzling gold condensed into a headless and tailless spear in an instant. The whole body was forged by thunder and lightning without any impurities.

The warrior in armor concentrated, held the thunder gun in his right hand, aimed at the direction he had just determined, and threw it with one shot!

Miracle (Thunder Gun)

Like lightning piercing the night sky, thunder and flash appeared on the battlefield at the same moment.

It was fleeting, leaving only a roaring echo lingering.

The thunder gun that pierced the fog was submerged in the side of the crowd, and then exploded in the low building.

She saw a black figure flash out from the penetrated wall, escaping in embarrassment from a position where she thought she would not be discovered.

"Mr. Immortal!"

Linguang looked back and shouted.

"I know, leave it to me."

Before Lin Guang finished speaking, the immortal man took off the giant sword behind him and said.

"You guys, protect me, doctor."

"It's your duty!"

Linguang raised the unfolded middle shield and protected Amiya and the doctor behind him.

The undead man jumped up from Rhode Island's formation with confidence, and aimed at the formation rushing towards the Integration Movement in mid-air.

Sizzling...

On his body, the flowing electric light shines like a god, and the giant sword held high in one hand is full of breathtaking brilliance.

Then, with a crash, the giant sword in his right hand also drew a dazzling arc in front of him.

It was like a ball lightning exploded close to the ground. The falling shock wave shook away all the flesh and blood bodies at the landing point. The sound of thunder alone made people sway, even if they wanted to stand firmly on the ground, they had to do something. Less than.

The undead are actually quite annoying right now.

I originally thought of evacuating to save someone, but I didn't expect so many things happened along the way.

Fortunately, the people I met were more interesting than the last. First, Shuangxing was a rebel, and then W was able to kill even himself in order to achieve his goal.

But until now, there are still people standing in front of them, which makes the undead a little angry.

The doctor just said half of what he said, even if he is unconscious, he still has to be the Riddler, and now someone wants to delay the time for the undead to learn the truth.

Therefore, he will not hold back.

This was the purpose of his coming to Qicheng, and there was nothing that could prevent him from getting the answer.

After pausing on the ground for less than a second, the armor made of steel took its own steps and charged towards the formation of the integrated movement.

From a distance, it looked like a black stone rushing into the white waves, as if it was about to hit the stone with an egg, but it never occurred to me that the stone would stir up a thousand waves.

With countless severed limbs and blood flying into the sky, the undead wielding giant swords truly charged into the enemy's formation at random.

The roaring thunder and lightning scattered all the idiots who dared to wave weapons against him, and the strong body knocked away all the weaklings who dared to stand in front of him.

But he didn't want to deal with these guys, but to catch the guy hiding in the building giving orders.

And his eyes never let go of the mysterious person who leaked a hint of his own aura in his perception.

After breaking through the last layer of defense in the formation, in front of them was an empty street and a black shadow running fast.

The undead's eyes pierced the man's figure, then he bent his knees and swung the sword in his right hand to his side.

It was like the eternal god opened his eyes and raised his right hand as proof of God to send down divine punishment.

At that moment, thunder and lightning flashed under the undead man's feet, boosting his speed to an incredible level and causing a loud explosion.

boom!

The black shadow that was escaping trembled all over after hearing the loud noise, and then an endless desire to survive arose from the bottom of its heart.

As blessed as his soul, he rushed toward the open door beside him.

Just when she rolled on the ground, an endless tingling sensation appeared in her vest.

The chill that rose from her tailbone to her head made her understand clearly. If it hadn't been for this roll just now, I'm afraid she would be dead now.

So, with the full support of adrenaline, she quickly got up from the ground and staggered into the house next to her.

There was nothing to think about except running for his life.

The fear of the strong made her completely give up all thoughts of executing orders. It would be better to say that facing such a powerful enemy, the leader's order to her was just to die.

The undead sheathed his sword and turned around. Sensing that his target was fleeing, he chased after him without thinking.

The steel hit the wall, directly knocking the old wall apart, bringing with it billows of dust, like an evil beast chasing its prey.

If you want to take action against the most ferocious prey in the world, you must have the awareness to become the prey yourself!

On the other side, before the undead people left, they left an important period of breathing time for everyone, allowing them to quickly adjust from the posture of moving forward with all their strength to the state of responding to the enemy.

The team led by Ace was like a wall made of D32 steel, effectively blocking the impact of the integration movement, and even pushing back the integration movement rushing towards them by a few points.

"Always pay attention to retreating, staying close to your teammates, and don't be pulled out of formation!"

Amiya also quickly entered the state. The energy bombs flying out of her hands hit the scattered infected people who rushed in from the flank of Team Ace, overturning the body of the incoming person.

The team led by Linguang is the barrier that protects the doctor.

Lin Guang was seen blocking the front. She smashed the warhammer in her hand to the ground, and activated her Origin Stone skills from the Origin Stone circuit embedded in her armor.

A clear white-gold light appeared from her body, and the Origin Stone skills passed down from generation to generation by the Linguang family shone on the companions around her, dispelling the numbness of the impact they had received, and restoring their physical strength consumed by running all the way.

The person standing here is not Margaret, Casimir’s shining knight.

Instead, as part of the "Apostles", the operators who joined Rhode Island came to visit.

It is her duty as a heavily armored knight to protect her companions behind her.

She raised her shield to block the sword coming at her, and then struck back with her warhammer.

No one can harm her partner behind her, unless they step over her immobile body!

The deserted streets of Chernobog echoed with the sound of thunderous explosions.

Lightning spears constantly hit the ground behind the runner, pebbles flying and lightning scattered in all directions.

But the running black shadow has no one to talk to about the bitterness in its heart.

The Mist Source Stone skill that she was originally proud of seemed to have completely lost its effect at this moment.

Even if I look back, I can't find the other party's location. But the pursuer seemed to have placed a locator on her body, always able to accurately capture her position.

The leader said that those guys must be completely kept in Chernobog.

Originally, I was still confident, thinking that they were just a group of rats that only moved forward in the shadows.

Where is the mouse? ! This is clearly a lion!

Now it seems that it is not the other party who wants to stay in Chernobog completely, but rather himself.

Every dodge was like making a deal with the God of Death, sacrificing a point of his lifespan.

The tingling feeling in the back never stopped, and the scout's mobility was like a joke in front of the armored monster.

Her breathing was extremely rapid, but even so, she did not dare to interrupt her Origin Stone skills, for fear that he would come to her side in the next second and smash her into flesh with his big sword like a door panel. Sauce.

Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck! !

Seriously, why did you suffer such a crime? !

Just as the Kingslayer was thinking about all this, another spear flew from behind her.

The spear passed through the Kingslayer's head, taking away part of her hair and the top of her black hood.

Even though it was just the aftermath, she couldn't help but her teeth began to tremble.

His body, which was almost exhausted, surged with strength at this moment, and he continued to turn a corner and ran out.

He looked really embarrassed as he ran away while cursing his luck.

But the undead man was also a little curious. The Origin Stone skills were indeed all kinds of strange. The mist not only had the effect of blocking his sight, but also caused a slight deviation in his perception of direction. Otherwise, I wouldn't have chased him for so long, always hanging behind the black figure.

Just when the undead man was not going to waste his time like this, his ears caught other sounds.

In the immortal's perception, a familiar breath and several unfamiliar breaths came in at the same time.

After thinking for less than half a second, the undead man waved his hand and once again condensed a spear made of thunder and lightning. He locked on the black figure running in the fog and threw it with force. Then he stopped checking the guy's status and turned to support. This familiar friend.

The escaping black figure originally thought that the other party was no longer pursuing him. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he immediately heard a sizzling sound coming from behind him.

The pupils suddenly dilated, and the runaway twisted her body in an extremely irregular way, changing her position, and then she could barely dodge the thunder gun that could have penetrated her.

But even so, the aftermath tore a large piece of flesh and blood on her thigh, and the wound was so deep that the bones were visible.

The whole body lost its balance and rolled several meters on the ground, and then crashed into a garbage bin on the roadside.

The second before she lost consciousness, the Kingslayer lay in the trash can involuntarily, feeling the numbness and pain and muscle spasms in her thighs. She gritted her teeth and sighed.

"Grass..."

Then he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Turning the corner, the undead man rushed towards the perceived location.

As he rushed out of the alley, the scene on the street was reflected in his eyes.

The woman with black hair and golden eyes struggled to resist the attacks of her pursuers, and there were already several scars on her body. But the pursuer persisted and continued to attack her.

Although she knew she had spied something incredible, the subsequent blow left her with no chance to tell the person she should tell this information.

He was chased from near the camp all the way here. Even the mercenaries who have experienced hundreds of battles can hardly support their somewhat broken physical condition.

Taking a deep breath, he prepared to use the dagger in his hand to try one last time to see if he could turn back and kill the pursuers, or at least replace one.

Just when she was about to turn around, she caught a figure in the corner of her sight.

Gray-black armor, figure covered by a black cloak.