Ark of the Immortal

He looked back and saw that during the fire ceremony, the demons were attacking even more crazily.

Now, including Chen, there are only eight members of Jinyiwei left.

As for the sergeants of the Southern Expeditionary Army who were brought in, only less than a hundred were left.

But everyone's eyes were determined, and the air filled with solemnity.

They had long considered death as home, how could they give up halfway?

What's more, the generals he has followed his whole life have just realized his lifelong ideal. How can he ask them to take a step back in front of the flames?

When he came back to his senses, the undead man was unable to speak, and the words he wanted to make them retreat were locked in his mouth.

"Let's go."

Ling tugged on the undead man's clothes.

She had served as a sergeant in the army, so how could she not know what these sergeants were thinking?

The undead man nodded and was about to take these remaining sergeants to meet their end.

But at this moment, the undead man felt the long-lost heat from his armor.

He stopped, reached out and took out the hot object from his armor.

He raised his hand and saw that it was a token engraved with flame patterns.

The Immortal remembers that this should be the token that the Heavenly Master asked Chen to give to him to show that the Immortal is the leader of the Southern Expedition Army.

But this token seemed to be melting at this moment, exuding a high temperature that could burn the skin, and became extremely hot in the hands of the undead.

Just when the undead man was confused, an exclamation came from his ears.

The undead man was about to look back when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Such a scene is really shocking, isn't it?"

The undead man's body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly turned around.

He saw the sun in his heart.

"I didn't expect you to have done something like this before. It seems like you woke up very early. Are you satisfied with the answers these people gave you?"

It was a simple piece of armor, and even had a slightly funny sun emblem on the chest.

"So...Solar."

The undead man's voice was hoarse, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"What? Your voice is a bit pretentious. Didn't I tell you before? We will meet again."

That was the figure shrouded in golden light. Under the iron bucket-like helmet, there was a rich voice that made people feel extremely reassured.

"But... you're not?"

The Immortal still didn't dare to confirm. He never thought he would see Solar again.

Since Casimir's farewell, the undead thought that Solal had used his last strength to awaken the First Fire, and that he himself had dissipated as a fire.

"At that time, I did lose my power and was unable to condense in this world, but it's not gone. Don't panic."

Solar opened his arms, hugged the undead man, and slapped him twice on the back.

"It's not just me, there are two others, you have met them."

Just when the undead man didn't know what to say, two more voices appeared from the side.

Those are two heavy figures, relying on the pure flames here and the wishes of millions of people, they have the ticket to return to the present world.

"Lord Ashes, I would like to say hello to you on behalf of the lady."

One of them has twisted bones and muddy spirit. But he still held the incomplete sword in his hand tightly, and at the end of the world, he entrusted his future hope to the undead.

"Mr. Battle Knight, we meet again."

The other one dedicated half his life to the country. And he was imprisoned in the armor forever, fighting against the beings in the abyss who tried to corrode him. Finally, face death without hesitation on the road to realizing your ideals.

"Gayle...and, Patriot?"

The undead people can no longer understand the current situation.

What's going on? Aren't they already dead?

Why can it appear here?

"I said that when you need me, I will appear. Just like now, I heard the call, so I came. Although the call is not yours."

Solar let go of the undead man and couldn't help laughing when he saw his confused look.

"Look at you, you clearly have the aura of a king, but you are still as stupid as before."

It is indeed rare for an undead person to be in such a state, and it should not appear to him.

But this was indeed beyond the immortal's expectations, and even he couldn't clear his mind for a moment.

"I don't have time to elaborate on the specific reason. It's just that someone used the power you left to call the heroic souls staying here. We just borrowed others' light to come out and breathe."

Solar pointed to the flames floating in the air behind the undead man.

"Look, they are over there, waiting for you."

The undead man turned back in confusion and looked at the real fire over there.

I saw a little light below the real fire, where the abyss was originally burned out.

After a while, it spread to the surroundings of the entire Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

These little dusts emitting bright spots of light are none other than the ashes of the sergeants who were burned along with Li Qing, and were pulled by the abyss toward the other side of their ideals.

But now, they are shining in the sky, like beacons guiding the souls to return.

And the real fire in the air began to jump, as if to answer the call.

So, following in the footsteps of the Great Yan soldiers who had fought here for tens of millions of years, the heroic souls who had departed with their ancestors also returned together.

Simple armor, long knife, spear, animal face.

One after another in the past thirty-eight years, the heroic souls who died defending their home and country followed this beacon that guided their souls and appeared together.

All Great Yan people know that this is an endless war.

Therefore, when they determined to become a shield to protect the people of Dayan, they were ready to devote everything they had to this war.

Even the soul after death does not want to rest in peace.

They returned from hell to complete their unfinished business.

The filth that dares to intrude upon Great Flame will never come back.

The leading sergeant took off his animal mask and looked at the undead here.

Isn't that familiar face General Li Qing who was burned just now?

At this moment, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and his strong muscles supported the armor tailor-made for him.

He smashed down the spear in his hand with great enthusiasm, stuck the end of the gun handle on the ground, and handed it over to the undead man.

"I have met the Lord General."

Therefore, behind him, and countless soldiers standing around the entire Ten Thousand Demons Cave, they lowered their heads to the undead and met their hero together.

"I've seen the Lord General!"

Just waiting for their heroes and their ideals to take them to the battlefield they long for.

"The last general, Li Qing, has been recruited here with 30,000 troops for the Southern Expedition. I am willing to go with the divine general!"

At this point, the 30,000 southern expeditionary troops promised in the emperor's edict have been prepared.

Solar quietly took two steps back, holding the sword and shield in his hands tightly.

Knight Gale took off the incomplete sword from his back and pointed it diagonally to his side.

The patriot's eyes flashed with fighting spirit, he raised the spear in his right hand and smashed the shield in his left hand to the ground.

The undead man tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

The tip of the sword scratched the mark on the ground, and sparks ignited the sword body.

The first fire, which had the same origin as the real fire in the air, quietly filled the sword body.

He was crowned with fire and thunder, and he had to fight again and again, and win after victory.

Just like the war thousands of years ago, he stood on a high place and shot the first arrow of the war towards the proud god.

"Everyone."

The undead man's voice was deep and sonorous.

"Fight with me!"

Thirty thousand soldiers marching south shouted together, shaking the heaven and the earth.

"promise!"

316.Go home

The flames died down.

When the undead man looked back again, there was no one behind him.

This battle is not difficult, in fact it is very easy.

There are the nameless undead, the dragon-hunting knight Onstan, the sun warrior Solar, the patriot, and the slave knight Gale as the main combat forces. There are also 30,000 southern expedition troops who have returned from hell.

This fire sacrificial ceremony is definitely the deepest one ever entered into the Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

But even so, the undead could not enter the deepest part of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons and close the cursed door left by the gods.

First, the aura of the abyss that has been indulged in this place for thousands of years is really too strong. Even if the undead man could push through bit by bit, the warriors behind him couldn't resist the increasingly thick aura of the abyss.

Furthermore, the undead man's power has not returned to its full strength. Under the suppression of the remaining power of the abyss gods, his power is not enough to support his own flames to continue burning.

However, fortunately, the farther away the abyss breath is from the mark of the gods, the weaker it becomes.

Therefore, the first fire left by the undead in the upper level of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave can exert a suppressive effect.

However, after they closed the three underground portals, only about 10,000 of the 30,000 Southern Expedition troops remained.

There are countless waves of monsters, and every warrior has to face several times the number of enemies to be able to fight to this point. In addition to being manifestations of the First Fire, there are also several legendary warriors who bear the pressure for them.

But going deeper and closing several undetected portals, the sergeants could no longer maintain their bodies in this world.

The golden body disappears and returns to the silent flame above.

Solar and Gale, after enjoying enough battles, said goodbye to the undead and returned to the first fire in his body.

Before leaving, Solar said to the undead man.

"Don't ever think that you are fighting alone. We are all watching and will appear when you need us."

At this point, the help from the heroic souls disappeared, leaving only a remaining team of less than a hundred people.

The undead man walked back through the closed passage until he returned to the vicinity of the real fire.

Wengstein looked at the spear in his hand and said nothing, and Nian and Ling had not recovered from the bloody battle just now.

Seeing the undead man returning alone, the golden figures behind him also disappeared.

Nian couldn't help it, she asked.

"Those...those warriors? Those warriors you summoned?"

"They went home."

The undead man touched his chest with his right hand, and he could feel the fire in his body, which was continuously emitting a warm breath.

"Go home..."

Nian only regarded it as the phantom of the hero left in the first fire. She raised her head and looked at the true fire that had become radiant again, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Now, she could probably understand some of what Ling said.

The 30,000-strong Southern Expeditionary Army that returned from hell gave Nian a great shock, so much so that her blood ignited after a long absence, as if she had returned to ancient memories of the grandeur of the God-killing battlefield.

Only Wenstein stared at the undead man for a long time, and finally did not speak. He silently put away the golden armor manifested by power.