Ark of the Immortal

If he were here, how would he feel when he saw his disciple grow into such an outstanding person?

337. Deep sea hunter, connected by blood

As a special guest attending this Warriors Conference, the Immortal has his own exclusive seat.

He was in the same row as Pallas, and could communicate privately with Pallas at any time.

This is also considering that the immortal does not know Pallas's arrangement. Pallas will tell the immortal in time what he needs him to do.

After the immortal accepted it, he said goodbye to everyone in Rhode Island for the time being and went to the Temple of Heroes.

When he and Pallas just met again, the immortal noticed Pallas' strange gaze.

It wasn't until the two of them reached the top of the altar that Pallas seized the opportunity and leaned close to the undead's ear and asked in a low voice.

"I asked, did Mr. Battle Knight sign someone's name yesterday?"

"Um."

The undead man nodded, this kind of thing has become commonplace. As long as you give your name, someone will always be waiting for you at your destination.

Either he wanted his autograph, or he wanted to take a picture with him.

It was like this during the Great Yan period, and it was also like this in Rhode Island.

But everyone in Rhode Island still knows what convergence is.

Lord Liang Xun of Dayan even directly used the convenience of his position to ask for autographs from undead people.

Although Yan Di criticized his master's actions, he did not dare to say it in front of Liang Xun.

After all, he didn't want to lose his job.

Moreover, Master Liang Xun also asked for his signature, so he was considered an accomplice.

But so does Pallas, it seems.

After receiving a positive response from the undead, Pallas blinked and whispered.

"Mr. Battle Knight, I hope that after you leave in a while, I can find a signature on your desk."

"?" The undead man turned his head and glanced at Pallas. Pallas had rearranged his expression and looked in front of the altar.

It was as if the words just now were not hers.

"The first game of the Akroti Village Warriors Conference will begin in ten minutes. All contestants, please be ready!"

There are priests who are responsible for maintaining order and flow on site.

Pallas only needs to sit at the top and ensure that every battle is a fair duel.

Although the Warriors' Conference of Minos is much fairer than Casimir's Major.

But there is no guarantee whether these fighters will play dirty tricks.

After all, the undead competition has always been a hot topic, and the first day was the most mixed day.

Unlike the Majors, the Warriors Conference does not have a host to mobilize the atmosphere on the scene.

It seemed that all the Minoans were sincerely involved in such a competition, and there was no need for a host to stir up the atmosphere or even use words to take coins from their pockets.

The undead man looked at the paper in front of him. The first duel was between a Sakaz mercenary from Kazdaele and a local Minos warrior.

The battle soon began amidst the cheers of the onlookers.

The Warriors Conference does not restrict methods, but it prohibits the use of off-field assistance and abusive methods.

This does not include poison or hidden weapons.

The people of Minos saw clearly that being able to skillfully use poisons or hidden weapons was also part of a person's strength.

As long as lives are not harmed, everything is fine.

After all, if you want to survive on this continent, there will always be some unexpected skills.

After the initial salute, the two warriors began to fight.

To be honest, in the eyes of the undead, this battle is really a bit immature.

One side was the Minoans who used war hammers as weapons. On the other side are Sakaz mercenaries who are skilled in using crossbows and various fast traps.

As long as there are no accidents, it will be a great victory for the Sakaz mercenaries.

The ending did not go beyond expectations, after enduring various disruptive attacks from Sakaz mercenaries.

The Minoan warrior finally lost his patience, seized an opportunity that he thought was a flaw, and charged forward with his war hammer.

However, the Sakaz mercenary grasped this key point, used the knife on his waist to go behind him, and pressed it against the target's spine.

This battle was mediocre in the eyes of the undead, but it was of great value in the eyes of Pallas.

After all, what the Minoans admired was of course the so-called heroic deeds.

Although they do not resist the behavior of avoiding battle, the fighting methods of Sakaz mercenaries are indeed not popular with others.

"Mr. Battle Knight, what do you think?"

After the battle, Pallas deliberately asked the undead loudly.

As a result, the audience turned their attention to the top of the altar.

Everyone knows that the undead will attend the warrior meeting in Akroti Village as a guest to comment on the warriors' competition.

Therefore, facing this famous warrior, everyone pricked up their ears.

Even the two warriors still on the altar.

The undead man didn't pay attention to those looks, he just said coldly.

"It's good if you can win."

Where are there so many twists and turns?

How could he see that? If you are a winner, you have won.

There are not so many opinions on the battlefield. In a competition, victory or defeat is the most inevitable fact.

Regardless of whether the Minoan warrior can return to the field through a vote of will after today's warrior meeting.

The Sakaz mercenaries are considered winners.

"Ah... that's right..."

Pallas laughed twice. She thought the undead man would say more, but she didn't expect it to be just these four words.

Looking back, it seemed that Mr. Battle Knight had been so taciturn since he met him.

I don’t know what kind of person can get more words out of his mouth.

While warrior conferences were being held across Minos, there was rare silence on Rhodes Island.

The reserve team operators who originally needed to conduct daily training left Rhode Island, and now the only ones left on the ship are some operators responsible for Rhode Island's infrastructure.

As well as some operators who had just returned from a mission outside to rest.

In two days, Rhode Island will depart for Victoria.

In the past few days, the ship's anchor points have been pulled out, and all that's left is to check the ship's structure and fuel reserves.

However, on this quiet afternoon in Rhode Island, Rhode Island welcomed a special guest.

"Although I'm a little surprised to see you here, after thinking about it, if you're not here, there seems to be no place to go."

The slender deep-sea hunter walked gracefully along the corridors of Rhode Island, and walking with her was one of the current helmsmen of Rhode Island.

"Do you think I should run around the world every day, negotiate with other people, and plan my own shocking plans?"

Kelsey glanced at Gladia beside her, and she made a rare joke.

"I thought you wouldn't have such a shallow understanding of me."

"What else would you do? Doctor Kelsey."

Gladia didn't notice if there was any problem with her language.

"Do you want me to praise you for your devotion to Rhodes Island, or do you want me to express my gratitude for your words that induced me to leave the coast?"

The relationship between the two seems not to be friendly.

However, they didn't mean to take action against each other, and they still walked side by side smoothly.

"The coast...the ocean today is still a place we cannot explore. I do not deny that there are unpredictable things lurking there."

Kelsey said indifferently and did not defend her behavior.

"But neither you nor I can sit idly by."

"I want nothing more than to return to my hometown, but you told me that I need to find other ways and not hit the waves over and over again like a stubborn old man."

The deep-sea hunter's tone was serious, but her words were somewhat similar to the narration in a satirical opera.

"So, where is your answer? There are not many things that can convince me."

"uh-huh."

Kelsey nodded slightly, opened the door to the room beside her, and asked Gladia to follow her.

"come in."

Without hesitation, Gladia followed Kelsey into the room.

This room is where the ghost shark is placed, and it is also where the ghost shark sleeps until it is in coma.

Seeing the ghost shark placed in the life-saving cabin, Gladia's eyes softened slightly, but she still did not give up questioning Kelsey.

"So, your way to convince me is to let me meet my kindred?"

Kelsey did not follow Gladia's words, but talked about another topic on her own.

"The deep-sea hunter is connected by blood. I know you have the ability to come to Rhodes Island and take her away at any time, but you also know what her condition is now. So you were not stunned by the so-called blood pulse."

"However, take a closer look at the changes on her body. Is the ghost shark still the same as you remember it?"

"?" Gladia frowned, and then began to carefully examine the ghost shark lying in the life-saving cabin.

The clean and smooth white hair is spread out on the bed along the soft cloth. The ghost shark sleeps harmoniously and gracefully, like a nun who closes her eyes and listens to the oracle.

But Gladia noticed a strange disharmony in it.

"She...she's not...no, the source stone solution can remain stable, her essence?"

"The Origin Stone technique has not had any impact on her body. I can also assure you that in all the years I have lived, I have never seen a more miserable experimenter than her."

Kelsey lowered her eyes and looked at the nun in the life-support cabin and said.

"But she is the only one I've seen who gets along so harmoniously with the Source Stone Solution."

Yes, what Kelsey was referring to was the fact that the nun who had been corroded by the Source Stone solution was now able to sleep peacefully.

Since the undead man treated the ghost shark, the ghost shark has never shown the slightest bit of aggression.

Even after waking up, he will still remain unconscious to a considerable extent. But even in an unconscious state, the ghost shark remains friendly to everyone.

It's like the dangerous concept hidden in the Source Stone solution has been completely uprooted.

"I have never seen the fusion of two different species be so stable and natural. Gladia, now you have seen it too."

Kelsey deliberately removed the blurring on the surface of the survival capsule so that Gladia could see it more clearly.

Of course Gladia saw it clearly. In her perception, the ghost shark sleeping in the life-sustaining cabin at this moment is like an extremely pure new person.

It was as if she had been completely purified by something, the original sin on her body had been washed away, and all disharmony no longer existed in her body.

"Laurentina..."

Gladia whispered the name of the ghost shark. She pondered for a long time and looked at Kelsey aside.

"who is it."

"You should have seen it...no."

Kelsey wanted to say that Gladia should have seen him. But when she recalled it, the deep-sea hunter's route didn't seem to overlap with that person's.

"Well...maybe you've seen the tall golden knight, but you haven't seen the other one."

Gladia has met Wenstein, and Kelsey knows this.