Ark of the Immortal

Perhaps because it consumed too much energy, the ghost shark smashed the chainsaw on the ground and supported his body.

Soon, she felt a sense of powerlessness rising from deep within her body.

"Feel sorry."

Her tone was very light, and she extended her hand to Gladia.

Gladia took two steps forward and gently took it.

"I might have to take a nap again."

Without waiting for Gladia's response, the ghost shark closed its eyes, leaned into Gladia's arms, and fell asleep.

"Good night."

Gladia hung their weapons on her back and murmured in a low voice.

"Have a sweet dream."

...

The lift moved slowly.

Every time they move downward, there is more fear of the unknown in the hearts of W and Greyhound.

They had been waiting for two or three minutes, but the elevator still showed no sign of stopping.

Even if they can feel it, the elevator is not moving very fast, it can even be said to be very slow.

But after two or three minutes of continuous diving, their current position was already deep in the earth.

W has never heard of such a deep cave.

No, it's more like a well than an artificial cave.

They were like fishing bait deep into a dry well, not knowing what was waiting for them.

"I can feel it."

W stretched out a hand and could feel the gentle touch of the breeze on her exposed skin.

"It's windy down here, too."

Unconsciously, W's voice dropped very low.

Her voice spread out in all directions without any hindrance, without any echo.

In other words, there was an unknown amount of space beside them that they couldn't see, in the empty darkness.

"Tell me honestly, is this the place that Tracy told you?"

W already regretted it a little, her palms were sweating.

The darkness shrouded her whole body, and even the light in her hand could not dispel this fear.

Just like the deep sea without any light, they are the little fish who don't know when they will be swallowed by the giant beast with its big mouth.

"Why should I lie to you? That's what he told me."

Greyhound's tone was very relaxed. Even though his voice was small, you could still feel the indifference in his tone.

W couldn't help but glance at the greyhound through the light from the searchlight.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"If you had ever walked in such darkness for an hour, you would not be afraid of any form of darkness."

Greyhound looked down at the glowing crystal in his hand.

At that time, he was alone.

"At least for now, you can still hear the creaking sound of the lift, so be prepared. In a while, you may not hear anything at all."

W was frightened by Greyhound's words. She clenched the searchlight in her hand and remained silent.

In this silence, they felt the elevator slowly slowing down.

"About to arrive?"

W stretched the searchlight in her hand toward the edge of the elevator fence, and the ground finally appeared in her eyes.

As the elevator slowly stopped, the iron gate of the elevator opened automatically.

Like two hands.

Welcome you two, to the invisible depths of the earth.

Greyhound walked out of the lift first, followed closely by W.

They stepped out of the elevator, but the elevator still didn't respond.

Seeing that the elevator was still waiting for them, W breathed a sigh of relief. At least he no longer had to climb back along the iron locks.

While W was still congratulating himself on the lift, Greyhound had already squatted down and brought the glowing crystal in his hand close to the ground.

Ding ding.

The sound of the greyhound hitting the ground made W turn around in alarm.

"It's you who's knocking...Don't be so scary, senior."

After all, W is not as bold as she appears.

She subconsciously walked towards the greyhound, trying to find something that she could become familiar with and keep herself calm.

"Come and see."

Greyhound stared at the ground. He stretched out his hand and wiped away the dust on the ground.

W also squatted down and looked at the surface illuminated by Greyhound.

The ground is a floor made of a mixture of steel and stone tiles, and there are fine patterns on the steel and stone tiles.

"I still can't tell which country or period it is from."

W said, she looked at Greyhound.

"What can you tell?"

The greyhound did not answer her, but stood up and turned around.

At this time, Greyhound asked her a question.

"You said, since there is an elevator here, such an obvious creation. Then what can be around the elevator?"

With a sudden thought, W stood up with Greyhound.

Holding the searchlight in her hand tightly, W stared into the darkness in front of her, not daring to answer this question.

Greyhound glanced at W and asked softly.

"Are you ready?"

W nodded slowly in response to Greyhound.

So Greyhound threw the crystal in his hand.

Under his power, the crystal was thrown high. Then, countless rays of light were shot around in the explosion.

And this explosion also briefly displayed the things around them before their eyes.

"this..."

W only had time to say one word before he completely lost his ability to speak.

The searchlight she was holding was almost crushed by her, and her body froze in place, staring blankly at what appeared in front of her eyes in the flash of light.

After the Greyhound's startling glance, he took a deep breath.

"City."

Buried underground are the remains of a city.

As for this city, they could not see the end of it just now.

352.Before the game

Of course an immortal person doesn't know what happens when he is not around him. After all, he is not a god and cannot predict everything.

But these things can be left to Rhode Island and Greyhound W. Then the undead will know everything when they return to Rhode Island.

The undead people established diplomatic relations with Rhode Island because of this kind of thinking. As a special organization with a large number of people, Rhode Island is very convenient in intelligence collection work.

Especially when there is an old woman like Kelsey who seems to have a lot of connections, but it's a pity that her temper is a little worse.

Tomorrow is the day for the undead competition, and the undead plan to give Melanza and Maria a good lesson today.

For this reason, he called Maria and Melanza to his warehouse early in the morning.

By the way, Melanza also asked another operator from the A1 reserve team who would participate in the undead competition with her to call over, so that the undead could at least provide some temporary guidance.

The undead people have no problem with this. They are all from Rhode Island anyway, so there is no problem in helping them.

Therefore, the Immortal temporarily let Melanza practice alone with Fen to warm up.

As for himself, he pulled Maria along.

He had already thought about it yesterday and wanted to correct Maria's habit of using a shield.

Maria's shield is a standard medium shield, and the medium shield in Maria's hand is more suitable for her body type. In terms of weight, shape and angle, it is more suitable for Maria's figure.

Although the system is different from that of the undead, as long as it is a shield, the undead can use it, and there is no weapon that he cannot use.

First, the undead holds a shield, allowing Maria to attack first.

Even though Maria is not a pure light armor warrior. But she also learned enough offensive skills from the undead.

The undead man held the spiral sword in his other hand and reacted with the shield and sword in his hand, leaving Maria to observe.

In fact, Maria's biggest problem is not the big difference in how to use the sword and shield.

But she couldn't combine the use of the two weapons together.

Specifically, she may know that the shield is for defense, while the sword is for offense hidden behind the shield's defense.

But when she uses the shield, it will hinder the use of the sword, and when she draws the sword, part of the shield's effect will be ignored.

For this reason, the undead man specifically slowed down his movements so that Maria could see clearly.

Maria is indeed a genius, indeed a genius recognized by everyone.

After only two or three demonstrations of the undead, she became more and more familiar with the shield.

When the undead handed the shield back to Maria, she faced the undead attack again. Maria was already much better than yesterday.

Perhaps it is also possible that Maria encountered too little pressure. After all, she has never participated in a major event in Casimir.

The words of Aunt Zofia, and the knights around her. Because she was too familiar with the battle mode, she couldn't put much pressure on her.

Only when she gets to the undead, the undead can put great pressure on her with just a sword, which also promotes her growth.

When the two were halfway through training, a guest came to the warehouse that the undead man had not invited.

"Oh, it's quite lively."

Bloodthorn was leaning against the door of the warehouse, holding a piece of fruit in his hand and chewing on it.

Seeing so many people, Bloodthorn was stunned for a moment. He thought the two girls had come to settle a score with the undead.

Later, when he saw the spiral sword in the undead man's hand and Melanza two sparring next to him, he realized that this was an assault training.

"Why are you still working hard the day before the competition? No one will like this."

Bloodthorn is indeed someone who has been in Casimir for a long time, and he is also very familiar with the ways of modern society.

Hearing the sound of blood thorns, Maria couldn't help but look over, and then shouted in surprise.

"Uncle Bloodthorn!"

"What uncle? Call me brother!"

Bloodthorn rolled his eyes. He thought that Maria was good at everything. The only thing was that Maria liked to call him uncle.

Maybe it was because when he first met Maria, he was still an infected knight affiliated with the Knights Association. At that time, he was used to keeping a straight face and was not as relaxed as he is now.

In addition, he was rather slovenly, with an unshaven beard and untrimmed hair. When Maria saw him at first glance, she called him uncle.