Ark of the Immortal

"How could it be him? Could it be that the sixteen warriors were not killing each other, but fighting the heroic spirits?"

The audience did not expect that such a scene would happen.

And just when people started to have different opinions and began to speculate on the nature of the immortal competition, the high priest raised his right hand lightly and struck the giant bell beside him.

The majestic bells suppressed all sounds.

People returned their sights to the altar and in front of the temple.

"The heroic spirit appears and selects warriors according to the rules. Heroes are not allowed to touch the holy fire."

The high priest raised his voice and spread it around according to the Origin Stone technique. It not only reminds the soldiers, but also tells the rules to the audience.

The so-called holy fire is the ashes contained in a small royal vessel in the center of the Shirokujian lounge.

And when the heroic spirit chooses a candidate, the flame in the royal weapon will burn fiercely.

"The selected hero needs to touch the flame, enter the altar, and start fighting within one minute."

After saying that, the high priest rang the huge bell again.

The loud ringing of the big bell once again swept the entire square.

"Waiting for the selection of heroic spirits."

The heroic spirit that seemed to be the twelve heroes first took stock of the environment, and then walked towards the center of the initial furnace carrying a giant hammer.

An extinguished bonfire lay there.

When the heroic spirit approached, he followed the guidance in his mind, raised his left hand, and pointed his palm at the bonfire.

Wow...

The fireless bonfire lit up with sparks, spreading out a circle of light like a ring of fire.

And at the same moment, in the sixteen lounges, the flames of a bonfire suddenly expanded, almost igniting the entire lounge.

"Look! That lounge is lit up, like it's on fire!"

"Isn't that Morton's lounge? Was he chosen?"

Amid people's whispers, Morton in the lounge picked up his heavy hammer and put it on his shoulder. He came to the flame and stretched his hand towards the flame.

And when he stretched out towards the flame, his body seemed to melt, and in the surge of flame, it turned into a white light and poured into the flame.

At the same time, in the scene blocked by the light curtain, a similarly white rune lit up on the ground.

In the flying sparks, Morton appeared from the rune in the same way as the heroic spirit.

He slowly stood up and smashed the heavy hammer on his shoulder to his side, making a big hole in the ground.

At this time, people realized belatedly that the two men's appearance movements were almost the same.

"this..."

Even the hammers in their hands have almost the same format. They are all made of a square iron block as the front cast, with a round weight block at the back. The joint between the hammer handle and the hammer head continues to expand until it covers the entire hammer. head.

This integrated hammer design is a special casting method that can only be achieved by Minoan traditional forging technology.

"Mr. Morton?"

Ya Dao was stunned for a moment. When he saw the two men moving in the same way, he already understood something.

Dubin said.

"I'm afraid this heroic spirit is Mr. Morton's elder. No wonder Mr. Morton wants to participate in the undead competition no matter what, even if he still has missions at the border."

Yes, as a border hero, Morton also wants to participate in the undead competition. The reason is that his ancestor was one of the twelve heroes.

He still had a mission in the village of Akroti, but Pallas put his mission on hold and gave him access to the game.

Morton naturally did not disappoint Pallas. He successfully squeezed into the sixteen seats of the Immortal Competition.

And it is his wish to be able to fight with his elders.

After Morton smashed the hammer on the ground beside him, he first lowered his head and saluted the heroic spirit in front of him, and then he grasped the giant hammer beside him again and put it on his shoulder.

The heroic spirit also bowed his head slightly to show respect.

This is a fair duel between fighters, and it must look fair.

Even if the two are indeed related by blood, this is an undead arena.

There is no reason, as long as the opponent is chosen, it is an opponent worth fighting.

And at the moment when both parties finished their salutes, both of them moved.

The giant hammer crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and after the two charged in the same posture, they suddenly collided with each other.

The giant hammers collided with each other, and the sound of heavy steel collisions caused the hearts of the spectators close to the altar to skip a beat, and they felt as if their ears had been hit by a heavy hammer.

When the hammer surfaces came into contact with each other, the shock wave generated caused the flowers under their feet to weigh down their waists, and countless dust spread outwards.

At this time, Melanza and others understood that Morton's strength should not be what they had seen before.

"Little Melanza is really lucky..."

Onstein shook his head, crossed his arms and sighed.

Ye Dao also had to admit that if Melanza's tactics hadn't happened to restrain Morton, who was extremely heavy-handed in every move, Melanza would have had no chance at all in that game.

Even so, Melanza almost lost her fighting ability after receiving a punch from Morton.

If it weren't for Melanza's strong willpower, that punch would have knocked little Melanza unconscious. How could there be a small explosion later?

In fact, Morton has already demonstrated his strength in team battles.

Melantha was the main attacker, and Morton shouldered Melantha's share of the pressure head-on. He withstood the forward pressure of the two fighters by himself, and even tended to suppress them in turn.

And it was in this initial furnace, in this battle without any interruption from others, that two warriors of the same style collided, and they finally saw Morton's true strength.

Morton hit his senior's hammerhead with a hammer. The force of the two men was borne by their bodies, and at the same time, they turned back and pulled the hammer that bounced back due to the reaction force.

Their two choices collided again with the same action.

Both men pulled their own hammers and turned around, then used huge force to make the hammer heads hit each other again.

Every impact shook the whole place like a boulder hitting a mountain peak.

Although these two warriors were dressed in different attires, their movements were as if they had copied themselves and were facing each other.

Morton's heavy hammer collided with his ancestor's heavy hammer, and even the hammer screamed.

The two of them waved the heavy hammers in their hands without mercy, and the misty wind caused by the swing of the weapons caused the dust on the floor of the initial furnace to rise.

Every collision between weapons coincides with the heartbeat of the audience. It was like a beat, hitting the heart drum one hammer after another, causing a heavy reverberation.

This extremely fierce and powerful fighting method made the audience emotional. After the initial shock, he immediately turned into a fanatic. Why are the average heavy weapon users very tall? It is precisely because their bodies need to be able to withstand the force counter-impact brought by the weapons they use in years of battles.

The purest clash of steel, the battle between the two so far has been a pure contest of strength and speed.

Not only is the physical fitness of the battle up to this point, it is also a duel that tests the eyesight and force-removing skills.

This may not be called a battle, but more like a savage wrestling.

The two sides fighting are not just one heroic spirit and one hero.

It's more like a senior from the previous generation questioning his descendants.

Are you ready to take over the banner from me?

"Drink!!"

Morton shouted unconsciously, and used his right hand to use the hammer handle to hit his senior again.

The senior in front of him acted exactly the same as his, and their war hammers collided together again.

The heavy hammer breaks apart at the first touch, the hammer head trembles and the urn vibrates.

But Morton is not going to continue to fight like this as everyone imagined.

He chose to loosen his hammer handle.

Morton did not turn his body again to drive the giant hammer like before.

Instead, he took a step forward, his left foot sank into the dust on the ground, he clenched his right fist, and punched the heroic spirit in front of him, aiming to hit his head directly.

This sudden change made everyone stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that Morton, who had always been good at heavy weapons, would actually give up his hammer and instead choose to fight short?

But the undead people who had been watching the battle, as well as Onstein, all nodded silently.

Good choice.

Morton is not stupid and wants to give up his strengths, but he clearly knows his shortcomings and weaknesses.

Why was Morton able to accept the loss to Melantha calmly?

It was because Melanza defeated Morton and brought him a new experience. Moreover, Melanza was just taking an eccentric approach, not an evil way.

He realized where he was losing the battle.

Is it because of strength? Not really.

Morton's strength is the best, and his fighting methods are also very fierce. Logically speaking, Morton was able to suppress Melantha to the point where she couldn't even lift her head.

But Morton still lost. He lost because he ignored the limitations of the bunt.

And the seniors who share the same origin with Morton naturally have the same problems as him.

That is, once the opponent gets close to him, the power of his heavy hammer technique will be reduced by at least half, or even more.

The power of a heavy hammer lies in the combination of huge power and inertia brought by the human hand swinging the hammer handle.

And as long as that moment of force is intercepted, the heavy hammer will not be able to show its due power.

It was precisely because of this that even the heroic spirit didn't seem to expect Morton's punch.

He still swung the hammer and hit Morton on the head.

Morton's fist reached its final destination first, leaving a mark on the heroic spirit's heavy helmet and making a muffled sound.

The heroic spirit tilted his head back, and the force of swinging the hammer in his hand was slightly deflected. He subconsciously raised his head and raised his arms.

The hammer grazed Morton's scalp and swung out.

Morton's eyes were steady, as if this was what he expected, and he had already prepared his second punch.

He took a step further, pulled his left fist back from the shoulder, and slammed it on the heroic spirit's chest.

The heavy fist broke the heroic spirit's posture, and he took two or three steps back.

The sudden attack gave Morton a huge advantage, and he himself knew that he must seize such an opportunity.

So, instead of punching forward, he dug his left foot into the ground. He looked back with his right hand and grasped the handle of the hammer he had just hit on the ground.

The heroic spirit was still retreating, but the distance between the two people had quietly widened.

Morton held the same part of the hammer handle with both hands, raised his upper body and pressed down.

At this moment, he grasped the hope of victory.

His whole body suddenly collapsed, and strength rose from his firmly planted feet. His entire body was like a huge spring. His thighs, waist, shoulders, and even his arms became springs stretched to the limit.

As his upper body stood up, the hammer was behind him, pulling up like a round dance, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and slamming down on the heroic spirit in front of him!

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Everyone could see that the hammer drew a perfect arc, and suddenly hit Morton's head in front of him with tons of force.

His goal has always been one, and that is to defeat his ancestors in this battle.

Therefore, he put down the heavy hammer in his hand and devoted himself to close combat, just to win this moment of opportunity.

Both of their fighting methods are the hammering method inherited from their families. If the hammers just collide with each other, it is impossible to determine the winner.

Morton is a descendant of heroes. The blood in his body supports his body all the way forward, and he has become a border hero admired by many people.

But his efforts will never succumb to anyone, and all the battles that polish him will bring him closer to his ideal appearance.

Morton does not have the talent for Origin Stone skills. He cannot use Origin Stone spells, and naturally cannot use the power of Origin Stone.

Just relying on his flesh and blood and his own efforts, Morton walked to the front of the heroic spirit step by step.

But even so, Morton is still a human being after all, and as a human being he must be subject to certain restrictions.

Just like physical fitness, like strength.