Ark of the Immortal

I don't know either. I found it in a corner of the library. I checked, but there is no record.

Eh? Could it be a book that hasn't been collected yet?

Amiya said, but Huang had already opened the title page of the book.

Whatever, I looked at it twice and it seemed like it was about a fairy tale.

Huang sat down next to Amiya's bed. The black bra helped her look down and see the pages on her lap.

She glanced at the text for a while, coughed slightly, and spoke softly in a slow tone.

Before generations, there was darkness.

Unsung heroes hold the fire high, igniting the flames of hope for those on the roads of Terra.

He fought side by side with the warriors on the northern ice fields, driving away the deep darkness for them.

He swore an oath to the oppressed in the mountains of the east, to witness their rise, to chain the merciless gods.

He opened his mouth, and fire ignited; he waved his hand, and thunder and lightning flashed.

He shakes the mountains and burns away fear. He shows mercy to the weak and entrusts hope to them.

He is the outcome of man-made disasters, and he is the natural enemy of natural disasters.

he...

Huang was about to continue speaking, when he paused, he heard even breathing.

Zzzzzzzzzzz...

Little Amiya closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, her furry ears resting on the soft pillow, swaying slightly with her breathing. A day's work had exhausted her.

Huang gently closed the book and placed it on the table.

He turned off the bedside lamp for Amiya, and then gently lay down on his bed.

Huang couldn't help but think of the story in the book just now.

The natural enemy of natural disasters...

Huh, how is that possible?

If there is such a hero, where is he now?

In the murmur, Huang sighed softly and slowly fell asleep.

...

A natural disaster is coming among the mountains.

The source stone rises from the earth, and the crystal falls from the sky.

No one saw that in the midst of the natural disaster, there was a flame dancing gently.

The figure stood on the ground and roared silently towards the cracks in the sky.

One day, he will burn the boundless depths into firewood.

And now, he needs to rest.

The unknown hero closed his eyes.

The golden flame also gradually disappeared and dispersed into the silent body.

It is not leaving, it is coming back with greater momentum!

The long night will eventually burn out, and when dawn breaks, there will be people who will denounce the darkness and howl at the light!

——

Victoria.

Londinium city centre, Londinium Municipal Hospital III.

The father was waiting anxiously in the corridor. He already knew that his child must be infected with Originium Disease.

But the shock caused by excessive blood loss was already the shadow of death for Melanza.

Her life was so fragile that the amount of blood loss that would not cause shock to a normal person would have already left her standing at the door of hell.

The doctor came out, took off his mask, and cast a reassuring look at the parents waiting in the corridor.

Is it the patient's family? Don't worry, the girl has survived.

Mother collapsed on the seat, she closed her eyes slightly in relief, and finally took a breath from her worries.

The father also held the doctor's arm in ecstasy and shook it up and down.

Thank you! Thank you doctor! Thank you!!

The doctor shook his head and continued to comfort his father.

Your lady has a strong will to survive, and she saved herself.

Um...can I go in and have a look?

The father looked at the doctor expectantly.

The doctor looked embarrassed, but he still shook his head.

No, it's best to let the patient have a good rest, and after this level is passed, there will be another level...

Father's face also darkened.

He knew that what the doctor was talking about was Originium Disease.

Melanza's infection with Originium Disease is a certainty.

However, if you take a look through the glass at the door, there's nothing wrong with it.

The doctor couldn't bear the father struggling with worry, and he had children of his own.

Thank you doctor, thank you doctor!

His father smiled again, and he and his mother came to the door of the room at the same time.

Through the transparent glass, you can see Melanza sleeping inside.

Purple hair was scattered on the pillow, and her delicate and small face was slightly sickly pale at the moment, but it still could not hide her beauty.

At this moment, she was breathing steadily, and the hanging needle in her right hand was also helping her to maintain signs of life.

She needs rest.

Father and mother look at their children.

They were first happy that Melanza could survive, and then they thought about Originium Disease.

The mother lamented softly that her baby was really ill-fated.

The father's face gradually became firmer.

no matter what! Even if it means going bankrupt! He also wants to find a cure for mineral sickness!

But it's somewhere where my parents can't see me.

A badge warmed Melanza's somewhat cold body.

The badge was hidden in the kerchief on Melanza's chest.

The pattern on it is slightly blurred, but a burning flame can be vaguely seen.

The flame was very small, but you could vaguely feel the warmth emanating from the pattern.

On both sides of the flame, there were two big hands slightly intact, which seemed to be protecting this weak flame.

On the back of the badge, fonts gradually appeared with illusory light and flames.

That was his return gift to the girl, and it was also a selfless gift to his students as a teacher. It’s more of a testimony.

The road ahead is uncertain, but you must remember it. I will walk with you. This is a promise that will never be abandoned.

Summary of Volume 1 and Preview of Volume 2

In fact, it only takes 60,000 words to write this.

But I am very tired from writing.

It's not that I'm tired mentally, but I'm tired physically.

I am neither a spiritualist nor a spiritualist.

I have watched the Pope and Ryuzaki and Soulology videos, and I have also watched a lot of plot analysis and character analysis of Zhouzhou.

The original intention of this book is not to compete with other author friends on this site on this subject.

I really like the world view of Dark Souls, so I will read all soul novels.

The first soul novel I read was Diary of a Stranger by Dr. Zero.

This book is very good and I was surprised that a fan could write such a flavorful soul novel.

Later I also read other books.

But most of the fans of Dark Souls are in the invincible style, and then they start with the fire-proof girl, and they have to spread the fire.

No matter what the difficulty is, as long as Ashes (the undead) are there, I will basically push it evenly. I will push every difficult and trap boss.

It’s not that it’s not good-looking, there are indeed many good-looking ones, but it’s still a bit aesthetically-fatiguing.

I really want to see that and write about the essence of Dark Souls in my personal understanding.

In a world of despair, you can see the light of hope.

Not just invincible heroes, but ordinary people fighting for it too.

Immortal people must also find the meaning of their existence and their own way of living in a brand new world.

He needs to understand why he lives, and then interact with the friends around him.

Because, in fact, the undead was just a weak person at the beginning, not that powerful from the beginning.

He found his own path through death again and again, just like the people on Terra who worked hard for a better tomorrow.

Of course, I'm not saying that the objective combat power of immortals is not strong.

It must be obvious to all. People who are destined to be immortal from one generation to three generations, why are they not strong?

But what makes him strong is that he has collected so many souls?

I think what makes him powerful is the same as those of us who have cleared the level.

He has a persevering spirit and always has the ambition to overcome difficulties.

So his real strength comes from his past experiences and his will to fight until the last moment.

But I rarely see books written about this.

(If you book friends have seen it, you can also post it in the post. I want to read it too!)

Since I didn't see it, I wrote it myself.

So, for all the book friends who are worried about combat power, I tell you the truth.

The immortal is the strong! Invincible!

But the premise is that he can remember his past and remember everything he has experienced.

But if you want to ask again, why do undead people lose their memory when they are so strong?

This involves world view setting, please let me write this slowly.

I can only tell you now, as I wrote at the end of the first volume.

Unsung heroes hold the fire high, igniting the flames of hope for those on the roads of Terra.

He fought side by side with the warriors on the northern ice fields, driving away the deep darkness for them.

He swore an oath to the oppressed in the mountains of the east, to witness their rise, to chain the merciless gods.

He opened his mouth, and fire ignited; he waved his hand, and thunder and lightning flashed.

He shakes the mountains and burns away fear. He shows mercy to the weak and entrusts hope to them.

He is the outcome of man-made disasters, and he is the natural enemy of natural disasters.