Ark of the Immortal

Maria mentally compared the differences between the two and summarized her own shortcomings.

At the same time, he also began to treat the more serious injuries just left on his body.

She used recovery a lot today, but she still hadn't reached her limit.

Maria has been practicing the miracles taught to her by the immortals every day. From the beginning, she could only use the miracles a few times a day, but now she can use them more than ten times, which is still a great improvement.

But what puzzled her was why she still couldn't use the only offensive miracle taught to her by her teacher.

Maria struggled to sit up from the ground. She came to the undead man's hut and looked at the undead man who was adding fuel to the fire.

Old...teacher.

Maria came and sat down beside the undead, and a piece of wood was thrown into the fire before her eyes.

Is something wrong?

The undead man looked over and saw Maria holding the portable staff in her hand in a daze.

Yes.

Maria was in a very uneasy mood now. She was worried that something had gone wrong and that she was unable to use the thunder gun completely. Maybe she didn't work hard enough?

Teacher, I still can't fully restore the miracle of the thunder gun.

Maria held the staff in her left hand, and a ball of thunder and lightning flashed in her right hand. Although this thunder and lightning has formed into substance, it is just a ball of thunder and lightning, and there is no possibility of it being able to be extended into a gun.

I want to see you use the thunder gun again, and listen to your story about the thunder gun again.

Maria carefully stated her request. She felt that this should be her fault and hoped that the teacher would not blame her.

The undead man noticed Maria's embarrassment and turned his head to look at the bonfire.

No, be nervous. A miracle is not a toy, so don't be impatient.

What he meant was that Maria couldn't be impatient, and it was normal not to be able to use it. Miracles are spells that require the accumulation of faith before they can work. If every spell is like recovery, ask Maria to learn it immediately.

Then Maria can be said to be a living saint.

After the undead man once again told Maria the story of a certain king using a thunder gun to attack the dragon, he said to Maria.

You, keep an eye on it.

The undead man raised his hand, and a dazzling ball of thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air in his palm. In one second, the ball of thunder and lightning expanded into a spear-like object about one meter in length.

This thunder gun is very thin, but the flashing electric light still shows its extraordinary power.

The speed at which the undead released the thunder gun last time was much faster than this. The thunder gun took shape in the blink of an eye. This time, the undead deliberately slowed down the casting action so that Maria could see the details clearly.

Maria opened her eyes wide and kept looking at the undead man's hand.

She felt that this time, she saw clearly, so she nodded and raised her right hand.

Holding the portable staff in her left hand, a ball of thunder and lightning appeared in Maria's right hand.

This ball of thunder and lightning, both in texture and density, is much better than the thunder and lightning summoned by Maria last time.

As Maria stretched out her hand to hold it tightly, the two sides of the lightning extended outward, but it could only extend to a length of less than ten centimeters, and then dissipated.

progress.

The immortal's words are concise and concise, indicating progress.

Maria also shook her right hand with excitement. It seemed that she did not fully grasp the essence of the thunder gun.

But speaking of the thunder gun, Maria suddenly remembered a question.

She raised her head and looked at the undead curiously.

Teacher, do you have a teacher?

teacher?

The immortal thought for a while, and many phantoms appeared in his memory, but they were all shrouded in fog and could not see the lineup clearly.

He nodded blankly, because his intuition told him that that was his teacher.

have.

Eh? Who taught the teacher the Thunder Spear?

Maria asked curiously.

Is Master's thunder gun skills better than Teacher's?

Master?

When the undead man heard this word, he also felt a little weird, and he subconsciously retorted.

Thunder Gun is not a teacher, but a friend.

Maria was stunned for a moment. Was it actually his friend who taught the teacher the thunder gun?

Where is the teacher's friend from? Does he have a name? Like, something that kills people?

Maria was talking like a barrage of words. She still had many doubts, and she asked them all at the same time.

Also, the king in the story is so powerful that he can even kill dragons. What is his name?

The undead man paused after hearing Maria's first words.

He spoke tentatively.

Astra, his hometown. His name is...

The undead man skillfully found relevant information from his memory, but even the simplest name could not be uttered no matter what.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and tried to remember everything.

his name is...

The undead man stared at the bonfire with wide eyes, his pupils trembling wildly under his helmet, and his vision was at a loss.

yes...

No matter how much he thought about it, the immortal could never think of his name.

The undead man could recall many things related to his old friend, but he couldn't remember the name or the appearance of that friend.

But the immortal should not forget it, because part of all the honors and missions he has shouldered should belong to that old friend.

They are also fighting partners.

teacher?

Maria looked at the undead man who suddenly became speechless. She put her hand on the undead man's shoulder and felt his stiff body. She didn't know what happened.

Until the undead man lowered his head, his hoarse voice gained tone for the first time.

I forgot.

The undead whispered, It's the loneliness called forgetfulness.

This was the first time the undead had experienced such violent mood swings after waking up.

He put his left hand on his chest, and the black ring seemed to be burning with fire, which made him at a loss.

52.The behavior of despicable people

Let me tell you! The power of the undead is obvious to all! Another simple shield attack! Although it is simple, it works!

Big Mouth Mobu tries to make this minute exciting with passionate commentary.

But in reality, there's really nothing exciting about a one-minute battle.

It was nothing more than the undead man using his flexible body skills to dodge the hammer blows of the heavy armored knight in front of him, and then continued to hit with shields, forcing the heavy armored knight to retreat continuously. Until he retreated to the edge of the field, his hands were unable to hold the large shield in his hands.

Then he used his long sword to cut a gash in the heavily armored knight's open chest, and struck him twice with a shield so that his body could no longer maintain his balance, and he finally fell from the high platform. won the game.

The series of shield attacks forced Iron Man Kuran to withdraw from this stage! My God, I really don’t know how the undead can use this body that doesn’t look strong at all to beat the heavy armored knight head-on!

Big Mouth Mobu glanced helplessly at the time, it was too fast.

How else could he explain it?

Starting from the top sixteen, the battle between the immortals was like an adult beating a child, and it never lasted more than a minute.

Such power has never been seen or heard of before.

In fact, if there is only one undead, there is another monster in the special tournament.

The knight's fighting time never lasted more than five minutes. Fortunately, the battle of Bloodthorn is more entertaining than the pure violence of the undead, and it also allows Big Mouth Mobu to perform better.

And that knight happened to be in another group and had never faced off against the undead.

The first game of the Casimir Semi-finals is over! Audiences, please don't leave! In half an hour, the second game will begin! The last knight to advance to the finals will be decided!

Big Mouth Mobu's communicator was constantly blasting. He glanced at the communicator and had no choice but to try to continue saying something to delay time.

But the undead man didn't have the temper to wait for him to finish. He had already put away his sword and walked out of the arena.

For him, melee combat was still more challenging. In a one-on-one battle, the shortlisted knights were still too weak and did not have the ability to confront him head-on.

If you want to enjoy the fun of fighting, you can only wait for your opponent in the final to surprise you.

The immortal thought about all this and walked out of the backstage in silence.

What Maria asked him yesterday is not over yet. The undead man is still affected by his own memory.

What exactly is his name? Why can't I remember anything?

What do those images flashing in my memory represent, and why am I so upset?

The immortal can't find the answer.

Once the game was over and the agreement was fulfilled, he would leave Casimir immediately.

If you can't find your answer in Casimir, just walk around.

Teacher! Here, here!

Maria ran over and hugged the undead man's arm. She smiled and pulled the undead man towards the vehicle.

The undead man followed Maria into the car. Zofia sat in the driver's seat and looked back at the silent undead man in the back seat.

Congratulations, Mr. Immortal, you finally made it to the finals.

Um.

The immortal nodded indifferently. This was not a big deal to him, as if it should be like this.

His goal is not just to enter the finals. In a competition of this level, it would be a shame not to win the championship.

The vehicle drove out of the Flame Blade Arena and headed towards Maria's house.

Tomorrow is the final, and the Old Knights and the others plan to watch the game live with Zofia Maria tomorrow.

For this reason, several people are doing their work for tomorrow in advance, planning to free up all day tomorrow. There will definitely be a celebration in the evening, right?

Maria didn't want to trouble the teacher, so she asked Zofia to take her home after a while.

Therefore, the undead can stay around the campfire for the next whole day.

Get ready for tomorrow's game! Teacher!

Maria was still cheering for the undead when she got out of the car.

I will still be there tomorrow! I want to watch the teacher become a champion!

The immortal man looked at his student and nodded slightly.

Maria is really energetic, even though we haven't been together for long. But Maria's character still won the favor of the undead.

Watching Maria enter the main room, Zofia looked back.

Let's go back.

As she spoke, Zofia drove the vehicle towards the intersection and stopped at the red light.

The waiting time for the traffic light was not long, Zofia stepped on the accelerator again and continued moving forward.

But at this moment, a car suddenly came out from the side, passed the red light, and continued to sprint towards it at a very high speed!

Zofia's car happened to be driving in the middle of the intersection.

Zofia subconsciously glanced at the side, and then she noticed the high-speed vehicle. Before her consciousness could react, she stepped on the accelerator.