Ark of the Immortal

Solar said a lot, these are the words he needs to tell the undead when he appears this time.

But this is not Solar's will in itself, he is also the projection of the First Fire. As part of the awakening power, the undead need to be informed of the information.

Therefore, Solar picked up the sword and shield from the ground and handed them to the undead man.

But, having said so much. In fact, what I want to tell you most is not the serious-sounding things. You have more experience than me in protecting the First Fire and continuing the world.

He looked at the undead man's eyes, which had improved from his dry state, and said.

Just like what you said to me when I was frustrated in front of the sunworm.

Find your goal, your belief, and give everything for it. Even if it is false, it must have its own extraordinary meaning.

Now you have broken free from the shackles of the mission of inheriting the flame. Then why not find a goal that truly belongs to you?

When you wake up again, you must have the meaning of your own existence. The choice of Chuhuo is not without reason. But before that, as a person, how do you define yourself?

So, go search and find the meaning of your existence in this new generation.

Isn't this what we, as immortals, should do the most?

These are not words that should be spoken as part of the First Fire.

But these are the words that Solar wants to say the most as a friend.

He once accepted help from his friends in the age of gods and regained hope.

Now, he will also turn into firewood in the new generation, igniting the motivation for his friends to move forward.

...

The undead man was thinking, and he took note of Solar's advice.

Solar lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The golden body gradually dimmed, and the sky at this moment also showed signs of solidification.

It was a sign of impending malice, a clarion call for Solar to return.

Haha, it's almost time. It's time for me to go back.

Solar laughed twice and looked at the despicable people still surrounding the two of them.

Then he blinked slightly at Maria, who was standing at the entrance of the arena with her eyes wide and dull.

It seems that there is another little follower of the sun.

But before I go back, of course I want to help you solve the difficulties in front of you!

Solar said.

I watched in the fire for so long, so I can help!

Then, the incarnation of the Sun Disk opened its hands.

The sun in the boundless sky casts scorching rays of light, which condensed into weapons of attack in the hands of the golden giant.

The sword and shield, which symbolize the sun, glow with their original light in the hands of the hero.

The undead stared at the sword and shield in Solar's hand, and he thought of many things.

Countless times, when the undead encountered difficulties, the figure standing in front of him used this shield to block the incoming suffering, and used this iron sword to crush the incoming hostility.

At that time, this was just an ordinary iron shield and a simple iron sword, not even comparable to some refined weapons.

But it was such an iron shield and iron sword that allowed this sun-like warrior to overcome obstacles and bring him into the initial furnace.

Today, they are also symbols of the sun, possessing unfathomable power.

It's really nostalgic. How long ago was it when we last fought side by side?

The initial furnace, King Wu Xin.

Hey, you really remember it. Even if the gods also fall in your hands and mine, what difficulties are there that we can't overcome?

Solar put the shield behind his back and raised his left hand.

Boom!

Flashes of thunder burst out from the dazzling sun, falling from the sky into the hands of the great hero.

Remember the miracle I taught you, right?

Solar looked at the undead man and asked him to raise his left hand.

Come on, let's practice again.

The undead nodded silently. In agreement with the heroic soul in front of him, he put the broken shield behind his back and raised his left hand.

He still remembered that when they met for the second time, Solal smashed the gargoyle's body with the thunder gun tightly in his hand.

That was also the first time that the undead had a definite concept of magic. So during the third encounter, the Immortal came up with the idea of ​​learning miracles.

Solar naturally taught everything he could. He happily told the undead man the miraculous story he had memorized for a long time, and personally demonstrated it to him.

Just like the undead did to Maria.

The firewood is passed down from generation to generation.

At that time, the immortal had been practicing for two months in order to be able to use the thunder gun. Solar had been encouraging the immortal, telling him that the miracle itself was very difficult, and Solar himself did not learn it easily.

It was not until later that the immortals learned that it only took less than a minute for Solar to learn about the thunder gun and be able to use it.

The undead thought again.

Solar held the thunder gun in his hand, and it seemed like yesterday that the undead man was trying hard to solidify the thunder gun into shape.

The sun and the moon rotate, and the sea changes.

A new era has come, and everything in the past has turned into a dream and remains only in memory.

But just as described in the ancient prophecies.

What has been done will be done again. What has been done will be done again.

There is nothing new under the sun.

At this moment, the scene that was separated by thousands of years reappeared.

The unknown hero's body is burning with fire, and he raises his left hand high, standing on the earth!

Then the sun trembled, and the solar disk shed tears of joy to pay tribute to the awakened gods.

The sunlight gathered in the palm of the hero's hand, and it seemed as if the world had dimmed, just because of the infinite light in his hand!

That is the authority controlled by the sun, and it is also the great achievement of the ancient gods themselves!

That was the miracle bestowed upon the guardian of the First Fire, and it was also the beginning of everything in the dragon hunting legend!

The two looked at the thunder gun in each other's hands.

Solar murmured softly.

As expected of you, my old friend.

The weak person who needed to be protected eventually became the pioneer who carried the world.

The undead turned his gaze to the side. It was the tallest building in Casimir and the symbol of the Business Alliance in the Grand Knights Territory.

In order to capture the noble people, they also happened to expel the residents living nearby to prevent them from recording images with their terminals.

Now, there is no one around, only the tall buildings and the despicable people hiding in the filthy lair.

If this high-rise building collapses, will the hope blocked by the high-rise building return again?

Solar leaned back and grasped the thunderbolt in his hand.

The undead leaned back and grasped the sunlight that turned into substance.

They stood side by side, just like raising the butcher's knife in their hands to the ancient gods in the original furnace!

call out! !

The two thunder guns passed through the building in an instant, piercing through everything that stood in the way.

But this is not the end, just the beginning.

Countless thunder and lightning condensed into substance in the sunlight.

They cheer, they jump.

That is the legend that has reappeared in the world, that is the beacon that leads them forward!

In an instant, the thunder gun shot out from the sun! Like dense raindrops, they want to return to the earth!

It was a miracle used by the gods in the ancient dragon war. Even the scales of the ancient dragon could be penetrated.

Miracle (Sunshine, Guns, Rain)

Boom! !

The moment the high-rise building came into contact with the thunder gun, the glass on the surface was shattered, followed immediately by the broken coating of the high-rise building, as well as the penetrated floors and the load-bearing column in the center!

The 100-meter-tall building became riddled with holes in a matter of seconds, and the despicable people hiding inside were wiped out by the power of the sun!

There was still a rumbling sound in the sky, but the surroundings of the Flame Blade Arena were already dead silent.

Thunder and lightning in the daytime shock the timid hearts of those who abandon humanity.

Now, not even the business leagues and knights associations can stop the champion.

Perhaps such actions will eventually bring a new vitality to the seemingly prosperous but lifeless country of Casimir.

When the thunder dissipated, the undead retracted his gaze and looked at his friend beside him. It was he who had awakened the power for himself.

It seems that the height you have reached has exceeded all of our expectations.

Solar clapped his hands in admiration.

But it's a pity that this power is only temporarily awakened after all. If you want to regain the power that belongs to you, you have to slowly reveal the nature of the world and retrieve your past and present memories.

...

The undead man watched Solar gradually transform into a glorious body, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand.

This man, who had always been taciturn, felt the sadness coming like a tide at this moment.

He wanted to stay, but he knew clearly that Solar had already become a part of Chuhuo. Today, he is just a fragment left in his memory.

Solar reached out to touch his old friend, but it passed through the undead body.

He is already part of the daylight.

But he still smiled and comforted, speaking with his last strength.

Don't be sad, I didn't disappear completely, I just fell asleep temporarily.

He pointed to the sun in the sky again.

As long as you look at the sun, you will think of me.

The lower body had already turned into light and dissipated, and the remaining afterglow of power also poured into the undead body.

Solar looked up at the sun.

At this moment, his mind was completely immersed in the dazzling sunlight.

It turns out that the new generation will also have such a dazzling and warm sun?

That's great.

The Sun Warrior raised his hands high and poured in all the strength in his body, as if he wanted to embrace the scorching sun.

The great hero shouted loudly, piercing the time.

Praise the sun!

The last trace of afterglow dissipated and turned into a stream of light pouring into the chest of the undead.

The fire gradually dissipated from the undead's fully repaired body.

Black hair grew out, caressing the undead's slightly older face.

The skin that used to be as dry as an ancient tree finally has life.

Although there are still some signs of withering, we can already get a glimpse of its original appearance.

That was Solar's last gift, to let the undead remember the past and not lose their humanity and become living corpses.