Ark of the Immortal

But the face without any protection is a tough and beautiful face.

And there was the young demon king following her.

Now, the new king who has passed through the silent era stands at the door of destiny, facing the nightmare itself that has appeared in her dreams on countless nights.

"Tracys."

She just raised the straight knife in her hand, and the blade was pointed at the false king sitting on the throne.

The fire in his eyes ignited the darkness in front of him.

"I delivered your death."

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When Melanza stood in front of Tracys, she had the first real opportunity to look at the person in front of her.

The originally slightly pink hair turned completely gray under the erosion of the abyss.

The dim red in his eyes is gradually brightening due to unknown emotions.

In the past time, Melanza had not been able to truly reach this point in the dream deduction.

She died in the hands of those abyssal insects from the beginning, was torn apart under the claws of the demon transformed by Sergeant Cazdale, or was cut in two by the edge of Knight Harland's curved sword.

When she chooses to avoid fighting and fights her way out of the demon group, she will face the dark sword and soul-sucking hand of the army of soul-sucking ghosts.

She failed to pass the last level, and even after she joined those royal guards and Rhode Island elite operators who risked their lives, she could only barely reach the stairs of the palace.

Every time she raised her head towards the stairs, the tide-like army of soul-sucking ghosts would make it impossible for her to move forward even half a step.

Because in real reality, she has never even set foot on the frontline battlefield.

Relying on the memoirs of the operators who were lucky enough to survive and the combat records written by them, Melantha was able to get a full picture of the war.

In fact, during the time of "Melanza".

Melanza, Ace and the others escaped from the underground cave and came to the rescue through inquiries from the undead.

Afterwards, the unconscious Melanza was sent back to Rhode Island by the undead.

This is also the biggest reason why Melanza cannot accept herself or the reality.

She was just injured and fell into a coma during the mission. When she woke up, everything had changed.

The teacher left again, and Rhode Island was still alive.

She hated her weakness so much that she couldn't play even a small role in that battle. Even if she could just stand behind the teacher and wave the blade in her hand for him, that would be enough.

The intense regret and the countless pain she faced in the reality later gave birth to the dream that Melantha could not get out of after decades of exhaustion.

The false past that was born in her own consciousness.

Because it is a dream, she will be resurrected after death. She does not need to worry about whether she will really die.

Even if this dream is fake, even if he succeeds once, it proves that he has enough power now.

Everything in the dream is a projection of all her emotions and spirit, and the real reality is the last straw that brings her to the brink of collapse.

If it hadn't been for the badge given by the teacher, Melanza would not have had the chance to walk on this path again on her own feet.

This time, it was different from the past she knew.

The teacher's close friends, the strong men who had fought against the teacher, and the heroic spirits who had come out of history all stood behind her.

The undercurrents under the deep sea and the rough waves of monsters on the sea were all kept out of the palace by their pure heroic bodies.

And she relied on these powers to stand in front of Tracys.

Now, she only needs to take her last step to completely redeem decades of resentment.

"Tracys!"

Surprisingly, when Melantha came to Tracys, the hatred in her heart did not swallow her up.

Those empty rages have long been torn into pieces by the sharp teeth of the silent era.

She actually knew that it was just because she was too weak.

But after these angry residues were extinguished, they still accumulated in her heart and became the strength for her to lift the straight knife in her hand.

Now, she could finally say the words she had wanted to say for a long time.

"I delivered your death."

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"..."

Faced with Melantha's wild words, Tracy was not as surprised or puzzled as expected.

The false king, who had been hiding behind the scenes for who knows how long, slowly relaxed and leaned back towards the throne.

He turned slightly sideways, lifted his chin with his left thumb, and tapped the bridge of his nose with his index finger.

The scarlet eyes narrowed to almost a line. After thinking for a short time, he still smiled.

"I see, is he his successor?"

Tracy never thought that a girl would break through her carefully prepared route and walk in front of him like this.

The moment he saw Melanza, he was indeed a little shocked, but he was not an ordinary person.

If anything could make him panic. Then he couldn't take Kazdel from his closest relatives and use it as a breeding ground for the abyss.

Even he has won his own rights from countless representatives of the abyss gods.

After quickly confirming Melantha's identity by relying on the flames on her body, Tracys' mind immediately made several deductions for the current scene.

"Did I misjudge his behavior, or were you an unexpected factor?"

Tracy raised his right hand, and the shadow behind him became even thicker. In the shadow of the throne, a black mist of void appeared for no reason, spreading towards the entire palace.

"Maybe none of them are right, but that's not why you can challenge me."

The unhappiness in Tracy's eyes became more and more obvious.

Although the situation in front of him was beyond his expectation, as the spokesperson of the abyss, Tracys' authority could not be trampled on in this way.

He can be as humble as a mortal man and not have a head-on confrontation with him.

He can also use despicable means to achieve his own goals, and the lives of others are not worth mentioning in his eyes.

But this doesn't mean that anyone can stand in front of him with a "brave" attitude and ask for his life wantonly.

What's more, he already has a close connection with the gods of the abyss. The deal between them gave Trasisi the power to defy all Terran creatures except the undead.

He just didn't want to face the man with his first passion, it wasn't that he was timid.

"Those people who don't want to face me can become stones under your feet. Standing in front of me, I should appreciate you, but."

Melanza stood under the throne, and in front of Tracys' eyes, this was the ignorant child trying to tear off the crown from his head, and also stepped on it with two feet.

"Who gave you the courage to speak nonsense in front of me!?"

As Tracy's voice became duller, the shadow behind him also rose in unpleasant emotions.

In just one breath, black mist almost filled the entire palace.

And it was in the deep black mist that the hidden murderous intention just showed its fangs.

Melantha's eyes caught the assassins' heads emerging from the shadows, and the blades in their hands were as conspicuous as snow-white in Melantha's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of two steel collisions echoed in the palace.

Ding! Ding!

The dark black dagger stabbed out at a tricky angle, but before it reached the target point, it was intercepted by a slender straight knife.

The blade, which seemed to be only about two centimeters, accurately blocked the dagger's path, and the hand holding the straight knife was even more stable.

It's hard to imagine that a girl who looks so weak can have such strength. Even the huge curved sword of Knight Harland can probably be blocked firmly.

After a single blow failed, the two assassins appeared from the shadows and immediately tried to escape into the black mist again.

But just as they were about to put on the black curtain again, the clear light of the sword had already flashed before their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there was an uncontrollable burning sensation, which began to spread towards the whole body from where the sword light passed.

too fast.

This slash was a blade strike that Melanza almost subconsciously captured after blocking two attacks from daggers.

It was incredible enough to intercept two dagger attacks at the same time.

Not to mention immediately counterattacking after defending, the blade can easily connect the weak points of the two enemies into a line.

But it was obviously a huge arc of up to 180 degrees.

When the two assassins tried to capture Melanza's figure again amid the painful burning sensation, the straight knife in her hand had dropped to her side again.

But the tarsal fire, not even the curtain of the abyss, could stop it from crossing to the other side.

The figure that stepped out of the abyss nest relying on the black mist was already covered by flames on both sides of its body in just an instant.

The Abyss Nest was also aware of this huge threat.

Originally, half of his body fell into the shadow, and was quickly spit out by the nest of the abyss.

For fear of being contaminated by that bright flame again.

When the two corpses fell weakly, the flames had burned away the viscous liquid on their outer layers, leaving only two daggers left to fall to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Tracy saw that his attack was ineffective, and he didn't even have the slightest chance to panic the girl.

His eyes still fell on the blade in Melanza's hand.

"Isn't this the fire he gave you?"

At this time, Tracy was a little shocked.

What kind of strength did you think such a little girl could have?

Even if you take the first fire and burn it at the cost of your own life to stimulate your potential, it will only be a drop in the bucket.

But the flames embraced her as gently as they crowned the undead.

"Is this Chuhuo?! You were admitted by Chuhuo!"

Only now did Tracy realize the seriousness of the problem.

She stood in front of her, not many people were willing to die for her and become a dead soul in the wave of demons in Traces.

Instead, she used her own strength to step through the siege of the abyssal insects and knocked open the palace door.

However, how could First Fire give two people recognized authority at the same time? !

There should only be one Fire King from the beginning!

"No...impossible. The First Fire will only grant it to a guardian it recognizes. What on earth are you..."

Tracy stared at the girl in front of her and thought quickly.

At that moment, he had countless speculations in his mind, but they were all overturned by himself.

That was the First Fire, and the fear reaction of the Abyss Nest could not be faked. It had wailed during the burning of the First Fire, and the warning given to him by the Blessing of the Abyss truly made his skin tingle.

Could it be said that the immortal is already there? !

But Melanza didn't give him any chance at all.

Just when Traces was still sitting firmly on the throne with the posture of a so-called king, the space was already torn to pieces by the bright fire.

Tracy's pupils shrank sharply, and a beautifully engraved sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, blocking him in front of him.

Ding!

The tip of the knife left a clearly visible stab mark on the sword. Tracy held the hilt of the sword firmly and blocked Melanza's sudden stab.

He was about to use his strength to force Melanza back, but Melanza's speed exceeded his expectation.

The blade that was originally pressed against the sword had been withdrawn by her at some point, and the bright flames and blade were torn apart into afterimages by the extreme speed.

Only the violent sound of breaking through the air reminded Tracy that the next slash had arrived.

The sound of dense steel clashing echoed in the vast space of the palace.