The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow Author: Zhu Ying

Many years later, facing the unfamiliar land before him, Sang will recall the distant afternoon when he vowed to drink the wolf's blood.

He stood there.

as always.

The wolf blood declared to the strange land with sword and fire.

[The undead team still exists here]

Chapter 1: From a long time ago to many years later

Many years later, in the face of the extinguished first fire and the spreading darkness, the last French undead team, Sang will recall the distant afternoon when he traveled to this world.

At that time, Fran was not as corrupt and smelly as it was at the end of the day. There were large green flowers and plants growing in the clear lake, the water covering the heels was crystal clear, and the straight growing trees seemed to be able to support the sky.

In the face of the ignorant unknown world, many things cannot be called by name, and when it is mentioned, it is seldom necessary to point with your fingers.

And when the uneasiness brought about by the unfamiliar environment drives the footsteps, the spreading ripples vibrate the soft sand, accompanied by the constantly shaking ground at the soles of the feet.

boom--

The sunlight shining from among the trees is shrouded in huge shadows at this moment.

Barely blocking the splashing water and sand with his hands, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, witnessing the familiar yet unfamiliar creatures in front of him with difficulty.

A hard carapace with a gray luster shining like steel under the light, a pair of huge sharp weapons with scars still remaining, eight spears stabbing into the sand, and countless squirming fangs that are so clear that it is creepy, emitting an indescribable deep voice hoarse.

A sand crab the size of a car just looked down at the dumbfounded boy in front of him.

The ingredients that have been on the table countless times are looking at food with eyes at this moment.

……

.........

……………run.

run!run! !start running! ! !

There was no room for thinking, and when he came back to his senses, the instinct of survival had already driven his body, struggling in the water pool and running towards the dry ground beside him.

Group@*chat*>: +wife {{wu@<slip@=一{三-%三=百<二*/The slow speed of slipping makes him hate himself for the first time for why he always touches in physical education class fish.

The reaction of the weak prey to flee away naturally stimulated the hunter's hunting instinct, and the huge crab claws were hammered down at this moment.

boom! ! !

As if a bomb exploded in the water, the accelerated water hit his body hard, and the soft sand that was not easy to run on made his feet suddenly lose strength, and he fell down with a plop at this critical moment.

The sand and soil mixed with the water flow covered the face, and the lungs whimpered from the shortness of breath, and the muscles and even the rear part tensed suddenly at this time, as if they were about to meet a huge impact.

He jerked his head out of the water, but what he saw was another crab claw raised high, or the blood-stained sickle raised high by the death god in black.

Sorrow, regret, anger, confusion.

At that time, all the emotions were constantly clashing in the chest, but none of them could be melted into words as the last remnant.

Caught off guard, death slammed down so casually.

There is darkness in front of my eyes, is this death...

No.

Tranquility was swept away by black shadows, and when he came back to his senses, what he saw was a pitch-black cloak.

A figure in light armor appeared in front of him at some point, holding a sword with that slender arm and unreasonably blocking the huge crab claw.

Raising his head, the man wore a strange triangular-shaped iron helmet on his head, which reminded him of the yellow roadblocks he often saw on the road. In the other hand, he was holding a claw-shaped sharp short knife, which turned into a knife in the next moment. The cold light pierced deeply into the mouth of the giant crab.

Twist and tear to make it scream in pain.

At the same time, the big sword suddenly increased its force to bounce off the huge crab claw, and just pierced deeply into the tiny brain of this huge creature, causing the huge body that was about to riot to collapse all of a sudden.

The invincible monster stood before him as vulnerable as a chicken tied up for slaughter.

A set of movements is only between light and flint, but it shows the warrior's proficiency and skill. After confirming that the cancer is dead, the weird man in the strange pointed hat finally turns around and looks at the poor creature who is still trembling.

The throat that has not been opened for many years makes strange noises, making people unable to tell the age or even the gender.

"...human...human?"

"I... I am!"

The first time I was saved, what I felt was not relief, but another kind of fear that dominated the body.

Because what appeared under the triangular iron helmet was a face as dry as a mummy, without any warmth, and the black beads placed in the eye sockets stared at him so coldly and dangerously. Great sword together.

Without any power to resist, he was wrapped in panic and dazed for the first time, so he could only repeat the answers that might bring him some survivability.

He said.

"I am human."

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………………

.........

...

Eyes opened.

What you see is a bright flame, a burning bonfire, and the floating sparks exude a faint warmth, making people feel neglected or warmed.

But it is no longer necessary.

The burning of the bonfire is to illuminate the spreading darkness, but at this moment the sky has revealed the bright whiteness of the fish maw.

He lowered his head, and the bright sword blade on his lap reflected familiar and somewhat unfamiliar faces.

"........."

... what a distant dream.

It is too far away.

Silently, he stretched out his hand, and after putting on a strange triangular iron helmet next to him, he stuck his sword into the soil and stood up.

But at this moment, when he was found awake, a voice sounded.

"Yo, woke up? Did you have a good dream, employer~"

A female voice mixed with a bit of ridicule came from the side, long white hair fluttering in the wind, the two ears extending from the top of the head trembled slightly, and a slightly ferocious smile was outlined on the delicate face, her name was Laplande The lone wolf said with a teasing smile.

"……Set off."

Ignoring the other party's ridicule, the strangely dressed man reached out and patted another traveling companion who fell beside his knee.

Sleepy-eyed, she stood up and rubbed her eyes. With her pointed dog ears tied up, the girl with long chestnut hair yawned long and said good morning with an innocent smile.

"San, Miss Lapp, good morning~"

"Little Pello, it seems that you slept soundly."

"Well, in a small moment, I had a dream with a lot of honey cakes..."

"Walk."

Ignoring the explanations of the two, the weird man named San calmly extinguished the burning bonfire, spoke briefly and then walked towards the target.

"Don't be so anxious, employer, you really save time. You obviously don't have any urgent purpose."

"Woo~ Xiao Ke is hungry."

The two of them followed while talking, the bright white of the sky became more and more dazzling, as time changed, the light of dawn shone on the land with golden fireballs.

And the visitors from the other world, the last Falan undead team raised their heads and watched the sunrise rising from this strange land.

Just watched quietly.

And in those few seconds, the past of the dream melted like snowflakes and was left behind.

He raised his iron boots covered with various traces, and stepped forward like a shooting star.

No matter how time and space change, the undead team is still moving forward.

From the long time ago in the dream to the present many years later.

as always.

Chapter 2: The Wolf-Blooded Befriends the Wolf

【who I am? 】

Sang, a visitor from another world, is also the last French undead team.

【where am I? 】

A different world, one that made me exist again for some reason.

【What should I do? 】

Things to do, responsibilities to fulfill, wishes to disperse.

Under the interference of vague memories, those things seemed to be just the light and shadow left behind like illusions.

The body is not what it used to be.

Memory, chaotic light away.

Strength, not one hundred and one left.

But the answer is still there.

……keep going.

as always.

In an unknown country in a strange world, in a desolate cemetery, a palm pierced through the soil and clenched into a fist.

The ground trembled, like a zombie in the legend of the Yan Kingdom, a figure slowly stood up in the gradually extending crack.

Dust and debris slowly fell from the jet-black hair, and the agate-like pupils were dull to dull.

"Ha... ho..."

He straightened his back, moved his body, raised his head, and—

Take your first breath in this world.

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.........

...

"Ha, it came out of the soil! Hahahaha boss, you have really refreshed my knowledge. Even I have never heard of such a thing."

The white wolf ears trembled in the laughter, and Luper named Laplande held her stomach and laughed exaggeratedly, making people completely unable to understand the point of her laughter.

But Sang's expression was still indifferent, and he continued to walk in silence.

He didn't know why he woke up, but when he regained consciousness, all he felt was his original flesh and blood.

All that remained was an old iron helmet.

then.

...to see a strange world.

In this world, everyone has the characteristics of birds and beasts, and can perform magic-like attacks through a mineral called origin stone, and will also be injured by disasters with the same source of power and bring deadly diseases.

There is no fire that keeps burning.

There is no undead with sprawling death.