The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

How could he do such a thing?

It was even stronger when he rushed into the house and looked at the trembling figure of the mother holding her child.

In the past, he hated those mother-in-law plots in zombie movies that were always difficult to deal with, and thought he could do it easily, but now...

The sword that was already swinging freely felt extremely heavy at this moment.

"Please...please...at least...at least let this child go, it's only three months old, please let him go."

She kept kowtowing to herself, not daring to stop even though her face was covered with blood, her tears dripped down mixed with blood, her trembling eyes and body reflected real despair and love.

On the contrary, the child looked at him with ignorant eyes, shining with pure confusion without knowing anything.

Everything is announcing him, announcing his proof as a human being.

but--

The breath of the abyss entangled them, and it was hopeless.

Raising the sword, he knew not to be soft-hearted.

Even if there is hesitation and struggle in my heart.

And the moment he raised his sword, the last tiny hope was shattered, and curses and resentment roared out hysterically.

"Why are you monsters so cruel? A group of cursed guys, do you think there is something special about yourself? You are just a group of crazy executioners——"

However, in the next second, she could no longer make a sound.

Sang's sword has not yet fallen.

It was behind her that a big sword cut off her and the child in an instant, because it was too fast, too fast, even the pain was not felt, and the consciousness of the deceased fell into darkness.

The flowing blood soaked the pitch-black shadow, he wiped the rusty blood stained on his lips with his hand, pressed his throat to resist the urge to vomit, and opened his mouth in panic.

"Miss..."

"Reserve, what are you hesitating about?"

Sang opened his mouth, and after a few struggles, he mustered up the courage to speak.

"Is what we're doing really right... I can understand it in order to suppress the abyss. But even so, the one-sided massacre of unarmed civilians like this, we are just like..."

speechless.

The blood-stained sword rested on his neck.

The close senior said coldly.

"A monster...maybe it's like this."

She reached out to remove the strangely shaped triangular iron helmet on top of her head.

"This hat is regarded by the world as an ominous symbol. This is indeed crazy. This road is destined to be understood by no one, but even so, some things must be done."

"We worship heroes, but we are not heroes, and we will never be heroes. So every time we raise our swords, we must firmly believe that every time we swing our swords and bleed, we are to protect more people."

"But...but big sister, won't this kind of thinking really become an excuse to kill? It will never be understood by the world, and we will never be able to determine whether we are right or wrong. How can we prove that we are not crazy indiscriminate killers?"

"It's no use."

"Ah, why—"

There was only one answer to him.

But he remembered the last moment before the first fire went out.

"If the abyss comes, our corpses will be piled up in the first row against the darkness. As long as the darkness is not over, we will all die before dawn."

"So, no need."

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Chapter 17: Declare War

"It hurts, hurts... that guy, you really hit hard."

Dusk in the sky has come to an end.

Darkness enveloped the entire world, but it still couldn't erase the brilliance of the neon lights of the Great Knight's collar.

In the Martin's Tavern, a rare guest is half naked, receiving intimate service from a blonde beauty.

After applying the ointment finely with a cotton swab, Zofia sighed, put away the medicine and said helplessly.

"The wounds are almost treated, but the burns of the black flames are difficult to heal for some reason. It is really a vicious Originium skill."

Diaros Khosrow put on the white shirt next to him, and touched his neck in pain.

"Origin stone skills? I always feel that there is something different. I have never seen that kind of evil feeling."

Martin reached out and pushed the mixed wine in front of him, nodded and said.

"Well, it's better for you to cultivate for a while in the near future."

"I can't help it. After all, I was targeted by that troublesome big guy. It's really unlucky. Whether it's the junction or here, there are lunatics like him."

And at this moment, as the doorbell rang, a figure wearing a tricorne hat and a brown Pero walked in again.

"Welcome, Fran, and Xiao Ke, this should be the last time you come here."

"There are rare guests here today."

Dialos covered his head in annoyance.

"Boss, don't say that. I failed miserably today. I don't have the face to boast in front of those with strength."

San stared at him.

At the same time, Diaros' body reacted instantly.

A series of words such as danger, majesty, power, and unknown are all contained in that gaze.

"...just right."

"Xiao Ke wants to drink ice tumor milk!"

Sang walked straight and sat down next to Diaros, and ordered a glass of the most accustomed liquor these days.

"Boss, do you know each other well?"

Before Diaros could speak first, Zofia spoke first.

"Heh, we rescued this guy. When he passed out on the street, if it wasn't for our kindness, he would have been stripped naked and thrown into a slum."

"After asking him who he was, he said he was a knight, and then he used a whip as a weapon like me, which made me feel a little good, so I helped him sign up for the knight competition and found a foundation for his life. "

Looking at Dialos' handsome handsome face and the exquisite armor placed aside, San was silent for a while before speaking abruptly.

"Your armor and behavior don't look like ordinary people, are you a nobleman?"

Dialos was a little surprised, and then introduced with a somewhat complicated but proud tone.

"Yes, as you can see, my Khoslaw family is well-known—"

But before he could finish speaking, Koval the Great Pyrenees interrupted him with a big laugh.

"Right, right, I think this kid also looks like a knight of those noble families, but in fact, after checking, this guy has no identity at all, just like someone who fell from the sky."

But it’s not over yet, and San presses on.

"Also, what is your race?"

The shop fell silent.

Dialos' face froze a bit.

In this world named Terra, all people have animal characteristics, just like dogs correspond to Pelo, cats correspond to Ferrin, although there are also fantasy races like the angel Sakota and the demon Sarkaz , but each of them also has quite obvious racial characteristics.

On Diaros's body, neither the ears nor the tail can be seen.

"Ah, ah, ah, this, I'm Agor, and the fishy smell on my body may be relatively weak, so it's not easy to see."

Even though he wanted to get away with it, Sang's eyes had completely seen through it.

"Your tactics are modern, but your equipment and techniques are ancient, just like mine."

Speaking of this, Diaros raised his head abruptly, looking at the unpretentious armor and equipment on the man in front of him, and his temperament that was incompatible with this world.

"Could it be that... you too... don't belong to this world——"

Before he could speak, Martin sighed and said to Maria who was playing with Xiao Ke.

"Maria, go and close the door, it seems... the business will be closed for a while today."

After closing the door.

Zofia folded her arms and sighed.

"Originally, we only listened to what this guy said as nonsense. After all, the other world was somewhat whimsical, but as he added more and more details, we all began to doubt it. After all, Di Yaros doesn't look like a novelist at all."

The old knight Fogwald also spoke after taking a sip of wine.

"The upbringing and skills are not fake. This kid's tone and actions reveal a kind of young man from a noble family."

"I'll go, do you see me like that..."

Surprised by his own impression in his friend's mind, Diaros turned around hastily, but he was also involved in the burn wound of Heiyan, making him cover his neck and tense his expression.

And Sang noticed this, and stretched out his hand to him after thinking.

"Stand here and don't move, I'll help you heal."

Immediately afterwards, he sang an ancient story at an inaudible high speed, and immediately after that, a group of dazzling rays of light like the sun appeared in this small bar in an instant in his hands.

Sunshine healing, the great miracle given to the saints by the Sun Queen in the past, has a strong healing ability.

"Oh, could this be the sacred prayer of the legendary Golden Tree..."

The injuries all over his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, including the irreversible burns, all of which melted like ice under the warm golden light.

The few people who were related to Linguang's family were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Kowal elbowed his old friend hard.

"Hey, old man, could this light be the origin stone technique passed down from the Linguang family..."

"You are blind, there is a ready-made light next to us, have you seen when Maria can emit such a warm light, grandma, just sitting here I feel as comfortable as I am in a bath Like a hot spring, I feel that the dark wounds in my body are almost healed."

Maria stared at that ray of light in a daze, at the miraculous light that loved all things, as if it wanted to heal everything.

It's different from my sister's, uncle's, or even grandpa's, and my own is even more difficult to match.

Such a warm light...

In half a minute, the warm light quickly disappeared, leaving only the dispirited crowd.

Dialos moved his body, which became more relaxed than before, and said gratefully.

"Thank you so much for this kindness. I am deeply impressed by your prayer."

"Prayer? No, it's a miracle."

Withdrawing his hand, Sang explained flatly.

"Sure enough, from the time you saw my reaction, I vaguely guessed that even if we are from other worlds, it doesn't mean that we are from the same hometown."

If it was a person from the Black Soul world, seeing the triangular iron helmet on his head, he would definitely not show such an ignorant expression like him.

"Miracle? In other words, you are not from the junction?"

"Yes."

Dialos let out a breath, with an unconcealable disappointment on his face.

He originally wanted to ask about the situation at the junction after his death, and he didn't know what happened to his brother and the faded one.

Either way.

Suppressing the feeling in his heart, Diaros spoke as easily as possible.

"Anyway, in this strange world, we can be regarded as sympathetic, but it is really a good thing to hear that you are leaving Kasimir tomorrow."