The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

Extra: Three Snakes Biting the Sun

After killing half of Casas's army, Sang immediately rushed to the inner city at full speed, unwilling to miss the opportunity to avenge Warnier himself.

Logically speaking, at this moment, Kasas's defeat was decided, and most of the remaining guards in the city should gather around the Overlord. There should be no obstacles along the way, but when Sang was about to step on the last step.

Gogogogogogogogogo! !

Three black figures bathed in shadows seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"……You are."

Wearing a long black dress similar to mourning clothes, and a beak mask covering his face, he exudes an ominous smell.

As expected, Sang's voice was so cold that it almost pierced into the bone marrow.

"The three leaders of Londor, sure enough, you have interfered in the abyss of Casas."

Londor is a country of wandering souls, a country of human beings who are enemies of gods, looking forward to the dark world after the flames are extinguished. This coincides with Casas' behavior, and it also made the undead team suspicious early.

With a chuckle, the petite woman among them spoke with a particularly unpleasant laugh.

"We can't rely on us for the matter of the abyss, it's his own choice. But——I have to admit that this is a mistake made because of youth and arrogance. This time the king selection seems to have failed, and there is nothing we can do about it. "

She changed the subject again.

"I didn't expect that Frank's undead team, you freaks, would be so strong. I thought it was this age, and no one would believe the legend of that abyss walker anymore."

And the one on the far right also spoke.

"Especially you, that kind of disaster-like fog of death, the threat is too great."

"So—you can't be allowed to live on."

Hei Dao and An Mi were unsheathed at the same time, and the two dangerous weapons pointed at Sang's head at the same time, but his eyes were fixed on the person in the middle, who was also the most silent and strongest elder sister.

The three leaders of Londor are all excellent swordsmen, but the strongest among them is...

Without saying a word, two strange-shaped sword blades appeared in the woman's hands.

The Morian blade sword is a deformed sword imitating the steeple of the Black Church. It has eight stabbing blades and countless spikes that can cause bleeding. It can greatly increase the user's strength when he is in crisis.

The onyx-edged sword, a weapon made according to the shape of flames, can transform the power of humanity in the body into black flames with weight, and it is also a terrifying weapon.

Facing the oppression of the three, Sang didn't show any fear at all, or on the contrary, the arrogance all over his body became deeper and more burning.

"If you don't die, you won't die, why don't you understand?"

Lifting the blood-stained sword and dagger, Sang's pupils were bloodshot to scarlet from the boiling wolf blood from the slaughter.

"Get out of my way."

In just an instant, Sang's figure turned into a black storm and swept away, and the bright flame of chaos burned blazingly on the blade.

On the contrary, the blade of the onyx-edged sword was also burning with the black fire of humanity, colliding with each other in the blink of an eye, and the violent explosion directly shattered the entire step in an instant.

The impact generated by the collision of the blades blows the smoke away in the next second, and the two figures, one black and one red, fly backward at the same time, and attack flexibly and cunningly in the next moment.

And in several confrontations, Sang has confirmed that this woman is very strong, and she should be almost the same as herself in a one-on-one fight, but if you add another swordsman who cooperates tacitly...

The crystal clear and transparent blade pierced his calf, and the solid armor failed to play any defensive role.

He looked vigilantly at the straight knife owned by the gravekeeper Yagdelan in the past. It was undoubtedly a terrifying weapon, with a terrifying record of burying a hundred knights with one sword.

At this time, a huge purple halo emerged under his feet. This is the black miracle of Londor, which can block all magic spells, and this move also prevents him from releasing the death disaster and repairing the body.

He was undoubtedly driven to a real life-and-death situation.

"It's a man's wish to die surrounded by women, how about you just accept it?"

Lilianne smiled and stained the black knife with a layer of darkness, surrounded by cold murderous aura.

The three walked around in a circle, entangled like a cold snake, surrounded him in circles, looking for a weak spot to attack.

Sang didn't say a word, but the atmosphere on his body was more solemn. He put the dagger back on his side, and under the slightly surprised eyes of the three women, he took out a nearly two-meter-long cross spear from the space, and blessed the gemstone. The light soaked the body of the gun.

"...help me again."

The memory of the soul emerged in his mind, continuously instilling the skills of using a gun into his body.

Holding the gun and sword tightly in his hand, the wolf blood in his body kept boiling, and the red light flickering in his pupils was like a burning flame. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a mad dragon and rushed towards the three women.

boom! ! !

10 minute later.

In the fierce battle to the death, the two sides were still at a stalemate. Even if the three joined forces, they still failed to kill the man.

His marksmanship is even more proficient than swordsmanship, the rays of blessing are swaying everywhere, and the advantage of long weapons will only directly disrupt their formation many times, and it's not only that.

Yulia, who was holding the shadow in her hand, pulled out the three crossbow bolts stuck in her stomach with a livid face.

This was caused by Sang Leng drawing out the crossbow unexpectedly during the fierce battle.

She quickly took out the undead treasure, took a sip of the elemental bottle that could heal injuries, and her complexion improved a lot.

The mask on the eldest sister Friede's face cracked a long gap, and fell to the ground with a plop. A delicate and cold face was instantly displayed in the space filled with killing intent.

Facing the onslaught of the three powerhouses, Sang's condition is not good at this time when spells are restricted.

Half of his face is still burning with the black flame of human nature. The pain is so painful that he has no consciousness at all. Anlong's defenseless transparent blade has pierced his body several times. The left hand interrupted.

But this is only on the surface, the longer the delay, the more eagerness and anger in his heart become more settled, and the killing intent towards Warnier is released in advance at this time, making his actions more and more serious. Frenzied, his style of play became more and more desperate.

But it can be seen with the naked eye that the advantage is slowly concentrated on Londor's side, as long as this advantage continues...

At this moment, the time of the silence ban finally came to an end. Under the bewildered eyes of the three women, with the flash of restoration light, Sang instantly returned to her unscathed original state.

The wound healed faster than drinking the goddess' blessing, and the effect of the embers was not so outrageous.

Feeling that the elemental bottle in her hand was no longer fragrant, Yulia couldn't help but exclaimed.

"How is it possible! Are Frank's undead team all monsters?"

Before the second silence ban was activated, the magic light continued to condense on the tip of the sword, and the three danger words instantly appeared above their heads.

The torrent of the soul broke through everything and swept over, the completely irresistible and terrifying lethality blasted away all three people who raised their weapons to resist.

"........"

However, this severe injury also breeds greater danger.

The effect of the Morian Blade was activated, and Fried's body instantly lit up with a powerful red light.

She stood up, wrapped in black flames, and stabbed towards Sang like a sensitive snake.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was under the recoil of the torrent of soul, a sword dance directly chopped off Sang's arms, and Morian's sword pierced his chest directly, and countless barbs hung into the flesh, causing bleeding and unimaginable pain.

"ended."

For the first time since the battle, she spoke.

Losing both arms, even if it can be repaired, time is still not enough.

The blade twisted, and was about to cut Sang's upper body to his head with an upward stroke, but at this moment, he pressed his body forward frantically, allowing the blade covered with countless barbs to pierce through more intimately. His own body allowed him to move his face directly to Friede, blocking her lips directly.

Of course it's not a kiss, the description is closer to gnawing.

A ray of fire emerged from the corner of his mouth, and Fried quickly drew his sword to break free, but the explosion that ignited the fire still exploded at a very close range, and half of the faces of the two were directly blown to a bloody mess.

Sang's head turned into a burning skeleton like an undead knight, but it was intact again under the light of restoration.

"What a crazy way of fighting..."

Fried covered half of his scorched face, endured the pain and finally sighed.

Lilianne inspected the scene from the overall situation, and after thinking for a while, she took out the returning bone fragment from her bosom.

"Well, this is really unexpected, it will be so difficult... There is no way, let's go back."

Hearing her words, everyone present reacted.

"Little sister, I can continue."

Group<chat~:/=wife|~wu*$别+一-三<<三-~半}二|%半"I agree with the elder sister, this monster must be dealt with here, otherwise there will be endless troubles. "

Sang's expression was cold, exuding a terrifying aura.

"You think you can leave now?"

Lilianne smiled and pointed to the location of the underground cemetery.

"Heh, of course you can continue to entangle with us, but Wernier doesn't know how long we can last. Maybe the undead team will all come up later. I'm in a hurry, don't you? Are you not in a hurry?"

Sang's face became more and more serious.

"Well, that's what happened. Goodbye, the next time we meet, I won't let you go like this, although I don't know if there is a chance."

After finishing speaking, the other two also succumbed to Lilianne's opinion, crushed and returned the bone fragments, and disappeared like that.

Fried gave him one last long, deep look.

"Next time, I'll kill you."

San ignored her.

Until the three of them disappeared completely, he rushed to the underground cemetery non-stop, the suppressed anger and murderous look in his eyes was particularly dull.

Extra: A Lonely Burial

"Warnier! Warnier—remember, I will come to kill you one day. Until then, wait for me!"

Tearing open the entrance to the abyss that should have been closed, Sang looked at the enemy who was gradually engulfed by darkness, and made an oath of incomparable hatred.

But in the end, it was still unsupportable.

The gate of the abyss is completely closed.

His sword and anger could not erase his hatred after all.

The regret and incompleteness left behind by Kong Kong still made him feel unreasonable anger.

"mulberry!"

Patting him on the shoulder lightly, the captain looked at him calmly but resolutely.

"everything is over."

Accompanied by these words, Sang's distorted expression slowly returned to its original state, but it was stained with a bit of desolation and exhaustion. His sword pierced into the soil, and his figure slowly drooped down.

The exhaustion and exhaustion of slaughtering half of the Casas army and the three sisters of Lien Chan Londoll poured into the body at the moment when everything was declared over. The body, which was originally so painful that it could not stop being burned by fire, finally completely Cooled down.

It has ended.

Yes, it's over.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes without saying a word. He didn't stand up slowly until the troops led by the crystal elder also arrived.

"Teacher, let's deal with the aftermath together."

Although Casas has already destroyed the country, the influence left by the abyss still exists, especially Warnier who was dragged into the abyss, and there are still many things to deal with.

After exterminating some of the living people, facing the sealed underground tomb, they wanted to build a second fortress on it, but Sang replaced it with a better plan.

"Warnier is now connected to the abyss. We can directly transfer the time and space of the entire tomb to the bottom of the Fortress of Fran, which is also convenient for better guarding."

As he spoke, he drew theoretical diagrams on the wall that no one could understand. Even with the wisdom of the crystallized old man, he could only have a half-knowledge of the knowledge passed down from the original sin scholar.

"It's actually a transfer of the entire space. Is this kind of thing possible?"

Faced with this question, Sang suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he turned his face away and spoke in as calm a tone as possible.

"Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to do it when the foundation of the world is stable, but in the current time and space... it can be done."

"The next round of fire transmission is approaching."

It took a day or so to solve everything after it was perfected, and then burned the whole city to nothing, and they led the partially damaged Gollum and Ghost army to return to Faran.

When they came to Kasas's treasure house, they found San who was rummaging through the pile of weapons, the captain said to him.