The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

Even Sang cannot resist the temptation of knowledge, this is the nature of magicians.

Standing on the shoulders of predecessors and continuing to improve, it is much easier than starting from scratch. No matter how talented you are, you must have self-knowledge.

"Have you met Clinesed? Just like you, she is my disciple, and you can give him some pointers when you have time."

Sang froze for a moment, then nodded with a light smile.

"I've seen it, she is a very hardworking little girl."

Once upon a time, he also wished to have a lovely younger sister, and also hoped to have a beautiful daughter in the future, but these wishes could not be realized after all, so he still had a good impression of Clinesed, who was stuck in the middle age.

Of course, it is a caring attitude.

Looking at the crystal old man, Sang was silent for a while, and finally asked him.

"Excuse me, do you know a former Lothric knight named Dax Oakram?"

"Oclam... oh, that proud man who once qualified as a knight at the youngest age, but the current record has been broken by His Royal Highness Lorian. I remember him. He was arrested and deprived of his identity for his lies, and should have been executed, but was changed to exile because of Her Royal Highness's plea."

"Have you seen him?"

Sang forced a smile.

"Is there a friendship... He died recently, so I want to ask him about his past."

His gaze became sharp in an instant.

"He once told me that there was a sage who inspired his delusion about spreading fire. I really want to meet that sage. Do you know which magician he has more interactions with? "

The crystallized old man caressed the brim of his hat deeply, looked at him and shook his head.

"No, at least I don't have the impression. No desperate guy in the library dares to say such things in Lothric, at least not in the living ones."

As expected, Sang lowered his head and sighed softly.

"Really……"

He started his study and research in the big library.

have to say.

Even if he temporarily put aside the duties of the undead team and stayed here for a whole year, he would tell the captain that it was absolutely necessary.

This precious knowledge will play an extremely important role in his future suppression of the Sealed Abyss.

Thousands of years of wisdom began to settle in his brain little by little, and one of the magics was the most profound. He found it in a hidden room. It was a magic called Soul Torrent.

The moment he opened the scroll, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Even if it was offensive, he was absolutely sure that the author's understanding of magic even surpassed that of their patriarch, Big Hat Logan!

There are such people in the world.

After asking the crystal old man, I heard that the spell left by the first generation of sages was so profound that even he could not decipher it.

It took Sang even half a year to finally fully analyze the nature and function of this magic.

In an exclusive study room, on Sang's desk are organized the concept of fighting against the abyss and unique magic materials. The above contents are shocking, and most of them cannot be understood even by the crystallized old man.

During that period of time, temporarily detached from all training and responsibilities, Sang's talents began to burst out to the fullest.

Even so, he has not forgotten his duty.

"It's almost there, it's almost time to go back."

"Are you really leaving?"

"Yes, I still have responsibilities—"

Sang's eyes froze, and he turned his head suddenly, but he couldn't see any figure.

Who?

The perception of the soul covers the entire space, but it cannot detect the slightest breath, which is simply unimaginable.

"No need to panic, my body doesn't exist anywhere in the world, and it's just talking to you through a legacy medium"

"who are you?"

"You can call me the first sage of Lothric."

Like a thunderbolt exploding in his heart, Sang's eyes instantly turned to the scroll of soul torrent on the table.

"During this period of time, I observed your actions from above the gray mist, and I did not communicate with you here until the conjecture was confirmed."

"You are the only loophole and miracle that appeared in this cycle of reincarnation. You are a soulless person similar to the ancient dragon. You have wisdom not inferior to me when I was a human, and you know the truth of the world in a different way."

"Man, wolf-blood who challenges the darkness, do you want to imprison yourself in the lies of the Lord of Light? Bury yourself, who is a miracle, into the most ordinary dust."

Sang still didn't feel a breath of that voice.

But he understood the meaning of that existence.

"Hmph, I'm willing to spread this fire, it's none of your business."

The voice was still indistinct.

"You want to spend half a hundred years looking for a way to flatten the darkness and end the sad reincarnation of wolf blood. Time waits for no one, and the death knell is approaching. Can you really seek the true solution between Sumeru?"

Before he could say anything, the voice defined the answer.

"Maybe or not, you know it clearly, but you can't accept it because of your feelings"

"You still remember the daughter of the subjugated country who buried the old son and was buried by the new son, and the exiled knights who fought side by side but died without doing anything, those you saved, and finally decayed into ashes. Those who helped you, You will die in the end, are you still angry? For the sad world, for the destiny of the evil realm"

"Would you still yearn for death, yearn for false reunion and warmth, even if you lie about your pain and bury your burning anger, are you still willing to accept the powerlessness of all this and throw yourself into the fire of despair?"

"And do you really think that all time is valuable and heroic sacrifices are meaningful?"

Sang's brows were frowned, and the previous events kept reappearing in his mind, and every word of those words moved him, bypassing his will and piercing his heart.

"As a seer of eternal reincarnation, you can understand and accept your own meaningless death, but can you accept the moment when those you care about die meaninglessly as well?"

"People, there are two paths to choose from"

"Suppress self-esteem, sacrifice the ordinaryness of will, or lose everything, and challenge reincarnation alone"

"People, this is still your choice. It's just that once you take a step, the road ahead of you is a lonely road that only allows you to be alone."

"I will give you the wisdom of the past, before the bell rings, make your destined choice, choose to burn yourself, or burn this hypocritical sky"

Sang's pupils widened slowly, without realizing it, the words on the scroll recording the torrent of souls began to disappear, and at the same time, more crystallizations of wisdom and research were revealed on it one by one.

The makeup of ancient dragons, the essence of humanity, the secret of immortality, and... and...

"The creation of the first fire..."

He couldn't help opening his mouth, his lips seemed to be torn apart.

At that moment, Sang felt the ancient panic of primitive people looking at the starry sky, and a kind of nihilistic torment fell on him through time.

"Who the hell are you? The original sage! Dax is also you... What is your purpose?!"

|/1#<3-$3*7#%②#The six voices came to my ears for the last time.

"My name is Andil"

"Challenged cause and effect but failed"

"Now I'm just a person waiting for an answer"

"I lost everything and kept waiting"

"Relying on the Impossible Miracle"

"Son of man beyond the sky, take a step, cross the boundary between light and darkness, to the end of the fire"

"Even if you are fighting alone"

Chapter 50: Walking in the Wilderness

"Ha...haha...hahahaha..."

In a temporary tent, the girl's breathing was particularly rapid, and the fruit on her chest was constantly rising and falling with the beating of her heart. Her face was flushed, showing a very uncomfortable expression.

"Be honest and don't move."

Holding it down with one hand, the man stabbed in quite simply.

The ears on the top of the girl's head drooped, and a whimper sounded from her throat.

"Okay, you go on sleeping."

"Woo...I want to eat honey cake..."

After putting away the test tube that had drawn blood, Sang gave a few words and stepped out of the tent.

On the fourth day after leaving the Grand Knight's Territory, Ceobe's ore disease broke out, San had no choice but to temporarily slow down the travel speed.

Laplande came over with a wooden barrel that fetched water from the river, looked at the warehouse and asked indifferently.

"Is little Pello better?"

"Hard to say."

Sang's face was calm, and he spoke calmly.

In the library of the Great Knight, he also read materials on ore disease medicine, one of which was a comprehensive work written by Mr. Xue, through which he learned some more professional knowledge.

But theory is theory, he has only been in this world for a month, and he is temporarily unable to break through the problem that has plagued this world for thousands of years.

The treatment he chose for the time being was to use light magic to slow down the combination speed of the source stone and the cells, but Ceobe lived in the wilderness all year round, and had never received formal treatment. It is also thanks to his physical fitness that he can survive until now. Excellent.

Laplande sighed, soaked the towel hanging on the tail in water, wrung it dry, folded it into a square, and placed it on Ceobe's forehead.

"Where should I go next, employer. Ursus, who was originally planned, is somewhat harsh on the current little Pello, and there is no medical company that buys ore disease medicine."

Ursus's attitude towards the infected can be said to be the worst in the entire Terra.

Basically, once infected, they will be caught as miners and die at will after squeezing out the value. In such a country, medical companies that specialize in the treatment of ore patients cannot naturally develop.

Even ore medicine is a relatively recent concept, but that's research that Columbia loves to do.

Sang picked up the mobile phone from his pocket a little strangely, and searched for the rankings of medical companies on the Internet from time to time.

"Lhein Life, Delo Industries, Xincun Industries, and Rhodes Island..."

Seeing the name of the last company, that is, the company called Rhodes Island, he had some impression of it.

It is said that Maria's sister, Margaret Linguang, the knight of glory, works in that company. Recently, Diaros also invested in her resume, and the ratings on the website are not bad, but it seems that there are cases of child labor and exploitation of employees. Poor star review, but it should be a rumor from Heizi.

He looked at the latest status identification code issued by Rhodes Island, his eyes shook slightly, he was not far from them, between Ursas and Letania.

"........."

It's time to make a reservation, Ceobe must undergo formal treatment for ore disease, and it's not just him, San's eyes flicked to the yawning Laplande.

This guy's condition is not good either, the ore disease will seriously affect her brain and mental state, although she doesn't feel bad about it.

Sensing his gaze, Laplande raised his legs and touched the black crystal on it.

"I have nothing to do, the employer, you can just concentrate on dealing with little Pello."

"In my opinion, there is no difference between you and her in any respect."

"Hahaha, when you say that, should I be angry, or should I be angry?"

Ignoring her thoughts, San said with a serious face.

"All in all, her condition necessitates surgery and I'll go through the first stage."

"Really? Hahaha, that's really... ah? Surgery?"

The ears above Laplande's head trembled, and the smile on his face froze.

"Yes."

San looks serious.

Laplande narrowed his eyes, looked at the tent, and asked after a moment of silence.

Group&<chat<}: *+wife<wu|slip><[-]/[-]#三/[-]-&[-]<-slip "Employer, have you had surgery?"

"No."