Man on the ark, forced to become king

In this situation, you should change direction and meet up with them first. Why are you just blindly rushing forward by yourself?

If she hadn't arrived in time, she might have been riddled with bullets by now!

Do you really think that the crossbows and spells of a regular army are the same as those of patrol teams?

"Increase firepower, don't conserve ammunition, end the battle as soon as possible, the enemy may still have reinforcements that haven't arrived yet."

In the defense force, the commander stared at the ice wall that had appeared out of nowhere, a vague unease creeping into his heart.

He felt something was off. These two infected individuals possessed incredibly powerful Originium Arts, and clearly had better options, yet they chose to attack head-on from the most obvious position, as if... they were deliberately trying to attract their attention.

Considering the potential risks, he immediately ordered a full-scale attack, hoping to kill the two troublesome infected individuals as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications.

A mage of this caliber is not someone that can be easily found, even by infected individuals. He simply doesn't believe that these pigs who only dare to hide on the ice plains can find a few more!

"Yes, sir."

The soldier in charge of operating the portable artillery immediately reloaded, intending to fire one last salvo at this distance.

However, the ground began to shake before the shell was even fired.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

A dull sound came from behind them, as if some enormous creature was approaching.

"This equipment is for shield guards!"

The soldiers responsible for guarding the rear shouted loudly, and the commander turned around instantly, his pupils dilating sharply.

You can’t go wrong…

The jet-black armor, the towering shield, and the faintly discernible worn insignia—that's one of Ursus's legendary units—the Shield Guards!

Each shield guard is an elite among elites. Their full-body steel armor is incredibly heavy, and ordinary soldiers simply cannot wear it!

With their alloy-forged armor and specially made shields, their combined line of fire could even withstand a direct charge from the Kazimierz Knights!

But isn't this configuration only found in the core units of an army group?

Why are the Shield Guards here? And why... is their army attacking them now?!

Damn!

The vanguard of shield guards, along with two powerful infected sorcerers, were simply no match for them! Their firepower was far from sufficient to break through the shield guards' defenses!

woo-

A low whistling sound filled the air as a dark streak of light streaked across the formation like a meteor, crashing into the enemy lines. The violent impact crushed two cannons and their operators into fragments, and the resulting shockwave immediately threw the once orderly formation into chaos.

The commander tumbled to the ground in a sorry state, and when he looked up, he saw a huge body with antlers on its head appear behind the shield guards' ranks, its arms in a throwing posture, and a huge halberd, at least three meters long, was stuck not far away.

In that instant, the commander felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body chilled to the bone.

Not only psychologically, but also physiologically, it is frozen.

The already frigid temperature dropped further, tiny ice crystals emerged from the air, and the ground, trampled solid, froze into a glossy ice surface. Then, gray ice flowers bloomed within the battle lines!

A white shadow, like a ghost, approached the surroundings without warning, taking advantage of the soldiers' confusion to break into the crowd.

laugh--!

With half a crossbow bolt stuck in her arm, Talulah endured the pain and swung her greatsword, cutting a soldier in two.

In a realm invisible to the naked eye, wisps of black energy flew out from the deceased and entered her body.

In the unknown realm of the heart, darkness quietly grows.

That was the shadow of a snake.

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Forge of Life, So Close

The chaos in a country cannot be changed overnight, and even if nominal unification is achieved, the future of Kazdel remains uncertain.

In the century since the decline of monarchy, greed has bred from fear, and black markets, mercenaries, and scavengers have sprung up all over the land. Many of them have long been dominated by desire and are no longer satisfied with an ordinary life.

Peace is not what they want.

Only through killing can they become stronger and amass more wealth.

Therefore, the war never stopped; the only difference was that the two sides shifted from the King and Regent of Kazdel to a war between political power and individuals.

The shadow of death still lingers over this ancient land.

However, this is a rare paradise for the Golden Tree; perhaps no other country on this land is more suitable for its growth than Kazdel.

Frequent natural disasters bring inexhaustible energy, and the souls that die in war are devoured and absorbed by the Golden Tree, turning into nutrients for its growth.

Perhaps it won't be long before the golden tree, which has grown to a height of 100 meters, undergoes its first transformation and enters the life furnace form.

For this matter, Melina and Lani stayed by the Great Golden Tree almost every step of the way. Even Lani, who usually didn't care much about these things, took it to heart.

Although it wasn't long, she was already finding it increasingly difficult to tolerate the strange things on her doll's body...

Nian and Xi, who had nothing to do all day, volunteered to go to the Tower of Babel to handle the matter of merging all the members of the Tower of Babel into the Golden Tree. As powerful fragments of gods, they had enough ability to solve any trouble that might arise.

In Lungmen, after much effort, Theresa finally managed to obtain the Werewolf's trail without affecting Red. Unfortunately, even though Red was a member of the Werewolf, she didn't know the exact location of her family.

Or rather, the 'family' of wolf hunters doesn't have a fixed location at all.

After rigorous transformation and training, qualified hunters are dispatched to communicate only with their families through their 'grandmothers,' and this communication is limited to obtaining necessary supplies and completing missions.

Apart from that, the werewolf hunters, brainwashed into ruthless killing machines, know nothing else.

But that doesn't matter. In this extraordinary world, there are many ways to find an organization. As long as it exists, it will inevitably leave traces.

The Lucches family, now under the control of the Golden Tree, will use their influence to do this. Texas and Lappland, who are eager to repay their debt of gratitude, were also left in Syracuse by Lin Lu, as a way to give them something to do.

Finding the Wolf Hunter organization will probably take a long time, but Lin Lu isn't in a hurry; he always has plenty of time.

For example, while everyone else was busy, he still had enough time to go to Wei Yanwu's house for a cup of tea and catch up with his old friend.

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"Mr. Lin, how is my tea?"

In the magnificent living room, several people sat around the central octagonal table. Wei Yanwu's dragon-like face was beaming with joy, as if he had encountered something good, and he was smiling very happily.

Lady Wenyue sat beside him, holding a teapot and refilling his teacup with tea.

Lin Lu took a small sip of tea, her gaze shifting between Wei Yanwu and Adams before finally settling on Swire, who was sitting next to Adams, with a somewhat strange expression.

It was clear that this young girl, in the prime of her youth, was not comfortable with this atmosphere of 'old people talking,' surrounded by elders. She sat there with her tail held straight, which looked very uncomfortable.

Honestly...why make things difficult for the child?

"It's alright, I'm a rough guy and I don't appreciate such delicate things... Did you put Golden Tree Dew into the water?"

Lin Lu didn't really know much about tea, but there was one thing he was very familiar with in tea: the life force of the golden tree. Although it was diluted to the point of being almost imperceptible, it was still there.

I never imagined this old guy was so rich that he could use Golden Tree Dew to make tea. No wonder he's the lord of a city, what a tycoon.

"Haha, I can't compare to Mr. Lin, but it's okay to splurge once in a while."

Wei Yanwu, holding his teacup, glanced at the silent Adams, thought for a moment, and then took the initiative to explain the purpose of today's event.

“Mr. Lin, I am aware of the situation you mentioned and have sent people to investigate. This matter is a bit tricky, but if it's just one person, Adams can solve this problem for you. Swire Group is powerful and can afford the cost.”

He knew that Lin Lu never liked beating around the bush, so he went straight to the point.

Lin Lu looked at him with surprise, then nodded: "So what do you want?"

"Mr. Lin, do you have any Golden Tree Dew that can prolong life?"

As is customary for businessmen, Adams was rarely this direct. However, this man was different from everyone else he had ever met, so he had to change his approach. Therefore, he, like Wei Yanwu, stated his purpose directly.

There's no room for haggling or probing each other.

According to Wei Yanwu's intelligence, this person is a top-tier expert with unimaginable strength. Dealing with such a person, one cannot afford to use any tricks or schemes.

"Golden Tree Dew? Of course we have it, but that's what you want?"

A faint golden light appeared in Lin Lu's eyes, and she saw Adams's situation at a glance.

The power of the Golden Tree was still circulating within the other person's body and had not completely dissipated. Clearly, the Golden Tree Dew that Swire had taken away earlier had been used by him.

It's perfectly normal for people who hold power and wealth to want to live longer.

Coincidentally, using that kind of thing as a bargaining chip would also be a good thing for the Golden Tree.

After all, the so-called Golden Tree Dew is nothing more than the physical manifestation of the Golden Tree's vitality. As long as there is enough energy, there is as much as you need, which is not a problem at all.

"Yes, Mr. Lin! I would like to have another opportunity to purchase Golden Tree Dewdrops. As a token of my gratitude, the Swire Group will take full responsibility for the issue concerning your subordinate!"

Adams was somewhat agitated, but at the same time he lowered his stance a bit.

He knew very well that he had no chance to bargain with the other party; his main goal was to befriend them.

Therefore, he proposed a 'purchase' rather than directly using Golden Tree Dew as a bargaining chip.

A small amount of money is nothing to Swire Group; seizing opportunities is the most important thing, and he has a lot of experience in this area.

'Goodness, he just talks about buying things, he's got some big spenders.'

Lin Lu didn't know much about the strength of the Swire Group, but she could tell a lot from the extravagance in his words.

This Adams is probably no less wealthy than Wei Yanwu, who controls Lungmen, and may even be stronger.