Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

In the dark and damp underground pipes of Londinium, the hard heels of shoes stepped on the metal pipes, making a continuous crisp thumping sound.

Roy and Nightingale had been following the Shining, turning left and right underground for more than half an hour, but still saw no signs of human activity.

"Shining, are we lost?" Nightingale asked worriedly, because to her, the surrounding environment seemed to be the same.

Even Nightingale couldn't tell the direction, let alone Roy. He was already dizzy and could only numbly hold Nightingale's hand and follow the Shining.

"We're almost there. We should be able to see the lights after turning this corner." Shining found the mark on the inner wall of the pipe and said with certainty.

"That's good..." Roy regained his spirit and quickened his pace.

What Shining said was indeed correct. After turning the corner ahead, there were dim Originium lamps hanging sporadically on the pipes, and at the end of the passage was a locked iron door.

"Click...Bang!!!" Because Shining did not have the key to this door when she escaped with Nightingale, she chose the simplest and fastest way.

The pure white blade quickly cut through the air, and a few sparks flashed on the heavy iron door. Under the powerful kick of Shining, the door broke into several large pieces and fell to the ground.

The elite guards of the Absolution Division stationed here saw the gate being destroyed in an instant and three Sarkaz slowly walking in.

One of them even had the Absolver's signature white hair and bone-white horns, and the sword-like staff in his hand was also a weapon commonly used by the Absolver.

The captain of the Pardon Division guards immediately drew his weapon, pointed the sharp tip of his sword at the Shining in front, and shouted loudly.

"Absolutioner, what are you doing? Why are you destroying the gate? Who are they? Who told you to bring in irrelevant people?"

Shining did not answer the question of the Pardoner guard, but silently raised the pure white sword, raised his head, and revealed his identity.

That familiar yet unfamiliar face made the captain of the guard's eyes blur, as if he was back to that night many years ago.

That night, it was this female pardoner in front of him who escaped from here with the leader's important experimental subjects.

The pure white blade mercilessly reaped the life of any guard who dared to stand in her way. The spell wrapped around the blade was the ancient secret technique of the Absolver.

Once scratched, there is basically no possibility of successful rescue.

The spell on the sword will quickly absorb the person's vitality. During this process, the person's soul will also be absorbed along with the vitality, leaving white fragments on the blade.

The blade of the Pardoner in front of him was now pure white. One could imagine how many people had been killed by this sword.

But why was there such a strong disgust on the other person's calm face, as if she was very disgusted with using this weapon.

"If you don't want to die, don't say anything and let us pass." The sharp white sword blade was placed on the captain of the guards' neck, as if it could take his life away in the next second.

The remaining guards were about to step forward to help when they were stopped by the captain: "*Sarkaz swear* Are you looking for death? If you want to die, don't take me with you..."

"My lords, I will lead the way. Could you please put down your sword first..." The captain retracted his neck and pleaded with Shining.

"Shining, don't waste time dealing with these guards on the road. I used magic to make them unconscious. We need to speed up..."

Roy walked out from behind Shining holding Nightingale, and a staff appeared out of thin air in his hand.

An invisible wave spread out with Roy as the center. The guards present fell first, followed by the guards deeper in the nest.

Before the captain of the guard completely lost consciousness, he barely managed to see the crown floating above the Sarkaz man's head.

That was the symbol of the Devil, but unfortunately he could no longer pass on this information.

Passing through the outer passage guarded by guards, Roy and others entered the main area of the Absolution Master's underground lair. There were rooms of different sizes on both sides of the passage.

A disgusting stench of decay emanated from some of the rooms, and the dried brown bloodstains on the observation windows looked particularly horrifying under the pale light.

Walking in this long and narrow passage, Nightingale felt inexplicably nervous and frightened, as if she had been imprisoned here for a long time.

In that room without sunlight, it was everywhere. I curled up in a corner, not feeling the passage of time, until the blue feathered beast appeared...

Roy, who was walking forward holding Nightingale's hand, had been keeping an eye on Nightingale's condition. She seemed to be beginning to recall some things. It seemed that the Shining's memory sealing technique was not strong enough.

......

At this time, deep in the Absolver's underground lair, Quesatusta came to the laboratory once used by the Shining.

After she left, Salus had been in charge of the place. Now that Salus was dead, no one cared about it anymore.

On the wide stone platform, there are still traces of blood left when the container was created.

It is here that Kwisathina (The Shining) pierces the heart of the vessel with a pure white blade, carefully carving out the pure soul.

Somehow, she softened her heart and did not completely cleanse her soul.

From then on, the container is no longer pure, and begins to develop self-awareness. It begins to think about the meaning of its birth and its origins.

In order to prevent the fragile consciousness of the container from collapsing, Quesasina could only continue to sew carefully woven memories into the container that was about to break, trying to stitch up and reinforce the cracks.

In the end, she suffered even greater pain because of her momentary weakness towards the container.

The day will come when the container will awaken, and Quesasina can only seek her own help to seal the container's memory.

But no one expected that she would betray the Pardoner and escape with the important container.

Originally, Kwisatusta could tolerate all that Kwisashina did.

At that time, the state of the container had not been adjusted yet, and the ancient uncontaminated blood had not been purified. Everything was still too early.

However, they did not expect the variable of Demon King Roy to appear, which completely disrupted the plan.

Now Kwisashina has taken the container and the demon king and has returned here on her own initiative. All this is within Kwisatusta's expectations, except that there is one more demon king.

It seemed that she wanted to take this opportunity to completely sever her connection with the Pardoner. But how could this bond buried deep in her blood disappear so easily?

Just like at this moment, the two people with the closest blood relationship meet again at the place where it all started.

"You are here, father..."

"We meet again, Quisasina..."