Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

The white skirt fluttered in the breeze, and the right hand holding the sword was covered with black arm armor.

He easily blocked the sword that was slashing towards Tracys, and sparks flew between the swords, reflecting in the eyes of the brother and sister.

After failing to hit the target, Theresa distanced herself again and pointed the sword at her brother.

"I didn't expect you to come out on your own initiative. But it's fine this way, let me end this useless war."

"Brother, you are still so proud. If you surrender now, I can spare your life."

"Oh, it's been such a long time since we last met. You've become so sharp-tongued. Did you learn it from that Duchess?"

Tresis took a stance and clenched the sword in his hand. As a sword he had used for nearly a hundred years, the moment the spell covered the blade, he found a small gap on the blade and thought that his sister's sword was really good.

The pardoners behind him began to disperse and surround the two men, and the staffs in their hands began to glow faintly.

"There's no need for you to intervene. Just watch over there and don't disturb us."

Tracy stopped the Absolver's spell. He didn't want outsiders to interfere in the battle between him and his sister.

"But, General...the plan..."

A pardoner reminded Tracys to act according to the plan, but was directly suppressed by his stern gaze.

The Pardoners obediently put their staffs back into their black robes. The masks on their faces blocked their faces, but could not hide their desire for the power of Demon King Theresa.

Theresa remembered Roy's advice to her before, to strike first before the Absolver cast his spell.

The sword in his hand was swung with all his strength, and the black tip of the sword drew a circle. Some of the pardoners tried to use their staffs to block the attack, but the staffs and their bodies were cut in half by the sharp spell.

But more pardoners kept their distance and avoided this dangerous attack.

"No one will disturb our fight now, brother."

Since he is already an enemy, just act decisively and there is no need to show mercy.

"You have matured a lot. You are no longer the little girl hiding behind me and begging for protection."

"People will change. For the future of the Sarkaz, I must do this."

Theresa looked at her brother in front of her and took the lead in attacking.

The blade covered with spells cut through the air, leaving only a black mark, as if the space was cut open.

The sword in Tracys's hand blocked the attack, and the impact of the collision of the swords caused yellow sand to rise from the ground.

"Your swordsmanship has improved a lot. Who taught you?"

Tracy felt the power coming from his hands and couldn't help but sigh at his sister's great progress.

In answer, another sword stabbed at him from a tricky angle. Seeing Theresa was so decisive.

Tracy no longer held back and took the initiative to attack.

The black and red swords kept colliding, and the dodged spells directly cut through the ground, raising a cloud of yellow sand. The pardoners watching the battle from the outside had to stay on their toes to avoid being affected by these spells.

The two people standing at the center of the battlefield could hear the crisp sound of metal colliding. The sparks from the swords burned through Theresa's skirt, revealing the armor underneath.

Every slash, every spell, every step, every breath... is following the body's instinct, just to defeat the opponent more efficiently.

The swords collided heavily once again, and the two men distanced themselves from each other.

Theresa breathed heavily, her hand holding the sword was shaking a little, and there were several bleeding wounds on her body.

She was now somewhat thankful that she was wearing armor and combat clothes, so her injuries were not serious.

Tracy was not feeling well either. His shoulder armor was cut and his left hand hung by his side, with blood dripping from his fingers onto the sand.

The sword in his hand was also covered with nicks and cracks, and the most important thing was the red mark on his left cheek.

That was when Theresa took the opportunity to punch him in the face.

"I underestimated you, sister." Tracys inserted the sword that was about to be scrapped into the sand. Red mist came out of his body, and the fist marks on his face and the wound on his shoulder healed visibly.

With his hands clenched, a huge sword appeared in his hands, and an ancient shadow emerged behind him.

"I won't show mercy anymore!"

The Demon King's crown rose between his horns, and black magic flowed through his body, forming a full body armor.

White flames ignited on the sword, and the terrifying high temperature caused the ground to melt.

"bring it on!"

The battle between the Demon King and the Swordsman is repeated again.

They are Theresis and Theresa, as well as Barsa and Quilon.

The blood of every king must end with the sword!

While everyone's attention was drawn to the confrontation between the two leaders, a team of pardoners had already secretly invaded Rhodes Island.

The leader of the Pardoners followed the guidance of his bloodline and found the medical department where Shining and Nightingale were.

......

The battle between Roy and the Banshee Lord was easily resolved with the cooperation of the two.

Even though the ones besieging the two were all elites of the Military Committee, they had no advantage in numbers when facing the two Sarkaz who were at the top of their power.

Just let Roy give up using the sword and use spells instead, so that he can more efficiently reap the enemy's lives.

Only then did Ursula realize that the man in front of him was the dangerous person who sneaked into the city, attacked the central tower, and opened the city gate.

But she was powerless to resist now, with the huge gravity pressing down on her. Even breathing became difficult, and she could already smell the breath of death.

"Roy, don't kill her. We still need her to get the key to this city," the Banshee reminded Roy.

The movement of the mobile city requires two keys, one for starting and one for stopping.

As the major stationed here by the Military Commission, Ursula must know where the two keys are.

Roy lifted the gravity spell and used the spell that had bound Saros before to control her.

The Banshee Lord came to the motionless Ursula and lifted the veil on her face.

Ursula's eyes lost focus in an instant and her expression became dull.

"Young Sarkaz, tell me where are the two keys to Kazdel City?"

The Banshee Lord whispered in Ursula's ear.

"One is in the safe of the central tower, and the other was taken away by the general." Ursula, whose mind was controlled by the Banshee Lord, told the location of the two keys truthfully.

"Then is the one left in the central tower activated or deactivated?"

“It is stopped.”

The Banshee Lord stopped asking questions; she had already gotten the answer she wanted.

But this answer was not good for her, it could even be said to be bad.

"what happened?"

Seeing that the Banshee Lord didn't speak for a long time, Roy asked curiously.

"Without the key to activate the mobile city, the greatest purpose of our capture of this city would be lost."

"The other allies of the Military Council must have received the distress signal. It won't be long before they lead their armies to try to retake the city."

"We have to spend time repelling them, and we won't be able to support His Highness in time."

The Banshee Lord never thought that Tracy would take away such an important key. She still underestimated Tracy's decisiveness.

"Senior, I have an idea. Even without using the key, we can make the city move."

A crazy idea popped into Roy's mind.

The mobile city in the sky is launched!