Chapter 920 902. The White Dragon King
The ignorant priest was torn into two pieces by the church knight's sword. His upper body was still bleeding on the ground, twitching and struggling.
It slaps the ground and makes a 'pop' sound.
But then, the tall and strong body of the church knight who cut him into two pieces, along with the thick armor all over his body, hit the ground with a 'dong' sound.
There are no other wounds, just the lower edge of the barrel-shaped helmet that is tilted upward, and the neck connected to the breastplate is going out rhythmically with the rhythm of the heart. Bleeding.
Church knights are very powerful warriors.
Lan En agrees with this.
But when the flannel ball made the viewing holes of his helmet misaligned with his eyes. A warrior who loses his vision suddenly becomes less threatening.
At that time, he wanted to reach out and catch the kitten who was standing on his shoulder and picking off his helmet.
But Lan En stepped forward immediately and grabbed the wrist of his hand that was not holding the sword.
The boots stepped on the broad cavalier sword again.
Then he just held Alondette, pointed it at his throat, and pushed it in, and that was it.
If it were a serious battle, with the bodies, skills, and weapons of the Church Knights, they could fight back and forth with Lan En for a few minutes.
It was just like being in the Netherworld Church.
But now, Lan En doesn't want to get too entangled, because the first fire is about to go out, and the darkness in his body is also about to stir up.
He also wanted to hurry over and see what was going on at the Fire Sacrifice.
So just let the flannel balls come on together.
In terms of dexterity, Velvet Ball is much better than Lan En.
In battle, a warrior like it with small targets and flexibility can do a lot.
The other great sword church knight guarding the door received the same treatment.
In a battle, one side has a numerical advantage, but the gap in basic quality is not very large. That would be so convenient to fight.
The velvet ball went up to disrupt the enemy's vision. Lan En found the opportunity to use his own strength to clamp the opponent's limbs, and then stabbed him at the right position.
If the Knights of Lothric come over, it may not be easy to face the Knights of the Church.
Because although they are all powerful knights, it is obvious that the church knights are much stronger than ordinary Lothric knights in terms of strength and physique.
This is also determined by the fighting style of the respective knights.
In a head-on confrontation in terms of strength, the Lothric Knights might be directly knocked away by the Church Knights.
But Lan En’s power can suppress the Church Knights very well.
The plate armor and chain armor on his body made continuous collision sounds in the confrontation of strength, and the leather straps also made a "crack" sound as they were tightened.
But all to no avail.
The strengthened muscles and bones, under the influence of the hormones of the [Song Gland], have unleashed even more considerable strength.
Lan En pushed the church knight's arm down inch by inch during the struggle
The two knights guarding the door were already lying on the ground.
When the witchers lifted their barrel helmets, it was indeed what he thought.
The two knights have lost their appearance. The heads under their helmets have lost all their hair, and their bodies are skinny under the thick and burly armor.
Moreover, there are already things similar to plant roots growing on their bodies.
The church knight guarding the main entrance wears a gemstone ring on his hand.
It was a blue gem the size of an ordinary person’s fingernail.
Lan En could feel that there was magic on it, so he took it away together.
At this time, in this position, both the demon hunter and Ellu Cat could already hear a strange and tragic howling sound.
“Uuuuuuuuuah!”
The sound came from behind the door, shrill and strange.
One person and one cat looked at each other and both expressed that they could not tell from the sound what it was that was hissing or wailing.
As we approached the door, the painful roar became clearer and clearer.
The calico kitten was a little scared to death in this gloomy environment and weird wailing.
A pair of big eyes were rounded, looking around in shock.
Lan En stood in front of the door, holding his forehead.
Although I had long been mentally prepared for 'something went wrong with King Osroais', things are about to come
"It's not optimistic."
Think about it Lan En still sighed and said something about the current situation of this world.
Immediately, a pair of palms wearing leather gloves with steel armor pressed against the door and pushed it inwards.
No matter what, things must be done.
With the sound of the door creaking, some white mist that looked like cold air, but was not cold, escaped from the door that had just been opened a crack.
The Witcher and Elcat looked at each other, and the flannel ball seemed to be encouraged by the exchange of glances.
I immediately puffed up my chest and walked in with Lan En.
This indeed seems to be the king's palace. From the neat and solid stone bricks on the ground and the dozen or so thick marble columns under the dome, you can see how grand it once was.
But that was only the past.
Now, it seems like someone has been going crazy and smashing things here for a long time.
All the original luxurious furniture was shattered into unrecognizable fragments. The tightly laid stone bricks were smashed into pits, the corners were misaligned, and large pieces of stone bricks were squeezed out of their original arrangement. .
And deep in the room, there is that crazy 'thing', or King Oceroes!
It was a weird dragon with its back to them.
Lan En has seen a lot of dragons.
He has seen flying dragons, dragons as magical creatures, and dragons as natural creatures. But in front of me.
He is about fifteen meters long, has four limbs, a tail, and a pair of wings on his waist.
But although the number of limbs is correct, the proportions of the limbs are completely abnormal.
His wings were surprisingly small, and his limbs were long but surprisingly thin. It was as if he had no muscles or fat, and only a layer of skin attached to the bones.
It doesn’t have the powerful sense of strength of dragons at all. Instead, it feels eerie and weird.
There are no dragon scales on the skin, and the entire skin is like a layer of smooth rubber. It showed a sickly, disgusting color with blue in the white.
On the long strip of the spine on his back, there was a piece of fungus-like stalk growing, and the fungi were still swaying with his slight movements.
The weird and painful roar that came out through the door just now came from his mouth.
And as Lan En and Velvet Ball stepped into the room, the terrifying and weird roar stopped suddenly.
"What do you want when you break into my courtyard? People who disobey the king's orders."
His voice was low, unhurried, and even a little organized. It was absolutely incompatible with the roar just now.
But it is this instant transformation between madness and reason in front of us that makes people feel even more unsure.
Lan En's steps stopped cautiously.
"No one wants to disturb His Majesty, but the situation in Lothric is not optimistic now. The chief priest and the knight commander entrusted me to come here."
"Not optimistic?"
Don't wait for Lan En to say anything. After that, the 'Holy King of Lothrik', the founder and current king of the most powerful country in the Age of Fire, whom he had never met before, interrupted and asked.
"Where to start?"
"The fire has gradually extinguished, but the king is nowhere to be seen." Lan En tried his best to standardize his words.
Perhaps it was because King Osroais was a protoss who survived tens of thousands of years ago, so his speech had an ancient accent.
If it were anyone else, just facing this tone would be at a loss.
But the Emperor's Children are very good at picking up the tone.
So Lan En’s response not only has the temperament of a long-ago era, it even rhymes.
This made King Osroais turn his head back slightly.
"Now, the sun can no longer be seen even during the day, Your Majesty. Darkness is prosperous and is invading everywhere."
Lan explained to the king the dilemma of the fire-passing ceremony.
He originally thought that King Osroais would become nervous after hearing this, but unexpectedly
Since Lan En came to this world, he has been hearing about it all the time. 'Great', 'contribution to the Age of Fire', a great king who 'brought Lothric to the pinnacle of the Age of Fire'.
He seems to have no concern about the matter of 'the first fire gradually goes out'.
The long and smooth tail slid smoothly on the uneven masonry floor.
"The initial fire. The initial fire is just something that will be extinguished sooner or later."
Osroais said unhurriedly.
At the same time, Lan En watched his movements from behind, wondering if it was an illusion. It was a bit like holding a child and shaking it gently.
"Lorian, Lothric. My two sons are right. Their teacher is right."
"If the flame cannot continue forever, then what's the point of thousands of years earlier or later?"
"But when the flame goes out, everything that mankind and all life has built so far will collapse. Society. , technology, emotion... everything is gone!"
Lan En said loudly, while frowning hard.
Could it be that the old king actually supported the two princes? He also agrees that the First Fire will eventually burn out, and from the Immortal's perspective, the brief delay is meaningless. Just a useless effort that adds to the suffering.
However, Oceroes' words once again exceeded Lan En's expectations.
"Everything will collapse?"
Osroes' tone was sarcastic, and the dragon-shaped face turned around. It was a face with pits and pits, and only a dragon-shaped head on the outline!
“No, it won’t”
His tone was as light as sleepy babble at first, but as the words revealed more and more information and inner thoughts, his voice became louder and louder. grand.
“My kingdom, my subjects, my family. None of this will collapse! Because I have found a way for us, for everyone, for everyone to survive in an era without fire! ”
"Look at this body! This body transformed into an immortal ancient dragon! Even without that ridiculous flame, I can still live! Always alive!"
"My children don't have to worry, I've been After imbuing them, they will also become immortal ancient dragons! "
"Don't worry, my subjects. Do you see the floating flakes of ashes? That's my research, the research of dragon transformation! Everyone in Lothrik! All become great beings who can live in the fireless era! "This is the salvation I found!"
"You no longer have to suffer, knight. I, the King of Lothric, the God of Fire Fran in the Age of Gods, and now Osroais! I have found a way to free everyone from the misery of spreading fire. The path of reincarnation!”
The sound was as loud as thunder! It echoed endlessly throughout the palace, even shaking up smoke, dust and gravel.
Then, the eloquent Bailong curled up and hugged something in his arms tightly.
"My beloved son, son of the dragon, Ocelot. His birth is proof that the path I have chosen is correct!"
The scaleless and strange white dragon, he The loud sound left by the last second was still echoing among the marble pillars, but the next second, he was gently shaking his arms and humming softly.
It’s like an old father who loves his son very much is coaxing his child.
And Lan En.
The demon hunter's hand had already grasped the handle of the knife at his waist when he personally admitted that he was walking towards the flakes of ashes in the city.
At the same time, behind the scattered silver hair, a pair of vertical pupils became cold.
This pure coldness without any impurity or hesitation stimulated Osloais, who was holding his 'loved son'.
His body, which was swaying gently, stiffened, and then slowly turned around.
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(End of this chapter)