Chapter 959 941. The platform of the underground prison
The soldiers admire the power of dragons, which is the so-called "dragon faith".
This concept is easy for Lan En to understand.
According to Gwendelin's words, it is speculated that Ancient Dragon Peak should be a lofty place of dragon belief, or simply the place where it dominates and originates.
Any outstanding warrior in this world should have the idea or goal of going to Ancient Dragon Peak.
But what will be there?
An ancient dragon that has a good relationship with Gwendelin? The Gods are the murderers who destroyed the ancient dragon.
Or is it some powerful protoss who lives there to control dragon beliefs?
But no matter what.
“As long as I go to Gulongding, you can live?”
Lan En looked at Gwendelin's face seriously.
"Can Eldridge be eliminated?"
"What is there?"
Faced with Lan En's series of questions, Gwendelin just said softly in despair. Shaked his head.
"There is a god there whose traces of existence have been wiped out, and even his name has not been left. The nameless king."
"That is also my eldest brother. The eldest son of the King of Sunshine."
Lan En noticed that You'ershika beside him also slightly opened his cherry-like lips. Obviously, even if he is also a god, Descendant, even when she was relatively young, she had never heard of this character.
The nameless king has indeed had all traces of his existence wiped out.
"My brother was expelled by his father because he pursued the way of the ancient dragon. And I couldn't say a word for him at the time."
Gwendelin's expression was filled with regret and pain.
"I don't know if my brother will still resent us now, but you have the right to go. Even if your brother still refuses to forgive me, I have no complaints. But you must not push me hard, but you will waste your own life."
"If not, it will be another sin for me."
After saying that, Gwendelin seemed to feel a sense of relaxation, as if the secret that had been suppressed in his heart for many years could finally be seen again.
A brilliant purple light emitted from his hands, which was the power of his Dark Moon God.
The light converged into a pattern on his hand, an action gesture that Lan En had seen before in the White Dragon Demon King's secret passage.
Sit cross-legged as if practicing Zen.
“This action can show your determination and help you embark on the path of the Ancient Dragon.”
“Although Youershika doesn’t know the information about her brother, she knows how to get to the Ancient Dragon Peak. , After all, she is also the leader of the Dark Moon Sword, so she naturally knows the fate of the soldiers. "
"Let's go, thank you, at least the news about you. , so that I don’t feel like a fool who was kept in the dark by Sullivan at the last moment.”
Eldridge is approaching, and the deep power is spreading.
But Gwendelin, who had entered the last moment of his life, put down his responsibilities and revealed his secret, actually showed a slightly relaxed smile with an undetectable arc.
Qilin stood on the floor of the palace, tapping its hooves anxiously because of the approaching dark force. The Elo cat on its head also nervously moved outside the palace, and kept moving in the deep shadow. Looking around.
Youershika saluted Gwendelin again, and then walked towards Qilin.
Only Lan En was left, still looking seriously at the gentle face of the Dark Moon God.
“You haven’t answered my question yet, can the unknown king allow you to survive?”
"If you act fast enough."
The God of the Dark Moon, who has supported the Protoss for tens of thousands of years and is finally facing the end of his life, even feels relaxed about it, has a slight expression on his lips. of teasing.
"Maybe there is still time to save my life."
"May we meet again, knight. Until then, I will ask you for your name again."
"Goodbye, Dark Moon God."
Lan En took one last deep look at Gwendelin and turned to leave.
Those who can face death with a relaxed smile cannot be persuaded to leave.
The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded in the empty palace. There were still only Youershika and Lan En on the horses.
After Qilin walked out of the palace, the huge door behind him slowly closed with a 'squeaking' sound.
It is the giant slave blacksmith who is closing his shop.
And Gwendelin's voice, which became extraordinarily distant and ethereal due to its architectural structure, also continued to echo.
"I am the youngest son of Gwen, the King of Sunshine, and the heir of the Gods! At this moment, Anor Londo will never be corrupted by darkness!"
"In the Age of Fire, It will never end here!”
With a bang, the door to the deepest palace in Anor Londe was completely closed.
“We should go.”
Lan En glanced at the closed door one last time, then gently pulled the unicorn's exploding mane and rushed out of the palace!
As Eldridge got closer and closer, even the air nearby seemed to be in a dirty and thick oil mist.
Lan En's body was constantly feeling pain like a carnivorous insect gnawing from the inside out.
But he didn't even have the slightest muscle tremor.
If you just want to use mental coercion and physical pain to make him collapse, then this intensity is far from enough.
Qilin's strong and elegant figure kept jumping among the palaces of Anor Londo, and then landed lightly.
Looking back, Lan En only saw a large moving mass of asphalt and black mud, with many pale skeletons of people and animals floating in it.
The disgusting black mud was pouring out of a remote palace in Anor Londo, rolling and squirming towards the deepest palace.
The feeling of impatience and hunger spread along Eldridge's power and rushed to the outside world together. "If you want to reach Gulongding, you need to reach the underground prison first."
Youershika hugged Lan En's waist, and the demon hunter felt her forehead pressing against his back.
The smooth and soft voice was also a little stuttered and choked at this time.
Lan En didn’t say much, he just communicated and showed Qilin the way.
From the ruins of Anor Londo all the way down to Irushil, at the end of the low-water river under the bridge into the city, is the entrance to the underground prison.
Youershika said that if you continue to go down to the underground prison, you will find the flame of sin in the capital of sin.
It is a magical flame that can burn endlessly. This kind of flame is of course very popular in this world where the stability of the flame is maintained by the first fire, and the 'flame' has a special meaning.
As soon as it appeared, it aroused great interest from both Irushil and Losric, and joint research was carried out.
But in the end, no one can let this ever-burning flame of sin help or replace the initial flame in any way.
Research is bankrupt. The last two countries have only added a few dispensable spell reserves.
At least that’s what it says on the surface.
And Lan En is not interested in delving deeper into the Capital of Sin and the Flame of Sin.
"The underground prison was also in charge of Sullivan before. I only know the route, the rest."
You'ershika said softly.
Dark Moon Pope relied on his ability to reach out to almost all important positions in Irushil.
And obviously, the underground prison is probably all filled with Sullivan's people.
"But there are benefits," Lan En said flatly. "We don't have to worry about distinguishing ourselves from the enemy."
As soon as we entered the dark underground prison, many tragic and shrill screams were heard overlapping.
This is not like a normal 'prison', but more like an 'execution ground' or an 'interrogation room'.
Lan En and Youershika did not dismount, but lowered their bodies so as not to hit their heads on Qilin's back.
The first jailer appeared in front of him.
It was a person dressed like a tightly wrapped nun, with a female iron mask on his face.
She held a lamp in one hand and a red-hot iron in the other.
Looking at the prisoners in the surrounding prisons, he could not help but laugh sharply with joy from time to time.
It seems that working in this gloomy and dark underground prison is actually a very enjoyable thing.
She quickly turned her head when she heard the sound of horse hooves, and at the same time, a burst of yellow smoke filled her sight.
But the next moment... 'Hey! ’
A flash of silver light separated her neck from her body.
That wasn't even Lan En's attack, but the velvet ball sitting on Qilin's head, slashed with its Thundercat Sword.
El Cat's strength is not enough, but the momentum of Kirin is enough.
“唏伦伦!”
Qilin's thoughts were conveyed to Lan En.
‘That glance just now made me feel a little weaker, so strange. ’
The demon hunter speculated that it should be a curse spell activated by gaze or sight.
But with the physique and speed of the Kirin New World Ancient Dragon, this curse is a bit boring.
The guards' eyesight simply couldn't keep up with Qilin's pace, and even if they stood looking at Qilin's strong vitality, it would probably take a long time for Qilin to be substantially weakened.
In the prison, there are many undead people who have no human form.
These undead people have died too many times, and there is also a type where the maggots on their bodies are entangled and combined into a half-human shape, hanging on the belly of the undead.
There is another kind of monster that looks familiar to Lan En, a monster with a deformed human head and long wings.
Their gestures reminded Lan of Othroais.
Seems to be an ancient version of the dragon transformation experiment.
Along the way, Youershika suppressed the fear in her heart and showed Lan En the way.
And Qilin was executing it quickly, and the jailers on the way were already mentally disturbed.
They enjoy torturing prisoners and laughing happily in the process.
It is impossible to keep up with the speed of Qilin's movement. Often after hearing the sound of horse hooves, his head will fall off immediately.
Finally, after jumping out of the staircase halfway down a staircase under the command of Yurshika, Kirin landed on a platform.
"This is it."
You'ershika said softly, and jumped off Qilin's back.
Lan En followed her, and next to where the Qilin landed was the bones of a warrior.
The demon hunter went over and took a look. It was a warrior wearing Lothric knight armor. At this time, he maintained the cross-legged and slumped position of "walking on the path of the ancient dragon", which seemed to last until death.
Lan En pulled out a piece of parchment from his arms, which recorded an ancient dragon hunting story. Swordsmen attached thunder to their swords to kill dragons.
It seems to be a miracle called [Thunder Sword].
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(End of this chapter)