Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 349 Overlord Warner

After merging their souls into firewood for the Salary King, the last traces they left in the world gradually disappeared.

The fine ashes and dust were formed by their dilapidated bodies, and the room that became empty again did not have the tragic scene of blood streaming all over the ground and corpses strewn across the field.

At the end of the room, a half-person-high stone altar is embedded in the wall. There is no statue on it, only a cracked goblet, the white paint on which has been slightly peeled off, surrounding the goblet The golden ribbon of Cup One Punch has also been mottled.

According to legend, the Falan Undead Squad, who swore an oath before the wolf blood, was qualified to become the salary king after drinking the wolf blood contained in it together, turning them into wolf-blooded warriors like a pack of wolves.

This is also the hope left by the wolf knight Artorius, the abyss walker. He failed to kill the lord of the abyss, but his will to fight against the abyss was passed on through his wolf blood.

Ron glanced into the quilt curiously, but there was only dried black blood left inside, and nothing else was left.

The soul of the wolf blood transformed by the undead team had already integrated into Ron's body. After he approached here, the altar sunken into the wall began to move backwards, giving way to a dark downward path.

There is no wind, no smell of corruption, no sound, no endless howling of ghosts.

The light that glows on the fingertips is not a fluorescent light, but the magic of this world - the light shines.

Among the collaborators of the undead team is a learned spellcaster. He is the heir of the great sage and the big hat Logan. The undead team formed an alliance, and along with the soul of wolf blood, what was given to Ron was the magic contained by the magician.

In this dreary era, the sects of magic are no longer dogmas that need to be adhered to. Only inheritance is the foundation of everything. Hope will no longer be born in a withered world. They are willing to hand over their wealth to these strangers because of these Strangers will fight the abyss in their stead, and take their strength to see the light that shines when the abyss ends.

The shattered scene must be beautiful, even if they can't see it with their own eyes, they still want to participate in it.

After passing through the gate guarded by the undead team of Farland, Ron came to the lower world that was reduced to a battlefield. This was once a part of a huge kingdom, and it was also a huge fortress used to suppress monsters from the abyss. In the vast and empty space here, every inch of the ground has left tragic battle scars.

Countless dead bones can be seen everywhere, but most of them are pale and finely divided bone powder. Most of the bones corroded by time cannot see their original appearance.

The heartbeat of a living person reappeared in this quiet dungeon, and the rustling sound of friction also appeared along with the slightly unpleasant heartbeat.

It seems that after Ron stepped here, this dungeon that could not see any life began to wake up in a different way.

When Ron walked across a bridge connecting the magnificent dungeon across the bottomless abyss, the sound of rustling friction became louder and louder, like a trickling tide, from the empty dungeon Constantly reverberating.

Wave after wave of weak tides were constantly gathering, the rustling sound became louder and louder, and a slight tremor appeared from the ruins of the skeleton.

Human figures made of white bones are pulled by invisible forces, and rusted weapons are grasped by pale hand bones without flesh and blood. Here, the soldiers who died in battle are awakened from the kingdom of death. The white army is like a forest like a sea, and they have long been forgotten. Why did they fight, and who did they fight with? The bone soldiers will aim their rusted blades and arrows at every creature that steps here, whether it is friend or foe.

They didn't have the powerful souls of the Undead Squad. These dead soldiers couldn't retain their sanity, and they waved tattered weapons and swarmed towards Ron without any possibility of communication.

People can only glimpse from their faintly visible formation that the group of bones in front of them must be elite sergeants, and only in this way, when they wake up again after a long death sleep, will they retain this group of soldiers. An instinct engraved in the bones.

The human body is extremely cowardly in front of the demons. Only the strength of unity can allow them to stab the weapons into the demon's body, tear the bloody wounds, and throw down the invaders who came out of the abyss one after another.

"Anyway, please rest in peace."

The streamer of magic power flowed from the Broken Steel Sword, and the long and narrow blade extended an invincible blade of light at this moment. After swiping the sword across, pieces of bone soldiers were smashed into fragments that could no longer be assembled by the magic power. Every step Dozens or dozens of skeletons returned from death must be taken away before stepping.

The toxin used for bloodletting was still left on the rusted flying knife, and the flying feather arrows were shot out by the crossbow that was about to decay. The soldiers of the dungeon once swung the big curved sword in their hands like a small storm to unify the kingdoms for their loyal king.

But there is no need for their resurrection now. The rest's home is the eternal tranquility. Without the slightest mercy, Ron kept waving the weapon in his hand, stepping on the road paved with broken bones towards the depths of the dungeon.

The bone guards of Kasas gradually disappeared, and the corpses of the black knights in black armor began to appear as they continued to deepen. Prince Lothric came here with an army, and the stone wall that was melted and solidified again has a twisted and smooth shape. Its appearance is the scar left by a fire-breathing demon.

The further you went down, the more dilapidated the dungeon was, and the hills made of bones became more and more common, and even covered the entire ground at one point, making people unable to see the masonry below.

But gradually, the traces of demons became more and more.

Some non-human corpses are as high as three meters. Their skin is as wrinkled and thick as the bark of an old tree. It seems that the body was poured with molten iron and has not been reduced to ashes with the passage of time. Even now , Fingers tapped on it can still make the same sound as tapping steel.

This is the demon bred by the abyss after projecting its power into the world of dark souls, secretly using the initial flames of this world. Different methods are used by the abyss to invade different worlds. No one in the world of dark souls has the same cast as King Solomon. The gate of the abyss, the means by which the abyss erodes the world is naturally different.

To erode this world, and then transform it into a hotbed that is indistinguishable from the abyss, which is used to incubate demons is the method that the abyss uses on this world.

These big-ass demons and lemures are completely different things. The power of the abyss is strong enough to make them almost indistinguishable from the real demons living in the abyss.

There are also strange sculptures that appear together with the demons. In the lower area of ​​the dungeon, the sculptures of demons appear majestically here. The owner of the dungeon here is the king of Casas, the overlord who once ruled all the countries. Warner's country.

When this overlord completed the brutal and short-lived unification and reached the pinnacle of power, the only thing that interested him was power. He embarked on a path of no return in pursuit of power and immortality.

These reanimated skeletons used to be soldiers who fought against the abyss, but they are also the funeral objects of Vornier. He buried his prosperous kingdom for a while, in order to celebrate his eternal life, and to still be able to dominate the country after his eternal life Life will eventually perish, but death can accompany eternal life.

Warnier, who has not yet died, was suppressed by Farn's undead team in this underground cemetery linked to the abyss. This overlord who linked to the abyss and brought destruction to his country achieved what he wanted. The deformed immortality takes this ruin as the territory he always holds and masters, and lives forever in his eternal life and endless loneliness.

But eternal life is just an illusory bubble, an illusion used by the abyss to deceive and corrupt him.

Behind the blocked stone door is a wine cup made of a skull. The mouth of the cup is shaped like an inverted crown, and it is dotted with precious stones. It is the hiding place for the dirty and evil soul of Overlord Vornier to sleep forever and live forever. place.

Ron kicked open the heavy stone door and stood in front of the stone platform where the skull wine cup was placed. He reached out and touched the ominous vessel.

The overlord who gained eternal life in the darkness and loneliness woke up from the endless slumber, and the darkness quietly flooded the room where the skeleton wine vessel was sealed, and brought the person who offended the overlord to the overlord who had fallen into the darkness of eternal life.

Once upon a time, Overlord Vornier would sit on the throne and watch the life-and-death confrontation of Kasus swordsmen with fascination. The fierce collision between steel inspired the anger in the fighters, and every slash was more powerful than Once powerful, each thrust is more tricky than the last.

In the end, the victor's red blade was pulled out from the loser's body, Warnier gently raised his hand, and the black flames spreading on the ground quickly engulfed the loser.

The dying gasp of the victim and the prisoner being tortured by the wheel are the most beautiful music for Warnier. With a wide mouth and a grin, he raises this wine glass and drinks the wine mixed with blood.

Indulging in the power of the abyss and the sweet dream, he has never regretted all this. All he cares about is himself, and he will not allow these prying Xiaoxiao to dare to offend him, even though now all he has left is the lonely and indifferent crown.

In the deep darkness filled with black mist, a huge holy sword lit up the most dazzling brilliance here.

Warnier, who is a "God Race", has a superb height and a burly body. Even if he is swallowed by the abyss and his lower body is forever immersed in the dark black mist, his upper body is still nearly ten meters high. .

The huge holy sword, which was taller than Ron, was in his hand like an arm, and it didn't look bulky at all. The three gold bracelets on his wrist were said to be the spoils he took after killing the priest, and sank in the abyss. Zhong Zai felt the fear brought about by the real darkness. These sacred artifacts contained the power from the gods, the mighty power of the golden thunder that was difficult to assimilate even in the abyss, and could calm the cowardly fear in his heart.

It was the pure golden thunder that was born from the power of the sun from the first salary king Ge Wen, converging the light of the sun.

His divine blood allows him to use the power from his ancestors, but his body soaked in the abyss makes this power no longer shine like it used to.

In the hands of this unfilial offspring, the glorious sun has become a shadow sun shrouded in the darkness of the abyss, radiating a penetrating light.

Just like magic, after losing its purity, it also loses its strength.

Pity does not apply to the overlord in front of him, and it is not even for him to be sad. All this is the result of his own fault, and it is not worthy of the slightest sympathy.

The overlord Vornier, who had lost his sanity, roared in the darkness, and the endless dark weapons behind him boiled and surged with his fury. This was the first salary king that Ron saw that did not exist for inheritance, but Overlord Vornier is definitely not the last.

Good people are often tired of living in such an apocalyptic end, and these bad things who have abandoned goodness just to satisfy their own selfish desires can always roam freely in their own world.

This ironic scene made Ron curl his lips, but this is the reality. He hopes that he can always be naive, so that good people will be rewarded and evil people will have no good death. What he did at the meeting before was not what he wanted. To realize this own innocence.

Maybe he can't do more now, but at least he has taken a step called evil will be rewarded, so that evil will have its due price.

"What's your name? It's like a dog."

A dazzling light enough to disperse the dark mist lit up on the Broken Steel Sword, and this huge figure looming in the darkness was also reflected in every detail by the light.

The skeleton's body was covered with tattered clothes, which no longer had the magnificence and majesty of the past. A huge crown was worn on the skull's head, telling the visitors his shallow pursuit.

The holy sword that crashed blasted a cloud of dim golden light that was completely opposite to the abyss. This was the divine wrath contained in the holy sword. The powerful impact raged in this dark space. Because it was eroded by the abyss, this power was This time it became even more furious.

Even if it is a holy artifact, it is still a dead thing.

The powerful but crazy overlord Vornier, the holy sword eroded by the abyss and unable to rage, this weird combination can't even bring substantial pressure to Ron. To hone their own needs.

Unable to learn anything from it, Ron raised the Broken Steel Sword in his hand, and unreservedly surged the vast and endless magic power in his body towards the blade.

The dark space was almost torn apart by this brilliant platinum light, just like when he was afraid of the real darkness back then, he also had an uncontrollable fear of this extreme light.

But Vornier, who was backed by the abyss, had no chance to win the holy artifact as a consolation, and there was no external object in this world that could give him the slightest consolation.

It was not much different from the movement of Warnier when he raised the holy sword and smashed it down.

This platinum sword that pierced into the boundless darkness slashed mercilessly!

"Excalibur!"

The wine glass made by the skeleton was split in two, and a huge dark soul tinged with the breath of the abyss was shattered in the roar of pain and unwillingness, and became a new firewood in the hands of the fire bearer.

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