Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 351 May the Sun Live Forever

(First of all, it is a sad news. The Easter Egg chapter of the huge treasure chest has not been reviewed several times in a row. The picture can only be put in the group. Except for the larger size, the scale is not big at all.)

"There is a play!"

Seeing the advice left by the mysterious figure, Ron, who was immediately refreshed, clenched his fists and adjusted his clothes so that he could dress up like a gentleman.

ghs is wrong, but which man does not have a heart for lsp, at least when he is about to face a huge treasure chest with a resolution beyond 4K, it is definitely a problem to say that he is not excited.

With such a heavy and nervous mood, Ron walked step by step to the room in the middle of the second floor.

The heights of the Protoss are unusually tall. The dwarves in the Dark Soul world are actually about the same height as humans, but every one of the Protoss is a giant. Whether it is a weak woman or a sunny boy, they all have extremely high heights.

The door for them to enter and exit is naturally high, and it is so high that they don't need to bow their heads.

The huge door close to 20 meters requires people to look up to see the top. Although it has gone through countless years of washing, there are many places in Wangcheng that retain the exquisite beauty of the past.

As long as it is not defiled by vicious and foul creatures like the room below, the decoration here is well preserved except for a little dust.

The same is true for the half-opened door. Some of the detailed carved patterns are even thinner than a hair, and the hollow patterns are wrapped with gold threads and inlaid with precious stones, depicting a series of vivid but hazy pictures.

Although the door was not fully opened, the half-open door also exposed a width of about three meters, allowing Ron to walk straight in.

But when he entered the door, he even lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, just so that the moment he raised his head, his field of vision was completely filled by the huge treasure chest.

Stepping on the soft red carpet covered in fine dust, Ron raised his head, and as he wished, the jaw-droppingly magnificent, magnificent, proud, and miraculously shining gigantic treasure chest appeared. Taking up all the space in his line of sight.

This is Gwendolin's older sister who married far away, the eldest daughter of Sun King Gwen, Gwen Avia, who has always claimed that the phantom that the ugly Gwendolin used to guard the royal city is his sister's phantom, although the pseudo-mother is very cute, even completely It can be said to be very tempting and charming, but cuteness is not worth mentioning in front of sexy. The huge treasure chest is the biggest temptation and the most charming scenery in the world.

The slightest blasphemy failed to rise from the heart, and only the appreciation and admiration for the beauty remained in the eyes. After all, when you are facing a pair of huge treasure chests that are taller than your height when lying on your side, you know clearly Know that you are powerless.

As some lsp said: there is a huge treasure chest in front of you, you need a giant stick.

Even Wengga, who can be transformed into a little titan, is just an underage little brother in front of the eldest daughter of the sun, Gwen Avia, so I can probably imagine the grandeur.

Gewen Avia, who was gracefully lying sideways on the gorgeous bed, seemed to be resting quietly. The invisible and gentle breath blew through the hearts of people like warm wind. In this world full of desperate dark souls, She is the only light to redeem the world, and the only comfort for the undead. (Station B has video BV1PW411N7Rh)

Those soft eyes filled with stars opened quietly with the slight trembling of the eyelashes, and the gentle smile in the corner of the eyes made people want to get closer, even closer.

But there was only a smile on her lips, after all, Gwen Avia, who was just a phantom, couldn't make a sound, and couldn't even really touch it.

A snow-white hand was stretched forward by her. Although she was huge, the Creator had never treated her extensively when carving her. Every inch was a finely crafted and beautiful work of art, without any flaws.

Gwyndolin's soul swallowed by the deepness floated out at this moment, a faint halo emanated from Gwen Avia's fingertips, the crystallized soul floated in the shimmering light from the fingertips, the deep blue deepness gradually faded, and the silver-white soul Escape from the locked prison.

"Although the flame has been extinguished, please continue to light the warm fire."

A soft voice came from the crystallized soul, and the lips behind the golden mask moved slightly. These were Gwendolin's last words before leaving.

"I hope the warm fire can illuminate the darkness ahead for you, even if only a little bit."

The phantom of the huge treasure chest quickly turned into tiny photons and faded away quietly. The two silhouettes holding hands seemed to walk into a door made of warm light together. They will stay away from the corruption and darkness of this world and go to the eternal world. In the peaceful resting place.

This crystallized soul changes shape after the light fades. A wide-mouthed disc-shaped container can be used to hold firewood and souls. This is the soul container that the successor of the Sun King can have. Fill it with great souls , it can open the final door of this world.

However, the world of Dark Souls has come to an end, and this king tool that can contain souls only has the function of containing souls.

After accepting this last gift, Ron walked out of the capital of gods, Arnoel Londo, and looked back at this magnificent king's capital standing on the top of the mountain. There is no longer any excuse to hang around in the king's city, which has no huge treasure chests. .

Returning to Iluziel in the Cold Valley, without the patrolling papal knights and Sullivan, the place finally fell into the absolute peace of no one.

Outside the wall of Iluziel, there is a dark downward road next to the cliff, and the wet and dripping steps are covered with gray-green moss. There used to be a gate here, but for some reason it was blocked. Abandoned, there are no guards in the empty corridor, which is connected to another dungeon.

This was once the underground kingdom of the Chaos Witch and the Goddess of Sin, Beerka.

The Witch of Izaris was one of the first group of members who found Chuhuo and gained the power of the King Soul.

But after they discovered the news that the primary flame would be extinguished, the witch of Izaris made a choice to create a new flame to replace the primary flame that would be extinguished. Hag, they have their own confidence in it.

However, the experiment failed, which is inevitable. After the failed experiment, a new flame was born, which is the closest to the abyss, the flame of chaos that can breed demons and kill them.

Just as the tree-like hotbed was born at that time, the demons officially came to the world of Dark Souls.

Although the witches who failed to continue the initial fire and released the demons were still using flames, and even mastered the flames of chaos, they also clearly knew that they were sinners in this world.

The closed city of crimes is only spread in rumors, but after hearing the legend, Sullivan found the location of the city of crimes. He robbed the fire of crimes in the capital of crimes, and with this chaos As a temptation, he got the support of the former nobles in the capital of crime.

He burned and destroyed the dungeon, and built the underground prison of Ilziel on it, used to capture and imprison those who disobeyed him, and used it as a research site for experiments.

And the current king of the capital of crimes, the giant king who climbed out of the grave and sat on the throne again, is the descendant of the witch, the same as the eldest son of the sun, the descendant of the first king.

The witch's blood flows in his body, he is not a giant (race) giant king, because he was born in the early days when the chaotic flame was not stable, he once became a creature that continued to fester because he was not used to the chaotic flame, and became an immune Flame, a flame giant with crimson magma flowing outward.

Holding a lantern and holding a red iron, the aristocrats of the city of crime who turned into jailers were once Ron's nightmare. These guys who can use curses to quickly melt the upper limit of blood bars are all headache monsters. But under the backstab of Sun Knight Justice!
'Puff~'

Ron, who played stealth, quickly brought down these traitors who surrendered to Sullivan, and passed through the labyrinth-like underground prison lightly, walking towards a deeper place.

There is nothing complete in the city of crimes that has been turned into ruins. There are ruins everywhere. The original grandeur has become empty, and the original magnificence has become dilapidated. There are countless shining golden hills piled up next to the only remaining palace hall.

Gorgeous and exquisite gold products are piled up randomly, and precious objects inlaid with gemstones can be seen everywhere like garbage. Saliwan did not take these treasures away. Money is useless to him, but we can use it to spy The former prosperity of the city of criminal karma, or luxury and wealth.

The clouds and mist of the past are not worth nostalgia for. Ron kept walking. After cleaning up the last maids in the city of sin, Ron walked towards the king's hall and saw a line and the words of advice he had seen before when he opened the front door. Somewhat similar to golden light.

But the golden text is much more brilliant than Jianyan. This is not a message, but an invitation letter. A pale golden phantom emerges from the golden text. It is round and white, like A cute silhouette of stacked cheese rings.

The Onion Knight, who looked like the Michelin tire mascot, waved happily to Ron, as if meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Before Captain Hunting the Dragon Armor, the Onion Knight toasted with Ron and drank a glass of wine. He had already regarded Ron as a friend at that time.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Ron stopped in front of the pale golden phantom.

"Are you here to see off your old friend?"

The chubby onion knight nodded.

"Then let's go together."

Stretching out his hand to touch the golden words on the ground, the pale golden phantom also quickly solidified at this moment.

With a small shield inlaid with spikes in his left hand, and a large sword on his shoulder in his right hand, there is no need to guess, the onion knight must be holding that sword.

Created by the giant king Youmu himself, it is used to kill himself at a necessary moment and complete the responsibility of spreading fire - the storm controller.

Only a storm can knock down a tree!
Give one to your enemy and the other to your best friend. When he must die, the person holding the sword will send him to death.

Influenced by the hotbed and contaminated with the flames of chaos, Youmu has a physique that is immune to flames, and his giant body also endows him with great strength and strong defense.

It was extremely difficult to kill him. At least Ron, who was good at fire, would definitely have little trouble facing this kind of thick-skinned fire giant with fire immunity.

Although wielding a 40-meter sword to kill the Giant King Luanjian is also a way of death, but it is too cruel to do so in front of Onion Knight, who is Yumu's best friend.

The Onion Knight came by appointment to complete the agreement with his best friend Youmu. In front of him was the enemy to be defeated and also his cherished friend.

"Thank you."

"I am the Cavalier of Catalina, Jack Baldo, ahahahahahahaha."

He smiled heartily and opened his mouth. Although he couldn't see his face with the onion helmet on, it must be a sunny face.

"May the sun live forever!"

The Onion Knight put his hand on the front door, and together with Ron, pushed open the huge door.

On the throne at the far end, there is a huge figure wearing a crown and behind the tulle curtain. He lowered his head and supported his head with one arm on the armrest. He raised his head and looked at the two people who pushed the door.

"Youmu, my old friend, the Cavalier Jack Baldo of Catalia has come to fulfill his promise."

There was a hint of heaviness in his voice, but he soon became firm again.

"May the sun shine on Salary King forever!"

The storm controller on his shoulders is lifted up, and now he wants to fulfill his promise with his old friends.

"There is a second sword on the throne, and the last one who tried to kill him failed."

The Onion Knight said to Ron, his eyes were fixed on Youmu in front of him, but he didn't see the familiarity in his old friend's eyes.

Youmu, who has lost himself, is no longer the old friend he saw at the beginning.

"Haahahahahah!"

With a loud shout, the Onion Knight held the Storm Controller with both hands. Accompanied by the Onion Knight's sprint, more and more hurricanes gathered on the blade. The giant king who stood up also drew out the giant hatchet he was carrying.

The giant weapon, which was much taller than the Onion Knight, was easily swung by Youmu's howl, and flames emerged from the giant's body, burning the blade of the hatchet to a striking red.

The battle between the two former friends reached the most intense level in an instant. When the hurricane wrapped around the blade of the storm tube had reached its strongest point, the short figure of the onion knight shuttled through the cracks of the hatchet, The shattered stones were bounced off by the round armor. Taking advantage of the gap between Youmu's attack, the great sword that gathered the power of the storm was swung by the Onion Knight, and the swift howling Wind Slash hit Youmu's body unreservedly. body.

Even the huge giant couldn't resist the weapon he had prepared for himself to defeat and kill him. Youmu, who was about to be thrown into the air, broke the thick stone pillar with two or three people hugging each other, and fell hard on the ground. on the ground.

The sound of heavy breathing came from the Onion Knight's armor. It took an astonishing amount of strength to control this storm sword that could defeat Youmu.

Ron didn't wait any longer, he quickly rushed to the place where Youmu was sitting, where another storm controller was placed.

Even with a powerful targeted weapon, it would be difficult for a storm controller to kill Youmu alone. The wind can help the fire, and if you really want to blow out the flames, you need a stronger storm.

The gravel was blown to the high ceiling, and the shaken dust fell down. Youmu, who seemed to be unharmed, got up quickly, and he was even more violent than before when he was hit by the storm.

But this time the Onion Knight was no longer the only one facing him.

With the infusion of magic power, the roar of the storm gathering began to appear on the blade of the storm controller in Ron's hand.

Ron, who was much stronger and more powerful than the Onion Knight, stood in front of him. Youmu was not afraid of flames, but Ron, who also had a high degree of control and affinity for flames, was also not afraid of flames.

The flames on Youmu are not a problem at all for him. After completing the dragon transformation, his strength can barely compete with giants like Youmu.

Because of the huge difference in weight and size, even if Ron can take a punch without getting hurt, he can't directly catch Youmu's power. There is no way to make up for it.

Even though he was a little embarrassed, he didn't want to spoil the ritual-like send-off.

The hurricanes slashed by the two storm controllers at the same time severely damaged Youmu's body every time. The irreversible weakness made this energetic and tyrannical giant come to the end of his life.

The madness in his eyes was beginning to dissipate, and perhaps the blow of death that had brought his doom dispelled some of the black mist that had clouded his eyes.

"Call again. Goodbye." Onion Knight's intermittent voice mixed with heavy panting, "May the sun last forever."

"May the sun always shine on Salary King!!!"

The storm tube was lifted up for the last time, and the two converging storm slashes merged in mid-air, straightening the chest of Youmu, who was stationed with the hatchet, silently staring at the small figure in front of him, as if there was a fragment of the picture in front of him flashed.

"Farewell, old friend."

"Catalia's Cavalier Jack Baldo fulfilled his promise."

The huge body fell down, and with the flames overflowing from the body, it turned into flying flame fragments and disappeared without a trace.

The Onion Knight, who had put down the Storm Sword, fell to the ground exhaustedly. He struggled to recover his breath, and then stretched out his trembling hand and took out a flagon from behind.

"Come to the last one, cheers!"

He offered a glass of wine.

"Ahaha~haha~hahaha."

He sat opposite Ron and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"After the war, it is necessary to have a good sleep."

He lowered his head and put down his wine glass, but there was no familiar snoring sound.

"cheers."

Ron's belated voice was a little dry, and even the clear wine that slipped into his mouth could not moisten his throat.

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Dark Souls is all over.

(End of this chapter)