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"Huh—" Yin Dameng let out a long breath, "I finally won. I went all the way, passed the test, and the final boss fell under my sword..."

The flame fluttered, and the light and shadow flickered.

The avatar's body was disillusioned, and where he was originally, a bonfire was left on the ground.

Unlike the previous bonfires, the color of this bonfire is not light yellow, but deep red... It is the kindling.

Yin Dameng also realized this, and passed on the fire... it was this fire that was passed on!

In the past, every time after killing the boss, Yin Dameng would immediately meditate in front of the bonfire and save the current game records, and it was the same this time.

He subconsciously walked to the bonfire, but there was no content related to meditation in front of him, but only one option.

【Inheriting the Initial Fire】

"The fire of the beginning..." Yin Dameng raised his head and glanced at his surroundings, the empty and lonely land, the devastated world, and countless remnants of soldiers slanted on the ground.

There may have been countless people who have come to challenge, but in the end they fell here, and he is the only winner.

The breeze blows from a distance, and the hair on the forehead is flying.

The air was a little cold, but the temperature of the flames was extraordinarily hot.

"Inheritance!" Yin Dameng whispered, slowly stretched out his hand, and approached the bonfire in front of him.

As his palm stretched out, the flames rose up and spread to his palm. Suddenly, a red flame condensed on his palm.

Om-! !

The flames in his palms filled the air, and Yin Dameng felt the heat in his palms. The flames burned all over his body along his palms.

"..."

The screen is plunged into darkness.

When it became clear again, Yin Dameng slowly stood up from the ground, behind him was a round of fiery red sun, and a scorching bonfire was burning beside him.

in front of you.

Two fireproof women knelt and kowtowed in front of him, and countless living corpses knelt on the ground, forming a long passage, signaling Yin Dameng to go forward.

Yin Dameng walked up uncontrollably, and every time he took a step, the living corpses and people around him all lowered their heads to express their submission to him.

He seems to be the only king.

A voice suddenly sounded in my ears, someone knelt on the ground and called respectfully——

【My generation's wandering soul king...】

[Please, lead Londor! 】

In the long passage, amidst the reverent call, Yin Dameng, dressed in a silver-colored dragon hunting armor, walked towards the darkness step by step...

silence……

dark……

Yin Dameng received a reminder that he had won a trophy called "The Usurper of Fire".

"It's over..." Yin Dameng felt a little emotional:

"The story of Dark Souls is over, and we have come to an end, the usurper of fire, or rather, the king of wandering souls...the brave and unyielding knight, who has overcome all difficulties and obstacles, and finally became Udal The owner of this land has become the ultimate..."

"The King of Wandering Souls!"

Accompanied by Yin Dameng's slightly sad words, Dark Soul ushered in its end...

【Light Studio】

【Present for you】

【Dark Soul】

"..."

"..."

silence.

Until the scrolling bar of the subtitles had been refreshed to the top of the screen and disappeared, Yin Dameng still didn't say a word, staring blankly at the dark screen all the time, and even the barrage in the live broadcast room fell into a brief silence.

After a long time, Yin Dameng spoke out slowly:

"This time it's really over... The story of Dark Souls has come to an end, a wonderful, exciting, weird and extraordinary, but passionate and passionate journey has come to an end..."

"Thank you for watching, and thank you for your love of Dark Souls."

The end of the story is always emotional. Yin Dameng feels like he has finished an exciting life. As a knight, he accepts a life of sending fire missions. His mood at this time is indescribable.

There is joy, because he has reached the end, and the ending of the story is also perfect, but it is more melancholy... because the end of a happy ending is the end of a journey.

"It's gone, let's go, everyone." Yin Dameng said in a low voice, shaking his head.

But, how could it be so scattered.

After a short period of silence, the live broadcast room was boiling like never before.

"Dark Soul is over, and so is my youth"

"It's so sad, it's like a lovelorn"

"Dark Soul should have more than one ending. I want to explore a new ending in the game."

"Woooooooh, my fireproof girl, my Anri, my knight..."

"It's like watching the life of a knight..."

"Londor left behind my legend, which has disappeared since then..."

"Shimmer...Damn me, why should I play your game, it's so sad when the game is over."

"Shimmer, embers, it feels like there's a connection..."

"Shimmer hurry up and release the next game, Master's Black Soul is over"

"The knight has ascended to the throne, and Shimmer has also ascended to the throne. At least in China, Shimmer's game quality is unrivaled!"

"This is Black Soul, this is Shimmer!"

"..."

Chapter 126 Games are the Ninth Art - Chen Mu

Mike's Live.

The picture kept flashing, and Mike sat on the chair melancholy. He watched the knight walk up to the throne step by step and became the king of wandering souls.

"fuck..." Mike said in a low voice, this is his common phrase, without any other meaning, he just wanted to say: I became the king, but I feel so uncomfortable.

"I've cleared the level." Mike raised his head and whispered towards the camera. He is a sensitive person. If you observe carefully, you can find a tear hidden by him in the corner of his eye.

He didn't know why, he couldn't express this feeling, obviously he succeeded, obviously he cleared the level, but he just felt very uncomfortable.

I always feel like something is missing in my life...

He looked up at the barrage, just like Yin Dameng's live broadcast room, his live broadcast room also completely exploded the moment he killed the final boss.

However, the content of the barrage is different from Yin Dameng's.

"Xiba Mike, you are really a waste, you failed, you don't even know what Huaguo's cheers are like."

"You didn't fulfill your promise, you're just a second player, you didn't fulfill the promise of the first player"

"You let me down so much Mike"

"You could have done it, but you took a 10-minute break"

"Shame on me, Mike, you're so embarrassing to me"

"Shet, I really shouldn't have believed you, shouldn't have bet, you made me lose a lot of money."

"Is the anchor playing a fake match? If you didn't take a 10-minute break like an idiot, you would have already won. I can't think of a reason for you to take a 10-minute break."

"This game doesn't make sense, and in the end I lost a lot!"

"..."

Cursing... ridiculing... blaming... slandering... insulting... all kinds of bullet screens emerge in endlessly.

The only thing in common is that these are meaningless negative barrages. These audiences are blaming him for not becoming what he said at the beginning, not becoming the number one player.

Mike searched for a long time, but he couldn't find a barrage praising the game's excellence, and no barrage commenting on how well he played... There may be, but it has long been overwhelmed by a large number of negative barrages.

What's wrong with everyone now?

The question popped up in Mike's mind.

He stared blankly at the computer, puzzled.

The launch of an excellent game is not as high as his false honor of being the first player?

Did they only know how to criticize and didn't realize the excellence of the game?

Mike loves the game, loves Dark Souls.

At first, because of the popularity of the game, his friends from Tuohua bought one for him, but then, as he deepened in the world of Black Soul, as he explored the plot, as he fell under the sword One king after another.

He began to fall in love with this game, fell in love with this magnificent and strange world, fell in love with the weird mountains and fields inside, and fell in love with the magnificent royal cities.

In the past, he only thought that games could bring him a strong sense of accomplishment and make him feel good, and he felt that this was the meaning of games.

But now he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Dark Soul" really brought him a strong sense of accomplishment, especially when he defeated an invincible and powerful leader, or through his own whimsy, got a piece of equipment that could not be obtained that moment.

His sense of accomplishment is at its peak.

However, when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly felt that this was not the core of the game. He looked back at the plot of the game... There are life and death, loyalty of love, fetters of family affection, rights to seize property, and difficulties he faces again and again. The courage and perseverance to persevere and face difficulties.

And many more besides...

These are the core of the game, and this is the complete and splendid world.

It is a book, filled with many truths in the way people like most, you can choose to study it, or you can choose to ignore it, you can choose the easiest way to relieve pressure.

"This is still a game!" Mike sighed, his voice trembling already.

"Mike, why don't you talk?" Someone asked him in the live broadcast room.

"Is it because of guilt towards us?" Someone continued to ask.

"Or is it because you realize that you're a complete idiot?" the pressing voice continued.

After Mike finished reading this, his patience was exhausted, and he couldn't bear it now.

"Fake, you cloud players who haven't played Black Soul before, what do you know? Do you know what a game is? Do you know why I can play it so smoothly?"

"You don't understand anything, you are a bunch of clowns who only know how to bark around."

"You don't care about the game at all, you only care about the false reputation of the first player."

"You just regard the game as a means of competition... That's right, because the game is changeable, it is completely reasonable for it to become a means of competition, but you are wrong because you only regard the game as a means of competition, and forget its more important core !"

Mike stared at the camera angrily, his words almost roared out.

The barrage area fell into a short blank, and the audience was stunned.

Mike is a very popular anchor, he has two advantages:

One is that his game skills are superb and the operation is very good.

The second is that he has a very good temper. He can deal with any game calmly. He doesn't care what the audience usually says.

And now, for the first time, they saw Mike break the defense.

Because... Dark Souls.

Because this game...

Mike spoke very loudly, and everyone could hear his roars, every word was thunderous.

Dark Souls is a great game, Mike says...

This sentence caused all players to think deeply.

This is an overseas live broadcast platform. At present, "Dark Soul" has not been released overseas, and most of them have never played it.