After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

"Undead hero who came from afar, I'm so glad that you can successfully overcome the test and come here. I am the eldest daughter of King Gwen, Sun Princess Gwen Avia, come and come to my side."

Although it was very inappropriate, the undead man in a witch's attire still couldn't help but glance at his chest. The final result was of course defeated by the turbulent chest of the Sun Queen, and he could only comfort himself silently in his heart:

The body of the undead is all dry sticks after being transformed into a living corpse, and it cannot be compared with a living person at all.

Then the witch's disciple took out a little black spirit with human nature from his pocket, and restored a living person full of vitality.

Lying sideways on the soft couch, the huge and equally eye-catching Sun Princess still closed her eyes and bowed her head, smiling as if looking down at others, as if she didn't notice the undead hero in front of her. A little resentment.

"Undead hero, my name is Gwen Avia, and I am also the eldest daughter of the Sun King Gwen, the Sun Princess. Thank you for coming to this abandoned royal capital at such a critical time and lending a helping hand to us. Please go Come closer, I want to give you the royal weapon left by my father as a gift."

Princess Sun lay on the pillow without making any movements, and a large golden bowl about half the height of a person appeared in the open space between her and the undead.

The undead man clenched the wooden stick in his hand, even though he already knew the answer, there was still unavoidable turmoil in his heart.

She went through the undead town and the undead parish, waded through the poisonous swamp of the sick village, endured the flying knives on the beams of Arno Londe and the dragon-hunting bows of the silver knights, and she came here just to listen to an even A phantom that is not even an undead speaks?

This is simply a slap in the face for the difficulties and obstacles she has walked along the way.

"Princess Sun, I have a little question, I hope you can answer me." The voice of the undead gradually became dangerous, and the flames in the air gathered invisible, "If you are really the noble Sun Princess If so, why don't you come and meet me with your real body?"

……

Gewen Aviaya still stood still, lying on her side on the soft couch, her appearance was terrifyingly large, the gauze draped over her head blocked the light source behind her, and her whole face was shrouded in a dark shadow.

Despite being sharply questioned, she still smiled lovingly, like the sun shining on the earth.

"I want to ask you to agree to one thing. Please become the successor of King Gwen and inherit the fire of the world. In this way, I believe that the night of the world will come to an end, and the undead will no longer appear."

The flame storm gushing from the ground immediately tore apart the illusion of the Sunshine Princess and set fire to the hall used to receive visitors.The raging flames climbed up the beams and ridges of the roof, and soon, the room was engulfed in a raging sea of ​​flames.

The undead who came from afar stood proudly in the flames, watching the light coming in from the window change from sunset to moonlight.

"The disrespectful person born in the dark, the blasphemer who does not respect the gods, dares to damage the appearance of the sun princess Gwen Avia, and plunge the royal city into a long night. You will be cursed forever, and you will not be able to escape."

The voice of the young man whose gender was difficult to identify echoed in the hall of the king's city, telling the impotent curse sternly, but when it fell into the ears of the undead, she just wanted to laugh.

"Son of King Gwen, Shadow Sun Gwendolin, don't I bear the curse of the undead in my current state? Forcibly using illusion to keep Arnorond in the daytime can conceal the glory of the gods no longer Is it true?"

The voice shrouded in the hall fell silent, so the undead continued to raise his voice:

"My favor for God is limited to King Gwen who threw himself into the first fire and turned himself into firewood, and the old witch who accidentally paid the price of Izaris' destruction in order to recreate the first fire, and the one who went out with the gods back then. The warriors who broke the rule of the ancient dragon, if they want to have any reverence for some gods who sit on their own, then it is really embarrassing."

"Six hundred times, now counting it should be seven hundred times. The reason why I willingly stepped into the stove is because of my love and gratitude to my former companions, not because of my admiration for the gods. Gwendelyn, if you still read If I don’t understand this point, I might not play the game of constant fire with you anymore.”

It is you who lead the fire transmission ceremony, but the one who can really continue the initial fire is me, and only me.

……

A long sigh suddenly came from the dome, and the young god finally gave up his stubbornness.

"You are indeed right, King of the Undead, including me, the whole world is your foil. In this regard, I am rude, please come to the Dark Moon Temple to discuss it in detail."

Perhaps because there was still a hint of arrogance in his heart, Gwendelyn didn't graciously teleport her directly to the Dark Moon Temple, but let her go there.

When she saw this god who had maintained his youthful appearance all year round, he was leaning on a balcony next to the spiritual temple, looking up at the distant scenery.Under the white robe, what the young god has are not normal legs, but several snake bodies that can't stop swimming, standing on the ground, supporting the young god's frail body.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the God of the Dark Moon, Gwyndolin, is deformed and terrifying. He doesn't look like a noble god at all, but more like a monster that deserves to be crusaded.The undead man stared at Gwyndolin's back for a while, wondering where he came from.

According to the rules of this world, snakes are the degenerated products of ancient dragons, and Gwyndolin has a snake body and can use soul magic, so the parent must be related to dragons.However, Ge Wen will never have the blood of the ancient dragon, and the one who has the blood of the ancient dragon can only be the mother of the God of the Dark Moon.

However, in the legend, there is a strong person who clearly has the image of a dragon and a snake, and is on the same front as King Gwen, except for the sinful goddess Belka, then there is only——

That crazy white dragon Heath even turned himself into a tentacle monster in order to study how to be immortal.

……

"cough."

Realizing that he had already gossiped about "Two or three things that Sun King Ge Wenwen and Bailongxis have to say", the undead man coughed lightly, interrupting his train of thought and at the same time awakening the God of Dark Moon who was in deep thought.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at Gulongding."

Gwendelyn came up with the answer casually, and then looked at her vigilantly, fearing that the undead king next to him would go straight to Gulongding and start a killing spree in order to continue the fire.

In this regard, the undead king who has reincarnated 699 times can only smile helplessly.

Being able to walk to Arno Lund step by step was not because of a sudden conscience discovery by the monster blocking the way, but because of her own strength, killing step by step.Gwyndolin couldn't be more aware of the reputation of beheading the undead, ghosts and gods.

"Don't worry, I won't kill the top of the ancient dragon. If I cut all the firewood this time, where will you find enough guys to put in the furnace when the first fire weakens next time?"

"I won't wake up my brother until the last moment. Although he was exiled by his father, he will always be my brother."

Gwyndolin turned his head, and the magic crown cast in the shape of the sun and the eyes of the God of the Dark Moon were also tightly covered, leaving only half of his delicate and small face, which became more and more mysterious.

……

The dim moonlight shone on Arno Lond, and the ground glistening with white light seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, making it more and more bitingly chilly.The palace where the gods used to stay was deserted, and the giant guards and gargoyles that could still be seen when they came here had long since disappeared. Only a few mortals in small armor patrolled back and forth in front of the gate.

The undead man stretched out his hand, letting the cold moonlight fall on his hand.

"I'm afraid this is the first time I've met you peacefully, right? What do you think about the transmission of fire, or for some people who maintain the first fire is just a lie of gods, darkness is the saying of the human age, what do you think?" What do you think?"

"Where did you hear this statement from the mouth of a degenerated ancient dragon who claimed to be the world serpent?" Gwyndolin asked angrily, the hand holding the tin staff seemed to have bruised veins, "It's just a defeat in the war What qualifications do you have to tempt you? The power of the flame will degenerate the immortal ancient dragons into snakes, and thus have a limited lifespan, so they desperately tempt you to extinguish the flame. When you really extinguish the flame, the world will fall into darkness, and they Only then will the real benefits be obtained!"

"At that time, the world will fall into ignorance again, and the snakes crawling on the ground will grow wings again and become ancient dragons. What good will it do for humans? What's more, without fire, all humans will become wandering souls, living Walking around the ground like a corpse, do you think the 'Age of Fire' is better, or the so-called 'Era of Humanity'?"

"At the beginning, Ulasilu and Little Lund believed their nonsense, and the whole country fell into disaster. Ulasilu dug out Manus' coffin under the guidance of those snakes, and woke up Manus's body. And it caused the abyss to erupt directly in Ulasiru, turning everyone in that country into monsters. Artorius went to crusade, although he rescued Princess Ulasiru from the hands of the father of the abyss, Manus, but forever stayed in the abyss. And the king of Little Longde..."

Maybe it was too angry, the voice of the Dark Moon God even changed its tone sharply.

"At the beginning, they were also warriors fighting with the father, and the father also distributed the king soul he obtained from the flames to them. As long as they don't waste their power at will, they can live easily until now. But this group Humans have turned their backs on their responsibilities and honor, turned around to serve the darkness, and cultivated soul-sucking ghosts that hunt souls!"

"I understand that you do have unavoidable difficulties."

The undead man lightly clenched his fist, gently holding the projected moonlight in his hand.

"But that's not the reason for you to play with time and space and go back indefinitely. Am I right, Gwyndolin?"

The author has something to say:

Here I used the setting of the soul 3 waste case, the oil pipe master unpacked the soul 3, and found that there was a scene in the soul 3 waste case that a snake grew wings and flew in the sky