After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

The purple-haired knight immediately pressed Chaldea's communicator, his whole body was stiff, and his bristling hair seemed to explode even more.

Dr. Roman is just here to add to the chaos, right?He is now in the sky, and he is still facing the opponent on the dragon's back. The battle space is extremely narrow, let alone defeating the opponent!

But it's a done deal, and we can only take one step and watch one step.

Galahad clenched his shield tightly and did not turn his head, but at this moment all his attention was focused on the Black Dragon Lord behind him.

"Ai-si-si-"

Strange names rolled on the tip of his tongue, and the nameless undead closed his eyes, letting the icy wind blow past his cheeks.

For some reason, when I pronounce this name, there is always a faint feeling of nostalgia deep in my heart, as if I once owned something, but lost it unintentionally.

"It's a familiar feeling, but after so long, I will always forget something. Since I can forget it, it must not be important, right?"

The nameless undead touched the furry back of the purple-haired knight's head, and the scorching heat penetrated through the scalp and soaked into Galahad's whole body.

"You are a living person, so the guy you know is probably a living person. You have no chance to meet an old man like me. In this last days, even a guy with an immortal body may not be able to survive. You should not It's good to have too much hope."

"This is different!" Galahad lowered his eyelashes, and slowly clenched his fists covered with silver armor, "If I don't find Isis...senior, I won't go back."

You can't be wrong, that radiant soul must be that one...

"Really? You are really a persistent child, even going to such a dangerous place as Rodland, you are really ignorant and fearless..." The nameless undead man suddenly stopped, and chuckled, which sounded very similar to him. Laughing ironically, "Heh, little guy, then I wish you the best of luck finding your senior."

Then, the black dragon suddenly retracted its six wings and fell straight down.

……

The brass-colored armor was submerged in the black mud that invaded like a tide, and gradually disappeared. The palace where the gods stayed in the past has now become a purgatory infested with filth.

Arrows shining with the color of moonlight descended from the sky, and the magic ball floating in the air followed the traces of the intruders like souls, and the black sludge on the crown jumped up, before the soul magic took effect , devouring the power of the gods.Seemingly old and young, vague wails floated in the hall, the sound of sticky chewing tormented the ears non-stop, and mutilated bones floated up from time to time in the undulating filthy quagmire.

"You really disappoint me, Sullivan."

Even though he has been driven to a desperate situation, the deity whose strength has weakened still does not change his awe-inspiring posture, and the crown and robe are spotless.However, the skinny hands holding the tin staff were covered with large areas of dead gray marks.

The tall and proud hero remained silent, but followed the fallen saint's squirming step by step, his deep and indistinguishable face was hidden deep under the branch-like crown, and the two swords in his hands exuded red and blue overlapping radiance.

It was a terrifying fire that was close to chaos and primordial fire on the outside, but it burned the entire capital of sinful karma.The lingering magical power on the left-hand ritual sword is not so much from the moon, but rather closer to magic. The distinctive dark blue, which is deeper than the symbol of the dark moon god, is probably the essence of Sullivan Bar?

The wandering thoughts of the unburned salary king suddenly gathered together, and under the blessing of the first fire, the wraiths who once wanted to seize the dominance of the body were defeated one after another.

"God of the dark moon, the reason why I came to see you is to invite you, please grant me your great divine power. I have heard the sound of the tide, the age of flames is coming to an end, and the age of deep sea is coming, dark Gwendolin, God of the Moon, join hands with me to get through this difficult dark time!"

"Your so-called hand in hand to tide over the difficulties is the reason why you led the lackeys to attack Anor Londo? Since you have come here, Illusir must have fallen, right?" The weak Dark Moon God was unmoved, just He raised his tin rod again with a stern expression, "When you served as the bishop in the church behind Farland Forest, you were polluted by the silent darkness and began to use human beings as food, even your colleagues were also infected."

"The evil deed that should have been punished by death was forcibly preserved by Losric, who presided over the fire transmission ceremony, and even opened up a road dedicated to transporting living sacrifices, and named you the salary king. Unexpectedly You didn't fall into a deep sleep, but was awakened by the wake-up bell, and the villain who sensed that the flames were about to die out, are you planning to devour the gods this time?"

The real soul arrow was fired quickly, and then was swung in two by the great sword burning with the flames of sin.

The hero who stood proudly easily shattered the weak counterattack of the Dark Moon God, and the resentment that was suppressed in his heart burst out with half-truths and half-fakes.

"Gwen is great because he opened up a new era with the other two kings. The age of gods is over, and the age of the deep sea is coming. You are just a lingering remnant of the old age... Oh, I have worked for you After so long, don’t you even have the qualifications to lead the Youth Cult? You’re also from Eredel, a little girl like Yursika who doesn’t know anything, why should you treat her differently!”

"So... having said so much, you are only doing it for your own ambition, Sullivan."

Gwyndolin raised his tin staff and was about to continue his defense when a sharp pain surged in his chest, and he couldn't help but groaned.

"Sullivan, you!"

"It seems that the wise God of the Dark Moon did not realize that your tin rod was not the original one a long time ago."

The battle is over, and at the same time, the cooperation has also come to an end.

The blasphemy, whose appearance was only a sticky black mud, stood up high, and rushed towards the endangered Moon God like a tide, and the hole melted by the moonlight arrow scattered like a torrential rain was filled up in an instant.

"Come on, Luna, merge with me!!!"

boom--

Huge amounts of rubble slanted down from the ceiling, burying Eldridge's disgusting body.

"Looks like I'm just in time?"

Under the shining sky, the nun who couldn't see her face said so.

……

The few people confronting each other in the hall were startled, they looked up, and after spotting the iconic red one-eyed eye of Hekong Kalamite, they immediately put on a defensive posture.

"dragon?"

Sullivan was stunned for a moment, and his low and hoarse voice yelled loudly with the meaning that he could not refuse:

"Knights of Lothric, now I order you in the name of the Pope, immediately stop your offensive actions against Arnoel Londe, otherwise the Sword of the Dark Moon will attack you immediately!"

"Lothric? When I was active, there was no Losric in this world." The nameless undead man raised his hand, golden streamers gathered in his palm, "It's ridiculous, I never thought about it when I wanted to devour the old lord just now." The glory of the gods, now meeting Karamit, but using the gods to block the reinforcements, should I say that it is you, despicable traitor."

"Since you still have the strength to fight, and it happens that the primordial fire still lacks firewood, how about I borrow your souls?"

Kalamite raised the altitude again and hovered in the air.

Galahad tightly held the protruding bone spur on the black dragon's neck, trying to keep the scene in front of him firmly in his mind.

The golden afterimage only stays in the field of vision for a moment, but it is the only brilliance I have ever seen in my life. The shining thunder turned into a spear and rushed to the sky.As if it was a punishment from God, the thunder guns thrown split up endlessly in the air, enveloping the former capital of the gods like a torrential rain.

The Silver Knights were forced to a corner, and when they were about to die together, they suddenly found that the arrogant enemies had already fallen to the ground.The golden light spots fell on the body, bringing moisture like the sun, just like when the flames were at their peak.

The cannibal bishop guarding the outer perimeter of the palace panickedly avoided the thunder guns in the sky, but he couldn't retreat completely. The corpses of wicked people were densely hung on the condensed beam of light, like spikes used to punish cultists. stakes.

This is the thunder of miracles that pierces the sky and ushers in a new era for all beings, and it is also the thunder of battle that drives away the darkness and hunts down the eternal ancient dragon. Even though it is near the end of the world, the faith and brilliance of the heroes have never been greater. Not the slightest bit of bleakness.

The purple-haired knight looked down at the opponent fleeing in embarrassment on the ground, and couldn't help but glance back at Senior Chaldea behind him.

The new wind in Wangcheng blew more violently, the soft cloth hood slipped off, and the black hair flew in the wind.

The strong man with a mysterious origin raised his chin slightly, looking down at the meaningless struggle on the ground, his beautiful and mature face seemed to be pity, but also seemed to be sarcasm. He licked her flawless white skin flatteringly.

Such lightning...

It is simply impossible not to connect with the realm of the king of gods.

Senior Isis, what happened in just a few months after leaving Chaldea?

……

Facing the oversaturation blow of light and lightning, Eldridge, who was born in the deep, immediately gave up his plan to devour the God of the Dark Moon. The black sludge squirmed and melted into the ground, and was about to follow the gaps in the buildings. Infiltrate into the ground to avoid the thunder and lightning overhead.

The hero who was born as a commoner did the opposite in the rushing lightning. The huge and deep magic power formed another faint shadow. He waved his long sword to disperse the thunder that fell from the sky, but he quickly strode forward, rushing towards the The god of the dark moon who has been calculated.

With just a few words, Sullivan guessed the other party's true identity.

Since the firewood and the initial fire are mentioned, the other party must be someone related to the transmission of fire, either an undead hero who is enriching himself, or the ashes of the flame that has been awakened as a hunting king.As for controlling a giant dragon, almost no one in the world can do it. Then think about it from another angle, not only Eldridge, but also the rest of the salary kings who can be awakened by the awakening bell.

For the current plan, the only way is to hold the Dark Moon God hostage as soon as possible, so that this salary king, who seems to have a close relationship with Gwendelin, will be afraid.

Thinking of this, the betrayed Pope sped up his speed again, and the two swords, one blue and one red, calmly hit the slender body of the Dark Moon God.The God of the Dark Moon, whose life seemed to be under his control, did not make much resistance, which made Sullivan feel relieved despite his doubts.

But in the next moment, the soul arrow that condensed into substance pierced through the chest of the tree demon son.

From outside the hall, Gwendolin's indifferent voice came.

"My good subordinate, you have served me for so many years, don't you understand that you will never be able to surpass me in terms of illusions?"

The author has something to say:

God of Eater and Lao Sha must die!Erwuzi is not worth pity!

The name of King Gwen is probably derived from the demigod Gwen in Welsh legend, the Lord of the Wild Hunt, who is also the ruler of the kingdom of the dead. The Wild Hunt army specializes in harvesting the souls of the living and the dead.This is quite similar to the Black Soul. Before the first fire ignited and the world began to divide, all people actually did not have a real "life". To some extent, King Ge is also the king of the dead.

感谢在2019-11-1722：02：40～2019-11-1820：32：47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Jiuruyue Shutong 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Jiuruyue Shutong 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!