After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

The erupting flames originating from chaos slowly extinguished, and together with two small flames, they floated back into the hands of the nameless undead man. The tall woman picked up the remaining firewood on the ground and stepped barefoot on the ash-covered ground.

Due to the huge amount of undead eaten, the deep and evil thoughts in people's hearts gradually accumulated in Eldridge's body and mind, and finally formed his terrifying and disgusting bloated body like a drowned fat pig. Before being sent to the primordial furnace for incineration, He couldn't even maintain his human form, and was completely turned into a pool of black mud mixed with a lot of white bones.When Eldridge, who was afraid of the flames, was incinerated, all that remained was a huge carbonized skull.

A large number of honeycomb-shaped hollows appeared on the supposedly dense skull, and piles of maggots swarmed out from the passage leading to the outside, and were finally burned to ashes by the burning flames.The blackened crown was crookedly placed on the top of the head, the size of which even ordinary people could not wear, as if even the world that respected Eldridge as the salary king also hated what this person did.

The white and crystal-clear fine sand covered most of the ground, and when the wind blew, it would scatter in all directions. The invisible ghosts saluted her slightly in nothingness, and then flew to the unreachable high sky.

As for Sullivan, who had betrayed the entire Gwen Protoss, no one came to collect his body.

The figure of Gwendolin, the god of the dark moon, appeared outside the door, with large bloodstains on the black robe.Kalamite resisted the threat of the big dragon-hunting bow on the beam, and landed on the wide bridge of the abandoned royal capital, watching the reunion of long-lost friends with half interest and half teasing.

……

"Long time no see, Gwendolin."

See you again after thousands of years, the king of salary is still the king of salary, but the dark moon god hiding behind the scenes is no longer the powerful god before.

"It's been a long time, my father's successor, ahem..."

Gwyndolin's face was pale, as if a gust of wind could blow it down. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the conversation, she had to use the remaining power of the first fire to heal the Dark Moon God again.

"It really makes you laugh. Thousands of years have passed, and I have become like this."

The Dark Moon God sat limply on the high-backed chair, and the Ouroboros, who kept spitting out snake letters under his knees, also drooped, huddling into a ball without energy.Such a strange shape, as well as the title of "God of the Dark Moon", inevitably attracted the surprised eyes of the purple-haired knight.

Could it be that this place that is suffering catastrophe is actually the god domain of this world? !

The nameless undead man's eyes fell on the embarrassed young man beside him, and he glanced at Gwyndolin questioningly.

[Do you need to let this child out now?Hearing the truth of the world rashly will inevitably shatter his three views. 】

[No need, the truth of this world has long been nakedly exposed to the eyes of human beings. What difference does it make if you say it or not? 】

"You stay too, it's nothing to listen to."

The two top figures in the world opened their mouths at will, and rashly decided whether the purple-haired knight would stay or not.Galahad looked around, and after finding that there were no other servants in this strangely arranged temple, he quietly stepped back to a suitable distance, and fiddled with the communicator in his hand under the cover of the high-back chair.

……

"...So it turns out that the source of Eldridge is actually the Baijiao who is in charge of spreading the fire. Now it seems that the Baijiao has also fallen..."

The second son of the Sun King, who was once inferior and shy, closed his eyes. After a long time, the hoarse tone echoed in the palace.

"Although I don't want to admit it, it's true. Ever since Eldridge appeared in the Farland area, people's belief in the White Sect has gradually collapsed, and even the fire transmission ceremony that maintains the world has lost its original sacred status. In order to continue to pass on the light, I had to re-establish the Qingjiao based on the teachings of the Sword of the Dark Moon and the White Sect, and continue the fire-passing pilgrimage.”

"Passing fire is now regarded as a dangerous way by people, and it is completely different from thousands of years ago." The nameless undead nodded and said with emotion, "From a villain like Eldridge who should be executed, Not only did he not get the punishment he deserved, but he was regarded as a salary king by the Losric royal family, and he was fed like a pig, which shows that maintaining the light has reached a very difficult situation."

In that world back then, even though the world was plunged into darkness, there was still hope.

People's hearts are dark, nothing more than that.

"That's true. Even if I spread the Green Sect to replace the corrupt White Sect in time, I still can't achieve the control of the White Sect at its peak. Even Losric, the hometown of the kings and the gathering place for world drifters, is also All kinds of heresies are rampant: some people want to be immortal like ancient dragons, while others, in desperation, turn to a sect called 'angels'."

Gwyndolin paused, then lamented in despair:

"Ha, sometimes, even I think, in this gradually collapsing world, by means of deceit and coercion, forcibly throwing heroes with great souls into the first fire, the light gained in this way is really Does it make sense? Maybe, just like the prophecy circulating among the people, the so-called light is just a trick used by the gods to deceive mortals."

"The world is declining at an accelerated rate. Due to the decline of the first fire, many countries and regions that did not meet each other gathered and piled up together, and the sky always showed the twilight of dusk. I once thought about throwing myself into the flame like my father, but The original furnace rejected me, so I had no choice but to return here and use my magic to imprison time again. But with the decline of my power, even the status quo can no longer be maintained."

"When the fire was about to be passed on, the holy king of Lothric turned his back on the flame, but the hero who passed on the fire was stopped, causing the flame to go out for a while. Under no circumstances, the princess rang the bell for awakening. However, even Like you, the salary kings who inherited the flames also abandoned the light without hesitation. At the critical moment, Ludos of the Ring City stepped forward and used his flesh and blood to preserve the extinguished flame... I have already I can't think of any reason for me to continue the ceremony of spreading fire."

……

The purple-haired knight seemed to be standing obediently behind the unknown salary king, but actually quietly turned on the recording function of the communicator, and quickly tapped on the blue electronic screen that popped up, and a string of characters were sent back the other side of the world.

[Da Vinci, and Doctor Roman, sorry for cutting off the call just now. There was a battle going on here a while ago, and there is really no communication condition.Right now, Senior Isis is talking to the gods of the old world, and I am watching from the sidelines. For this reason, I cannot talk to you now, but I will turn on the audio equipment and send the recorded voice data to Chaldea for you analyze. 】

The young man who was a little displeased because Galahad cut off the conversation just now had to suppress his dissatisfaction and stared at the screen with all his attention. Roman tapped on the keyboard with his nimble ten fingers, and each letter was rapidly formed on the computer.

[Galahad, Leonardo went to repair the equipment, and now I am the only one in the room.You said Isis, what happened to Isis, I just heard that she seems to have forgotten her name, what happened there?Please try to keep the long story short, Chaldea and the old world are two completely different systems, and it is very difficult to communicate. 】

【Senior Isis... seems to have lost her memory of being in Chaldea. 】

The pure knight bit his lower lip and listened to the conversation in the room with two hearts, and the answer on the electronic screen came out as scheduled.

【Even if I reminded her repeatedly, senior, she didn't associate the name "Isis" with herself at all.According to the logic of the seniors, as a living person, there is a big gap between the age of my life and the seniors, so she cannot be the companion we know.Every time he calls me, the senior always looks at me with the loving eyes of the junior, and also calls me 'children'...]

In terms of age, "Senior Isis" should be the one called "children", right?

Trouble.

Romani couldn't help but picked up the water glass and took a big sip.The strong Italian taste spread on the tip of the tongue, almost paralyzing people's sense of taste, but the tired-looking young man was thinking without any awareness, and his spirit was even a little abnormally excited.

Between the two worlds, there is an entire sea of ​​imaginary numbers, just positioning can make people lose their hair, let alone accurately pinpointing the time and place where Isis fell.Even the successful transfer of the Galahad spirit seed was the result of various chances and coincidences.

If it is said that their positioning is accurate, but the time is greatly deviated...

The half-cold refreshing drink slid down the throat, bringing bitterness along the way.

It's entirely possible.

The young man with long orange-pink hair calmed down and suppressed his restless mood.

[The time difference is not the point, the most important thing is that Isis is unscathed, that's enough. 】

[I hope, senior is still alive, this is the best news. 】

Galahad looked up and looked forward, seeing that the two of them didn't notice his small movements, and then continued typing.

【Senior has become very strong now. Just now, senior even led me to ride on the back of a dragon.Yes, not the kind of wyvern that can be tamed, but a one-eyed dragon with three pairs of strange dragon wings that can even speak.The black dragon flies in the sky, and the breath of the black dragon can even destroy a city, but the senior can easily direct its actions. 】

【Perhaps Isis's luck is particularly good?For example, healed a seriously injured dragon, or the dragon is pursuing her or something...]

This sentence made even Romani himself not believe it, let alone Galahad with an online IQ, so the pure knight put a big exclamation mark in his reply very rudely.

[Doctor Roman, please be serious, with the current strength of senior, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen! ! ! 】

[Okay, just now I just saw that you were too serious, so let's liven up the atmosphere.By the way, Galahad, you don't actually need to record it and send it to us. I seem to understand the conversation over there just now. 】

When this sentence appeared on the electronic screen covered with snowflakes, both of them couldn't help but startled.

That’s right, even this world has different languages ​​such as English, French, and Japanese. Why is it that Chaldea and the old world are two completely different worlds, but people can communicate with each other unimpededly across language barriers?

The author has something to say:

The answer to the last paragraph is actually very obvious. There are relevant settings in the novel of the sky, but I am really too lazy to re-read the novel, so let it be.

感谢在2019-11-1820：32：47～2019-11-1920：35：03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 grenade: 1 Suzuki Falling Moon;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 20 bottles in the large manuscript storage box; 10 bottles of accumulated feathers and sinking boats; 3 bottles of direct death;

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