After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

In the end, Kalamite, the black dragon who always loves to make trouble, was taken back by Isis.Right now, the two have bid farewell to Gwyndolin of Arnoel Londo, and are on their way to the Flame Sacrifice.

In order for Galahad to have a clearer understanding of the world, Isis specially raised Kalamitra's height so that the knight and the magicians behind him could see the outline of the entire world.

The sky was about to fall into a long night, and only the sun, like an extinguished candle, shone weakly. In many places, only a faint white light could be seen, but the huge fireball full of heat could not be seen.Likewise, the earth is not monolithic.The sky-penetrating gray branches grow and spread wantonly, and on top of that, countless rock fragments that look like tree trunk moss precipitate and solidify, converging into a large piece of land called "Human Kingdom".

In the center of the world, on the low-lying platform with only a section of tree trunk left, there was a faint flame burning feebly.

Of course, the flame burning the World Tree was weak, and the branches that had been cleaned up once again spread to the suddenly cleared space. Drifting and converging with the movement of the world tree.

When the branches rot, it is the day when the world falls, and the call of the abyss is at hand.

In the dark and lightless abyss, there are some unspeakable things hidden faintly, it seems to be a dragon snake coiled in the abyss, or it seems to be something else.Galahad only took a few glances, and then had to look back dizzily. The profane ravings lingered in his heart for a long time, and it seemed that even the spirit base had signs of being infected.

Ding--

……

"Well……"

The boulder pressing on the spirit was moved away abruptly, and Galahad sighed as if he had been pardoned, only to see a quaint bell clamped on the slender fingers of his senior, and the golden sunlight was blessing him.As for Kalamite and Isis, they didn't seem to be affected too much, and they were even talking unimpeded.

"I said master, didn't you say you were going to find your box at Arnoel Londo, why are you leaving now?"

While working as a coolie for the two of them, Kalamite still couldn't help jumping out to show some sense of presence, and Galahad couldn't help but want to teach it a lesson when he heard the cheap tone.

"You said that box? It was lost a long time ago." Isis raised her eyebrows, and she could vaguely see some shadows of the past in her expression and behavior. Where did that thing go?"

"Ah, master master, don't you still have so many things that you worked so hard to save in there, and you lost them all?"

"What can be left? When I spread the fire, I burned all my souls. What is left is some scraps of armor and weapons such as goddesses' blessings. Even if they are still there, they may not be of any use to me. "

Everything in the world comes from the first fire, and she and the flame are two sides of one body, so there is no need for protection (it is almost as good for her to protect others).

Having said that, Isis turned her head suddenly and looked at the pale-faced knight.

"How about you? There is an abyss under the world. There is usually a lot of filth deposited there. Ordinary people will go crazy after touching it. Are you and your companions all right?"

"No...it's fine."

A weak voice came from the other end of the communicator, and the young man with orange-pink hair was lying on the table with a disheveled face, looking completely different.

"Oh, is that so? You don't sound like you have nothing to worry about." For some reason, Isis always felt that the magician on the other side of the communicator had a particularly soft and delicious feeling, "The abyss is not Ordinary things, if you don’t take measures to resolve them after reading them, be careful to have nightmares at night, and then your head will slowly expand like blowing air, and red eyeballs will grow on the surface of the pus~”

"Hey, it's disgusting!"

"Want to know how to remove the influence?"

"Of course I do."

The good baby Romani kept nodding, and the buzzing in his head seemed to get louder.

"You beg me~"

Da Vinci: I shouldn't be here, I should be under the bed.Fresh out of the oven, give it to Edward Teach to write the script.

Galahad: Senior is indeed senior. Flying above the abyss, not only was he not affected, but he was able to talk to Dr. Roman with a calm expression. He deserves to be the cornerstone of the world that Kalamite has become.

The sad reminder of the black dragon who was regarded as a coolie: I really want to look back, but I am afraid of being shot by the sun...

……

The flame sacrificial field, the place where many world lines converge and meet.

The sky was cloudy as usual, and as far as the eye could see, there was only gray and black, piles of tombstones were piled up in a disorderly manner, and clusters of candles were lit on the steps, leaving large white wax marks.

Like frozen tears.

The only salary king who was still on the throne closed his eyes and slept soundly, with some fiery sparks wafting from his blood and bones from time to time.The blind fireproof woman snuggles quietly on the cold stone steps, as if turning into a silent sculpture from ancient times.The escapees of the Falan Undead Squad sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at the throne with dozens of sharp swords stuck above their heads with complicated and unspeakable eyes from time to time.

Except for the dwarf alchemist who claimed to be from Courland, the remaining four thrones were all empty without exception.

The fire is about to go out, but Wang Ying is nowhere to be seen.

This world is probably hopeless, right?

Hawkwood, who had narrowly escaped from the Farland Forest, was thinking silently, when he suddenly heard some unusual noises.

It was like the howling sound of a huge beast, or the pigeon whistle that was heard in a certain household before. It became longer and louder, and finally fell to the ground with a thud.The ground of the flame sacrificial field trembled a few times, and a lot of dust fell on the stone dome.

Then in the small square in Guda, the sound of fighting came over.

It is a battle, it is more like a unilateral beating by a strange uninvited guest, because apart from the extremely monotonous dull "dong dong" sound, there is only the ordinary sound of Guda kneeling continuously, and the sound of human pus erupting. Minor and noisy, as well as a few extremely vivid praises.

……

"Wow, so there is such a way to deal with the enemy?! A small shield can, it can block the attack perfectly, and bounce back to disintegrate the opponent's posture..."

Romani couldn't help admiring that capturing the moment when the enemy attacked and countering it required unparalleled timing skills, and even more so, swift and incomparable reflexes. This is a unique secret skill that can only be possessed after hard work.

More importantly, a pair of strong arms is required.

Anyway, don’t even think about his body who can’t even stay up late for a few days ＿(:з」∠)＿

"Actually, not only small leather shields, small shields, medium shields, even empty-handed ones are fine."

As Isis said that, she took out her gauntlet.

With a light lift of his left hand, the halberd thrown by the opponent bounced into the sky, and the soldier, whose body was covered in black glue, lost his balance and knelt down on the ground.

Galahad looked at the grey-armored warrior who had attacked countless times and knelt down countless times, with an eager expression on his face.

"So there is still this usage?" The Knights of the Round Table pursed their lips, and a bold idea suddenly came to mind, "I don't know if I use this shield, will it have the same effect?"

"Forget it, your shield is a large shield."

Galahad drooped his head listlessly.

……

The flame sacrificial field that had been silent for a long time finally came alive, and two of them came as soon as they came. Square went to sleep.

"You are……"

The moment Isis stepped into the door, Ludos, who was snoozing on the throne, opened his eyes and looked at the two people at the door hesitantly.

"It's been a long time, colleagues from Ring Seal City." Isis raised the corners of her lips, piercing the disguise that the dwarf king was about to leave, "Although there is no throne for me here, in fact, I was also called by the bell of awakening." One of the guys who woke up, of course, maybe because of the age, some of you have not heard my name."

"My name is Isis. I just came from Anor Londo and slaughtered a pussy guy by the way."

Hawkwood raised his head in astonishment, and saw a head full of holes and maggots placed on the throne upright. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the light in the sacrificial field became brighter.

"The deep sage, Eldridge, has returned to his place."

The fire-proof girl who was confused by Isis's sudden attack was silent for a while, and then found her voice:

"His Majesty the King Xin who came from afar, thank you very much for your help at this time. I am the fireproof woman who is responsible for keeping the bonfire alive. If you want to increase your strength, please touch the darkness inside me."

"No, I improved my ability at that time by myself." Isis inserted the spiral sword into the brazier made in the shape of the king's weapon, and watched the flames rise and then subside. "The fireproof girl only needs to maintain the bonfire. Just don't turn it off."

Fireproof Girl: ......... My psychological shadow is so hot.

Because of the restlessness of the black dragon, Hawkwood, who took out his long sword to guard, suddenly sneered, and there was a familiar sarcasm in his hoarse voice.

"Another fool who has been deceived. Now everyone knows that spreading fire is a scam. Even people like Eldridge can become salary kings. What hope is there in this world? Even if spreading fire, can't the sun in the sky Will it be back to normal?"

He was silent for a while, watching the expression of the young knight beside Isis change from excitement to calm, and then from calm to dignified, his heart was dripping with blood, but there was a tingling pain that made him sober.

"Look, now that all the kings have abandoned their thrones, you don't want to be burned to ashes like this?"

"What, burned to ashes?!"

At this end and that end of the communicator, the crowd exclaimed at the same time.

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