After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

Beauty and bones, but in a blink of an eye.

Romani Akiman and Galahad stiffened their bodies at the same time, speechless for a long while.

This is definitely the most difficult problem he has ever faced in his life.

In any case, he couldn't connect the current senior with the exuberant Master of Chaldea.At that time, no matter how much resistance she faced, Isis still showed an uncontrollable vitality from the corners of her eyes and between the brows and brows even if she had a sullen face.Even though she is still young, the demeanor originating from youth is particularly heart-wrenching.

But it's not like now, separated by mountains and rivers, thousands of years ago, even though it is so powerful that it is unmatched in the world, the face that was once Qiao Xiaoqian turned into scorched bones in a blink of an eye, even if it can restore the old appearance, but also understand that it is just a magical construction It's just a phantom.

It's like a rose that has bloomed to its fullest, even though it is extremely beautiful, it always carries with it the decadence that is about to wither.

But why isn't he?

"Actually... I think you are more beautiful than ever."

"Heh, the glib guy must have cheated a lot of girls' hearts, right?"

Isis chuckled with unknown meaning, but did not pursue the disrespect at the other end of the communicator.The scars burned by the flames faded from the skin, and the dry and charred bones were covered with rich flesh and blood again. Except for the little sparks that were still falling from the cloak, the barefoot nun half-covered her cheeks was still shockingly beautiful.

"The me you see now is no longer the person you are looking for. I am just an undead named 'Isis', a pile of residue left after burning."

Galahad stood awkwardly in the cave. At this moment, he always felt that he was a bit redundant.Just when he was about to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, there was a loud commotion outside the cave.

"Look, what's in the sky!"

……

The two hurried out of Elizabeth's grave and looked up at the sky.

Although the trees in the Falan Forest are lush and dense, there are still gaps between the branches and leaves of the canopy. In the pieces of the torn sky, something flashes away.Galahad narrowed his eyes, and the sub-servant's keen vision easily caught the flying object from the gaps in the branches and leaves.

It wasn't a crow as an envoy, nor was it a pale little devil with wings, but snakes, small snakes with wings.They clumsily flapped their wings, which were more like the wings of a bat than the wings of a bird, and their elongated bodies twisted and squirmed involuntarily, as if they were still crawling on the ground.

In the land of Rhodeland, there has never been such a strange thing as a snake swimming on the ground growing wings and flying in the sky.

A few attentive members of the undead team discovered this first, and the commotion quickly expanded from a few whispers to the entire forest.

"Isis, uh, a knight?" Hawkwood, who had gotten acquainted with her a little before, came over and stared at the little snake flying in the sky vigilantly and confusedly, "What the hell is going on with those snakes in the sky?"

"Snake? A flying snake?"

Isis frowned.

"Oh, finally there is something that the great master doesn't know!"

The black dragon Kalamite interjected excitedly, trying to stretch his neck so that he could surpass the height of the tree canopy, so as to see more scenery.

"Those snakes have grown wings, and they have returned to their ancestors!"

"Back to ancestors?!" xN

Isis was slightly taken aback, then looked at the sky solemnly.

"Yes, I remembered it when you said it. The so-called snake is a degenerated dragon. When the flame is ignited, except for the immortal dragon that has been born, all the descendants of dragons born after that cannot be called It is an immortal and eternal ancient dragon. There are also some weak dragon descendants, because of the changes in the world, they directly lost the qualifications to become dragons, lost their six wings and four limbs, and only left a fat torso."

"An ancient dragon was born in darkness and chaos, and degenerated into flames and light. Come to think of it, when the flames fade, the snake with the blood of the ancient dragon must grow wings and fly into the sky again, right?"

The ancient Salary King muttered to himself mockingly, his eyes slightly cold.

"Returning from a snake to becoming a dragon, it must be the ghost of those big snakes in the world, right? Huh, let's not talk about Cass who tempted me to extinguish my first fire back then, even Flamut's methods may not be so clean. But now is not the time to talk about this. The return of the snake to the dragon means that the initial fire has weakened to the extreme and cannot burn for a long time. Now go to Losric and meet the Losric who should have spread the fire this time. The king is."

"Let's go too!"

Said a group of members of the undead team who were soaked in the quagmire of Fran until their brains were broken.

……

When Kalamite flew into the sky again, the sky was completely dark, as if a thin layer of yellow paint was painted on the completely dark background, and in the faint color of flames, deep darkness surrounded him from all directions. come over.

A ring-like celestial body hangs in mid-air, only the edge of the flames faintly outlines the appearance of the corona.

Galahad stretched out his hand, intending to sense the situation of the whole world again.The magic power from the flesh scatter out, and then it was swallowed up by invisible and intangible things in the air. The cold and dead chill hit the whole body, and the magic power from the whole body was continuously drawn out.

The whole world is sick, so like a starving ghost, it desperately takes away everyone's power.

The knight gritted his lips and cruelly gave up part of his magic power, deeply regretting his previous hasty decision.

"Tsk tsk, I saw the huge bed crossbow on the city wall. At this time, no one has manipulated it to shoot me. Your human Lothric's defense is not very complete~"

At this time, the only one who still has time to comment is Kalamite, who is an immortal ancient dragon.

Isis lowered her head and looked down.

"It's not that Lothric's defenses are not complete. It's because the guards on the city wall have all turned into living corpses. Living corpses are unconscious. As long as they fly high enough, they will not be discovered. Look again, Those smoky courtyards."

The rider sitting on the black dragon's back pointed to several open areas where black smoke was billowing and the fighting was particularly fierce.

A group of knights wearing different armors and holding different banners died in piles in the courtyard. Broken hilts, torn banners, and even severed heads were all over the ground. On the black and red blood clots, their bodies were fat. There seemed to be a pair of golden armored knights with small wings walking back and forth, and the giant ax was stained with blood.

Several flying dragons of different colors smashed down a large area of ​​the city wall, and groups of colloidal black oily substances emerged from the dry corpses, and white pus loomed in it, sometimes stretched, sometimes rolled into complex shapes, and the buzzing sound was heart-stopping. Fear.

The shriveled corpses were impaled on the branches and stretched out their hands towards the sun.The saints who came from afar swallowed the poison that turned them into stone statues, and they still held the dim light of candles in their hands when they were dying.The doors everywhere were closed tightly, not even a single sound was heard.

The pure knight could not bear to look back.

"I heard from Hawkwood that Lothric is the capital of the entire country, but why is the capital of the kingdom like this?"

"You already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

Galahad clenched his fists.

Indeed, such a scene must be very similar to... Kamran at that time.

……

The black dragon spread its wings across the sky, and as it passed a church with huge flower windows, a faint old voice came from the ground.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, a knight who can control a giant dragon! I am the chief priest of the Baijiao here, and I have something to ask you!"

The gray-haired old woman stumbled out, chasing the shadow in the sky frantically.

"A priest of the White Sect?"

As expected, the black dragon stopped at the sound, and then spewed out black smoke in dissatisfaction.

"Ha, yes, I am." After getting a response, the old woman showed a half-crying expression, "I am Emma, ​​the priest of the White Cult here, and also the nurse of Prince Losric. I have always Stay here and suppress those mad dogs from Cold Valley, but I have lived too long, and I don't have much time."

"I don't know who bewitched the prince, made him refuse to spread the fire, and extinguished all the bonfires in the city. I only know that because of this incident, there was a terrible civil strife in the capital. The lords from other places led The soldiers rushed in and asked the prince to fulfill his obligations, but the prince closed the door leading to the big library, and would not show up anyway. There were shouts of killing everywhere in the city, and even the precious flying dragon was dispatched... and those beliefs Angel's heretics are also making trouble at this time."

"The sky is getting darker and darker. The inheritance of the flame has already been broken once. I can't... I can't watch the flame go out again."

The old lady was lying on the ground, gasping for breath with difficulty. In Isis's perception, the already weak soul fire was like a dying candle, with only a little spark left.

"In my opinion, your flame is as strong as a volcano. I can't ask you to wear a crown, but please be sure to let the prince sit on the...throne...bath in...spread...fire..."

The old lady closed her eyes as if letting go of a heavy burden, and her thin body fell on the dirty and cold ground without making a sound.

……

Senior Isis is in a bad mood.

This is the conclusion drawn by Galahad after long-term observation. The specific behavior is manifested in the loud noise that the black dragon Karamit flew directly over the dome library and jumped to the prince's bedroom with a bang.

The two sides who were confronting each other in the square were stunned for a moment, and then they were reduced to ashes in the black dragon flames that washed the ground.

Galahad moved uneasily, but said nothing immediately.

Good and evil, light and darkness, are all meaningless in the face of life and death.In the last days when the world is about to decline, everything is false and everything is allowed. The flower of morality has always only bloomed on the fertile soil of prosperity and peace.

The cannibal King Xin wanted to devour the gods, and the lord of the frontier could force the prince to death. Naturally, the King Xin wearing a crown could also turn all rebels into ashes.

Since the prince refused to spread the fire, the door of the prince's bedroom was naturally closed.

The barefoot King Xin caressed the tightly locked iron chain, with a not-so-obvious grin on the corner of his mouth, he put his hand into his sleeve.Just when Galahad thought she was going to break the situation violently again, the most powerful of the salary kings took something out of his sleeve——

Is it paper and pen? ? ?

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Isis: I've been burnt to ashes, and I'm not pretty anymore.

Doctor: You are beautiful, you are always beautiful, even more beautiful than before.

Junior: I seem to be a tool man.

Big profiteer: You two are really too much, is it fun to bully me as a single dog?