After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

Kingdom of Lothric,

the capital Losric,

The prince's bedroom behind the big library,

Prince Lorian, who once led the army to fight against demons, and Prince Lothric, who refused to spread fire.

Dear Twin Princes:

Maybe I don't know what kind of determination you have made, and under what circumstances you gave up spreading fire, but since I am here, I have the obligation to inform you: the whole Lothric has fallen into chaos, and the The Lothric knights lost their lives in vain, and the precious flying dragon (pseudo) mounts also died in large numbers due to civil strife. The knights who fought in the cold valley have also opened the gates of the capital.

The flame was extinguished for a while because you never fulfilled your duty to spread the fire.Eldridge, the deep sage, Fran's undead team, Youmu, the giant of the city of crimes, and I, woke up under the bell ringing by the princess, and the ashes in the unowned cemetery will also be opened in the near future grave.The secluded sage tried to devour the gods in order to escape the coming dark apocalypse, but he has been sanctioned by me, and firewood has returned to the throne.Although the Falan undead team was once attacked by the abyss, they have returned to normal and are currently coming to the capital from the undead settlement. I believe that after this, they will also decide to return to the flames.

And I, the Prisoner of the Northern Undead House, Abyss Walker, Kalamite Buster, Lord of Chaos and Demons, The Old Witch and the Sun King Gwen's Successor, King Hunter, Holder of the Four King Souls, and the Primordial Flame The guardian of the first generation Undead Salary King, I am fortunate to know the name of the prince, and I will come to pay a visit today.I hope that I can have a harmonious and friendly meeting with the two, and bring the two back to the furnace. If the two do not agree, I can also let the souls of the two return to the netherworld, and they will never be separated from each other.

I hope the two of you can reply as soon as possible after receiving the letter.Times have changed, and I don't know if the current format still retains the style of thousands of years ago, so let's just leave it at that.

Yours sincerely

second salary king

Galahad cautiously glanced at the letter paper in Isis's hand from the corner of his eye. Sapphire blue ink flowed from the slender quill pen, and the esoteric and obscure symbols moved gracefully on the letter paper as the pen tip moved. superior.As a later generation, he couldn't understand what those symbols said. Senior Isis's soul was as calm as before, so it must be something unimportant?

But it's a little strange.

Isis flicked the letter paper in her hand, and stuffed it into the crack of the bedroom door.

This is a notice, and it is also a letter of war. After all, Lothric's salary king is also the lord of a country, and there is always a need to have some face-to-face.

……

The little prince, who has been weak since he was a child, raised his head, and the prayer robe embroidered with gold thread was loosely wrapped around his scrawny body.

"Brother, here comes another person who can't learn the lesson. Welcome, the hero of destiny who has been sung by the undead for a long time, the person who dispatches the fire."

The fine and clear sound of metal clashing came from the darkness deep in the bed curtain, accompanied by a strange dragging sound.Galahad's eyes widened in shock. The one who crawled out from behind the marble corridor was clearly a tall warrior with a crown on his head!

Lothric's voice continued mournfully and wearily.

"I can't become a king. Whether it's the mission of passing on fire, or the inheritance of blood, it's enough to be boring. We are destined to die a bad death, and this...is our grave."

The tall warrior was wriggling on the ground with difficulty. Every time the molten and corroded sword in his hand was smashed, deep holes were left on the fragmented ground. When he raised his head, the golden crown that looked like a flame covered the all his vision.

Like a blind fire girl.

Almost instantly, a crescent-shaped double scythe appeared in Isis' hands, and the barefoot nun slowly moved forward, walking across the raised floor, the unknown feathers covered with dark yellow grease, and creaking noises on the broken ground. Frost congealed.

Isis turned her head slightly and looked at Galahad who had drawn out the red sword.

"Galahad, go and see where the Falan undead team has gone."

"But senior, prince of Lothric?"

"Hey, go and have a look, this is my battlefield."

Galahad reluctantly backed out of the gate, and when he looked back, a hazy white mist had risen from the gate, covering everything.

……

"There are still living people in Luosi Lili. I thought they were all dead."

Prince Lothric straightened up slightly, and looked down at the Salary King indifferently. In his half-covered stubborn eyes, there was a never-ending flame burning.

"After I refuse to spread the fire, it will only be a matter of time before all the people in this world die."

"If no one spreads fire, the world will eventually be turned into darkness. And I was awakened because of this."

"If someone spreads fire, will it brighten up the world?" Prince Losric covered his mouth, coughing continuously from his chest, "The ultimate destiny of the royal family of Losric is to merge with the flames." One body, my parents, my grandparents, and even my great-grandfathers were all thrown into the furnace as the salary king, and I, from birth, was chosen to be the sacrifice of the flame."

"My parents, my grandparents, my great-grandparents, and even my mother, generations of the royal family of Lothric, have paid the blood price for the flames. However, the curse of the undead has never been lifted, illuminating the world flame, never brighter."

Losric stared at Isis with quiet and deep eyes.

"My father, the previous king Osloes killed his brother, but he wanted to kill his own son himself. So he became crazy because of this, longing for the immortal power of the ancient dragon in the chaos, and finally researched Even my younger brother, Ocelot, the third prince of Lothric, was not spared from the terrible substance that resembles the plague. And he himself has become a monster that is neither human nor ghost."

"When I didn't know anything, I was promoted to the altar, and even named the name of the whole country. And this is just so that one day, I can be thrown into the flames to burn... My brother , but he is tall, handsome, generous, kind, and well-loved. When he led the army and walked out of the king's city to fight against the devil, flowers and cheers flooded him. I was full of resentment, madly jealous of him, and hated him He, until now, I cursed him..."

It was but a small revolt of a miserable man.As a sacrifice that will be thrown into the fire sooner or later, no matter what status or reverence you have in life, in the end you can't even control your own life and death.

He hates, he is jealous, to get to the bottom of it, it's all envy and yearning.

He envied his elder brother Lorian's healthy body, and he yearned for Lorian's ability to freely decide life and death, but he could only be locked in the palace day after day, listening to the priests of the White Cult trying to instill in him the glory of spreading fire.

So Lothric cursed Lorian, making him blind and dumb, and he couldn't even walk on two feet normally.However, what made Losric feel both painful and relieved was that the invincible Prince Lorian, who once defeated the demon prince, accepted his pain and curse without complaint, and willingly turned it into his sword. shield...

The blind and lame eldest prince made a vague sound, as if echoing his brother's words.

Regarding this situation, Isis had only one thought in her mind:

Damn it, when she swept Rodland back then, she didn't find anyone she could fall in love with!

The deeply stimulated Ancient Salary King simply and neatly removed his camouflage form, restored to his original skin that was burnt black, and hooked his hands angrily at the pair of dog brothers:

"You have your reasons, and I have my reasons. No one can convince anyone, so let force decide everything. Come, have a hearty fight, lose to the stove, win and continue to live, stop talking! "

……

Losric lay on Lorian's exhausted body, closed his eyes, and waited for the butcher knife that was about to fall.

"Sure enough, the Salary King of Destiny, the Salary King of Destiny, the holder of the Four Great King Souls, is not so easy to challenge..."

It's a pity that I couldn't wait for my death peacefully in Lothric with my brother...

But the expected blade didn't seem to come?

"I've changed my mind now." Isis put down the snail (fire), spin (fire) and sword (stick), opened the window, and looked at the "solar ring" hanging high in the sky, "You have something that moved me. This There is no need for a world where peace can only be obtained through sacrifice.”

The Hero of Destiny, who was sung by the undead, looked away in melancholy, and no longer focused on the pair of brothers. He felt empty in his heart, and seemed to be able to make a whirring sound when the wind blew by.

Spreading fire is never a result, it is just a means to happiness, she just wants to let more people get rid of the curse of the undead, not to repeat the mistakes of Logan and Jack Myer, she just wants to see... …

More people are laughing, living freely in their homes, having children, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

When the only path to salvation has turned into a curse, then maybe it's time to let go.

"In the ancient times you mentioned, I never thought of spreading fire for the sake of spreading fire. At that time, only rekindling the flame was the only way to solve the pain. The original meaning of spreading fire is light. Life is salvation, and when it becomes the curse of all, it can perish."

"Oh, thank you for your forgiveness."

Losric smiled silently, took the crystal bottle handed over, and carefully brought the holy water full of blessings to the pale and bloodless lips of the eldest prince Lorian.

Isis turned around wearily, and bumped into Galahad who walked in hurriedly.

"senior?"

Galahad asked without knowing it. He saw that the room was in a mess, and the sword energy was everywhere, but the two princes of Lothric who were fighting against the spread of fire did not kill them.

"Fran's undead team has arrived at the gate of Losric, and has begun to clean up the living corpses in the city, and..." He frowned, and said a strange word, "The living corpses infected with the 'human pus' and flying dragons."

Isis looked at the flying snake passing by the sky indifferently, touched Galahad's hairy head, and said without looking back:

"Let's go, Galahad, and go back to the Flame Sacrifice Field. It's a place where spatial drift gathers, which is suitable for teleportation. Although this land is about to die, it's okay to temporarily activate the leylines."

"You are a visitor from another world. There is no need to die with this deformed world. Go back to where you came from."

The author has something to say:

In the last chapter, Undead Flying Snakes Gathered was a waste case of Soul 3 unpacked by Youtuber Lance. It was very shocking, but it was a pity that it was not included in the official version.

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PS: 11.29, some typos have been modified, and 200 words have been added at the end. If there are more words, children’s shoes that have already been bought can be read directly, and no additional money will be charged.In addition, today is temporarily busy, and may be updated later.