After the spirit sub-transfer goes wrong

"The blood of the dark soul, the blood of the dark soul..."

Isis chanted this term over and over again and walked out of the oil painting named "Iredel". The God of Dark Moon stood weakly with an expression more decadent than ever before, facing a tall piece of land with incomparable concentration. The obelisk, the blue magic power entwined on the tin staff as if alive, branded strange characters on the surface of the stone tablet.

No need to go closer to see, the keen eyesight of the undead will catch every stroke on the stone tablet.

Isis quietly walked to Gwyndolin's side, watching his bony and thin butterfly bones move among the layers of exquisite and old robes.The Dark Moon God obviously noticed the changes behind him, but he didn't look back, but focused more on the obelisk.

The deep and pure dark moon magic power flows on the stone tablet like water waves.

"Is this the history book you planned to make before? Why don't you use sheepskin or other monster skins?"

"Even the dragon skin peeled off from the eternal ancient dragon cannot achieve immortality in the dark." Gwendolin replied weakly but firmly, "In the gray mist and chaos, only trees and rocks will last forever."

"Humans are a species that is good at forgetting, and gods are also afraid of forgetting. I want to record all this. I hope that at some point in the future, human beings will be able to get rid of the buried mud and dust from this stone tablet, and we Looking from afar."

"Then, you will probably write the ending soon. What are you going to do after the world painters redraw Aredel? Do you also move to Aredel with them?"

There was a relieved smile on Gwendolin's pale face.

"No, let them all go, but I won't. As those organizations clamoring to restore the human era said, the gods who deceived humans should have been submerged in the torrent of history. Maybe, when the flames ignite in the future At that time, you will see my soul next to that small cluster of fire."

Isis stared closely at Gwyndolin for a while, as if she wanted to engrave this pale and thin god who kept the world running for thousands of years with extraordinary tenacity in her mind, then turned and left.

"I will, Gwyndolin. Besides, if I want to find the blood of the dark soul, where should I go?"

"The blood of the dark soul..."

Gwyndolin's hand engraving history paused for a moment, and then said in an incomprehensibly complex tone:

"It's at the bottom of the world - Ring City."

……

Fire sacrificial field.

The undead people from Lothric, Farland Forest, and undead settlements gathered together in twos and threes, paying attention to her with complicated eyes, and then reached out to hold the spiral sword in the bonfire, and disappeared into a hazy yellow foggy.

"Are they all gone?"

"Those who are willing to go to Eredel have already gone to Anor Londe, but there are still a few people who insist on staying where they are. My lord, do you need me to go to Losric to persuade the princes?"

The fire-proof girl replied calmly, and placed an unusually huge head in her arms on the vacant throne in the sacrificial field.The faintly dark red throne, like the throne shaped by countless solidified magma, is etched with the name of the Giant King—Youmu of the City of Sin.

"No need, instead of living on mediocrity, maintaining the glory of the royal family and embracing death may be the end of their own choice."

The fire-proof girl took off her blindfolded hat, her eyes were filled with sadness and relief.

"I understand, Lord Xin, if you really decide to end the flame and fall in love with the world of fire, please call me. As a fire prevention girl, it is my bounden duty to guard the flame until the last moment. I represent all the kings in the world." , and the people who are bound by the spread of fire thank you. My lord, I hope you can find a haven of rest."

So Isis knelt down on one knee towards the spiral sword in the fireflies, stretched out her hand to the king of firewood and firewood on the throne, and read a long and eloquent announcement like a song.

The candles were extinguished in pieces, and the dwarf king sitting on the throne collapsed silently into a piece of coke, and the pack of wolves who worshiped the walkers in the abyss returned to the grave, leaving only a large pile of iconic triangular iron hats, clusters of bits and pieces The scattered fire balls flew up and scattered sparks fell into Isis's palm.

"Great salary kings, the fire has gradually extinguished at this moment, but the king's shadow is nowhere to be seen."

A hoarse and steady voice echoed in the dark sacrificial field. It seemed that in an instant, the sky began to darken, the earth gradually died, and time began to flow inadvertently.

There was a small sound of footsteps that sounded unusually heavy, and a ragged man with only a broken wooden shield and a stick in his hand appeared in the flame sacrificial field where the ceremony was about to be held.

It was the ashes of being supposed to wake up on time, but the salary king had finished everything ahead of time.

"I was only halfway there when it suddenly became dark outside."

The nameless Ashes yelled softly, and then the voice became smaller and smaller under the stern gaze of the fire prevention woman.The fire-fighting woman made a "hush" gesture, and gently pushed the ashes out of the flame sacrificial field.

"Master Ashes, you came too late. Lady Isis has completed all the missions. Now, please go back to the cemetery and continue to sleep peacefully."

……

"Everyone, hand over your fire to the inheritors."

Time flows, and the situation changes.

Galahad stood blankly on the ground of the flame sacrificial field, looking around in a daze.

The flame sacrificial field was pitch-black, there was neither a fire-proof woman nor a blacksmith, and the salaried kings on the throne had already been reduced to ashes.

Different from the dim night in Great Britain where the stars and the moon still exist, the suffocating thick darkness occupies all the field of vision, except for the communicator, which is also lit with light blue electronic fluorescence, and you can hardly see your fingers.

A large amount of ash had accumulated on the ground, and the white powder was thick and soft, and as light as a goose feather, flying everywhere with a light kick.The inexplicable darkness and coldness gripped Galahad, and the outside magical environment became colder and heavier, viciously destroying the connection between the spirit body and the physical body.

The purple-haired knight shook his head, trying to refresh himself, and then he heard a reminder from Chaldea.

"Galahad, let's go back, your data has fluctuated abnormally, which may affect the accuracy of the spirit particle transfer."

The magic ceremony held just now seemed to have greatly interfered with Chaldea’s connection to this side. The communicator made a lot of electronic noise as it did at the beginning. The figure on the screen only lasted for a few seconds, as if wiped by something. Turn it off completely.

"I'm fine..." Galahad sucked in a soft breath and curled up into a ball, "Senior has decided to terminate the first fire, I want to try again to see if I can bring senior back."

"Arrrrrrrrrr—"

The painful and weak voice was extremely loud in the desolate sacrificial field, Galahad turned his head subconsciously, and bit his lip unbearably.

The delicate face is no longer there, and lava-like lines stretch across the supposedly soft muscles and bones, cutting the body apart like a series of knives.As if a small sun was placed inside, Isis's whole body was burning blazingly.

Tongues of fire gushed out from the cracked flesh and joints, violently and silently licking the withered body, like a human-shaped torch.The former master of Chaldea became taller and taller, and the flames gushing upwards melted and forged the iron helmet on his head, making it look more like a twisted and melted flame crown.

That is probably the crown of the salary kings who use their bodies as firewood to bear the weight of the world, right?

……

Isis came to her senses very quickly, the embers of fire left by the four salary kings did not make her lie on the ground like a powerless weakling.

"Senior, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm just not used to their strength." Isis didn't rely on the other party's help, but stood up by herself leaning on the red-hot spiral sword, "It's you, I thought you were gone, why? Want to follow again? The place I’m going to next is not a good place.”

"I can do it, senior!"

Isis looked suspiciously at Galahad, who was several heads shorter than her, and with the help of the twilight of the flames on her body, it was easy to see Galahad's pale, slightly blue face.

In terms of another world, Galahad, the knight of the round table, is covered with "debuffs" all over his body, and his health bar keeps shortening. When the blood bar reaches zero, Galahad will "pop" It exploded into fireworks at once, and then returned to the resurrection point "The Seat of Heroes".

The "death" of this world has begun to directly or indirectly affect Galahad, a future traveler. If he wants to get rid of the interference of the environment, the fastest way is to send him back to the original world.

But obviously the other party was unwilling to go back, and muttered:

"If the Holy Grail is there, it may help to resist the negative illusion."

"Holy Grail?"

"Well, it's a legend circulating in our world, and it's something I've seen with my own eyes. It's a cup that is said to have been used by the gods and filled with the blood of the gods. From the cup, inexhaustible water can flow out. The delicious food, the water can cure diseases, rejuvenate and obtain eternal life. The "Holy Grail" in the modern sense is the aggregate of massive magic power. Those who get the Holy Grail can contact the origin of the world, or realize any wish .”

"It's a pity. If you had said earlier, I would have wholesaled a bunch of them for you. The most worthless of Yanol Londri's dishes are these tableware."

As Isis walked up the half-buried exit, she patted Galahad on the head easily, the world changed color, and the terrifying scene of the destruction of all countries jumped into the knight's eyes unexpectedly.

"As for the origin of the world, maybe you will see it soon."

The king of salary held the corner of his dry mouth stiffly, and stroked the knight's fluffy hair with nostalgia.

"Only there is the right place for you to leave."

……

After seeing the small fireball that was about to go out, Galahad lowered his head almost immediately, so as not to be shot in the face by the too complicated information.

The instinct as a servant desperately reminded Galahad not to touch the flame, so as to avoid the recurrence of the human tragedy of "touching the Holy Grail, and then being led away by the messenger of the Lord" in his lifetime, but only in such a place , to feel warmth, light, and traces of life.

"This is the end, knight, don't pester me anymore, go home quickly."

Isis knelt down, the flame on her body dimmed, and the lingering flame seemed to have gained new life, struggling tenaciously.Then King Xin extracted a small wisp from the brightened flame, and gently held it in his palm.

"The world is about to die, and your journey home is not destined to be smooth."

Bright and powerful flames swirled and coiled in the dry wood-like palm, and finally solidified into fiery white rings.

"Here is a set of rings for you. They should be able to resist the passage of time and space. They can be used together or separately. You can decide for yourself whether to give them away or keep them for yourself. Finally, I wish you a smooth return to the world under the sun." world."

Isis stretched out her hand, and ten iron-gray plain metal rings clanged into the knight's hand.

The author has something to say:

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I didn't expect it, I'm going to make a big deal!

PS：爱西丝和加拉哈德身高差问题。爱西丝身高=薪王化身，学弟身高=灰烬身高，1个薪王化身≈2～3个灰烬，所以1个爱西丝（薪王版）≈2～3个学弟/罗曼

感谢在2019-12-0123：54：29～2019-12-0221：31：32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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: planted 5 bottles of cactus in spring; 1 bottle of Lilith;

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