because i am stel

"I, Jack Baldo of Catalina, will definitely fulfill the promise. Even if I die, my heir, my corpse, will fulfill the promise on my behalf."

He took the sword and left without looking back.Because if you want to fulfill your promise, then the person who bears the promise cannot be contaminated with the fire of this crime.

On the other side, however, the leader of the nobles shy away from this responsibility and just dropped his sword at the giant's feet.

"You are our king, how can your subjects face the king with swords and swords?" said the nobleman cunningly, only wanting to let the giant fulfill its promise.

Thus, the giant predicted his own end.

It settled in the palace built by the nobles for it. It was more like a cage than a residence, and the exit was so narrow that it was difficult for giants to move around.It puts the Stormbringer on one side of the throne and puts its own shield in the corner.Because it knows that it has no one to protect, and what it needs to do is to fulfill its promise.

Promise, promise is the fire that carries the crime.The cursed fire from the abyss was oppressed by its will, and the curse itself eroded its bones.

It became king, a king who gave not a single decree, nor enjoyed a shred of power.

The flames of the curse flowed through its body, and it quietly waited for its own time to pass on the lonely throne.

One year, two years.

Five years, ten years.

The giant endured pain, and its will, always suppressed fire.

And suddenly one day, the palace welcomed a rare visitor.It was the envoy of Baijiao, and under the leadership of the nobles, he invited Youmu to ascend the throne of salary king.

"If I leave, the flames of sin will erupt and engulf the city." Youmu's words were without reservation.

But the visitor's will is more determined.

"My lord, you have protected this city for so many years. It is time to meet a greater challenge. Because you are a king, you are also a symbol of the existence of the fire of sin. If you ascend the throne of the salary king Afterwards, if the city has not yet faced disaster, then the fire of sin must be forgotten by future generations, and this city will be more prosperous." The leader of the nobles said these words to the giant.

And the envoy of Baijiao also made a promise.

"Giant King, Lothric does not have a suitable salary king in this season of fire transmission. In this era, there is no salary king more suitable than you. Please don't worry about the curse in this city, because the White Church is here when you board After ascending the throne, I will protect this city instead of you. And, rather than guarding a peaceful city, it should be a hero’s job to pass on the flames to the people of the world.”

hero.

Giants never understand what a hero is.

But since everyone expects it to do so, there's no reason for it to stop there.

It arose from its throne—the Fire of Guilt rested and motionless—and so it spoke its final request.

"After I have fulfilled my duties as the Salary King, I will bury my corpse, my coffin, outside this city. One day, I will be awakened. The cursed fire of this city is my unfinished promise."

"As you wish, great king." The nobles and envoys saluted it in unison, and complied with the king's request.

Ah... Salary King.

It is said that the first salary king burned in the original furnace for 300 years.

For 3000 years, the flames are strong, and for 300 years, the flames are weak.

And in that decadent 300 years, I don't know how many great heroes who tried to spread the fire died in the hands of the frantic corpse caused by ablation of the first salary king.

As a result, when the second salary king ascended the throne, the rational second king was unable to distinguish the bones of the great hero, and could only throw countless dry corpses out of the furnace.And after that, there are very few kings in the world who can transmit fire for more than a hundred years.And the scholars also tried their best to create a Throne of Desire that could pass on the flame without entering the initial furnace.

The giant didn't know how long it could burn, but it felt that it probably couldn't last a hundred years.But in any case, it believed that it could be buried outside that capital city.

So with the obsession to fulfill the last promise, it closed its eyes on the throne of King Salary.

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The long-standing memory disappeared, and the lonely Xin Wang sensed the footsteps of the coming person.

It smelled the breath of death, and it sensed that the living corpse maids in the palace were dying one by one.

Ah...someone is coming.The one who ends its promise is coming.

It knows that it is the salary king, and if it is awakened, it must ascend the throne again.But it also knows that it still has an unfinished promise, since it promised the residents of this city to suppress the fire of crime.Then even if you only see broken walls and ruins when you open your eyes, you should fulfill the promises you made in the past.

It picked up the battle knife that it used to use in its lifetime, and sparks ignited on the knife and its body.

It still doesn't know what a hero is, but it knows that it should fulfill every promise it makes.

Looking up, the distorted vision was blurred.

A total of three individuals entered the palace, a cloud of frost, a mass of darkness covered by light, and a blazing, scorching hot, even it could feel the threat of unrestrained molten fire.

Unfortunately, the one who arrived here was not the friend who made the promise.

But even so—

The lonely Salary King picked up the sword of storm control beside the throne, and let the visitor eat the blade into his palm, leaving white smoke and etched scenes in his eyes.

It will host the sword of the storm and throw it in front of the molten fire.

However, the fire went straight over the sword—from the center of the flame, another sharp aura came out.

--good very good.

——The last battle can be defeated by a real warrior.

From the eyes of the Lonely Salary King, a fiery fire ignited.

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Shirtel raised the spiral sword and stared at the Lonely King in front of him.

She couldn't understand what the giant in front of her was thinking.She also didn't think it was necessary to communicate verbally with the warrior in front of her.Because she clearly perceives the loneliness and fighting spirit of the fighters, she knows that the will of the fighters can be expressed only by the collision of weapons.

Come on then-

— Let's fight.

The small Giant King collided with the tall Giant King's sword, and amidst the thunderous explosion, the surging breath caused the entire empty city to violently turmoil.

fighting……

During the battle, a white and holy slender figure stood quietly above the capital of sin.

Watch and look forward to the inevitable result.

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Almost 5k... This chapter can't be disassembled, it can only be counted as two in one

And the setting of the Giant King in the Soul [-] plot is unclear... In short, I set it like this. If there are any omissions, I hope you will forgive me. Let’s treat it as a private setting of the world line offset_(:з」∠)_

Section No.60: Molten flames can knock down big trees

Soldiers do not communicate with each other through words.

The words of warriors are the clash of arms.

Accompanied by the giant's life, the giant chopping knife that portrayed countless heroic legends seemed to collapse.When it fell, it seemed that there was also a mountain falling down with the blade.

However, the history carried on the spiral sword is a hundred times more than that of the chopping knife.

If there is a mountain collapse, then what resides on the spiral sword is restless ground fire.When it moved, a mighty momentum appeared immediately, as if the plates were turbulent, and flames actually gushed out from the ground.

"Protect yourself."—Miss Shirter's voice rang in Frost Star's ear, and the white-haired girl with rabbit ears subconsciously propped up the barrier woven by harsh frost.That is the extreme cold that can freeze the air and turn carbon dioxide into solid ice and snow.All well-known weapons and arrows should not be able to damage it, but it only lasted for only a moment.

The ice shield broke, and the surging ground fire swept towards her face.She subconsciously clenched her lower lip, trying not to show weakness.However, the next moment, the oncoming ground fire stopped suddenly, and along with this slight gap, warm light washed over her whole body.

Form disappears and reappears.

When she reappeared, she was already on the abandoned high tower outside the palace, and was clamped between the ribs by the fire-proof woman unceremoniously-she stood lightly and firmly, and she hadn't had time to thank her in the future.The palace where the few people were originally was suddenly destroyed, and endless flames gushed out crazily from every door, every window, and every gap.The fiery pillar of fire soared into the sky, like a dormant volcano, wantonly venting its anger!

This is--! ?

She heard the clash of weapons, the sharp bite of ancient steel and older iron.The phantom of the giant, which is bigger than King Xin's original body, hissed and roared in the violent volcano, and the huge sword transformed from the flame form joined with the entity of the sword, and cut it down for the second time amidst the roar.

--'clang--! ! ! '

In the abandoned sin capital, the abandoned bells of thousands of people rang in unison.Surrounded by the flames, the gigantic giant not only did not have the upper hand, but was shocked back by the stronger counterattack.And the tide of earth fire that was engulfing the earth at the last moment suddenly stagnated and shrank, leaving behind scorched and broken walls, and gathered all the light and heat in the spiral sword held by the slender hand On the edge!

This is destroyed.

The spiral blade stabs forward.The fiery torrent of flames impacted the unbalanced giant and pushed it far away.Large swaths of solid rock melted into a bright red slurry and splashed in all directions.In the blink of an eye, the lonely giant king was pushed to the edge of the cliff on the edge of the city!

The capital of sinful karma was built underground.

The underground of the crime capital is infinitely deep.

The helical blade that suppressed the flames followed the figure of the sword-bearer, pulling out a bright and gorgeous flame in the dim yellow underground world - the end of the flame was the giant's foothold on the edge of the cliff.And that small cliff immediately exploded, and thousands of tons of stones shot around and fell towards the dark place.

However, this is the wrong choice.

Because a giant will not fall because he loses the ground under his feet.

The huge body didn't fall down with the shattering of the cliff - the mere gravity couldn't restrain this ancient king of giant warriors at all.Even if it can't grow wings to fly, its feet and skills can make it active on the mountain wall as if walking on flat ground!

Instead of falling, it stood firmly on the mountain wall and swung the knife—the extension of the blade shaped by the flames shattered the foothold of the spiral sword.And the giant warrior just stepped on large or small pieces of rocks that were collapsing from the mountain wall to the holder of the spiral sword.The next moment is the next collision of the knife and the sword.

One good and one bad.

One bad and one good.

No distinction is made.

It's a battle of swords.

The place of confrontation deflected thousands of meters in a few seconds, and it was on the high tower outside the ruins of the original palace.The little white rabbit slightly widened its eyes.

"This...is this the Salary King?" Her tone was full of disbelief, even though she had once seen Shirtel's power and even had to deal with serious hands several times.However, when the real battlefield appeared in front of her eyes, she found that she still underestimated this world, and also underestimated her who is so beautiful.

"4000 years ago, this level was barely enough to be a powerful party with a little bit of capability." On the side, the fireproof woman quietly continued her words. "Becoming a salary king will not make you stronger, but will become weaker as the fire continues. If this giant warrior was alive, he might be qualified to wrestle with the gods. But now, its combat power can barely keep up with Go up to today's young lady."

"...Is your world so dangerous?"

"If one day your world is facing catastrophe, if you don't try your best to resist, then all those who love others and those who are loved by others will perish completely..." The Fireproof Girl smiled dignifiedly at her. "... At that time, you will find that the number of powerful people hidden in the world is so huge. And even you yourself can exert unimaginable power in ordinary times of peace."

"You love Miss, don't you?" the Fireproof Girl asked suddenly.

Her words made Frost Star's breathing stagnate, and a blush crept up from her neck to her cheeks.

Then Frost Star turned her head and turned around too, looking at her seriously and seriously.

"Yes, I love Shirtel. No matter where this feeling comes from or what its nature is, but now, I love her."

"Very good." The Fireproof Girl nodded slightly.

"Then, Miss Froststar. If you will..."

The fireproof girl raised her hand, and beside her, a two-handed sword hidden in the light emerged above the world that people could recognize.

It was a simple, old, and lack of maintenance, but a sword-shaped utensil that contained enormous power.And this sword was dropped by the giant king at Shirtel's feet ten seconds ago.

The sword that slew giants—the ruler of the storm—Froststar clearly remembered the damage the sword had done to the solid body when it was in the hands of the giant king.

"You..." The Fireproof Woman's voice was light and flat. "...Have you decided to do something?"

Frost Star stared at her face for several seconds.

Then, the Frost Girl shifted her gaze to the floating sword little by little.

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Swords and knives fought several times.

There was a flash of chill in the far distance, and with this slight scene change, a ray of pried airflow formed a huge tornado under the operation of the spiral sword.

This, too, is a storm, not caused by instruments, but by human power.Several abandoned old buildings were torn apart by the advancing tornado and crumbled into clods of rubble and soil.On the other side of the building is the giant's hand.

giant.

The giant lifted the ground, using the thick earth and stone and the remains of the square as a shield.

The advancing tornado hit the huge earth and rock shield covering an area of ​​more than ten square meters, broke and dispersed.And the spiral sword behind the tornado collided head-on with the beheaded giant's sword.

——Hello, I'm Shirtel, people here call me the first salary king.

——Hello, Stel, I'm Youmu, and I've heard your stories and legends.

The sword and the knife collided, and the ground under the weaker party's feet split open like a spider's web, cracked, cracked, and collapsed.Miss Shirter removed the force of the knife, but her raised hand happened to meet the towering body that was rushing towards her—the absolute difference in size and weight could play a role to a certain extent after all.She felt stagnant in the air, she felt the airflow wrapping herself and flying backwards.Then--

She stepped on the air current and stood firmly in the air.

It is not difficult.

Yum is able to run and even walk on mountain walls.And she, Shirtel, can naturally step on the air to exert strength, and even take off twice.As long as the speed and skills can keep up, no matter whether it is a vertical surface, a liquid surface or a thin air surface, it can be regarded as a horizontal ground rich in friction.And as long as she concentrates her mind a little, the air will be like soft cake or sticky paste to her touch.

She arced out in the air, around the giant's side.However, the giant's knife was not one step behind her, so the blade and blade touched again on the outside of the giant's neck.

——'Boom'