Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 190 The Oath of Gold and Stone
The expected wild grass hillside and the fire-spreading sacrificial site on the hillside did not appear.

Although it is also a ruined wall, the dilapidated city wall in front of it that has gone through wind and frost and still maintains its original appearance can still bring people a kind of silent amazement.

Like the ancient Great Wall scattered in the uninhabited wilderness, the castles and city walls built up bit by bit with neat rectangular stones give people a silent shock.

The broken flag of King Lothric fluttered on the tall castle tower, and the broken flag could not fully stretch its body, but just like this dilapidated but standing city wall, it persisted in its withered splendor, telling With a long history.

The fragmented land was forcibly pieced together, and as far as the eye could see, a mottled but still magnificent palace stood at the top of the long staircase standing at the highest point, and the knights who had died and turned into living corpses were still patrolling the staircase. Their armor reflected a pale luminescence in the dim daylight.

Lothric knights who followed Prince Lorian to fight against demons!Still never forget the mission of the past.

There are no fools who are still praying to the inexplicable existence for salvation like mummies. Walking on the royal city scattered with dragon corpses, Ron pushed open the rusted iron doors and walked through dilapidated houses. Before he came to an auditorium, the Lothric knights in scarlet cloaks were patrolling here day after day under the leadership of the blue robed knights.

Either holding long swords and knight shields, or holding long spears and heavy tower shields, or carrying knight crossbows with lightning on their backs, they are neat and orderly, taking uniform steps, never slack .

The hall behind them is the only way to the place where the prince is. Unlike the living corpses transformed by those soldiers, they lack the looseness of fighting alone, and perhaps their individual force is not as good as those who have been strengthened. Brother Axe, the former sword master, but the row of Lothric knights has a silent solemn majesty.

Just after Ron stepped into the front hall of the palace where they were, the captain flicked his blade, and the knight sword strengthened by magic shone with light, and then the blade was raised high, and he turned into the front of the battle. He led the red-robed knight beside him to charge forward.

Although it was only a seven-member patrol team, they stepped out with a killing spirit like a thousand troops and horses. The blades of the blades that were still shining with cold light refracted the faint sunlight into a cold light, just like following the prince Just like in the crusade against demons, the shield bearing the Lothric king's flag was raised high, and the lance was laid flat. They defended the front, and the indomitable silence came.

The ugly black rock giant sword shook away the enchanted sword, and the heavy blunt blow caused the blade to rise high. When the shield was bombarded by this huge force, it flew out of his hand, and the heavily injured blue robe The knight uttered an incomprehensible hoarse syllable. Without the slightest hesitation, the red-robed knight swung his sword and stabbed the spear, as if he had practiced thousands of times. There was no jerky in the uniform movements. They were as indifferent as machines, and their hearts were as hard as stone.

A slightly embarrassed figure rolled out of the gap after the blue-robed knight was knocked away. The cumbersome giant sword had long since disappeared. A pitch-black alchemy fire ignited, and the arm shield blocked the lightning-like turning back of the red-robed knight holding the long sword. In the sound of gold and iron, the sweeping giant sword ignited their red cloak with blazing heat. , melting the old solid armor.

The knights who lost their three companions in an instant did not hesitate at all. Even the blue-robed knight who was knocked into the air struggled to get up from the ground. He held the enchanted sword with both hands, abandoned all defenses and jumped up instantly. .

If it was placed a few months ago, facing such a scene, Ron would have been instantly killed almost without the slightest resistance, and it was even difficult to avoid the first wave of charge and kill.

Originally possessed of one-handed weapon proficiency, which endowed him with unparalleled control over weapons that can be used with one hand. After Gun Rolling's systematic and rigorous training, he gradually turned this instinctive, usable but incapable of fine-grained ability into a part of itself.

The weapon in his hand was switched to the chainsaw sword in an instant, but the chainsaw sword without the harsh friction sound was rapidly compressing the magic power.

The explosion of the alchemy explosive made a deafening noise, and the three knights hit by the alchemy warhead instantly turned into a handful of blood mist. When Ron was knocked backward by the powerful recoil, the chainsaw sword The ear-piercing hum sounded again.

He passed by the blue-robed knight, and the sharp sawtooth tore through the not-so-thick knight armor, splitting him in two instantly.

The crumbs of dust and stone powder fell, and the roaring sound echoed in the empty Losric Royal City, awakening those ancient souls who had fallen asleep without knowing the geometry.

After brushing off the ashes on his body, Ron walked into the auditorium and stared at the front. At the end of the auditorium, an empty chair was set up. The old priest who was supposed to be here did not sit here, only a dilapidated chair The tattered little ring flag was thrown aside, covered with dust.

Ron looked back, and he looked at the end of the stairs directly opposite the auditorium. There was originally a room where a war knight who had been reduced to a beast was imprisoned, but unfortunately there was only a ruin left there, and there seemed to be an invisible big hand He wiped him away casually, and silently spit out, cursing: A rookie dog is not worthy of being kept for practice.

And when Ron walked to the end of the auditorium, and even blew off the dust on the small ring flag to pick it up, the dancer from Lengliegu who also resided here as a beast never showed up. Like the huge ice dogs, they were all guards to prevent Ashes from entering the place where Prince Lothric stayed, but they all disappeared quietly.

Climb up the stairs and come to the passage behind the auditorium. After passing through three small halls, the real landscape of Losric King City appeared in front of you.

Both sides of the broken road were filled with corpses. The bones of countless Lothric knights were randomly piled up on the side of the road. The hollow armor that had been turned into an empty shell still retained the actions of the knights before they died in battle.

The exhausted knights wanted to prop up their bodies with their sword blades and climb up from the ground again, but their movements were forever lingering at this moment, and the tenacious weeds growing in the crevices of the rocks covered their bodies, Put a thin coat on these withered souls.

Two dead dragons collapsed on both sides of the main entrance of the fortress. The dragons that originally guarded the main entrance of the entrance had dried up and decayed, and their scales were only as dull as stones.

The city gate locked by the mechanism was at least 30 meters high, and the ancient mechanism could open it, but Ron didn't intend to walk into the room full of dust and decay.

With the cracks and dents on the wind-eroded city wall, Ron blatantly skipped class.

He walked into a small room above the dragon on the left. There was a statue with a destroyed upper body in this room without extra decoration. A beam of warm sunlight came through the open window in the room. .

Even with this faint light, the dilapidated statue seemed to exude a familiar warmth.

"Praise the sun."

Ron raised his hands high, with a nostalgic smile on his face.

He took out a small badge from his chest, the pattern of the sun on it was exactly the same as the imprint under the broken statue.

Wuxin King Ge Wen became the sun god of this world after defeating the ancient dragon, and as the eldest son of the sun who once hunted dragons and war gods, he founded the Sun Cult that bathed in the sun's rays, although he was later expelled by Ge Wen and deprived of the sun god. The god-named, eldest son of the sun who destroyed the statue became an unknown king, but he is the ultimate belief of the sun knight.

Of course, that too was once.

After the dragon-hunting god of war joined the ancient dragon, although the sun still shines brightly, it is no longer the scorching sun it once was.

"Praise the sun."

It seemed that someone was repeating these words softly, but there was no one in the quiet space, only a line of faint golden marks appeared in front of the sun altar, flickering on the edge of the sun.

There seemed to be a faint shadow standing on the golden mark. He was wearing a cylindrical helmet with red feathers, and he was wearing square knight armor. In the center of the square armor, there was a sun-like The sunburst markings are revealed here.

"Brother Suo!"

Unexpectedly, Ron, who had arranged such an easter egg for himself, immediately sat on the ground, and immediately after, another dim golden mark appeared beside the Sun Knight Solar.

A figure wearing round onion-like armor gradually appeared.

"Hehehe~hahahaha!"

The chubby Onion Knight scratched his helmet foolishly, and then let out a hearty laugh. He took out three wine jugs, handed one to Solal who also sat down, and threw one to Ron , The flagon that flew out of the golden light was heavy, and then the onion knight held up the flagon in his hand.

"cheers!"

The thousands of words after meeting the companions were all melted into this refreshing wine with the warmth of the sun.

It's like the warmth bathed in the bright sunshine has dispelled the dead silence and despair brought by this lonely world. Even in such a world, there are still some people walking on it and spreading the warmth of the sun.

Ron raised his head and drank the contents of the pot, wiped the corners of his mouth and watched the faint golden figure gradually disappear with a smile. The last ray of warmth in the world.

Ron got up on the ground, he opened the locked door next to the Sun Altar, stood under the faint sunlight, clenched his fists and raised Ron above his head, several warm golden rays of light overflowed from his palms .

Basking in the sun, the stories that the unknown king, the dragon hunter Wengstein, and the original owner of the dragon armor have made together turned into an indestructible oath like gold and stone.

The power from the sun poured into his whole body, and the blessing from the oath turned into a warm current. Ron pushed through the white fog in front of him and stepped into the battle-scarred bridge battlefield.

"Let me send you to rest in peace."

Looking at the dragon hunting armor manipulated by the Moonlight Butterfly in front of him, Ron held the giant sword and looked at the hideous and empty armor.

(End of this chapter)