I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

In the Royal City of Lothric, the deepest part of the Great Library.

"Ahem... I just want to spend the rest of my life quietly with my brother... What's wrong with that..."

Prince Lothric lay on the ground, coughing up blood, and uttered these words with hatred as he was dying.

He was cursed since childhood and was weak and sickly, and was thinner and more slender than his brother.

The giant who had been killed next to him was the eldest prince Lorian. In order to share the curse on his younger brother, his lower body was paralyzed and he could only crawl on the ground. He had long since turned into a speechless wandering soul.

Under the siege of Zhang Hong, Igor, Hawkwood, Hillis, Anri and Horace, a total of six people, even the former strongest man in Lothric could only end up in regret.

Zhang Hong looked at the two princes who were so affectionate with each other and said calmly, "You are not wrong. It is this world that is wrong. I have to take your lives just to keep the world going..."

"Hahahaha... Is it justice to deprive a few of their lives in order to ensure the survival of the majority?"

No. Of course not.

But there is no way. Sometimes the continuation of civilization is so humble...

Zhang Hong really wanted to talk to the little prince about the "Extermination Order", but he felt it was meaningless and finally remained silent.

The little prince laughed bitterly and looked at Zhang Hong with resentment, "Poor fire bearer, do you think that passing on fire can free the world from suffering... You are too naive... Go to the secret passage behind the Demon King's Hall... There you will see the truth of the world..."

After saying that, the two princes turned into ashes together, leaving behind a ball of entangled soul fire.

Zhang Hong: “…”

He sighed and said, "Let's go."

He left quietly with everyone.

From Rudolf, Zhang Hong learned about the dark story of the royal family of Lothric, and even the shameful side of the entire Gwyn clan.

In fact, Lothric's royal family is a branch of the Gwyn clan, and can be said to be relatives.

King Othroes married Gwyneverna, the eldest daughter of the sun. They were actually cousins, or even closer than cousins.

As the gods of Gwyn died or disappeared, in order to continue the bloodline of the Sun King, the royal family of Lothric began to intermarry.

Othroes asked the eldest prince Lorien and princess Gwynd to get married in order to continue the royal bloodline. Of course, it was advertised to the outside world that the eldest prince married the princess's maid. As for the princess, she was confined to the palace for life because she committed a serious mistake.

The eldest prince, who was a hero, was naturally unwilling to do so. Moreover, his father was planning to use his beloved younger brother as firewood, so he simply rose up and rebelled against the Mad King.

As the army marshal, the eldest prince already had a very high prestige in the army, so this move naturally received responses from countless soldiers.

Then there was the Lothric Civil War, and the royal city was full of traces of civil strife. The eldest prince, who held great power, successfully rebelled, and the old king was imprisoned in the palace, and soon went mad.

In fact, the old king had himself to blame. He cooperated with Pope Sullivan to carry out the forbidden experiment of turning a human into a dragon, and even used his newborn child Ocelot as a test subject, killing a large number of innocent people, many of whom were even his own people.

Naturally, there was widespread resentment and the people had lost their support, as their rule was easily overthrown by their own children.

The eldest prince, who felt despair about his country and humanity, gave up his mission of passing on the fire. From then on, he hid in the deep palace, living an isolated life with his younger brother, waiting for the end of the world.

This is the whole story of what happened in the Royal City of Lothric.

After learning the truth from Rudolf, Zhang Hong was also very sad.

Whether it is the successive Lords of Fire, the Great Prince, the Demon King Osroais, or the ambitious Salivan, they are all trying to find a way out for this desperate world in a way that they identify with.

Whether it is seeking medical help in desperation or being self-righteous, it is the last madness of this world before its destruction.

Is there really no way to save a world like this except passing on the fire?

With such worries, Zhang Hong led everyone to the place the little prince mentioned, looking for the secret passage he mentioned.

Behind the hall where the demon king was killed, they found a suspicious church in which was enshrined the corpse of a snake man - a creature that was the product of a human turning into a dragon.

In the center of the church is a suspicious wall, in the shape of an arch, but sealed with bricks and stones.

Just as Zhang Hong and the others were looking for the mechanism, a white light suddenly flashed on the wall and sucked Zhang Hong in. The knights were startled and hurried to chase after him, but were turned away. The wall turned back into an impenetrable corpse.

The five sworn knights looked at each other.

"What should we do now?"

"Perhaps this is a test that Master Huijin must face alone. Let us wait here for his return."

"That's all it can do."

Everyone sat quietly in front of the wall and waited.

……

"Is this... the cemetery where the fire was spread?"

Zhang Hong only felt a flash before his eyes, and when he came to his senses, he found himself in a very familiar place. It was dark all around, with only the dim light of torches and candles illuminating the environment. The sky was an eerie and pure black.

——The kind of pure black that is like the vacuum of the universe, with nothing in it.

Zhang Hong looked around and discovered that this place was exactly the same as the cemetery outside the Firelink Shrine when he first woke up in this world.

The place where he is standing at this moment is his "birthplace".

There was a large sarcophagus next to it, with a dried corpse lying inside, like a fire bearer from a parallel world.

A dim soul fire was floating on the corpse. As soon as Zhang Hong approached, the soul fire flew over and transformed into a ring on his finger.

Zhang Hong felt a faint warm power from the ring, like a faint campfire.

Perhaps Rudolph could recognize the origin of this ring.

Zhang Hong walked along the path out of the cemetery. Just like when he first woke up, he felt more and more uneasy as he walked.

He became more and more certain that this cemetery was exactly the same as the one where he woke up, and it was very likely the same one.

Did I travel to a parallel world?

Or have I traveled to another time point?

Why is it so dark here? Has the first fire been extinguished?

Zhang Hong felt uneasy.

After eliminating the zombies and wandering souls that blocked his way, Zhang Hong came to the dilapidated castle outside the cemetery and saw a familiar figure in the small square of the castle, the hero Guda.

However, at this time, Guda did not have the spiral sword stuck in his body, nor was he entangled in the black substance like human pus.

However, he seemed to have turned into an uncommunicative wandering soul. When he saw Zhang Hong, he directly picked up the halberd and attacked him.

Zhang Hong raised his sword and calmly responded to the attack.

He was no longer the same person he was before. In a head-on confrontation, he defeated Guda in just a dozen rounds and killed him again.

The killed Guda left behind a ball of orange-yellow soul fire.

Yellow is the proof of a powerful soul. Ordinary soul fire is pale, while those polluted by the abyss are blue. However, heroes, kings, and gods who are qualified to be the King of Fire have a bright yellow to dazzling gold color.

Zhang Hong recalled that when he killed Guda at the Firelink Shrine before, the other party did not drop any soul.

Is it so that his soul is trapped here?

So this is the past time and space?

With many doubts in mind, Zhang Hong walked forward. An identical fire sacrifice site appeared in front of him, silent and dark.

A few scattered candles illuminated the empty hall.

The campfire went out, and the NPCs disappeared. Only the deserted sacrificial site was left, shrouded in desperate darkness.

This is the world where the fire has gone out...