Dark Soul Moon

"Now is the era when the Zeus gods ruled Greece, not the age of fire or the age of the deep sea you mentioned. I have never heard of the sun gods you mentioned, nor the country of Lothric, let alone the so-called early It’s on fire.” Medusa raised her head and looked at the person in front of her with her beautiful magic eyes.

The armor on the enemy who called himself Ashes seemed to be distorted by the flames, and the weapon in his hand was a red sword with a spiral blade.

In the previous battle, the spiral sword in the opponent's hand made her suffer a lot.Can extend a dangerous flaming blade, and the wide attack range makes it almost impossible for her to get close.The opponent's combat skills are also extremely superb, each move is simple but deadly.

During the battle, she was unfortunately hit by the opponent's flaming blade, and then slashed violently with the blade, and the final explosion caused her to be seriously injured.

The flame on the sword was not an ordinary flame, but a kind of flame that she couldn't understand.That kind of flame gave her a feeling that was more profound and unknown than Zeus' lightning, as if it was... the flame of creation.

Then the other party showed a dark spell full of malice and ominousness in front of her. Medusa's intuition told her that that kind of deep dark spell, which seemed to come from the deepest part of the heart, could kill her sisters.The essence of that kind of dark magic is enough to kill gods.

Then Medusa lowered her head and quietly waited for her fate. "I've said everything I know, so you can deal with me as you please."

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Chapter 3 Medusa's Oath

After Ashes finished listening to Medusa's words, he lowered his head and pondered.

"I've never heard of the first fire, and I don't know the age of fire. So, is this the age when the embers of the fire are rekindled? Or, is it the dark age exclusive to human beings?" He was puzzled.

Since Ashes couldn't get any more information, Ashes ignored Medusa and observed his own state.

In his soul space, the embers of fire from the heroes have disappeared.In addition, the glorious dragon body stone that hosts the power of the immortal ancient dragon has also disappeared.

However, his dark ring still exists, and the curse of immortality still has not left him.I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the flames burning on the edge of the Dark Ring seemed to be more vigorous than in the past in Lothric.

"What era is it now? The embers of fire have disappeared, but the curse of immortality still exists. What is my mission of waking up?" Ashes pondered silently.

In his field of vision, the small words still exist—knowing the mission of this awakening.

This is something that suddenly appeared in the endless samsara, along with the blood bar, item description and other things. He didn't understand why this line of small characters appeared, but thanks to this, he was able to find it in the endless samsara. The eyes that belonged to the fire-proof girl at first ended the endless cycle of fire transmission.

Ashes looked at the line of small characters for a long time, but the small characters remained unchanged, and he remained silent.

Medusa stood there blankly looking at the ashes in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.

Her dagger is still stuck in the opponent's head, and the blade of the dagger has sunk into the opponent's strange-shaped helmet.

But the enemy named Ashes can still move normally, judging by its movements, it is not affected by the fatal injuries on ordinary people.

"What do you want to do with me?" she asked.

Ashes was attracted by Medusa's words, he finally remembered this new era prisoner of war, "You..." He looked Medusa up and down.

Medusa was a little chilled by him, and the other party looked at her not with a lustful look, but with a more terrifying look—just like a woodcutter looks at firewood.

Ashes shook his head. The enemies in front of him were not qualified to be firewood. If they were thrown into the primary fire, they would last for a few more days before being burned to ashes.

"You go." He waved his hand, losing interest in Medusa.

"..." Medusa couldn't believe what the other party had done to her, "Is what you said true?" She couldn't help asking.

Ashes looked at her through the fire helmet, "You are not qualified to be firewood, and your soul is worthless to me."

"..." Although her life was spared, Medusa somehow felt very angry because Ashes seemed to belittle her.

If it wasn't for the inexplicable ineffectiveness of her magic eyes on Ashes, and in pure melee combat, Ashes' combat skills were too powerful to directly suppress her, she wouldn't have ended up as a prisoner.

"You wait! I swear, I will definitely come back to avenge my shame!" Medusa gritted her teeth and stood up, her scarred body staggeringly stood up, "When the time comes, I will definitely kill you..." She Looking at Ashes, he gritted his teeth and said.

Even if she dies in battle, it doesn't matter. Although she can't let go of her sisters, at least she was defeated by a powerful enemy in battle, and she is convinced.But the guy in front of him, after defeating her, let her go lightly, like letting go of an inconspicuous ant.

Medusa used to be the Earth Mother of Greece. Although she and her sisters were forced to live on the invisible island because of the persecution of the Olympus gods, the arrogance of being the Earth Mother in the past still remained in her heart.

Ashes had already sat down cross-legged at this moment, he inserted the spiral sword into the ground, and with the help of the remaining flame in the spiral sword, lit a campfire.

The correct ritual is actually to kill Medusa, and then use Medusa's body as fuel to light a campfire, which can greatly save consumption.

But Ashes has been consumed indifferently, the unknown new era, awakening again but not knowing the mission, all this makes Ashes feel confused.

Facing Medusa who would not flee even if she died in battle, Ashes still respected a warrior, so she was willing to let Medusa die.He could see that Medusa had the obsession to fight for it, so she was not afraid even in the face of death.

For this kind of warrior who fights with obsession, Ashes is not hesitant to pay his respects. After all, it reminds him of the undead people he met in the past. They all have their own mission and obsession, and fight for it At the end.

Ashes glanced at Medusa, and he said, "Whatever you want, but your fighting skills are still too immature, let alone facing me, even if you face the Silver Knight, you may not be able to defeat him. If you want to If you want to avenge me, then go and hone yourself."

"You!" Medusa's beautiful eyes widened, and her plump breasts heaved up and down, which was gasped by ashes.Although he didn't know what the so-called Silver Knight was like, he could still hear the faint contempt for her in Ashes' words.

With a calm and rational personality, she was angry because of Hui Hui's contempt, but she had just been let go by the other party, and Medusa couldn't do such a sneak attack.

"You wait for me!" Medusa turned decisively and walked to the depths of the island, for fear that she would be angered by Ashes again later.

Ashes withdrew his gaze from Medusa, and he sat quietly in front of the campfire.

After a while, he took out a wooden barrel cup, which was the fine wine given to him by the Catalina knight he met in Losric in the past. Even the undead can let him taste the delicious wine.

Thinking of the knight's mission and final fate, Ashes felt more and more that it was the right choice for him to choose to extinguish the initial fire.The sad and decaying age of fire is no longer qualified to continue. The ashes I met one after another either committed suicide or disappeared after choosing to complete their mission, or...

Ember stared blankly at the fine wine in the wooden barrel glass, the clear liquid reflected the shape of his helmet, in his ears, he seemed to be able to recall the words of the last abyss watcher——

"If you're a dragon, that's fine..."

"It's good enough for the escaped guy to have this kind of death..."

Then he took off his fire helmet, and without caring about the dagger stuck in the helmet, he drank the fine wine in the barrel cup.