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The sound of the elevator running was heard, and there was a secret passage that could pass through the barrier of the dragon hunting armor somewhere in the royal city and reach the door of the big library.

The door was closed tightly, with a lot of dust accumulated on it, and it seemed that it hadn't been opened for a long time.

"Those mage groups support the prince's opinion. Since the prince refused the mission of spreading fire, Lothric has long been classified into two factions..."

Wen Yao and Siji never forgot the information provided by Anma. The group of mages who were loyal to the prince closed the door of the big library, signaling the struggle against the Chuanhuo lineage.

Among them, the reason why the prince was cursed by witchcraft accounted for most of the reasons. The leftists of the Huo Chuan faction obviously pushed this group of mages to the opposite of themselves.

In Amma's view, the fact that Losric was so easily captured by the abyss has something to do with the group of mages in the Great Bookstore. Soul magic and dragon knights are the foundation of the country of Losric. The former specializes in spells and spells, while the latter The latter is responsible for close combat and martial arts, and the two complement each other, which is the reason why Lothric can continue.

Without the intervention of mages who are proficient in soul magic, the knights are quite powerless in solving the infection brought by the abyss.

This is like using physical defense to resist magic damage. No matter how thick the clothes are, they can't resist the invasion of damp and cold air.

The closed door needs a key to open. If there is no sound from the elevator, Wen Yao will probably choose to force the door, but that will easily make those rigid mages have bad thoughts. If you can use a relatively simple method To solve the problem, Wen Yao doesn't have to use force. Those mages are either undead who have lost their sanity or human pus infected by the abyss, or Yan Mo, and they don't have the authority to judge the living at will.

The roar of the elevator stopped, and there was no sound of footsteps. He was dressed differently from ordinary Lothric knights. The silver armor was wrapped in a layer of black leather, and a pair of long swords were pinned to his waist, like ghosts.

Chapter 229 The Black Hand of the King, Gordhilt

The environment is a bit too quiet.

Goldhilt faintly sensed a strange atmosphere.

But what is missing?

The knights commanded by the Black Hand of the King looked around.

The door of the big library is still closed, which also means that his painstaking efforts are not in vain. As long as the key is handed over to Ashes, the success of spreading fire will be one step closer. Unlike those mages who insist that "spreading fire is a lie", Godshilt has never questioned the authenticity of spreading fire. In his opinion, refusing the mission of spreading fire is no different from blasphemy.

This is his belief.

"Thanks to that powerful Catalina knight, otherwise I wouldn't be able to return to Lothric."

Compared with the joy brought by assisting Ashes in defeating the pope of Illuzil, it was more of a fear. The strange pair of swords was filled with the power of elements, which was much stronger than the pair of swords in his hands. .

High in the sky, the confrontation between the will of the abyss and the world continues.

"Sure enough, spreading fire is the only correct choice!"

He firmly believes that this is a sign that the transmission of fire will only appear when it is about to succeed.

As long as he patiently hides in the dark, waits for Ashes to return from Illziel, and helps Ashes defeat the two twin princes, his mission will come to an end.

"I don't know how the officiant of Anma's arrangement is..."

Both belong to the fire-transmitting faction, and helping Ashes achieve the mission of spreading fire is a consensus reached between the two. Goethehilt, who is not yet aware of Losric's change, still takes it for granted that the chairman of the festival will cooperate with his plan, but he doesn't know the truth of all this The changes have nothing to do with him, and the one who disperses the abyss is someone else.

"But what happened?"

The keen knight always finds it weird. Even though the scene in his sight remains the same, he still feels the obvious disobedience.

He turned around and carefully examined his surroundings.

The brick walls are dilapidated, the ground and walls are filled with countless scratches, the remains of armor and weapons are scattered everywhere, and there are also corpses that have not been disposed of yet with bones exposed. There is a strong smell of blood in the air. The flames of war between Ilziel and Lothric have burned to the inner side of the royal city before the abyss broke out.

As if suddenly realizing something, Goldhilt’s pupils constricted, his tense body gradually receded, his black leather boots stepped on the ground, making no sound as when he came here, and his eyes were fixed on the road leading to the dragon training ground. He clearly remembered that there was a powerful element of thunder surging there, and the armor endowed with "life" was an unpleasant barrier for many knights.

Even the patrolling butterflies in the sky disappeared. Goldhilt didn't think that the fall of the pope far away in Illusil would make the dragon-hunting armor of King Lothric disappear. Even as the black hand of the king, he couldn't bring up the courage to get close to the terrifying thunder element.

"It seems that you are also a key person..."

The figures of Wen Yao and Siji suddenly appeared in the shadow behind him.

This is the first Lothric knight that Wen Yao has seen so far in the depths of the royal city that retains his sanity and life.

"You are different from those ordinary Lothric knights. Even your chief priest didn't know about this passage."

Wen Yao silently sighed in his heart about the complexity within the kingdom, even among the Huo Chuanpai, there are secrets that have never been shared.

"who are you?"

Even though Wen Yao mentioned the chairman of the Qingjiao Festival, the knight still never let down his vigilance.

"Who are you and why are you here!"

He snapped and subconsciously stepped back.

The city defense of Lothlik has long been in vain, and the high walls built only to a certain extent separate the possibility of connecting with the outside world. In Goethehilt's impression, the guys who can penetrate this far are very limited, let alone It should be the two uninvited guests in front of him that the Dragon Hunter Armor wiped out.

"Maybe you have to ask your venerable Chancellor, we can be regarded as the reinforcements she invited."

Although coming to this world has nothing to do with the chairman of the festival, but since he has agreed to the promise of assistance, he can be counted as a helper who came here for the time being. More importantly, such an identity can make the knight in front of him relax his vigilance , in order to obtain more information.

"The reinforcements invited by Lord Amma?"

If the two of them hadn't been able to appear here majestically, Goetheshilt would not have believed that the priest could find such a powerful existence from nowhere in this world, even if he was killed.

"However, we are not here for the mission of spreading fire."

The knight's heart became tense again, and only he himself could know the ups and downs.

"The will of the world is fighting back against the erosion of the abyss. The sudden light of the sky is only because your sad king has turned into dust. As for the armor, it has also fallen along with the patrolling butterflies in the sky."

Wen Yao did not intend to hide what had happened.

"I hope you can help enter the great library, and follow the agreement with Priest Amma, I will go deep to find the two surviving princes of Losric."

Chapter 2 Thirty

Knights, priests, sages... are the cornerstones of Lothric's founding.

The Lothric knight who was awarded the ashlar ring is the backbone of the kingdom. Even the current Lothric can leave a relatively safe haven for ordinary mortals in a state shrouded in the abyss. It is the space won by those knights who have mastered miracles and crystallization magic.

Needless to say, the officiant, the bishops of the Youth Church in the past are the chief priests of Losric. They were selected and trained since childhood, and they mastered the most advanced spells in Losric. The war knights [Dancer] and [Bordo] who invaded Lothric were sealed under the city site.However, the usual officiant still needs to be responsible for teaching the next successor of the kingdom, and Amma is the teacher of the two twin princes.

Most of the sages are mages, and they are guided by two crystallized elders. One of the great sages went to the Faran Fortress to assist the abyss watcher in guarding the abyss, and the other stayed in the Lothric library. Compared with the position of the guardian of the priest, the sages are more like [inheritors] or [researchers]. Compared with fighting, the mages in the library are better at researching various spells and alchemy techniques.

However, in addition to these three, there is a team that belongs exclusively to the king, that is, the king's black hand.

"Only the rulers at the top of the kingdom know of our existence. Our mission is to ensure the absolute safety of the king and his heirs."

The black cloak flutters in the wind. They are knights, and even hunters hidden in the darkness.

Goldhilt shrugged helplessly, his erratic eyes flicked around, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"But you have also seen that the so-called Black Hand of the King is meaningless now that Losric has reached this level..."

The old king has been completely reduced to ashes, lost the object of protection, and the black hand of the king has lost the necessity of existence.

Every ruler has only one Black Hand of the King.

"The guardian of the twin princes is Kamui. Although it is not like admitting it, he is indeed stronger than me."

As if locked by the other party, Goethehilt, who was hesitant to escape here, finally gave up this unrealistic idea.

"Of course, you don't have to worry. At least Shenwei doesn't have the ability to scare me. You are the first."

Goldhilt's tone revealed powerlessness.

Many ways to escape flashed through my mind, but no matter it was stealth or mimicry, they couldn't escape the other party's lock. She may not be a match for a short girl.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, and he doesn't want to go to accompany the old king so early.

"The intuition of the black hand of the king has always been very accurate. I will definitely not be your opponent."

The hands that gripped the two knives loosened.

"Besides, I don't have the awareness to fight someone who can solve that armor."

Smiling wryly and describing the reason why he gave up struggling, Goldhilt simply leaned against the wall and carefully looked at Wen Yao and Siji's attire.

"Congratulations, Mr. Knight, at least you made a correct choice at the last moment."

"Honestly speaking, I'm quite surprised that the chief priest actually knows such a powerful character like you..."

As a matter of course, Goldhilt thought that the two should be Anma's old acquaintances. He squinted his eyes, making his expression somewhat unpredictable.

"It seems that I have underestimated that young priest."

During the selection of the chairman of the youth sect, the background investigation was done. Only the children of devout believers have the opportunity to be selected and trained. Among them, they need to be selected again before they can become the chairman of the festival in charge of the youth sect.

Goldhilt only thought that the two were hermits invited by Anma, and they didn't intend to explain it, just regarded it as a beautiful misunderstanding.

"The key to open the big library is here. Those mages who can only play with knowledge have sealed the door of the big library. If you insist on entering, please remember to put a layer of wax on the entrance..."

The knight stopped talking, and the lonely figure walked into the distance. The wind picked up the dust, and the knight's figure disappeared in the dim light.

The key that fit was inserted into the door, and turned clockwise twice. With the crisp sound of "click", the closed door in front of me slowly opened.

A strong breath of magic power rushed towards his face, and Wen Yao could feel the magic power in his body boiling.

"The magic elements here have not been infected by the abyss..."

The door behind was closed tightly again, and the afterimage of the robe floated in the shadows.

"Strangers...why did you come here..."

……

On the towering roof, the knights in the same attire retreated slowly. When Wen Yao and Siji defeated the patrolling butterfly and the dragon hunting armor controlled by it, he had already stayed on the sidelines and watched.

"If you came here to defeat the prince..."

He tightened his right hand nestled on the hilt of the sword, and slowly left the high platform at the top.

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Chapter 231 The Ring of the Old Man

There is a huge dark gray hat on the head, the brim of the hat is often worn out, most of the face is covered by the drooping brim of the hat, leaving only a skinny jaw, and the voice is dry, like an old tape.

Unable to see the other party's expression clearly, the wide robe hangs down to the ground, and the purple magic beads suspended in the palm of the hand reflect the deep magic light, which also makes the surrounding environment more beautiful.

"Are you... the old crystal crystal?"

The mage's body is filled with vast magical power, which is very clear from the perspective of Siji who has mastered the soul spell.

The mages are a group of powerful people, and the movement caused by the door is enough to attract the attention of the mages inside the big library, but the teacher of the group of sages, the crystal old man, personally greeted them, which was somewhat beyond Wen Yao's prediction.

According to the normal process, it is reasonable to send an ordinary mage to guide them. The great sage who manages the big library should have endless affairs.

This is the normal plot of the novel, right?

Walking through the silent bookshelves following the floating figure, and passing the sight of the wax pond emitting a strong smell behind the door, he remembered the motto mentioned by the knight who claimed to be the "King's Black Hand".

I don't know the reason and specific measures of "applying a layer of wax oil" for the time being. I met Master Siji's eyes, but this did not prevent Wen Yao from picking up a part of the overflowing wax oil. Discover the abnormal behavior of the guests behind you.

The environment of the big library is surprisingly quiet, and occasionally you can hear the sound of the wind blowing from nowhere and turning the pages of the book. The magic element is so pure that Wen Yao wonders if he has come to another world.

Wen Yao squeezed Siji's little hand, reminding her to be more vigilant. The big library in front of her has not seen any mages other than the old man of crystallization. There may be even uglier shady hidden under the pure magic power.

Siji nodded slightly, her delicate fingertips lightly touched Wen Yao's palm. As Yan Mo, she also maintained considerable vigilance, just like she once went deep into the chaotic depths of hell. Strange environments often represent more terrifying dangers that are harder to find.

"Don't you have anything to ask, stranger?"

This is the second conversation after the meeting. Behind the words are deep fatigue and sorrow, and the tall body seems to fall at the moment.

As if seeing Wen Yao's doubts, the old crystal crystal asked, and the voice echoed in the vast space, and the big library had a little stranger's breath.

"How did you know the identities of me and Master Siji?"

Wen Yao thought to himself that he hadn't revealed his origins, and the black hand of the king only thought of them as hidden powerhouses, but the crystallized old man in front of him could see through their identities at a glance. This is probably not good news.

"You should have seen my incompetent disciple...Kreen Simd, an outstanding legendary female mage, I usually refer to her as my adopted daughter."

The old mage brushed away the dust that had accumulated on the crystal ball, which reflected the surroundings of the great library.

"The prophecy tells me that the unknown warrior will defeat the brave man who spread the fire in front of the altar...the noble and mysterious girl will bring a turn for the world."

"Originally, I thought that Klein Himud was the most suitable candidate, but my interpretation of the prophecy seemed to be a little wrong..."

The crystal old man shook his head.