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Under the power of the gods, they will all be wiped out and become a part of Lord Eldridge.

"Quick, open the coffin quickly, let's go to see Saint Eldridge."

Before coming to the coffin, these fat or thin bishops were naturally unable to push the heavy coffin boards. Louis ordered the grave guards to come forward and prepare to open the coffin, but suddenly an accident occurred.

Boom!

A pure gold arrow flew from afar, fell from the clouds, penetrated the dome of the church, and hit the middle of the church.

"Ahem! What is this?"

Climbing up from the rubble, with the faint light covering his body, Louis now brushed off the dust on the bishop's uniform, then picked up the red cloth on the ground, and wiped away a dead fat bishop squeezed by falling bricks. After pressing, the red-yellow thick juice that flows out.

ba da~

Something seemed to have landed on the roof of the church, and in the shock, debris fell again, hitting his hairless head.

tick~

Blood left along his forehead, he raised his head and looked at the hole above.

His eyes met the flying dragon that had poked its head into the church, with flames in its mouth, and its slightly playful dragon pupils.

Why does Lothric still have real flying dragons?

The corner of Louis's mouth twitched uncontrollably, wanting to cry, but his dry skin finally began to loosen, and he stepped down.

He couldn't hold back.

Fireproof girl laughed.

"Good job."

The windows of the church in the distance could not withstand the high temperature and burst open, spraying dragon flames continuously. She praised Richard.

"Let's go."

Stretching out her hand, touching the soft cloth, she tugged at the corner of Ashes' clothes, and the fireproof girl turned and left.

"Don't watch?"

Ashes followed Fireproof.

"The end is set."

There is no surprise, the bishops of Youshen live up to expectations, they are indeed very good, very rubbish, no wonder the church knights and maggots come here as if they come to their own home.

It's no wonder that Osloes was so reassured when the Youshen Church was built.

"You are solely responsible for the aftermath."

The spiral sword thrust into the ground and ignited a raging fire, eager to wash away the sins of this place, the fireproof woman threw a holy seal to Richard.

"Not one left?"

Richard inspected the battlefield and saw that the residential areas where the servants often entered were empty, so he asked for instructions.

The fire prevention girl pondered slightly, recalling what she had seen along the way, and nodded earnestly.

"Not a single one from the secluded church."

Chapter 69 Yo, isn't this Patch? (4k)

puff~

After struggling to kill a living corpse, seeing the mass of tumors on his body start to chrysalis, Patch ran around in the dry well, rolling and crawling.

He tripped over a dry vine and kept moving backwards to avoid it. Seeing that the bugs were about to turn him into a new host, Patch finally hurriedly found a flame pot from his pocket and threw it into the twisted mess. on the maggots.

"Huh~huh~ I said you bastard, are you knights in Catalina so helpless?"

After taking a few breaths, the man with the shiny bald head propped his arms on the ground, turned sideways, and asked Jack Baldo, who was wearing a round armor and was still leisurely cooking elemental soup.

With a friendly smile on his rather simple face, he looked at the Catalina knight with flickering eyes.

"Hmm~"

Aware of the resentful gaze, Jack Baldo ignored it. As far as what he had done before, this person was indeed as bad as the fire prevention woman said. He gave the other party a chance, but this person did not catch it.

The golden soup gradually took shape along with the obscure incantations.

Occasionally, living corpses driven by some force fell down, and some approached Patch, and were defeated by this mysterious man in various ways.

Some approached Jack Baldo, and were easily crushed into gravel powder by the burst of force.

"I said, man, I was wrong just now. You see, it's not a solution for us to stay here all the time. Why don't we cooperate with each other."

There was no more movement above, and with a chance to breathe, Patch held up the armpits of a fallen corpse, racked his brains to talk, and tried to restore the relationship he had broken with his own hands.

"You help me cushion it, use your miracle to push me up, and I will climb up and pull you up."

slap~

Dragging these mutilated living corpses to the bottom corner of the well, panting against the wall, Patch still couldn't bear the torture at the bottom of the well after all, he couldn't stand being trapped in a small dry well when he should be free.

He adjusted the long rope on the ground, which he had torn down with Jack Baldo.

Knowing that he was stupid, Jack Baldo simply ignored him, treated him like air, and didn't care about his discussions, as if leaving here was not very important to him.

"Mmmmm~"

It is natural that Jack Baldo undertakes an unknown mission. This mission is related to his friendship and his belief. He does not want to complete this mission, but he has to do it.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of time, even the fire-proof woman who guards the sacrificial ground has persuaded him not to be impatient, he can think quietly, struggle in his mind, and wait for the moment when he makes a choice.

"Dude, do you have any bone fragments to return? Give me one if you have."

The Onion Knight put down his helmet. He seemed to think that Patch was an eyesore. He turned his body and toasted the wall. He drank it and hiccupped.

Boom!

The ground shook, dust shook off, and gravel hit Patch's shiny bald head.

"Why is there such a commotion outside?"

Patch bald, and his ears were pressed against the wall of the well, capturing the movement of the outside world.

There was the sound of armor rubbing against each other.

Patch instinctively thought of Lothric.

Howling!

The roar of the dragon made him tremble with fright.

"Hey~"

Patch really wanted to run away now, he sighed, the two fell into the current situation, he could only blame himself, he could only blame him for not thinking carefully enough.

Overestimated himself, underestimated the Catalina Cavaliers.

"Anyone is fine, come and save me, or bring some living corpses over."

Patch wished that those living corpses would fall in more now, so that he could pile up their bodies and get out of this damn place.

As for why the two strangers are trapped here.

Here's the thing.

"Hum~"

Patch, who was walking on the street, was humming a light song. He had just escaped from the hunted species of the villagers of the undead settlement not long ago, and now he was on his way to the Punishment Forest.

At first, he made a plan with a thief he knew, and planned to steal some treasures while the high wall of Lothric was full of wandering spirits.

It's a pity that the development of things is beyond their expectations.

The soldiers on the high wall did not lose their minds. When they entered from outside the city wall, the soldiers were keenly aware of the two foreign invaders, and quickly surrounded them.

"Bring it to you."

Patch snatched the returned bone piece that the thief took out, activated it under his puzzled eyes, and waved his hand at him.

"I'll come back and save you."

Leaving a word of comfort for him, leaving the thief in place, Patch was teleported to the undead settlement.

It seemed that God couldn't bear to see him betraying his peers without hesitation, and the residents of the undead settlement attacked him like crazy when they saw him.

Helpless, he could only escape from the undead settlement first, and came all the way to the Punishment Forest, his hiding place.

As for the matter of rescuing the thief, since the way back has been blocked by unfriendly undead settlements, then I won't go, I just recuperate in the cave and sort out the harvest.

Who he is, he's Free Patch, Indomitable Patch.

Anyway, that Glaret was going to die when he went back. It would be better to be caught and stay in prison honestly. Those troops who don’t know why they have IQ should also remember the law of Lothric, so what if they were caught just for stealing.

Just a few days in jail.

Is it more important to have him free?

Really, he won't die. Speaking of the appearance of the immortal settlement, throwing him on the high wall by himself can still save him. If he really dies, it's a big deal to collect his body.

It's just a passer-by who can talk to him, and he's not a thief or something. Patch thinks it's good if he is willing to collect his body.

Throwing the returned bone fragments that had lost their effectiveness to the ground, Patch, who had rested in his hiding place for several months, left the cave and walked forward.

He couldn't go back to the undead settlement, and naturally he couldn't go back to the high wall. It would be safer to leave the thief there. Next, he planned to go to the Church of the Deep. It is said that there is a way to freely enter and exit Iluziel.

Under the apocalypse, the once powerful country was vulnerable, and even the ruthless man who almost executed all the famous people in the old era to complete the fire spread did not allow this world to last for long.

Although he doesn't understand why he can live forever, Patch only hopes that he can be good enough and comfortable enough, even if all this is based on the misfortune of others.

Humming a song, he crossed the hills, and in order to avoid the living corpses, he came to the small cleansing church, leaving behind the trivial incident that happened not long ago in his long life.

"Hey, hello."

The simple and honest voice stopped him, and Patch turned his head. He was quite familiar with the costume of the man. He was a knight from Catalina wearing an onion-shaped helmet.

They have a well-known characteristic.

Very easy to cheat.

"Hello~ May I ask what difficulties you encountered?"

With a professional smile on his face, Patch said hello, his eyes rolled and twinkled, and no one knew what bad idea he might have.

"Ah, I did run into a little difficulty."

Stretching out his hand and scratching his onion helmet, Jack Baldo asked, "Do you know where there is a water source that can be used?"

It has been a few months since I bid farewell to the Fireproof Girl and her party and left the undead settlement. Jack Baldo was looking for a new path after Iluziel was blocked by an enchantment, but he got lost in the lush forest.

Everything around is very strange. Although some traces of the past can be vaguely found, many areas have changed greatly compared to the past, and even the terrain has undergone great changes, which makes the routes in my memory no longer available. use.

And most of the people I met along the way were not very friendly. The lumberjacks I met in the forest lost their minds. Moss and sticks grew on their skin, linking the rotten stick with the emaciated body. Together.

Fortunately, my armor defense is good, and I can easily resist these attacks, so I left without any danger.

After that, he met a kind and beautiful girl in the Punishment Forest to show him the way. After amicable negotiations with the old man Crystal who blocked the way, he came to the outskirts of the Youshen Church and got lost like this for several months.

"My armor was stained with a lot of blood, and it was soaked into the inner lining. Unfortunately, the water source here seems to be polluted, and it is full of flesh-eating maggots, which makes me very distressed."

Jack Baldo buttoned his plastron, and a large number of coagulated blood scabs were peeled off, revealing the eggshell-like white under it, and said, "It would be great if there is a clean water source for me to take a rest."

"Do you know where there is a safe source of water?"

"—when, of course."

His eyes began to roll around. Catalina's knight armor was expensive. Back then, he planned to collect a pair. Unfortunately, the undead man gave it back to the daughter of the dead onion knight. It broke before it even started.

"Let me see, I remember a place like that."

Looking around, Paqi tried his best to pretend to know the place well, and finally stopped on a dry well in front of the closed gate of the small cleansing church, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Look, there is If there is a well, there must be clean water in it."

"Oh, thank you so much."

Jack Baldo came to the well and took off the armor piece by piece.

"What's your name, dude?"

Stretching out his hand to stroke Jack Baldo's armor, as if it was already his property, Patch asked with a smile.

"Jack Baldo, what about you?"