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Ge Wen's body fell down slowly, turned into flying sparks, and disappeared, leaving only a bright flame.

Those warriors who stepped into the Fire Passing Sacrifice without hesitation, their sacrifices were not in vain.

Saluted to the dissipated king, to the flames transformed by countless heroic souls, the fire prevention girl stepped forward, picked it up, and then pressed it into her chest.

The souls that flow out of each body are gathered in the incarnation, waiting for the arrival of the destined person who can pass the test. This is the last gift left by the brave in the world.

"It's the last moment."

Slowly arriving in front of the bonfire, the fireproof woman knelt down, put her hands into the fire, and held up the flames.

At this moment, the flame like a candle in the wind rose, spreading along the arms, and finally covered the whole body of the fireproof woman.

"The age of fire will never pass away."

Chapter 144 Turn an imperfect story into what you expect

There are always some unforgettable things in a person's life.

Maybe it's the bond between family, maybe it's the fetters between friends, maybe it's a virtual spiritual sustenance?

Miss Fireproof lived a fulfilling life in her previous life, and her work was not tiring. She not only had time to play games every day, but also had time to read comics and novels she was interested in.

So Fireproof Girl liked to watch the plot at the time, and she couldn't play operation games when she was too old, so she put more energy on the plot. Often a good story is more attractive to her than the gameplay.

Sometimes I would be entertained for a long time because of a cheerful plot, and I would feel uncomfortable for a while because of a sad story. At that time, I could say that I was bored, and even wrote novels in my busy schedule.

Reality and fantasy are like two parallel lines. Although they do not intersect each other, except for calling family members every day to report that they are safe, and spending time in novels after work, although they are still a little tired, at least they live a fulfilling life.

Occasionally, I would lie in bed in a daze, studying various plots with the mentality that I might travel to Two-dimensional one day.

Maybe it will be used in time?

Bao Buqi will also be able to obtain the ability of the prophet, right?

But the time travel was really time travel, and the fireproof girl was unlucky, she went downstairs and was taken away by a transforming truck [Rampage] and [Death Hammer], and sent to the world of the black soul.

Absolutely, the prophet of the unknown is the prophet of the unknown, but it seems that there is no use other than this, the world is hopelessly hopeless.

In the face of comedy, we always laugh it off. Only the sad story can be remembered, because it is really impossible to let go, let go, and unwilling.

And the story of the black soul happens to be the one that Fireproof Girl remembers most.

I have accomplished nothing in the past hundred years, and I have not waited for any cheats. My learning ability is not far behind that of my previous life. On the contrary, I have to face the pressure of survival that I never encountered in my previous life. Moreover, the social development is also very backward, and there is no spiritual food to supplement at all.

The result is like duckweed drifting with the tide, unable to do anything but be a witness of tragedy, even being a tragedy himself.

If I had known that time travel would be reprimanded by reality, it would be better not to time travel.

After decades of suffering, the Fireproof Girl has corrected her mentality afterward. Regardless of whether she can save the tragedy, at least she has to take action. Can calmly accept the arrival of the end.

I don’t think about whether these tragedies would not have happened if I had worked harder in the past, because at least I have tried my best to fight against fate.

Life is alive, prosperous like clouds.

There is no need to long for everything, as soon as it comes, it will come, don't worry about everything, just let it pass.

Don't frown when things happen, just laugh when you smile, don't force the ending, just do it.

In this way, even in the end, even if the body is turned into ashes and the soul is turned into Chai Xin, there will be no regrets left.

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patter——

The torrential rain fell, and the raindrops moistened the suffering earth, and there was a painful muffled thunder from the sky. The magnificent bridge was derived from the undead settlement and connected to the upper Lothric.

The rainwater flows down the waterways on both sides of the bridge, and flows into the moat surrounding the undead settlement. The two capitals have merged into one, brand new and old.

In Losric's palace, the Fireproof Girl naturally wouldn't want to stay in this sad place for a long time.

Therefore, under the discussion of the senior leaders of the Sun Cult, this place will be changed into a temple in the future to be admired by future generations, so many of the buildings have been preserved, and there is no end to the reconstruction.

In the meantime, in a broken courtyard, a knight stood quietly.

"How long has it been raining?"

Looking at the sky, there are still thick clouds, making people forget where time has flowed.

It has been a long time since His Majesty left, and since then, the rain has hardly stagnated.

The only thing that can be intuitively felt is that the world is recovering.

The knight stood in front of the white tree and stretched out his palm. Big drops of rain fell on the iron armor, splashing water. The flower bed that had been abandoned for an unknown period of time was now dyed a green color, and the grass leaves were broken. The cracks in the bricks were broken, stubbornly and greedily absorbing the long-lost rainwater.

kara~

As if soaked by the rain for too long, the white tree actually burst open a crack.

Gudong~

The beating sound of the heart sounded, and a blurred golden light actually lit up in the air, and the light wrapped in the rain fell and fell between the white trees.

Gudong~

The beating sound of the heart became clearer, making it clear that this was not an illusion. The branches of the white tree were trembling, as if something unknown was being revived.

Richard frowned, quickly took out the communicator, notified his colleagues, and then watched these white trees that were slowly peeling off their bark vigilantly, not knowing what to do for a while.

kara~

An obvious crack appeared between the white trees, and the debris collapsed. After rolling a few times in the spray, it was dragged into the sewer, and then in the soft golden light, a figure in armor opened up. eyes.

The thunderstorm gradually thinned out, and one after another the white trees crumbled, turning into one after another Lothric knights. Richard looked around. This miraculous scene made one couldn't help but suspect that all of this was caused by his own brain. phantom in.

boom!

There were only a few meters between the knights, and they were close by taking a few steps forward. The blond knight raised his hand and patted Richard on the shoulder.

He didn't wear a helmet, and his beard hadn't been taken care of for a long time. Even the armor on his body looked dilapidated, as if a battle had just ended.

Richard also took off his helmet, and his long, wet golden hair stuck to his face. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the visitor in disbelief.

"Father?"

"Long time no see, kid."

Boom!

A flash of thunder crossed the drowsy sky, illuminating a room in the small library.

Carula was not disturbed by the lightning, the magic of time locked the light in the compartment, even in the dark night, it was bright inside.

Kalula is a child of the abyss, proficient in the dark series of spells, magic and miracles. She was once imprisoned in the prison of the capital of sin until she was rescued by the Lothric knight who broke into it.

She was often ashamed of her origin, but under the tolerance of Losric, she gradually adapted to this country and joined Losric as a sage.

Flipping through the brand-new paper carefully, what is recorded on it is the long-lost chaos spell. Karuna only found a few words in the ancient book, and now it is placed in the library and provided to everyone in this country. read.

And not only spells, all kinds of spells and miracles, no matter how old it is, can be found in it, and there are many innovative skills in it, it is simply a paradise for any scholar.

On the first day of her arrival in Losric, Kalula was deeply involved. Except for necessary work, she almost always chose to stay in the small library, greedily absorbing the knowledge in it.

What cannot be done today will not be done well tomorrow.

The rain gradually thinned out, and Carula also finished reading the book.

It's hard to imagine that someone has such a huge amount of knowledge, and also has such a wealth of practical experience. I really want to meet this master.

Straightening her pointed hat, she unabashedly expressed her admiration for the author who compiled the book, and closed the book signed ashen one. Carula chewed on the knowledge she had just obtained from the book, spread her palms, and couldn't wait want to try it out.

She is quite confident in her control of power, and she is confident that she will not damage the arrangement. After all, she has tried many spells before this, but she has never caused trouble like those rash colleagues.

But this time there was an accident.

The explosion happened, and it was clearly a palm-sized chaotic flame storm that Karula expected, but it swept across the entire room, burning everything in it, and a corner of the outer wall was also blown away.

Carula was taken away by the Winged Knight in charge of guarding the small library with a dazed expression, and what awaited her would be a huge amount of compensation.

"I obviously didn't use much force?"

"Hey, lady, please cooperate with our investigation."

"Sister, sister—"

The soft voice from her sister brought Clara back to her thoughts, and she realized that they were still being interrogated by the Lothric knight.

"Ah, sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

"Why does this Lothric still have the fire of chaos?"

At the checkpoint outside the city wall of the undead settlement, Clara put away her doubts, stopped another sister, and bowed apologetically to the knight sitting in front of the workbench.

This knight is not easy to mess with. His spear, which is placed on the table, revealing the golden translucent double dragon flag, and the coat of arms that constantly provide energy for him are not simple things.

I saw the knight bowed, with his hands resting on a strange instrument, tapping something. He naturally sensed the explosion behind him, but he was used to it. , If one day it doesn't blow up and you still don't get used to it, just arrest it afterwards and let the colleagues of the Sun Sect go to the scene of the crime.

"Where are you from?"

"Lake of Ashes."

"Huh? You mean the Smoky Lake, right?"

"Ah, yes, it's the Smoky Lake."

The knight raised his eyes and looked at the three of them suspiciously. With such an ancient name, it seemed that they were old monsters that crawled out of nowhere.

"Name."

"Klara."

"Race."

"Um, witch?"

It really is.

The witches have been extinct for an unknown number of years. It is said that there is a corpse of a witch under the smokey lake.

"Low your head a little and look at this eye-like instrument, that's it."

But it doesn't matter, there are already enough old monsters entering Lothric during this period of time, it's not bad, some people dare to make trouble and arrange them.

"Well, you need to leave video information before entering the city. After entering the city, don't use spells at will. If you don't want to go to prison, here are the rules for using spells. Remember to read it. The map is on the back of the book. Sensitive areas in the city are all There are signs, remember to pay attention.”

"Ah."

"Losric provides accommodation and food, and supports bartering. If you want to live here for a long time, it is best to find a job. In addition, Losric does not support special services."

"Uh-huh."

"But from the looks of you, you should be more interested in knowledge and so on. I recommend you to go to the small library, which contains almost all the knowledge from ancient times to the present."

"Ow, ooh."

After entering the information of the three people, seeing that they were still in a daze, the knight gave some instructions, and then sent a pamphlet to each of the three people, noticed their attire, and kindly reminded them, and then signaled They can go to town now.

"Then, welcome to Lothric."

"It really is--"

The three of them hesitantly crossed the moat and walked into the town, but they were taken aback by the arakkoa mixed with humans just as they entered.

Is the relationship between humans and arakkoa so good?

Clara held the booklet, feeling a little out of date.

She woke up in the lake of ashes. Just after waking up, the sister who had turned into a spider also recovered her body. Although she didn't know how the miracle happened, this did not prevent the two from being immersed in the joy of family reunion.

After that, the two wandered around in the demon ruins for a while, and the Chaos demon had long since disappeared, but they met another relative.

Later, they met a black knight. Under the guidance of the black knight, thinking that the three of them had nowhere to go, they came to this city called Losric.

But this Lothric seems to be different from the one in the image.

The white-haired witch obediently followed her sister, observing everything around her curiously, trying to find the figure deep in her memory at that moment.

Various races came and went on the road, including arakkoa, grunts, and even giants.

On the wide square, a giant with a burning fire was drinking with Catalina's knights, and beside them were a few pairs of white armor, like a pile of onions.

In a tea room, a man and a woman brought a huge wolf. They sat in the corner and watched a group of people perform hip-hop dance.

In the gallery along the river, a petite dragonborn is painting, her long hair almost dragging to the ground. In front of her, a knight with a sun pattern on her chest is posing, and an old man wearing a hood is posing. The girl is diligently mixing paints, as if it is a grandfather and grandson.