Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 959 941. The platform of the underground prison

Warriors admire the power of dragons, which is the so-called "dragon faith".

Lan En could easily understand this concept.

According to Gwendelin's words, Ancient Dragon Peak should be a lofty place of dragon belief, or simply the place where it dominates and originates.

Any outstanding warrior in this world should have the idea or goal of going to Ancient Dragon Peak.

But what will be there?

An ancient dragon that has a good relationship with Gwendelin? The Gods are the murderers who destroyed the ancient dragon.

Or is it some powerful protoss living there to control dragon beliefs?

But no matter what.

"As long as I go to Gulongding, you can live?"

Lan En looked at Gwendelin's face seriously.

"Can Eldridge be eliminated?"

Only Lan En was left, still looking seriously at the gentle face of the Dark Moon God.

The sound of horse's hoofbeats sounded in the empty palace, and there were still only Youershika and Lan En on the horses.

The God of the Dark Moon, who had supported the Protoss for tens of thousands of years and was finally facing the end of his life, even felt a little relaxed about it, had a little teasing on his lips.

And Gwendelin's voice, which became extraordinarily distant and ethereal due to its architectural structure, also continued to echo.

"My brother was expelled by his father because he pursued the path of the ancient dragon. And I couldn't say a word for him at the time."

"We should go."

"If not, it will be another sin for me."

"Maybe there's still time to save my life."

A brilliant purple light emitted from his hand, which was the power of his Dark Moon God.

After Qilin walked out of the palace, the huge door behind him slowly closed with a creaking sound.

Youershika saluted Gwendelin again, and then walked towards Qilin.

Lan En glanced at the closed door one last time, then gently pulled the unicorn's exploding mane and rushed out of the palace!

"Although You'ershika doesn't know the information about her brother, she does know how to get to Ancient Dragon Peak. After all, she is also the leader of the Dark Moon Sword. Naturally, she also knows the destination that the soldiers dream about."

"I am the youngest son of Gwen, the King of Sunshine, and the heir of the Gods! At this moment, Anor Londo will never be corrupted by darkness!"

After saying that, Gwendelin seemed to feel relaxed, as if the secret that had been suppressed in his heart for many years could finally be revealed to the light of day.

But Gwendelin, who had entered the last moment of his life, put down his responsibilities and revealed his secret, actually showed a slightly relaxed smile with an undetectable arc.

Lan En took one last deep look at Gwendelin and turned to leave.

"There is a god there who has had all traces of his existence wiped out and whose name has not been left. The nameless king."

Sit cross-legged as if practicing Zen.

"That's my eldest brother too. The eldest son of the Sunshine King."

"This action can show your determination and help you embark on the path of the ancient dragon."

Eldridge is approaching, and the profound power is spreading.

As Eldridge got closer and closer, even the air nearby seemed to be in a filthy and thick oil mist.

Lan En's body was constantly feeling pain like a carnivorous insect gnawing from the inside out.

Gwendelin's expression was one of regret and pain.

"Let's go, thank you, the knight who came to the rescue. At least your news prevented me from looking like a fool who was kept in the dark by Sullivan at the last moment."

With a 'bang', the door to the deepest palace in Anor Londo was completely closed.

"The Age of Fire will never end here!"

The nameless king has indeed had all traces of his existence wiped out.

"I don't know if my brother will still resent us now, but you have the right to go. Even if your brother still refuses to forgive me, I have no complaints. But you must not force me to do anything hard, which will cost your own life."

Lan En noticed that You'er Shika's cherry-like lips were slightly opened next to her. Obviously, even though she was also a descendant of gods, she had never heard of this character at a relatively young age.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Can the Unknown King allow you to survive?"

"May we meet again, knight. Until then, I will ask you for your name."

"Goodbye, Dark Moon God."

Qilin stood on the floor of the palace, tapping its hooves anxiously because of the approaching dark force. The Eluma on its head also nervously looked outside the palace, into the deep shadows.

Those who can face death with a relaxed smile cannot be persuaded to leave.

"If you move fast enough."

Facing Lan En's series of questions, Gwendelin just shook his head slightly in disappointment.

"What's in there?"

The light converged into a pattern on his hand, an action gesture that Lan En had seen before in the White Dragon Demon King's secret passage.

It's the giant slave blacksmith who's closing up shop.

But he didn't even have the slightest muscle tremor.

If you just want to use mental coercion and physical pain to make him collapse, then this intensity is far from enough.

Qilin's strong and elegant figure kept jumping among the palaces of Anor Londo, and then landed lightly.

Looking back, Lan En only saw a large moving mass of asphalt and black mud, in which were floating the pale bones of many people and animals.

The disgusting black mud was pouring out of a remote palace in Anor Londo, rolling and squirming towards the deepest palace.

The feeling of impatience and hunger spread along with Eldridge's power and rushed to the outside world together.

"If you want to reach Gulongding, you need to reach the underground prison first."

Youershika hugged Lan En's waist, and the demon hunter felt her forehead pressing against his back.

The smooth and soft voice was also a little stuttered and choked at this time.

Lan En didn't say much, he just communicated and showed Qilin the way.

From the ruins of Anor Londo all the way down to Irushil, at the end of the low-water river under the bridge into the city is the entrance to the underground prison.

Yurshika said that if you continue to go down after reaching the underground prison, you will find the sinful capital where the flame of sinful karma is found.

It is a magical flame that can burn endlessly. This kind of flame is of course very popular in this world where the stability of the flame is maintained by the first fire, and the 'flame' has a special meaning.

As soon as it appeared, it aroused great interest from both Irushil and Lothric, and joint research was carried out.

But in the end, no one was able to let this ever-burning flame of sin help or replace the initial flame in any way.

Research went bankrupt, and the last two countries only added a few dispensable spell reserves.

At least that's what it says on the surface.

And Lan En is not interested in delving deeper into the Capital of Sin and the Flame of Sin.

"The underground prison was also in charge of Sullivan before. I only know the route and the rest."

Youershika said softly.

The Dark Moon Pope relied on his ability to reach out to almost all important positions in Irushil.

And obviously, the underground prison is probably all filled with Sullivan's people.

"But there are benefits," Lan En said flatly. "We don't have to worry about distinguishing ourselves from the enemy."

As soon as he entered the dark underground prison, many tragic and shrill screams were heard overlappingly.

This is not like a normal 'prison', but more like an 'execution ground' or an 'interrogation room'.

Lan En and Youershika did not dismount, but lowered their bodies so as not to hit their heads on Qilin's back.

The first jailer appeared.

It was a person dressed like a tightly wrapped nun, with a female iron mask on his face.

She held a lamp in one hand and a red-hot iron in the other.

Looking at the prisoners in the surrounding cells, he could not help but laugh sharply with joy from time to time.

It seems that working in this gloomy and dark underground prison is actually a very enjoyable thing.

She quickly turned her head when she heard the sound of horse hooves, and at the same time, a burst of yellow smoke filled her vision.

But the next moment... 'Hey! ’

A flash of silver light separated her neck from her body.

That wasn't even Lan En's move, but the velvet ball sitting on Qilin's head, slashed with its Thundercat Sword.

The strength of El Cat is not enough, but the momentum of Kirin is enough.

"Xilulu!"

Qilin's thoughts were conveyed to Lan En.

'That look just now made me feel a little weaker, so strange. ’

The witcher speculated that it should be a curse spell activated by gaze or vision.

But with the physique and speed of the Kirin New World Ancient Dragon, this curse is a bit boring.

The gazes of the jailers simply couldn't keep up with Qilin's pace, and even if they stood looking at Qilin's strong vitality, it would probably take a long time for Qilin to be substantially weakened.

In the prison, there are many undead people who have no human form.

These undead people have died too many times, and there is also a type where the maggots on their bodies are entangled and combined into a half-human shape, hanging down on the belly of the undead.

There was another kind of monster that looked familiar to Lan En, a monster with a deformed human head and long wings.

Their posture reminded Lan of Othroais.

Seems to be an ancient version of the dragon transformation experiment.

Along the way, Youershika suppressed the fear in her heart and showed Lan En the way.

Qilin, on the other hand, executed it quickly, and the jailers on the way were already mentally disturbed.

They enjoy torturing prisoners and laughing happily in the process.

It is impossible to keep up with the speed of Qilin's movement. Often after hearing the sound of horse hooves, his head will fall off immediately.

Finally, after jumping out of a staircase halfway down the stairs under the command of Yurshika, Kirin landed on a platform.

"right here."

You'ershika said softly and jumped off Qilin's back.

Lan En followed her, and next to where the Qilin landed was the bones of a warrior.

The demon hunter went over and took a look. It was a warrior wearing Lothric knight armor. At this time, he maintained the cross-legged and slumped position of "walking on the path of the ancient dragon", which seemed to last until death.

Lan En pulled out a piece of parchment from his arms, which recorded an ancient dragon hunting story. Swordsmen attached thunder to their swords to kill dragons.

It seems to be a miracle called [Thunder Sword].