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Su Ziyu's figure fell directly from the sky.

Sister Frid, who had just been resurrected, seemed to have a slightly confused expression, and her eyes were still confused for a moment when she fell on Su Ziyu's body, but then she completely recovered her consciousness. The bizarre sickle appeared directly in her hand. With a palm in his palm, the nun still stood up very politely, leaning slightly towards Su Ziyu and gestured calmly, "Unknown King."

"Unexpectedly we met again so soon."

The other party's state looks a bit weak. Under spiritual perception, Su Ziyu can vaguely feel that the nun's soul is like a hollow, which seems to have passed away.

It should be human nature.

Although the undead can be resurrected, each time they die, they will lose some humanity and memory, and in the end they will directly become crazy wandering souls.

Human nature is a very complicated thing.

It contains all kinds of human emotions, that is, the part of seven emotions and six desires, as well as various physical perceptions, such as appetite, touch, and material desire. The two undead people Su Ziyu currently encounters Almost no pain.

"Do you want to fight?"

Su Ziyu's expression was slightly helpless and sighed: "Can't you just sit down and chat casually?"

There is no source value for killing these undead.

In other words, they are not a pollutant at all, but a group of tools used to continue the age of fire. These people died and were resurrected, and they were resurrected and died. When they passed the fire, they had to be dug out of the grave to continue use.

To be honest, Su Ziyu thinks they are also very pitiful.

The so-called mission of continuing the age of fire and the ideal of saving this world are completely imposed on these undead.

What if it is successful?

They should continue to enter the tomb or have to enter the tomb. It is still a pile of embers in the initial fire that is to be burned to ashes. At most, the next time they need to pass the fire, they will be resurrected as a toolman. Know how long the sword has been sealed by dust.

"Aren't you going to kill me completely?"

Sister Freed's expression was a little strange. It seemed to be the kind of entanglement eager to die but afraid of death. She stared at Su Ziyu in front of her and whispered: "You are the king of salaries."

"I am an ember without fire."

"If you kill me completely now, then one enemy will be reduced in the future."

I won't stay in this world for long.

Why do you want to fight with you undead forever?

Su Ziyu shook his head and said, "Why is this necessary?"

"You attacked me because you were the embers without fire, and the ritual of passing the fire was the mission imposed on you."

"I resist because I don't want to, and I don't care what mission."

"The title "Salary King" was just imposed on me by some ghost thing hiding in the corner."

"Sooner or later I will find it."

Su Ziyu has discovered a problem for a long time, that is, two successive undeads attacking himself, and there is a strange resistance to the transfer of fire. Hawkwood was only slightly suppressed and lost his fighting spirit, and Frid The nun apparently had other ways to fight, but he chose to face Su Ziyu with hard steel. There was an illusion that she felt like she was here to die.

Hearing Su Ziyu's words, Sister Frid's expression was slightly puzzled, as if thinking, and the two scythes in her hand fell gently.

And at this time, Su Ziyu also asked the most critical sentence, he said in a deep voice: "Actually, you don't want to spread fire."

"right?"

Sister Freed couldn't help but shivered. She raised her head and stared at the squid fish in front of her, but didn't speak, but her teeth slightly bit the corner of her lips, obviously her heart was struggling.

"The ceremony of passing the fire continues."

Su Ziyu's thinking is getting clearer and clearer, and he looks at Sister Frid in front of her, and she says, "But the world is still corrupt and degenerate."

"There are more and more undead wandering souls."

"Almost no life is left, even if the fire is successful this time?"

"Everything is nothing but lingering panting."

"After all, it will be completely decaying."

Su Ziyu has been in this world for more than a day. Except for the two undead who passed the fire, only one monster contaminated by human pus can communicate a little, except that he has not encountered any more A normal person.

This world is almost saved.

If passing fire can really save the world, these undead people should not lose their fighting spirit so easily. Su Ziyu just slightly tentative words, so that Sister Fryd in front of her lost her desire to fight, and her expression was slightly Dazed up.

"What do you want from me?"

Sister Freed sat down lightly and sat beside the campfire. A pair of strange sickles were also placed beside her, as if she didn't care if Su Ziyu would suddenly attack at this time.

She put a white palm on top of the campfire, and the flame touched the back of her hand without leaving any scars, but it did not integrate into it. Sister Fryd watched silently with her back to Su Ziyu. Bonfire, said softly: "I'm just a fireless ember."

"It can't help you too much."

The other party's desire to fight has completely disappeared.

The perception brought by spirituality told Su Ziyu that Sister Frid was in a very strange state in front of her. It was like a black ring in her body, drawing a faint breath from the flame.

"Then talk casually?"

Su Ziyu also sat by the campfire, facing Sister Frid in front of her, and she could react at any time if something went wrong.

Snapped.

He took out the demon gourd, poured a glass of fairy wine, and handed it to Sister Frid in front of him, slowly said: "Want to have a glass?"

"No," Sister Frid shook her head gently: "Nun can't drink alcohol."

"Besides, I have long lost my taste for food."

very pitiful.

Don't you even need to eat?

Su Ziyu drank himself, shook his head, and asked curiously: "Do you rely on the fire to supplement energy? You don't need any food at all?"

"Undead people don't need food." Sister Frid whispered.

No wonder.

Su Ziyu finds it difficult to find normal food in this world. If the undead does not need food, it is estimated that it is difficult for him to find some clean food by himself. Then the food resources to be stored should be saved a little.

May be attracted by the taste of fairy brew, Sister Frid’s calm face changed a little, she took out a slightly luminous bottle, and poured a sip into the campfire, and soon a surface appeared on her body. Flashing Mars, a warm flame of breath rushed through her.

This is the only sensory drink for the undead.

——"Element Bottle (Strange Object): Unknown."

The stuff inside is really like a magma-like liquid, and the squid can feel a scorching breath across the campfire.

"Really don't try it?"

"In this world, it is difficult for you to encounter a better wine than this." Su Ziyu smiled.

Sister Frid in front of her is too calm, sometimes it seems like a wooden man, this should be the state after the loss of human nature, Su Ziyu is curious about whether she still has a desire for material.

Sister Freed hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to take over the wine from Su Ziyu. She took the glass and drank it.

Cough.

The next second, Sister Frid had a blush on her face. It seemed to be the first time she had drunk. Her eyes shone slightly and muttered, "This is impossible. I can actually taste its taste."

"wrong."

"It's not wine. It's a very pure energy."

"It's like an element bottle."

"Can you pour me another drink?"

Su Ziyu looked at Sister Freed who was looking forward to her eyes, and almost knew the state of the undead. They were not completely without feeling, but just passively lost all this.

"Please." Su Ziyu covered her with a smile.

Souls in this world are very common. He does not lack the raw materials for brewing, and the souls dropped by Sister Fryd herself are enough to refine.

"It's a magical wine." Sister Frid once asked for another drink.

She was lost in thought.

These undead are really strange. Hawkwood will mumble to himself. Sister Fryd likes to be in a daze. She seems to have been in a daze by the campfire after her resurrection. If normal people should leave this neighborhood directly.

about there.

Su Ziyu looked at the frantic Sister Frid in front of her and asked softly, "Is there any major event happening in this world recently?"

"Can you tell me something?"

Sister Frid looked up at Su Ziyu, her attention was still on the campfire in front of her, and slowly said: "According to ancient conventions, the king of fire this time was the second prince of Losrik, but Lori Prince Ann sheltered the second prince."

"They refused to spread the fire."

"An ancient bell rang, and those who passed the fire sacrifice awakened us undead embers to carry out the fire transmission ritual necessary for the continuation of the world."

Refuse to spread the fire?

Looks like I’m not the only one who doesn’t want to be a bullshit?

Some of the aborigines in this world also refused to spread fire.

Su Ziyu couldn't help but squinted and said, "Tell me about these two princes."

Sister Freed looked up at the Su Ziyu in front of her eyes. She thought about it and said slowly, "Because of the loss of human nature, I forgot some of the past."

"So I can only tell you something I know."

Su Ziyu nodded silently, with a slight sympathy for the nun in front of her.

It is said that the undead embers will eventually forget their own names.

Sister Freed is a little better, at least remembering her past. Those who have forgotten their names are the most pitiful, but these nameless embers are also the most terrible. In history, they took away the salary king's head.

A group of poor undead.

They are just a group of people who carry out the fire ritual.

Soon, from the mouth of Sister Freed, Su Ziyu obtained some of the most critical information in the world.

The fire-spreading rituals of this world are held regularly. Except that the soul of the first-generation salary king Sun King-Ge Wen burned for a long time, the other salary kings could not last long.

How long can the life of a world be sustained by burning the souls of some powerful people?

Obviously it is not enough to burn.

As a result, the time interval between the fire-fighting rituals became shorter and shorter, and in the end even had to start cultivating the salary king ahead of time, because there were not many strong men qualified as salary king.

The second prince of Losrik was the poor man who was regarded as the king of salary immediately after birth.

However, the second prince seemed to be cursed and frail. His brother Prince Lorean was willing to bear the curse with his brother in order to protect him, which made their souls entangled. Refers to two people. I don't know when Prince Lothric began to resist the spread of fire, or even directly opposed to the continued spread of fire, preparing for the arrival of the dark age after the flame was extinguished.

If Salary King refuses to pass the fire, then naturally it is the turn of the undead.

But Prince Nai Lorian is so amazing.

This great prince was the fierce man who led the army to the devil's nest, and he was the one who singled out the devil prince born in the chaotic hotbed. Even if he shared the curse of his brother, it was not a strong man that ordinary people could deal with.

no way.

Supporters of fire spreading can only ring the ancient big bell to wake up the embers of those salute kings who once spread fire.

In other words, the embers of a stronger group of undead were awakened.

But even in this case, the supporters of Chuanhuo still felt that they were not safe enough. They even awakened the salary king who had burned once before but did not die.

Among them are-the ghostly saint-Eldridge, the giant king-Yum, the abyss watcher-Frank's undead team, and the soul-sorcerer-Rudous.

The results of it?

With the exception of Soul Sorcerer Rudous who went to the Fire-Sacrificing Sacrificial Ground, all other salary kings refused.

Ghost Saint-Eldridge is now called'Eldridge that devours the gods', and the specific situation of Sister Frid is not very clear, only knows that Eldridge eats a god, which is Sun King-Gwen's son Shadow Sun-Gwendelin.

Aldrich ate a **** and hid it, presumably somewhere he wanted to wait for it to be completely digested.

The giant king Yum still remains on the throne of the capital of crime. It is said that he may have been eroded by the abyss. He simply ignored the call of fire, and anyone who approaches him will be ruthlessly killed.

Flan’s fortress has been closed, and the abyss watcher-Fran’s undead team has not been around for a long time.

In other words, except for one soul-spirit warrior Rudolus, all the other four salary kings refused to pass the fire. Some salary kings who had been burned once but did not die were doing a lot of great things. Youyou Saint-Eldridge was awakened and ate the last true descendant of the gods.

"Has it already been this way?"

"Are you undead still clinging to spreading fire?" Su Ziyu secretly said to himself.

The fire spreaders and fire extinguishers directly tear their faces.

The kingdom of Loslik has turned into ruins during the battle, and it is said that many huge dragon corpses remain in the king city.

Many people have already felt desperate after the fire transmission ceremony was held for so long. They are reluctant to continue to spread fire, and are willing to face the dark age after the flames are extinguished, hoping that someday the world will usher in a new life.

This situation continued until the arrival of saury.

An unknown person knew the arrival of Suziyu. It discovered that Suziyu had divine power, so the sixth salary king who could burn for a while was born.

it's him.

Su Ziyu with divine power ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a fresh salary king who has not been burned.

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Passing the fire sacrificial venue.

After sending away the annoying Sister Frid, Hawkwood fell into inexplicable frustration again.

But he didn't get depressed for too long, because a heavy footstep gradually approached.

He could not help raising his head, as if he saw a dazzling light in front of him. It was a knight wearing heavy armor all over his body, exuding a feeling of oppression, his face was completely hidden under the helmet, Only a pair of slightly glaring eyes could be seen, a little trace of flame appeared on his body, and the faint Mars fluttered down. The burly knight looked down at Hawkwood in front of him and suddenly spoke.

——"Praise the sun!!!"

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