Chapter 473 Next, the falling attack is very useful
It is night.
The sky is still gray, and the haze of the extinguishing fire forever shrouds the world, desolate and despairing.
“…You killed King Xin—that undead team…”
“This is…‘bringing the king back to the throne’…”
“How pitiful, this is the king.”
Hawkwood’s voice echoed lowly in the silent Fire Sacrifice.
Ashes are back.
From the swamp-ridden Farland Fortress.
In addition to a large number of souls, he also brought back a set of well-wrapped heads.
Under the mottled peaked knight's war helmet, there is a face that has been burnt by flames and has been charred and dried.
Ashes just brought the head back and didn’t say much to him.
But Hawkwood could tell whose head it was at a glance.
The incombustible residue and ashes that he once regarded as a joke, like a firefly to a bright moon compared to the Xinwang, actually followed the road of living sacrifices and arrived at the Fortress of France.
And successfully "brought back" the French Undead Team to the Throne of the King.
What this means, no one knows better than Hawkwood.
There is no doubt that the guy in front of him, who had already carried the sword of Fran on his back, successfully extinguished the smoke and passed the undead team's joining ceremony.
And in the endless fight against each other, he became the winner of the final hunting king.
He is braver than himself.
At this moment, Hawkwood no longer responded to Ashes with any cynicism.
He just looked at the silent ashes with a complicated expression.
Looking at the ever-calm yet powerful color of determination in Ash’s eyes.
“…it must be…not easy.”
Opening his chapped lips, Hawkwood asked Ashes in a normal tone for the first time.
And Ashes shook his head:
“I can’t remember clearly.”
The fire-passing sacrificial site fell into silence again.
Hawkwood knew that as an immortal who had been burned once, the answer to ashes was not the loss of humanity and memory.
Maybe he really couldn't remember how much effort it took to defeat King Xin and bring back the firewood from the French Undead Team.
Maybe it’s ten times, maybe it’s twenty times, maybe it’s a hundred or two hundred times.
The strength of Chaixin, no matter how strong he is, how can he be the same as the king.
All the ashes do is die again and again and stand up again and again.
Even though he knows that his strength is far inferior to the captain, even though he knows the curse of the undead team, even though he knows that the world is already rotten.
But he is still like the Don Quixote who bravely rushed to the windmill, fought against the outrageously powerful Salary King, and stuck to his mission in this already rotten world.
It is true that the world in this dying world is already rotten.
And I, who had thrown myself into the furnace without meaning, was already rotten.
But at least, my soul is not rotten yet.
The act of wasting your time and breaking things while holding a high position, with an attitude of understanding the hopeless origin of the world, is not an act of sobriety after awakening, but a cowardly act of losing courage.
There is only one true heroism in the world, which is to still love life after knowing the truth of life. 】
The world is in ruins, but my soul is upright and noble.
No matter how tiny my little firefly is, no matter how insignificant it is to the world, I will still burn hard and raise the most dazzling **** to this rotten world -
Fuck this world, no one can break me.
“The French Undead Team has not failed and has never failed,”
After a long time, Ashes slowly spoke:
“The blood of the wolf that never gives up is still flowing without being eroded by the abyss.”
Say it.
Ashes took out the French sword from behind and slowly raised it. At the same time, he made a fist with his left hand and put it on his right shoulder, saluting Hawkwood.
This moment.
Hawkwood's grip on the shield loosened.
What a dramatic scene.
Although the head of the undead team of France, who was the salary king, was brought back to the throne.
But the wolf blood of the French Undead Team has not been cut off.
Now, the only two people in the world who have inherited the wolf blood of the French Undead Team are the Destroyer who killed the Salary King with his own hands, and the other is a coward who bears the name of an escapee.
Perhaps this is also a kind of curse.
Hawkwood thought.
But who can tell?
But as Ashes said - the French Undead Team has not failed and has never failed.
Hush—!
Place the firewood of the undead army of Farlan on the throne along with the ashes.
The temperature of the flame expands and the embers burn.
Ashes once again set out on the road to find the second Salary King.
When he returned to the Fire Sacrifice to find the fire-proof girl to upgrade her abilities, and wanted to find Brother Cang Xin to inquire about other Xin Wangs, he found that Brother Cang Xin was no longer there.
And in front of the tombstone of Wolf Dajian where Brother Cangxin often stood to pay his respects, Hui Jin found a shield.
That's Brother Frustrated's shield.
【Hawkwood Shield】At this point, the story of Cinderella seems to have come to an end.
Once he was a passive and eccentric coward.
Although he passed the test of the French Undead Team and wanted to become a hero respected by thousands of people, he lost the courage to support it all because of the curse-like fate.
He was always cursing the mission of the Undead Team to resist the Abyss and satirizing their cruel sacrifices, but he did not forget to often come to the Wolf Sword Monument to mourn his comrades.
He is a contradictory person.
Until the ashes brought the firewood of the undead team of France back to the throne.
At this moment, perhaps he understood that if he just escaped blindly, he would always bear the name of the escapee, and he would do nothing until his death;
Perhaps he understood that as someone who swore an oath to wolf blood, he could not escape the cursed fate of being an undead team no matter what;
Perhaps he understood that the so-called hero is not the person who rises to the top of the world under the admiration of everyone.
Facing the world and repaying our pain with songs, we are heroes.
Becoming a hero to others is only a hero in name, becoming a hero to yourself is a true hero.
As an NPC that appeared in the demo and continued all the way to the first important node of the game, the story creation of "Disheartened Brother-Hawkwood" has obviously convinced a large number of players.
Even many media and game people have praised the story of this NPC character -
【From decadence to re-invigoration, there are not many gorgeous plot performances, but it is enough to be deeply rooted in people's hearts and impressive】
【While other manufacturers are still busy preaching about sacrificing yourself to save the world, Golden Wind is telling you to love yourself well】
【Who says his hero is not a hero? The guy who dares to bravely raise his **** to the world is the brave man who truly understands heroism! 】
【Compared to the more intuitive and linear narrative of Wolf, the setting of the box garden-style game structure allows players to have a richer game experience, and also creates more embarrassing plots and stories...】
“Perhaps according to the habit of old thieves, the story of Brother Cangxin ends here…”
Put away Hawkwood's shield carefully and take a long breath.
Going back to the fire-passing sacrificial site, I looked at the place where Brother Cangxin once sat.
This guy has been sitting here saying depressing words before. His whole person is downcast, as listless as Poppy who stays up late in LoL. It is really annoying.
But after he left, the empty space next to the stone pillar did make people feel quite empty.
I don’t know what kind of things Brother Cangxin will encounter in the future and what kind of adventures he will experience.
Have you traveled to more distant places? Or did he return to Fran Fortress and continue to monitor the abyss in place of the captain and his dead comrades?
Sixty-six is unknown.
From her point of view, Ashes and Hawkwood were like two people who met from the two poles of the earth.
They influence each other and walk each other's path.
During this short period of walking together, Brother Cangxin realized the perseverance and persistence of Hushes.
And Hui Jin also learned the reason for Brother Cangxin’s decadence through various experiences.
Wonderful and special gaming experience.
Dark Souls is such a game—
The more experienced players are in the game, the more deeply they will feel the difference of this game.
It is so charming.
Not only is it a painful and happy game process based on its game mechanism.
What’s more, it lies in the sense of despair that “the world does not revolve around you as the center” that is unique to Souls games.
【Continuously using despair to win the last glimmer of hope】
This unique game style and world view are undoubtedly a new shock to experienced game veterans.
Moreover, even if you are not a player who pays special attention to the plot.
This somatosensory cabin version of Dark Souls will surely shock you with immersive graphics and bring you an unprecedented experience!
For example—
…
“I-Grass-!!”
“This is so **** outrageous!”
Gulongding!
According to legend, the power of the ancient dragon is hidden here, and Ashes needs to understand the way of the ancient dragon to reach it.
To put it bluntly, it is a hidden map.
But when A Yin came up, he realized that he seemed to have fallen into the old thief's conspiracy again!
Looking at the huge ancient flying dragon straddling the steps in front of me, I almost dreamed back to the high walls of Lothric!
You should know that from the perspective of progress at this time, he has collected the three major firewoods, and theoretically he should have entered the later stage of the game.
Starting from the high walls of Lothric, he walked through Farran Fortress, passed by Irushil, stepped through the catacombs, and even traveled to the Fireless Sacrifice Site.
The armor on his body becomes more and more handsome, the values and attributes are getting higher and higher, and the big sword in his hand is getting sharper!
But he couldn't move the huge ancient flying dragon with his forehead across the road ahead!
“I can cut off a piece of Xinwang’s blood with just one **** slash! Can I drop every drop of blood from this flying dragon?!”
A Yin, who was sprayed into charcoal by the dragon's breath again, was in bad condition.
This ghost thing is so big! The blood volume is thick! And there are no blind spots in all directions!
When I fought the Giant King Youmu with Brother Onion, at least he gave me a big sword and let me knock down the big tree with the storm!
Do you force the ancient dragon to be a big circle? What do I get!
Isn’t this nonsense?
If this guy is more outrageous, he should catch up with the white snake **** in Sekiro!
While complaining nonchalantly, Ayin stood up angrily, ready to try to see if he could take a detour. If not, he could just avoid this guy who stomped his feet and made the whole ancient dragon top tremble!
However!
Just thought of this!
A sudden inspiration flashed in A Yin’s mind!
etc?
A wolf? White Snake God? Dark soul? Ancient flying dragon?
——
A Yin was thoughtful.
At this moment, as he walked, next to the bonfire, a piece of [Advice] from other players also caught his attention -
【Next, falling attacks are very useful】
(End of this chapter)