Chapter 920: 902 White Dragon King

Chapter 920 902. White Dragon King

The ignorant priest was torn into two pieces by the church knight's sword. His upper body was still bleeding on the ground, twitching and struggling.

Slap the ground to make a "pop" sound.

But then, the tall and strong body of the church knight who cut him into two pieces, along with the thick armor all over his body, hit the ground with a 'dong' sound.

There were no other wounds, just the lower edge of the barrel-shaped helmet that was tilted upward, and the neck where it was connected to the breastplate. Blood was pumping out rhythmically with the rhythm of the heart.

Church knights are very powerful warriors.

Lan En agrees with this.

But when the flannel ball made the viewing hole of his helmet misaligned with his eyes. A warrior who loses his vision immediately loses his threat.

At that time, he wanted to reach out and catch the kitten who was standing on his shoulder and picking off his helmet.

But Lan En stepped forward immediately and grabbed the wrist of his hand that was not holding the sword.

His boots stepped on the broad cavalier sword again.

The calico kitten was a little scared to death in this gloomy environment and weird wailing.

So just let the flannel **** come on together.

The voice came from behind the door, shrill and strange.

Then he just held Arondette, pointed it at his throat, and pushed it in, and that was it.

At this time, in this position, both the demon hunter and Ellu Cat could already hear a strange and brutal howling sound.

A pair of big eyes were rounded, looking around in shock.

Moreover, there are already things similar to plant roots growing on their bodies.

Because although they are all powerful knights, the church knights are obviously much stronger and physically stronger than the ordinary Lothric knights.

In terms of dexterity alone, Velvet Ball is much better than Lan En.

That is a blue gem the size of an ordinary person's fingernail.

Although I had already been mentally prepared for something like "something went wrong with King Osroais", when things came to a head

“It’s not optimistic.”

The velvet ball went up to disrupt the enemy's vision. Lan En found the opportunity to use his own strength to clamp the opponent's limbs, and then slashed at the right position.

The church knight guarding the main gate wears a gemstone ring on his hand.

If it were a serious battle, with the physical, technical, and armament of the Church Knights, they could fight back and forth with Lan En for a few minutes.

In a head-on confrontation in terms of strength, the Lothric Knights might be directly knocked away by the Church Knights.

The other great-sword church knight guarding the door received the same treatment.

The Witcher and Elcat looked at each other, and the flannel ball seemed to be encouraged by the exchange of glances.

In battle, one side has an advantage in numbers and the difference in basic quality is not very big. That would be so convenient to fight.

La En stood in front of the door, pinching his forehead.

If the Knights of Lothric come over, it may not be easy to face the Knights of the Church.

 A man and a cat looked at each other and both expressed that they could not tell from the sound what it was that was hissing or wailing.

It was just like being in the Deep Church at that time.

Lann pushed the church knight's arm down inch by inch during the struggle.

The two knights guarding the door were already lying on the ground.

But Lan En’s power can suppress the Church Knights very well.

I immediately puffed up my chest and walked in with Lan En.

In battle, a warrior like it with small goals and flexibility can do a lot.

Perhaps it’s because King Osroais is a **** who survived tens of thousands of years ago, so his speech has an ancient accent.

If it were anyone else, just facing this tone would be at a loss.

But the Emperor's Children are very good at picking up the tone.

So Lan En's response not only has the temperament of a long-ago era, but it even rhymes.

This made King Osroais turn his head slightly.

“Now, the sun is no longer visible even during the day, Your Majesty. Darkness is flourishing and is invading everywhere.”

Lane explains to the king the dilemma of the fire-passing ceremony.

He originally thought that King Osroais would become nervous after hearing this, but unexpectedly

Since Lan En came to this world, people have constantly heard about his "greatness", his "contribution to the continuous Age of Fire", and "making Lothric stand at the pinnacle of the Age of Fire".

He seemed to have no concern for the matter of "the first fire gradually dying out".

That slender tail with a smooth texture slid slowly and leisurely on the uneven masonry floor.

“First fire. The initial fire is just something that will be extinguished sooner or later.”

Ousroais said calmly.

At the same time, Lan En watched his movements from behind, wondering if it was an illusion. It was a bit like holding a child and shaking it gently.

"Lorian, Lothric. My sons are right. Their teacher is right."

“If the flame cannot continue forever, then what’s the point of thousands of years earlier or later?”

“But when the flame goes out, everything that humans and all life has built so far will collapse. Society, technology, emotions, everything will be gone!”

Lan En said loudly and frowned fiercely at the same time.

Could it be said that the old king actually supported the two princes? He also agrees that the First Fire will eventually burn out, and from the Immortal's perspective, the brief delay is meaningless. Just a useless effort that adds to the suffering.

However, Osloais's words once again exceeded Lan En's expectations.

“Everything will fall apart?”

Ousroais' tone was sarcastic, and the dragon-shaped face turned around. It was a face with pits and only a dragon-shaped head on the outline!

"no, I can not"

His tone was as light as sleepy babble at first, but as his words revealed more and more information and inner thoughts, his voice became louder and louder.

“My kingdom, my subjects, my family. None of this will collapse! Because I have found a way for us, for everyone, for everyone to survive in an era without fire!”

"Look at this body! This body transformed into an immortal ancient dragon! Even without that ridiculous flame, I can still live! Always live!"

"Don't worry about my children, I have already 'impregnated' them, and they will also become immortal ancient dragons!"

"Subjects, don't worry. Have you seen the flakes of ashes floating around? That's my research, the research on dragon transformation! I can make everyone in Lothric! Not one of them will be left behind! They can all become able to live in the age without fire. great life!"

“This is the salvation I have found! This is what kings do!”

"You don't have to suffer anymore, knight. I, the King of Lothrik, the Fire God of the Age of Gods, Fran, and now Osroais! I have found a way for everyone to escape the tragic reincarnation of the fire! "

The sound was as loud as thunder! It echoed endlessly throughout the palace, even shaking up smoke, dust and gravel.

Then, the eloquent Bailong curled up and hugged something in his arms tightly.

"My beloved son, son of the dragon, Ocelot. His birth is proof that the path I have chosen is correct!"

The scaleless and weird white dragon, the loud voice he left in the last second still echoed among the marble pillars, but the next second, he was gently shaking his arms and humming softly.

Like an old father who loves his son very much, coaxing his child.

And Lan En.

The witcher's hand had already grasped the handle of the knife at his waist when he personally admitted that he was walking towards the flakes of ashes in the city.

At the same time, behind the scattered silver hair, a pair of vertical pupils became cold.

This pure coldness without any impurity or hesitation stimulated Osloes, who was holding his 'beloved son'.

His body, which was swaying gently, stiffened, and then slowly turned around.