Chapter 957 939.Gwendelin
“Thank you for your hospitality, Your Holiness the Pope.”
McDonald's figure is no different from that of the Deep Church period, like a round potato pressed against a larger and rounder potato.
“The flesh of the Moon Nobles is indeed delicious. Even the last trembling of life is more joyful than that of the commoners.”
“But I have to say that the master has been looking forward to the ‘dinner’ for a long time. This is really good news worth celebrating.”
“Of course.” Sullivan responded calmly.
“I have almost divided the power of Cold Lie Valley, and now no force can pose a threat to the great Eldridge.”
"Let him come from his hiding place. Dinner is on the table."
Archbishop Macdonald simply wiped his mouth and dragged his round body towards the distance.
Looking at the retreating figure of the White Archbishop, the corners of Sullivan's mouth under the mask also turned up slightly.
Eldridge predicted the advent of the Deep Sea Age and accumulated strength to survive that difficult era.
The ruins of Anor Londo, even if it is just a part of the relocated old divine capital, it is still majestic enough.
Smart people should always find a way out for themselves.
The fewer people there are to serve, the more Eldridge, the **** of the Deep Sea Age, will rely on him, become inseparable from him, and eventually be controlled by him.
But it is a good thing, at least when you clean them up, you will not encounter more resistance.
He didn't want to be around while Eldridge got red-eyed from his 'dinner'.
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Just waiting for Macdonald to take Eldridge into Anor Londo's palace and finish Gwendolen. These White apostates were completely useless to Sullivan.
Too many people following us will only dilute our strength and become a burden.
There is a statue in the middle space, which Lan En has seen in Rosalia's memory.
You'ershika, who was jolted, subconsciously hugged Lan En's waist tighter and asked in confusion.
Sullivan stroked the luxurious gold and silver bracelet on his arm and watched MacDonald's retreating back with interest.
The Gothic architectural style has a gloomy grandeur, but most of the towering buildings don't even have guardrails, and there are cliffs directly outside the road.
The witcher patted the horse's neck and greeted it.
Lan En had this understanding inexplicably in his mind.
You'erxika was silent for a moment, and then tried harder to use her memory to find a shortcut to shorten the time.
Couldn’t be more skilled.
Eldridge is on the move!
But in all the plans, there is still a little untimely noise.
On the contrary, it is still an obstacle to the struggle for power and gain.
But before she could finish asking, Lan En's slightly heavy voice sounded.
Eldridge will become a **** in the new era because of this special profound power.
“Qilin, jump over directly! Speed up!”
This is the echo of some kind of power.
Qilin responded by snorting and blowing out a burst of hot white smoke from his big nostrils.
People can't help but feel sticky, dirty, and dark. It's like the body is stained with foul-smelling sewage.
It seems that even the light and shadows have been polluted by something, cast a layer of filters.
Bloody words that he couldn't hear or understand clearly began to appear in Lan En's ears out of thin air.
“Mentos, can you block it?”
The witcher suppressed the anger, panic, and other negative emotions that were inexplicably aroused, while asking the biological brain.
“Trying. I can slightly modify the vision and hearing, but the ultimate impact comes from a deeper level, that is, the ‘hidden darkness’, which cannot be completely eradicated, sir.”
“I understand, try your best to suppress it, I can overcome it.”
Qilin rushed into the palace from the side door.
I passed by a giant blacksmith who didn’t know whether he was not hostile in himself or because of the presence of Youershika.
Go up several flights of stairs and you will reach the main hall of the palace.
Entering the gate of the palace in front of you, you will see a desolate scene.
The originally magnificent marble columns have been mottled and chipped, and the once regular cut surfaces have become pitted.
There are no longer large flat stones on the ground, but broken stones scattered everywhere.
Slender windows were opened on the walls on both sides of the palace, and the cold moonlight shone down diagonally. Dust was flying in the beams of light, and the hanging white gauze was fluttering in the wind.
“Who is it?”
I don’t know if it’s because I’m too weak, but the voice coming from the palace seems to be indistinguishable between men and women.
At least Lan En didn’t recognize it at first.
Until Youershika lost the calmness on her face, called "brother" and ran upwards.
Lan En also got off his horse and told Qilin seriously: "Eldridge is very close, don't relax."
Qilin, who was wearing a horse harness and headgear, nodded seriously, his ruby-like eyes becoming serious.
It is also reliable when needed.
Then, Lan En followed Youershika and walked towards the upper level of the palace.
It was a huge bed, and the legendary [Shadow Sun] and [Dark Moon God] were lying on it.
Weak and tired, his long pale hair was messy and spread out, and his eyes were almost dull.
On his lower body, what sticks out from the skirt is not his legs, but several snake-like limbs.
It’s just that these snakes don’t have a sinister and cold-blooded feeling, but instead have a more sacred feeling, like reflecting the cold moonlight.
Similarly, Gwendelin's appearance also prevented Lan En from distinguishing between men and women immediately.
Although Lan En's face is so handsome that it can be called coquettish, overall, at first glance, it is still clear that he is a very courageous man.
Gwendelin's face has a kind of softness, and even the figure lying on the bed is a bit soft.
“Yurshika?”
Gwendelin's eyes that were looking at the sky turned sideways and saw the half-dragon girl running towards the bed.
"Why are you here? Sullivan said that you have prepared the Sword of the Dark Moon to support Lothric. Who are you?"
“Brother.” Youershika did not reply, but directly told the truth. "Sullivan has overstepped his duty and rebelled against the gods!"
After Gwendelin heard this, he did not move his eyes away at first, but continued to look at Lan En with a strange look.
Then it was difficult to even turn his eyes to look at his sister.
“Salivasan is loyal and wise, how can you criticize him to this extent?”