Chapter 960: 942 ancient dragon top

Chapter 960 942. The top of the ancient dragon

After taking away the parchment and putting it away, he looked down and saw that there were many corpses on this small platform.

They all basically maintained the same posture as the corpse. Some were wearing Lothric knight armor, while others were wearing various other armors, showing that they belonged to different knights, or were simply wandering knights.

And there is a kind of corpse among them.

It generally maintains a human shape, with limbs, head, etc.

But to a greater extent, it is getting closer to dragons.

The head already resembles a dragon's head, with horns growing on the head, and a tail extending downward from the spine.

The bodies were all skinny and skeletal, but judging from the severed limbs and cross-sections of the corpses, the texture of these corpses was already similar to that of rock statues.

In this world of fire, the ancient dragon is an immortal existence that is different from ordinary life, and its concept is similar to that of "inorganic matter".

This is the development philosophy of the Behem Dragon Academy, which is also the so-called foundation of magic, the ‘duality of dragons’—life and physicality.

“From here, can you go to the Ancient Dragon Peak?”

The underground prison is built in the mountains of Lenglie Valley, and this platform is on the cliff. Looking forward, you can see a towering mountain range in the distance.

Then there is no doubt that he is indeed worthy of this status and title.

The originally cold but flat ground suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

Opening his eyes, even with Lan En's knowledge, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

When it comes to "eldest brother", Youershika is still a little uncomfortable because in the education she received, this role did not exist at all.

That warm feeling is the heat of the sun.

Lan En said simply and started to move forward.

"No, none of them." You'ershika shook her head. It seemed that this method was a bit difficult to describe, so she frowned but still couldn't say anything.

With this idea in mind, he began to control his brain wave activity, and the [Song Gland] gave him a certain degree of control over his brain.

"Qilin shouldn't be able to assume that posture. If you two see me disappear later, you can retreat first. When I come back, I will use the magic ring to contact Qilin's leg ring."

Step into the path of the ancient dragon.

After experiencing the 'Bleeding Eclipse', 'Complete Darkness', and 'Eternal Snowy Night', this warm, brilliant and normal sun actually made Lan En feel as if he was in another world.

“I understand the way to get here, but my brother said before that I am not a warrior and do not pursue the path of the ancient dragon, so I am not allowed to come.”

When she was born, the eldest son of the Sun King had been removed from the Gods for a long time.

With just a blink of an eye, Lan En felt something wrong under his buttocks in a daze.

“Have you been here?”

Continuing walking forward, they met a kind of patrolman.

After Lan En finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged among the corpses of a group of soldiers, facing the mountains in the distance.

“But I guess it’s because the elder brother doesn’t want to disturb the elder brother, right?”

As far as the eye can see, there is a mountaintop area with little vegetation.

A warm feeling that was a little unfamiliar but more familiar appeared on his face and chest.

In a daze, he saw Youershika sitting next to him. Her soft gauze skirt and doll-like face made her as erratic as if she would melt into the moonlight the next moment.

Lan En hopes to have a guide to find the legendary unknown king as soon as possible.

If this sky is so bright that it is even a bit dazzling, it is really the same principle as the eternal snowy night in Irushil, which is caused by the influence of the gods on the environment.

“I understand, meow!”

The bright sunshine of the sun shines down, and under the blue sky and white clouds, even the yellow sand and stones look pleasing to the eye.

But after seeing Youershika with her tail swaying under the hem of her skirt, she just let out a wisp of dragon flame from the gap between her teeth on the side, and then stopped looking at the two of them.

Just a huge body wandering among the ruins of buildings, making a heavy 'dong-dong' sound.

Seeing that the huge flying dragon had no intention of taking action, Lan En and Youershika were able to walk quickly to the end of the building complex.

It is a building with good integrity that still retains its roof.

Unexpectedly, this building, in this apocalypse of fire when the flames are fading, actually seems a bit lively?

A variety of gold and silver jewelry, gold plates, silver candlesticks, armor and equipment that look ancient and luxurious are piled up in this building, messy and random.

It seems like these things are just things that no one cares about here.

There are also snake people here, but they are bent like an old woman, holding a staff.

They shook the bells as if to comfort or encourage.

Besides these snake-men, there are also undead figures here.

Lan En, a foreigner, looks familiar to many people.

 I once saw the corpse of a knight who had "trod the path of the ancient dragon" in the secret room of Osroais's palace.

There is a knight here wearing the same armor as him.

There are also some Lothric knights here, and it seems they have been here for a long time.

They even followed the etiquette of the Knights of Lothric and spread a red cloth on an altar here, with the straight sword of the Knights of Lothric placed on it.

Having the dual meanings of ‘fire and knight’, this can be regarded as a simple prayer platform of the Knights of Lothric.

You can usually pray here.

A heavy and majestic bell suddenly rang. Although it was not as good as the bell at the fire sacrificial site, it was still noticeable enough.

After Lan En and Youershika walked in, no one even noticed them. Instead, they all looked in the direction of the bell.

After the heavy ringing of the bells stopped, they turned their gazes back.

“Is it that Prince Rikar? Going to challenge the unknown king again? How many times has he died?”

A Lothric knight asked the man wearing dragon blood knight armor next to him.

The dragon blood knight answered uncertainly while sharpening his sword.

“Stop talking. Two hundred times has happened? It’s not that many times among us.”

“But the frequency is a bit high, right? His armor is now reduced to a pair of underwear. Oh, and there is a crown on his head.”

“After all, I am a newcomer who has just arrived, so it is normal to be in the excitement period.”

No one cared about the new arrivals of Lan En and You'ershika, even the old snake-men who were ringing the bells nodded kindly towards You'ershika.

Perhaps these people would get up and take action only if the old snake-woman ringing the bell was hostile?

Logically speaking, as a knight of Lothrik, the Kingdom of Fire, he should have some respect for Youershika, a descendant of the Gods.

But in Gulongding, those who can come up are the top warriors, and when they come up, they are already determined to break away from the previous society.

Lan En looked at the knights and felt that the standard armors on their bodies and the prayer stands set up on their bodies, these iconic things, were just the inertia of living habits.

Their inner cognition has long ceased to use these things to divide their identity, so they do not care about the meaning of their identity.

Since we have come up to Gulongding, let’s analyze it from the few words we know from the conversations with Gwendelin and Youershika.

 Lan En probably understood: From the moment they climbed to the top of the Ancient Dragon Peak to explore the way of the Ancient Dragon, they were just the purest warriors.

There is nothing more than that.

But if Lan can still understand this process of abandoning one's identity to pursue a target, then there is one thing that the witcher cannot understand.

In the words of these warriors, an undead prince seems to have died more than two hundred times, which is a not high number among them.

But these undead people are still talking to each other very sensibly and even humorously, instead of turning into wandering ghosts.