Chapter 472 Next, the falling attack is very useful
That night.
The sky was still gray, and the shadow of dying fire hung over the world forever, making it desolate and hopeless.
"...You killed the Cinderella King - that undead army..."
"This is... 'Bring the King Back to the Throne'..."
"How pitiful! This is the king."
Hawkwood's voice echoed softly in the silent Firelink Shrine.
The ash is back.
From the quagmire-covered Fran Fortress.
In addition to a large number of souls, a group of well-wrapped heads were also brought back.
Under the mottled pointed knight's helmet was a face that had been burned by flames and had become charred and dry.
Ashes just brought the head back without saying much to him.
But Hawkwood could tell whose head it was at a glance.
The incombustible residue and ash that he once regarded as a joke, which was like a firefly to the bright moon compared to the Fire Kings, actually arrived at the Fran Fortress along the Road of Living Sacrifice.
And successfully brought the Faran Undead Corps "back" to the throne of the Lord of Cinder.
No one knew what this meant better than Hawkwood.
There is no doubt that the guy in front of him, who was already carrying the Greatsword of Farlan, successfully extinguished the wolf smoke and passed the induction ceremony of the Undead Corps.
And in the endless killing, he became the final winner of the Hunting King.
He is braver than himself.
At this moment, Hawkwood no longer had any sarcasm towards Ashes.
He just looked at the silent ashes with a complicated expression.
Look at the always calm yet powerful and resolute color in Ashes' eyes.
"...It must... not be easy."
Opening his chapped lips, Hawkwood asked Ashes in his normal tone for the first time.
And Ashes shook his head:
"I can't remember."
The Firelink Shrine fell into silence again.
Hawkwood knew that as an undead who had been burned once, Ash's answer was not the loss of humanity and memory.
He probably really couldn't remember how much effort it took to defeat the Fire King and bring back firewood for the Fran Undead Squad.
Maybe ten times, maybe twenty times, maybe a hundred or two hundred times.
No matter how strong Chai Xin is, how can he be as strong as the king?
All the ash does is die again and again, and stand up again and again.
Even though he knew that his strength was far inferior to that of the captain, even though he knew the curse of the Undead Squad, even though he knew that this world had already been rotten.
But he is still like Don Quixote who bravely rushed towards the windmill, fighting against the outrageously powerful Wage King, and sticking to his mission in this rotten world.
Indeed, this world where the first flame is about to die is already rotten.
And I, who once threw myself into the fire meaninglessly, have become rotten to the core.
But at least my soul isn't rotten yet.
Holding a condescending attitude and understanding the hopeless nature of the world, wasting time and throwing things into disarray is not the awakening of clarity, but the act of a coward who has lost his courage.
[There is only one true heroism in the world, and that is to still love life after knowing the truth of life. ]
The world is mottled and scarred, but my soul is upright and noble.
Even if I am a tiny firefly, no matter how insignificant it is to the world, I will try my best to burn and raise the most dazzling middle finger to this rotten world.
Fuck your world, no one can break me.
"The Faran Undead Team has never failed, and never will fail."
After a long while, Ashes slowly spoke:
"Uncorrupted by the abyss, the wolf's blood that never gives up is still flowing."
After saying that.
Ashes drew out the Farlan greatsword from his back and slowly raised it up. At the same time, he clenched his left fist and placed 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 Corps, Fran, who was the King of Fire, was brought back to the throne.
But the wolf blood of the Fran Undead Corps has not been cut off.
And now, the only two people in this world who have inherited the wolf blood of the Fran Undead Corps are the Destroyer who killed the Wheat King with his own hands, and the coward who bears the name of the escapee.
Maybe this is also a kind of curse.
Hawkwood thought.
But who can tell?
But as Ashes said - the Faran Undead Squad has not failed and never failed.
call--!
Along with the ashes, the firewood of the Faran Undead Army was placed on the throne.
The temperature of the flame expanded and the embers burned.
Ashes once again set out on the journey to find the second Lord of Cinder.
When he returned to the Firelink Shrine again, looking for the Fire Keeper to upgrade his abilities, and wanted to find Brother Grayheart to inquire about other Fire Lords, he found that Brother Grayheart was gone.
In front of the tombstone of Wolf Sword where Brother Grayheart often stood to mourn, Ashes found a shield.
That is the shield of Brother Despair.
Hawkwood Shield
At this point, the story of Brother Despair seems to have come to an end.
He used to be a passive and sarcastic coward.
Although he passed the test of the Fran Undead Corps and wanted to become a hero admired by everyone, he lost the courage to support it all because of the cursed fate.
He always held the shield that helped him escape, but he never threw away the greatsword of Farran that he carried.
He cursed the Undead Corps' mission to resist the Abyss all the time and mocked their cruel sacrifices, but he also did not forget to visit Wolf Sword's cenotaph frequently to mourn his comrades.
He is a contradictory person.
Until the ashes brought the firewood of the Faran Undead Army back to the throne.
At this moment, perhaps he realized that if he just ran away, he would always bear the name of an escapee and would be mediocre until his death;
Perhaps he understood that as someone who had sworn an oath to wolf blood, he could not escape his cursed fate as a member of the Undead Squad anyway;
Or maybe he understood that a hero is not someone who reaches the top of the world under the admiration of everyone.
Only those who respond to the pain the world gives us with songs are heroes.
Being someone else's hero is a hero in name only; being your own hero is the real hero.
As an NPC who appeared in the demo and ran all the way to the first important node of the game, the story of "Frustrated Brother Hawkwood" has obviously impressed a large number of players.
Even many media and game developers have praised the character story of this NPC.
[From depression to re-energization, there are not too many gorgeous plot performances, but it is enough to touch people's hearts and be impressive]
[While other manufacturers are still busy advocating sacrificing themselves to save the world, Golden Wind is telling you to love yourself well]
[Who says your hero is not a hero? The guy who dares to raise his middle finger 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-style game structure allows players to have a richer gaming experience, and also creates more touching plots and stories...]
"Perhaps according to the old thief's habit, Brother Huixin's story ends here..."
He carefully put away the Hawkwood shield and let out a long breath.
I returned to the Firelink Shrine and looked at the place where Brother Grayheart had sat.
Before, this guy had been sitting here saying some discouraging things, looking dejected and listless, like Poppy in LOL who stayed up late. He was really annoying.
But after he left, the empty space next to the stone pillar really made people feel empty.
I don’t know what kind of things Brother Dixin will encounter or what kind of adventures he will experience in the future.
Did he travel to a more distant place? Or did he return to the Fran Fortress to continue monitoring the abyss in place of the captain and his dead comrades?
Sixty-six is unknown.
To her, Ashes and Hawkwood were like two people who met from opposite poles of the earth.
They influenced each other and crossed each other's paths.
During this short journey together, Grayheart experienced the perseverance and persistence of Ashes.
And through various experiences, Ashes also understood the reasons for Brother Grayheart's decadence.
A wonderful and unique gaming experience .
Dark Souls is such a game——
The more experienced players are in gaming, the more they will be impressed by the uniqueness of this game.
It's so charming.
It's not just about the painful and joyful gaming process under its game mechanism.
It's more about the feeling of despair that is unique to soul-type games: "the world does not revolve around you."
[Using despair constantly to gain the last glimmer of hope]
This unique game style and worldview will undoubtedly be a new shock to veterans with rich gaming experience.
Moreover, even if you are not a player who pays special attention to the plot.
This somatosensory cabin version of Dark Soul will surely shock you with its immersive graphics and give you an unprecedented experience!
For example,
…
"I—f—!!!"
"This is too outrageous!"
Ancient Dragon Peak!
According to legend, the power of the ancient dragon is hidden here, and Ashes needs to comprehend the ways of the ancient dragons before he can reach it.
To put it bluntly, it's a hidden map.
But when A Yin came up, he found that he seemed to have fallen into the old thief's conspiracy again!
Looking at the huge ancient flying dragon lying across the steps in front of me, it was like a dream returning to the Wall of Lothric!
You know, judging from the progress at this point, he has collected the firewood of the three fire kings, and theoretically should have entered the late stage of the game.
Starting from the High Walls , he walked through the Faran Fortress, passed Irithyll, stepped through the catacombs, and even crossed into the Fireless Sacrifice.
The armor on his body becomes more and more handsome, with higher values and attributes, and the sword in his hand becomes sharper and sharper!
But he just couldn't move away the huge ancient flying dragon that was blocking his way forward!
"With one fucking slash of my sword, the Cinder King can lose a block of blood! And I can only slash this flying dragon bit by bit?!"
A Yin, who was turned into charcoal by the dragon's breath again, felt terrible.
This damn thing is huge! It has a lot of health! And it has no blind spots!
God have mercy on me!
When I was fighting the Giant King Youmu with Onion Brother, at least he gave me a big sword so that I could use the storm to knock down the trees!
You, a bastard Gu Longbit, are even bigger than Wang Youmu. How can I beat you?
Isn't this nonsense?
If this guy gets any more outrageous, he’ll be as good as the White Snake in Sekiro!
While muttering to himself, A Yin stood up angrily, ready to try to take a detour. If that doesn't work, he could just avoid this guy who could make the entire Ancient Dragon Peak tremble with one stomp of his foot!
However!
Just thought of this!
A sudden flash of inspiration came to A Yin's mind!
etc?
Sekiro? White Snake? Dark Soul? Ancient Dragon?
hiss--
A Yin seemed to be thinking about something.
At this moment, as he took a step forward, a piece of advice from other players beside the campfire also caught his attention -
[Next, falling attacks are very useful]
