This person is strange.

When Su Ziyu looked at him, all he saw was an empty shell. The existence of the soul seemed to be vague, a state that he could not understand for the time being.

Want to take my head?

Why would he call me the unknown king?

Did I overlook something?

Hawkwood of Fran?

Is Fran a place name? Is Hawkwood a person's name?

What are embers without fire?

There is no detailed record in the library? It seems like some kind of undead?

"Why do you want my head?" Su Ziyu frowned and put his hand on the hilt of the sword, staring at the man who was approaching step by step. There was a strong murderous aura on the other party, and it was obvious that he was a veteran who had experienced countless fights.

But this alone is not enough to defeat today's Suzi fish.

He also faced many enemies and even came face to face with some unspeakable horrors!

Hawkwood, who was approaching step by step, seemed to have no interest in continuing the conversation. His eyes were determined, and when the distance was shortened to about 30 meters, he suddenly began to speed up and moved very quickly. When he was about 15 meters away, he suddenly jumped up, swung the big sword that was emitting a faint flame, and chopped down with great force.

boom!

A crack appeared on the ground, and the hard stone slab turned into powder.

Um.

This guy is very strong.

Su Ziyu moved his feet slightly and took half a step sideways to avoid the attack. His hand was still on the hilt of the sword without moving. He just tilted his head and looked at the other person. He was very curious about where this person's soul had gone.

Or where is it hidden?

Why is his soul almost gone? He seems quite sane?

The wind is howling.

A little bit of sparks spread.

After a heavy blow missed, Hawkwood's expression showed a trace of surprise, but he immediately swung his sword across, making a 180-degree turn. The exploding sparks slightly blocked his vision. When he tried to look for Su Ziyu again, he suddenly found that his sword seemed to be a little heavier. As soon as his sight moved, his pupils shrank in an instant, because he saw the man standing on his sword blade.

"Are you immortal?"

"You want my head with just this little ability?" Su Ziyu lightly moved back when the other party swung the sword, gliding more than ten meters in the air before landing, and slowly said, "Who sent you here?"

"How did he know I was here?"

"wrong."

"Should I say how did he know of my existence? And why did he want my head?"

boom.

Hawkwood gritted his teeth and swung his sword again. This time he seemed to have hit the target, but he soon found that he had only hit an illusion. A heavy stone pillar as thick as his waist was directly cut off by him, and Su Ziyu's figure appeared several meters away, looking relaxed as if he was strolling in the garden.

"Is this the strength of the Salary King?"

Hawkwood from France seemed to have suffered a great blow. His hands holding the sword were trembling slightly. He murmured, "Haha! How ridiculous!..."

"How can we, fireless embers, defeat the powerful Cinder King?"

Salary King?

When Su Ziyu heard the other party's mumbling, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

An unknown king?

Salary King?

etc!

Am I the salary king?

Oh shit!

Su Ziyu, who had just looked through the library materials, of course knew the meaning of the word "Fire King". Simply put, it was a human-shaped firewood, a sacrifice specially prepared for the fire transmission ceremony. Burning the Fire King replenished the power of the original fire in order to achieve the purpose of continuing the Fire Age.

The guy in front of him who called himself 'Fran's Hawkwood' was the undead who came to hunt him down, with the purpose of taking his head back to use as firewood for the fire transmission ceremony!

What exactly is wrong?

Why did I become what they call the King of Salary as soon as I entered this world?

The Space-Time Monitor System also showed an abnormality when entering. Presumably, the abnormality at that time was related to his current identity as the King of Fire.

etc.

Could it be the pan-consciousness of the plane?

Was the pan-consciousness of this plane already starving to death? It actually included him in the ranks of the Lord of Fire?

Countless thoughts flashed through Su Ziyu's mind. After understanding this world, he vaguely guessed something from this confusing information.

That's because he is too strong.

But it's not strong enough.

Because Su Ziyu himself has entered the legendary realm and accumulated a certain amount of divinity, when he entered this world, he became a certain existence, most likely the pan-consciousness of the plane, or the food in the eyes of something else, that is, the Fire King required for the fire transmission ceremony. The other party is very likely to desire the divine power in him, and even locked him when he just entered, and directly assimilated part of him by relying on the power of the plane laws.

That's why Su Ziyu woke up in the coffin this time.

That's why when Su Ziyu woke up, he heard the strange bell sound.

He is the salary king!

In order to obtain the firewood necessary to continue the Age of Fire, the unknown existence who marked him as the Fire King, or even through some power or some special force, is hunting him down, with the goal of throwing him into the original fire to burn him.

Or it would be more appropriate to say that the word "swallow" is used.

The undead before them were the sharp blades that served them. In the past history, if there was a Fire King who was unwilling to fulfill his mission, the undead would swarm in until they took away the Fire King's head.

Damn it!

Su Ziyu has experienced so many worlds, but has never encountered such a situation.

Is there a pit in this world?

He had never been targeted like this before when he entered a mission plane. You have to know that the first task of the Space-Time Supervisor is to find a way to save that world and eliminate the pollution and corruption of that world. There is basically no situation where he is targeted by the pan-consciousness of the plane.

But this time, he became a Cinder King, a sacrifice to the primordial fire. Since the beginning of the Fire Transmission Ceremony, in the long tens of thousands of years, no Cinder King could refuse his mission. Even if there was a Cinder King who escaped the Fire Transmission Ceremony, he would eventually be beheaded by the undead.

Nothing is left out!

The ritual of passing on the fire has never failed so far, which means that anyone who is chosen as the Lord of Fire will eventually be thrown into the primordial fire and burned.

This is simply a situation where there is no end until one dies!

As Su Ziyu gradually understood some things, the murderous aura on him became stronger and stronger, a gloomy aura made people feel breathless, and even a trace of electricity appeared on the surface of his body. In contrast, Hawkwood, who was not far away, seemed to have lost his fighting spirit. His pupils were slightly unfocused, and his expression was very depressed. However, he still did not give up the fight. As if with a glimmer of hope, he swung his sword again to slash at Su Ziyu in front of him, hoping that he could cause him even a little bit of damage.

clang!

The meteorite sword turned into a cold light and flew out. Su Ziyu stood in place without moving at all, but Hawkwood in front of him let out a painful groan, and a hand holding the greatsword chopped down directly, and the greatsword hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Who told you my location?" Su Ziyu suddenly appeared in front of Hawkwood and kneed him, knocking him like a bent shrimp. One could even hear the crisp sound of broken bones.

Click.

Hawkwood fell down, and then a foot stepped on his chest. The foot seemed to have a thousand pounds of power, and he couldn't stand up after struggling.

Is this the power of the King of Salary?

How terrible!

When he got serious, he didn't have the strength to resist at all.

Sure enough, those idiots at the Fire Shrine were just dreaming! How could a group of fireless embers defeat such a powerful Cinder King?

"Who sent you here?" Su Ziyu frowned and increased his strength. The other party seemed to feel very little pain. His ribs were almost broken, but he still didn't show much pain. At most, his face looked more depressed.

"Ahem." Hawkwood, who was standing at Su Ziyu's feet, coughed slightly, and then said in a very low voice: "Firelink Shrine."

"The Fire Keeper predicted the coming of the unknown Lord of Cinder."

“The Firelink Shrine asked us to bring your head back! … Ahem! … You have the glory of the King’s Soul! … The Undead will find you eventually! …”

As he was talking, Hawkwood's breath gradually weakened, and before Su Ziyu could react, he died.

A faint blue light emerged.

When Su Ziyu reached out and touched the faint blue light, a row of prompts immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

——"A small group of chaotic souls (can be refined): This is a group of chaotic souls, which contains many different kinds of monsters. The undead absorb these souls into their bodies and use special rituals to strengthen their own power. After refining, you will gain 150 energy points."

Much stronger than that zombie bishop.

Su Ziyu directly collected the soul, then frowned and looked at the corpse in front of him. When the other party died, he felt as if something was lost from the corpse.

This is trouble!

He was actually targeted by this plane and became the King of Fire!

The glory of the king's soul?

Could it be referring to the radiance of divinity?

Now there are probably quite a few undead people who want his head. Su Ziyu has no idea what to do next, but he may have to think about it carefully.

at the same time.

In an extremely ancient sacrificial site, a bonfire was lit in the center with a strange spiral sword stuck on it. Directly above it were five huge thrones. However, among these thrones, there was a sixth new throne that had just been completed. This throne was located right above the other five thrones.

The entire sacrificial site was empty, as if there were not many living people inside.

At this time, beside the bonfire in the center, some faint ashes were floating up. Not far away was a beautiful woman dressed like a nun. She wore a gorgeous silver-white eye mask like a crown on her head, which completely covered her eyes. Her face shape could be vaguely seen from her smooth chin. She seemed to be a very beautiful woman.

Fireproof Girl.

The manager of the Firelink Shrine.

Beside the campfire, in the drifting ashes, the outline of a human figure gradually emerged.

The Fire Keeper, who was originally standing quietly in the corner of the Firelink Shrine, tilted her head slightly, as if to take a look, then retracted her head and lowered her head slightly as if she was praying.

“It’s horrible!”

"Too powerful!... This is not an enemy we can defeat at all!..."

Hawkwood's body gradually emerged beside the campfire. There was a hint of fear on his face, and he looked increasingly frustrated. He murmured, "The Cinder King cannot be defeated by fireless ashes!"

"Fortunately, I had already prepared a means of suicide."

"If I'm killed by him, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to revive. I'll probably just become an unconscious zombie..."

He closed his eyes as if sensing something, and murmured, "I can't die again!..."

"If I die again, I will probably go crazy!... I won't have much humanity left!... The Dark Ring will completely devour my soul!..."

Hawkwood sat in a corner of the Firelink Shrine, muttering to himself. His originally gorgeous equipment had disappeared, leaving only a thin, gray garment the color of ash. It did not look like real clothes, but rather a creation of some magic, just like his body that had been resurrected beside the campfire.

Da da da.

Hawkwood seemed to have completely lost his fighting spirit. He sat half paralyzed and half squatting in a corner of the Firelink Shrine, exuding an extremely decadent and depressed temperament.

He seemed to not want to go out again, and even planned to die here.

Da da da.

There was a sound of soft footsteps approaching.

Hawkwood had heard the footsteps a long time ago. It seemed to be a woman's because the footsteps were very soft, but he was too lazy to look up. He was just immersed in his own inner world until the other person walked in front of him. Then he looked up slightly.

A nun.

Likewise an ember without fire.

Hawkwood recognized at a glance that the other person was one of his own kind. The woman was wearing a gray-blue and white nun's uniform. Her fingers looked very white and slender. She walked on the ground with her feet firmly. A thin silver-gray chain was wrapped around her waist. A gray-black hood and headdress covered most of her face. Only a face with soft facial features but a very cold expression could be seen. There seemed to be a faint light in her calm pupils. In her other hand, she held a huge sickle, and the cold light almost scratched Hawkwood's neck.

The nun said in a very calm and gentle voice: "Have you met the unknown king?"

"How strong is he?"

Hawkwood frowned and looked up at the other person, and said in a mocking tone: "Who are you?"

"I am Sister Friede from Londor." The pretty nun bowed slightly, seeming to be very polite. She must have received a very good education before. She said calmly, "I am looking for the unknown Cinder King!..."

A flash of cold light flashed by.

When the nun swung the huge sickle, invisible white ripples directly tore through the air.

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