The undead settlement, where corpses have been disposed of for a living, smells not the fresh air of the morning in the morning, but the unpleasant smell of rancidity, and the villagers start their work early.

Through the rudimentary windows, tall villagers could be seen carrying slender cages full of living corpses and walking towards the end of the village, their expressions hurried, overwhelmed by the heavy work, there were too many corpses.

Whenever there is a need to spread fire, the number of undead will increase dramatically, spreading like a plague among humans, in the past, there was a prison dedicated to the undead in the far north, and the first unsung heroes came out of it, and since then the world has embarked on the path of being added to the firewood by heroes with the qualifications of the salary king.

At the highest point in the region, the majestic city of Lothric, a new nation, is home to the Salary King's homeland, overlooking its territory like a throne. The current king's name is Osroes, and according to the royal tradition, he has two princes, the eldest prince Lorian and the second prince Lothric, the eldest prince is brave and good at fighting, and leads the knights to conquer countless demons, and the second prince needs to continue the tradition and become the one who bears the fire.

Not far from the foot of the Immortal Settlement Mountain, as long as you stand on a high place, you can see a huge church, the Gloomy Church. Presumably an agreement was reached between the church and the royal family, both of which tacitly agreed to make the once ordinary village of the undead a place to deal with the undead.

The village can be seen in black-robed men, missionaries and mentors from the secluded church, who are responsible for spreading the teachings and instructing the villagers on how to deal with the living undead.

"It's a terrible world." Standing by the window, Zhang Lin commented that even though it was not the end of the flames as in the game, there was still a depressing atmosphere everywhere.

"As long as you can survive, that's enough," Graylart's voice sounded from behind, he was carrying a hemp bag wrapped in black linen, and seemed to be about to go out, when he heard Zhang Lin's emotion and stopped, "But a big man like you definitely doesn't need to worry about this." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Ha, I brought all those things back last night, and none of them were left behind," Greillat looked very happy, such a large package, there were a lot of good armor in it, obviously he was not really as weak as his short size, "There are a lot of outsiders now, I want to sell these good things as soon as possible, I don't know how to maintain armor." ”

Zhang Lin pondered for a moment, "I'll also go out for a walk." ”

Loretta's lodgings were not far from the entrance between the settlement and the royal city, and as soon as she came out, she could see several knights of Lothric at the entrance, their knightly armor polished, their red cloaks swaying in the wind, and they were followed by some well-trained hounds.

At this time, these knights of Lothric had just escorted a batch of undead, and some villagers were in charge of receiving them.

"There have been rumors lately that something disturbing has happened in the city, and it is normal for the number of undead to increase at this time," Greillat obviously noticed the situation at the entrance of the village, and pulled his hat, "I think it must be a tricky thing for those knights to deal with." ”

Although the second prince's refusal to spread the fire caused a stir, from the outside, this huge royal city still seemed to be in order, from time to time people passed the bridge to and from the village and the city, and those knights did not oppress the civilians, as long as they obeyed the order, they did not care much.

"Where did you get rich, Grerath?"

A guy in a similar outfit to Greratt came out of a small wooden house, the same pointed hat, the same ragged linen, obviously, this is probably their professional attire, the person came to Grerat, patted the package, and made a metal collision sound, "God, where did you get these things, you won't sneak into the armory on the high wall of Lothric, right?" You don't want to die? ”

"I'm not that stupid, Erro," Greillat glanced at the guy who was probably his friend, "if you could spend less time fishing, you might be as lucky as me." ”

"Your guts will kill you sooner or later." Elro glared at Guerrillat, "Outsiders? He then looked at Zhang Lin again, "You have to pay attention, it's not been peaceful lately." ”

"I will," Zhang Lin shrugged, not very concerned.

Ernro just watched Guerrillat and Zhang Lin walk together, and kindly reminded him, seeing that Zhang Lin didn't react much, he felt bored with himself, and he didn't say anything more.

"Come on, Erro, people aren't like us," Greiratra pulled his friend, "Let's go, take care of my things, and I'll give you some hard money." Because of the harvest, Greilat was rare and generous, and then looked at Zhang Lin, "My lord? ”

"Go ahead, I'll just take a stroll first." Zhang Lin nodded.

"Then you have to be careful not to mess with those knights, although you may not be afraid, but these guys are very difficult to deal with, and they are not as easy to get along with." Before leaving, Greillard turned back and said one more word.

"Do you know, the old sorcerer from the big swamp seems to think that the sacred tree in the village has been cursed, and hopes that no one will come near there again, but there are so many immortals, we can only rely on that tree......" Before the two of them had gone far, the sound of the conversation between Erro and Guerrillat could still enter Zhang Lin's ears.

"The Sacred Tree? Now I guess it's not anymore. Hearing this, Zhang Lin thought that maybe he could go and have a look.

You don't need someone to show you the way, just follow the main road in the village and go all the way deeper, because of the importance of the sacred tree, the church sent people to organize the villagers to protect the courtyard of the tree made of blue bricks.

The old sorcerer from Onuma, Krykus, had long been interested in this artifact, which was rumored to be able to lift the curse of the undead, so after coming to this village, he spent a lot of time studying the tree.

"This tree is already about to have its own soul."

When Zhang Lin came to the old man in the brown robe, he heard what the other party was probably talking to himself.

"You think it's cursed?"

Hearing Zhang Lin's voice, Ke Makus turned around, and did not want to drive Zhang Lin away, but nodded approvingly, "Yes, keep absorbing those cursed souls, this tree must have accumulated terrible curse power." ”