Brilliant golden light emanated from the blade, forming a golden glow.

Tearing apart the storm and slamming into the giant's body.

A roar of rage came from the giant's hollow face.

But there was no more of the storm just now.

The giant's huge body fell, half-kneeling on the ground, holding a machete in one hand, supporting the huge body and not falling immediately.

It can be seen that there is already an extra golden trace on its body.

But it's not from the outside in, it's the feeling that is surging from the inside out.

The light of the blade seemed to have rushed into the giant's body, and then waited for the right opportunity to burst out.

"Go!"

The onion knight shouted, put away the "curry stick" in his hand, and hurried to the side of the white night.

"Now it's your turn to show the real technique." The Onion Knight said to the White Night.

"Won't you take advantage of the victory?" Bai Ye asked.

"Don't chase it, this curry stick needs a little time to recharge, you have to help me buy time." The Onion Knight sat down very dryly, reached out and began to rub against the blade of the curry stick.

Rub up and down.

The armor rubbed against the blade of the sword, making a slightly harsh sound.

And the onion knight's movements are so focused, as if he is doing something sacred and serious.

"All of this was taught to you by that King Yum?" Bai Ye couldn't help but ask, "Including this method of charging." ”

"Hmm." The Onion Knight replied, his hands moving.

“…… What should I say? Bai Ye patted the onion knight on the shoulder sympathetically, "Should you praise that Ah Zhai, can you turn such a tragic agreement into this style?" ”

The Onion Knight is unknown.

The Nero had already rushed over to give a pedicure to the half-kneeling giant—no, a beating.

The power in the curry stick made it impossible for the giant to move at will, and could only be unilaterally beaten by Nero and others.

Nero is not a good man or a woman, and when he starts, he is black and ruthless.

In less than half a minute, a loud bang was heard.

One of the giant's arms was cut off by everyone and fell to the ground.

With the loud sound of the impact, it directly turned into a pile of ashes.

And at this moment, the giant's half-kneeling stiff body "loosened" again, and flames were already coming out of the machete.

"That's it! Leave me alone! ”

The Onion Knight has finished charging his energy and once again raises the "Curry Stick" in his hand.

Nero and the others naturally didn't want to go head-on with the salary king, and retreated to the side with a dodge.

"EX curry stick!"

The Onion Knight shouted again, and the sword in his hand fell.

The golden sword made the giant half-kneel on the ground again.

This time, the giant directly lost his balance and hit the stone pillar next to him, so that he did not fall completely.

Needless to say, Nero and the others did it again.

The Onion Knight ran back to White Night and continued to recharge his weapon.

The golden rift in the giant's body became clearer, and even light shot out from inside.

It seems that in the next second, brilliant light will pour out of the giant's body, tearing the giant apart.

And before that, Nero will further weaken the giants.

It's a battle without suspense.

There was not even half a point of tension and unexpected battles.

Even if the machete in the giant's hand ignited flames, he didn't even have a chance to swing it.

Only a futile howl like an angry wave.

It sounded like some kind of mourning.

"Wait, old friend, I will soon be able to free you." The Onion Knight whispered.

There is no softness, and there is no room for softness.

Raise your sword again and cut it down.

This time, the sword light filled the entire underground space.

Under the light of the sword, those twisted and strange corpses, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, quickly melted.

Including the pool I don't know how many years it has accumulated, it has not evaporated, it is viscous like black mud, and the mixture of various blood has also dissipated.

The sword in the onion knight's hand fell, smashed to the ground, and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

The giants did not let out the same howl.

He was still standing, but stopped moving.

The big knife in his hand, the flames on it quickly dissipated, turning into a little spark.

And on the body, there was gradually a golden light "piercing" from the inside, dissolving the huge body.

After a few seconds, the massive giant ceased to exist.

However, the remnant soul belonging to the Salary King did not fall, but a "thing" fell from mid-air.

The Onion Knight ran over and caught the "thing".

This is a person – or rather, a "half-man".

There was only a torso and head, no limbs, and the eyes were black hollows.

"This is Wang Yum?" Delfit next to him asked.

Rao was also shaken by his indifferent heart.

"Well, the real King Yum." The onion knight said, and the sword pierced the man in his arms.

The body also turned into a pile of ashes.

In a trance, Delfit seemed to smile when he saw the distorted face, it was a smile of relief.

Delfit understood why this onion knight's cowardly traverser would finally choose to become the salary king and pass on the fire.

I'm afraid it's for liberation.

The mutilated documents he had seen were full of falsehoods.

Giant?

Giant's blood?

The king of the capital of sinful karma - at least in name?

Maybe it's just the tragic and twisted fate of an ordinary person.

The truth is far more brutal than it seems.

Regardless, the remnant of the Salary King finally appeared and fell into the hands of the Onion Knight.

The crowd did not speak, neither did the Onion Knight, his huge helmet hanging slightly, and the remnant soul of the Salary King in his hand seemed to be holding the most precious thing.

White Night walked over, crouched down, and reached out to take the remnant soul from the onion knight's hand.

The Onion Knight didn't stop White Night's moves.

In fact, it can no longer be stopped.

Blood slowly flowed out of the armor, and there seemed to be some mechanism inside the armor, which had already been activated when the Onion Knight pierced through the body of his old friend with his own hands.

The blades inside also pierced through the armor's body.

"The firewood you want." White Night handed over the remnant soul to Delfit.

Between the fingers, there was a flame burning.

He reached out and tapped it on the onion knight's helmet, and the special and hilarious armor began to burn.

The same was reduced to ashes.

"Huh?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, and the face inside the helmet was not what everyone thought, what kind of gentleman's face, or a resolute man.

It is a female face, although there are a lot of traces of wind and frost, but it can be vaguely seen that when you are young, you may also be called a beauty.

"The young lady next door?" Nero asked.

He remembered the person the Onion Knight had mentioned, and this was the true identity of The Onion Knight?

"I don't know."

"When the Onion Knight mentions it, it's 'her'—someone who may have abandoned her past identity, or maybe the little sister across the street, who knows." ”

Samadhi True Fire reduced the Onion Knight's corpse to ashes.

This is a complete demise.

Even if the abyss continued to be polluted, it would not be possible for this pile of ashes to turn into a moving corpse again.

Flange Immortal.

Eldridge, who ate himself into a puddle of black mud.

And Yum, the giant king.

This is already the third salary king.

On the fire sacrifice ground, there are a total of five thrones, representing the "five" salary kings.

One of the thrones, the burning Salary, did not leave and sat back in his seat.

Waiting to burn yourself completely.

The other four thrones were empty.

Now the three pay-kings have been "recovered" by Delfit - as the part of the firewood that has not been burned.

Then, only the last pay-king remains.

Prince of Losric.

Lothric, once a powerful dynasty, a strong supporter of the transmission of fire, and a gathering place for successive generations of salary kings, has made a great "contribution" to the inheritance of the first fire.

Of course, there were moments of collapse in powerful dynasties.

The White Cult, which was once established to spread fire, has degenerated into a dark cult, and the Night Knights, who have destroyed all those who stand in the way of fire, have also disappeared without a trace.

Only a few shattered scaly claws remained.

The same is true of Lo Slick, whose former glory is no longer there.

The Imperial City was even cut off from the road, and outsiders could not enter it.

The last salary king hid in the imperial city.

"Wait a minute, if the Imperial City was cut off many years ago and became an isolated island, then how did this Salary King return to the Imperial City?"

Outside the Imperial City, Bai Ye and they have arrived, and Bai Ye suddenly became somewhat interested in this isolated island-like imperial city.

"I don't know." "It is recorded on the throne that the King of Salaries is the end of the bloodline, and it is the prince of this Lothric, the Lord of the White Pavilion, how are we going to get in?" ”

"I know a saying that this Prince Lothric is not a fire-bearer, so he didn't go through the fire at all."

Bai Ye said, "What do you think? ”

"Whatever it is, I'm sure I'm going to spread the fire anyway." There is no doubt that Delfit is a staunch fire-bearer.

This is the reason for his existence.

Other things don't have much to do with him.

"Hmm."

Bai Ye nodded, looked at the isolated imperial city, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to step back.

I don't know why, but everyone still retreats.

The black robe on his body fluttered for a moment, and Bai Ye's body began to slowly rise.

The black aura that had been wrapped around his legs since he entered this world was constantly stretched, but it couldn't stop the white night from slowly rising into the air.

The breath was torn thinner and thinner, accompanied by a cracking sound, and finally completely loosened the shackles of the white night.

In the next moment, a large amount of black qi poured out from the depths of the earth, dancing wildly and grabbing at the white night.

However, by this time, White Night had already passed the broken bridge and appeared on the "lonely island of Losric".

"Nice Imperial City."

Taking out two giant long swords, one burning with flames, and the other with a dark purple glimmer on the blade, Bai Ye casually cut the living corpse monster that rushed towards him into a pile of pieces, looked at the imperial city, and nodded with satisfaction.

A different aura rose from him and spread out, as if it was about to envelop the entire imperial city.

"What does the White Pavilion Lord want to do?" Delfit asked.

Nero let out a sigh of relief and said, "Probably the boss thinks that this imperial city is more suitable." ”

"Suitable?" Delfit didn't know why.

"So, he should be planning to move the entire Imperial City away."