Before the picture lit up, the old woman's deep voice sounded in the darkness, and her tone was full of memories, heaviness, and emotion for history.

[Yes, this is Loslick]

The bell rings, the camera is pulling into the long history, and the sound of the wind breathing in the sky is in the ears.

The world is dilapidated, muddy, nothing but wasteland shrouded in fog and dust, only decaying cities and broken statues, only gray rocks remain.

Where is this? The old woman's voice rang out, answering the question.

[It is the hometown of the fire kings of the past generations, and it is also a place of wandering confluence]

It was as if someone was standing in the distance, and the sky light was shining through the clouds and fog, illuminating the ruined city, and above the ruins, gray dust filled the ground, enveloping the ruined land.

Under the golden skylight, you can still see the former glory of the city, the broken stone pillars and the city eroded by the wind, still showing the thick epic.

The dust swept through the sky, and the broken king was covered in wind and sand, and the weathered stone walls were crumbling.

A low orchestra ensemble sounded in my ears, and the orchestral voices began to rise sharply, as if to tell the bleakness of this history.

[Therefore, the pilgrims all headed north]

[And understood the meaning of the prophecy——]

In the wind and sand, pilgrims hunched over with wood-like crutches in their hands, and iron chains bound tortoise shells behind them.

Layer after layer of rags covered the entire head and face, facing the wind and sand, constantly moving forward, walking heavily, the gray dust was so thick that it was impossible to see the road ahead.

The drums sounded, the mixed sounds became excited, and the sky could see through the dust, and the ancient royal city could be seen.

The fire will be extinguished

- The throne is not in sight

The pilgrims on their backs fell to the ground, drowning in endless dust and sand, and the tortoise shells were covered with rust and gradually covered by layers of wind and sand.

Bell –

The low and heavy bell rang in the distance, and the whole world was still echoing repeatedly, mixed with the old woman telling the history in the background, and the soprano began to chant loudly.

[When the Inheritance Flame is extinguished, the bell will ring all around]

The ancient city was dark and withered, there was no sound, no life.

[And then awaken the ancient salary kings in the coffin]

Melodious tunes, sharp turns, she is still telling us the pale history.

In the dark and sharp underground cavern, a puddle of black mud poured out of the ground, mixed with this golden point of light—

【The Dark Sage - Eldridge】

In the black dust, figures wearing black pointed hats and holding black heavy swords in their hands stood up from the ground one by one.

【Watcher of the Abyss - Flange Immortals】

A large knife pierced into the ground, dusty, and the huge figure's ashy skin shone with orange-red fire.

He wore a black crown on his head, opened his mouth and roared with despair and sorrow, and the embers on his body began to burn, completely igniting his entire body!

[and the lonely king of the capital of sin, the giant king Yum]

He rose from his throne, his huge figure shrouded in darkness, and all he could see was endless oppression and suffocation.

The band's chorus and playing are at their peak, and only a storm can knock down a tree.

[However, the kings will definitely give up the throne]

The violin sings loudly with a melodious female voice.

A pair of hands as white as jade held the black metal hollow eye mask on the countertop, and a few candles fluttered in the wind.

The silver-haired girl knelt on the ground, gently putting the blindfold on her face, she raised her head slightly, facing the oncoming light, as if she was looking forward to and fantasizing about the future.

[And the embers without fire will come one after another]

The chorus of singing in the background never goes out, and the drums and bells never stop.

[That's a nameless, can't become a firewood, and cursed immortal]

In the darkness, a fire burned brightly—

[But because of this]

[The embers are so hungry for embers.] 】

The image disappears, and when the words of the dark souls resurface, the flames rise, and the words in the flames become brightened, like firewood calcined in the flames.

The scene was silent, as if everyone had not yet woken up from the shock just now.

After a few moments, the whole room erupted in thunderous applause, and when the first applause rang out, the entire venue was already covered with applause.

"! it? Damn?! Yinzi exhaled heavily, and the devil knew that he couldn't help but hold his breath since the bell rang.

"I can't go to the site this time...... It's really a big loss......" he opened his mouth and muttered, and the barrage exploded instantly.

'The old thief secretly prepared the ultimate? ’

'Gan! I could hear the screams of the people in the room. ’

'I thought the Bloodborne Curse was already his limit, and who knew there was a more wonderful Dark Souls?' ’

'Awesome! - (Broken Version!) ）’

'Sprout awe! Black Star is awesome! ’

'The fire will be extinguished, but the king will not be seen!!' ’

', the moment I saw the giant king Yum stand up, my whole body trembled, what kind of giant thing is this? ’

……

"It's just a game show, and I've never regretted being there." Yinzi opened his mouth and muttered, he could even imagine what the state would be like after today, as long as the old thief participated.

The trailer is full of mystery and epicness, giving players plenty of room for reverie.

Even people who don't like to play games will feel the urge to give it a try when they see the screen.

When the voice of the old woman telling the story sounded, the picture design and style were all in line with what the player wanted, and the same thought arose in everyone's hearts, this is the dilapidated world I imagined in my heart.

The picture is broken and heavy, and the whole world is a sad song.

One of the things that excites players the most is that this is the game of the old thief.

And the old thief never relies on the picture to make games.

And this deep-rooted concept is implanted in people's brains by relying on one excellent game after another.

The old thief was still talking about some game design concepts of Dark Souls on stage, and the people watching the live broadcast couldn't listen to it anymore, and everyone's minds were still burning firewood and huge kings under the cloud-shrouded darkness.

Brother Yin's mind was blank, and he could only look at the barrage, trying to feel emotional resonance from here.

'Just went to take a look, the console is sold out!!Who TM is so fast?' ’

'The next-gen console hasn't been released yet, and the previous generation has been sold out?' ’

One thing to say, there is no problem with the new machine being backward compatible, and the old machine is not a problem with the upward compatibility of one generation. ’

……

Yinzi clicked on the official sales website of Xbox, and when he saw the word sold out, the whole person was in a trance.

Do you still remember that someone scolded him not long ago, 'Is it your kid who is big brother in 00 Tun, BB machine in 03 Tun, and PHS in 05 Tun? ’

He looked at the host next to the countertop, and was finally able to respond with confidence,

You scold again!

(End of chapter)