The bridge into the city at Lo Lick is of equal width along the entire route.

It is a stone brick bridge that can accommodate ten horses side by side at the same time.

Starting from the gates of Lothric and ending at the gates of the undead settlements, passing through the fortress of Fran.

The bridge is almost the most important 'high-speed access' in the region.

As a result, Lane can also see that Lothric has done an excellent job of protecting the bridge.

Every other section, a small gatehouse is erected on the deck of the bridge.

Like the city gates, if you want to violently rush straight from the bridge to Lothric, then these small gatehouses will probably take on similar duties to the city gates at the right time.

Segmentation separates intruders and consumes their living forces.

From the moment Lan En led the Qilin out of the gate of the undead settlement, he saw a giant creature on a bridge in the distance.

It was a grayish-white, stone-like creature.

A large, powerful, demonic body with a small pair of small wings disproportionate to its body on its back, and a giant hammer in its hand that seemed to be made directly from stones.

He is about the same height as a giant slave, but he has a better sense of heaviness.

Is it some kind of local creature, or is it the product of Lothric's magical technology?

Lane didn't know, but he just wanted to cross the bridge quickly and get to Lothric in peace of mind. Therefore, I don't want to provoke this fierce-looking bridge guard at all.

Lane followed the others in the direction of Lothric.

The 'others' here are the 'pilgrims' in the Sun Knight's mouth just now.

These men had come from the south, and they wanted to admonish Prince Lothric to his face with his asceticism, hoping that he would throw himself into the flames.

In fact, Lenn wasn't even quite sure if these guys were 'human'.

Their bodies were wrapped in a black cloth wrapped around their bodies, and their calves and arms occasionally showed so thin that they looked like old branches.

The black cloth wrapped around the whole body stretched all the way to the head, revealing only a swarthy hole in the face, making it difficult to see the face in the hole.

And the most striking thing is the stone turtle shell on their backs.

Even though their bodies were already so weak, they still used iron chains to tie a large shield-like stone turtle shell to their backs.

That turtle shell still looks like a solid guy!

As a result, the pilgrims were all staggering and unable to stand on their own, and each of them had to hold on to a long cane with an incense burner in order to stagger forward.

Everyone unconsciously let out a short-term gasp and a low wail.

Suffering unspeakable pain and despair, but still walking, maybe that's what 'pilgrimage' meant in the first place?

Show your piety with your own suffering, and then move forward towards the sacred place, thirsting for mercy.

Lane didn't understand the idea, but he wouldn't interfere with it.

The pilgrims were numerous, and they had been heading towards Lothric for a long time.

According to the Sun Knights, their most recent group was half an hour earlier than Ranne.

But because their progress was so difficult, even the witchers could see that many pilgrims had simply fallen to the ground after a few steps, unable and unable to stand up, and died in the same place.

So it didn't take a few steps for Lan to enter the pilgrim's advancing ranks.

This painful, desperate, yet persistent march forward, with a silent shock and fear.

Walking in it, Lan En was still able to maintain his expression.

But the unicorn was always startled and dodged the pilgrims on the way, and the flannel ball on its back was nervously looking left and right, fidgeting.

Both of them were warriors who could calmly deal with danger in battle, but in the midst of a crowd of pilgrims who looked weak to death, the strange heaviness of the atmosphere made them feel that something was wrong.

There was a dying murmur everywhere, and even the breath of death in the grave was no stronger than in the crowd of pilgrims.

The pain of these people can be felt even by onlookers. It's not as comfortable for them to live as to be dead.

Lan En led the Qilin, subconsciously wanting to hurry through the crowd that made them feel uncomfortable.

Seeing others mutilating oneself is psychologically damaging even for bystanders.

Although Lan En's figure was already very prominent among the pilgrims, because he didn't know the rules of Lothric, Lan En didn't ride on the back of the unicorn to make himself more eye-catching.

What if people don't allow horseback riding on the bridge?

So the witcher just led the unicorn and walked forward quickly.

There were a large number of pilgrims, and groups were advancing on almost every section of the giant bridge.

After walking for a while, Lan finally came to the 'Bridge Guard'.

It's a living thing, not some kind of magical constructor.

As Lan passed through it, he could perceive the creature's breath and the muscle activity within it through his sensitive senses.

Standing far away just now, Lan En realized that this demonic creature not only felt a little like a rock, but also had plant roots growing everywhere on its body, making it impossible to tell what it was.

But one thing is certain: this guy is indeed a well-behaved 'bridge guard'.

Pacing around here is just a duty of defense, and there is no threat to pedestrians on the bridge.

Lane walked past the creature, its massive body, even if it wasn't fast, it could carry a heavy wind.

And every time the strong recurved legs stepped on the ground, the footsteps could cause a tremor on the nearby bridge deck.

The sturdy and heavy stone bricks make a slight collision sound at the joints.

The sheer weight is evident.

This huge, heavy creature is mainly paced and guarded by a small gatehouse.

And as Lan followed the bustling pilgrims past the lower doorway of the small gatehouse, the majestic city of Los Ric in the distance was already revealing its outline.

"It doesn't seem like a surprise, it's coming soon."

Lan En looked at the huge mountain city that almost occupied half of the mountain range in the distance, and whispered to the unicorn and the flannel ball.

The more something is missing, the more emphasis is placed on it.

Lan En said 'no surprise' in his mouth at this time, in fact, he felt a sense of abnormality in his heart at this time.

Maybe it's the desperate and stubborn atmosphere of the pilgrims, or maybe it's the heavy footsteps and tremors of the huge creature behind it.

Anyway, he felt a little wrong, but he couldn't say what was going on.

"Hu Fan~"

Strong winds, and the sound of wide wings swaying in the air, came from the sky.

Lan En raised his head silently, and then frowned unconsciously.

The dragon knight of Lothric is here.

——

As the top of the world, Lothric is a kingdom of fire, and its sphere of influence extends to all corners of this post-fire world, including secluded churches, undead settlements, and the fortress of Fran that has only heard rumors but has not yet visited

All the places that Len has touched and heard since he came into this world seem to have traces of Lothric's intervention.

But this was the first time Len had seen Lothric's direct forces.

It is rumored that Lothric was originally a kingdom of dragon hunters, which is in line with the action plan of the Protoss to exterminate the ancient dragons at the beginning of the Age of Fire.

But later, the Knights of Lothric began to fight side by side with the dragons.

Even in the national heraldic sequence of Los Ric, the pattern of the double dragon banner appears.

How this 180-degree shift was caused, Len didn't know.

The history of the Lothric royal family stretches for tens of thousands of years, and historians who can understand the secrets and origins of this country's history are estimated to be rare in the world, let alone Lane, a foreigner.

It's just that Lan En can be sure that the so-called 'dragons' of the Rosric knights are just a group of descendants who have inherited the thin bloodline of ancient dragons, flying dragons.

The ancient dragon of this world is also a standard multi-limb skeleton with four legs and wings.

And according to the description of the books in the secluded church, they are more like inorganic life like stones, so they can be immortal.

They lived before the Age of Fire, so they don't have the concept of a 'soul' that appears with the first fire.

And right now, this huge wyvern: feet and wings, and the eyes reveal a smart ferocity.

This means that it has a thin blood and already has a soul.

At this point in time when even the age of fire is about to pass, the creatures of the previous era are already true legends.

The flying dragon in the sky carries the Knights of Lothric and circles around the bridge in the sky.

At the same time, it seems that some amplification is being used, shouting downwards.

"There are enough pilgrims in the city today."

As always, the knights' voices were loud when they wore their helmets.

And in the body of the Lothric Knight, the voice naturally carried an unquestionable tone.

"All the pilgrims stopped, waiting for tomorrow's place."

Lo Trick is at the top of the world, and the Knights of Lo Trick are invincible, something they have been accustomed to for thousands of years.

So even if the bridge is black and there is a crowd of pilgrims right now, and these pilgrims look like they are dying on the spot in the next second.

The knight of Lothric could still order them in a natural tone: wait here for a day, and see if tomorrow's quota is available to you.

Giving you the opportunity to set foot in this holy city, which is in charge of the fire ceremony, is enough to be grateful to Dade.

The 'bleeding eclipse' in the sky has been going on for so long that no one can tell which day it is.

And a vague sense of time can give people a deeper despair.

"Click".

The dragon, which had flown back and forth on the bridge several times, finally landed on a small gatehouse not far from the 'Bridge Guard'.

The dragon's claws clasped the observation tower on the gatehouse.

The whole dragon was lying on it, its long neck stretched downward, and its mouth was emitting flames from between its teeth with a 'grunt' in its throat.

(End of chapter)