When he got closer, Lan En realized that the way the guy on the other side wrapped his head and shoulders in sackcloth was very similar to that of those pilgrims.

Wrap your face around your head, and you can't see what your face looks like.

And then, when he was still four or five steps away from Lan En, the Demon Hunter's eyesight and experience made Lan En suddenly realize that the other party's muscle movement was a little abrupt.

However, the two knives in the opponent's hand are short knives with the length of a small arm, and now they should not be at the attack distance.

This anomaly made Lan take a cautious step back.

Since the other party is optimistic about the distance of four or five steps before making a move, then I will vacate a distance of six or seven steps.

And just when this step back is just finished.' Whoosh'!

From under the linen wrapped around his head and shoulders on the opposite side, a long neck suddenly stretched out!

A large snake head was attached to the front of its neck, and it bit into the air a few centimeters in front of Lan En with a 'click' sound, making the sound of teeth clashing.

This is not an individual, or rather an ordinary person.

It's a snake man!

His limbs are very similar to those of a human, especially in this time of crisis, when people don't have time to clean the dull stains and blackness on their bodies.

The result is that the skin is no different from the snake man's dirty scales at first glance.

The two short knives in the snake man's hand, in the eyes of a warrior of Lan En's level, are almost equivalent to revealing his fighting style.

The two knives were not thick, but rather winding and rugged, and they were bifurcated.

At first glance, it is a dexterous weapon that can inflict cruel wounds.

Therefore, Lan En's eyes had already quietly divided half of his attention on his feet.

Sure enough.

After a sudden bite and bite, the snake man who was approaching quickly did not attack Lan En directly.

Instead, it shows a kind of ethereal feeling that is rare for warriors in this world.

He kicked his leg slightly, and it floated sideways like a piece of paper for a distance of four steps.

If you're dealing with some steady, but not too agile knights, this kind of posture must be annoying.

But in the face of Ran

The witcher just lowered his body, and then thrust a kick into his ankle as he drifted sideways.

With excellent vision, timing, and crisp execution. The snake man's pace had just started when he was kicked away by Lan En.

Then he became a rolling gourd himself.

As he rolled, the 'poof' of the blade into the flesh sounded several times.

It was the sound of two odd-shaped short knives he was holding, slicing into his body in the tumble.

These snake people seem to be similar to the snakes in Lan's impression, they don't roar or scream, even if they are in pain to death, they are quiet and dead.

There's an eerie ruthlessness.

The odd-shaped twin knives bled through him, making his sackcloth wet and slimy.

But he got back to his feet and pounced on Lan En in silence.

Lan En could only frown, and when he suddenly stretched his neck again, he accurately stuck the moment to get out of the way, and at the same time stabbed him in the head from the side with the sword of the Lake Maiden, nailing it to the wall.

The snake man's body and brain were nailed to the wall, but his legs and feet were still stepping on the stone and brick floor several times without strength, and finally he slowly became paralyzed.

He didn't ask for any useful information, but after examining the corpses of the snake people, Lan En came to some conclusions.

They have cocoons on their hands that have been toiling for a long time.

That's a mark from the use of a tool, not a weapon.

These snake people are supposed to be the builders of this secret passage.

They must have heard the movement of themselves fighting with Othroace, so the snake people began to clean themselves up.

It is similar to the ancient reason that the craftsmen who built the mausoleum for the emperor should be buried in the tomb.

It's just that those craftsmen were sealed in the mausoleum by coercion.

There was no sign of fierce fighting in this secret passage, so Lan En thought they were cleaning themselves up.

Walking past the corpses of these loyal Secret Passage Builders, Lan En made his way to a deeper room.

There was a knight facing the doorway, in a posture that resembled a 'cross-legged slump'.

This posture made Lan En feel a little disobedient.

Because this pose is common in Eastern spiritual scenes, it is now posed in a Gothic building by the corpse of a knight in European plate armor.

What made Lan En frown even more was the layout of this room.

Priest Emma said, 'Keep going,' but it seemed to be a closed room.

"There's no reason for Priest Emma to lie, sir."

Mentos mentally analyzes the current situation and reminds the subject.

"I agree." Lan En also looked around, "So, could it be the Magic Gate?" ”

The cat's eyes grew dark.

[Vision] is on.

Really.

Directly across from the door to the room, there was a path behind the wall.

The original thick wall did not exist at all in the [Spiritual Vision].

Lan walked over and pushed his shoulders slightly against the wall, and the entire wall vanished like a phantom.

"The tricks of the spellcaster are sometimes really common across the world."

The witcher pouted and complained.

A phantom wall that blends in with the environment, and he'd seen an introduction to this trick in the library of Eritusa.

Warlocks often use it to hide their labs, or safe houses.

Walking forward, the ground here is not even paved with stone bricks, pure earth and stone floor.

This also means that Len has finally made it to the other side of the mountain range where Lothric City is located.

After reaching the end, there is a height difference of about five or six meters.

Lan En first looked cautiously and made sure that he could return easily before he landed in a small jump.

At this point, I lost the barrier of the building, and I could see the sky again.

But after Lan En glanced at the sky, he felt that the situation was even less optimistic.

It's darker in the sky.

The flames are getting weaker and weaker.

It seems to be a cemetery, where various sarcophagi are placed.

Lan En still walked all the way forward according to the description of the priest Emma.

On the way, he also met two grave keepers who were exactly the same as those in the cemetery in front of the secluded church.

After revealing to them the small flag they had received from the priest, the two grave keepers, who had rarely kept their senses, put away their twin knives, which were specially designed to bleed the undead.

"But. . . Escorting that. The team of captives, it's been a long time. ”

Although they have not yet turned into living corpses and wandering spirits that have completely lost their minds, the words and thoughts of the two grave guards are no longer good.

I could only stumble and stumble in Lan's consultation, recalling with difficulty.

"How long has it been?" Lan En's brows furrowed slightly, "How long is it?" Can it be specific to the day? ”

"God?" A grave keeper with sunken cheeks repeated the word, as if he had to struggle to remember what 'heaven' was.

In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly, and even the tattered hood on his head swayed.

"No, I don't remember, I don't remember anything anymore."

"And I saw the prince's. The fireproof woman is a woman who learns crystallization magic. She, she took a group of people and took the captive forward. ”

The fireproof woman sounds like a person who prevents flames.

But in fact, this is a very high-status title and position in this world religion.

This position has to do with their duties: when a candidate for the Salary King who can spread fire appears, the Fire Girl will provide all the help to the hero who maintains the world and help him become the Salary King.

The original meaning of the fire prevention woman is 'the woman who prevents the flame from going out'.

Becoming a fireproof woman is the ultimate ideal and goal of the saints in the sect.

Prince Lothric is a candidate for the Salary King, and of course he has his own fireproof girl.

And the prince's fire-fighting girl didn't move after escorting the captured hero forward.

Taken together, these elements gave Lan En a bad feeling.

"Thank you." Lan thanked them and blessed them at the same time.

"Hold on a little longer, and hopefully you'll still be able to bathe in the flames."

The two grave keepers nodded numbly, they also raised a few dogs here, but those dogs also had a light or heavy mutation as the flames became weaker and weaker.

Their souls are also being lost, and the anomalies of their souls are reflected in their bodies.

"Go whatever you want, Your Excellency. Just be careful of the fork in the road over there, not over there. Recently? A long time ago? Ah, I can't tell the time, but there's a crystalline lizard running out there. ”

The grave keeper said to Rann as he groomed his mutated dog.

"As long as you don't mess with it, it won't mess with you."

"Thanks for the reminder."

Lan nodded to them, and continued along the road.

Along the way, it can still be seen that this cemetery connected to the fire sacrifice ground was originally managed by managers.

It's just that as the first fire weakened, the curses of the undead increased, and most of the cemetery guards also became undead, and finally turned into geists, wandering aimlessly on the roads that were originally patrolled.

These were all assumptions that Lan En had made from the undead on the road, from the corpses that had not yet reawakened.

Yes, corpses.

Before Lan En came here, someone had already walked through the road.

"The blade is light and thin, and the edge of the knife is familiar to me. He is very precise in his attacks, and he is used to cutting flesh directly around defenses."

Lan's fingers ran over the incision in the geist's neck as he muttered the information he had gathered.

"A master of knives can even be called 'experts'. And it is. Too knife? ”

Lann looked down the road.

It was too dark now, and Lan En had to light a glass lantern on his waist.

Behind the witcher crouching down to examine the corpse of the geist, a small blood-red vortex appeared on the ground and slowly swirled, raising an equally blood-red humanoid shadow.

The shadow was a tall, conservatively dressed woman, holding a staff with a large spherical crystal at the tip of her hand.

After rising silently from the small blood-colored vortex, she slowly walked behind the witcher with a calm face and low footsteps.

And in her left hand, she clutched a sharp dagger.

(End of chapter)