The strength of the soul body is obviously inferior to that of the physical body.

After Len did that with his dagger at Klinsheed, the blood-red soul body collapsed to the ground, then turned into a dissipating particle of light.

It was only in Lan's hand that the parrying dagger was left.

The fact that a person's soul body can leave behind items after death made Lan En surprised again.

However, considering that this weapon is engraved with [Combat Skill] and belongs to an item that has been carved by soul power, this phenomenon is not unacceptable.

Lan En waved the block dagger in his hand slightly.

I found that as long as I concentrated on releasing the magic seal, I was able to use the [Combat Skill] engraved on the weapon.

And after using it, it feels a little more difficult than releasing the seal.

It seems that although he doesn't have a 'soul' that conforms to the concept of this world, if he only uses the weapons here, then he actually consumes something quite conventional, such as energy and physical strength.

Lan En put the blocking dagger in his hand, and unconsciously turned the knife flower, bringing a burst of brilliant knife light.

With his swordsmanship talent and accumulation, if he can use a certain technique through weapons, then it basically means that he will definitely master this technique himself.

[Block], this technique is quite interesting in his eyes.

After taking out the malevolent soul body of [Crystallized Daughter] Klinshid, Lan En was able to move on to the Fire Transmission Sacrifice Ground.

With the Witcher's comprehensive clues and observations, he basically sorted out the approximate reason for the change in the fire transmission ritual of Lothric.

Although it seems to be useless to this declining world, he is a little less confused.

Know who to target in this apocalyptic world of fire.

After continuing to walk a short distance on the slope of this cliff, a roofless circular ceremonial arena was already in sight.

The main body of the circular ceremonial arena is made of marble, and in the ring there are scattered small piles of candles.

In this increasingly dark environment, it seems ethereal, sacred, but insignificant.

Along the way, the corpses of the geys fell down the way, until Lan approached the arched gate of the ritual grounds.

The man who created the corpses also appeared in front of the witcher.

It was a lean man, with muscles under the skin sticking to the bones, obviously looking malnourished, but inexplicably making people feel very powerful.

He was dressed in tattered clothes, one might even say that he was just wrapped in a linen cloth.

The weapon on his waist was the same as Lan En's judgment, a very distinctive knife in this world.

A small glass lantern was placed at his feet, illuminating a very limited fire. And he stood leaning against the pillars of the arched gate, staring at the ceremonial arena with burning eyes.

Lan En looked him up and down the first time he saw him.

This is indeed a knife expert.

Whether it's a standing posture or a habitual movement of the hands. Even the tattered linen clothes.

The large number of holes in the garment should have been cut by a sharp weapon such as a sword, not the normal wear and tear of the garment after a long time.

And the clothes were cut by so many sword attacks, but there was not a drop of blood on the clothes, and the skin under the clothes was only thin and there were no scars.

Such a person, if you think about it, knows that he is an expert at playing with knives.

"Another one."

The man's voice was dry, but sharp.

As he spoke, he squinted at Lan En who was walking over, pressed his fingers on the scabbard, and slightly pushed away the blade that was fighting.

"You're also here to stop others from going to the fire sacrifice ground?"

Lan En had already guessed from the corpse on the road that there would be such a number one person as him in front of him, so he was not surprised to meet now.

The witcher walked over with the same stride, spreading his hands to his side to signal that he was not hostile.

"On the contrary, I think the two of us are on the same path."

"I want to ask you why you're standing here?"

Lan En's attitude was down-to-earth and unabashed. This kind of engagement strategy is a good way to let go of some of the hostility of the 'expert' in front of you.

At least his thumb pressed back the finger-width blade that had been pushed out of the scabbard.

"Me?"

His hand never left the scabbard.

"I'm here to find a good knife, and it's rumored to be near the fire rituals in Lothric."

"Looking for a knife?" Lan En was a little puzzled, "Now that even the first fire is weakened, and the order of the world is about to collapse, you are here to find a knife?" ”

"It's just looking for a knife." The expert said plainly and reasonably.

"Just when Lothric couldn't take care of it, he was about to come and look for a knife. For the rest, the first fire, the orderliness of the world. I don't care about that. I only care about good knives, and good knife skills. ”

"But it was a really good trip."

As he spoke, a sarcastic smile appeared on the expert's lean face.

He pointed to Lan En to the inside of the ritual arena.

"This is the only way to enter the fire sacrifice ground, but look at that."

Following the expert's finger, Lan En saw a tall figure standing in the center of the circular ritual arena, surrounded by several faint candles.

The man was a head taller than Ran's stature. Strong and intimidating.

He was dressed in dark silver armor with the appearance of a human face, and held a thick and heavy halberd in his hand.

He had blood on his halberd blade at this time, but he just stood there looking at the experts and Lan En at the door, as if as long as they didn't come in, then he himself was not ready to move.

The expert's fingers were lowered and rested back on the goalpost.

"The prisoner of Lothric's foreign war, who was supposed to replace the hero who was burned by the prince - Guda."

"Even more so for heroes who are willing to pay anything for their freedom and are bound by fate."

"There were people in the escort team who rebelled, and he must have negotiated terms with those people, and after he got rid of his shackles and picked up his weapons and armor again, he stayed here. No one was allowed to pass through, and even a black knight from the age of the gods was killed by him, and now all of them were turned to ashes. I don't know when I'll be able to reunite with my human form. ”

"Heh, it's really worthy of being a big hero who was selected as the salary king."

"If you don't go in, you'll be safe." The expert gestured to where the two men were standing, then to the ceremonial arena. "Once you enter, you won't rest until you die."

"But I don't think you're a person who would be intimidated and stop on your way to your goal."

Lan En's eyes were on Guda in the center of the ritual arena, but his mouth was talking to the expert.

"You're right, I can't give up halfway. I'm here for that good knife, and no one can make me give it up. ”

The expert said indifferently, whether Lan En saw it or not, he tapped his temple.

"But I don't want to die before I get my hands on the knife. So before I'm sure I can see through his moves and be able to defeat him. I'm not going to do it rashly. ”

Lan En glanced at the expert.

Listen to what it means. Is this person the type that first observes the enemy's moves and then mentally simulates the battle?

It's a very difficult kind of swordsman.

If such a swordsman accumulates deep enough and prepares for a long time, anyone who encounters it will have a headache.

After a moment of silence, Lan En walked straight past the expert and entered the ritual arena.

"Unlike you, I still hope that the first fire will not be extinguished by me, and it will go first."

The expert didn't move, just like Lan En just passed by him as an ordinary person.

"Whatever you want."

Both are fighters, and there is nothing to be pretentious about this situation. For the sake of their own goals, it is good to be prepared to work hard and see blood.

And at the same time that Lann crossed the expert and stepped inside the arched door.

Guda, who had been standing in place all along, raised his head slightly at the slight sound of armor parts colliding.

As experts say, stepping into this ritual arena is equivalent to starting a never-ending battle with Goodamor.

A clear sword light flowed from the scabbard on Lan's left waist.

The sword of the Lake Maiden was already unsheathed, and it subconsciously turned into a brilliant sword flower in Lan En's hand.

And in the center of the ceremonial field, the captured hero, who had never spoken a word from beginning to end, also clenched his halberd with a 'bang'.

The halberd, which was even taller than Guda, was lifted from the ground with a lot of movement.

The two people silently approached each other, and the killing intent that burst out from each other was also in this thick dark sky, making the already faint candlelight swaying even more.

"Bang!"

Guda, who was a lap bigger than Lann, suddenly jumped.

The impact of his feet caused the puddle in the middle of the ceremony hall to explode a two-meter-high splash!

The witcher raised his eyes slightly, this was the first time he had seen a warrior in this world who could jump more than three meters high.

Followed by

"Wow !!"

The explosion that almost tore the eardrum! And the sparkle is so dazzling!

At the same time, it erupts from the midpoint where the blades of the two intersect!

Lan En subconsciously clenched his teeth, and his apple muscles bulged slightly on his cheeks as a result.

Tremendous power!

His arms trembled uncontrollably, and even if he kept his body steady, the friction on the soles of his feet couldn't support Lan En to stay still.

With the sound of the soles of his leather boots rubbing against the slate, Lan slid backwards seven or eight meters on the ground before stopping.

And the hero Guda, who jumped over and condescended to assist the attack with his weight, his eyes under his strange helmet and visor widened suddenly.

In the past, he swung his halberd, and then the enemy on the opposite side flew into the sky when he should be in the sky, and rolled away when he should be beaten.

It's normal to even be directly hit by this, tearing off the body and armor piece by piece.

But that's the consequence of the enemy's weak body.

For him, the battle halberd is swung again and again, which is not a difficult move at all.

But just now, after intersecting with the enemy's blades on the opposite side, an inexplicable force actually made his smooth movements stuck!

With Guda's strength, even if this swing hits the solid rock wall, his halberd can directly 'dig' a trajectory of the swing on the rock wall and directly penetrate it!

But now, the halberd he swung out seemed to hit the mountain wall made of stainless steel, and it was bounced back!

This also caused the continuous slashing that should have been under super strength, and it was impossible to launch a follow-up attack after the first cut.

And when Lan En stabilized his body from the state of being impacted and slid backwards, the hero Guda just happened to pull his halberd back back to his normal combat posture.

There's no time to chase after you!

(End of chapter)