Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 957 939.Gwendelin

"Thank you for your hospitality, Your Holiness."

Macdonald's figure is no different from that of the Deep Church period, like a round potato pressed against a larger, rounder potato.

"The flesh of the Moon Nobles is indeed delicious. Even the last trembling of life is more joyful than that of commoners."

"But I have to say that the master has been looking forward to that 'dinner' for a long time. This is really good news worth celebrating."

"Of course." Sullivan responded calmly.

"I have almost divided the power of Cold Lie Valley, and now no other power can pose a threat to the great Eldridge."

"Please let him come from his hiding place. Dinner is on the table."

Archbishop Macdonald simply wiped his mouth and dragged his round body towards the distance.

And looking at the retreating back of the White Sect Archbishop, the corners of Sullivan's mouth under the mask also turned up slightly.

Eldridge predicted the coming of the Deep Sea Age and gathered strength to survive that difficult time.

There is no doubt that the Age of Fire has come to an end.

Smart people should always find a way out for themselves.

Eldridge will become a god in the new era because of this special profound power.

Serving the gods, and making yourself stronger and benefiting in the process, Sullivan knows this pattern of action all too well.

Couldn't be more skilled.

Even if the Age of Fire ends, he still has the confidence to survive, and the God of the Deep Sea Age will be 'served' without him.

Even controlled by him.

But in all the plans, there is still a little untimely noise.

It would be best to have one person who 'serves' the gods.

If too many people follow, it will only dilute the strength and become a burden.

Sullivan rubbed the luxurious gold and silver bracelet on his arm and watched MacDonald's retreating back with interest.

Although the number of bishops brought out from the Netherworld Church was far less than he expected, it caused some problems with some of his arrangements.

But it's also a good thing. At least when I clean them up, I won't encounter more resistance.

Just waiting for Macdonald to take Eldridge into Anor Londo's palace and finish Gwendelin. These White apostates were completely useless to Sullivan.

On the contrary, it is still an obstacle to the struggle for power.

The fewer people he serves, the more Eldridge, a god from the Deep Sea Age, will rely on him, become inseparable from him, and eventually be controlled by him.

Looking back at the deep and majestic ancient palace for the last time, Sullivan chuckled and turned to leave.

He didn't want to stay around while Eldridge was red-eyed from 'dining'.

——

".?!"

Riding on the back of Qilin, the half-dragon girl behind her had an arm around Lan En's waist. But while moving forward, Lan En suddenly felt an unexplained chill.

Just like the time when the world fell into lightless darkness, countless carnivorous bugs crawled out of the darkness in the body, eating the body from the inside out.

This is the echo of some kind of power.

Lan En had this understanding in his mind for no reason.

Eldridge gets moving!

"Qilin, jump right over! Speed ​​up!"

The witcher patted the horse's neck and greeted it.

Qilin snorted with a snort and blew out a burst of hot white smoke from his big nostrils in response.

The muscles and bones were tense, and the ancient dragon of the New World showed more speed!

"Oh~ why are you?"

Youershika, who was jolted, subconsciously hugged Lan En's waist tighter and asked in confusion.

But before she could finish asking, Lan En's slightly heavy voice sounded.

"I felt Eldridge close! That deep darkness!"

You'ershika was silent for a moment, and then tried harder to use her memory to find a shortcut to shorten the time.

The ruins of Anor Londo, even if only a part of the old divine capital was relocated, is majestic enough.

The Gothic architectural style has a gloomy grandeur, but most of the towering buildings don't even have guardrails, and the road leads directly to the cliff.

It adds a sinister temperament.

During this period, they passed a hall. There were three empty seats in the circular hall, but only two had statues that fit the size.

There was a statue in the middle space that Lan En had seen in Rosalia's memory.

It was a strong old man with shaggy beard and hair, King Ge Wen of Black Salon.

The statue on Gwen's right is a plump, beautiful woman wearing a hood, with only a gentle smile on her lower face.

The left side is completely empty, as if a statue has been removed.

Logically speaking, there must be a statue of Gwendelin, the heir of the God Clan, somewhere here.

But now that time is running out, Lan En no longer has the leisure to get to the bottom of it.

All the way up, according to Yurshika, she compared the information with Leonard's. The former Sunshine Princess was now Rosalia.

The dormitory is at the highest point of this ruins.

Sullivan had coerced Youershika and the remaining forces of Irushil so many times to make concessions, but in fact he only said that "Gwendelin was placed in the abandoned church".

There are many abandoned churches among the ruins.

Every god has his own church.

So Youershika didn't even know where his brother was.

But after Lan En came here, the darkness in his body that became active due to being close to Eldridge brought him contrast.

The cannibal King Xin is walking all the way up.

The answer is already obvious.

Qilin's hooves stepped on the ground of Anor Londo that had been there for tens of thousands of years. High and far ahead, at the end of an upward stone staircase was a majestic and cold palace.

Without dismounting, Youershika asked Lan En to prepare to charge forward.

There are silver knights patrolling the steps. The appearance of these ancient knights who only regard Gwendolin's orders as their highest instructions at present in this long-abandoned ruins further proves that Lan En is right.

Youershika is now sitting behind Lan En, and she ensures that these knights will not hinder them.

"The main entrance is closed!"

Lan En hurriedly explained the situation to the back, and Youershika responded without any delay.

"Turn left, there is a side door!"

The feeling in the demon hunter's heart became stronger and stronger.

Those darknesses are becoming more and more active!

Eldridge was approaching. Although he had not yet seen the disgusting body like a puddle of asphalt, the atmosphere of the entire scene was affected by that profound power.

People can't help but feel sticky, dirty, and dark. It's like the body is stained with foul-smelling sewage.

It's as if even the light and shadows have been contaminated by something, covered with a filter.

Waves of murmurs that he couldn't hear or understand began to appear out of thin air in Lan En's ears.

"Mentos, can you block it?"

The demon hunter suppressed the anger, panic, and other negative emotions that were inexplicably aroused, while asking the biological brain.

"Trying. I can slightly modify the vision and hearing, but the final impact comes from a deeper level, that is, the 'hidden darkness', which cannot be completely eradicated, sir."

"I understand, try your best to suppress it, I can overcome it."

Qilin rushed into the palace from the side door.

He passed by a giant blacksmith who didn't know whether he was not hostile himself or because of the presence of Youershika.

After walking up several flights of stairs, you reach the main hall of the palace.

Entering the palace gate in front of you, you will see a desolate scene.

The originally majestic marble columns have become mottled and peeled off, and the once regular cut surfaces have become pitted.

There are no longer large, flat stones on the ground, but broken stones scattered everywhere.

Slender windows were opened on the walls on both sides of the palace, and the cold moonlight shone down diagonally. Dust was flying in the beams of light, and the hanging white gauze was fluttering in the wind.

"Who is it?"

I don't know if it's because I'm too weak, but the voice coming from the dormitory seems to be indistinguishable between men and women.

At least Lan En didn't tell the difference the first time.

Until Youershika lost the calmness on her face, called "brother" and ran upwards.

Lan En also got off his horse and told Qilin seriously: "Eldridge is very close, don't relax."

Qilin, who was wearing a harness and headgear, nodded seriously, his ruby-like eyes becoming serious.

It's also reliable when needed.

Then, Lan En followed Youershika and walked towards the upper floor of the palace.

It was a huge bed, and the legendary [Shadow Sun] and [Dark Moon God] were lying on it.

Weak and tired, his long pale hair was messy and spread out, and his eyes were almost lifeless.

And on his lower body, what sticks out from the skirt is not his legs, but several snake-like limbs.

It's just that these snakes don't have a sinister and cold-blooded feel. Instead, they have a more sacred feel, like they are reflected in the cold moonlight.

Similarly, Gwendelin's appearance also prevented Lan En from distinguishing between men and women immediately.

Although Lan En's face was so handsome that it could be called coquettish, overall, at first glance, it was clear that he was a very courageous man.

Gwendelin's face has a kind of softness, and even the figure lying on the bed is a bit soft.

"Youershika?"

Gwendelin's eyes that were looking at the sky turned sideways and saw the half-dragon girl running towards the bed.

"Why are you, ahem, here? Lord Sullivan said that you have prepared the Dark Moon Sword to support Lothric. Ahem, who is this?"

"Brother." Youershika did not reply, but directly told the truth. "Sullivan has overstepped his duty and rebelled against the gods!"

After Gwendelin heard this, he did not move his eyes away at first, but still looked at Lan En with a strange look.

Then it was difficult to even turn his eyes to look at his sister.

"Sarivan Qing is loyal and wise, how can you criticize him to this extent?"