Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 288 Dragon Hunter

"What a filial son they are! I wouldn't be surprised if they went to pay their respects to the 'True Creator' one day."

Klein mentally scoffed; he still harbored some reservations about cooperating with the True Creator. But then he thought, although the True Creator was an evil god, at least He had never attacked Klein first.

On the contrary, it was Amon and Adam, one who tried to invade the gray fog and the other who tried to capture him, who were ultimately saved by Urelius, who believed in the true creator.

Compared to these two brothers, the true Creator is practically a benevolent being!

Klein pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Have you ever heard of the name Sassriel?"

Of the eight angel kings, three betrayed, two remained loyal, and two were devoted sons. Everyone's stance was clearly defined, except for the 'Dark Angel' Sasriel, who left not a single word in history.

Mobert paused for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said:

"Never heard of it."

The name of "Dark Angel" Sasriel vanished after the Cataclysm? Buried? Klein, based on this, confirmed a fact: could the "Dark Angel" truly have died in that betrayal?

Just then, the ascetic Snowman, facing the stone wall, spoke in a deep, hoarse voice:

"Sasriel is the 'Dark Angel,' the leader of the Angel Kings, and the one closest to the Lord."

Just then, the entire cave suddenly shook, and that familiar, frenzied, and violent aura descended rapidly!

Yulisian, the "King of the North," has come looking for us!

As Edward Longzel, the former Rune soldier who had taken over from the elf Shatas and was guarding the cave entrance, swayed slightly, he saw a massive figure descend from the sky and land on a huge rock covered in thick ice. The wings covered in a membrane did not fold down but continued to spread, almost blocking out the surrounding light.

The dreamlike armor plates, resembling solidified ice crystals, and the extremely ferocious, deep blue dragon eyes immediately caught Long Ze'er's eye!

He sensed the danger almost instinctively, and immediately grabbed his iron-black straight sword, leaping to the side and tumbling away from his original position.

The people inside the cave scrambled for cover, but in the cramped environment, there was no safety to speak of. The dragon's breath would bury everything in the cave and freeze its enemies completely.

But before that, a four-meter-tall giant had silently blocked the cave entrance, kneeling on one knee and planting a broad, straight greatsword in front of him.

A dawn-like light spread out, forming an illusory wall that protected everyone behind them—

There was a reason why they dared to choose caves as their shelter.

Almost at the same time that everyone was on high alert, the frost dragon "King of the North" Yulisian opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar!

"It was less of a roar and more of a scream... and why wasn't it breathing?"

The thought flashed through Grosser's mind, and he almost instinctively looked up at the dragon.

Behind the dragon covered in dazzling, dreamlike ice-blue armor plates, a dark shadow was rapidly approaching.

Those were two knights dressed in black armor, their faces covered by masks!

One of the knights leaped into the air, the ring on his chest blazing fiercely, the scorching flames filling the longsword in his hand, drawing a fiery crescent in the air.

Snapped!

As the flames melted, layers of ice crystals vanished, the dreamlike armor cracked, and the longsword slashed across the dragon's head, causing it to let out a deafening scream. Pale blue blood flowed out and quickly congealed, the frost dragon's ugly head shook wildly, and a gash that stretched from its back to its skull, almost tearing it apart, was exposed in the air, incredibly ferocious.

Only then did Grosser see the dragon's pitiful state clearly—

Apart from the newly added wound, it has many more scars on its body.

Especially its tail, where the thick and powerful dragon tail had disappeared, leaving only an ugly scar covered with ice crystals.

Amidst the dragon's screams, it dared not linger for a moment, flapping its membrane-covered wings and flying away into the distance.

It was clearly not something that was happening to Grosser and his group; they were just passing through.

"Who is that?"

Grosser stared blankly at the scene, somewhat bewildered.

Is there anyone else in this world who can chase and beat the "King of the North"?

Like Grosser, Klein also saw the black-armored knight and immediately recognized him:

"The Ringed Knight!"

Although it was only for a moment, the other person's face mask and the ring on their chest were so distinctive that it was hard not to recognize them.

Even the opponent's weapons were easily identifiable—

The Ringed Knight Straight Sword is the longest melee weapon in all of Dark Souls, bar none.

The reason why the Ringed Knight was able to injure the "King of the North" Yurisian from a distance, and even leave a wound on its massive body that was almost enough to tear it apart, was because the Ringed Knight's straight sword was long enough.

Using combat techniques, the Ringed Knight Straight Sword, imbued with flames, truly deserves to be called a forty-meter-long greatsword!

As expected, this Ringed Knight was likely summoned by the Embers.

Although not recorded in history, the Ringed Knights did participate in that dragon-hunting war. They fought alongside the Silver Knights, and although they did not learn the divine dragon-hunting miracles, their own dark power was enough to kill the legendary immortal ancient dragons.

This power even instilled fear in the gods, who deceived them into sealing them all within the Ringed City.

It is no exaggeration to say that the individual strength of the Ringed Knights is no less than that of the Silver Knights, and some of them are even stronger!

In dragon hunting, they are true experts, just like the Silver Knights.

"help!"

Grosser roared and charged out of the cave without hesitation, carrying a massive sword as wide as a door.

No matter who the knight is, as long as he helps hunt down the "King of the North," he's a friend!

Outside the cave, Edward Longzel, a former Loen soldier who had tumbled away from the first wave of attacks, saw Yurisian, the "King of the North," take flight, trying to distance himself from the ringed knights chasing him. He quickly steadied himself and thrust out his left palm without hesitation.

Then, he proclaimed in ancient Hermetic:

"No flying allowed in this area!"

Suddenly, the frost dragon's wings, which seemed to blot out the sky, appeared to be weighed by something ten or a hundred times its own weight, making flapping extremely difficult.

The "King of the North" immediately let out an angry roar, and the huge sound wave drilled into Longzel's ears, causing him to sway involuntarily.

With a whoosh, the sky-covering wings finally flapped down, whipping up the surrounding snow and frost, scattering them into the air. Despite the difficulty, Yulisian successfully took flight.

The 'Punishment Knight' Longzel's expression turned extremely solemn, and he uttered a sentence composed of ancient Hermes words once again:

"Those who violate this rule will be punished!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure sprang up, even faster than the Frost Dragon Yurisian's flight, as if he had been enhanced by an unknown power.

Ding!

Long Ze'er spread his body in mid-air, wielding his iron-black straight sword, and struck the 'King of the North' in the neck with an unerring aim.

In that spot, obvious cracks appeared on the ice-crystal-like armor plates, and the cracks spread slightly to the surrounding area, but this did not cause Yurisian to bleed or get injured.

Compared to the Ringed Knight, whose attack nearly tore the dragon apart, Longzel's attack was clearly lacking in power.

This frost dragon probably didn't even feel pain. Its dark blue eyes locked onto Longzel, its expression cruel and savage, and it roared as it opened its blood-red maw.

If I can't beat him, I can beat you, right?

It immediately raised its front paws, and Longzel, who was in mid-air, had nowhere to hide.

At the critical moment, a hurricane blew in, forcefully pushing the 'Punishment Knight' clad in black armor away. Yulisian's strike hit the void, creating an explosive sound, but missed its target.

As soon as the elven singer Shatas rushed out of the cave, she acted without hesitation and saved Longzel's life.

Despite the obstruction of several people, the Ringed Knight finally caught up with the Frost Giant again!

The knight wielding the flaming straight sword swung it again at the dragon's neck, causing the dragon, which was already pursuing Longzel, to sense the danger and roar as it swooped down—

Even for it, flying is not so easy due to the influence of the 'Punishment Knight'.

And it's impossible to evade enemy attacks while flying.

Therefore, instead of maintaining a rigid flight posture, it's better to dive downwards—

While we're at it, let's run over that damn elf!

Wow!

Flames ripped through the sky, melting the ice and snow, and raising the surrounding temperature.

But the attack missed its mark. The swooping dragon dodged the knight's slash and, like a rapidly diving airplane, the 'King of the North' Yulisian, adhering to the traditional spirit of the dragon, swooped down towards the petite elf below.

No one doubted the power of the dragon's charge; it was absolutely certain death!

At that moment, a reassuring gray-blue figure rushed forward and blocked the 'King of the North's' dive route!

The giant Grosser knelt down once more and planted the broadsword, which was completely unusable by humans, in front of him.

A light like the dawn appeared, erecting an unbreakable, invisible wall.

Boom!

The collision between the frost dragon and the giant Grosser was like a terrible explosion, shattering all the surrounding snow and ice and pushing them outwards.

Grosser failed to defend himself and was sent flying like a ball, rolling past Shatas and crashing into the mountainside with a thud.

It knocked down the snow and icicles above, nearly causing an avalanche.

Yurisian did not retreat, but simply stopped in place. Its hind legs touched the ground as its dive was interrupted, its body leaned forward, its neck swung, and its mouth opened towards the elven singer, Shatas.

However, at that moment, a dark figure descended from the sky.

It's another Ringed Knight!

Unlike the knight wielding a forty-meter-long flaming straight sword, this knight held two broad greatswords in his hands, the shape of which was almost comparable to Grosser's weapons!

He combined the two greatswords into one, the blade igniting with crimson flames that could almost boil the air, and swung it toward the head of the "King of the North"!

La!

Its dreamlike scales shattered layer by layer and completely melted under the flames.

The flesh hidden beneath the scales was exposed to the flaming greatsword, which sliced ​​and pierced it without any resistance.

pat!

The dragon's head rolled off, its body trembled, and it crashed to the ground with a thunderous roar, resembling a small mountain formed from melted ice and snow.

Within its body, streaks of pale blue to white light burst forth, stirring its flesh and blood, rapidly transforming the enormous dragon corpse into a thick, tall double door covered in white snow.

"Is that all?"

Grosser, the giant who had just gotten up from the ground, was still somewhat confused.

He had expected it to be a bloody battle, and it was indeed going to be—

As a giant, he couldn't even withstand a single blow from the King of the North and was sent flying.

If a real fight breaks out, it will probably end in total annihilation.

But with the help of those two unknown knights, the battle was won with remarkable ease.

Even without their involvement, the King of the North would not escape the pursuit of those two knights; it would just take a little longer.

All eyes were drawn to the illusory gate covered in snow.

Without needing to be said, everyone knew that was the door to escape.

"Hello……"

Grosser got up from the ground and waved to the two black-armored knights with a good-natured smile.

However, the two knights only glanced at him before their figures vanished in an instant.

Ring ring!

The sound of bells ringing came from the air.

Grosser turned around and saw Ember walking out of the cave with the Soul-Summoning Bell in his hand.

Ember put away the bell and said:

"It's time to leave."

The elf Shatas asked hesitantly:

"Did you summon those two knights?"

Ember nodded slightly:

"Yes, I was afraid of wasting time, so I sent them to find the King of the North ahead of time."

"..."

Shatas remained silent; she had initially harbored some doubts about Ember.

I think this person likes to boast and is completely unreliable.

The moment they met, he said he was going to the Giants' Court, and then he even offered to help Grosser advance to Sequence 4. Isn't this clearly a case of him taking advantage of Grosser's gullibility and deliberately fabricating lies to gain his trust?

But now, upon closer inspection, Xia Tass suddenly realized that what the other party said might not have been entirely a lie.

"In any case, let's leave first."

Grosser, as if afraid they would start arguing, quickly offered a few words of advice and strode towards the door.

Klein stepped forward and looked around, discovering that the pale blue blood that had previously flowed from the 'King of the North' had completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Sure enough, a manifested, almost real monster appeared... Klein fell behind, watching Grosser take a few steps forward, bend slightly over, and place his palms on the door.

Ember did not stop him, but instead raised his hand and flicked a wisp of flame toward the door.

Suddenly.

The door, which was originally covered in ice and snow, burst into flames and transformed into a fiery gate in the blink of an eye.

"this……"

Grosser looked back at Ember with some confusion.

Ember didn't explain, but simply said:

"Just in case, please open the door."

Without much hesitation, the giant pushed open the snow-covered gate with a sudden burst of strength.

Without a sound, everything that everyone saw became illusory, then transparent, and disappeared.

Rows of brownish-yellow bookshelves quickly came to mind, as did the orange sun that had already set below the horizon outside the window.

A table appeared, with a pen, an ink bottle, and paper on it.

(End of this chapter)