Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Dodging the living corpse that rushed towards him, the Silent Knight, Wu Huoyu hit his already rotten neck with the shield of his left hand. The edge of the shield was very sharp, and under his power

, chopped off the head of the living corpse with one blow.

The roar of another living corpse came from behind. Ashes simply turned his body slightly to avoid the guy who was attacking him with a short dagger in his hand. He was wearing a rusty iron helmet and

The tattered leather armor looked like he must have been a soldier before he was alive. The guy fell to the ground because he made too forward a move.

There was no mercy, his movements were like machinery. Ashes stepped forward, stepped on his back with his feet, and swung his sword. Small white light spots flew out of their bodies and slowly flew into Ashes's body.

in the body.

He drew his sword and continued walking forward, with corpses lying on the ground behind him.

The threat of living corpses to him was almost nonexistent, so he came all the way to the circular square where the mage had been. Standing on top of the high wall, he looked at the patrolling winged knight below. Ashes hung his shield on

Behind him, he held the sword in both hands and waited patiently for the Winged Knight to come to his feet. Then he saw the right moment and jumped down.

Without any further disturbance, the Winged Knight fell down without even having a chance to swing his weapon. He silently pulled out the sword from the gap between the Winged Knight's helmet and armor. The blade inevitably collided with the armor, making an unpleasant sound.

.

There was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and the knight did not dodge. The shield behind him took the blow on his behalf, and then turned around and slashed.

A head flew high, and he stepped past the fallen corpses. The corpses of Lothric knights scattered all over the square did not let him stop for a moment. When he walked out of the square, he saw the Lothric knights patrolling in twos and threes. The one closest to him

One has discovered him.

The armor of Knight Lothric is still bright, and his stature is much taller than that of the knight. The configuration of a giant shield and a spear in one hand is impeccable under normal circumstances, but Wuhuo Yihui still maintains that calmness.

, Or, does he have no feelings at all?

He dodged the spear thrust by the knight sideways. He grabbed the head of the spear with his backhand and pulled it back hard. The huge force caused the knight to stagger, but this small flaw was enough in his eyes.

.

There were no fancy tricks, just a simple straight thrust that killed him, ending this endless and meaningless patrol.

The second one arrived quickly, but Ashes launched the attack one step ahead of him. The simple long sword in his hand hit the Lothrik knight's helmet hard with the hilt. He was unconscious. This kind of attack would not be like a living one.

It can cause dizziness to him just like anyone else. But ashes is not the purpose.

Although he no longer felt dizzy, he still retreated due to the strength. Ashes took a step forward and stabbed him straight again, finishing him with one blow.

Pulling out their swords, the patrolling knights lost their minds, but they were not stupid. They had already surrounded them, and one of the knights in blue robes had his face open wide, with two scarlet lights flashing in his eyes. Seeing this scene, Ashes looked like

It was as if he had been stimulated by something. He was originally silent along the way, but now he let out a roar.

After the fight, there was only a mess left on the scene. Spots of light that were much thicker than the living corpses appeared on the knights' corpses, and slowly entered Ashes' body again. He held the blood-stained long sword and walked towards the top of the stairs.

Entered the church door.

Emma, ​​the officiant, raised her head. She had already heard the sounds of fighting coming from outside. But she didn't expect the ashes of Wu Huo to come so quickly: "Ah... I thought you would come a little later."

She took out a shabby little flag from somewhere, with a black background and a ring embroidered with gold thread. Only half of it was damaged at this time.

Emma continued: "My name is Emma, ​​and I am the chief priest of this city, Lothric. I am waiting here, but I have something to tell you... The kings have left this city. Take this small ring

Flag, the messenger will take you through the great city gate and take you to the bottom of the high wall..."

Ashes stretched out his hand to take the small ring flag, and Emma continued: "I give you this as a farewell gift."

"This is the emblem of an ancient oath. If you are worried about the intruders who come from nowhere, then use this emblem to summon the ancient blue guardian to hunt the dark spirits."

Facing the small coat of arms that Emma handed over again, Hui Jin did not take it. He spoke for the first time, and his voice was unexpectedly magnetic: "There is no need for this..."

He stretched out his hand and took off the iron glove on his right hand. There was a small tattoo on the back of his hand, an exquisite long sword intersecting with a silver ring. Emma's pupils shrank, of course she recognized what it was.

Her attitude suddenly changed and she quickly said: "Are you actually a Dark Moon Sword... I am stupid, too. How can I let the Dark Moon Sword join the Green Sect?"

Ashes silently put on his iron gloves.

Then, his voice came from under the helmet, without any emotion in it. Because of this, Emma could not guess his intentions: "...Here, there is the aura left by a powerful person."

"What?"

Emma was a little confused, but more shocked. The Ashes were heroes who had passed the fire once. After they were burned once as firewood, their memory, reason, and even everything would be taken away by the flames. It was helpless to be awakened again.

This also means that most of the ashes have no sense at all, they just follow the breath of the flames.

But the man in front of him not only had sense, he could even feel the breath left by the previous god...? Who was he before he was alive, no, before he spread the fire?

Emma thought about it, she took out her dagger, carefully handed it to Ashes, and asked: "Is the breath coming from this thing?"

Ashes did not take it. He stared at the dagger. After a while, he slowly said: "...Yes, who left this thing with you?"

Emma, ​​who wanted to fool him, looked at his emotionless eyes in the gap in his iron helmet, and her heart trembled, and she told the truth, or what she thought was the truth: "...it was a god who returned the favor to

I, he took action to save me, an old woman who wanted to commit suicide. Did I get infected with his aura at that time?"

Ashes shook his head: "It's more than that."

"What do you mean?" Emma was completely confused.

"This dagger... you should keep it well. It may save your life at a critical moment. Besides, he is not a god."

After saying that, he turned around and left, ignoring the officiant who was asking questions behind him. Ashes seemed to be carrying something else with him.