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Chapter 77: The Fire Is Going Out

Chapter 77: The Fire Is Going Out

Before the scene lit up, the old woman’s deep voice rang out in the darkness. Her tone was filled with memories, heaviness, and regret for history.

[Yes, this is Lothric.]

The bell rang, and the camera zoomed into the distant history. The sound of the wind was heard.

The world was dilapidated and murky. There was only wasteland shrouded in thick fog and dust. There were only decayed cities and broken statues. There were only gray rocks left.

Where was this place? The old woman answered.

[It’s the hometown of the Firewood Kings of the past generations, and also the place where drifting and converging occur.]

It was as if someone was standing and looking into the distance. The sunlight shone through the clouds and fog, illuminating the dilapidated city. Above the ruins, gray dust filled the air, wrapping around the ruins.

Under the golden sunlight, the city’s former glory could still be seen. The broken stone pillars and the eroded city still showed the thick epic.

Dust and dirt swept across the sky. The broken king was covered by the wind and sand, and the weathered stone wall was on the verge of collapse.

A deep band played in his ears, and the tone of the orchestral instrument began to rise sharply, as if it was telling the desolation of this period of history.

[Therefore, all the patrols are heading north.]

[And understood the meaning of the prophecy--]

In the sandstorm, the patrolmen were hunched over, holding a walking stick that looked like dried wood in their hands. Iron chains bound the tortoiseshell behind them.

Layers and layers of rags covered his entire head. He faced the sandstorm and continued to move forward. His footsteps were heavy, and the gray dust was thick. He could not see the road ahead clearly.

The sound of drums rang out, and the mixed sound of the zither became impassioned. The sunlight pierced through the dust, and the ancient royal city could be seen.

The fire will be extinguished

- However, I don’t see the king’s shadow.

The patrolman with the tortoiseshell on his back fell to the ground and was submerged in the endless dust. The tortoiseshell was covered in rust and was gradually covered by layers of sand.

Clang--

The deep and heavy bell rang in the distance, and the entire world was still echoing repeatedly. In the background, the old woman was narrating history, and the soprano began to sing loudly.

[When the legacy flame is extinguished, the bell will ring.]

The ancient city was dark and withered. There was no sound or life here.

[And awaken the ancient kings of firewood in the coffin.]

The melodious tune changed rapidly, and she was still telling us the pale history.

In the dark and sharp underground cave, a pool of black mud gushed out from the ground, mixed with the golden light.

[Profound Saint-Eldridge]

In the black dust, figures wearing black pointed hats and holding black heavy swords stood up one after another.

[Abyss Watchers-Farron Undead Team]

A large blade pierced into the ground, sending dust flying. The huge figure’s ash-like skin shone with orange-red flames.

He wore a black crown on his head and opened his mouth to roar with despair and sorrow. The remaining flames on his body began to burn, completely igniting his entire body!

[And the lonely king of Sin City, Giant King Youm]

He stood up from the throne, his huge figure shrouded in darkness. All he could see was endless oppression and suffocation.

The band’s chorus and performance had reached their peak. Only a storm could knock down a tree.

[However, the kings will definitely give up their thrones.]

The violin sang loudly with a melodious female voice.

A pair of jade-white hands held the black metal hollowed-out eyepatch on the table, and a few candles fluttered in the wind.

The silver-haired girl knelt on the ground and gently put on her blindfold. She raised her head slightly and looked at the light coming towards her, as if she was looking forward to the future.

[And the fireless embers will come pouring in.]

The singing in the background never died down, and the drums and bells never stopped.

[That’s a nameless, cursed immortal who can’t become firewood.]

In the darkness, a ball of fire burned brightly.

[But because of this,]

[That’s why the Embers are so eager for the Ember Fire.]

The scene disappeared, and when the words of Dark Soul appeared again, flames rose. The words in the flames became bright, like firewood that was constantly being burned in the flames.

The scene was silent, as if everyone had yet to wake up from the shock just now.

A moment later, the entire venue erupted in thunderous applause. When the first applause sounded, the entire venue was already covered in applause.

"F * ck! What the f * ck? F * ck!" Yin Zi exhaled heavily. Who knew that he had already held his breath when the bell rang?

"I can’t go to the scene this time...It’s really a big loss..." He opened his mouth to mumble, and the bullet screen instantly exploded.

"The big move that Old Thief secretly prepared?"

’F * ck! I could almost hear the screams of the people at the scene.’

" I thought that the Blood Curse was his limit. Who knew that there would be an even more exciting Dark Soul?’

’Awesome! (Broken sound version!)’

" The Germinal Organization is awesome! Black Star is awesome!

’The fire is about to extinguish, but I can’t see the king’s shadow!!’

" F * ck, the moment I saw the Giant King Youm stand up, my entire body trembled. What giant is this?’

..

"This is just a gaming exhibition. I’ve never regretted not being there."Yin Zi muttered. He could even imagine what would happen if Old Thief participated in any activities after today.

The trailer was filled with a strong sense of mystery and epic, giving the players plenty of room to fantasize.

Even people who didn’t like to play games would have the urge to try after seeing the scene.

When the old woman’s voice rang out as she recounted the story, the design and style of the scene were exactly what the players had in mind. Everyone had the same thought in their hearts. This was the dilapidated world that I had imagined.

The scene was broken and heavy, and the whole world was a sad song.

What excited the players the most was that this was Old Thief’s game.

Old Thief never relied on graphics to make games.

And this deeply rooted concept was implanted into people’s brains by excellent games.

Old Thief was still talking about the game design concept of Dark Souls on stage, but the people watching the live stream could no longer listen. Everyone’s mind was still filled with the burning firewood under the dark clouds and the huge king.

Brother Yin’s mind was blank. He could only look at the bullet screen, trying to feel the emotional resonance from it.

" I just went to take a look. The console is sold out!! Who the f * ck is so fast?

" The next-generation console hasn’t even been released yet, and the previous one is already sold out?’

" To be honest, there’s no problem with the new machine being backward compatible, and there’s no problem with the old machine being upward compatible.’

..

Yin Zi clicked on the official website of the xbox. When he saw the word ’sold out’, he was in a daze.

He still remembered someone scolding him not long ago,’Are you the one who bought a mobile phone in 2000, a Beeper in 2003, and a Little Smart in 2005?’

He looked at the mainframe beside the table and finally replied confidently,

Keep scolding!

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