Why are all the people in my chat group rumored to be from the outside world?

“I’ll break all four of his limbs, drag him here, and burn him for half a day to clear his head a little.”

“Brother, you must not be careless,” Lothric warned.

"Don't worry, that old man is no match for me."

"Of course I believe in Brother Wang's strength. What I meant by not being careless was to use force when breaking his limbs, and to make sure there are no problems when dragging him back."

"Don't worry, I'll go all out."

Seeing the two people discussing breaking their father's limbs, Yu Jin could only give an awkward but polite smile before taking Lorian's sword out of his spatial backpack.

"In short, I'm returning this sword to you."

Lorian raised his hand in refusal: "There's no need for that. Even without this sword, I can break my father's limbs."

"Take it. I've found a handy weapon, and it's time to return it to its rightful owner."

Hearing what Yu Jin said, Lorian no longer refused and raised his hand to take the sword.

"If this trip goes smoothly, I will inform the White Cult to send the Fire Keeper over as soon as possible... if you need it."

As Lorian spoke, he looked at Ember as if trying to observe every detail of him.

He no longer held out much hope that Ember was actually Ash. After learning about the other's story, he didn't believe that Ash could be so full of energy and even more human than him after being killed countless times.

Whether they are immortals or ashes, their deaths come at a price. It's impossible for them to die hundreds of times like the other side and still be as if nothing happened.

"Fire Keeper..." To be honest, Ember himself had almost forgotten about it.

He had originally planned to go to the Firelink Shrine, have the Fire Keeper level him up, and then destroy the world.

After all, at that time, he had only one attitude towards the world: it was a pile of shit.

Since he can't die no matter what, it means he has to keep wandering around in the dung heap.

But after getting into chat groups and becoming stronger, I stopped thinking about it and forgot about the Fire Keeper.

"If she has already been selected, then let her come over. If not, then forget it. Also, if possible, tell the White Sect to stop selecting Fire Keepers."

“I understand. Could you please give me a ride?” Lorian said.

"Row."

As they plunged the spiral sword back into the campfire, a burst of flames began to spread, teleporting the two to Lothric City.

The place where Ember teleported was the same place he left from last time. Back then, there were many knights watching him teleport away, and now... there is also a knight who seems to have been waiting for a long time.

“It’s you.” Yu Jin recognized the knight; it was the same knight he had saved back then.

Upon seeing the teleported embers, the knight paused for a moment before his face immediately lit up with excitement.

"Lothric Knight Carlo, it's great to finally meet you, Lord Ash. I am very grateful for your help back then."

"Anyway, it's good that you're alright. But what are you doing here? And this city has changed so fast." Yu Jin looked into the distance, about one street away, where people were constantly moving around, and he could even hear the cries of vendors in the distance.

"Compared to the former prosperity and order of the capital city of Lothric, this is nothing. I think the person beside you should know this very well."

Carlo glanced at Lorian standing next to Ember, but he did not bow respectfully to him as before; in fact, he showed his disgust.

Lorian said nothing about it; he already knew how he would be treated when he refused to link the fire.

As someone who abandoned the linking of the fire, he was seen as a traitor who abandoned countless lives in the eyes of the fire-linking faction.

Yu Jin also noticed Carlo's attitude towards Lorian and quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Life will get better and better, and the former prosperity will surely return. Oh, by the way, who arranged for these citizens to return so quickly?"

Before Carlo could speak, Lorian spoke first: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be High Priestess Emma who arranged it. Am I right, Knight Carlo?"

"...Well, that's right."

Ember could tell that he didn't particularly want to respond to Lorian's words.

"By the way, you seem to have been waiting for someone here. You weren't waiting for me, were you?"

“I am indeed waiting for you, because before you left you said that we should go and bring back those Lords of Cinder, but we can’t get in touch with them, so we can only wait in this way.”

Yu Jin nodded; he had indeed said that.

Carlo continued, "Following your suggestion last time, we immediately took action, and our first target is Aldridge."

Carlo's voice sounded somewhat strained at the end.

"Then when we went to investigate his location, we discovered that the guy had actually conspired with Saliwan to plan a terrible scheme."

“However…” Carlo scratched his head.

"I don't know the specifics of the plan, but in short, a large number of knights from Lothric have begun their journey to Irithyll."

There really is this annoying thing.

Yu Jin looked at Lorian beside him: "Why don't you come with me first?"

Lorian was still pondering what the problem was when he heard Ember's words. He instinctively asked, "What are you going to do?"

“What else can I do…” The dragon wings behind Yu Jin slowly opened.

"Go stop the war, and while you're at it, bring back that cannibalistic guy."

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Volume 1: Chapter 78 Sulyvahn: Where exactly did things go wrong?

Irithyll.

A sacred city forever bathed in the light of the dark moon.

Here, the pale moon hangs eternally in the night sky, its cool moonlight pouring down like water, as if it could wash away all the sins of the world.

Under the sacred moonlight, the entire city was shrouded in a hazy glow, and the silvery-white buildings and streets emitted a dreamlike halo, like a dream left behind by the gods on earth.

The city’s extraordinary nature stems from its ruler—Gwyndolin, the Dark Moon God revered by all.

Under his rule, Irithyll was a prosperous and peaceful city.

The streets were bustling with merchants, the market was teeming with people, children could play carefree in the square, and knights maintained the city's order; everything was in perfect order.

However, Irithyll is now only deathly silent.

The once bustling streets are now deserted, and the vibrant markets are now only filled with flags fluttering in the wind.

The residents kept their doors and windows tightly shut, huddled in dark corners, and even breathed cautiously, fearing that the slightest noise would bring about their doom.

The once vibrant city is now filled with only fear spreading silently.

All these changes stemmed from that sudden rebellion.

An ambitious usurper shattered the peace, dragging this sacred city into the abyss of war.

Innocent civilians were forced to become hostages in the hands of the rebels, used as bargaining chips to blackmail the Darkmoon Knights, and used as tools to hold back the Lothric army outside the city.

High atop the tower, Sulyvahn gazed at the large group of Lothric knights outside the city, pondering a single thought.

So where exactly did we go wrong?

Why did the people of Lothric arrive at this time?

Shouldn't they be embroiled in a fierce battle over the issue of rekindling the fire right now?

Surely it's not like... those two princes, along with their elite troops, were utterly defeated in just a few days?

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Something must have happened that was beyond his control!

In his meticulous calculations, the victors of this internal war should have been the two princes' faction.

Even if Shaliwan misjudged, there was absolutely no way that the battle could have ended in such a short time!

"I've planned this for so long, made so many preparations, and it's only just beginning, yet it's all going to fall apart here." Shaliwan was incredibly unwilling to accept it!

He had already successfully poisoned the god, weakening him. Now, with just a little time left, he could completely purge the rebellious forces and ultimately eliminate even the high and mighty god!

He will replace Gwynedlin and sit on the papal throne!

But now... it's over!

Just as he was struggling to find another way out of this desperate predicament, he saw the Lothric Knights, who were besieging the city, begin their march on it!

The war has begun!

The beautiful and sacred Irithyll has been transformed into a battlefield of iron and blood at this moment!

On the battlefield, watching all of this unfold, Sulyvahn made a decision.

This was a battle he was destined to lose, but he was not discouraged.

As long as you're alive, there's still a chance.

Now, he's going to accomplish one thing—to take Aldridge and devour the gods!

Since he cannot become the Pope, he should seize the power necessary to survive in the Age of Extinction.

"The Knights of Lothric have launched their charge, and some of the forces originally guarding the gods will likely be tied down. At this moment, the defenses there must be at their weakest!"

Having made up his mind, Shaliwan immediately took action.

He found Aldridge, and the two hurried off together in one direction.

As expected! Just as he predicted, there were less than half the personnel outside the magnificent building that was originally heavily guarded!

Become!

His calculations were spot on!

Next, all that's needed is to clear away these obstructive guards, and then you can face the ailing god directly.

If he were fed to Aldridge as sustenance, then he wouldn't be considered a complete failure.

As long as Sully is alive, everything can start over.

The greatsword of retribution, once bestowed by the gods, now gleams with a cold light, its blade pointing directly at the gods themselves!

Teaming up with Aldridge, they swiftly dealt with the knights blocking their path.

Sulyvahn stepped into the inner chamber as he wished and saw the ailing god, Gwyndolin, and beside her, Yorshka, the Grand Master of the Darkmoon Knights, who was glaring at him.

“Sullivan, your plan has failed.” Gwyndolin’s voice was low and weak.

Shaliwan nodded frankly: "Indeed, I don't deny it. But as long as I'm alive, there's still room for maneuver."

"It seems your failures haven't taught you anything; you still think you're in control of everything," Gwyndolin said with a weary sarcasm.

“There are few in this world who are invincible, and I am no exception. Aldrich, my lord, enough of this nonsense.” Sulyvahn’s voice turned cold. “It’s time to send you on your way. Aldrich, go! Devour the god we once worshipped!”

As Sulyvahn finished speaking, Aldridge's body, which resembled writhing black sludge and exuded an aura of greed, slowly approached the weakened Gwyndolin.

"Don't come any closer!" Yorshka stood in front of Gwyndolin.

However, her rebuke meant nothing to Aldridge; the temptation to devour the gods overwhelmed everything.

At this moment, even Saliwan could not stop him.

Gwyndolin silently watched the approaching threat, his pale fingers subtly gathering power beneath his robes.

Although he was weak, he was far from being powerless.

As long as Aldridge steps into a certain area, he will make this blasphemer taste the punishment of the gods!

At that very moment—BOOM!

Two figures suddenly smashed through the wall, sending rubble flying and dust billowing everywhere!

They landed right in the middle of the standoff.

As the dust settled, what appeared were Ember and Lorian.

Ember's gaze swept over the writhing, dark mass, then glanced at the Gwyndolin siblings behind him, before finally settling on Sulyvahn, whose expression was obscured by a mask.

A smile crept onto Yu Jin's face: "Looks like we've arrived just in time. Who said we were flying too fast just now?"

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, the pair of dragon wings on Ember's back slowly folded and disappeared without a trace.

He selectively ignored Lorian, who was pale and had just recovered from the high-speed flight, and stepped forward, pointing his spear directly at Aldridge: "I am the King Hunter, and every word you say next will be a reason for me to kill you."