I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 536: Innocent Girl's Painting Needs

"Have you ever thought that continuing to live in this corrupt world is a pain for everyone?"

"How could it be... It's so peaceful here..."

"You don't have any disease, so of course you don't feel it. But those natives who live in fear, worrying day and night that they will lose their minds and turn into monsters, maybe they would rather follow the ancient tradition and burn down the old world?"

"This gentleman is absolutely right."

When Zhang Hong was trying to persuade the nun, an old crow man came out of the dilapidated house and interrupted.

Bowing to Zhang Hong and the nun, the old crow man said sadly: "Sister, we are all believers of the goddess. The old world is burned and the new world is created. This is the ancient motto left by the goddess. We, the people of the goddess, all hope to die as human beings, rather than live as monsters."

"We Taboos may look horrible, but we are still human at heart."

"Please have mercy on us and help us get rid of this!"

After saying this, the old crow man knelt down humbly on the ground.

"Ugh……"

Fred sighed heavily, "I was wrong. I will convince the priest to agree with Hui Shi."

After saying this, Fred turned around and walked silently towards the church, his steps extremely heavy.

Zhang Hongchao, the old crow man, nodded and followed.

"...Fire, there is still fire here, we need more blood, Fred, bring the whip!"

Deep inside the cathedral, on the underground floor, Zhang Hong met the priest who sacrificed his life to save the world of painting.

He was tall and had disheveled hair. He seemed to be unconscious, with wounds all over his body, wrapped in bandages and covered in blood. He was lying in front of a large brass basin, bleeding himself into it.

Standing at the door, Fred looked at the crazy priest and sighed, "The basin contained the fire of sin cast by Sullivan, which burned most of the painting world. The priest extinguished it with his own blood... But the fire of sin was extremely strange and could not be completely extinguished no matter what. The priest had no choice but to release blood to control it, but he gradually lost his mind..."

Zhang Hong nodded to show his understanding.

Even if people in the Dark Souls world do not die, if their vitality keeps draining away, their humanity will slowly drain away as well.

"Father Elidel, stop. There is no need to extinguish the flames anymore... We can lead everyone to live in a new world..."

"No! There can't be any fire. It must be put out and controlled...it can't burn anymore...Fred, are you even going to betray me?"

The priest was so emotional that the chains that bound his body jingled.

Zhang Hong stopped Fred with his hands and shook his head, "He is beyond saving... Let me do it."

"...Please give him a quick death, sir."

"I will."

Fred walked out of the hall silently. Behind him, he could hear the priest's angry roar, the loud bang of a brass pot hitting the ground, and the sound of wooden chairs shattering.

The ground shook constantly.

Sister Fred's heart trembled as well.

After a few breaths, the chaotic sounds stopped abruptly, and with a thud as a heavy object fell to the ground, everything returned to silence.

A tear fell silently from the corner of the nun's eye.

"Come on, I'll take you to see the young lady."

The two men left the church basement, and in the hall behind them, an orange-red flame slowly rose from the brass cauldron, burning with a crackling sound, becoming increasingly vigorous and bright.

And in the unnoticed corner of the painting world, the same eerie flame appeared out of nowhere, ignited without roots, and burned slowly.

In the secret room on the second floor of the church, Zhang Hong met the legendary young lady.

Unexpectedly, I discovered that the other party was just a girl who looked underage.

Pale skin, slender figure, delicate limbs, long white hair that spread to the ground, and a painter's hat on his head.

The girl herself was sitting on a wooden frame, swinging her legs playfully, looking very relaxed and carefree.

It doesn't look like he's under house arrest.

On the round table next to her were a paint tray and a paintbrush, and in front of her was an oil painting canvas that was more than one person tall. Some red paint had been applied to the edges, but the main body was still blank.

"Ms. Kalia, someone is here to visit you. This is Lord Yuhui from the outside world."

Fred said gently. It seemed that she still respected the girl.

The girl turned around and looked at Zhang Hong. Her delicate face was covered with white scales like a snake, and her eyes were golden vertical pupils like a snake, which added a bit of weird beauty to her.

"Brother, I feel a familiar aura from you, like a friend of mine..."

Zhang Hong's heart moved, and he stepped forward and said, "Do you know Youer Xika?"

"Ah, have you met Sister Xiao Long Nu? We are good friends. Are you also her friend?"

Zhang Hong nodded and took out the ring of the Dark Moon Knights given to him by Yurshika.

The white-haired girl looked pleasantly surprised and asked, "How is my sister doing out there? Did that bad guy Sullivan abuse her?"

"She's fine. I've taken out Sullivan."

"Oh, that's great! It would be best if that damn guy died!"

"Brother, then you are my friend. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you my name. My name is Erekalia."

"My name is Zhang Hong."

"Zhang, Hong? Big brother, your name is so difficult to pronounce."

Because of the relationship with Yurshika, Zhang Hong and Elekalia naturally established trust.

"Kaliya, is this the new world you are going to draw?"

Zhang Hong pointed to the oil painting in front of him.

"Yes. But I can't draw it now. Mom said that those who don't understand fire are not qualified to draw the world. I seemed to hear the sound of fire just now. Did you light the fire?"

Zhang Hong nodded.

"Great, I believe I will be able to see the flame soon. Thank you, big brother."

The girl clapped her hands happily.

"Kaliya, is there anything you need to draw a new world?"

Zhang Hong asked again.

"pigment."

"I'm out of paint."

"That is a pigment made from dark blood, and it only exists in the legendary Ringed City."

"Grandpa Gale went out to help me find paint. I don't know how he is doing now..."

Zhang Hong suddenly asked, "Is the Grandpa Gale you're talking about an old man with a big beard and a red turban? A little crazy?"

"Ah. You've seen him?"

"He was the one who brought me in... Don't worry, he's fine."

"Really? That's great. I hope everything goes well for him...By the way, big brother, if you have time, can you help Grandpa Gale find the dark blood?"

"That way, I can draw the new world sooner..."

"Okay, let me help you."

"Really? I knew that big brother is a good person!"

After coming into contact with such an innocent girl, Zhang Hong felt much better.

In the world of Dark Souls, there is finally an NPC who is not so bitter and vengeful.

Good.

Zhang Hong originally wanted to take Elekalia back to the Firelink Shrine, where it was safe.

Unexpectedly, the girl said that she wanted to stay and witness the destruction of the old painting world, which was a necessary procedure for drawing a new world.

"Don't worry, sir. I will protect the young lady."

Seeing this, Freya said solemnly.

Zhang Hong gave her a deep look and said, "It's because you are here that I am worried."

"..."

Freya's face froze, she was slightly embarrassed, and sighed, "My lord, do you want to hear my story?"

What, you have a story too?

How come everyone in you Dark Souls has a story!