Chapter 388 Anor Londo Again! ?
The snow was flying, the cold wind was blowing, and the mountains in the distance were hidden in the clouds.
On the other side of the mountain is a city filled with an ancient atmosphere, an ancient city composed of numerous buildings.
Even though there was a long road full of monsters between people and the ancient city, they still found that this place was very similar to the city in their memories.
No, it's exactly the same!
But there is no sunshine at dusk, no bat monsters occasionally flying in the sky, and no giant guards everywhere.
This is Anor Londo!
Anor Londo as seen by adventurers in the painting world!
Everyone present had entered the world of paintings and knew the original appearance of the royal city. But now they saw it again here, and the feeling of surprise overwhelmed everything.
"Why are you here? Wait, let me look for it." Luluwo showed an expression of confusion. She rummaged through her waist bag and finally took out a carefully polished photo stone marked with "Anor Londo".
When she opened it, she saw the scenes of the painting world she had recorded, even starting from the moment she was dropped from the sky by the bat monster and was just able to move.
In the painting world, the royal city is surrounded by woods, and the bat stone led the adventurers over a high wall to reach here.
On the other hand, in Irithyll, there is no high wall at all? And the scenery is completely different from the painting world!
"That's weird. Could it be that a building can move on its own?"
Could it be that King Gwyn's castle suddenly stood up and ran here on its own?
Everyone racked their brains to figure out why the two scenes were connected, and in the end they could only attribute it to the feature of the dungeon.
"Do we want to explore forward? We have a very strong team now, what if we can meet the leader directly?" someone asked. The lineup of this expeditionary team was indeed very strong, and it was uncertain whether they could be reorganized after a few days. Everyone still had their own things to do.
Sid took out the magic timer, took a look at it, and shook his head.
"You can explore a distance ahead, but don't even think about seeing the boss. This dungeon is about to close."
"Let's go, we have to race against time to see more!" Luluwo seemed very excited, and it was hard to tell that she was being burned by the fire of sin and tortured by the hell march.
"I also think it's better to go in and explore," Fingri suggested, "Maybe we can meet my giant brother. It just so happens that I need him to repair the weapon in my hand."
This statement immediately resonated with people, and they all echoed:
"You guys are friends with the giant blacksmith too?"
"Of course. The coolest thing about him is that he helps me upgrade my weapons for free."
"Is it just me who accidentally hit him?"
"I think you're asking for a beating!"
The story of the giant blacksmith is widely spread among adventurers. Adventurers who have weapons that need to be strengthened but cannot get the rare forging stones want to meet him very much, mainly because it is free.
There are also people who sincerely want to make friends. For such people, the Giant Blacksmith will generally give him a random ring as proof of friendship.
"Oh yeah, do you think the fire keeper is in there too? I think she's a nice person."
"The one in brass armor? Hey, I want to meet her, too. If we tell her that we've seen her in the painting world, will she be surprised?"
"Oh, good idea, I'm interested."
"Then I'm going to go see if Lord Gwyndolin is still in here!"
Looking at the noisy crowd, Sid couldn't help but rub the stubble on his chin with a smile, thinking back then his team of adventurers was also so lively.
Just then, he noticed that Elsa had been staring at Anor Londo in the distance, with a hint of "retreat" flashing in her expression, especially when she heard people discussing the Brass Girl, her expression became even more complicated.
She had not yet told anyone else about digging out the Brass Woman's armor from the cemetery. It seemed that the adventurers really didn't know that the Brass Woman had died in the fight with Irithyll's forces.
When she thought of this, her emotions became even more uncontrollable.
Just then, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. When she looked up, it was Sid.
"Okay, stop making a fuss and let's go," Sid gave her a reassuring look and turned to the people and said, "I don't know how long the time between the painting world and the underground city is. Any changes are possible. I advise you not to be too optimistic. If you are hit, I won't give you the sedative spell."
The adventurers laughed, packed up their equipment and headed towards Anor Londo.
When strong people team up together, the atmosphere is really relaxed.
Anor Londo and Irithyll are not connected roughly. There is a wide road connecting the two, and this road is still considered to be within the scope of Irithyll.
"Be careful, the enemy ahead may be pretending to be dead."
The adventurers suddenly discovered something, which made them alert.
There were giant slaves on both sides of the road, who looked exactly like the two in the Deep Church, but were smaller in size.
In comparison, it is like the difference between a colossal giant and an ordinary giant. There are more than a dozen giant slaves here, all lying or sitting on the roadside in weird postures. Their bodies are covered with a thick layer of snow, and there is no breath of life.
Does this mean that adventurers can relax their vigilance? No, those who can get here have been in Sen for a long time, and at least have some understanding of the situation here. These giant slaves will only make everyone more vigilant.
Fingri showed off his skills and threw out dozens of throwing knives, which all hit the giant slaves with a clang. The throwing knives were bounced off by their stone-hard skin, as if they had hit something completely lifeless.
"It should be fine." He nodded.
"Really?" Sid curled his lips, took out something like a branch from his arms, and with the help of magic, threw it far away at a giant slave sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"Charming branch?" The adventurer recognized the item used by Sid. This thing is quite rare and has a chance of appearing only in the Casas catacombs.
The giant slave that was charmed by the branch trembled, suddenly stood up and pounced on the giant slave closest to it. The latter also woke up immediately. The two sides wrestled with each other in the square and even awakened other giants.
Someone tapped Fingerly on the shoulder, smiling as if asking him if he was embarrassed.
"I'm just giving the president a chance to show off his skills." Fingerly shrugged, his expression quite natural.
People took advantage of this opportunity to fight against the giant slaves. As the scope of the battle gradually expanded, people discovered that all the giant slaves on this street were alive, and not a single one was dead.
Fortunately, we met them. If other teams of adventurers passed by here, they would probably be ambushed. A dozen giants rushing over together would be a scene that makes people shudder just thinking about it.
At this moment, a burning breath suddenly came from the air, and a huge magic shield suddenly appeared and enveloped everyone.
"boom!"
One after another, fireballs the size of a human head fell on the magic shield, causing it to flicker continuously. Sid held up the shield, and people also noticed the attack and looked in the direction where the fireballs came from.
"What's going on? Are there monsters lying in ambush?"
On a high platform far away from the road was a group of fat figures piled together. They held up candlesticks with burning flames in their hands, and fireballs were fired one after another.
It turns out they are just a group of magicians, it doesn't seem like a big deal.
"Wait, don't you think they look familiar?" Leon took out a telescope and observed carefully, then handed it to someone else.
"Aren't these the bishops of the Deep Church? How come they are here?"
The Deep Bishops are now considered to be relatively popular bosses. The reason is that adventurers have been studying how to injure or kill more Deep Bishops at one time. It has now become a popular trend, and some people have even organized competitions recently.
"Assign some people to kill them."
With the troops split into two groups, neither the giant slave nor the Deep Bishop could survive for long. After killing the Deep Bishop, the adventurer jumped down from the platform and returned to the team.
I didn't even notice the staircase hidden in the corner, let alone the space and campfire under the stairs.
I missed it so perfectly.
There are many light spots on the square where the giant slaves are. You can tell from where they are placed that they are basically placed next to the giant slaves. If an adventurer goes to pick them up, he will definitely be attacked severely.
At the edge of the road was a bottomless cliff. An adventurer spotted a body hanging on the guardrail over there with spots of light floating above it, so he excitedly went over to pick it up.
"ah!"
A scream attracted everyone's attention. Everyone hurriedly looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see that the adventurer had disappeared.
"Did you see how he disappeared?"
People exchanged glances with each other and surrounded the body from both sides to check what it was.
You'll understand it at a glance.
It turned out that outside the guardrail, a giant slave was standing close to the road. If anyone came to pick up the light spot, he would be pulled down violently.
"I haven't seen such a straightforward design for a long time." People looked helpless and cast a spell to knock the giant down.
It was truly miraculous that the giants all over the streets did not cause any harm to them, but instead the inconspicuous dangers in the corners caused the casualties.
"Look over there, there are two people, are they afterimages?" Luluwo shouted.
At the end of the road, on the stairs leading to Anor Londo, there were two men wearing black robes standing, one holding two hammers, the other holding a pair of guns, and both of them were carrying staffs on their backs. They did not look like ordinary people.
Looking at them, Leon suddenly remembered the two exiles guarding the Road of Sacrifice. Could this also be the afterimage of the enemy?
When people walked over tentatively, as expected, the two men mercilessly released the magic [Deep Soul] on people, which was exactly the same trick used by the Deep Bishops.
"Forty minutes left before the dungeon closes. End the battle quickly."
The people rushed over in several groups, trying to use their numbers to defeat the two enemies, but at this moment -
[Invaded by the guardian who devours gods!!!]
Several dark spirits appeared on the road!
(End of this chapter)
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