Decisive Battle! Farron Undead Legion!

"Hey sir, want to buy some Beast Pill?"

In the bustling streets of Bede City, a lazy voice reached Da Er's ears as he was taking a walk.

Who called me?

"Yes, they were calling you."

He turned his head and saw the black-haired shopkeeper waving at him from a shop called Ma Lei Da Magic Item Shop on the street.

Beast Pill? Never heard of that. Is he just another guy selling weird gadgets?

Da Er shook his head, not intending to pay attention. The thought of having to go all out to challenge the Undead Legion tomorrow kept him awake all night, so he had to come out to clear his head.

I never expected to get a sales pitch while just out for a walk. This is really something. I'd better head back; no matter what this person says, I won't buy anything.

"It's said that the Undead Legion like to take these little pills," the shopkeeper added.

"!?"

When he came to his senses, Da Er was still standing on the street, but he was holding a bulging paper bag in his arms, which was filled with Beast Blood Pellet, also known as "Beast Pill".

"What... what am I doing?" His expression twitched as he began to think about what he had just done.

It seems that the shopkeeper named Ma Lei Da told him that these Beast Pills were the favorite of the Undead Legion Warrior, and that taking one during battle could greatly increase their combat power.

He impulsively bought everything in the store, including all the Beast Pill!?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pound his chest, heartbroken for the money that had just slipped through his fingers.

Hopefully, these Beast Pill really have the effects the shopkeeper boasted about; otherwise, he'll definitely come back and demand an explanation.

However, the biggest expense just now wasn't the Beast Pill, but something else.

"I heard you're the Farron Guard, are you planning to challenge the Undead Legion? If so, I have a suggestion."

"How about we try using lightning? Look, the Undead Legion is wearing armor, right? Armor conducts electricity, so maybe their weakness is lightning?"

"Of course, this is just a guess. After all, I am powerless and can only guess based on the footage of the Undead Legion."

The shopkeeper's words sparked Da Er's thoughts, and he eventually spent a lot of money to buy a lot of Lightning Grease from the shop that could imbue weapons with lightning.

It must be said that the store manager named Ma Lei Da has perfectly grasped Da Er's consumer psychology.

Watching Da Er away, Ma Lei Da —or rather, Gong Qiying and smiled at his retreating figure.

He overheard Jia Paer and Si Telan's conversation and thus learned that the Farron Guard was about to launch a campaign against the Undead Legion.

His assessment of the matter was summed up in three words: "Pretty good."

If we look at this solely from the perspective of the dungeon operators, they would probably hope that people can never defeat the Undead Legion and can always be there exploding with gold coins, so that the dungeon can generate revenue.

However, this idea may have yielded some results at the beginning, but it is no longer very effective now.

As for the reason, it was because Gong Qiying noticed something—the number of people challenging the Farron Undead Legion suddenly dropped sharply one day and never rose again.

The number of people challenging the Undead Legion each day is no longer comparable to the number of people challenging the bosses at the Great Tomb of Nazarick!

Gong Qiying pondered for a long time why this problem occurred, and then a single sentence from an adventurer while he was investigating in the tavern enlightened him.

"While the story of the Undead Legion is touching, I don't need to fight a battle where I have no chance of winning, do I?"

Yeah, how can a story alone entice people to go and die with the Undead Legion? If adventurers can't beat them, they really won't fight.

If this continues, the Undead Legion will be sidelined.

Change is necessary. First, we must give people hope of victory and achieve the first kill for the Farron Undead Legion.

However, the team cannot appear too cheap and lose the prestige of the Undead Legion, so the first kill team must look luxurious, like the combination of Blademaster and Farron Guard.

After this initial kill, other methods are needed to continue attracting adventurers.

Gong Qiying had some initial ideas about this, which would require the use of [Permission: Strength Balance]. After the first kill, other adventurers might face Undead Legion strength had been adjusted when they challenged it.

However, the strength of the Undead Legion cannot be reduced too much, so the final decision was to set the lower limit at C+.

This gives people a glimmer of hope, but it's foreseeable that many will still be unable to win. So what can be done?

"If you can't beat them, so be it. I can force you to fight."

It doesn't matter if you can't beat them, taking away half or a third of their health is something an adventurer can't possibly fail to do.

As long as the goal set by Gong Qiying is achieved, even if the adventurer fails to complete the challenge and does not receive the reward, they can still unlock new things, such as rewards that they are willing to risk their lives to obtain, and a new map where the reward is located.

It's the map between Farron Keep and Irithyll of the Boreal Valley—

Catacombs of Carthus.

That place will be an extension of the Undead Legion and the Abyss story, complementing the storyline currently unfolding in the Zane Dungeon.

After much deliberation, Gong Qiying felt that the story presented in the dungeon should be presented in a more linear way. The storyline of the magic academy was one of his attempts, placing the story there clearly from beginning to end in a place that adventurers could easily see, making it easier for others to understand the relationships and also easier for his own mind.

The storyline he has developed, focusing on "fighting the abyss" and showcasing Farron Keep and Artorias, is the main plot he has chosen after careful consideration.

Aside from the fact that the Abyss is blamed on the "Demon Race" in reality.

In reality, the content related to the Abyss is completely integrated into Dark Souls. Almost every scene in the Yugi can be linked to a storyline related to the Abyss.

But the demon race can't take such a big blame. Perhaps we could assign them the title of "residue of the abyss"?

Looking back now, it was brilliant of him to start with Farron Keep; the new maps to be added later were immediately clear.

Farron Keep, the Catacombs of Carthus, Irithyll of the Boreal Valley, and Anor Londo are all scenes that follow the same pattern.

Once you reach Irithyll of the Boreal Valley, the main storyline can shift to the linking of the Flame, allowing you to connect Soul One and Soul Two.

The story of a torch being passed from the abyss to save the world, with successors sacrificing themselves to save the world, is probably more immersive than fighting in the abyss.

When the story of linking the flame comes to an end in the distant future, Gong Qiying will use his ability to fabricate stories to combine an Erdtree and a dream, and then sew in some things outside the soul system.

It's not entirely accurate to say that it merges worldviews, as each worldview is independent. However, it leaves some clues that may be connected, allowing people to speculate.

Outside of the main storyline, some minor side quests can be added occasionally, such as the Mad Dragon and the Dragonslayer in Spike Mountain.

"This will be a huge undertaking."

Gong Qiying stretched. The implementation of such a large project could not be rushed. At present, the most important thing for him to pay attention to was tomorrow's battle.

He's already prepared the Image Stone, looking forward to all the adventurers' amazing performances.

The next day.

"Pat-pat, pat-pat"

The boots made a faint sound as they stepped into the sticky, murky Swamp.

Da Er looked up at the sky. Unlike the Forest Area, the Farron Keep was never sunny. The sky was always gray and oppressive, and he wondered when the sun would shine again.

"Are you nervous?" Jia Paer's voice came from the side.

Da Er shook his head, his expression unchanged, but only he knew whether he was nervous or not.

Ten men and eight wolves walked through the Farron Keep. Except for Jia Paer, they were all Farron Guard. The atmosphere was neither somber nor rousing. They had walked this road countless times and fought against the leaders here countless times. Even though they were prepared for a decisive battle this time, it was difficult to muster their emotions.

When there are fewer than ten people entering the dungeon, battle pets like wolves will occupy one person's spot. When there are ten people, battle pets can also enter the dungeon, but their number cannot exceed the number of adventurers.

These giant wolves, who had also received a share of Wolf's Blood, realized what was about to happen. They tried to raise their heads, but were unable to because of an invisible pressure.

"Ghrū."

At this moment, a loud swallowing sound came from the group, which would repeat every few minutes, even louder than the Ghrū of the Curse Frog.

"Hey, Wesker, calm down a bit. I know you're nervous." Klan nudged the big guy Wesker next to him.

"I... I couldn't help it, I was just too nervous." Wesker hiccuped as he spoke, his timid demeanor a stark contrast to his large frame.

"You really are something, sigh, you've made me nervous." Klan's palms were already sweaty, as were the areas under his armor.

The two of them performed relatively well; the others were so tense that they didn't even say a word.

Seeing this scene, Da Er could only sigh inwardly and blame himself.

Last night he gave a motivational speech, but it seems he went too far and put everyone under psychological pressure for today's battle.

I still have a lot to learn about how to lead a team.

He clapped his hands and said:

"Listen to me, everyone. I know I may have put pressure on you yesterday, but..."

Jia Paer watched him from the side, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if he were watching his own child grow up.

Ordinary adventurer parties would often make a big fuss to increase their popularity when preparing to challenge a powerful boss, but Da Er did not do so. He and the Farron Guard did not reveal any information about the upcoming battle against the Undead Legion. Even when entering the dungeon this time, they simply stepped silently into the portal. In his own words:

"A hero's farewell needs no noise, only enough respect."

That's so well said. Jia Paer felt like he couldn't even put it into words. No wonder he's the biggest fan of the Undead Legion, Da Er.

If possible, I, this old man, should try to stay out of the limelight during this final battle and give the stage to the younger generation.

"Oh oh oh!"

Just then, the Farron Guard suddenly cheered with renewed vigor, seemingly sweeping away the oppressive atmosphere.

What exactly did Da Er say that made everyone suddenly perk up again?

Seeing this exhilarating scene, Jia Paer couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement himself.

The group quickened their pace, feeling as if they were coming home from the familiar streets.

Slay the monsters, extinguish the flames of war, begin the Path of Wolf's Blood, pay homage to the Old Wolf of Farron, and then...

"Bang, bang—"

Behind the gates of Farron Keep, steel clashed with iron once more. The Farron Undead Legion was engaged in a long "self-destruction" today, cleaning up their comrades corrupted by the abyss.

When will this endless battle finally end?

Da Er stroked the patterns on the door and turned to look at the crowd.

Jia Paer, holding Stars Linked Sword, gave him a thumbs-up with his free hand.

The wolves raised their heads, their thick fur fluttering in the wind as if on fire.

Wesker swallowed again, but his voice was much quieter now. Klan took off his glasses and let out a long breath. Some people were taking deep breaths, some were rubbing their hands together in anticipation, and some were biting their lips.

But no fear appeared on anyone's face!

Very good!

Da Er rarely showed a clear smile, and one could even say that the smile was forced and somewhat ferocious. He braced his hands against the door, and the moment the fighting inside subsided—

"Let's go!"

The gates of Farron Keep swung open, and just then, the dark clouds let the sun pass through, casting a rare ray of sunlight upon the last members of the Undead Legion.

He laid down the body of his teammate, turned and looked at the gate, perhaps wanting to reminisce about the warmth of the sunlight.

But what he saw reflected in his eyes was a group of figures saluting in the sunlight!

The figures in the light were blurry, and in a daze, the group of people saluting the Undead Legion seemed like the real Undead Legion, the ones who had not yet linked the First Flame and were conquering the Abyss.

The Farron Undead Legion paused for a moment, then he showed the same respect to the newcomer.

"Aww—"

A long wolf howl echoed from within the Fortress, followed by the clash of iron against iron, blood against blood, and soul against soul!

A cold glint flashed from the blade as the Undead Legion's thrust aimed straight at Wesker, who quickly raised his shield to defend.

But a gust of wind swept past him, and with the sound of metal clashing, Jia Paer suddenly appeared in front of him, firmly pressing down on the Farron Greatsword.

"Ping ping ping!"

That was a speed that the human eye couldn't even process. How many swords did the Sword Saint and the Undead Legion unleash in that instant? It's unclear. All we know is that the wind from the swords sent Wesker flying in a flash, and their duel continued!

A powerful pressure emanated from behind the Undead Legion, and the giant wolf, werewolf, and Farron Guard attacked together!

"Bang--"

An unprecedented force deflected the Stars Linked Sword, and the Undead Legion, with a movement almost impossible for a human to make, instantly turned and slashed at the one who came after them. Anyone hit by this move would either die or be seriously injured.

There was another crisp sound, and his movements paused for a moment. The Greatsword had been blocked.

They were stopped by the combined efforts of three Farron Guards!

"Ughhh!" Wesker and the others roared, unleashing their power to try and flip it over. But after the initial surprise, the Undead Legion simply flipped over and kicked out, sending the three of them sprawling and crashing down on the giant wolf behind them.

The Sword Saint and Da Er stepped forward together, launching attacks from both sides simultaneously.

"When!"

With a slight movement of the dagger, Da Er's defenses were immediately wide open. Even though he was prepared, he was still deflected by the Undead Legion!

But no execution took place, because the Undead Legion turned to fight Jia Paer, and the flashing blades prevented anyone from getting close!

The giant wolf slammed the stunned Da Er aside, who immediately snapped back to his senses, pounded the ground, gritted his teeth, and charged forward again.

A blue Farron Dart shot out from behind him. Three Farron Guard, specializing in magic, were riding giant wolves and weaving through the arena. The Undead Legion, busy fighting the swordsman, had no time to dodge and let the magic hit them.

As a result, his movements inevitably became stiff, and the others seized the opportunity to rush forward and fight, resulting in another chaotic battle.

The Undead Legion is incredibly powerful, maintaining composure and calm even when facing multiple opponents. The only one on the scene capable of directly confronting them is Jia Paer; the others are teetering on the brink of death.

However, the combined strength of everyone exceeded the intensity of any battle the Undead Legion had ever experienced against adventurers.

Before ten minutes had even passed, he had already started the "second phase".

The Greatsword swept across, instantly breaking the encirclement; some were even slashed in the chest, gushing out a torrent of blood.

"They are indeed formidable opponents."

Jia Paer tore off his shirt. Who was the last opponent of this caliber he had encountered? Was it the Demon Swordsman from the demon race, or the Demi-Human Sword Saint from the Great Tomb of Nazarick? But they both seemed to be a step below the Undead Legion.

He assumed the stance of "Ongji's Stars Linked," seemingly about to activate the Stars Linked Sword, but at that moment someone suddenly exclaimed in surprise, as a new force burst into the battlefield.

One of the Undead Legion members suddenly stood up, letting out a beast-like roar. His eyes were bloodshot, and without even glancing at the people present, he charged straight at the Undead Legion.

He was corrupted by the abyss!

The Undead Legion immediately abandoned their fight with the Farron Guard and turned their attention to their corrupted and berserk comrades, even kicking the fallen Klan out of the range of the battle.

A golden opportunity, a perfectly good opportunity. If we just attack the Undead Legion now, we can—

Gong Qiying was behind the Crystal Ball, suddenly frowned because he noticed that Jia Paer and Da Er were not making any moves.

They moved away from the battlefield between the Undead Legion, some taking medicine, others healing their wounds, and no one took the opportunity to attack the Undead Legion. In fact, the three mages were even helping the Undead Legion attack the madmen.

At this moment, Gong Qiying's impression of adventurers was refreshed.

". interesting."

He waved his hand, the madman paused, and was then pierced through the chest by a sword from the Undead Legion, falling to the ground once more.

The battle between the adventurers and the Undead Legion continued. Gong Qiying had been observing them, put away his smile and became serious and solemn. He was no longer observing with the mindset of a creator, but witnessing it as a participant.

These people have taken the stories he brought as their spirit, even their faith, and have demonstrated a noble spirit. If he continues with his previous attitude, it would be disrespectful.

Is it a bit childish? Perhaps, but if he were to describe these adventurers, he would call it genuine character, or...

Romantic!

"Drink up!"

Jia Paer had now mustered all his strength, unleashing a storm of wind, sparks, and thunder—everything that could possibly occur in the battle!

The moment before them was clearly the most crucial. Just as the Sword Saint was about to be caught off guard and his opening was about to be struck, he instantly activated his Weapon Skill, transforming into a star and flashing into the sky. Meanwhile, Da Er led the others to close in, and the combined strength of the group could create an offensive that was no less powerful than that of the Sword Saint.

The weapons of the Farron Guard were all crackling with lightning, but they still heeded the advice of a shopkeeper, and it proved to be effective.

The Undead Legion's weakness is becoming apparent. His physique—or rather, his resilience—is far too weak compared to those of equal strength. When everyone attacks together, with magic and weapons all coming at him, he will inevitably be injured, and he will become stiff when the damage accumulates to a certain extent.

Disadvantageous, the Undead Legion found themselves in a precarious situation.

But so what? Power is the only reason to be king.

Ignoring his injuries, he swung his Greatsword wildly, causing the Farron Guard to bleed profusely while clearing away the surrounding area for himself.

His fighting style became increasingly wild, his fighting posture elegant and unpredictable, like a mad wolf.

The first victim was identified, followed by the second, and then the third.

His unrestrained figure was a posture that instilled fear in the enemy.

The Sword Saint unleashed his full power, desperately trying to block, but the others also did their best to protect themselves in this battle of the strong.

Countless wounds appeared on the Undead Legion's body, but he ignored them, cutting off the enemy's weapons and bodies like a Warrior!

Dismembered body parts and blood spun and flew before the immense force!

Jia Paer also gave it his all, and that slash aimed at the full moon appeared once again!

Sword light surged, and a fierce wind exploded!

The adventurers' remains were scattered by the wind, turning to ashes in the air and returning to the campfire; those who were still alive had their throats slit by the razor-sharp wind blades.

The oppressive and spectacular nature of this scene is comparable to that of a falling full moon!

Magic has its own splendor, but the Undead Legion has its own Wolf's Blood and wildness!

As the sixth victim fell, the Undead Legion plunged the Farron Greatsword into the ground, letting out a weary sigh.

At this moment, his body was covered with wounds. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the vast majority of them were injuries inflicted by the magic power of the Stars Linked Sword, with only a small portion coming from the Farron Guard.

"Has he finally exhausted himself?"

Jia Paer's left arm hung limply, clearly broken, and he was no longer able to wield his weapon. Even the Demi-Human Sword Saint had never inflicted such an injury on him.

Even when facing the "Full Moon Queen" in the academy, apart from that one move, the Queen's other moves never seriously injured him!

He was very satisfied with this battle!

His "Crescent Getsuga Tensho," which had taken away one-sixth of the "Full Moon Queen's " health bar, hit the Undead Legion three times here, and each time it was unstoppable.

It's important to know that the Queen has high magic resistance, which is why she was able to mitigate most of the power of the sword aura that would have directly cut off a third of her health bar. The Undead Legion, on the other hand, doesn't have that kind of treatment.

He took the full slash head-on, without any weakening!

Jia Paer's right hand, holding the sword, was also trembling. Three full-force sword strikes were his limit. He couldn't swing the sword for a while, and if the Undead Legion stood up again, he would have no way to fight back.

There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. He fully grasped the meaning of this saying from today's battle.

I need to keep exercising.

Da Er stood up, leaning on his Greatsword. He was covered in blood, with large and small wounds all over his body; an ordinary person would have died by now.

But he still stood up by sheer willpower and walked towards the Undead Legion.

This was the first time he had seen the Undead Legion forced into such a predicament; this was an opportunity he truly couldn't let slip away.

The Undead Legion also stood up as Da Er approached.

Both sides were the only ones still able to move. Just then, Jia Paer shouted:

"Let's go."

"Go! Go!"

With a ferocious expression, Da Er gripped the Farron Greatsword tightly with his nearly severed hands and launched a final, decisive Charge.

The Farron Undead Legion did the same thing. At this moment, any technique was useless; it was a contest of pure Spirit Power!

The Farron Guard, lying on the ground but still clinging to life, also let out a shout at this moment, and the giant wolves howled in unison.

"Pfft—"

The sound of steel piercing flesh.

Da Er's knees buckled, and he staggered forward a few steps before suddenly collapsing to his knees. The Farron Greatsword piercing his chest kept him from falling, but he was too weak to stand up.

The shouts of the crowd suddenly stopped.

Did I succeed?

Da Er wanted to turn around to check on the situation, but he couldn't. His hands and feet were rapidly losing temperature, and his eyelids were trembling uncontrollably.

But then, the same sound of someone falling to the ground came from behind, followed by cheers from the crowd.

Could it be that...?

Da Er's eyes widened, and he clenched his teeth, his broken teeth mixed with fragments of internal organs and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

There was no further movement from the Undead Legion behind them, which meant...

We won!

"Heh, heh"

Da Er tried to make a sound, but his throat was like a broken bellows, only able to produce incomplete gasps.

He could feel a powerful, burning soul surging towards him. This was a powerful soul being absorbed by him. Since entering the Zane Dungeon, he had never received such a powerful soul.

Joy, but when his gaze fell upon the Undead Legion members on the ground, tears streamed down his face, washing over his dusty cheeks.

The Farron Undead Legion held a very special meaning for him; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they brought him back to life. He had fantasized countless times in his dreams about joining the Undead Legion.

Now, with Jia Paer's help, they are finally able to help the Undead Legion and bring him some peace.

Even if he still appears in this underground city, a moment of peace is still peace.

When will Da Er be able to do this on his own?

"There's no need to fight anymore."

He let out a long breath, his last obsession resolved, and his life was rapidly slipping away.

But in a daze, he seemed to see blood floating in front of him.

It floated up?

He regained consciousness instantly, but then realized that the blood floating in the air was not from him, but from the fallen members of the Undead Legion.

The Wolf's Blood was drawn by some force, converging behind him, and the only thing he could think of capable of drawing this blood was—

"Boom--"

A raging fire ignited behind him.

Da Er felt as if he were in a furnace.

Continuing with 10,000 words a day, I'm updating 10,000 words again today!

The adventurers can't defeat the Sunlight King, and they don't need to fight him; the battle will end in the next chapter.