Painting Messengers and Greatbow Silver Knights
Due to limitations such as the average strength of monsters and the art style, enemies in Sekiro did not appear in large numbers in the Zane Dungeon.
If the right opportunity arises, Gong Qiying would be quite willing to replicate the story of his shadow dying twice.
But for now, he's at most just borrowing some of the monsters' abilities from Sekiro.
For example, Elsa experienced the feeling of fighting enemies similar to "Ninja" in Anor Londo.
This refers to the Painting Messenger.
"Clap clap clap!" (Sound of a backflip)
"Stop running!"
Elsa is about to explode.
The Painting Messenger used various somersaults and acrobatic skills to dodge her attacks, accurately predicting them and making it impossible for him to hit her. He would also occasionally throw darts to harass her.
No matter how strong she is, even if she swings a heavy weapon like the Sword Remains Greatsword like a light weapon, it is still a heavy weapon at its core. No matter how fast she is, there are still patterns to follow, and if there are patterns, it is easy for others to judge the attack range.
These Painting Messenger are definitely monsters specializing in evasion. Their attacks don't hurt much, but their jumping around is really annoying.
Elsa hasn't even killed a single Painting Messenger yet, and now, the group of Painting Messenger standing on the roof beams have been attracted by the commotion and are about to arrive.
"Fine, let's leave it at that!"
She unleashed her Oath of Revenge, relying on the super armor effect of her newly discovered Weapon Skill to withstand two blows from the Painting Messenger. Then, she mustered all her strength and, like a dump truck, held the Sword Remains Greatsword vertically in front of her, forcefully slamming the Painting Messenger against the wall to his death!
The blood burst everywhere like exploding water balloons, proving that there are ways to deal with it as long as you don't aim for zero injuries.
Observing this place, Gong Qiying silently wrote down a new underground city renovation plan in his notebook: replace these walls that can be used for ramming with fragile glass.
Elsa covered her forehead; the force she had used in that collision was quite strong, and she felt dizzy after accidentally hitting her head.
No, it's not time to rest yet; more Painting Messenger are on their way.
As she was thinking this, she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders, followed by a pair of strong hands grabbing her head.
It turned out that the new Painting Messenger had jumped onto her back, about to mercilessly slit her throat with the curved sword in his hand.
This is so annoying!
Elsa twisted her body to dodge the throat-slitting knife, only managing to draw blood from her neck. She then leaned back, slamming the Painting Messenger's head against the wall.
After dealing with the two enemies, she suddenly had an idea:
Can I take out the enemies one by one from this only relatively spacious platform without having to climb onto the roof beam?
That sounds promising! What a brilliant idea!
Thinking this, she couldn't help but look at the group of Painting Messenger.
After thinking for a moment, she picked up a stack of Flying Dagger dropped by the Painting Messenger and threw them at the enemy opposite her, unsurprisingly they were dodged.
But if she attacks the enemy, according to the logic of the dungeon, wouldn't the monsters come and attack her?
"Whoosh—"
Several Flying Dagger flew towards her, Elsa dodged to the side, only to be met with even more Flying Dagger.
Those Painting Messenger just stood on the roof beams, throwing Flying Dagger at her, but they wouldn't come closer no matter what!
Elsa's brilliant plan was terminated before it could be implemented.
"Damn it, did we underestimate their intelligence?"
She now understands what it means to be "so angry she could bite her teeth." Before, she would at most find it troublesome, but now it seems that being emotionally rich isn't necessarily a good thing.
As emotions become richer, the desire to complain also increases.
"Are your Flying Dagger endless?!"
The Painting Messenger' close-fitting white robes didn't look like they could carry much, yet they didn't seem to care at all when throwing Flying Dagger. On average, each of them must have thrown almost ten by now.
Elsa's foothold was almost completely filled with Flying Dagger; if any adventurer was short of Flying Dagger, coming here to collect them would definitely be a good choice.
But I've already made it into Anor Londo, how could I possibly be short of a mere Flying Dagger!
Elsa used the Sword Remains Greatsword of the Skull Tower as a shield to block the attacks, her expression changing several times.
To be fair, in the Painting World of Anor Londo, where the average strength of monsters is much higher than in normal areas, the slender and fragile Painting Messenger is like a stress-relieving perk for adventurers.
Especially since there are many Painting Messenger, everyone will almost assume that a large number of monsters are just grunts, and since they are all grunts, their strength is naturally very weak, and they don't need to pay extra attention to them.
However, in the instant they clashed, Elsa realized the strength of these Painting Messenger.
Upon seeing the intricate roof beams, she couldn't help but have a premonition.
I had a premonition of just how horrible the experience this hellish place was about to deliver.
Looking down from the edge, the height is enough to kill someone with acrophobia on the spot, and even if Jia Paer fell, he would be severely injured.
To ensure that any adventurer who fell would die, Gong Qiying greatly increased the height of the entire building.
Even though they were indoors, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew in from somewhere. If they had focused on dealing with it, they could have maintained their balance, but with the interference of the Painting Messenger, how could they possibly maintain their balance?
The thing Elsa wanted to complain about the most was
She touched the roof beam with her toes, and a strong gust of wind immediately came.
She pulled her toes back, making sure she wasn't touching the roof beam again, and the wind immediately stopped.
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Are you not even going to put on an act anymore?
If I can't afford to offend them, can't I at least avoid them?
Elsa looked at the gap in the glass window beside her; it was right here that the Painting Messenger had dragged her in.
So she decided to climb out from here again and absolutely not deal with these Painting Messenger on the roof beams.
"Goodbye."
With a wave of her hand, Elsa leaped out of the shattered glass window!
"Smack—"
The bowstring rang out like a thunderclap.
While Elsa's body was still in mid-air, a giant arrow wrapped in lightning suddenly struck!
Even though she turned over in panic, she was still shot in the thigh—no, shot through it!
"Thump—"
A muffled thud was heard. The lightning arrow, after piercing her thigh, still hadn't lost its power and forcefully "pushed" her back, smashing through the glass window and falling inside the house where the Painting Messenger were. The arrowhead even embedded itself in the floor.
Who shot the arrow?
Elsa endured the pain and pulled out the arrow. The flesh where it had pierced her leg was charred black by the lightning, and her entire leg felt numb and weak.
The Painting Messenger threw Flying Dagger again, and two of them, seeing that she was injured, quickly seized the opportunity to run down from the roof beam.
While shielding herself from the throwing Flying Dagger with the weapons, she looked out through the broken window.
She would feel really resentful if she didn't find out who attacked her!
Just a little bit more, move forward a little more, turn your head a little more, and you'll see it!
Yes, yes, they are two figures that any adventurer who has been to Irithyll of the Boreal Valley would find very familiar.
Silver Knight!
Elsa's mind went blank for a moment, and it took her a long time to come to her senses.
Let's set aside for now why the Silver Knight's arrow can now pierce her thigh; let's just assume that all the monsters that have come to Anor Londo have been strengthened.
Why are they there?!
She clearly remembered that she jumped down from the main road across the street and stepped onto the roof beams to get here, and she didn't see a single monster when she got here.
Just as she was about to go back, two enhanced Silver Knight wielding large bows suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the roof beam.
Elsa glanced at the Painting Messenger wanted to take advantage of her illness and kill her, and decided to take a gamble and rush over.
Charge over the roof beams guarded by two great bow Silver Knight!
After drinking from the Element Bottle to heal her thigh injury, she stepped out of the glass window and was immediately shot at by two lightning arrows. She was prepared and easily dodged them. Taking advantage of the moment when the enemy was drawing their bows, Elsa rushed out.
However, before she could run a few steps, the Silver Knight fired again!
It seems that not only has the power of their arrows been increased, but their speed has also been significantly improved.
Elsa raised her Greatsword to defend herself, but the force she received pushed her back a few steps. She looked back.
She ran four steps forward, then took three steps back.
It's okay, as long as I persevere—
"Slap! Slap!"
Two more arrows came flying, and this time she was even "bumped" back inside the glass window.
I have nothing more to say.
The Painting Messenger had been eyeing her intently for some time, immediately made his move. As Elsa turned to retaliate, she had to keep an eye on what was behind her, as who knew if the two Silver Knights would launch a sneak attack on her from behind.
However, something miraculous happened: when she retreated back into the building, the Silver Knight stopped attacking.
As more and more Painting Messenger, Elsa dodged an attack by leaping backward, but accidentally jumped out of the window.
In that instant, the Painting Messenger's attack ceased, and the Silver Knight drew his bowstring taut once more.
". I see."
These two types of monsters have a strict division of labor and absolutely do not concern themselves with the other's affairs.
But what good is knowing about this kind of nonsense?
A group of Painting Messenger had approached me and two Silver Knight standing on the opposite side of the roof beam
I choose the former.
Elsa didn't hesitate for more than a few seconds before choosing to fight the latter. She was very confident in her close combat skills and believed she could win at such close range.
Then there's only one answer: Let's fight!
She turned to look behind her, her eyes seeming to be fixed on Lu Mingfei.
With a whoosh, the assembled Painting Messenger scattered like birds and beasts, quickly running back to their working positions on the roof beams.
In the blink of an eye, the swarm of Painting Messenger gathered in front of her disappeared. If she wanted to fight them, she would have to run up to the roof beam.
Elsa's breathing became heavier, more labored, and faster.
Her face turned red—a warm red, like a ripe apple.
She now felt as if she had unwittingly stepped into a trap carefully prepared for her by the Zane Dungeon, and she couldn't escape it.
Damn it, if I knew magic, or even just had a bow and arrow, I wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation.
She does know magic, just like everyone else, she knows one or two ordinary Glintstone Magic, but she doesn't have a magic wand, she doesn't have the habit of carrying one!
Even though she can cast spells without a staff, the magic she can use without a staff is probably rather disappointing given her abilities.
"I'll give it my all!"
Elsa mustered her courage, stepped onto the roof beam, and rushed toward the Painting Messenger.
"You're back?"
Sitting in front of the campfire, the voice of the Brass Woman drifted over, her tone even carrying a hint of amusement.
Elsa's face was dark, and she didn't say anything.
The group of Painting Messenger played dirty tricks. When she reached the middle of the roof beam and had nowhere to retreat, they rushed over and transformed into human cannons, knocking her off the beam and killing her along with them.
She was practically a veteran in the Zane Dungeon, having seen all sorts of crazy and stupid monsters, but this was truly the first time she had ever seen one that came up and tried to take her down with it.
"Let me give you some advice," the Brass Woman's voice came. "Have you been to the Northern Undead Asylum? No, right? Then you haven't obtained the credentials to enter the Painting World, so there's no need to fight those Painting Messenger. You have no reason to clash from the very beginning."
"I don't understand why you would provoke them."
These words sounded like words of comfort, but Elsa's face darkened even more.
Why did I provoke the Painting Messenger? It was because I didn't want to fight those two Gargoyle, and I didn't know what these Painting Messenger were doing. They attacked me as soon as they saw me, so of course I had to fight back.
Sometimes I feel quite confused; I don't even know why these monsters are fighting me.
Let me give you some advice.
The Brass Woman shifted her position and leaned against the wall.
"I've seen many warriors go in, but most of them never came out. Your skills are not as good as theirs, so I think you need a partner."
She spoke bluntly, pointing at Elsa.
"I can see that you are also a person bound by an oath. Coincidentally, right after you left, someone who had the same oath as you came here. I showed him the way, and he took the exact same route as you."
"My experience in judging people tells me that he is a rare and powerful warrior, and he also seems quite helpful. If you set off to catch up with him now, you might be able to run into him."
Is this a hint from the afterimage?
Elsa stood up, and just then, the Brass Woman handed her another round object, saying:
"He left this here earlier, so please take it with you."
That was something familiar to adventurers:
Sun Emblem.