Anor Londo Again!?

Snowflakes fluttered down, and a biting wind howled, obscuring distant mountains in the clouds.

On the other side of the mountain lies a city exuding an ancient charm, an ancient city comprised of numerous buildings.

Even though a long, monster-filled road separates people from the ancient city, they still find it remarkably similar to the city they remember.

No, they're exactly the same!

The only difference was the absence of the twilight sunlight, the occasional Bat Monster flying overhead, and the Giant Guards that were everywhere.

This is practically Anor Londo!

Anor Londo as seen by adventurers in the Painting World!

Everyone present had entered the Painting World and knew the original appearance of the Leyndell. To see it again here at this moment, the feeling of surprise overwhelmed everything.

"Why is it here? Wait, let me look for it." Lu Lu Wo looked puzzled. She rummaged through her pouch and finally pulled out a carefully polished Image Stone marked "Anor Londo".

Upon opening it, one finds her Painting World she paints, some even dating back to when she was thrown from the sky by the Bat Monster and was just able to move.

In the Painting World, the Leyndell is surrounded by forests, and the Bat Monster led the adventurers over a high wall to reach this place.

In contrast, Irithyll has no high walls whatsoever. Moreover, the scenery is completely different from that in the Painting World!

"That's strange. Could the building move on its own?"

Could it be that Lord Gwyn's castle suddenly stood up and came here on its own?

Everyone racked their brains but couldn't figure out why the two scenes were connected, and in the end they could only attribute it to the unique features of the dungeon.

"Should we explore further? Our team is quite formidable right now; we might just be able to meet the leader directly," someone asked. This expeditionary force was indeed impressive, and it was uncertain whether they would be able to regroup in a few days. Everyone had their own tasks to complete.

Sid took out his Magic Timer, glanced at it, and shook his head.

"You can explore a bit further, but don't even think about meeting the boss. This dungeon is about to close."

"Then let's set off! We must seize every second to see as much as possible!" Lu Lu Wo seemed very excited, showing no signs of having been burned by the Sin Flame and tortured during the Hell March.

"I also think it would be good to go in and explore," Fingel suggested. "We might even run into my giant brother, who happens to be the one to fix my weapon."

This statement immediately resonated with the people, who echoed it in unison:

"You've become friends with the giant blacksmith too?"

"Of course, he looks the coolest when he upgrades my weapon for free."

"I was the only one who accidentally hit him?"

"You're asking for a beating!"

The giant blacksmith's deeds have spread quite widely among adventurers. Those adventurers who have weapons that need to be strengthened but cannot obtain rare Forging Stone are very eager to meet him, mainly because it's free and so appealing.

Some people genuinely want to make friends, and for such people, the giant blacksmith will usually give them a random ring as proof of friendship.

"By the way, do you guys think the Fang Huo Nv might be in there too? I think she's a really nice person."

"The one in the Brass Armor? Hey, I'd like to meet her too. Would she be surprised if we said we'd met her in the Painting World?"

"Hey, that's a good idea, I'm interested."

"Then I'll go see if Lord Gwyndolin is still inside!"

Looking at the bustling crowd, Sid chuckled and stroked his stubble, reminiscing about how his adventurer party used to be just as lively.

Just then, he noticed that Elsa was staring at Anor Londo in the distance, a hint of "retreat" flashing in her expression, especially when she heard people discussing the Brass Woman, her expression became even more complicated.

She had kept the discovery of the Brass Woman Armor from the cemetery a secret from everyone, and it seemed the adventurers were genuinely unaware that the Brass Woman had died in the battle against Irithyll's forces.

Thinking about this made her even more unable to hold back her emotions.

Just then, someone patted her on the shoulder. She looked up and saw it was Sid.

"Alright, stop fooling around and let's go," Sid gave her a reassuring look, then turned to the people and said, "We don't know how long the time difference is between the Painting World and the dungeon, and anything could happen. I advise you not to be too optimistic. If you get discouraged, I won't give you Tranquilizing Spell."

The adventurers burst into laughter, packed their gear, and officially set off for Anor Londo.

When skilled players team up, the atmosphere is really quite relaxed.

Anor Londo and Irithyll are not abruptly connected; they are linked by a wide road that still falls within the territory of Irithyll.

"Be careful, the enemy ahead might be feigning death."

The adventurers suddenly noticed something, which made them more alert.

The road was lined with giant slaves, which looked exactly like the two in the Cathedral of the Deep, only smaller.

In comparison, much like the difference between a colossal titan and a regular titan, there were more than a dozen titan slaves here, all lying or sitting in strange positions by the roadside, covered with a thick layer of snow, and showing no signs of life.

Does that mean adventurers will lower their guard? No, those who have made it here have all spent a lot of time in Saen and at least have some understanding of the situation here. These giant slaves will only make everyone more vigilant.

Fingel showed off his skills, throwing dozens of Flying Dagger at the giant slaves. The Flying Dagger bounced off their rock-hard skin as if they had hit something completely inanimate.

"It should be fine." He nodded.

"Is that so?" Sid curled the corner of his mouth, took out a twig-like object from his pocket, and used magic to throw it far away at a giant slave sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Bewitching Branch?" The adventurer recognized the item Sid was using. It was quite rare, with only a chance of appearing in the Catacombs of Carthus.

The giant slave, who had been bewitched by the Bewitching Branch, shuddered, suddenly stood up, and pounced on the nearest giant slave. The latter also instantly regained consciousness, and the two wrestled in the square, even waking up other giants.

Someone patted Fingel on the shoulder, their smile seemingly asking if he felt awkward.

"I'm just giving the Guild Master a chance to shine," Fingel shrugged, his expression quite natural.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, people went to fight the giant slaves. As the battle gradually expanded, they discovered that all the giant slaves on the street were alive, and there wasn't a single dead one.

It's fortunate that we encountered them. If other adventurer teams had passed through here, they would probably have been ambushed. The thought of a dozen giants rushing at you is terrifying.

Just then, a scorching heat suddenly filled the air, and a massive Magic Shield appeared, enveloping everyone.

"Boom!"

One after another, fireballs the size of human heads slammed into the Magic Shield, causing it to flicker. Sid held up the shield, and the people, noticing the attack, all looked in the direction from which the fireballs were coming.

"What's going on? Are there monsters lying in ambush?"

On a high platform far from the road, a group of obese figures were piled up together, holding up candlesticks with burning flames, and one fireball after another was launched at them.

They were just a group of magicians, nothing special.

"Wait, don't you think they look familiar?" Leon took out his binoculars to examine them closely, then handed them to the others.

"Aren't these the bishops of the Cathedral of the Deep? What are they doing here?"

The Deepwater Bishop Congregation are currently considered a popular leader, mainly because adventurers have been researching how to injure or kill more Deep Bishop in one go. This has become a trend, and recently, some people have even organized competitions.

"Send some men to take them out."

With the forces split into two groups, neither the giant slaves nor the Deep Bishop survived for long. After killing the Deep Bishop, the adventurers jumped down from the platform and rejoined the group.

They made no discovery of the staircase hidden around the corner, let alone the space beneath it and the campfire.

We just missed each other so perfectly.

The plaza where the giant slaves were located was filled with many glowing dots. Judging from their placement, they were mostly placed next to the giant slaves. If any adventurer went to pick them up, they would be severely attacked.

The edge of the road was a bottomless cliff. An adventurer spotted a corpse hanging on the railing with light floating on it, so he excitedly went over to pick it up.

"Ah!"

A scream drew everyone's attention, and they hurriedly looked in the direction from which the sound came, only to find that the adventurer had vanished.

"Did you see how he died?"

The men exchanged glances and flanked the body from both sides to investigate what was wrong with it.

It becomes clear at a glance.

Outside the fence, a giant slave stood close to the road, ready to yank anyone who came to collect the glowing spots down.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a straightforward design." People looked helpless as a spell was cast and the giant was slammed down.

It's truly amazing that the giants all over the streets didn't injure them, but rather that the seemingly insignificant dangers in the corners caused their casualties.

"Look over there, are there two people? Are they afterimages?" Lu Lu Wo shouted.

At the end of the road, on the steps leading to Anor Londo, stood two people clad in black robes. One held two hammers, and the other held two spears. Both carried staffs on their backs, and their auras suggested they were not ordinary people.

Looking at them, Leon suddenly thought of the two Exile guarding the Road of Sacrifices. Could this also be a hostile afterimage?

As people cautiously approached, sure enough, the two unleashed the spell "Deep Soul" without mercy, using the same technique employed by the Deep Bishop.

"The dungeon will close in forty minutes. End the battle quickly."

The men split into several groups and rushed forward, intending to use their numerical advantage to overwhelm the two remaining enemies. However, at that moment—

[The world has been invaded by Guardian of the God Devourer!!!]

Several dark-colored spirits appeared on the road!