Limgrave

"Thump!"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the puddle was deafening; it was Fan En who had fallen to the ground.

If you include the time spent watching the video, how long did he fall in the air? I'd guess almost ten minutes.

Where else in the outside world could you find a place where you could freefall for almost ten minutes and not die? Only in underground cities could such a spectacle occur.

Fan En is now fully conscious, but he can't move his body. He can only lie on the ground, without even the strength to lift his head. Although he can't feel any pain, he feels as if he has been crippled. His newly conscious mind has become drowsy again, and he can barely keep his eyelids open.

"Tap, tap"

There seemed to be an unusual sound coming from ahead, like the sound of horses' hooves.

He tried to look up, but could only see furry white hooves in front of him; he had no strength left to look any higher.

It really is a horse?

It was a creature that looked like a horse that lowered its head and nuzzled him gently.

I'm not dead yet. Although I really wanted to say that, Fan En didn't have the strength to speak right now.

"Don't worry, Torrent, there's still hope." A woman's voice came from above. She dismounted, her cloak swaying in Fan En's view.

Another person has arrived?

Fan En recalled the four-armed, blue-skinned woman in the video who seemed to be telling a story, but the person standing in front of him now was clearly a completely different person, as could be told just by listening to her voice.

The former's tone is more varied, with arrogance and other emotions shifting freely, revealing a meticulous mind.

The latter's tone didn't seem to change at all, and for some reason, there's a word that seems particularly fitting to describe her—

Wood.

"This person will definitely also be pursuing the Elden Ring." The wooden-like woman leaned down slightly and placed something beside him.

At this moment, exhaustion surged into Fan En's heart like a tide. He not only lacked the strength to lift his head, but he also lacked the strength to keep his eyes open.

In the moments before he lost consciousness, he heard the woman's last words.

Even if that would betray the Golden Order.

After an unknown amount of time, Fan En slowly woke up and finally regained enough strength to support his body. He got up, still wearing his clothes which were already soaked by the water on the ground.

"What exactly is that?"

He was certain that the horse and woman he had just seen were not hallucinations, because something that hadn't been on him before had actually appeared in his hand: two bottles, one red and one blue, with golden stripes like crisscrossing tree branches intertwined on their surfaces, creating a unique beauty.

[Crimson Flask]

[It is said that the Golden Grail received drops of grace; this bottle was made in reference to the Golden Grail.]

[After filling the container with red dewdrops, using it will restore vitality and heal injuries. You can replenish it by resting under the blessing.]

[In pursuit of the Elden Ring, drifting to the graveyard—this item should surely heal the Tarnished's gradually dying body.]

The blue bottle can restore magic power after drinking it. Fan En opened it and looked at it. It seemed that there was only one sip of each of them.

Got it, it's Healing Potion and magic potions!

"So she was a kind person who came to deliver something."

With a sigh, he stopped worrying about the woman's origins and whereabouts, and happily hung the two Flask of the Sacred Chalice on his belt, suddenly feeling that his life was secure.

"I wonder where everyone went. Since I didn't die from the fall, it means You Fei should be alright too."

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking around, he realized that he had fallen into a place that resembled a graveyard. There was nothing around him except a tunnel leading deeper into the ground.

When Gong Qiying recreates maps, he will naturally make changes. Maps like the Study Cave, which are designed specifically for beginners, are not worth recreating.

Maybe we can add that when we release a mod that makes all enemies random for adventurers in the future; that would definitely be a great entertainment.

Looking up, you should see the Chapel of Anticipation where he fell. It's some unknown distance from the cemetery, well beyond the limits of human vision, and it's completely obscured by a thick, leaden-gray fog, making it impossible to determine.

Fan En stared at the top for a while, and suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"What would happen if I climbed back up from here?"

My heart is filled with restless desire.

"Once we gather more companions, we'll try climbing it. Maybe we can even get the hidden rewards in the dungeon."

He put the idea aside for the time being and walked towards the only tunnel, which led to a long corridor. At the end of the corridor, there stood a classic elevator.

But on the way to the elevator, something else caught Fan En's attention.

One side of the corridor is open, and there is a large open space that can be jumped down to explore. It is unknown where it leads, but many adventurers will probably want to jump down and take a look.

However, the entrance was blocked by white mist, just like the Fog Gate, making it impossible to break through.

Before the white mist, a Little Devil Statue stood there, with sockets on its body, as if some kind of key needed to be inserted.

As soon as Fan En approached, he saw this message.

Insert the Stonesword Key to break the seal.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the so-called Stonesword Key on him, but he made a note of this place to explore in the future.

This design is quite ingenious, encouraging adventurers to return to the starting point in the future, preventing them from wasting the map by never returning to it.

"Buzz—"

The elevator carried Fan En upwards, and the ascent was quite long. Eerie lights occasionally shone from the surrounding stone walls, appearing to him like falling streaks of light, creating a mysterious and fantastical atmosphere, as if foreshadowing that he was ascending into a wondrous and magnificent world.

Fan En had never been so excited about the unknown things that were about to happen. As the elevator slowly came to a stop, he jumped out and ran toward the last door that separated him from the outside world.

He didn't enter the dungeon for revenge or for a better life; now he explores it with a much more relaxed purpose, and just thinking about it makes him feel as comfortable as if he'd put on new underwear.

Come on, let me see what kind of world lies behind this door!

He bent down and lifted the Stone Gate. Just as he opened it a crack, the bright sunlight pierced the darkness of the secret chamber.

The moment the door closed behind me, the smell of rust and decaying earth was crushed by the clean wind and thrown to the back of my mind, leaving only fresh air and golden sunlight to embrace me.

The colossal tree, resembling molten gold, pierced through the clouds— the Erdtree stood silently in the distance, its massive form occupying almost half of the field of vision. The wind seemed to surge through its branches, carrying the rustling sound of golden leaves rubbing against each other.

The Erdtree is far away, so far that you can see most of its trunk from here, as distant as a saint's image seen through a church window in childhood. Yet its enormous size makes it seem very close, close enough that people can see the shimmering light between the uneven bark.

At the foot of the Erdtree, before the cliff where Fan En stood, the ruins of ancient buildings unfolded like a silent epic. Broken arches pierced the earth like the ribs of giants, and a dilapidated church stood not far away, its spire piercing the sunlight. A burly knight clad in golden armor patrolled among the ruins.

Closer up, vast expanses of lush green grass, a rarity in Reed, stretched out before you. Sheep grazed and rolled about leisurely, and the sound of ocean waves seemed to drift in. White-headed birds flew overhead, full of life. They contrasted sharply with the ancient ruins, creating a juxtaposition of contrasting yet harmonious styles.

The words "Limgrave" appeared before my eyes.

Fan En smiled with satisfaction at the fantastical scene that was both expected and unexpected.

This perfectly matched all his imaginations about the dungeon.

"It's so beautiful," he exclaimed sincerely.

Just as he was looking for a place to enjoy the beautiful scenery he had never seen before, a discordant sound came from somewhere.

"Fan En? You're out here too! Come help me, I can't catch up with this guy!"

Where did that voice come from? It sounds like You Fei.

He blinked and looked around but couldn't find the other person.

"Down there, down there!" You Fei shouted, accompanied by the sounds of battle.

Fan En looked down and, sure enough, found You Fei at the bottom of the cliff. She was covered in blood and chasing after... well, a guy wearing White Mask.

The person wearing the somewhat sinister White Mask was wielding a strange weapon that looked like a bouquet of flowers. He was churning out swarms of bloody flies with his bare hands and throwing them at You Fei. Just a tiny bit of a fly would cause severe bleeding, which explained why she had so much blood on her body.

The White Mask figure was quite fast, nimbly dodging You Fei's attacks, and was also very familiar with the terrain, so it was hard to catch up for a while.

"What happened?" Fan En asked as he jumped down to chase after the White Mask, only to bump into a silly sheep rolling towards him.

"They're the enemy! Enemies lying in ambush at the door! How treacherous!" You Fei said indignantly.

"I saw this guy as soon as I opened the door. Luckily, I was quick enough to strike first, or he would have ambushed me! Look, I still haven't taken him down. This guy is a tough nut to crack."

"Is that so?"

Fan En crawled out of the fluffy ball of fur, instinctively sensing that something was amiss.

Would an enemy who really wanted to launch a sneak attack let you see them when you opened the door?

Well, since we've already started fighting, let's just enjoy the battle. Besides, the White Mask doesn't look like a good person.

"If you think I'm just a kind and good person, then experience the price of looking down on people!" The White Mask let out a curse-like cry, turned around and stabbed Fan En repeatedly. Each time, the flower-shaped weapon drew blood. This fierce attack was almost comparable to that of a hunter.

Fan En was still managing to hold on, which gave You Fei a good opportunity to catch up and shoot the White Mask man in the kidneys.

The White Mask groaned in pain, then flung out a swarm of flies to force the two back. This strange bleeding magic made the two very wary.

Then, he did something unexpected.

Without the slightest hesitation, the White Mask turned and ran off the battlefield, running so resolutely and without any defenses on his back, as if he were drawing people over.

Fan En took two steps forward, about to raise his gun to fire, while You Fei also gathered his fighting spirit at the tip of his spear, preparing to unleash an attack.

However, on the narrow path that the White Mask ran towards, there was another figure: a burly knight wielding Golden Halberd, fully armed to the point that even his steed was clad in golden armor.

[The Tree Sentinel]!