Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

I decided to start leveling!

For Lani, I have to turn into a werewolf~For Lani...

Okay, okay, no more jokes.

Although most of the purpose is indeed to meet Lani again, but as Galie said, don't wait until the time of need, then find out that you are powerless.

Besides, I had made an agreement with Melina to take her to the golden tree.

It's not a good idea to keep dragging it out and stay in the Novice Village.

The closest place to explore to the Airey Church must be the forest cave in the woods outside.

If I remember correctly, defeating the BOSS inside will drop fire-resistant items, so you will be prepared when you really have to fight a dragon in the future.

Add to that the cave, even a level one player can handle it... That's right, I'm still level one, there's no room for improvement at all!

What's more, I already have a plug-in prop like the Soul Summoning Bell, so it's not easy to deal with the few wolf cubs inside~

Watch me clear the level with one life!

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According to the memory in the game, I quickly found the cave at the foot of the cliff in the forest.

After lighting up the blessing point at the entrance, I held the shield in my left hand and clenched the torch that I bought from Galie for two hundred dollars in my right hand, and walked into the deep and dark cave.

The air was damp and sticky, like a sewer filled with corrosion.

I couldn't help swallowing, bending down, and trying to lower the sound of my footsteps. After all, the main enemy in the cave was wild wolves, and if they were alarmed, they would rush over and be difficult to deal with.

Gradually, a faint firelight appeared in front of the cave.

I walked forward cautiously and passed through the cave, which turned into a huge empty space. At the bottom of the low stone cliff that was attached to the mountain wall like a corridor, there were several wild wolves gathered around the campfire.

They all seemed to be still asleep and didn't notice me... Hmm? There was a chewing sound from below.

I couldn't help but look down, and saw two or three wild wolves biting a Greg soldier.

In an instant, the smell of blood that was originally mixed in the air stood out. The strong smell was suffocating, and it was even like a hand frantically stirring my throat and stomach, making me unable to control my dry heaving: "Woo! Woo——"

Oops! Wolves have very sensitive hearing!

By the time I realized this common sense, it was already too late.

The white wolf beside the campfire stood up suddenly, turned around, and its dark green eyes met mine in an instant.

"Ouch——"

We've been discovered. We have to retreat quickly!

"Roar!"

The wild wolf that was gnawing at the bottom of the low cliff heard the command from the wolf king, suddenly jumped up, and pounced on me with its bloody mouth wide open.

I was startled and fell backwards to the ground.

Then I realized: they can't jump up from this position.

But just in this moment of hesitation and fright, the King of White Wolves stepped onto the stone pillar beside the rock path with incredible agility, and pounced directly at me with a double jump.

Compared to the confusing AI mechanism in the game that just jumps up and down, the difference is huge!

There was no time to stand up, and I subconsciously raised my shield to block the wolf king while kicking it in the abdomen, pushing it backwards... It's over, how did I block my own way back!

"Aow! Aow! Aow!"

Inside the cave, wolves howled one after another.

The other wild wolves also followed the wolf king's route and ran up the rock trail, but they were smaller in size and could not do two consecutive jumps.

Taking advantage of this time, I got up, ran to the other end of the rock trail, and jumped down.

"Ouch!"

Oh my god, there are wolves down there!

After sweeping the opponent away with a stick holding the torch in his right hand, he quickly ran deeper into the cave.

Since these guys are gathering around the campfire to keep warm, it means they are not afraid of fire like ordinary wild beasts. So you can’t hesitate with torches in your hands, you must risk everything and rush into the BOSS room in the deepest part of the cave!

After all, in the game, ordinary monsters cannot step into the area where the BOSS is...

"Ouch!"

Two or three wild wolves rushed in without hesitation and continued to bite me.

Tsk, I really thought too much!

In the real world of the Ring of Magic, there is no setting of fog that rises to separate the inside and outside of the boss room. These guys will naturally not let go of the prey that is right in front of them.

However, I still have a trump card - come on, my wolf spirit companion!

jingle!

As the summoning bell rang, three blue and white wolf-like figures instantly appeared beside me. They looked ferocious and bared their teeth. They rushed forward and knocked the chasing wolves to the ground in a few rounds.

Even the White Wolf King was stuck at the entrance of the cave, baring his teeth vigilantly and ferociously, but blocking his wolf brothers behind him and not daring to take a single step forward.

"Hahaha, now you know how powerful I am~" I couldn't help but feel a little proud, "Group fighting is justice, the three wolves are the best helpers for the early stage of the magic circle! There is no other helper!"

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard behind me.

I turned my head and saw a huge blade coming towards me.

He subconsciously raised his large leather shield to block, but was still knocked away by the opponent's powerful impact.

I quickly flipped backwards with the Spirit Crane move, and quickly got up, only then did I see my opponent clearly - Fam Azra's orc!

This guy was holding a strange axe-shaped double-edged machete in his hand, wearing a thick suit of armor, with a huge dragon orc head, gray-black hair stained with blood, and he kept gasping for breath.

——This guy seems to have been in a fierce battle, so he is recuperating here?

I glanced around the cave. The scattered bones and the collapsed bodies of the Grek soldiers were all ringing alarm bells in my mind - no matter whether this guy was injured or not, if I didn't pay attention, I would end up like them.

"Roar--"

coming!

The orc growled, raised the machete with both hands, and pounced forward with its hind legs, like a lion's open mouth, ready to tear the enemy to pieces.

But - don't underestimate me!

While rolling to the side to avoid the attack, I put away the torch, drew out the sword, jumped up, and slashed at the opponent.

That’s right, the most powerful move against this guy is the jump attack, which can cause its huge stiffness, stop the orc’s attack and cause higher damage!

when!

The straight sword hit the armor, and sparks flew.

The orc staggered back a step, then suddenly let out an angry and loud roar that made my ears buzz.

Then, the blade swung down quickly.

I flipped backwards repeatedly to create distance, tempting the orc to attack again - gathering power with one hand, then thrusting forward with my foot!

Very good, all as I expected!

I jumped up again, dodging the orc's second spinning slash, and slashed down with the sword, and this time my goal was to take the orc's head!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the orc covered his head and stepped back.

I cut off half of its scalp, and bright red blood gushed out.

All I could feel was my whole body trembling with excitement. The air was rusty and my fingers were sticky, as if my hands were firmly grasped by a straight sword.

I looked down and saw that the blood of the orc had just splattered on my body and was dripping down along the blade of the straight sword.

A vague feeling of strangeness arose from the depths of my heart, as if a greasy stain had stuck to my clothes, and rubbing it had no effect but instead kept expanding.

It's like a thorn in my throat, and I can't say anything.