Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

Let's start the experiment!

While Nepheli Lu was facing off with Greg, he attracted his attention.

I walked quickly and carefully from a pile of stone tablets nearby, went around behind Greg, and approached him... He should not have noticed it at all, after all, the mountain demon's body was huge, and after having so many limbs attached to his back, Little Ge looked a little hunchbacked. At the same time, the limbs would somewhat block his vision.

Of course, these are just my speculations based on the fact that Greg didn't turn his head to look at me, and they are not important.

I gripped the straight sword tightly, and kept my position behind Greg's buttocks. While staring at his arms that looked like seaweed on his back, I walked towards him carefully and quickly.

—Come on, Greg.

—Let me see how you control these arms.

Of course, if Xiao Ge doesn’t react in time, I will launch a sneak attack without hesitation and use the bloody slash.

Hey~

But just as I got closer, he suddenly raised the arm holding the staff on his back, swung it lightly, and lit up the academy's magic runes to attack me.

——Has it been noticed?

As I stepped back, I glanced at Greg's head, but he still seemed to ignore me and was concentrating on hacking and slashing at Nefeli.

Moreover, after I took a few steps back, the opponent's magic attack ended and his arms drooped again.

But judging from the effect of the pyroxene magic gravel just now, the effective range of Greg's magic should be about ten meters, which is completely beyond the distance between me and him now.

Did Greg stop on his own initiative, or... did the arm stop by itself?

Ah! Nefeli seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. She was forced to retreat again and again by Xiao Ge, and was getting closer and closer to the edge of the cliff.

We need support quickly!

I charged forward again, and soon, the arms on Greg's back attacked me.

Arrows and magic came one after another. Even if I held up my shield to block them all, they still attacked.

Soon, the distance was enough, I brushed my left palm with the tip of the sword, and used a fighting skill towards Xiao Ge's back - Blood Slash!

Suddenly, my attack blew away one of Xiao Ge's arms again.

"Oh? So you're here, you despicable fader." Greg looked back at me and said, "But it's really not painful."

As he spoke, the dragon arm on his left side suddenly turned around, flames burning in his mouth, and the extremely hot aura directly blew me away, forcing me to step back to avoid it.

While Greg was attracted to me, Nepheli quickly adjusted her position and took a breath.

And I also got the key information:

——Xiao Ge rarely, or even never, used his main consciousness to control the arms on the back of his hands.

In other words, the attacks carried out by those hands were more like a set program that would be triggered automatically as long as someone approached within a certain range.

So, what happens if there is a bug in the program?

——I’m very curious, Xiao Ge.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile slightly. Perhaps, I had found the key to breaking the deadlock.

As for Greg, he turned his head and saw that we had both distanced ourselves from each other. His arm seemed to automatically pick up the hand I had cut off, and then used the restorative prayer "Grace and Blessing" to reattach it.

"Actually, you don't have to struggle. The commotion in the city tonight was caused by you two Faded Ones, right?" He was in no hurry to attack. Instead, he said to us with a smile, "In Stoneville, my army is strong. Your companions will surely be suppressed soon. When the exiles surround this place, how can you escape even if you have great abilities?... I admire your courage. If you surrender now and bring those guys who betrayed me here, I can consider letting you go and making you my subordinates."

——Although we are at a great disadvantage now, Xiao Ge, you are trying to persuade us to surrender. Could it be that your strength can’t keep up?

Nepheli took a few breaths and responded coldly: "Grek, to what extent do you want to tarnish the honor of a warrior? I even feel sad for your subordinates."

"Defiled? How can there be defilement?" Greg said calmly, "I am only fulfilling our long-cherished wish. I want to lead us back to our homeland, back to the Golden Dynasty... You Faded Ones are the same, right? You are working so hard, aren't you also working hard to repair the magic circle and let the border area return to its glorious era?!"

"But there are thousands of ways to do it, but you chose the most inappropriate one, 'limb grafting'!"

“Hahaha, is there anything wrong with that? Without strong power, the dynasty will decline, or even linger on, just to survive!” Greg seemed to have touched upon his past, with a ferocious look on his face, “I, have simply gathered everyone’s power together, and as the Golden King, I will bear it to pave the way forward for us... You have seen it too, now my power is unmatched! I am the orthodox of the destined Golden Dynasty!”

As the saying goes, unity is strength, and it is not wrong.

——But, Xiao Ge, it seems that your unity is used in the wrong place?

Facing Greg, whose ideas were completely distorted, Nepheli was choked up and speechless.

But Greg, there's a huge hole in your thinking.

"Invincible? I admit that you are now many times stronger than the Greg I know." I said the truth, "But, little Ge, have you ever thought about how much of the power you have seized by force or fraud can really be used by yourself?"

"······What do you mean? Under my power, you are just a crawling mouse."

"No, I've discovered your secret, Greg." I pointed at the arms on his back and continued, "Those hands are not completely controlled by you. They just perform some mechanical movements automatically. The only ones that are truly controlled by you are probably the hands holding the double axes and the dragon hand you just received tonight."

I took a deep breath and stretched out my hand. A golden rune flew over from the blessing point beside the courtyard gate and condensed into a large leather shield in my hand. I planned to throw it hard over Greg's head to Nefeli.

As a result, the arm on Greg's back immediately moved, and arrows and magic poured out.

Unfortunately, it missed the target, and the big leather shield still fell steadily into Nepheli's hands.

——So any movable object that enters the range will be counted as an attack target?

"Look." I pretended to know this too.

Greg asked indifferently, "So what? Even if you see through me, how can you two be my opponent?"

"If it's not yours, it's not yours forever." I held the shield steady and gripped the sword tightly. "Next, I will do my best to prove this to you, Greg."

"You're talking big, then let's try it!" Greg entered the combat state again.

Just give it a try, that’s what you said!

Since you yourself are not willing to protect your hands, then don't blame me and Nefeli for being even more inhuman!