Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

Chapter 142: The Broken Platinum Village

Subconsciously, I raised my foot and kicked the flying bastard in the waist.

Fortunately, the opponent was thin and not very strong, so I kicked him away.

But my shoulder was slightly stinging. Was this guy really a zombie? His skin had already cracked after just a touch.

--of course not.

The person who attacked me looked like an old man. He was so thin that he looked like he was deflated. There seemed to be something wrong with his legs. He had been lying on the ground. His face and hair were the same color, pale and silver.

This is not because he is ill, but because this guy is also the Son of Platinum.

Yes, it is the same species as those round frog faces in the Lienya Lake District.

However, the old man should be similar to the first generation, and the frog-faced one is the third generation, with the first generation beautiful girl sandwiched in between.

I guess it was the sound of my fight with Cancer that attracted him here.

——But doesn’t this old platinum move as slowly as a turtle? Just now I felt that he was quite agile...

The platinum old man turned his head and made a whining sound like a mad dog in his throat. The next second, he rushed towards me again.

——Hey, hey, hey! I have no grudge against you, so you don’t have to chase me!

——This unlucky man, Ah Tu, abandoned the dog because of its physique!

"Ahem!" I felt like the poison had gotten worse. I was too lazy to argue with this guy. The most important thing now was to find a blessing point and clear the poisoning state.

So, I blew the spirit whistle, summoned Torrett, and ran straight up the hillside.

“······Ah. ·······Ah.”

It was as if there were ghosts hiding nearby. On the way, weak sobbing sounds could be heard from both sides of the mountain path from time to time.

On those countless wooden poles hung the same platinum son as that of the old man.

The ground was littered with corpses lying all over the place, as if a group of demons were partying here, and after leaving, they threw garbage all over the ground.

They piled together like a puddle of mud. Even in the air filled with toxins, the stench like burnt protein kept irritating my nasal cavity and making me sick.

This place is simply the welcoming avenue leading to hell.

Besides, it was not easy for life on the border to die. These sons of platinum were killed after they were revived, and then revived again, over and over again, until the runes in their bodies were completely exhausted, and the demons stopped.

——No wonder that old man bites and attacks everyone he sees.

——If you manage to crawl out of such brutal killings, even a fool will go crazy.

I held back my nausea and continued to drive the Toretto upwards.

A stone bridge appeared overhead, extending to the cliff on the other side of the huge hole, where a raging fire was burning, like a candlelight flickering in the endless darkness.

——Nefeli did not appear under the stone bridge. Did she leave? Or...

I continued running up the slope with curiosity, and the village of the Sons of Platinum was right in front of me.

The scene here looked even more tragic, with decapitated corpses thrown everywhere. Even the bare tree at the entrance of the village was hung with Sons of Platinum. Some of them seemed to be twitching slightly, but it was unclear whether they were not dead yet or were blown up by the air current.

All the houses were pitch black, obviously they had been on fire, and one could even see flickering sparks inside.

In a dilapidated house in the village, the golden glow of blessing was extremely weak, like a flame about to be extinguished by darkness.

I breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the blessing still existed, ensuring that I would not be poisoned to death in this cave.

--Um?

Suddenly, in this smelly place, I seemed to smell a hint of flower fragrance.

Before I could react, a raging fire suddenly burst out from above my head, like boiling water pouring down directly on me.

“Aaaaah——” I was burned so much that I fell off Torrett.

My whole body felt like it was pierced by countless needles, but at the same time, I also clearly realized one thing:

——There is an enemy attack!

Not daring to be negligent for a moment, the moment I fell to the ground, I quickly rolled down the slope and put out the fire on my body.

I don't know how many times it rolled, but the flames subsided and the stinging sensation finally eased.

I got up and in my vision, which was sore and black from the smoke, I saw a tall and thin man like a tree trunk walking slowly towards me with a machete in his hand at the top of the ramp.

He was wrapped in a cloak that looked like tree bark, and the robe he wore had long been stained with the blood of countless Sons of Platinum, making it look black.

——The Fallen Perfumer.

These guys are like alchemists, able to flexibly utilize the properties and powders of various flowers to create tricky attacks.

Just now, he was hiding in the tree at the entrance of the village, and sprinkled me with sparks of incense that would ignite anything it touched.

Fortunately, apart from the poisoning, I was still in good health, so I could barely withstand the burning of the fire.

Now, there are only two sips left in the Red Dew Drop Holy Grail, and now I have to drink another sip.

Plus, I was greedy just now, thinking that I would find the blessing soon, so I didn't change my weapon. I still held the Lost Knight's Halberd, which I was not used to using normally.

We have to buy time to recall the hound Longfang, so we must be careful when dealing with this guy now.

Seeing the perfumer rushing towards me, I chose to put down the Lost Knight's Halberd, picked up the pyroxene magic staff, and attacked the opponent.

But I didn't expect the Perfumer to hold up a shield, blocking my attack while continuing to rush towards me.

He quickly closed the distance.

The opponent suddenly charged at me with a powerful thrust. I just dodged sideways, but I didn't expect that his other hand hidden under his cloak suddenly threw a bottle of spark incense on my face.

It was hard to defend against, but the brass shield blocked most of the pollen, and only caused small flames in my hair.

I then took the pyroxene magic wand and used it as a sword, piercing through the flaw left by the perfumer and stabbing him in the stomach... Of course, it didn't do any harm.

Even the perfumer's golden eyes hidden under his hat couldn't help but reveal a hint of ridicule.

However, the next second, the green fluorescent light of pyroxene appeared from his belly.

Magic——Pyroxene Gravel! Zero-distance bombardment!

One after another, the magic gravel hit the perfumer directly, like a fist hitting his stomach angrily.

——Do you know what a melee magician is?

Slightly——

I seemed to hear a strange crisp sound.

The perfumer was repelled and at the same time, he waved his hands and scattered.

I quickly rolled backwards to create some distance, and watched the pollen fire explode behind me like a claw waving in the air.

The perfumer quickly chased after me and began to spread sparks of incense continuously, as if a mad fire demon was attached to his body, scratching and roaring at me.

It was so hot that I couldn't get close to it.

The burning temperature on my face, coupled with the uncomfortable feeling of being tickled all over my body after being poisoned, made me gradually feel irritated.

——Is this guy's only move? Isn't it too wheelchair-like?! Also, does his spark incense have an endless supply?

Suddenly, I found a point that had been overlooked.

In the fight and dodging, we had unknowingly switched positions - I was on the slope and he was on the bottom.

——What are you waiting for? Hurry up and touch the blessed light. You can restore your status and change your weapon at the same time!

Thinking of this, I turned and ran.

After the perfumer finished setting fire, he was slightly stunned and then chased after me.

I had already run to the entrance of the village. I looked up and there seemed to be a faint sound above me. Suddenly, an idea came to my mind.

"Magic - pyroxene magic gravel." While running, he used the magic gravel to break the ropes that hung several Sons of Platinum on the tree.

As a result, after the magic wand was swung a few times, there was a sudden "bang" sound from the magic wand, and the pyroxene on the top was shattered!

——Oh my god? This thing can actually break?

But, thinking carefully, I was using the staff as a sword and casting spells at zero distance, so there seemed to be no reason why it wouldn't break.

However, what needs to be done has been done.

The few Platinum Sons who fell down were actually still alive. When they felt footsteps coming beside them, they immediately stretched out their hands and wanted to grab the other party.

The perfumer who was chasing them was naturally tripped up by them.

But this guy has no mercy at all. After all, hanging these sons of platinum on the trees was something he did for fun.

With a wave of his hand and a drop of his sword, platinum blood splattered on the ground like ink.

"Oh~ How cruel. Are you the only cruel lunatics under Baizhi's command?"

The perfumer just raised his head, and I guess my figure must have looked like a ghost, flashing by in his eyes.

Combat skills - Wolf Attack Blood Dance.

The next second, a glaring red color appeared on the silver land.

The Fallen Perfumer himself fell into the pile of corpses he had just piled up.