Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

Chapter 258: Deathwing (Part )

——War brings death.

Dark clouds rolled in, and in Yelineya, in the church area in front of the academy, a huge vortex appeared in the sky, which stunned everyone.

The snow was falling slowly, the pale souls of the dead were floating around, and the ghosts were howling.

It was the first time I saw such a strange sight. “What is this? Could it be…”

"what--"

Suddenly, a shrill cry sounded like a claw, squeezing my heart hard.

At the same time, the skinny figure that appeared in the vortex of the dead souls suddenly reminded me of the rather tricky monster in the game - the Death Ritual Bird! Moreover, there were two of them!

——In the game, outside the church area at the south gate of Rhea Lukalia College, there are indeed two dead birds on the left and right. One is ordinary, and the other is a ritual bird that can use ghost magic.

It seems that the large number of deaths caused by the war attracted them all here.

boom!

The two monsters swung their hook sticks and fell directly from the sky, like two huge rocks smashing into the center of the battlefield, creating a huge splash of water.

"Ahhhh-"

The sharp and piercing roar caused black thorns to instantly burst out of the bodies of those who were hit by the falling bird of death and had no time to escape, and they were riddled with holes due to death.

Like two enchanting flowers of evil, they bloomed on the battlefield, announcing the coming of death to everyone.

Moreover, this method of death curse was very familiar to the people from Stonewell. Some people in the cavalry were horrified and tied up their horses involuntarily: "Black... Blackthorn Death Curse?!"

“Don’t stop!” I yelled and continued to drive Torret forward. “The Death Bird’s Curse Roar doesn’t have a wide range of effect. As long as you don’t get too close, you won’t be infected by the Blackthorn Death Curse!”

Moreover, it was clear at a glance that the Bird of Death was not coming to assist any of us.

These two monsters, each at least half the size of a dragon, wielded death hook clubs, killing everyone indiscriminately and disrupting the battle situation.

The pale resentful spirits emanating from them penetrated into the people's bodies and seemed to suck away the body temperature. The soldiers' faces turned pale in an instant and they fell to the ground powerlessly.

Such chaos actually created a chance for us to escape. After all, many Cuckoo Knights who were blocking the road were attracted by the two guys who suddenly broke in, and they had to guard against them.

"Torret, run!" I urged, wanting to take this opportunity to bypass the death ritual bird and evacuate the battlefield with the cavalry.

But things didn't go as smoothly as expected.

Somehow, just as I was cautiously watching out for the death ritual bird's every move, this guy suddenly turned his head, seemed to make eye contact with me, and then flapped his jet-black wings and suddenly soared into the air, swinging his hook stick and smashing towards us: "Ahhh——"

"Everyone, get out of the way!" I shouted loudly, and at the same time quickly pulled Torret's reins and ran.

A bone-chilling gust of wind suddenly blew from the side.

Torrett jumped with all his might and narrowly avoided the Death Ritual Bird's volley and sweep from above the hook stick.

I quickly adjusted my direction and prepared to continue running straight.

But Nepheli suddenly hugged me from behind and shouted, "Torret, jump to the side with all your strength!"

Phew——

Torret understood Nefeli's words, and tried his best to carry the two of us to the side and perform a double jump.

Almost at the same time, a pale cold light flashed from my side, as if cutting a deep abyss directly on the surface of the lake. The spiritual fire was burning, and it was as if countless resentful souls stretched out their hands from it, trying to drag anyone who approached into death.

——The EX curry stick of the Death Ritual Bird may trigger the freezing state if you are not careful. This is also a set of skills that can kill A-ti instantly in the game.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Seeing that its first move failed, the Death Ritual Bird began to chase after it, waving its hook stick and slashing wildly with great force.

——I can only say that Ah Dai’s physique is inherently unlucky.

I didn't do anything, and in such a chaotic battlefield, I still attracted the hatred of the Death Ritual Bird.

Besides, Nefeliko and I are both Faded, so our bad luck is doubled!

It was at such an unlucky moment that the reckless Cuckoo Knights would come charging at us on their war horses, thrusting their spears straight at us.

Nepheli swung her battle axe to block the opponent's spear. While Torret was accelerating to shake him off, she struck back with another strike, cutting the warhorse's neck.

Although the wound was not big, it scared the opponent's horse, and it stopped and neighed as if it was a conditioned reflex.

As a result, he was hooked by the death ritual bird and was directly knocked away along with his horse.

——A moment of silence, he deserves it.

"Zero, it looks like this guy has set his sights on us. We can't run away." Nepheli suggested, "Why don't we just get rid of it here!"

"No, you are now the general of Stonewell, you can't act rashly! Even if we want to deal with this guy, we must at least return to our camp first and then think of a way!" I refuted while pulling the reins again, "Torret, please, hold on a little longer!"

Nepheli seemed to be convinced by me. She sighed softly and lay on my back in silence.

"Ah-"

At this moment, the death ritual bird made another strange cry.

We all turned our heads subconsciously and saw that the guy couldn't catch up with us for a while, so he seemed to take his anger out on the cuckoos that also tripped him up. He flapped his black wings and suddenly soared into the air.

Its entire body glowed with a white-blue glow, and against the black night sky, it even seemed a little sacred.

Then countless resentful souls flew out from it and transformed into thin beams of light.

brush brush --

They were death ritual spears, with sharp spikes on the top like the Blackthorn Death Curse, pouring down like a rainstorm without any warning.

The screams all around were rising and falling. If one ran a step slower, one would be stabbed by the ritual spears and look like one cursed to death by the black thorns.

Moreover, this Death Ritual Bird was actually just like his Meow Bomber, flapping its wings and continuously pouring attacks towards the ground.

"Zero, lie down a little, drive Torret forward, and don't worry about the situation behind." Nefeli said so. She raised the battle axe above our heads and then spun it madly.

Rumble!

The storm formed a barrier, and the golden thunder was like a swimming dragon, protecting us.

The Death Ritual Spear flew over, but was actually swallowed up by Nepheli's storm, and could only let out a helpless wail like a resentful spirit.

As for the cuckoo beside him or the Sons of Platinum blocking the way, they were already busy dodging the torrential rain of death ritual birds, and they had no time to block the way.

I clamped my legs around Torrett and everything went smoothly.

Until three blue arcs of light suddenly rose from the front and shot towards the sky, forcing the Death Ritual Bird to stop and let out an angry roar.

Magic——Giant Sword Formation!

"Ahhh!" Kalia's mountain giant Bols roared at Gang.

His majestic figure was like a city gate, welcoming Nepheli and me, supporting us inside, and keeping death out.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and finally returned to the camp of the Allied Forces.

——Next, it’s time to deal with this monster.