"Ah!"
"Hurry up and log in to fight!"
Chen Yingying buried her face even lower.
"Okay, okay."
Tang Wanqiu dotingly patted his wife's small head, then logged into the game.
Ding——!
Ding——!
Ding——!
Tang Wanqiu pulled the lever and rang the grand bell atop the ancient dragon.
[After the bell rings, no one shall remain.]
"What a terrifying sight."
At this moment, Tang Wanqiu had not yet experienced the beatings of the Nameless King, and he appeared full of confidence.
This was a true man who had faced the ancient dragon head-on without any prompts from Lu Li.
He had his own confidence.
As a non-professional player who could keep up with the first-tier progression,
Tang Wanqiu had some research into Soul-like games.
He had even summarized his own mnemonic.
Humanoid targets are weak to spears, furry targets are weak to fire!
Heavy armor is weak to lightning, large bodies are weak to doors!
Kowtow beneath the crotch, attack its Yin essence!
With this mnemonic, Tang Wanqiu was almost invincible against some elite enemies and even some bosses in Dark Souls.
When everyone was tormented by the ancient dragon, he had already discovered through experience that this fellow was afraid of poison and managed to poison it to death with mercury.
This was the confidence he had to readily agree to his wife's request.
"Wife, I'm going in!"
As the bell atop the dragon's head resounded through the sky, a gale rose, and clouds churned.
The clear, vast sky instantly turned into a sandstorm with dark clouds obscuring the sun.
In the depths of the sky, dragon statues were arranged side-by-side, majestic and imposing.
At the end, a silver-armored divine soldier descended with the storm dragon, dancing in the wind.
The Three Realms lost their color!
The Five Elements retreated three miles!
"Mmm... so cool!"
"bg/
*Swish!*
Rapid Flash!
The ashen figure rolled desperately, successfully dodging the dragon attacking from his rear right.
"Phew!"
Tang Wanqiu breathed a long sigh of relief. This boss could identify its position by sound, which was a very advantageous condition for him.
Facing the Nameless King directly, he discovered another problem.
This fellow actually had two lock-on points: the dragon's head and the Nameless King standing on its back.
*Clang!*
*Hiss!*
The short blades met, and Tang Wanqiu suffered again. This heavy spear strike took away more than half of his health, leaving him with only a sliver of life.
Too painful!
Due to the large attack amplitude when the Nameless King attacked, Tang Wanqiu failed to lock on, instead locking onto the dragon's head. This caused the parry's direction to deviate, and the parry failed.
The spear, wrapped in golden lightning, almost took his life, but it also gave him an opportunity to attack the dragon.
Tang Wanqiu thrust his spear fiercely at the attack point several times.
HP -258, slightly more than one percent.
Heh,
What a desperate difference in damage.
Tang Wanqiu smiled bitterly, and then was grazed by the residual power of the falling lightning, successfully losing his first life.
"You can do it, husband!"
Chen Yingying clenched her small fists at the side, cheering her husband on.
Encouraged, Tang Wanqiu immediately revived from the bonfire and stood before the Nameless King.
Dive attack, blindside lightning, close-range charge, dragon's indiscriminate trampling, dragon's fire breath.
He identified five attack patterns with one life and silently memorized them, then practiced accordingly.
It took him dozens of lives before he found the opportunity within these attack intervals to chip away a tenth of the Nameless King's health.
Only then did he begin to directly confront these combos with his own body.
*Clang clang clang—!!*
*Ding ding ding—!!*
The sound of the keyboard emitted rhythmically like musical notes. Chen Yingying was mesmerized. Was her husband this handsome when he was focused on a game?
[You have died]
"Phew!!"
Tang Wanqiu let out a long breath, calmly facing the repeated failure, and set out from the bonfire again.
"Honey, have some water."
Chen Yingying handed the water cup to Tang Wanqiu, "Why don't you rest for a while? You've been playing for over an hour. Let me massage your hands."
"It's fine, this is just the beginning. I'll be able to figure out this boss's combos soon."
Tang Wanqiu drank some water and immediately rushed forward again.
Bosses like the Nameless King, who rode on the back of a dragon, were different from other bosses. Almost all the tricks in his mnemonic were useless, and even the seemingly invincible parry skill lost its luster against the principal.
And his opportunities to attack were too few. He only had a few seconds to output damage when the Nameless King landed and its head drooped.
During this time, he would also be whipped by the Nameless King's lightning five-hit combo.
To reduce the Nameless King's health to below half, one needed to seize at least thirty attack opportunities, and each time, effective damage needed to be dealt.
These thirty attack opportunities were fought for amidst nearly a hundred of the Nameless King's combo attacks.
He currently had 9 Estus Flasks, meaning he only had ten chances of error in these hundred attacks. While it seemed like many opportunities, in a high-frequency battle, this margin of error would become increasingly tight as the battle continued.
Conclusion: Difficult!
In two words: extremely difficult!
And this was only the first phase of the battle. However, it was precisely these battles, where one could constantly feel the epic sense sweeping towards them, that allowed Tang Wanqiu to transcend.
When the Nameless King, riding the flying dragon, soared through the sky, his hand lit up with a dazzling spear of lightning.
When he gently stroked the dragon's head and breathed out flames that melted everything, every frame of the battle was both heart-pounding and breathtakingly beautiful.
Chen Yingying quietly lay on the desk, watching these scenes, not daring to breathe too heavily, for fear of disturbing her husband's operations.
"Wow!!"
"What a fantastic game! These two hundred yuan were well spent!!"
The first phase was spent in hundreds of deaths, and Tang Wanqiu was thoroughly satisfied!
His hands trembled as he pulled away from the keyboard.
"It feels like all previous battles were about fighting bosses, but this battle against the Nameless King gave me the feeling of challenging a god."
"Phew!!"
Tang Wanqiu clenched his fists, "This sense of accomplishment after victory is too amazing!"
"Too amazing, wife!"
"Keep your voice down, don't let the neighbors misunderstand." Chen Yingying quickly covered her mouth.
She glanced at the game screen and reminded him, "It's not over yet. Look, there's still a CG."
On the screen,
The Nameless King jumped off the dying storm dragon, walked to the front of the dragon, gently stroked its horn, raised his right hand, and thrust the lightning spear into the dragon's head.
*Rumble!!*
Instantly, lightning erupted, shaking the heavens and earth!
It appeared!
The Soul Transference Ritual!!
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