"Wait." Seeing Xia Yu approach the Prince of Death's face with a heavy hammer, Rogier hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "What do you want to do?"
"Do what?" Xia Yu turned his head in confusion, "Isn't it obvious? I'm going to forge a weapon."
No, if you hadn't said it, I really wouldn't have guessed you were forging a weapon. Also, why are you forging a weapon here?!
Rogier muttered in his heart, but his body quickly moved forward, walking to Xia Yu's side.
"Sorry, can I investigate first? I'm very interested in the product left by the Night of the Black Knives Conspiracy."
"Hmm... no." Xia Yu shook his head directly, "You say you want to investigate, but can you resist the dense Curse of Death?"
"It's not that I look down on you, but no matter how I look at it, you don't seem to have any means of resistance."
Xia Yu's merciless words darkened Rogier's face, but the other party was right; he indeed had no way to resist the Curse of Death.
He had only thought about investigating the product left by the Night of Conspiracy and had not considered his own safety at all. As long as he could survive, there would be no other problems.
"Then your forging shouldn't affect this corpse, right?" Rogier asked cautiously.
Xia Yu smiled without speaking, and Rogier's heart sank; he already knew the answer.
"Then can you..."
"No." Xia Yu interrupted Rogier before he could finish, "If you don't have the power to resist the Curse of Death, don't even think about studying the corpse here, or you'll be cursed to death."
"But..."
"No buts!" Xia Yu finished speaking, then reached out to turn Rogier around and pushed him towards the entrance, "Wait patiently for me. If you don't disturb me, I might tell you some things I know."
"Now, go on."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Yu pushed hard, and Rogier stumbled back to the entrance, then looked at Xia Yu, who had picked up the heavy hammer again, with some worry.
He really wanted to do something, but facing such a powerful and fierce person, he had almost no way to deal with him.
Glancing at the Half-Wolf and the Hound Knight leaning against the entrance, Rogier sighed faintly and could only lean on the other side, waiting for it to end.
I hope he won't lie to me, Rogier thought silently, looking at Xia Yu's back.
On the other side, Xia Yu, who stepped into the range of the Prince of Death's face, immediately felt a dense aura of death entwining him.
That was the Curse of Death that arose from Godwyn's corpse after his death. The Prince of Death's face left here was also full of this curse.
Although named Curse of Death, its actual name in the Elden Ring World is Sudden Death. However, because the Dark Souls World also has a similar curse called Curse of Death, Xia Yu is accustomed to calling the curse here Curse of Death.
Moreover, Curse of Death sounds cooler than Sudden Death, at least Xia Yu thinks so.
"Hiss, as expected of the Curse of Death."
Feeling the curse gradually entwine his body, Xia Yu mobilized the magic power within him. In an instant, a golden glow vibrated on his body, and the entwining curse was immediately dispersed.
This was a new protective incantation he had researched with his incantation teacher, Corhyn. Its purpose was to dispel the accumulation of curses.
Although the Curse of Death is powerful, it is still within the realm of curses.
As Xia Yu walked step by step to the center of the Prince of Death's face, the dense Curse of Death intensified again. Within the originally rotten and hollow eyelids, dots of bloody tears appeared.
"Sure enough, it's still alive."
Xia Yu stepped on the squirming octopus-like face. If this face were cut with a knife, blood would appear. The soul was already dead, and no matter how much vitality was infused into the body, it would be impossible to revive it.
Thinking about it carefully, the worlds are indeed different. If this were in the Nier World, the Prince of Death would have long since given birth to a new consciousness; how could it have become like this?
However, it is precisely because of the differences between worlds that there are so many different and wonderful stories.
Xia Yu suppressed the various thoughts that popped into his mind. Who cares? At least right now, he just wants to forge a weapon.
Thinking of this, Xia Yu took out the immortal severance baitai. As soon as baitai appeared, a scarlet miasma actually overflowed from the scabbard, intertwining with the surrounding power of the Curse of Death.
But before the two could merge, Xia Yu shook baitai, and the entanglement was instantly dispersed.
Looking at the calmed baitai, Xia Yu was a little speechless. How could this sword feel so sentient? It even entangled itself with the aura of death.
Wait, could it be that this sword will really give birth to a sword spirit? Hmm... I can mention it to Natsujiro and see if he can cultivate a sword spirit.
Tsk, I hope baitai's sword spirit is a nine-foot tall, red-haired, dark-skinned, broad-shouldered, wasp-waisted man, preferably with a demon-like muscular back, and also a homo.
Tarnished Xia Yu maliciously fantasized.
In another world, Ashina Xia Yu suddenly scratched his head in confusion. Why did he feel like someone was maliciously thinking about him? This feeling came from his soul.
"What's wrong, Yu? Are you a little nervous for your first time on the battlefield?"
Beside Ashina Xia Yu, Ashina Genichiro was wiping his new bow. Ever since he had been enhanced, his old bow had gradually failed to keep up with him. The bow in his hand now was forged for him by his good younger brother, Xia Yu.
He hadn't expected his younger brother to be able to forge. Thinking of his increasingly versatile younger brother, Genichiro sighed with emotion. His once weak younger brother no longer needed his protection.
That's great. Then all the miscellaneous tasks in the future can be left to his younger brother. He could even let his younger brother inherit the position of Lord of Ashina, and he would just learn from their grandfather, Isshin Ashina, and enjoy drinking and merrymaking every day. He believed his younger brother would definitely understand him.
Hearing Genichiro's concern, Xia Yu shook his head: "It's nothing. Although it's my first time on the battlefield, I won't lose to you."
If only Xia Yu knew Genichiro's thoughts at this moment, he would immediately flee back to Ashina Inner Castle. Whoever wanted to be the Lord of Ashina could be it; he only wanted to indulge in pleasure every day like Isshin Ashina.
At this moment, the thoughts of the two Ashina brothers were surprisingly consistent: both wanted to push the other into the position of Lord of Ashina, and then they themselves would be idle every day... In the Elden Ring World, Tarnished Xia Yu suppressed the malicious fantasies in his heart, and then carefully analyzed the structure of baitai with his divine sense.
Under the analysis of his divine sense, the structure of baitai's blade, the forging marks, and even the dense power of death within it, were all meticulously dissected by him.
When he entered a state of study, various thought collisions occurred in his spiritual world. Every conclusion he reached allowed him to further his analysis of baitai.
Because this analysis took place within his mental thoughts, no matter how much time passed in his spiritual world, externally it was but an instant.
From Rogier's perspective, Xia Yu first walked to the center of the Prince of Death's face, then pulled out a long sword with a dark red scabbard from somewhere, and then, he thoughtfully put away the long sword.
Afterward, the heavy hammer that he had been holding in his hand suddenly ignited with an orange-red flame.