107: Attack Stoneville

After obtaining the Whetstone Knife from the Gatefront Ruins and looting some spoils of war.

Joa and the other three flew directly into the sky.

He planned to go directly to Stormveil Castle to find Danzo.

If it were the normal game progression.

He should now go to the Roundtable Hold, the Erdtree Sanctuary, and then to Castle Morne.

But he wasn't a true Tarnished; he couldn't even enter the Roundtable Hold.

As for the Weeping Peninsula and Castle Morne.

Joa didn't need Runes to level up, so he could skip them directly.

And those ruins, caves, and catacombs.

After defeating Godrick the Grafted, obtaining his Great Rune, and occupying Stormveil Castle, he could send people to explore them later.

There was no need to go personally.

After flying leisurely above the clouds for several hours.

Joa and his group stopped directly above Stormveil Castle.

They looked down from above.

Stormveil Castle was at least ten times larger than in the game.

The city was full of shadowy figures.

Estimated to be at least hundreds of thousands, perhaps even over a million people.

Living, dead, soldiers, ordinary people.

“Tsk, did I bring too few people?”

Muttering softly, Joa kept searching for Danzo's figure.

“Not here?”

“Where did that Ninja World pot-stirrer go?”

He frowned in thought for a moment.

Joa's mind stirred.

The nearly one million Blacklight Warriors, ninjas, and Mechblood Lives, who had been prepared before entering The Lands Between and were staying in the ice and snow space, immediately appeared in the sky behind him.

No matter where Danzo had gone, Joa, who had long been poised and ready, had come to Stormveil Castle.

Then let's fight.

He couldn't keep searching for Danzo all over The Lands Between.

“Begin, my warriors.”

“Take down the city below for me.”

Joa's tone was flat, speaking of attacking Stormveil Castle as casually as discussing what to eat for dinner.

As soon as the nearly one million warriors appeared.

They instantly filled a large expanse of the sky.

A vast, dark mass, completely blocking the light shining into Stormveil Castle.

“Hmm?”

Inside Stormveil Castle, Godrick, who was caressing the head of a long-dead giant dragon with an infatuated expression, and was about to perform the grafting ritual soon, looked up in confusion.

“What a strange dark cloud…”

“Is it going to rain?”

No sooner had Godrick finished speaking than black rain began to fall from the sky.

However…

Bang! Bang bang bang!

When those raindrops landed on the ground.

Godrick discovered that this was no rain at all?!

People were falling from the sky!

“Enemy attack?!”

“Who could it be?!”

“Is it Malenia again?!”

Without time to think of anything else, Godrick's gaze fell on the giant dragon's head, his face turning fierce.

“Malenia, Blade of Miquella!”

“I have obtained power sufficient to become a king!”

“This time! I will not lose to you again!”

Inside the city, outside the city.

The entire Stormveil Castle was now completely in chaos.

Powerful enemies suddenly descended from the sky, killing everyone they saw.

Caught off guard, the soldiers in Stormveil Castle couldn't even organize an effective defense.

At the city gate.

Morgott's avatar.

Margit, the Fell Omen, looked at the enemies surrounding him, his gaze sharp.

“Tarnished…”

“Manipulated by the foolish flame of ambition, vainly attempting to obtain the elden ring?”

“Then, that flame, and all within, shall be extinguished.”

“I, Margit, the Fell Omen, shall execute it immediately!”

With that, Morgott's avatar quickly began chanting a prayer.

Various Golden Tree faith buffs were applied to him one after another.

Immediately after, a golden heavy hammer, condensed from energy, appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Hashirama hurriedly shouted.

“Madara! Hokages! Be careful! Get ready to engage!”

The battle was about to erupt.

On the other side.

Outside the throne room.

Joa slowly descended near Godrick, who was caressing the dragon's head.

“Not Malenia?”

“A mere Tarnished! Your arrogance is quite immense!”

Saying this, Godrick turned to face Joa, throwing the blanket on his back aside, revealing the messy grafted arms on his body.

Swinging the Regal Axe in his hand, he violently slammed it into the ground, Godrick roared.

“Kneel!”

“I am the Golden Lineage!”

Hearing the opponent's lines, which were similar to the in-game CG cutscene.

Joa scoffed disdainfully.

“Golden Lineage?”

“A king who needs to rely on grafting to enhance his own strength?”

“How dare you say that?”

“And you even dare to boastfully tell me to kneel!”

“The one who should kneel!”

“Is you!”

As he finished speaking, Joa's body instantly grew taller.

Having read a large amount of data from the Chaos Project, he had once again evolved into the God Tree Fruit form.

Over five meters tall, significantly taller than Godrick.

That condescending gaze, posture, and the crimson Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan on his forehead.

Made Godrick suddenly feel an aura and pressure from Joa that was even stronger than Malenia's.

“Heh, already feeling fear?”

“It seems you're nothing special.”

“Don't say I didn't give you a chance.”

“You're going to graft that dead dragon's head onto yourself, aren't you?”

Saying this, Joa raised three fingers.

“Three minutes.”

“I'll only give you three minutes.”

“You'd best graft your dragon head within that time, and face me in what you believe to be your strongest state.”

Feeling the pressure emanating from Joa.

Godrick's teeth were almost ground to dust.

Why could anyone come and step on him?

Malenia, as a fellow demigod, was one thing.

But now, even a mere Tarnished dared to speak to him so presumptuously.

This was unacceptable to Godrick.

But at the same time, he couldn't ignore the hair-raising sensation emanating from Joa.

Godrick, with resentful eyes, spoke in a low, submissive voice.

“Tarnished… you will regret this!”

With that, Godrick turned and faced the flying dragon's corpse.

“O Dragon, fellow descendant!”

“Your power, beyond doubt…”

“Can elevate me to a higher realm.”

Raising the Regal Axe with his left hand, Godrick shouted, and fiercely chopped at his right arm.

“Ahhh!!”

Listening to the opponent's screams, Joa coldly snorted with disdain.

“Hmph! A ridiculous Golden Lineage.”

After severing his right arm, Godrick looked at the flying dragon's corpse.

“Ah, mighty Dragon…”

“Your power!”

“Contribute it to me!”

After speaking, Godrick held up his severed arm and violently plunged it into the flying dragon's neck.

Then he pulled back with force.

The dragon's head was inexplicably grafted onto his severed arm.

And came to life.

Godrick raised the grafted dragon head to the sky, and the head suddenly spewed out a wide range of intense flames.

“All my ancestors…”

“Bear witness!”

Seeing this familiar scene.

Joa secretly clicked his tongue.

'Watching the CG live feels different.'

'It's much more spectacular than the cutscene.'

'And…'

Watching Godrick point the dragon's head at him and spew out a wide range of flames so hot that the air twisted.

'Compared to the game, his movements are much cleaner and more decisive.'