Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 109 Shackles
Hearing this, Montgomery fell into a long silence.

Mengge on the side was already out of breath, and was gearing up to say something several times, but seeing his brother's expression as deep as iron, he endured it again.

In fact, they all knew very well that it would be difficult for the two brothers to deal with an existence that could easily defeat Meng Gete in about ten moves.Especially in the chaotic and crazy environment of the battle festival, once Rollo pulled out the butcher's knife, the omens who were imprisoned in the sewer with nowhere to escape would surely bleed into rivers.

After an unknown amount of time, Mengerte finally let out a long breath, followed by a cough that made his lungs sound like an old and dilapidated bellows.

He lowered his shoulders slightly, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "So... are you here to help us?"

Ratan was about to admit it, but seeing that Lucia hadn't spoken yet, he could only swallow the words in doubt.

"It's not your fault." After a while, Lucia said, but what he said made Ratan and Munger puzzled.

On the contrary, Meng Gete was startled suddenly, raised his head and stared at the young man in front of him, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

"I heard a long time ago that the sons of evil omens who live here regard you as their king. You have never regarded yourself as a king, but you have protected them like a king from the beginning to the end. The greedy nobles, the ignorant The people, the fighters obsessed with fame and fortune, the mutated bloodthirsty beasts, and those fanatical believers who distort the golden law and try to kill you all. You always want to keep all these in front of you, even if there is only one piece of land behind The wet, cold and smelly sewer is also a piece of pure land that you leave to your brother and all the sons of bad omens."

"You have done everything a king should do, whether it is the twelve people who were slaughtered in front of your eyes that day, or the reality that you are difficult to fight against Rollo in this battle ceremony-these are not yours. Wrong." Lucia said firmly.

"You are neither humble nor weak, and you don't need to belittle yourself because you need our help, thinking that you are an incompetent lord who can't even protect his people."

"What is Rollo?"

He sneered, "A fool who stands out among the already stupid and savage people of gold, a fanatic who only knows to practice extremism after reading the golden law, a weak person who can only steal power by means of banned drugs, A mad dog that replaces humanity with brutal and bloodthirsty animality!"

"Now he may be better than you, than me, Bilatane and Munger—better than all of us, but so what?"

Lucia rubbed the ground with his toes, and said dismissively: "His upper limit is here, maybe it will only take five, three, or even one year, and he will not even be worthy of carrying shoes in front of you!"

"Of course, he won't live until that time." He showed a cold smile, "Since he wants to be the nightmare of the Son of Omen, then we are here to put an end to this ridiculous nightmare."

In the dim light of the fire in the warehouse, the ugly young man wearing a tattered linen cloak and horns all over his body stared blankly at the dazzling figure who looked like a god on the opposite side. The contrast between the two was as strong as light and shadow, but at this moment they gradually exuded A similar smell of the same kind.

Lucia's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Montgothet's dusty chest, breaking a gap in the heart that was sensitive and fragile inside but covered with a thick hard shell, letting a glimmer of light Sprinkled at the bottom of the heart lake that has been dark for many years.

"That you"

After a long time, Menggot seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he just shook his head, showing a faint smile that was hard to capture, and said, "Please."

The next few people discussed in detail the action plan for the next month until the battle festival. After everything was arranged, Lucia and his party bid farewell to the Menggot brothers and returned to Tolisha's medical hall along the same road.

After they walked away, Menggot still stood on the top of a high platform, staring blankly at the direction where the figures disappeared, unable to recover for a long time.

Meng Ge was standing next to his brother, looking at Meng Ge Te's state from time to time, but he never disturbed him.

He always felt that his brother had become different from before, as if the shackles that had locked his throat for more than ten years had finally cracked a gap, followed by an unprecedented free breathing.

He knew that his elder brother possessed more spell power than himself, but he was always ashamed of it. Instead, he forcibly used the most orthodox golden prayers, ignoring the divine power. Yes, if he can fully unleash his potential and talent, Rollo may not be his brother's opponent.

Unexpectedly, this thing that he dreamed of but was always unable to do, was actually done by the Gu Long he just met.

"The future should get better and better, right?" Munger breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in his heart.

At the same moment, on the roof of the Tuolixia Medical Center, Lataen rested his arms and looked at the extremely dim full moon and black moon in the golden brilliance, and sighed softly: "Lucia, after coming back this time, I finally understand you What exactly do you want to do?"

"You have to think clearly, there are a lot of troubles inside and outside this matter, can it be successful?"

"That's why I said it can't be done overnight," Lucia, who was also lying on the roof, responded, "I have a way to solve the external obstacles, but the key depends on their own attitude. Fortunately, at least there is a good one today. start."

"Yeah." Rataen agreed, "I couldn't understand what you said to Menggot at first, but then I gradually realized that that guy is similar to me in many ways, but he has burdened too much. Things that shouldn't be carried, those things can't destroy his will, but limit his strength and future."

"He is a lion in chains, and what I have to do is to release him from the chains," Lucia said.

In history, it was not until the outbreak of the Shattered War that the demigods rebelled against the Great Rune that the prison that had long been unsupervised was broken, officially took over the leaderless Golden King Capital, and defended Rodel twice. During the battle, the soldiers of the king's coalition army were smashed.

Even so, he still maintained the self-restraint of only praying with gold, until he was cornered by the faded person, and he completely released the magic power in his body, and even shamed himself for "defiled the throne".

But his brother Munger was the complete opposite. After contacting the True Mother, he became more and more obsessed with the cursed blood he was born with, and eventually got lost on the road of chasing power and power, and became the last demigod. A dark and corrupt existence.

From this moment on, the river of history bumped into a reef that should not have existed, and was led to an unknown direction.

Lucia is also looking forward to what kind of strong men the unshackled Mengget and the never-lost Menger will grow into.

(End of this chapter)