Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 112 Rage

On December [-]th, with the end of the last academic class of the royal family's private school year ago, a group of students officially ushered in a one-month annual leave.

Lucia returned to the Valyrian Hall from the Seventh National Academy of the Royal Capital, which was dedicated to academic courses. After studying the magic scrolls for a while, Egg Kiss hurried back from outside the hall and brought back the information he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Your Highness, among the 64 contestants in this year's battle festival, 39 are high-level fighters selected by the major arenas in accordance with the league rules, 11 are dark night fighters who clearly belong to other nobles, and the remaining [-] are Apart from you, Your Highness Rataen, and Christopher, you are the representatives of the Duke of Duoris and the Marquis of Osarion."

Eggerkiss spread out the eight reports with names, portraits and various information on the desktop one by one, and introduced: "The Marquis of Osarion's team composition is relatively simple, except for the court perfumer Rollo, Among the other three, two are night fighters from the Marquis' mansion, and one is a newly promoted gold-ranked fighter in the Olier Arena this year, and these people should be the biggest cards the Marquis can use in the noble game."

"Duke Duoris is a bit complicated." Eggy Kiss first pointed to Carlisle's report, "Sir Carlisle is the heir of the Duoris family and is also your classmate. His own strength has not yet reached the level of a hero. But For some reason, judging from the current situation, he seems to have decided to participate in this festival in person."

"Combining the abnormality of the ice troll in the underground waterway you mentioned, I speculate that the Duke may have given Sir Carlisle some key cards that he does not want to reveal to outsiders, such as a special magic, potion or other things that can help them The thing that has an advantage in the festival. Of course, this is just my guess."

"It's okay, you did a good job," Lucia praised with a nod of his head, "Duoris may not be outstanding in military affairs, but he is by no means a fool—a game of hunting and killing that can only be won or lost, he There must be something tricky behind it if you want to invest in an ice mountain monster of this size."

He took Carlisle's report and read it carefully a few times. As the only son of the guard of the northern border, his classmate has been fighting with his father all year round. Among the young nobles like Rodel, he is definitely a well-deserved leader. His performance at the royal private school in the past month has also fully confirmed this point.

But on the other hand, after all, Carlisle is not a demigod like him and Lataen who cannot be calculated according to common sense. He is only 15 years old and it is destined that his strength cannot be compared with those heroes who have been famous for many years. The elite level of the Grand Knights is even inferior to those night fighters who specialize in fighting.

Since he can appear at the battle festival, it means that he must have the secret weapon that Duoris can win in his hands. The true content of this secret was unearthed before the festival began.

"I will pay more attention to this matter, let's talk about the other three people."

"Raglan and Ficher—these two were the personal guards of Duke Duoris when he followed His Majesty Radagon's western expedition. They are respectively specialized in double swords and shield swordsmanship, and their strength has at least surpassed the hero's. Threshold, they were also featured in the duke's early gambling games with other nobles, so it is not surprising that they appear here. The one who is really worth noting is this Sir Maxwell."

Eggerkiss grabbed the last report and solemnly placed it in front of Lucia, "Your Highness, please read the contents here first."

Lucia took the thin piece of paper. Except for the name and gender, all of Maxwell's personal information was basically "unknown", and even the portrait was just a burly figure in heavy armor.

Then read on, Lucia found that this person was a night fighter from the Serrant Arena, and his personal history before becoming a night fighter was quite clear - he first appeared in the summer league of the Arena in the 37th year of the Golden Calendar. His strength is still quite weak, and he was severely injured by his opponent just barely promoted to the Zigang class, and he once withdrew from the world of gladiatorial wrestling.

But just two years later, Maxwell reappeared in the gladiatorial competition. At this time, his strength has undergone a complete transformation. Not only was he invincible in the summer league in the 39th year of the Golden Calendar, but he was also invincible in the battle festival that year. After winning the championship, he signed a contract with Duke Duoris and became his night fighter.

In addition, there is very little information about this guy. He always wore a helmet and never showed his true face when he was in the Serrant Arena, and he almost never left the house after joining the Duke's command.

The only thing that is certain is that seven years ago, Maxwell's spear skills had reached the pinnacle, and the title of "Dragon Spear" was once spread in the gladiatorial world where Rodel was full of masters.

"Dragon Spear?" Lucia frowned strangely, "Does he have anything to do with our Sky City? How can he have such a title?"

At this moment, that guy Vic doesn’t know if he was born or not. He is an imposing knight of the round table, and the quasi-king who is only one step away from the throne of Elden is called Dragon Spear. Same as people use?

"Your Highness, this is what I think is worth noting—" Eggerkiss said with a sullen face, "Although we can't find any details about him, we have found several high-ranking people who fought against him seven years ago." fighter."

"They generally mentioned one thing—during the battle with Maxwell, they all felt an extremely huge spiritual coercion, and that coercion was completely different from the aura of ordinary strong men, like .in the face of a humanoid dragon."

As soon as these words came out, the study suddenly fell into silence.

"Longwei?" Lucia narrowed her eyes slightly, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.

"A mid-level fighter who was weak in the 37th year of the Golden Calendar has become so strong in just two years, and there is an extra dragon power that belongs to the dragon clan inexplicably. Hehe, whether it is this Maxwell Sir, or the Duke of Duoris who brought him under his command, he is really courageous!"

Aegis nodded with an ugly expression: "Except for the Dragon Feast Ceremony, there is no reason to explain what happened to Maxwell. No matter whether Duke Duoris is behind this incident or not, this time they are really doing it." Crossed the line."

Lucia closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled the turbid air that still contained thunder and flames. At that moment, his blood was already boiling hot like magma, which made him almost unable to suppress the rage that came from deep within his veins.

In his previous life, he had been exposed to many dragon feasting rituals in the game, but compared to the simple ceremony of symbolically offering the dragon's heart to the altar in exchange for dragon power, the real dragon feasting is infinitely more bloody and cruel .

Extracting a still beating heart from a living dragon that still has breath and implanting it in the human body is only the first step, and then those who specialize in this art will use alchemy to transplant a large number of dragon flesh and scales into the dragon. The inside and outside of the body of the feeder, so that their frail body can support the operation of the dragon heart.

Afterwards, a series of complex occult rituals and sacrifices, the remaining blood power of the flying dragon will be gradually transferred to the blood of the dragon eater, the dying human body will gradually recover and strengthen, while the fresh dragon body will continue to grow. After several days and nights of torture, he walked towards death step by step.

In the end, the casters will transfer the dragon feeder who is about to wake up to the bottom of the flying dragon, then cut open the dragon's body completely, and take a hearty dragon blood bath as the most perfect ending of the ceremony. After that, the dragon dies, and the dragon feeder Then he woke up with the stolen power, and has since become a real strong man with a mortal body comparable to a dragon.

This is a serious crime that every living Dragon Clan cannot tolerate!

In the thousands of years since the birth of the Dragon Feast Ceremony, although the Ancient Dragon Dynasty has never been able to find out the origin of this evil secret art, the leaders of the Dragon Clan can at least do one thing - to achieve everything that they can imagine. With cruel methods, he killed every caster and dragon feaster.

Maybe they can't save every dragon who sacrificed in the dragon feast, but they must make every human who participated in the ceremony pay with their blood.

"Eggies, please help me to ask His Royal Highness Michaela to come over." Lucia opened her eyes and said.

"Some things, I can't wait no matter what."

　ps. The internship is over, and double shifts will resume tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)