Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 385 Hearing the Storm at Night
December 49th, Golden Year , a.m., Odysseus Town.

The third-generation giant Laias, who had transformed into a human form, pushed away the two bruised and battered female slaves on his body, lifted up the carpet made of precious fur, and came to the terrace of the former Lord Odysseus's mansion, enjoying the night breeze. He felt a little irritated for no reason.

The hangover and the headache after overindulgence tortured his brain severely. The sound of the wind seemed to carry some low curses and sobs from afar, making him unable to help but curse a few times.

There's no need to listen. It must be those bastards under my command torturing the prisoners again.

As a general, he had reminded his subordinates more than once that, whether for eating or playing, those human captives were extremely precious consumables. Once one was used, one less was left, and it would be difficult to replenish them in the short term.

It's okay to indulge yourself in the first few days after entering the city, but according to His Majesty and the high priest, after starting to "rule", you have to act like a ruler and at least make a clear plan for the consumption of materials.

Apparently, Lord Rhyas had planned it, but it was the fools below who failed to do it well.

When daybreak comes, we must pull out a few troublemakers and give them a beating to establish our authority. Then, let that bastard aide take out the royal decree and teach those idiots a lesson on what it means to respect authority and what it means to obey orders!

"Ah——" Another miserable howl sounded, interspersed with a few vague roars.

"Fuck them!"

Laias kicked the terrace railing away, bent his sturdy body slightly to gather strength, and then shot out like a cannonball, hitting the ground a hundred meters away with a bang.

His poor condition made his body unable to obey his commands 100%, and he accidentally fell when he landed. His expensive bathrobe was covered with a lot of dust.

The giant general strode towards the direction where the sound came from, cursing his troublemaking subordinates and their ancestors for eighteen generations while spitting. No matter what tricks those bastards were playing, he was determined to teach them a profound lesson!

In the devastated town, most of the fourth-generation giants transformed into human form, each occupying a mansion or pavilion to rest. Occasionally, there were fourth-generation giants who disdained to transform into humans and lay drunk on both sides of the street, their huge bodies filling the road like a mountain of flesh.

As for the ordinary giants below the fourth generation, they are unable to transform into humans, and their language and thinking abilities are even inferior to those of mountain monsters. They are all arranged to live in camps outside the towns, and their daily ways of enjoyment are fighting and cannibalism.

Judging from the sounds, it was estimated that something went wrong in the camp in the direction of Odysseus Port in the east. Those unintelligent bastards could even cause a fight among hundreds of people just to fight for the upper and lower body of a prisoner. They were freezing to death but still able to make a fuss at this time. It was obvious that it was another similar mess.

"Are those things that are hard to tell whether they are evolving or degenerating worthy of being called giants?" Laias muttered.

However, he dared not say these words in public. Just as he emphasized that his subordinates were not allowed to fight or kill prisoners at will, His Majesty and the high priest had emphasized more than once that although there was a hierarchy among the giants, they must not discriminate against or bully each other, and anyone who disobeyed would be punished according to the law.

As for the national law, Lai Ya Si didn't remember what it said, but it basically said killing. "Hey, boys!" Lai Ya Si yawned and kicked open the gate of the East Second Camp. It was dark inside and it didn't look like there had just been a fight.

"Fuck, this is weird, could it be that I'm drunk and hallucinating?"

Laiyas rubbed his eye sockets which were covered with eye boogers, stared around with bloodshot eyes, and indeed found nothing moving. Even the bastard who was supposed to be on guard at the post was sitting on the side with his head drooped and sleeping soundly.

He spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and since he was already here, he decided to take a tour of the camp.

His Majesty once said, "Love your soldiers like your own sons." Yes, love your soldiers like your own sons! Only then will they become great generals in the future! Although Lai Yasi became a great general very early, he must never relax or slack off!
Laias stumbled towards the center of the camp. Just as the beasts would always reserve the most comfortable position in the settlement for the beast king, the tent with the best terrain and the largest scale naturally belonged to the commander of the camp. This had never changed in the history of the giant civilization from ancient times to the present.

He pulled aside the door curtain, and in the dark tent, a strong smell of blood hit him in the face and rushed into Laiyas's nostrils, instantly sobering him up!
The dim moonlight shone from the door into the tent, and the blurred vision after the hangover gradually became clear, focusing on a gray-black figure.
No one knew whose armor it was. The sharp, iron-blue scales were streamlined and perfectly wrapped around the man's body, running up along the well-defined muscles. At the position of the helmet, Laias saw a dragon head?

Dragon head?!
Laias suddenly woke up, and when he looked at the man's feet, he found that he was stepping on the remains of the original owner of the tent - the fourth-generation giant Toli Toli, the commander of the East Second Camp whom he had personally appointed!
The reason why it was called a mutilated body was because only the part below the neck was left. The head, which was as big as a water tank, was held in one hand by the figure, and in front of him, it was crushed into pieces with a "puff" sound!

The man turned around, his face and body were stained with the blood of the fourth generation of giants, and there were still sparks of unwilling fire burning in the blood drops.

However, those flames seemed so powerless in front of the dragon scales that were as cold and hard as black steel. No matter how hard they burned, they could not leave even the slightest burn mark.

"Ah!!!" Laiyas screamed miserably and turned around and fled out of the tent frantically.

He laughed, he laughed!
That dragon, that damned monster, not only crushed his most trusted subordinate like a chicken, but also smiled at him! Damn it, he didn't even wipe the blood off his face!

He, Laiyas, dared to swear to his ancestors that it must be one of the forty-eight elders of Fam Yazra. No, it could even be the elder!
Shameless dragons! Weak Lucia Sanx! They dare not face His Majesty and the ancestors head-on, so they invite an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years to deal with these youngsters!
Just wait! When His Majesty finds out about your whereabouts, no matter what kind of elders you are, sooner or later you will—

Although they had already rushed out of the camp, Laiyas subconsciously turned his head to look behind him. This look made him have the urge to kill himself.

Dozens of monsters with dragon heads and wings on their backs walked out silently among the more than 200 silent tents. Each of them dragged at least three or five giant corpses, and they dragged them all the way to the center of the camp in the thick smell of blood, where they piled up into a mountain.

Everyone was looking at the direction he was running in, their pupils filled with excitement, as if they had seen a rare prey.

Is this the full mobilization of the Fam Azra Elders?
A beam of fire illuminated Layas' pupils, which had shrunk to the point of a needle. The first dragon spewed out dragon flames, igniting the mountain of corpses, and transformed into a grand torch that soared into the sky in the deep night.

In the more distant darkness, the sound of hooves as dense as thunder was galloping from east to west, like a storm coming from the depths of a nightmare, which would submerge the world in an instant!
(End of this chapter)