Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 421 The king doesn’t see the king
"Hurry up! His Highness will personally cover our rear. If anyone dawdles, don't force me to whip him!"

In the ruined former base of the Ninth Legion, Serin scolded with a stern face, whip in hand.

It can be seen that this magician lady of noble birth is still a little unfamiliar with speaking in a bad tone. The only experience she has in playing the villain is what she learned from several male generals during the Northern Expedition. However, this did not affect the soldiers and they all sped up the pace of cleaning up the battlefield.

His Highness was personally covering their rear - this alone was enough.

The Ninth Legion was successively attacked by the incarnations of star beasts and the sudden attack of the Southern Expedition Army. The actual number of deaths in battle was less than one-fifth. The real casualties mainly occurred in the process of breaking out of the camp and fleeing eastward after being defeated by the cavalry of the Southern Expedition Army.

Amodia escaped with the desperate protection of two first-generation soldiers, one dead and one injured, and was the first to activate the Soul-Locking Arrow's virtual ability to flee to the east where the enemies were the least. Seeing this, the giant soldiers who had lost their backbone also fled eastward for their lives. The east camp that was originally carefully built to guard against cavalry attacks became the biggest obstacle to escape.

Unlike human heroes who are light and mobile, giants below the second generation do not have the ability to fly short distances. Even the second generation themselves can only make powerful jumps within a certain height and distance. Therefore, when the giant soldiers fleeing in the front rushed to the East Camp, the camp wall that was tens of meters high immediately blocked the steps of most of the deserters.

A few camp gates alone were not enough to evacuate the fleeing soldiers, and the giants in the front row immediately wielded their weapons to destroy the camp, and even used giant flames to burn it wildly, just to create an escape route.

But before they could open enough exits, the soldiers who came from behind pushed them towards the broken camp walls, the large groups of chevaux de frise and the endless fires. The giants who were pushed became so ferocious that their eyes turned red and they began to swing their weapons and kill indiscriminately.

As the battle went on, large-scale infighting soon broke out in an area as wide as fifty or sixty miles in the east of the camp of 30,000 people. Fortunately, Lucia and the star beast incarnation who had been chasing Amodia all the way flew here, looked at each other, and in unison launched an oversized Esti meteorite, smashing towards the giants who were huddled together.

By the time the fortifications on the east side of the camp were finally destroyed and the remnants of the giant army escaped from the vanguard of the southern expeditionary army, less than one-third of the people could still maintain their organization. Even if Amodia could gather the defeated soldiers again, half of the Ninth Legion would be destroyed.

However, the Ninth Ancestor now has no time to worry about these things, Lucia himself and the star beast incarnation, chased Amodia and the only two remaining first-generations of the Ninth Legion for hundreds of miles. Then he drove the star beast incarnation to force the three to the south line, while he himself went north to meet them.

Flying a thousand miles in half-dragon form, Lucia paused in mid-air, and hovered high in the sky with the slight flutter of her wings. A long-lost solemnity emerged in her ice-blue pupils.

Although they were thousands of miles apart, the overwhelming spiritual pressure, like a mountain hanging upside down, had already come over them. Any hero who was slightly weaker would probably be shaken to death.

The King of Giants - Karelias.

Lucia was once very curious why the name of the new giant king was so similar to that of Pollux.

The ice dragon is an old enemy that has been entangled with the Giant Dynasty for thousands of years. Any descendant of the old royal court with the blood of ancient giants flowing in their blood should be cautious when naming, so as not to damage the pride of the former royal family.

Until recently, a prisoner of "noble birth" was captured on the battlefield. He could be considered a second-generation descendant of the old royal court. He knelt on the ground crying and begging for mercy in order to save his life. When he heard him asking about Callelius, he immediately confessed the old stories of the new king with a tone of disgust, hatred and indignation.

It turns out that "Karelius" was really named after Pollux.

Twenty years ago, the Ice Dragon and his followers formed an alliance with the Golden Dynasty and destroyed the last royal court of the giants. They then hunted down the remnants of the giants on a large scale across the vast ice field in order to repay the blood feud that had accumulated for thousands of years between the Frozen Lake and the top of the Giant Mountain.

Although Calerius' parents were "giant traitors" who surrendered to the Golden Tree, they became the rats that everyone wanted to kill after being used and ruthlessly abandoned by Marica. The Eye of the Evil God was dug out, the power of blood was sealed, and his parents soon died as mountain goblins in the endless turmoil in the North. According to the custom that giants would only be named by their parents when they were ten years old, Calerius, who had been wandering in countless mountain goblin refugee settlements, had always been an unknown orphan.

During that hellish time, the "Ice Dragon God" Borelius and his followers were the mountain goblins' deepest nightmare. In order to avenge being hunted by giants for generations, the Samir people wished to kill all the remaining giants.

In order to guard against attacks from the Samirs and Polerius, every troll settlement would send its weakest and most marginalized members to the periphery to stand sentry, so as to provide timely warnings. Before being captured by the Golden Dynasty slave-hunting team and enslaved, Calerius served as such a sentinel for a long time.

Whenever he ran into the camp in terror with the news of Polerius's arrival, the mountain goblins would flee madly, cursing Polerius as if he had seen a disaster, as if he was the omen of disaster.
Over time, the existence of Calerius became closely intertwined with that of Pollux. Calerius was quite stubborn when he was young, and simply called himself that, hoping that the remnants of the giants would avoid him.

No one would have thought at that time that a slave and a lowly creature whose name was stolen from the enemy would one day become the new king of the giants.

When the royal court was newly established, it is said that Gulag suggested that Calerius change his name and inherit the title of Saint Hernandez, the Grand Marshal of the old royal court, but Calerius refused.

He told the nine ancestors that Borelius would seek revenge only if he did not forget the humiliation of defeat a thousand years ago.

It is not a shame for him personally to keep the name of Karelius. It will only make him remember more deeply the shame and hatred suffered by the old royal court, waiting for the time of revenge of the new royal court.

Since the Northern Expedition, Lucia had seen too many disgusting and ugly behaviors of the new giants. Suddenly hearing that the powerful enemy she had never met before had such a character, she couldn't help but feel a little happy that she had met a worthy opponent.

He could have driven Amodia to the southern line where Heldiron was, and had the star beast incarnate to come to the northern line to delay Kalerius's progress, but he came here in person without even the slightest hesitation.

In the "past life memory" deduced by the parents, it seems that it has always been an unwritten rule among military strategists that kings do not meet each other.

War is a field full of countless contingencies. When two vital entities that affect the safety and survival of countless people collide with each other, it is very likely to trigger a series of dangerous consequences that are beyond the scope of military strategists' deductions.

Therefore, a general can charge at the front, a commander can command in the battlefield, but a king only selects the most virtuous and capable people and drives millions of people to fight for him.

But on the battlefield between him and Callelius, the two dynasties that carried the afterglow of the past and staggered in the new era were never used as shields to protect them.

Like the new king of dragons, the new giant king chose to bear everything silently, protecting his people with his body and drawing his sword to slash at the storm of troubled times.

King against king is the irreversible direction of this war.

Lucia exhaled lightly, tilted her head slightly, looked at the majestic and overbearing figure like a Cangshan mountain, smiled faintly and said, "Is it here?"

Karelios was like meeting an old friend. A pleased smile also appeared on his dignified face, and he said loudly, "Here I am."

(End of this chapter)