Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 441 Confrontation
"It's you." Radagan couldn't help but murmur, "It's really you."

Even though there were thousands of troops between them, at this moment all he could see was the elegant figure in the night royal robe, nothing else.

She is still as beautiful as I remember. Not so many years have passed, but time has not left the slightest trace on her. Instead, it makes her look even more beautiful than before.

The hem of the robe, as black as the night, vaguely outlines the curve of tall legs, and suddenly tightens at the waist, depicting a perfect body that is difficult for mortals to describe. On the face as white as the moon, the pair of clear blue eyes are far more brilliant than the starry sky.

She stared at him, the light in her eyes had not faded at all, still so wise and dignified, and a single glance was enough to tell the changes that had taken place over the centuries.

He was the most outstanding magic master in the history of the borderland, and also the lover that Radagon could not forget even for the rest of his life.

Radagan involuntarily took half a step forward, but his raised foot stopped abruptly in mid-air and fell back dejectedly.

In Lena's eyes, he did not see even a trace of former tenderness, not even a trace of hatred, but only a clear coldness - the same coldness as the moonlight shining on the golden soldiers.

Now she is no longer the moon that belongs to him alone, but the Queen of Kalia who reigns over the land of Lienia, the Supreme Mage, the "Full Moon" Lenara.

Next to Lenarra was a female figure who looked 90% similar to her, but had a completely different temperament. The latter was wearing silver armor, with two swords of moon and fire hanging from her waist. Her palms were on the hilts, and she looked down at the 300,000 golden army with a disdainful look, with murderous aura rising to the sky.

And in the mountains and forests where the Ahara people had just escaped, more and more figures slowly walked out.

The third seat of the Knights of Kalia is "Glennospar Dragon" Moret, the seventh seat is "Magic Sword" Seren, the eleventh seat is "Mountain Goblin Knight" Bols, and the twelfth seat is "Ice Moon" Lucy.
In front of them, a female knight whom Radagon had never met before, but whose aura was greater than that of the other Kalia knights, stood in front of the battle formation with a pyroxene greatsword in her hand. The mental pressure she exuded alone made the war horses in the front row neigh sadly, and they couldn't help but paw the ground with their hooves, trying to shake off the knights on their backs and escape back.

Mulitir, the second-in-command of the Knights of Kalia, the biological sister of Chief Mugram, the attendant of "Double Moon" Lailana, and a legendary knight who is rumored to be as powerful as her brother, but even more ruthless.
Information about this person quickly emerged in Radagan's mind. There was no need for verification by the intelligence department. The Qi sensing between the most powerful people was enough to determine the other party's identity.

In the entire Western Continent, the only person who possesses this kind of magic power as sharp as a knife is Lailana, Mugram, and this "Moon Blade".

"Why didn't your brother come here?" Radagan didn't look at Lena for some reason, but looked at Mulitir first. "There is still an unfinished tie between Lord Mugram and me."

"Since the king is leading the army in person, my knights will naturally guard the country on my behalf." The one who responded to Radagon was not Mulitiel, but Lena herself.

She stared at Radagan, a faint smile appearing at the corners of her lips, but this fleeting smile seemed to dim the shadow of the full moon hanging in the sky for a moment.

Lena's tone was so calm and matter-of-fact, without any resentment or revenge in it, but it made Radagon's violently beating heart sink rapidly into the abyss of darkness.

A dull pain came from deep in his mind again. He seemed to see the mirror again. His face in the mirror was blurry and chaotic, and began to look more and more like the woman he had been trying to escape from.
Radagan shook his head violently and gasped for breath. When he regained his clarity of vision, the army that Kalia had deployed long ago gradually emerged from the woods.

The Royal Knights of Kalia, the Moon-Star Magicians, the Giant Wolf Knights, and the Iron Maidens can be said to have almost all the elite troops of the Moon Dynasty, except for the war colossi and giant puppets that are too heavy to carry. Although the number of troops is not as large as that of the Golden Party, it is at least more than 100,000. With such a large army array appearing here, the fate of the defenders of the Perum Fortress and the Makar family is self-evident. With more than half of the top heroes of Kalia gathered here, plus the two variables of Forle and Ingwill, the new party is no longer dominant in terms of high-end combat power.

Radagon's bloodshot eyes looked at Reinara again. This time he was finally able to face her directly, and his voice became colder. "Your Majesty Man Yue led his army to invade our border without notification. Can this be regarded as Kalia's intention to go to war with the Golden Dynasty today?"

"Well," Reinara tapped her chin with her jade-white index finger and tilted her head, "Whether you and I like it or not, the war has already begun. It was you who started it yourself in Rodel, wasn't it?"

"As for today, Kalia has no intention of further expanding its territory anyway. If we can both take a step back and not have anyone die, that would be the best. I think we should use the place where the two armies are facing each other as the boundary, and each side should retreat thirty miles to set up camp. You guys should stop going crazy for the time being, and we won't pursue your behavior of breaking the covenant for the time being. How do you think?"

"How dare you!" Duke Stevenson was the first to stand up and shouted coldly, "Allowing the Lord of Kalia to claim the throne is a grace from the Everqueen and the King of Elden. How dare you be so presumptuous in front of His Majesty?"

Even though the two sides were about to fight, this curse was quite extraordinary. Duke Stevenson stood proudly on the podium, his hand silently pressing the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He was betting that the rumored Full Moon Queen who was getting increasingly ill was no longer as powerful as she once was, and that she was just bluffing in front of the golden army in order to save the Ancient Dragon Temple.

Your Majesty is unwilling and unable to make this kind of temptation. Duke Kelly is an old man who will only retreat when faced with difficulties, so he has to do it.

If we can force Lenara to take action, we can at least get a glimpse of her true strength.
puff!
Suddenly, without any warning, Duke Stevenson spat out a mouthful of blood into the sky, then fell to the ground with his eyes wide open!
The golden priest accompanying the army rushed forward and found that the Duke was barely breathing, but there were no injuries on his body. Only the sea of ​​​​spiritual was turbulent, as if his mind had just experienced a super tsunami.

All the golden heroes present were shocked. They were not shocked by the mysterious methods of the Full Moon Queen. On the contrary, this attack was too simple and crude. It was a simple use of mental pressure, which completely crushed the mental power of Duke Stevenson at a distance of nearly 20 miles.

To give an example that may not be so appropriate, if His Highness Greg were to duel with Lucia Sanx again and run into the latter's full-strength dragon power, this would probably be the outcome.
Although Duke Stevenson's strength was not outstanding among the golden heroes, he was completely defeated by the opponent in a single eye contact, which still frightened everyone present.

Radagon did not make any comment on Duke Stevenson's defeat. He just stared at the armies of both sides indifferently, with an unknown thing swirling in his deep pupils.

After a long while, he said, "Okay, let's use this battlefield as a boundary and both of us will temporarily cease fighting. I will then lead my army to wipe out Karen. If Kalia still intends to stop me, I will not hold back next time."

Lena shrugged, signaling her troops to escort the Ancient Dragon Temple team to slowly retreat, but she did not comment on Radagon's last harsh words.

The advance and retreat of the army was a long process. It was not until the night fell that the two armies finally got out of the dangerous distance and returned to their original positions at the two ends of the plateau, confronting each other thirty kilometers apart.

The first head-on conflict between the three dynasties since the beginning of the troubled times seemed to have come to an end for the time being, but both sides were well aware that this round of bloodless confrontation was only the beginning of a longer-term war. The reason why it did not evolve into a life-and-death struggle was simply because both sides were not prepared.

But as Radagan said, when the battlefield moves to Karen and the more critical Gemir region, when both sides no longer have room to retreat or mediate, a bloody storm that engulfs everyone will eventually erupt.

(End of this chapter)