Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 444 Cleansing
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Lance Shanks retracted the white dragon claws wrapped with black and red thunder. Under the ferocious and gorgeous bone face, the eyes that used to be as gentle as lake water were like extremely cold ice.

She exhaled a breath of foul air with a smell of blood, and the divine power in her body surged like a wave, and she swung out another claw of destruction!
Rumble!
Countless terrifying lightning bolts tore through the gloomy sky, and the chaotic and turbulent energy aftermath rolled up huge waves on the stormy sea!
Behind her, 60,000 fully armed Ancient Dragon Dynasty soldiers stood on the giant magic ship, silently watching the majestic and elegant back of the High Priest after he turned half-dragon. However, at this moment, Lance Shanks could no longer see anything else.

The only thing that stayed in her eyes was the divine seal that sealed her king off to the Arctic ice field.

Long before the arrival of the Kalia messenger, Lance had already led the magic fleet and the dragon troops to start sailing around the northern border. Every time she arrived at a place, she would push her divine power to the limit that her body could hardly bear, and send a powerful blow to the barrier.

Since we can't find a flaw, we'll just attack it inch by inch until we break through it.

Originally, after learning about the seal of the North, Malenia was going to go north with Lance, but soon after the news of Greg's invasion of Gaileyd came, Malenia discussed with her brother and finally decided to accompany Latan to the west to meet the Southern Legion.

Before leaving, Lan deliberately made a detour to Torrance Port to meet with Marennia. The ancient dragon priest held the Golden Princess' hands, and they looked at each other deeply. Many things did not need to be said, and both of them already understood the next path.

Although their directions were different, their goals were exactly the same. They all knew that it would never be an easy journey, but they had no choice.

"Master Priest..." A flying dragon warrior flew to Lance and reported: "Your Highness's personal guard captain, Lord Guiler, has just arrived at the army. He said he has something important to report and is asking for an audience."

Lance was stunned for a moment, then he retracted his dragon claws, and from his half-dragon state he returned to his human form wearing a white priest robe, and said, "Please ask her to come over."

Two minutes later, Guirel, who had rushed all the way from Rodel to Fam Azra and then across most of the East China Sea, finally saw Lance.

"Lord Lance!" Guirel ran over breathlessly, his hands on his knees and panting, "You're too fast. It took me a long time to find you."

Lance reached out and gently patted Guirel's shoulder, sending a divine power to help her calm the agitated breath in her body, and asked, "I haven't waited for Fuhr's messenger yet. You came from Rodel. How is the situation over there?"

"Uh"

Guirel's entire dragon paused for a moment, as if it was processing the information contained in the question. After nearly ten seconds, he answered, "Priest Ful said before that the capital would soon be in chaos, but when I left, it was not in chaos yet. I just saw troops being mobilized everywhere on the road, including those from Kalia, the South Territory, and the East Territory. Did something big happen?"

".ah?"

This rhetorical question almost caused Lance's brain to overload. She frowned and looked at Guiler in confusion, "Since you don't know anything, who sent you back?"

"Yes, Your Highness!" At this point, Guiler finally found the corresponding line in his limited brain capacity, "Before the Northern Expedition, Your Highness sent a message to the Ancient Dragon Temple, leaving the trivial task of assisting Priest For to monitor the movements of the New Party to that idiot Aegkiss, and letting that reckless Christopher assist them, leaving the most important task to me!"

"Then your mission is..." "Once Priest Ful determines that chaos is about to break out in the capital, he will send me back to Sky City as quickly as possible to deliver a message to you and stay by your side until Your Highness returns!"

"Your Highness wants me to convey the message - 'Don't worry, I have already made arrangements for the battle in Asia. If something happens in the north, I will also be able to escape unscathed. The only thing you need to worry about is Fam Azra. Be on guard against the Senate and the Council of Elders. Put your own safety first. Remember, remember!'"

"Why didn't he just tell me these things directly?"

"Hehe!" Guiler's eyes lit up, "Your Highness expected you to ask this question!"

"He said that if he told you this in advance, you would only worry about him, but not your own safety. Before sending me here, His Highness has granted me the right to execute first and report later. My only task from now on is to guard you day and night. Even if you order me to go somewhere else, it is wishful thinking!"

Lance took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly. She finally understood why Lucia had pushed this silly child over to her for no reason. It turned out that she was attracted by Guirel's silly spirit.

Everyone in Fam Azra knew that the death order Lucia gave to Guirel was more effective than the secret technique of possession of another body by the School of the Two Sages. From now on, she was afraid that she would not be able to get rid of this dragon following her wherever she went.

Lani has Adura by her side, Marennia has Finlay by her side, and now she has to have a Guirel by her side. That guy himself is still in the Arctic ice field and his life or death is uncertain, but he has arranged everything outside very well!
"I get it," Lance rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Just stay by my side. Anyway, I can only do some stupid things that rely on brute force. If your prince dies in the north one day, you will no longer think that he is so predictable!"

"Oh, what the priest said is absurd! How could His Highness die in the North? It would be better to tear off the Giant King's head and use it as a chamber pot. By the way, what is this barrier?"

Lance rubbed his aching temple. As expected, wanting Guirel to regain his sanity was the most irrational thing in the world. But for some reason, his mood improved a lot after she made such a fuss.

After sobering up a little, Lance realized that his previous state was indeed very dangerous. That kind of mental state on the verge of collapse like a volcanic eruption could appear in Lani and Marineria, but not her.

There is no more powerful and wise elder to take care of her. Not only can she not lose control, but she must also guard the dynasty's foundation in the rear for him when Lucia loses the northern border.

Today's Fam Azra seems to be full of vigor and vitality, but the changes brought by Lucia are far from being completely integrated into the core of this ancient country. The conflict and struggle between the new and the old, the progressive and the conservative are intensifying. One step out of control will be a disaster that will tear the entire dynasty apart.

This time, the war outside will be left to Ful and the others to deal with, and she must concentrate on dealing with possible threats in the rear.

Lance pondered for a moment, his eyes looking back in the direction of Sky City. The sea breeze blew her long silver hair, dancing like a sword.

Having been in charge of government affairs for thirteen years, no one knows the deep-rooted problems within the Ancient Dragon Dynasty better than her. She has already made up her mind as to who among the seven veterans and forty-eight elders can be trusted and who can be suspicious.

When this trip around the northern border is over, it will be time to make up our minds and clean up the filth.

(End of this chapter)