Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 453 Longwei
Serin cried out in grief, her long black hair dancing wildly in the violently vibrating magic field. She injected magic power madly into the magic wand. The life amber on the top of the wand was as dazzling as the sun. A comet Azr with a diameter of more than two meters shot out, and the space along the way was eroded by magic power, leaving large black cracks!

The power of a furious attack from a grandmaster magician is comparable to the concentrated spell fire of a legion-level unit!

But Hilbert still did not dodge or evade. The starry sky torrent that seemed to be able to destroy everything came within ten steps of her and immediately decomposed into powerless disordered magic energy, falling from the sky like drizzle.

She controlled the flower vines to throw Hilbert's body away and walked towards Celine step by step.

Leville charged forward angrily, and large vines sprouted from under his feet. The sharp thorns were like a knife cutting tofu, piercing through the golden knight's indestructible heavy armor without any hindrance and hanging him upside down!

"Be careful! It's——" Before Leville could finish his words, he was crushed by the huge force into a bloody rain all over the sky.

Under Serin's almost desperate gaze, thousands of flower vines grew wildly, like an unstoppable demon pouncing towards her!

"What a pity! Your men died faster than you did. I really want them to see you begging for mercy before you die!"

Mocero swung his lock blade to block Lucia's space to move, and complained dejectedly.

In the eyes of the outside world, Hilbert and the three legion commanders still maintained the posture they had just before the attack, but their bodies showed a kind of blur between reality and illusion, as if they were integrated into an extremely real painting. People from the outside world could observe their state, but could not touch the people in the painting, let alone interfere with their state.

In that "painting", Hilber's colors are still vivid and bright, but the three legion commanders gradually become dim, like portraits whose colors are being drained away bit by bit. When they are completely transformed into black and white "drafts", it must be the moment when their lives come to an end.

"A dream that was born from illusion but can interfere with reality?" Lucia withdrew her spiritual perception and laughed indifferently. "In terms of the ability to control people's hearts, I have seen existences that are countless times better than her. Have you ever thought about it?"

"Those who play with other people's minds will face what kind of backlash once they encounter an opponent with a stronger will than themselves?"

"How shameless!" Moserlo's face changed, but he still roared viciously, "People like you who are born into the three dynasties, nobles and powerful families, are born to lie on the achievements of your fathers and show off your power. How can you talk about strong will?"

He danced the two hundreds-meter-long lock blades into two faint black shadows. The blades made of black steel cut the plain into pieces, and madly chased Lucia's high-speed flashing figure. "Today I will let you see clearly that the noble bloodline that you are proud of is vulnerable in front of my race that has been reborn from the ashes!"

boom!
Lucia and Adonis exchanged attacks again. With great force, they activated the Wings of the Void and dodged the iron rain woven by the locked blades. The perfect eternal swordsmanship drew an elegant silver arc and cut off Mocero's left arm.

"it's useless--"

Moserlo laughed wildly, and before his severed arm hit the ground, a new hand had already grown out from the flesh and blood of his shoulder. The arm stretched out and expanded to its original size in an instant, and even caught the falling lock blade in mid-air, and attacked Lucia again!
High in the sky, Lucia stopped swinging his sword to block, but instead grasped the lock blade that was several times larger than his body, and said with a sigh of relief, "Whatever."

"Let us decide life and death before they wake up."

As the words came out, his claws began to grow in size, and delicate silver-white scales grew rapidly until they were as huge as heavy infantry shields. The half-dragon body that was originally three meters away instantly turned into a giant dragon as big as a mountain, with its wings spread in the wind, covering the sky and the sun!
The huge dragon claws held the lock blade like a thin razor, and the other lock blade broke through the air and slashed at Lucia's side, leaving only a shallow white mark on the surface of the immortal scales, which was restored to its original state in the next second under the effect of the Queen's Embrace. "Huh--" Lucia raised her dragon head and moved her slender neck, and a trace of blood was mixed in the hot air.

He had been fighting continuously while still seriously injured, and had just controlled Esti's clone to fight a fierce battle. Both his body and mind were exhausted to an extremely dangerous level. Now that he had transformed into a full dragon, he was facing the risk of running out of energy at any time.

But he has never been a person who hesitates. Since the other party likes to show off so much, and each of them thinks that they are Calerius and cannot be killed no matter how hard they are beaten, then he must make them wake up and see whether the tortoise shell that they are so proud of is really that hard!

With the seventh-order Dragon King's body and the sixth-order Infinite Tail activated at the same time, Lucia's size has far exceeded the two hundred-meter-tall giant ancestors. Looking down at them is like looking at two dwarfs!

The oath on the golden tree, the golden protection, the blessing of the five elements' prayers, the blessing of the black flames, the blessing of the furnace, plus dozens of magic, divine shields and enhancements - under the fierce burning of the source of life, many master-level spells were madly superimposed on Lucia's dragon body!
With the silver dragon surrounded by black and red flames as the center, the natural energy within a thousand miles created a terrifying tide. The two armies confronting each other in the distance were unstable. The Southern Expedition Army, which had higher individual quality, could still hold on, but the giants looked at the battlefield in horror and were knocked to the ground in large numbers by the tide of divine and magical power!
That is the true power of a king, the divine realm that even the ancestors could not touch!

Adonis, who was facing Lucia at close range, felt that the hair on his skin was standing up and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and even breathing became a little difficult.

When reading ancient books in the Holy Land, he had disdained the dragon power of Platon Sanx that dominated all races in the history books, thinking that it was just the predecessors who lacked courage and lost their due fighting spirit when facing strong enemies.

However, facing Lucia at this moment, a feeling of powerlessness that made him hate but helpless had quietly begun to grow. It was a chasm between the levels of life that could not be made up by willpower.

Moreover, how could the strong will of a powerful being who possesses such power be inferior to that of weaklings like them?

“Ah——” Adonis let out a mighty roar, trying to dispel the suppressed fear in his heart. His deformed body smashed towards Lucia like a cannonball!
He swung his fist in the air, and countless black flesh tentacles stabbed forward frantically. What greeted him was a dragon claw that tore through the sky and the earth!
boom!
Lucia slapped Adonis to the ground with a slap. The hundreds-meter-long dragon tail shattered a large area of ​​space. The heavy tail spike swung at Moserlo's waist, and he was blown away like a gyroscope, drawing a long blood-red rainbow in the air!
Adonis struggled to get up, and another Claw of Destruction hit his chest, followed by the second and the third!

Lucia gave up all the complicated techniques such as swordplay, magic, and prayer, and only used the strongest body to carry the most powerful combat skills, pouring the simplest and purest violence on his enemies!
The killing power of the black flame of death and the destructive power of the ancient dragon thunder are perfectly compatible in him. The terrifying power brought by the burning origin makes his thirsty cells feel like drinking sweet liquor. Every drop of blood seems to be infused with chaotic and turbulent magic energy and divine power, unleashing a fighting instinct that no opponent can withstand!
The pair of ice-blue dragon eyes were now filled with red-gold divine light. Not a trace of God’s mercy could be seen in them, only the brutality of the king!
The gods rule, the kings fight.

Even though thousands of years have passed, the descendants of the ancient giant king's court still feel a fear from the depths of their souls - that is the fear that the Dragon King Platon Shanks engraved on their ancestors, but now they have inherited it again from Lucia Shanks!
The madness on Moselo's face was gone. He retreated tremblingly in the direction of Hilber, hoping to influence Lucia's condition through another battle. However, Lucia suddenly grabbed him with a claw, turned around and swung him into Adonis who had just climbed up, causing his head to bleed!
"Changes in target attributes detected—" The information from the memory battlefield jumped into his mind.

"'Third Ancestor' Mocero: Health: 90 (+70) → 90 (+60)."

“‘第十始祖’亚度尼斯：生命：95（+45）→95（+25），力量85（+55）→85（+35）。”

Lucia's dragon claw paused, but the two ancestors had no time to rejoice, because a smile that made them shudder appeared on the hideous bone face.

"Ha, it seems I guessed right."

(End of this chapter)