Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 454 Crown
Serin stared at the opponent in front of her, her heart beating wildly in her chest, and her black pupils trembled uncontrollably.

Everything that happened in the blink of an eye was so unbelievable that even someone as smart as her was stunned for a moment.

The bodies of Hilbert and Leville were still hanging high in the tragic posture pierced by the flower vines. However, a hundred steps away, the fourth ancestor Hilbert, who had appeared invincible a moment ago, covered her shoulder with her hands, blood constantly flowing out from between her fingers, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Seren was filled with a bit more hatred and fear.

"What kind of magic is that?"

Hilbert asked while panting. Her voice was no longer as gentle and charming as usual, but was filled with unconcealable rage and frustration.

"There has never been such a technique in history. No, this technique should not exist in the world!"

Serin glanced at her left hand, and the more than ten layers of magic shields she had summoned were instantly destroyed. At the critical moment of life and death, she subconsciously released the new type of magic named "Tops Force Field" by His Highness.

Since the Tops force field's structure was not complicated and the magic power consumed was negligible, although it was her first time to release it in actual combat, she did not even use a magic wand and only used a short instant spell to release it.

But under that seemingly ordinary, fragile spherical force field that seemed to be easily broken by a poke, Hilbert's powerful evil prayer of fire was easily blocked - the highly condensed dark red flame deflected smoothly along the edge of the force field, and then pierced Hilbert's shoulder in the opposite direction without warning!

"This is just a nightmare, and you can't simulate things beyond your own cognition in a dream, right?" Serin suddenly said.

Hilbert was shocked, then she reacted and tried to suppress her almost shaken expression, but Serin's spiritual perception still caught her loss of composure at that moment.

It seems that her guess was correct.

"So what if I guessed it right?" Scorching flames burst out from Hilber's seven orifices, and her charming face turned into a demon in flames. "Just like your magic realm, as long as I am in this realm, I am invincible!"

She let out a terrifying roar, and her body bathed in flames burst out with a strange strength that was disproportionate to her size. She stomped the ground with one foot, and the whole person was ejected, waving a claw towards Serin's throat.

Although they rose to power in a very short time, each of the giant ancestors is a rare genius in a century. Their innate fighting sense can make up for the lack of combat experience to a great extent. In the brief verbal confrontation just now, Hilber was actually thinking rapidly about how to deal with that strange magic.

The fourth forbidden spell is called Sweet Dream.

In the "dream", she can freely simulate real-life battles. As long as Hilbert does not want to be hit by the attack, the enemy's attack will not hit her. Conversely, as long as Hilbert wants to attack the opponent, her attack will become unmatched.

At the same time, she can also separate the cognition of multiple targets. For example, at this moment, she is facing three legion commanders at the same time, and each of them has a dream in which the other two comrades died in battle, leaving herself facing the "invincible" Hilber.

As long as they are killed by her in the dream, they will be killed in reality as well.

However, the premise of simulation is cognition, and her forbidden spell ability can only simulate things within the scope of her own cognition and understanding. Therefore, after reading a large number of classics in the holy land, Hilbert's Storm Swordsmanship, Leville's Golden Prayer and Rodel Swordsmanship, and most of Serin's magic became vulnerable in the dream.

But Serin's strange force field magic became an unexpected change, a new method that was completely beyond Hilbert's cognition and even overturned her entire understanding of magic, almost overturning the entire battle situation. The high-speed and low-cost release process, the inexplicable characteristics of instantly reflecting magic attacks, plus Serin's deep magic reserves, superb super magic skills and combat experience far superior to his own. If he couldn't break that magic, no matter how many rounds of unmatched attacks he simulated using the characteristics of dreams, they would be reflected back and hurt himself.

So, Hilbert's choice was close combat.

Even though her actual melee combat strength is the weakest among the ten ancestors of the royal court, in dreams, her melee combat skills can also simulate an invincible effect.

Although she had no way to break Serin's force field magic, Serin was also unable to break her dream, so all other magical means of the opponent would still be ineffective. Relying solely on a force field that reflects magical attacks would definitely not be able to defeat her who was invincible in close combat.

Although the wills of the two damn human knights in the other two dreams were incredibly hard and difficult to wipe out immediately, as long as Serin was killed first, she would be able to draw more mental power to suppress them.

No matter how strong their will is, they will only fall into despair when facing an existence that cannot be harmed and is growing stronger. When a flaw appears in their mind, that is when she will successfully wipe them out.

The sharp claws cut through the air, and the high temperature condensed at the fingertips burned the space of several meters in radius into a blur. Hilbert seemed to have seen the delicate throat of Celine being torn by her easily, and the blood spurting out like a fountain.

The loss of composure just now was just a momentary surprise, nothing more than some tricks to mystify others. In front of the power of the ancestor that she had comprehended, it was nothing. Wait, what was that? !

Celine sighed softly, as if mocking herself for not seeing through Hilbert's trick at the first moment.

She snapped her fingers, took out a glittering pyroxene crown from her own magic space, and put it on her head.

That was the gift her sister had given her before the Scorching Sun Legion rushed to Gaileid. Although in her style, she had only sent an ordinary box back to the family, and the attached letter was so short that it looked very cold, but she understood her sister's temperament and her talent, so she had always carried this gift with her with great care.

The crown was made entirely of Fiery Sun Crystal and Blue Moon Crystal, and its surface was covered with hundreds of ingeniously designed polygonal mirrors. Se Lian mentioned vaguely in the letter that she had some misunderstandings with Her Highness Lucia Shanks in her early years, so she made this crown to isolate herself from external mental interference. However, it was of no use at the time, and it is even more useless now, so she just gave it to her sister as a blessing before the expedition (see Volume 144, Chapter , Deadly Enemies).

Although Seren didn't understand the cause and effect of the matter, she at least understood one thing: Seren's attainments in the spiritual realm were definitely far superior to that of this self-righteous crazy woman!
The moment the crown was placed on Celine's head, Hilbert suddenly discovered with horror that the dream that he had enveloped the other person had been unilaterally cut off.

In the outside world, Hilbert and Leville are still maintaining the illusory posture of constantly struggling between color and black and white, but Hilbert and Celine have both returned to reality.

boom!
The claw fell with unstoppable force, but it stopped one meter away from Serin!
A high-level physical magic shield blocked the two. Perhaps because he used too much force, Hilbert's fingers twisted unnaturally, and the high temperature rising around him also disappeared in the rich magical environment!

"So you are so weak after waking up from your dream?"

Serin tilted her head and chuckled, not sure whether it was realization or mockery.

(End of this chapter)