Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 456: Meeting Across the Distance
"Four Ancestors, save me!" Seeing Adonis die at the hands of Lucia, Moselo was terrified and fled desperately in the direction of Hilber.

Hilbert, who had been expecting support from the other two, was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. A few minutes ago, she had just transformed into a human form again and escaped from Serin's magic attack by keeping a distance despite being seriously injured. At the same time, Hilbert and Leville also completely broke free from the dream. The situation immediately turned upside down and the three legion commanders surrounded her and Mocero, not to mention that there was a Lucia who was a few kilometers away and might chase them at any time.

"Waste!" Hilbert shouted angrily. Her defeat to Celine could be attributed to the force field magic and the pyroxene crown that isolated mental interference. However, the defeat of Mocero and Adonis to Lucia was purely due to the former's cowardice.

Among all the ancestors, Heldiron, who has a volcanic body, has the strongest life and strength. In theory, he is indeed the most suitable teammate for Mocero's Immortality Curse, but Adonis's deformed flesh also has a very high upper limit. What's more, under the special gain state where lives are bound to each other, it is impossible for Mocero to die before Adonis.

If he dared to cooperate with Adonis in a fight to the death and delay until the side effects of Lucia's burning origin erupted, with the superposition of new and old injuries, they would have a chance to kill the opponent before His Majesty arrived.

But Mocero was just afraid.

Perhaps it was because he saw Lucia's brutal manner of crushing Adonis at will, or perhaps it was because he felt the shared vitality in his body was rapidly draining away. The unspeakable panic finally broke down Mosello's last psychological defense. He was really afraid that he would be beaten to death by Lucia!
In a showdown between strong men, even this slight difference can lead to collapse at the first touch.

Hilber grabbed Mocero's bloody body and turned into a flame and flew towards the southeast.

Not long ago, scouts brought news that there was suspected fighting on the southern front. They had suspected that Lucia would send troops to launch a surprise attack on the main force led by His Majesty, but they knew that it was impossible. When they saw that all the heroes under Lucia and the 8,000 southern expeditionary troops had arrived, these doubts disappeared.

This defeat was certainly extremely tragic, and Adonis became the first ancestor to die in battle since the war began, but the siege against Lucia remained. It was just a matter of killing more cannon fodder to slow down their progress. When Ophelia and His Majesty surrounded them from both sides, Lucia, whose life source had been burned, had no choice but to wait for death.

"Report - the main force was attacked, His Majesty was seriously injured, and the ancestor of Heldiron died in battle!" The messenger's shrill cry echoed throughout the battlefield.

In theory, such news of defeat that could shake the army's morale could only be reported directly to the commander-in-chief by messengers. Even the first generation were not qualified to know it first.

But now the three ancestors are either dead or fled, and the first generations have been beaten to a pulp by the heroes of the Southern Expedition. The command system of the entire giant army on the northern front has completely collapsed. In addition, the new giants have been formed too short a time ago, and their military discipline and regulations are extremely imperfect. For a while, no one took over the command, and the messengers made such a fatal mistake in panic.

For a moment, tens of thousands of giant remnants lost their will to fight and began to flee frantically.

The three legion commanders pursued Hilbert in vain. Leville stood on a high hill, overlooking the entire battlefield through a telescope, and cursed unwillingly: "It's a pity that our soldiers are exhausted. Otherwise, we only need to charge forward and drive the defeated soldiers to trample on each other, which would be enough to kill and wound them all!"

"No way. This result is already a pleasant surprise," Hilbert frowned and sighed deeply. "Compared to this, I am more worried about His Highness's condition. If he is seriously injured and his essence is rekindled, he may suffer irreversible damage."

"Wait, look over there—" Leville was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes wide and looked carefully, then handed the telescope to Hilbert.

Hilbert took it and looked towards the northeast. In the telescope, at the junction of the Holy Tree Forest and the Otina Mountains, a silver-white arc was extending from north to south.

"Judging from their characteristics, they are not giant reinforcements, and their number is not large, at most around a thousand. But judging from their charging speed, they should be rare elite troops." "It's Samir the Ice Knight!" Leville suddenly exclaimed.

"what?"

Hilbert was stunned for a moment. The Ancient Dragon Dynasty had been out of touch with the North for too long. Even a veteran Storm Knight like him lacked knowledge of the allies that could be traced back to ancient times.

"Yes, it's the Samir Ice Knights..." The usually steady Leville was extremely excited at this moment, "They are the only ones who never rely on war horses when launching a charge. Instead, they blend their bodies into the ice wind and control the extremely cold storm to destroy the enemy. I saw their army formation when I was ordered to guard Lord!"

The only possible Samir people who could appear on the battlefield at this time could be friendly forces from the Sol-Frozen Lake line who came specially to support them. This meant that the hard battles of the Southern Expedition Army on the southern battlefield for several months were not in vain. Even though the two sides had no communication so far, Neo and Pollux still seized this fleeting opportunity, defeated the Central Regiment in time, and extended a helping hand to them!

Since crossing the Sea of ​​Death at night at the end of the 49th year of the Golden Calendar, the Northern Expedition Army has fought for tens of thousands of miles from north to south, and the journey is enough to circle most of the northern border. They have always shed their blood on this cold land to create strategic space for their friendly forces. Now they have finally received the key support from the enemy that has broken through numerous blockades and traveled thousands of miles. Which soldier would not be excited and heartbroken?
"Samir's warriors!"

Oleg, who had been wandering around the edge of the battlefield in recent days, looking for opportunities for the vanguard troops to break in, drew his swords and shouted loudly.

"In front of you are the fire giants who destroyed your homes and massacred your people. In front of them are the brothers who marched north from the land of Galid and broke through 30,000 miles of ice to save you - as well as the king of Sol City, the Frozen Lake, and the entire Ancient Dragon Dynasty, Lucia Sanx!"

"Answer me! What should we do when faced with the enemy that stands between you and your king?"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Oreg pointed his sword, and a thousand Samir Ice Knights rode the icy wind, rushing down from the mountains like a silver-white wave in an avalanche, led by a blazing flame!
Adam turned into a giant, and the flames surrounding his body were not red like those of ordinary giants, but were filled with deep darkness. Wherever he passed, the defeated giant soldiers burned silently, like an abyss that swallowed up lives.

Under attack from all sides, these one thousand knights became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the giant army. After their fighting spirit was completely shattered, the chase and massacre began.

On that day, the Giants' army on the northern front suffered tens of thousands of casualties, and corpses were scattered for a hundred miles.

The flames on the bodies of the fallen giants almost turned into a prairie fire. Even the frozen water in the upper reaches of the Elunga River was melted by the high temperature. The rushing blood seemed to symbolize the heavy blow suffered by the royal court. The fear of defeat rushed along the glaciers and snow winds all the way to the Falling Star Peak thousands of miles away, making countless nobles of the holy land lose their hearts and minds!
After this battle, the name Lucia Shanks inherited the infamy of Dragon King Platon Shanks and Storm King Odysseus, and became their lingering nightmare at midnight.

(End of this chapter)