Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 516 Caught off guard
The snake's eyes, the size of a cave, narrowed into two dangerous vertical lines. With a flick of its tail, it smashed the priest Ratman's barely clinging body against the rock wall like trash, causing it to explode into a spray of blood. The mountain-like snake body swelled up and slowly rose from the cliff, casting a disdainful gaze at the two demigods.

"You are the second and youngest sons of Marika and Goughre, the defiled princes cursed by the furnace?"

“A curse?” Monger grinned, his mocking expression as if he were looking at a fool. “A frog in a well dares to talk about the world. Wait until I stick the trident in your forehead, then you’ll know whether this is a curse or not.”

Aegree remained silent for a few seconds, her aura growing increasingly terrifying, to the point that the entire temple was filled with a pungent odor—the result of the high temperature of the magma mixed with the heavy scent of blood.

"And you?" He looked at Mongot, who had remained silent all along. "You have not uttered a word since you stepped into the temple. Unlike your foolish brother, you must be able to see my level and power, right?"

"Considering that we were both born from the furnace and can be considered to be of the same lineage, I can temporarily ignore your overstepping and give you another chance—kneel down, succeed as the left and right priests of the Church, and I will spare your lives."

Mongot still held the heavy cane that resembled a withered tree branch, but his clothes were no longer the tattered rags; instead, he wore heavy armor engraved with ancient dragon emblems.

He tapped the ground with his cane, unbuttoned his cloak collar with his left hand, and tossed it aside. When he raised his head again, a dark golden light ignited in his eyes, as if night and sun were merging at the same moment.

"I've been pondering why Mother would allow someone like you to poison future generations," he said, stretching his physique, a metallic clang emanating from his burly frame. "Unfortunately, after all this time, I still can't figure out the meaning of your existence. But then again, the answer is quite simple—"

"To die by my sword today would be the greatest meaning of your life so far."

As the echo faded, the temple's spacious platform shattered instantly, and two beams of black light shot into the sky like cannonballs!

Egri was furious. Her thick tail transformed into a faint black line and lashed down from the air, as if a sharp blade were slicing through tofu. The granite platform was split in two with a crash, but it could only shatter the blurry afterimages of the two people!

The snake's eyes contracted and spun rapidly, trying to capture the rapidly approaching figure. Finally, it locked onto a rapidly expanding black shadow on the left. Aigle's eyes turned ruthless, and she suddenly opened her mouth wide to bite down. The force of her attack was so strong that it seemed capable of swallowing the sky and devouring the sun!

Monger, who was charging forward, snorted and swept his right foot toward the halberd. The trident, made of black steel mixed with celestial stone and tempered by Fam Azra's temporal storm, spun several times in the strong wind and was firmly held in his palm.

He stretched out his body in mid-air, assuming a fighting stance, his right hand raised high, holding the halberd behind his shoulder, like a muscular fisherman aiming a harpoon at a giant whale setting sail—

boom! ! !
The moment the trident left his hand, it exploded with a sonic boom, scattering layers of clouds and tearing out countless dark spatial rifts!
A black light pierced the sky and struck the upper jaw of Egrid's gaping maw directly. It exploded into a flower of flesh and blood almost without any obstruction, then continued upwards and burrowed into the mountain without slowing down!

"hiss--"

The towering, mountain-like serpentine body of Egrid froze in place from the terrifying impact, then let out a agonizing hiss and began to writhe wildly, creating massive waves in the sea of ​​lava. One strike, just one strike, and a ten-meter-diameter hole had been ripped through its proud divine body. Beyond its rage, an overwhelming terror rose within it!

But before He could even figure out His own situation, countless excruciating pains piercing His internal organs suddenly erupted from head to toe almost at the same time!

Mongot's five-meter-tall body was like a rapidly flashing whirlwind, instantly plowing from the snake's head to its tail, his cane striking the snake's scales, which were as solid as a door panel, a thousand times with a whooshing sound.

His strikes, though seemingly light and lacking any earth-shattering force, struck the weakest points of each snake scale structure with the precision of a sculptor's chisel.

Where the staff struck, the snake scales only burst open into a fist-sized white dot, but upon closer inspection, they revealed thousands of spiral cracks layered upon layered. The remaining force was like a sharp blade piercing through the snake's body, which was tens of meters thick, and blasted open shocking blood holes on the opposite side!
In an instant, rubble and lava scattered everywhere, and orange-red divine blood drifted across the sky!

The sudden burst of devastation left Egrid's serpentine eyes glazed over; she neither understood nor could she accept it.

He is not ignorant of the concept of "demigods," nor is he like the foolish Segnis who resurrected from the old era and looked down on everyone, regarding demigods as mere fodder no different from the wild gods of the past. On the contrary, no one in this world understands or respects demigods more than He!

For three years, He has gathered all the information about demigods that could be openly collected, understanding each of their age, strength, talents, weaknesses, and even preferences. He only hopes to one day find an opportunity to abduct or bewitch one of them, merge with them, and break through his own limitations.

He also knew that among the demigods, the strongest, Godwin and Lucia, could take half his life with a single glare. Although Ratan, who was temporarily in the second tier, was slightly inferior, he was not someone He could mess with. Even if these three had weaknesses, they were practically non-existent to Him, so He didn't need to consider them at all.

Of the remaining few, aside from Grek, Michaela is relatively bad at fighting, while Rakad, Lani, and Malenia, although exceptionally talented, are clearly still in their developmental stage and have not yet completed their transformation from geniuses to strong individuals.

Their most obvious weakness is that they lack the ability to deal a devastating blow to targets above the peak level in high-level combat.

In the context of their daily lives, this so-called weakness is hardly a weakness. Not to mention how many people could actually fight their way to the princes and princesses of the three great dynasties, even if they could, they would have to face the top-level hero-level bodyguard leaders, bodyguard knights whose average combat strength is at least hero-level, and even powerful shadow beasts. In addition, the strength of the demigods themselves is also improving rapidly. If they cannot defeat an enemy for the time being, it is uncertain who will kill whom in a year or two.

However, Egrid herself is a typical tough and resilient type of strong person. The body formed from runes provides her with almost inexhaustible vitality. If she is not hit head-on by a fatal blow, theoretically anyone would have to take a long time to kill her. Therefore, she has a great advantage when facing three demigods who lack powerful offensive means.

In the past year, the cult of the Serpent God has focused its intelligence efforts on Lakad, Lani, Malenia, and Michaela. Even in the current war, the cult's ultimate goal is not to defend the volcano, but to find an opportunity to create a chance for the Serpent God to devour one of the demigods.

As for the ominous brothers, Mongot and Mongo, all I can say is, what kind of good person would bother looking for information about them?
Back in the Golden Capital, the Rodels locked them in the sewers. I heard that the Rodels themselves created some kind of evil hunter who slaughtered the two of their kind who had defiled the prince every day. Later, it was said that they were taken to the Far East by Lucia. I guess they were at most two seriously ill patients with congenital disabilities. The fact that they were alive was only because of the power of Marika and Gofule's bloodline. How could this thing suddenly jump out and kill me in one go?
(End of this chapter)