Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 517 Sword and Fire

A series of piercing whistles erupted from the scorching air.

Mongot strolled leisurely through the air, effortlessly dodging the serpent's long tail as it lunged in fury. With each casual strike, he added another wound to the massive, mountain-like serpent's body.

As he listened to Agrarian's screams, which went from arrogance to rage, confusion, and finally fear, a hint of bewilderment involuntarily appeared on his weathered face.

Ironically, his confusion corresponds precisely to that of Egraine.

What puzzled the latter was how two such powerful monsters could suddenly appear in the volcanic region, and he also couldn't understand how this snake could survive for more than two thousand years from the Star Moon Era to today.
Egraine's proud "realm and power" are, in all fairness, indeed present.

In terms of realm, aside from his innate serpentine talent, his control over the power of fire can be described as having reached a high level, already faintly touching the level of laws. In terms of the usual combat strength division in the borderlands, fully mastering a law and being able to fully demonstrate its effects is the threshold of "god". A monarch who is on par with a god can either share the authority of a complete law or have the ability to ignore the law and confront a god.

These gods and kings, whose combined strength surpasses that of even the most powerful heroes, also symbolize the pinnacle of combat power among mortal beings in the borderlands. Below them are the masses of ordinary people, and above them are only a handful of supreme beings known as "gods".

Egrid is clearly not a complete god yet, but it's perfectly reasonable to say that her realm is half a step ahead of mine. Her younger brother, Monger, is progressing slightly faster in the path of laws, but he is still a little behind her.

As for strength, Mongot could clearly sense that this astonishing serpentine body was almost entirely formed from pure runes. In other words, every muscle and every scale contained a vast amount of energy that could drive people crazy. Coupled with the accumulation of more than two thousand years, this made Aigle's strength far surpass that of her brothers, probably even more than her own elder brother.

But then again, while Egret possesses both the realm and the power, this stupid snake is completely lacking in the skills, experience, and will to utilize them in actual combat.

In Mongot's eyes, each of Egret's attacks was like an infinitely long slow motion. Before the move was even made, her eyes, roars, bulging muscles, and even the outpouring of her aura had already revealed her purpose.

When the two forces clashed, Egret's strength was great, but it was unstable and difficult to concentrate. Specifically, when she collided head-on, she was pierced through by Monger's halberd, which was full of power. When she used her scales to block her own staff strikes, she also left one hole after another.

Not to mention that Egret's size is too large and she uses too much force. Every time her move misses, she has to spend a lot of energy to readjust and she will be injured several times in the process.

Less than fifteen minutes into the match, Egret, who has a stronger foundation and is playing on home turf, has found herself in an awkward situation where she can't hit, defend, catch up, or escape. She's only managed to avoid being beaten to death because of her high health.

This complete waste, possessing a great treasure yet arrogant and looking down on everyone, constantly shouting "I am the sovereign," has yet to be kicked to death. Is it because those powerful figures of the old era simply disdain fighting them, or do these two brothers misjudge their own strength, underestimating themselves while overestimating the external situation?

"Roar!" Egrid could no longer bear the predicament of being one-sidedly tortured. Her serpentine body, which was coiled on the seabed, suddenly exerted its power, and her entire body rose into the air like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying a large amount of magma with it. It looked as if she had raised the entire fireland by hundreds of feet!
"Flying around like flies, let's see how you dodge this attack!"

As Aegire roared, she coiled up high in the sky, and more than half of her scales simultaneously heated up and became hot. Her jet-black snake scales first burned into an orange-red color, and then turned into a dazzling fiery red. The magma that filled the cavity of the mountain seemed to be violently catalyzed at the same time, bursting out with a blazing and dazzling flame!

Monger, who was holding a trident and about to stab Egrid in the back of the neck, paused, frowned, and realized that the serpent had used its source power. It intended to rely on the terrain to overcome the opponent's skill with brute force and was determined to make them suffer this attack at any cost.

The magma sea within a radius of dozens of miles was raging and boiling. At this moment, there were tens of thousands of tons of magma filling the air, which suddenly exploded inside the sealed mountain. It is estimated that even half of the entire Eiger Peak will be blown away. There is definitely no time to hide.

A ruthless glint appeared in Monger's eyes. Dodging didn't mean his frontal defense was weak. At worst, he could take a minor injury to withstand the attack, and then seize the opportunity when this fool couldn't stop in time to deliver a fatal blow. After all this fighting, it was time to end this battle.

He spat and gripped the halberd with both hands, beginning to spin it in front of him. His divine power surged and churned, and the aura of cursed energy coiled around the halberd's blade, gathering into a vortex. He transformed into a highly condensed dark red sphere of light, preparing to meet the impact head-on.

Just then, a dark golden light flashed past!

Monger looked on in astonishment and saw his brother standing in front of him without saying a word, his body surging with light and flames, and the withered wood on the surface of his cane cracking inch by inch, revealing the colorful black sword underneath!

"Brother! Get out of the way! Your power isn't stable yet—"

Before Monger could finish speaking, Mongert's back trembled violently, and the dark golden flames vibrated rapidly, as if they were about to split into two divine powers, black and gold. This was a sign that the power of the furnace was about to part ways with the power of gold!
Even if Aigle was slow to react, she could still sense the strangeness in Mongot in that instant. She immediately let out a sinister laugh and pushed her fire power to the limit, like throwing a spark into boiling oil. The entire sea of ​​fire was instantly ignited!
The overwhelming heat and waves of fire rushed in, and the mountain structure instantly let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the weight. Then came the roar of earth and rocks collapsing and the sharp whistling of the rising air. Countless dark and terrifying rift valleys appeared in the natural space within a hundred miles, as if the world had shattered and fallen in the face of this attack!
Monger withdrew his defenses, his eyes bloodshot as he charged toward his brother, only to see Mongert's back still standing as straight as a mountain.

The figure that seemed to be separated from the sea of ​​fire coughed, and with his left hand grasping the location of his heart, he shook it in mid-air, forcefully tearing apart the endlessly fighting darkness and gold!
In the next instant, he grasped the darkness with his left hand, faced the overwhelming wave of fire, and pressed it down!
hum-

Egret and Mongo, who were present, only felt a piercing buzzing sound deep in their ear canals, and quickly realized that something was wrong—

In fact, there was no similar sound on the field. The reason why a buzzing sound was heard was because the earth-shattering noise just now disappeared in an instant, causing a brief confusion in the perception of both parties!
However, it wasn't just the sound that disappeared; the light, the heatwave, the gravel, and the airflow also vanished.
The devastating explosion, which seemed poised to destroy everything, was shrouded in darkness, resembling an ink stain that had been splashed into water and instantly frozen. It still retained its momentum of shaking and impacting in all directions, but abruptly stopped at that moment!
Their gazes were involuntarily drawn to the figure in the center of the sky. Suddenly, the strangely shaped giant sword in Montgomery's right hand burst forth with dazzling golden light, as if illuminating the first ray of dawn in the long night. He raised it high to the sky and then slashed it down!

The explosion frozen in darkness, the still boiling sea of ​​lava, the latter half of Egrid's serpentine body stretching across the sky, and the temples and mountains repeatedly ravaged and on the verge of collapse.
Everything was cut apart by this sword.

(End of this chapter)