Elden Ring, but with Wind Spirit Moon Shadow

Chapter 459 'Mad Dragon' Beile!
When Frithalx arrived, she found the battle completely one-sided.

The remaining three corrupted ancient dragons fought each other, but they were clearly at a disadvantage.

Having just arrived at the battlefield, Furyusanx paid no attention to the massive battlefield, but immediately turned her head repeatedly, searching for the entity that had just released the dragon lightning.

More than the already decided outcome of the battle, she was concerned about who had unleashed that terrifying dragon lightning.

The earth-shattering red lightning bolt just now even made Furyssanx think for a moment that the Dragon King himself had arrived at Spike Mountain.

But Furyas, who used to serve the Dragon King, knew that it was definitely not the Dragon King's lightning.

Although its power and momentum are extremely similar, it is not the pure dragon lightning of the Dragon King.

Finally, Furyus's gaze found the answer she was looking for.

Amidst the earth-shaking, wind-swept battlefield, only one person calmly, even leisurely, surveyed the battlefield.

Bai Shi was dressed in a dark and menacing dragon-hunting armor, but at this moment he showed no killing intent or any other aura.

But this is unusual on this spiky mountain, on this battlefield where ancient dragons slay.

Looking at Bai Shi, who exuded no aura but inspired awe simply by his focused gaze, Furousanks even sensed a kind of divinity.

Therefore, Furyusan immediately realized that Bai Shi was the one who had just released the earth-shattering thunder.

Furyusanx stood cautiously to the side, not daring to make any rash moves, for fear of disturbing this unknown and terrifying being.

It possesses a powerful lightning force resembling that of a dragon king, but it is not an ancient dragon; it relies purely on its immense and vast power.

Just how astonishing must this power be to surpass the innate advantages of the race and the power of the Dragon King's thunder?

Normally, Furysanx would not easily approach such a being.

However, sensing that Bai Shi had a contract with the ancient dragon gave her some peace of mind.

Just as Furosanx was observing Bai Shi, Bai Shi also noticed her arrival.

Bai Shi turned his head, and Furou Sanks' unique appearance immediately aroused his curiosity.

The newcomer had a huge red dragon head on his head, wore tattered and dim ancient clothing, and had white hair that was loose behind his head.

His dark brown skin had a rock-like texture, and he was so withered and thin that he looked like a dead tree.

It was completely unlike any of the normal human forms from the borderlands that Bai Shi remembered; it was as if it had been transformed into a human form later in life.

Looking at her attire, Bai Shi realized that she was probably the so-called 'Dragon Feast Witch' Furousanx.

It is said that in the past, in order to spread the belief in dragon offerings, she completely transformed from an ancient dragon into human form.

So, looking at Celine Sanders's kinship, Bai Shi smiled kindly at her.

Seeing Bai Shi extending goodwill towards her, Furousanks immediately lowered her head in fear, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Having confirmed Bai Shi's attitude, Furou Sanks was finally able to relax and had the leisure to look at the battlefield where the fighting was taking place.
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Furronx's gaze first fell on the two Dragon Warriors she knew.

Egon's body had somehow been completely healed, and his spirits and emotions were higher than ever before. He held his great bow and fired arrows again and again.

The harpoon, covered in shards of rock, now shattered the hard scales, embedding the arrow deep into the ancient dragon's rocky body.

The ancient dragon man kept dodging and weaving, and the Dragon Slayer Greatsword released 'qi' from time to time, with streaks of sword light flashing out.

On the front, what caught Frysanth's attention the most was Sif, whose body was crackling with lightning.

Facing an ancient dragon several times larger than himself, Sif showed no weakness and fought it head-on without being at a disadvantage.

The ancient dragon, which was fighting against it, was already struggling and could hardly withstand the constant attacks; its decline was already evident.

Seeing the traitor's miserable state, Furyus felt a surge of anger and satisfaction.

Not only the prince who dared to attack the king, but also these traitors who betrayed the king and sided with the tyrant are unforgivable.

However, Furthax had already abandoned her dragon form and lost most of her power.

Furthermore, since she was all alone, she could only retreat in the face of these traitors.

Seeing the traitor's fate now brings immense satisfaction.

Just then, a painful roar came from the sky, mixed with a despair that Furronx had never seen before in the ancient dragon.

Furou Sanxton immediately looked up at the sky.

The wing on the same side of an ancient dragon was severed, and it fell downwards along with its heavy body.

The dragon soldiers soared through the air, each holding a massive weapon, the blades stained with the golden flesh and blood of ancient dragons.

The ancient dragon that had fallen to the ground in front of him had been gradually dismembered, its wings, limbs, and several massive pieces scattered across the blood-red land of Spike Mountain.

Having lost many limbs, the ancient dragon was no longer capable of flying and could only sway and support itself on the ground.

It raised its head, which was etched with deep cracks, and its pupils revealed fear and despair at the strange creature, and even more so, incomprehension.

First the entire right arm, then the left hind claw, and finally the two wings of different sizes on the same side.

Its body parts were being peeled away little by little, leaving it.

Now that its wings have been severed, it can't even escape.

But it had no way to stop it, nor the power to stop it, and could only watch helplessly as it all happened to itself.

This situation has nearly caused its mind to completely collapse.

Looking at the cold, ruthless dragon soldiers who seemed completely unlike normal creatures, the ancient dragon roared angrily, trying to mask the fear in its heart.

Why is it that this twisted creature, possessing only a portion of the power of an ancient dragon, is unable to fight against a noble ancient dragon?!
It certainly cannot understand.

Long ago, Bai Shi completed the unfinished intellectual legacy of the Knox Dynasty, which included the Dragon Warriors.

The powers derived from various creatures that make up the bodies of the dragon soldiers undergo a second growth under Bai Shi's guidance, bringing their strengths to the extreme.

—Including the part about Gu Long.

With such power, they are no weaker than ordinary ancient dragons.

The dragon soldiers swiftly swooped down from the sky, ready to execute the ancient dragon before its roar even landed.

He still has much to learn, but as a warrior born to fight, some things are etched into his soul.

The dragon halberd, crackling with icy lightning, struck the wound once more, this time cleaving the hard rock skull in two.

Furronx kept her gaze fixed on the dragon soldier for a long time before finally looking away.

Although I was very concerned about what that unknown entity was, the traitor's fate was already sealed.

Furrons looked at the two most ferocious beasts in the arena—at her former companion Celines, and at the traitor she was facing now.

Serenessanx truly lived up to his reputation as the leader among the fallen ancient dragons, his strength clearly surpassing that of his companions.

Even if Frysanx still possessed a dragon form at her peak, she could only be considered to be on par with him.

However, at this moment, when facing Celine Sands, Celine Sands was still at a disadvantage.
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Celine Sanx pounced on Serene Sanx, pressing her giant claws against his head and viciously biting into his slender neck.

The sharp serrations pierced through the scales, golden blood splattered, and Senesanx let out a painful roar.

Celine Thornx's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She bit the other's neck and swung it violently, the loud cracking of scales breaking echoing in the air.

Serenessanx flapped his wings incessantly, and the red lightning in his hand spread across Serenessanx's body before he finally managed to break free from control.

Celine Sands shook her head, spitting out the torn flesh and blood from her mouth, and began to fight against the ever-spreading dragon lightning.

Two kinds of dragon lightning, which share the same origin but go in opposite directions, flickered and their power gradually dissipated.

Senessanx, dragging his bleeding body, looked at Celinessanx with a surprised expression.

In his memory, Celine Thanx's strength was far inferior to his own...

Although he wasn't as famous as Lance Sandks or Ful Sandks, he wasn't much less powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to lead the betrayal.

While Celine Sands was not weak among the ancient dragons, she was far from being comparable to them; Furry Sands was much stronger than her.

For most ancient dragons, the long years have brought them to the limit of their strength, and they have almost completely settled into their current form.

However, at this moment, Celine Sanders made him feel extremely oppressed.

It should be noted that after joining forces with Baylor, these fallen ancient dragons also gained additional dragon power.

This power is not pure, but it has given their Red Thunder new characteristics and real strength.

However, Celine's improvement in strength has completely exceeded Celine's expectations.

The opponent's power growth far exceeded the limits of the ancient dragon race, something that couldn't have been achieved in this short time. Unless... all of this was bestowed upon her by the human master she recognized!

Celine Sands raised her head, coldly watching the fleeing traitor, her ever-burning golden eyes gradually igniting with a blazing white light.

Celine Sands spread her wings fully, kept her upper body upright, and then slowly opened her huge mouth.

The crimson lightning around her gradually transformed into pure light and flames, and terrifying destructive power accumulated in her mouth.

Senessanks realized the danger and desperately gathered all his dragon lightning in an attempt to counterattack.

But the brilliance Celine Sanders spoke of had already been fully accumulating.

"Be annihilated in the light—!"

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

The darkness recedes, and the light distorts.

It was as if the entire space was being gripped and collapsed by some indescribable force, ultimately converging at a single point.

That was the beginning of destruction.

hum-

A beam of pure white light suddenly ripped through the silence, like a divine spear of judgment or a beam of destruction.

The blazing sunlight pierced through the ground, instantly evaporating the clouds and air in its path.

Senessanx's defenses were pierced as thin as paper, flames pierced through his body, and the aftershocks melted the sky into a bottomless, fiery red abyss.

Everything the beam touched was instantly annihilated.

rock?

—It can only be reduced to dust.

flesh?
— It vaporizes at high temperatures.

life?

—Before they could even scream, they were reduced to ashes.

The destruction caused by these flames was not an explosion or burning, but a complete annihilation.

Just like erasing pen marks from paper with an eraser, leaving no trace or residue.

That was the judgment of the sun; there would be no more struggle beneath its blazing flames.

When the beam of light dissipated, all that remained was the lingering smell of burning ozone in the air, and... deathly silence.

This is the embodiment of destruction, the execution of judgment.

Celine Sands folded her dragon wings, landed on her forelimbs, and coldly glanced at the spot where the traitor had been standing.

The remaining sunlight faded from her scales, signaling the end of the battle to purge the traitors.

Furthax witnessed the fall of his kin who had fallen into treachery, and felt deeply moved.

I was worried that it might be too late...

When they arrived on the battlefield, they found that the situation was completely one-sided.

The enemy she had been unable to defeat for countless years was now easily eliminated, leaving her unsure of how to feel.

Regardless, the great revenge of the past has been taken, and these traitors have been completely wiped out, which makes her feel extremely happy.

Now, only the 'Mad Dragon' Baylor remains atop the spiky mountain.

Celine Sanders was finally free to deal with the traitor.

Having avenged her great grudge, Celine Sanx let out a long breath and turned to look at Frou Sanx, who was waiting to the side.

Re-transformed into human form, Celine Sanks walked up to Frou Sanks and said with a light laugh:

"Lady Freysanks, it's been a long time..."

"Even from Gu Long's perspective, this is a very long time."

Knowing that Bai Shi had never met Furou Sanks before, it was naturally her turn to break the awkwardness and introduce them.

Looking at Celine Sanders, Freya Sanders responded with a smile as well.

However, her smile appeared somewhat forced and awkward.

"yes……"

"Many things have happened to you over the years."

Through Celine Sanders' figure, Bai Shi's image always floated into her mind, lingering there.

The master behind Celine Sands is someone who has completely surpassed Furou Sands' experience and is even beyond her imagination.

As an ancient dragon who was originally a close servant of the Dragon King, Furthax should have disregarded any distinction between the noble and the lowly, as this was the proper way to uphold the Dragon King's dignity.

But how could she possibly ignore someone with such power?

Celine Sanders seemed to have seen through Frou Sanders' thoughts and smiled slightly.

The other party's worries and concerns were insignificant to her, because she knew how great and loving her master was.

Celine Thornx turned directly to Bai Shi and introduced him:
"Master, this is Freyassanks."

"To truly become human, to understand the warriors' desires, and to guide them to the path of the Dragon's Feast."

Bai Shi nodded, approached Furousanks under his awe-inspiring gaze, and said approvingly:
"I had already heard of your existence before."

"No matter where they are, loyal and dedicated people deserve our respect."

The light in Bai Shi's eyes gradually brightened, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.

Looking at Furyusanx, Bai Shi gently asked:
"Regarding Baylor—may I go and see him in person?"

"Hopefully this won't ruin your challenge plan."
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Amidst the skeletons and the paved dwelling, Baylor rested with his eyes closed, like a silent, burning lava.

On this mountaintop, one can see skeletons of various shapes everywhere, their congealed dragon blood long since dried into purplish-black crystals.

Incongruous with this furious tyrant were the large, vibrant red flowers blooming beneath him.

The flowers bloomed profusely and freely on the mountaintop, creating a sea of ​​flowers that was both romantic and beautiful.

At this moment, the prince rested briefly amidst the sea of ​​flowers, and even his violent and furious aura seemed to have diminished considerably.

But only the Dragon Warriors know what that alien flower, flowing with hot blood, represents.

That's the Dragonfire Flower. It's said that this flower blooms in the heart of a corpse when a warrior has performed countless Dragon Sacrifices.

Each person has only one flower.

countless times……

The greedy and foolish descendants of dragons and the arrogant dragon warriors tried countless times to challenge his authority while he was still recovering from his serious injuries.

But every time, the outcome was the same.

Baylor always brutally tore them apart with his mutilated body to defend his dominant status and hegemony.

However, the enemy they encountered this time was somewhat unusual.

"Fear it, Beelzebub!!"

As that familiar roar reached his ears, Baylor slowly opened his eyes.

Egon's figure came into view first; the injuries he had sustained in the past had been healed.

However, Baylor didn't care at all, and didn't mind that he came to his door several times.

This reckless Dragon Warrior is somewhat special, but to the Tyrant, he's nothing more than that.

Beller's gaze swept over the many creatures behind Egon, but eventually landed on Bai Shi.

From that face with its faint smile, Baylor clearly sensed a nonchalant disdain.

And so, a raging fire of anger rose again, burning Baylor's heart and blood to a fever pitch.

(End of this chapter)