Elden Ring, but with Wind Spirit Moon Shadow

Chapter 473 The Greatsword 'Dragon Slayer'

As the destructive white light finally faded, the underground world returned to its former dim state.

At this moment, all the ancestral spirits around them held their heads in their hands, unable to recover for a long time, and even unable to maintain their standing posture.

A strong and robust ancestral spirit struggled to open its eyes from its dizziness, only to find that its once sharp eyes were now completely unable to see.

He rubbed his eyes, terrified, worried that he might go blind as a result.

For a seasoned Ancestral Spirit hunter, exceptional eyesight is fundamental to using a bow and arrow.

Fortunately, after enduring the most agonizing few seconds of my life, the image finally reappeared in my mind's eye.

But even as his vision began to return, he noticed a persistent double image flashing before his eyes.

Moreover, a strange tremor, like the buzzing of bees, constantly echoed in his mind. He could only watch his companions around him open their mouths and move, but he made no sound.

The ancestral spirit turned its head and looked at Bai Shi in the center of the battlefield, its heart filled with fear.

Such terrifying power... is it... the power of a god?!
What they didn't know was that the light had already been reduced in its effect on them under Bai Shi's control; they were only slightly dizzy.

If you were to actually face the aftershocks, even just watching them would instantly steal your gaze and erase your figure, leaving only dark shadows imprinted on the ground.

But the Ancestral Kings, who truly faced this destructive power, were not so fortunate.

In the very center of the battlefield, the body of the Ancestral King, which had just been resurrected, was now mutilated beyond recognition.

Not only were the huge antlers on one side completely obliterated, but the other side was also broken into pieces, barely emitting a hazy blue-green luster like water ripples.

Even though the body of the Ancestral King was protected by a vibrant, ghostly light, more than 70% of it was still erased.

Its fur, flesh, and bones have all completely disappeared, leaving it only able to stand on one side of its body.

Seeing this, the ancestral spirits who had recovered all fell into fear.

The ancestral king they worshipped was not even able to withstand a single blow from the opponent. Just how terrifying was this power?

How could they possibly withstand such a violent force?
However, at this moment, a verdant life force once again surged around the Ancestral King.

The souls of plants and wild beasts gradually emerged around it.

The power of life surged forth, and life gradually revived in the surrounding land, while the body of the Ancestral King began to repair itself.

As its body gradually recovered, the Ancestral Spirit King raised its head, raised its giant horns, and unconsciously charged towards Bai Shi.

This is its body's first instinctive counterattack when facing a challenger.

During the charge, as life gradually returned, the consciousness of the Ancestral King finally returned to his body.

What just... happened?
It only remembered a flash of white light, and then had no further recollection.

If one had to put it into words, the Ancestral King had already died once more, and through resurrection, life had sprouted anew on this broken body.

Dying so quickly was an experience never before encountered by a being like the Ancestral King, even causing fragments of its consciousness to appear.

Only after charging right up to Bai Shi did the Ancestral Spirit King finally come to his senses from the chaos and recall what had just happened.

Upon seeing Bai Shi's figure clearly, the Ancestral Spirit King's heart trembled, and he immediately took a few steps and leaped into the air.

The destructive white light burned in his memory, and the emptiness of death instantly swallowed his fighting spirit like an abyss.

It instinctively feared the existence before it—the power of white consciousness surpassed the laws of nature, and even its understanding of 'death' over millions of years.

How could such an enemy possibly be defeated?

The resurrected giant horn trembled slightly, not from pain, but from a shudder deep within its soul.

The Ancestral King no longer wanted to fight.

Although it is not afraid of death, it does not necessarily need to die twice more.

If he could avoid death, the Ancestral King would not want to die.

Only the most instinctive, primal, and intense survival instinct of living beings can lead them down this path that springs from death.

As the Ancestral King strode through the air, he pondered whether there was any chance to end this.

He was about to accept the opponent's challenge when he was instantly defeated.

Now, it is the challenger.

An existence capable of instantly killing it is something it cannot face.

But at this moment, whether or not it can stop is no longer just a matter for the Ancestral King.

Bai Shi watched as the Ancestral Spirit King recovered from its injuries and charged towards him again, assuming it was simply filled with surging fighting spirit.

"Oh? Instead of running away, you're actively approaching me?"

"Haha, what an amazingly beautiful existence!"

"Although I knew that attack just now wouldn't kill you, I didn't expect that after taking such a blow, you would still be full of fighting spirit?"

"I acknowledge that you are the undisputed king of nature."

Hearing Bai Shi's words, the Ancestral Spirit King had no choice but to continue his charge.

The gaze of the ancestral spirits pierced its back like thorns, and those who had once followed and believed in it were now kneeling in fear.

If it were to stop at this moment, how could it still have the face to be called the King of Ancestral Spirits?

If he had just stayed put and waited to recover, the challenge would have ended there. But his body rushed out first.

At this point, the Ancestral King could only hope for a dignified defeat so that its next charge wouldn't be so embarrassing.

The Ancestral King ran continuously through the air, as if an invisible path was supporting him beneath his feet.

As it ran, specks of light appeared around it, transforming into a mist of soul energy that splashed and attacked Bai Shi as it leaped.

As the mist falls to the ground, the ghostly spirits of wild beasts are released onto the earth.
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Melina, who was watching from the sidelines, saw this move and turned to look at Torret, casually stroking its fur.

Since Torret can leap through the air like the Ancestral King, could he also unleash such an attack?
I don't think I've ever seen Torret use a move like this before...

Torret shook his head. Perhaps there was some slight connection between them, but they were even different species. How could it use its skills?
Seeing Torret's state, Melina knew she couldn't expect it to suddenly develop any special skills, so she turned her attention back to the battlefield.
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Faced with the overwhelming spray of soul mist, Bai Shi made a fist with his right hand in front of him, and then suddenly swung his arm.

A fierce wind arose, completely dispelling the soul mist, and a heavy aura appeared on the battlefield.

When the Ancestral Spirit King looked closely, he saw a heavy, black sword already in Bai Shi's hand.

It was devoid of any luster, a pure black iron that seemed to draw in even the eye, massive and rugged.

It is simply a huge 'iron block' cast from an ancient iron meteorite.

Although extremely simple, its power at this moment is no weaker than that of another greatsword made of ancient iron meteorite.

Gripping the greatsword in his hand, which had the same shape as the weapon he used to call 'greatsword', Bai Shi smiled as he faced the Ancestral Spirit King.

In the battle with Beile, the 'great sword' forged from ordinary iron was finally shattered in a fight far exceeding its strength.

However, Bai Shi believed that it should not stop there.

Because of its original rough material and the fact that it had not been reinforced to its full potential, the greatsword was damaged. However, it was also because of this last-ditch strength that it was vulnerable, and as it was destroyed, it was also corrupted by the power of the Baylor.

As a broken sword that was once imbued with the power of dragon blood, it was also imbued with a trace of extraordinary power.

Thus, the broken weapon was given a second life after being reforged with the ancient iron meteorite.

Thanks to its almost non-designed shape, the time required to forge it is negligible.

Thus, a greatsword that was far heavier, thicker, and wilder than before was born.

Bai Shi renamed the reborn giant sword 'Dragon Slayer'.

Upon seeing Bai Shi take out his weapon, the Ancestral Spirit King became even more cautious and immediately swooped down from the sky, his giant horn crashing down heavily.

Bai Shi wielded the 'Dragon Slayer' with one hand, and the heavy greatsword was as nimble as a dagger in his hands.

Blocking the Ancestral King's charge, the iron-like sword blade held firmly against the giant horns like a shield, completely halting the momentum of the charge.

One after another, wild beasts and ghosts emerged from the mist of souls and lunged forward, trying to break through Bai Shi's stance.

The Ancestral King's charge was blocked, and immediately spiritual power burst forth from its horn, attracting a constant barrage of malevolent energy.

From its mouth, the mist of souls spewed out once more, rising like flames beneath Bai Shi's feet.

Taking advantage of this attack, the Ancestral King immediately retreated to create distance, not daring to get close to the heavy 'Dragon Slayer'.

After their initial contact, the Ancestral King already knew the power residing within that heavy weapon.

In the past, Bai Shi had wielded that weapon and slain a ferocious and powerful beast far more vicious and powerful than itself.

Faced with the attack, Bai Shi no longer needed to block the giant horn of the Ancestral Spirit King. He casually swung 'Dragon Slayer', and the ghostly souls of the beasts immediately exploded.

Bai Shi casually stuck the 'Dragon Slayer' under his feet, then twisted the hilt hard.

As magic was infused, the peaceful land beneath Bai Shi's feet suddenly surged with violent magma, engulfing the rising water vapor.

Raging patterns gradually spread across the dark sword blade, like blood vessels spreading across its surface, with a blood-red hue resembling molten lava flowing within.

A raging aura, carrying the silent roar of antiquity, returned, instantly obliterating the malevolent energy swirling in the air.

Even the slightest remnant of the tyrant's oppressive aura is not something the malice of weak souls can directly confront.

The starlight throughout the underground began to distort. Faced with a rage far exceeding what life could withstand, the ancestral spirits prostrated themselves in panic, following the call of their survival instincts.

When Bai Shi pulled the 'Dragon Slayer' out again, the giant sword had come to life completely. Its anger transformed into lightning flames that wrapped around the blade, making impatient crackling sounds.

Bai Shi felt the surging power within and gripped the sword hilt tightly as he charged towards the Ancestral Spirit King.

There is no special power; it is simply extreme violence with an added element of brutality.

Bai Shi's figure instantly appeared beside the Ancestral Spirit King, raising the giant sword 'Dragon Slayer' high above his head and slashing down heavily.

Rather than a sword cleaving down, it was more like a heavy mountain pressing down fiercely, tearing apart the air and light.

The Ancestral King reacted quickly, immediately turning the giant horn in the direction from which Bai Shi was attacking.

The blue-green life force condensed into water waves that could slow everything down; anything caught in them would be as sluggish as if submerged in a swamp.

The light of the lightning flashed by in an instant, and the fragile barrier was torn apart by an unstoppable force, without being affected in the slightest.

How could the rage that even the Dragon King's majesty could not withstand be stopped?

The 'Dragon Slayer' descended, its immense mass striking directly at the body of the Ancestral Spirit King.

As it gradually touched its body, one of its forelimbs exploded into a bloody mist, which was then evaporated by the lightning flames.

The Ancestral King's azure pupils suddenly contracted.

It raised its head and roared, actively disintegrating the shattered part of its body, and the burst of life energy turned into a poisonous mist that devoured life.

The fog corroded the space where the battle was taking place, slowing down Bai Shi's movements.

Bai Shi felt his life force slowly draining away, being swept into the mist, and then returning to the body of the Ancestral Spirit King.

Nodding, Bai Shi had already understood the way the Ancestral Spirit King fought.

Relying on its immense life force and the ability to resurrect itself from death, the Ancestral King was indeed not afraid of most creatures on the borderlands.

By constantly weakening the opponent and recovering itself, it has become virtually invincible in the long tug-of-war.

Even against powerful opponents capable of killing it, it can repeatedly rise from the dead.

However, although this fighting style is quite unique and cleverly plays to its strengths while avoiding its weaknesses...

However, when it comes to actual combat power, the Ancestral King, who was busy researching survival, really didn't have much of an advantage.

Bai Shi, dragging the 'Dragon Slayer', appeared before the Ancestral Spirit King in an instant, his figure as elusive as a ghost, and thrust upwards with a powerful stab.

No matter what methods the Ancestral King used, he could not avoid this heavy sword strike.

The giant sword pierced through the massive body of the Ancestral Spirit King, and blood mist dissipated from it.

But Bai Shi did not stop. His sword blade flew rapidly across the massive body, slicing erratically with unparalleled madness.

The Ancestral King's form shattered once more, yet he rose again.

This time, the Ancestral King finally had a chance and directly lowered his head to show his submission.

First, he was resurrected at the speed of light, and then he witnessed the power of Bai Shi. The Ancestral Spirit King had long since completely submitted.

It could only be thankful that Bai Shi had deliberately slowed down his attack this time, taking out his weapon to launch attacks one move at a time.

When it witnessed the sun's destructive rays, it had already realized just how terrifying the gap was.

If Bai Shi were to unleash its initial fiery light once more, it would refuse to fight again.

Their philosophy is survival of the fittest; in nature, only the strong are respected.

Seeing that the Ancestral Spirit King had submitted, Bai Shi nodded and put away the 'Dragon Slayer'.

Approaching the Ancestral Spirit King, whose head was bowed, Bai Shi reached out his hand and offered it life force.

"No matter how strong the enemy, we will continue our glorious tradition of challenges."

"You may have lost with honor, and I will not blame you for it; on the contrary, I will be pleased."

"Don't worry, as long as you complete my task and bring that soul back to life, I will not treat you unfairly."

The Ancestral King stood up and looked at Bai Shi's hand.

At this moment, a profound 'seed' has appeared in Bai Shi's hand.

Through the seed formed by the two birds, the Ancestral King can begin to gestate and prepare for Xia Duo to sprout.

When the time is right, the Death Ritual Bird will act as a messenger to deliver Shado's soul to the Ancestral King, thus completing her resurrection.

Having understood Bai Shi's request, the Ancestral Spirit King stretched out his giant horns forward, allowing the seed to float between them and be nourished by his own power.

(End of this chapter)