Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 106 Bloodfinger Hunter Yura
The newcomer didn't even glance at Lu Mingfei; his sharp, hawk-like gaze instantly locked onto Blood Finger, who was trying to escape in the river.

“Found you, ‘Bloodfinger’ Nelius.”

His voice was calm, yet filled with murderous intent.

Bloodfinger froze, slowly turning around. His crimson eyes, hidden beneath his hood, fixed on the iron-hatted ronin on the boulder, and he said coldly:

"You?!... Damn hunter... You're a persistent ghost..."

Before he finished speaking, the Iron-Capped Ronin's figure shot towards Bloodfinger like an arrow released from a bow, his long, narrow knife aimed fiercely at Bloodfinger's throat.

"Let's put an end to this, along with your cursed blood!"

Faced with the Iron-Capped Ronin's lightning-fast thrust, Bloodfinger Nelius advanced instead of retreating! His blood-stained crimson dagger slashed upwards at an extremely tricky angle, forcing the Ronin to change his move and parry.

clang--

The katana and the dagger clashed.

"Humph!"

The ronin snorted coldly and swung his long sword once more.

clang! Clang!

The Iron-Capped Ronin's katana attacked swiftly like a storm, pinning Bloodfinger Nelius firmly to the corner of the river, the crimson cursed blood of the dagger unable to penetrate the blade's gleam.

However, the ronin's attacks were also extremely cautious, clearly showing a deep fear of being tainted by cursed blood, which made his killing moves always miss by a hair's breadth.

For a time, neither of them could gain the upper hand.

Despite the excruciating pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart and the dizzying sensation before his eyes, Lu Mingfei turned his gaze to the two people fighting fiercely in the river.

Without time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging blood and dizziness. His golden eyes burst forth with intense light, as if molten lava flowed within them.

His free left hand moved with incredible speed in front of him, and an ancient and majestic blood-red dragon-shaped mark instantly lit up.

"Get out of the way!"

Lu Mingfei shouted loudly.

Iron-Capped Ronin keenly sensed the chilling dragon's might behind him, but his vicious attacks did not falter in the slightest. Instead, as if by telepathy, the blade's light became even faster, completely sealing off all his space to dodge!

For the first time, Bloodfinger Nelius's crimson pupils revealed genuine horror. He desperately tried to retreat and use the river to escape, but the Ronin's suddenly surging, impenetrable swordsmanship blocked all his escape routes!
There's no way to retreat! There's no way to avoid it!
Roar--

The enormous, dark red dragon head phantom roared, accompanied by a roar that seemed to come from ancient times, and suddenly condensed into a form in mid-air above Bloodfinger Nelius's head!
puff-

The ferocious dragon fangs pierced through Bloodfinger's magnificent black robe embroidered with gold without any suspense. The dragon head bit and tore fiercely, as if it wanted to chew the body to pieces!
Bloodfinger Nelius let out a dying scream, a high-pitched and shrill sound, which was then drowned out by the roar of the dragon's head.

Iron-hatted Ronin retreated several meters quickly, landing steadily on a shallow beach a short distance away.

He raised the brim of his iron hat, looking at the dragon head tearing at the bloody finger, then at Lu Mingfei behind it, with a mixture of complex emotions and nostalgia.

Bloodfinger's body was slammed into the rock wall behind him like a rag doll, and then fell silent with a muffled thud.

Lu Mingfei stood there, panting heavily. Having unleashed this all-out attack, he could barely support his heavy body with the greatsword he had planted in the mud.

He pulled the red Dettol chalice from his pocket and gulped it down.

The figure wearing the iron hat silently walked a few steps in front of him and stopped. The next moment, the hunter casually raised his arm.

A heavy gray shadow was thrown over with a whooshing sound.

Lu Mingfei swiftly scooped up the sword with his backhand, the familiar feel returning.

".Thank you."

Lu Mingfei said in a slightly hoarse voice, as he struggled to place the greatsword on the ground to support his body, and the two swords were in his hands again.

The Iron-Capped Ronin did not respond to the thanks, his molten gold dragon eyes meeting his gaze beneath the mask.

A silence filled the space between them.

"A decent dragon bite."

The man finally spoke again, his voice calm and steady:

"This kind of power... is rarely seen."

"Ah, right." Lu Mingfei responded vaguely, taking another sip from the Holy Grail bottle as he felt his strength recovering further. "It's for survival... excuse my poor attempt."

The hunter nodded slightly in agreement.
“My name is Yura, and I am a hunter who hunts Bloodfinger. They are the Faded Ones, a group of villains who are obsessed with cursed blood and attack their own kind.”

"Wandering around this land, you're bound to fight them. Listen carefully, even if you think of us as compatriots, those guys are already insane and impossible to communicate with. Don't hesitate and hold back."

Before Lu Mingfei could respond, Yura's gaze fell on the still-wet pool of blood belonging to Nelius, and she shook her head slightly.
"However, with your abilities, you should be able to fight Nelius and drive him to his escape without me having to say anything more."

"Ha, just lucky." Lu Mingfei replied dryly, then tried to move his shoulder; the injury had almost healed.

He asked with a hint of curiosity:

Have you seen a Dragon Eater before?

Yura just called out the name "Dragon Bite" very accurately. If one had not met and dealt with the Dragon Eater, one would not know the name of the Dragon Offering Prayer.

Yura paused for a moment, her eyes beneath the bamboo hat flashing with an unfathomable light. After a long silence, the deep voice spoke again:
“In the past, I traveled with the Dragon Eater and hunted a dragon together.”

"oh?!"

Lu Mingfei instantly perked up, and his body unconsciously leaned forward slightly.

He had never seen anyone of his kind other than the old knight! He was filled with an irrepressible curiosity and a desire to explore the conditions of the other dragon riders and their ways of life.

Looking at the Bloodfinger Hunter before him, whose demeanor was calm and seemingly harmless, Lu Mingfei carefully chose his words and tentatively asked:

"Senior, do you know... what are the other Dragon Eaters usually like? I mean..." He struggled to organize his thoughts, "do they have their own... rules? Gathering places? Or... some kind of inheritance?"

Yura slowly shook her head, her straw hat swaying in the breeze.

"Dragon Eaters... have no taboos. They walk on the edge of taboos, devouring the power of dragons, and are themselves corrupted by dragon blood. Most of the time, Dragon Eaters are solitary, passing on their power in the most ancient master-disciple manner."

They would only briefly assemble when the target was too powerful for one person to handle, such as a notorious dragon.

(End of this chapter)