Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 121 You're the odd one out, aren't you?

Lu Mingfei stood with his head tilted back, before the enormous white dragon that resembled a mountain. A profound sense of insignificance, stemming from the very nature of life, deeply shocked him, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Its massive body lay before us, a hundred meters long, like a forgotten ancient mountain range, slumbering on this land polluted by crimson decay. Its back bulged, resembling a series of gray-white hills covered with layers of pale scales.

He slowly removed the gauntlet from his right hand, and with an almost reverent sense of awe, covered his palm with the scales.

It felt cool, hard, and heavy to the touch, carrying an ancient, life-like quality. Without a doubt, this was a dragon.

The old knight had taught that ancient dragons are the embodiment of rock and possess eternal life. Wyverns, on the other hand, are made of flesh and blood and possess unique breath, scales, and hearts.

However, the majestic creature before them was mired in a crimson swamp of decay.

Its four massive claws, strong enough to support a mountain-like body, were now prostrate, as if connected to the earth. Filthy, crimson, putrid mycelia, like flesh and blood, entwined the dragon claws, corroded the gaps in its scales, and devoured the last breath of this ancient behemoth.

"How about that, scary enough?"

Natsuki Subaru stood behind him, breaking the deathly silence. A strange, spiraling greatsword slung over his shoulder as he spoke casually:

"When I first saw him, I was terrified! I thought he was some kind of legendary monster, but he couldn't even move!"

Lu Mingfei did not respond immediately. He forcibly suppressed the pounding in his heart, took a deep breath, and slowly extended his senses like invisible tentacles, trying to explore the spiritual origin of this ancient being.

Unsurprisingly, it was blocked by a powerful force. But the escaping aura still told Lu Mingfei that it was a flying dragon.

"This thing is definitely a wyvern, but how come it's so big? And..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the massive body:
"...How exactly do you kill this thing?"

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei swung the Storm Knight Greatsword in his hand, gathered his power, and tentatively slashed at the white body.

clang--

A piercing clang of metal striking metal.

Although the scales are tough, they are not insurmountable.

However, when the sword attempted to penetrate the flesh beneath the scales, it felt as if it were stuck in a dense gel. A tremendous resistance gripped the blade, and no matter how hard Lu Mingfei tried, he couldn't penetrate even an inch further!

Lu Mingfei felt a chill run down his spine.

Judging from its imposing size and powerful aura, this was undoubtedly an ancient being that had reached near the pinnacle of the dragon race.

Natsuki Subaru scratched his head, glanced at Lu Mingfei with dead fish eyes, then looked at the pale dragon body in front of him, which resembled a city wall, and said with a hint of disdain:

"Hey, Lu Jun, do you really have to go after this big guy?"

He dragged the spiraling greatsword of the hunting gods, and touched the fleshy, crimson, decaying fungal carpet with the tip of the blade:

"Even if it's stuck here like a potted plant, do you think we're capable of chopping down a mountain?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei finally pulled the Storm Greatsword out of the dragon scales. He knew very well that Subaru was absolutely right. He wasn't the kind of madman whose will was consumed by the desire for the dragon's heart; rationally speaking, the two of them, being novices, had no chance of shaking such an existence.

"Damn it. You're right."

Lu Mingfei shook his wrist dejectedly:
"In a game, this thing's health bar would be ridiculously thick, it's not like a can we're going to pry it open right now. Trying to bite into it would be just plain stupid." "So you brought me here just so I could look at this thing, feel a little envious, and then find out I can't even bring myself to eat it?"

Natsuki Subaru rolled his eyes:

"Brother, are you serious, Dragon Warrior? Why are you talking like Kaneki? I brought you here, not to kill this white dragon. I wanted you to..."

He pointed into the distance—over there, one could faintly hear wild roars.

"I wanted you to go and hunt down those little flying dragons over there!"

"Okay, okay."

Without further hesitation, Lu Mingfei forcefully shoved the Storm Greatsword back into its sheath on his back with a clang.

"Speaking of which, what's it called?"

Subaru scratched his head:
"Serolina said this is the tomb of Guiorlong. So she should be called Guiorlong."

"Guier"

Lu Mingfei repeated softly.
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"boom!"

As Lu Mingfei drew his greatsword, the struggling black giant finally lost all its strength, its mountain-like body slowly collapsing to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Crimson dragon blood gushed out like a fountain from the lacerated wound on his neck, splashing out and scalding him with the hot, sticky liquid.

Not far behind him, Natsuki Subaru's eyes nearly popped out of his head, his mouth agape, forgetting even to make a sarcastic remark.

"No, you really are a professional dragon slayer?"

He barely got involved in the little dragon's hunt just now.

The entire process of seduction, wing removal, pedicure, bloodletting, and decapitation was carried out by Lu Mingfei alone, flowing smoothly and seamlessly.

Although his movements weren't particularly skillful or refined, he was still quite adept at slaying dragons.

In his memory, Lu Mingfei wasn't this strong when they fought the Corruption Avatar together. He was quite listless after the fight. It was the same when they went out to fight in raids before. He was always the first one to shout for retreat. How come he was like a different person when facing the dragon?
Lu Mingfei let out a long sigh.

"If you had a master who would hold a sword to your neck every day and force you to memorize all sorts of knowledge, you would be just as proficient."

Moreover, Lu Mingfei had already put into practice the knowledge taught by the old man, and on a stronger, faster, and larger flying dragon.

The infamous dragon "Yakir," which dwelled in Lake Nymgford and whose name even derives from the lake, had long since died by Lu Mingfei's sword. What was this mere little dragon compared to that?
"If that's the case, then you're the one who's strange, aren't you?"

Lu Mingfei complained:

"You've been in Galid for so long, how come you act like you don't know how to hunt wyverns at all? Didn't you say that wyverns are practically everywhere in Galid?"

Natsuki Subaru rolled his eyes:

"I'm not a Dragon Eater, so of course I don't need to hunt dragons. No normal Faded One would want to mess with such a monster, right? It can fly, it's fast, it can breathe fire, and its armor is hard to break. If I need runes, why don't I just farm something else?"
So you're the odd one out, okay? Normal people would avoid wyverns; they're hard to kill and don't yield much reward.

(End of this chapter)