Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 139 Tactics! (Monthly Ticket Bounty Offered)

After Lu Mingfei came down from the tower, he realized a very crucial problem.

He forgot to ask for directions.

As one of the major cities in Ningmgford, Moen City's roads are not just winding, they are intricate and complex.

God knows where that damned Morne's grave is!

Fortunately, on his way to find Edgar, Lu Mingfei had practically turned the entire city of Moen upside down, and he had also killed most of the troublemakers outside.

Lu Mingfei wandered around the city wall a few times and finally saw a square on the beach not far away that looked like the "Moen Lament Tomb".

If this place is the most sacred place in Moen City, then it seems quite reasonable to be there.

Lu Mingfei found the ladder to go down without much effort, casually chopped down two rats that were trying to sneak up on him in the dark, put the whip from the corpse into his pocket, and then walked out.

Turn left after exiting the gate and you'll find a blessing shop.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief.

Despite his boastful words to Lord Moen, Lu Mingfei had completely exhausted his supplies along the way. Sending him to find lion hybrids like this would be suicidal.

He filled all three bottles he carried with him in the golden light of blessing, then stood still, slowly recovering his strength with the power of this grace, and his wounds began to heal.

Before long, his injuries were fully healed.

"call"

Lu Mingfei slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and began to prepare the supplies.

The red and blue Dettol Chalice Bottle, the Elixir Chalice Bottle, two Lost Knight Greatswords, a spare dagger, and most importantly, the Soul Bell!
Ever since Ingwell, who had been tethered by Rodrika, was able to respond to Lu Mingfei's summons, he had thoroughly tasted the sweetness of the ashes.

It's not that Lu Mingfei doesn't want to work hard, but...
Lord Ingwell is absolutely amazing!
The powerful storm, the incredibly skillful storm attack, the resilience weakening that far surpassed his own—sometimes Lu Mingfei even wondered if the old man had been holding back when he taught him. How could there be such a big difference between people?
Therefore, Lu Mingfei had full confidence in this punitive expedition.

With his health and mana fully restored, his equipment complete, and his trump card, Ingwell, he felt he could take on an ancient dragon one-on-one!
"set off!"

He gave a low shout to encourage himself, then turned around and jumped down from the city wall with practiced ease. His boots hit the seawater, and the soft sand absorbed the force of his fall.

The shattered weapons, broken armor fragments, and corpses, whitened by the seawater, scattered on the shallows indicated that a fierce battle had taken place there.

Lu Mingfei stepped over the fragments and slowly walked into the huge stone gate leading to the Moen Lamentation Tomb Square.

What comes into view is a large, semi-open plaza surrounding a huge tombstone.

This place should have been the most sacred and solemn spot in Moen City, a resting place for the heroic souls of past generations, and a place for posterity to pay homage and mourn. But now, it has become a den of desecration and an altar of violence.

In the very center of the square, a huge red figure stood there.

Its body was almost twice the height of Lu Mingfei, with bulging muscles like rocks, exuding a terrifying sense of power.

Unlike other hybrids, it has no scales, no horns, no feathers or wings, only dense fur covering its entire body. Its head is that of a lion, with a crimson mane that looks like it's burning with flames covering its neck and shoulders, extending all the way to its upper arms.

On that lion-like face, ferocious fangs were exposed, and vertical pupils gleamed with a fierce yet intelligent light in the shadows.

What is most striking is the weapon it is tightly gripping in its hand.

A two-handed greatsword with an extremely exaggerated design, seemingly pieced together from the remains of countless swords.

Lu Mingfei's gaze was instantly drawn to the greatsword.

"Sword Skeleton Greatsword"

He whispered his name, his heart racing uncontrollably.

He had heard of it in the Round Table Hall; it was a legendary weapon, standing at the highest point of all weapons, and its power was so great that it could create a hero.

He could "feel" the sword.

It is like a living abyss filled with countless resentments and obsessions, filled with anger, sorrow, and revenge.
Even though he was still at the door, and the greatsword was still some distance away from him, Lu Mingfei could clearly feel the immense spirituality and energy carried by the sword, which was terrifying.

Lu Mingfei knew clearly that special weapons like this, unlike his Lost Knight's Greatsword, did not inherently possess powerful energy that could be activated to form combat techniques.

For example, Subaru's Greatsword for Hunting Gods, Kaneki's Erinora Double-Headed Blade, and the "Reverse Thrust" confiscated from Nelius.
Just then, the lion hybrid finally noticed him.

It slowly turned around.

"Roar--"

The red-haired beast roared to the sky, then raised the greatsword in its hand, infused it with magic, and awakened the "dead souls" attached to the sword.

A terrifying aura, imbued with complex resentment, surged from the sword. Its pitch-black color poured into the lion hybrid's body, causing its muscles to swell and its skin to harden. This powerful force strengthened it from top to bottom, making its strength appear to have at least doubled.

A vow of revenge.

A combat technique that grants a temporary boost to all abilities after swearing an oath to avenge one's clan by wielding a greatsword.

At this moment, its power is fully revealed.

Lu Mingfei swallowed hard.

Not only are they lion hybrids skilled in combat techniques, but they also wield legendary weapons.

He couldn't even imagine how difficult this thing would be to fight.

They'd have to die at least three or four times.

However, things are different now; he no longer needs to work hard on Xiaolu.

"Jingle Bell."

Without hesitation, Lu Mingfei rang the bell in his hand, and as the magic dissipated, a majestic figure appeared beside him.

The old knight Ingwell stood silently, holding the halberd of the Lost Knight, surveying the battlefield.

Looking at Ingwell's solid and reliable back, Lu Mingfei felt much more at ease.

He instinctively shrank his neck and took a small step behind Ingwell.

"Senior Uncle! It's up to you now!"

Lu Mingfei lowered his voice, his mind racing with calculations, his tone carrying a hint of smugness:
"That guy just gave himself a buff, he looks dangerous. Why don't you go up and give me some support?"

however.

Lu Mingfei hadn't finished speaking, and hadn't even completely hidden himself behind Ingwell's tall spirit form—

Bang!
A powerful gust of wind, carrying the force of a storm, swept in!
Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a tremendous force coming from his buttocks!

The feeling was like being kicked hard by a charging Toretto!

"Ow—!"

Lu Mingfei was completely caught off guard by this turn of events and let out a short, strange cry.

He was sent flying like a catapult projectile, his posture extremely awkward, and he almost dropped his two swords.

He flew in a direction that was perfectly aligned with the lion hybrid in the center of the plaza, which had just completed the "Vow of Revenge" enhancement.

Lu Mingfei scrambled to his feet, looked up, and met those scarlet eyes.

"Roar--"

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