Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 208 Battle Festival - The Curtain Falls
Lu Mingfei lowered his head, his hands gripping a weapon with an exaggerated shape, as if it were forged from the bones of a sword, rugged and ferocious.

He poured his surging magic into it, making a vow to the soul within the sword in the name of revenge and protection.

Jian also responded.

In an instant, the cries, lamentations, and rage of countless vengeful spirits surged forth from the sword, flowing down his arm and into his heart, filling his entire soul.

A violent crackling sound emanated from his body, and his bulging muscles swelled up again.

Not only his strength, but his perception became clearer than ever before, his body felt like it was burning with fire, and even his thoughts were running as fast as lightning.

Intelligence, perception, faith... all abilities are elevated under this oath.

The vow of revenge has been fulfilled.

[A combat skill that grants a temporary boost to all stats upon swearing an oath to avenge one's clan. At the moment of swearing the oath, resilience is also increased.]

Power surged forth like a tidal wave, and the king vibrated his broken bone wings, once again calling out to the heavens.

The heavens also responded.

The real storm came as called, roaring and howling around him, lifting his body.

Amidst the biting air currents, flashes of lightning and incessant rumbling could be seen.

He could stand on the wind and soar through the sky without relying on wings.

The demon god roared to the heavens, a roar that shook the entire desert, and suddenly crossed his arms in front of him. Several dark purple meteorites emerged from behind him, swirling with ominous magical power.
Immediately, Ratahn burst forth as if freed from his shackles, shooting out like a malevolent star tearing through the sky, hurtling toward the challenger at devastating speed!

boom! ——
"Young people these days are truly remarkable..."

Terragus struggled to prop himself up, gazing at the fierce battle in the distance, and realized he was completely unable to intervene. He couldn't help but sigh softly:
"And they even said 'If it gets out of control, they'll chop off my head'... They didn't even ask if this old veteran could still be chopped off..."

On the other side, Jellian shakily straightened his signature pointed hat and removed the cracked iron mask of an old man. His legs were twisted at an unnatural angle, clearly broken.

He dragged his wounded body slowly to Terrags' side, rubbed his eyes, and stared incredulously at the center of the battlefield:
"That sword... how could it be so similar to the 'Sword Remains Greatsword' hidden in Moen City?"

“Moen City was destroyed long ago by the hybrid rebellion,” Blaze approached, leaning on his frost-covered royal greatsword, his voice low. “Even the ‘Moen Lamentation Tomb’ fell. I heard that a passing hero later slew the leader of the rebellion…”

The werewolf's gaze fell upon the dragon's shadow in the storm, and he slowly said:

"It seems that this is him."

Trag gazed at the summit of the hill and suddenly asked:
"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but why do I feel that General Ratahn's strength is constantly increasing?"

Jeremy shook his head and sighed:

"Lord Rataen has always been the type to fight harder the more he is wounded, the higher his fighting spirit becomes. Even when he loses his mind, this is still the case."

Looking at the towering red-haired lion, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Red Lion City has tried to challenge him before, but each time they have failed, and there are reasons for that."
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The shadows of the demon god and the dragon clashed repeatedly in the sky. The Shattered Star Greatsword and the Skull Greatsword, two unparalleled weapons, collided time and again, and the scattered impacts stirred up huge waves in the sand sea.

Ratahn's attacks grew increasingly ferocious, his body enveloped in gravity magic, and meteors accompanied by flashes of light fell, continuously crashing into his opponent.

Lu Mingfei used the storm as wings and dragon scales as armor. He wielded the Sword Skeleton Greatsword, stirring up waves of vengeful spirits and unleashing storm blades. He fought the strongest demigod to a standstill!

The red-haired lion suddenly swung his sword wildly, slamming it into the ground repeatedly, forcing Lu Mingfei to retreat repeatedly. On the fourth strike, a deep purple aura suddenly condensed on his sword, which he then swept out horizontally!

A colossal, gravitationally powerful wave crashed down upon us!

Lu Mingfei was in the center of the giant wave, with nowhere to avoid it or hide. Facing the terrifying purple light, he actually flapped his bone wings and bravely met it head-on, the Dragon Offering Mark on his palm emitting a scorching red light!

The next moment, a hideous and illusory dragon head roared out from the red light and fiercely bit into Ratahn's left shoulder!

Almost simultaneously, a terrifying gravitational wave struck Lu Mingfei, instantly causing his bones to crack and blood to splatter.

He withstood a demigod's attack with his own flesh and blood, and returned the blow with a blood-stained bite, using the fangs of a dragon!
Both were injured and retreated, but almost at the same moment they charged at each other again!

Blood and scales splattered in the air, and gravity and dragon roars echoed across the desert.

Lu Mingfei traded injuries for injuries, and blood for blood.
The resentment of a nation and the power of the dragon's feast intertwined on the greatsword, its black and red colors flashing continuously.

Ratan slashed away Lu Mingfei's fierce attack, but his other giant blade did not follow through and slash down. Instead, it hovered in mid-air until a perfect moment when the blade suddenly disappeared and then slammed down heavily on Lu Mingfei's side with the force of a mountain collapsing!
The dragon scales shattered instantly, and blood splattered wildly. This strike had almost severed him in two at the waist!

Lu Mingfei coughed up blood, but suddenly spun around, his greatsword dragging a storm as it slashed fiercely at Rataen's left shoulder, where the dragon's head had previously torn it apart!
The demigod let out a painful groan as his shoulder armor shattered completely, revealing the mangled flesh and bone beneath. The two staggered apart once more.

Heavy breathing filled the air; General Rataen of Shattered Stars finally showed signs of exhaustion.

Lu Mingfei was slightly taken aback.

So... you can get tired too?

In that case, you are not invincible.

however……

He lowered his head, his ferocious dragon claws pressing hard against the horrific wound on his waist, but blood continued to gush out from between his fingers like a spring.

However... I am nearing my limit.

"Hey, kid!"

A hoarse shout came through the wind, followed by an object being thrown at him with a whistling sound.

"Catch it!"

Lu Mingfei instinctively reached out and caught it. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was a red Dettol chalice. The blessing in the bottle was almost gone, barely covering the bottom, yet it shimmered faintly.

He turned his head sharply and saw Ryannil, the silent and fearless man, looking at him.

"After you're done," came the other person's voice, "remember to pay me back."

Lu Mingfei grinned, revealing teeth stained crimson with blood.

He tilted his head back and drank down the last drop of grace in the bottle!

A gentle yet powerful restorative force instantly surged throughout his body. A tingling sensation spread through the wound on his waist, the bleeding stopped, granulation tissue began to grow, and his nearly depleted strength returned.

Lu Mingfei roared, dragging his battered body, and raised the greatsword of vengeance, which was wrapped in sorrow and anger, high in both hands, and launched a final charge towards the exhausted demigod!

As he charged forward, the dark red sky behind Ratahn suddenly changed dramatically.

Countless dark purple meteorites materialized out of thin air, densely packed and suspended in mid-air, like a judgment before the apocalypse.

"He can actually... summon meteorites?"

In the distance, Teragos fell silent.

All the heroes who witnessed this scene were deeply shocked. No one could have imagined that this dying demigod could still unleash such devastating power.

But Lu Mingfei's momentum was unstoppable and would never stop!

All that remained in his eyes was that towering figure.

All power, all will, reside in this sword!
Pfft——!
With a muffled thud, the jagged blade of the Greatsword ruthlessly pierced Rataen's throat!

Time stood still.

The countless purple meteorites suspended in the sky lost their traction, their light suddenly dimmed, and then quietly disappeared, as if they had never appeared at all.

Ratan's massive body stiffened abruptly. He staggered, and the rock on the twin-handled greatsword in his hand crumbled away, revealing the dark, primordial blade beneath. It then fell limply, embedding itself deeply into the sand on either side of his body.

The raging red light in his eyes quickly faded and disappeared like a candle flickering in the wind, leaving only emptiness and calm.

This strongest demigod, who once brought the stars to a standstill and traversed the crossroads of the world, suddenly knelt down.

At the same time, Leonard, the emaciated and short warhorse beneath him that should no longer exist, let out a weak and long mournful cry, as if finally freed. Its four hooves buckled, and it collapsed to its side beside its master, its breath ceasing completely.

It should have long since faded away with its past glory, but Rataen has forcibly kept it alive until now thanks to his immense power.

General Ratahn, the Shattered Star, has now reached the end of his glorious reign.

The desert returned to silence, with only the mournful sound of the wind.

(End of this chapter)