Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 260 Hi?
"Ouch!"

Lu Mingfei stared at the deep sword marks on the boulder and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"It's almost half again as powerful."

He exhaled a long breath.

Maintaining that state for even a short time takes a toll on one's mental energy than a regular battle.

"It turns out...that's it."

Lu Mingfei looked at the sword in his hand and muttered to himself.

The power of this combat technique is undeniable, but its conditions for use and the costs involved are somewhat demanding.

It requires not only energy, but also an extreme state of mind.

If someone with a weak mind uses it frequently, they will likely be the first to break down.

"However... it's still a huge gain overall."

Lu Mingfei's lips finally curved into a slight smile, his previous gloom completely gone.

"Thanks, Melina."

He said it to himself silently.
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Lu Mingfei casually slashed down the soldier blocking his way, kicked his corpse aside, and looked ahead.

This is a fork in the road, with two roads leading to the left and right.

He frowned, his mind replaying Edgar's words.

After crossing the bridge, you'll see a fork in the road; take the one to the north.

He looked at the fork in the road and fell into deep thought.

Which way is north?

He looked up at the sky.

The sky over the border area is always shrouded in a hazy yellow or gray haze, with thick clouds making it difficult to determine direction by the sun.

The surrounding area consisted of rolling hills and dilapidated woods, with a landscape that was largely the same and offered no useful information.

"We can't just flip a coin to decide, can we?"

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, feeling a bit aggrieved.

I've never had it this difficult, not even when I was hacking my way through.

He wanted to find a high vantage point to get a better view, but there wasn't any particularly prominent terrain nearby.

After pausing for a moment, Lu Mingfei finally made his choice.

"Let's decide by throwing things away."

Helplessly, he took out a five-colored stone from the prop bag at his waist, flicked his wrist, and tossed it into the air—

Snapped.

right.

Lu Mingfei shrugged and stepped onto the path to the right.

Not far from where he walked, Lu Mingfei could see what appeared to be the ruins of a group of buildings at the edge of the road.

He scratched his head.

"Could this be the Third Church of Maryka?"

"That can't be right. It's so abandoned, it's even more dilapidated than the cliff church in Galid."

Lu Mingfei complained:

"You people from the border region are far too impious."

He gripped his sword tightly and cautiously walked towards the ruins.

The extent of the collapse here is comparable to that of the Little Dragon Church.

Looking around, Lu Mingfei saw nothing but ruins and rubble; not a single intact wall could be seen.

The area was overgrown with weeds, some of which even produced enormous flowers taller than Lu Mingfeiren.

"These flowers are growing way too ridiculously."

Lu Mingfei looked up at the enormous flower, which was almost as tall as two people.

The petals had an eerie purplish-red hue, making them stand out starkly against the ruins.

Golden stamens extend from the flower head, trembling slightly in the wind.

However, the moment he finished speaking, the giant flower trembled violently.

The next second, a white field suddenly lit up on the ground, enveloping him.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of pure white light rose from the ground and struck him like a torrential rain.

boom!
Lu Mingfei felt a burning pain that went straight from the surface of the armor into the depths of his soul.

This feeling is holy energy! "Damn! Is it a monster?!"

Lu Mingfei was both shocked and furious, and his golden eyes instantly ignited.

He was too careless. He thought it was just an ordinary plant. He never expected that even the flowers in this godforsaken place would attack him!

The giant flower struck successfully, and the flower disc adjusted its angle slightly again. The white circle on the ground lit up once more, clearly preparing for a second attack!
"It's not over, isn't it!"

Lu Mingfei was furious:
"I'll use the new combat skills I learned to prune you up!"

The moment the white light erupted again, Lu Mingfei rolled sharply to the side, the scorching beam almost grazing his shoulder armor.

As he rolled to his feet, Lu Mingfei gripped his greatsword tightly in his right hand, quickly holding it upright in front of his chest with the tip pointing towards the sky.

The next second, taking advantage of the brief pause after the flower attack, he suddenly strode forward!

He spun around, causing his greatsword to trace an arc as it slashed fiercely at the enormous flower stem!

scoff!

The sturdy flower stem was easily severed by the sharp blade, and purplish-red sap gushed out.

The enormous flower trembled violently, then drooped limply, crashed to the ground, twitched a few times, and then lay still.

The white on the ground also quietly disappeared.

Lu Mingfei cautiously poked the limp flower with the tip of his sword, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was completely dead.

He touched his chest, which still ached slightly; a clear burn mark remained on his armor where the white light had struck.

"What the hell is this... a magical plant? Or some kind of mutated creature?"

Lu Mingfei was still shaken:
"Its attack power is not weak either."

He examined the ruins more carefully.

"What is this? The entrance to the basement?"

Lu Mingfei moved Miranda's corpse aside, revealing a place that resembled the entrance to a cellar, below which was a row of stone steps covered with green moss.

Lu Mingfei stared at the dark entrance and hesitated for a moment.

A basement appeared in the ruins; it didn't look like a good place at all.
But it has come...

He took out a torch from his spatial storage.

The magical torch spontaneously combusted again.

He gripped the greatsword tightly in his right hand and carefully stepped onto the stone steps.

The stone steps were wet and slippery, giving off an unsettling feeling underfoot, and the air was filled with the smells of mildew and the stench of earth.

After descending a dozen or so steps, the space opened up a bit, resembling a small cellar.

The torchlight was limited, illuminating only a small area in front of him.

Just then, a dull thud reached his ears.

dong... dong... dong...

The sound came from deep within the cellar.

Lu Mingfei held his breath and slowly extended the torch forward.

The flickering firelight gradually outlined a tall figure wearing tattered armor.

The figure, with its back to him, was repeatedly banging its head against the rough stone wall of the cellar in a bizarre posture, producing an unsettling "thump-thump" sound.

He wore a huge, rusty, and dented metal hood, oddly shaped like a pumpkin.

He was also dragging a heavy flail in his hand, which was trailing on the ground as he slammed into the wall.

What is this person doing? Self-harm? Going crazy?
Lu Mingfei was momentarily stunned and stood still without taking immediate action.

Perhaps they heard footsteps, or perhaps they sensed the light of the torches.

The figure that had crashed into the wall suddenly stopped.

The cellar fell into a deathly silence, broken only by the crackling of the burning torches.

Then, the tall figure slowly turned around.

The menacing metal hood had only two viewing holes, and at that moment, it seemed that two frantic gazes were fixed on Lu Mingfei, who was holding a torch.

Eyes facing each other.

"Hi?"

Lu Mingfei tentatively greeted him.

next second.

“Uhhhhhh——!!”

A chaotic roar erupted from beneath the hood.

(End of this chapter)