Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 282 The Rondo of Knights and Dragons

Lu Mingfei packed up his spoils and did not linger outside the Temple of the Beasts.

He continued along the ancient road eroded by time.

Before long, the outline of a magnificent bridge came into view, spanning a bottomless, enormous canyon.

The bridge is wide enough to accommodate two carriages side by side. The bridge is built of huge stones, covered with traces of wind and frost, and exudes an ancient and solid aura.

This is the Fam Bridge, which connects the Temple of the Beasts to Galid.

The moment Lu Mingfei stepped onto the bridgehead, a strange longing rose in his heart.

The power belonging to Long Xiang within him began to stir uncontrollably.

A faint excitement emanated from the depths of my soul, as if the instincts dormant deep within my bloodline had been awakened.

He immediately stopped and looked across the long bridge towards the opposite bank.

On the other side of the bridge, a massive figure was crouching near the bridge pier, its enormous wings folded at its sides, almost blending into the shadow of the bridge surface, yet the invisible pressure emanating from it spread like a tide.

It was a flying dragon.

Its appearance is somewhat similar to that of the dragon Agil from Nymgford, but it is much larger, almost one and a half times the size of Agil.

Its scales are not the grayish hue of Yakir, but a deep color that reflects a cold luster in the dim light filtering through the thin clouds in the canyon.

The keratinous protrusions on the back and joints are even more ferocious, covered with sharp spikes, as if covered with a natural armor of thorns.

Its thick limbs gripped the ground firmly, and even from such a great distance, one could feel the terrifying power contained within them.

Lu Mingfei's eyes narrowed slightly.

Sorry for the wait.

Flying Dragon, Guileer.

This guy's strength is absolutely not to be underestimated. The sense of oppression he gives off is no less than that of "Dragon's Bite Avenger" Agkith, and may even be stronger.

Although both were wyverns active in Galid, Guirel showed no signs of crimson decay or other mutations.

It is a very "standard" and handsome flying dragon.

In other words, its breath was not affected by the environment; was it still dragon flame?
This is both good news and bad news.

The good news is that Lu Mingfei no longer has to face bizarre things like the crimson, corrupting breath.

Aegis's special abilities made it a tough fight for him. If it weren't for the arrival of the mighty Terragus, he would never have been able to defeat this corrupt dragon in a one-on-one battle.

The bad news is that a dragon that has not been corrupted by the crimson decay and remains in perfect condition must be at its peak strength.

This means it possesses greater physical strength and more agile movements.

Its ability to remain "pure" in this place proves its powerful strength to resist or avoid the erosion of crimson decay.

Going it alone would likely be another tough battle, and there's even a chance of failure...

Lu Mingfei quickly assessed the strength of both sides.

He reached down to his waist and grasped the cold, icy summoning bell.

It's time to test the new boost.

Lu Mingfei flicked his wrist, and the Soul-Summoning Bell emitted a clear and melodious sound, causing an invisible ripple to spread out.

The next moment, on the open ground beside them, a tall, imposing figure exuding a cold, steely aura solidified from the ethereal and quickly materialized.

He was clad in a style similar to Lu Mingfei's, but heavier and more rustic, the armor of a knight from a lost homeland. His entire body was covered by tight steel armor, obscuring his face. Only two points of light shone through the gaps in his helmet. He wore two menacing knight's greatswords at his sides.

Oregon, the knight who lost his homeland.

He stood quietly beside Lu Mingfei, emanating a reassuring aura.

Despite being both Stormwings, Lu Mingfei could discern the differences between Oreg and Ingwell after only a few encounters. Oreg was calm and resolute, more adaptable in both personality and fighting style; Ingwell, on the other hand, was arrogant and unrestrained, always appearing like a soaring eagle, charging forward without hesitation.

Both underwent two spirit-enhancing treatments, resulting in roughly equal strengths, each with its own advantages and disadvantages.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, and the power of the storm began to quietly gather around him.

He looked at Oregon.

No words needed.

Oreg nodded slightly in silence, his hands already gripping the hilts of his swords. A strong fighting spirit began to rise silently, echoing the storm aura gradually gathering around Lu Mingfei, yet they remained distinct.

A somber atmosphere permeated the bridge.

In the distance, the crawling Guillermo del Toro seemed to have also sensed this obvious hostility and threat.

Its massive head was slightly raised, and two streams of white mist carrying the smell of sulfur spewed from its nostrils covered with a thick layer of keratin. Its dark golden vertical pupils pierced through the bridge, coldly watching the steel figure that had suddenly appeared at the bridgehead.

The knight and the dragon stood in silent confrontation.

The battle is about to break out.

Click, click.

Oreg moved.

He slowly took two steps forward, crossed his hands, and stretched them to his sides to grasp the hilt of the Knight of the Lost Home's greatsword.

bass.

The two swords were drawn.

The knight who had lost his homeland did not hesitate for a moment because his opponent was a colossal beast.

He stomped his feet hard on the ground, creating a howling storm beneath his feet. The heavy armor did not slow him down; instead, it carried an indomitable and resolute momentum.

boom--

On the bridge, Oleg, like a steel chariot speeding along the ground, charged towards Guirel first!

As he charged forward, the airflow was forcibly pushed aside, and his twin swords unfurled, emitting a tearing shriek.

Almost at the same moment Oreg set off, Lu Mingfei also moved!
The power of the storm gathered and compressed beneath his feet, then erupted with a roar.

These are essential skills that knights who control storms can master after reaching a certain stage of training.

It represents the skillful control of "power," releasing it without being confined to the realm of "combat techniques," and enabling it to be entangled and unleashed with certain skills.

Lu Mingfei's figure darted rapidly to the side, his feet swirling with gray-white air currents, making him even faster, intending to form a pincer attack with Oreg.

Faced with the provocation of the two "little bugs", the flying dragon Guiler let out a deafening roar!

"Roar--"

It suddenly raised its front half, and its huge shadow instantly covered a large part of the bridge surface. Its folded wings suddenly unfolded, bringing with them a gust of wind.

Instead of taking off, Guior used its dragon head, covered with hard scales and spikes, to smash into the charging iron knight like a battering ram!
Oreg's momentum did not diminish. Just as the dragon's head was about to reach him, the airflow beneath his feet exploded again, and he slid half a step to the side. At the same time, his right hand swung his greatsword upwards with an extremely fierce upward slash, aiming at the dragon's jaw!

clang--

The metal collided with the keel's keratinous layer, producing a deafening roar and sending sparks flying.

Guiller's head was slightly lifted by the sword, and Oreg was also forced to take half a step back by the recoil, but his other sword was already poised to strike, instantly stabbing towards the dragon's eye.

The dragon reacted extremely quickly, tilting its head sharply, the sword tip drawing a long trail of dazzling sparks from the scales around its eye socket.

boom!
Lu Mingfei's figure transformed into a blurry afterimage, rushing upwards. The wind whistled past his ears, and the scenery on both sides rushed past him. Ahead, there was the deafening roar of Oreg fighting the dragon.

(End of this chapter)