Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 63 Respecting Demigods is Everyone's Responsibility

"Roar--!!!"

A roar, neither human nor beast, a mixture of dragon might and agony, erupted from the gaping maw of the dragon corpse! Dragon flames, capable of incinerating everything, surged forth instantly, engulfing the entire courtyard, and the temperature in the air suddenly soared!
Subaru was the first to be engulfed by the dragon flames, and the black flames on his Hunting God Greatsword flickered violently the instant he was consumed by them. He tried to block with his sword, but the black flames offered no barrier.

Damn it! How could this happen?!

Theoretically, Grik wouldn't choose to take over the dragon head at this time, so Subaru hadn't paid attention to cover. Unfortunately, he was closest to Grik, leaving him with no way to avoid him!
That being the case.

With a fierce determination, Subaru Ryuzuki charged straight into the flames, plunging his spiraling greatsword deep into Grek's abdomen.

puff.

Blood splattered.

Greck let out a cry of pain.

Shila-

The ear-piercing sound of charring flesh echoed through the courtyard, and the gray robe studded with armor plates charred inch by inch in the flames. He staggered half a step, and a final roar came from his helmet:

"Lu Jun... get out of the way...!"

Before he could finish speaking, his charred body fell into the sea of ​​fire like a puppet with its strings cut, cracking inch by inch, and fell to the ground with a "thud," lifeless.

[The character "Natsuki Subaru" is dead.]

"Pleiades--!!"

Lu Mingfei roared in shock and anger, and the storm power gathered on his greatsword slashed at Grek's obviously disproportionate knee joint, splattering foul-smelling blood.

Stormblade!
The bloated demigod roared and swung his golden battle axe, while Lu Mingfei ducked and rolled away.

Greck seemed to harbor an intense hatred for Lu Mingfei. He completely ignored Shirou Emiya and kept swinging his giant axe and dragon head towards Lu Mingfei.

Shirou Emiya had almost completely severed the limbs on his back, but he didn't care at all.

However, Grik was wielding the magic ring fragment 'Center of Gravity Rune,' which was practically a giant energy source and power bank. Carrying the blessings and grace of the Golden Tree, his energy was almost inexhaustible, and his wounds were slowly healing.

The golden axe swung down again and again, as if Lu Mingfei and he were enemies from ten lifetimes, bound by the hatred of killing his father and stealing his wife.

Lu Mingfei wasn't known for his speed; his fighting style relied on wide-ranging, aggressive attacks and superior physical abilities. However, these advantages vanished against Grek.

With his efforts thwarted, Lu Mingfei's Red Drip Holy Grail Bottle had been completely depleted.

Just when Lu Mingfei thought "my life is over," Shirou Emiya had somehow circled around to Grik's side.

He gripped the Kalia Knight's Sword tightly with both hands and raised it high! The radiant core embedded in the sword suddenly erupted with an unprecedented, dazzling blue light, and magic power poured out like a galaxy, instantly condensing into a gigantic, incomparable giant sword that seemed capable of splitting mountains!
Holiness Caria!
This ultimate battle technique, hailed as the supreme glory of the Caria royal family, is now revealing only the tip of the iceberg! Although there are still two charged up stages that he hasn't been able to unleash, Shirou Emiya has no other choice.

The magic greatsword crashed into the dragon's head, which was spewing flames. The scales on the dragon's neck were torn apart by the magical impact, and Grik let out a painful roar.

however!
Just as the brilliance of the pyroxene was at its peak and about to completely annihilate the dragon's head, the dragon's head, which had been forcibly given "life" by the limb-splitting technique, suddenly unleashed a destructive force, broke free from its restraints, and crashed down fiercely towards the tiny spellcaster below!
"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed. The magnificent helmet of the Kalia knight twisted, collapsed, and deformed instantly under the impact of the dragon's tooth.

The red-haired boy was slammed into the scorched earth, his thick blood spreading out in a dazzling crimson pattern on the ground.

[The character 'Shirou Emiya' is dead.]

"Asshole!!"

Watching helplessly as his two comrades turned to ashes and blood in the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei's mind went blank. Then, an extreme rage ignited in his chest.

The mark of dragon blood lit up on the back of his hand, and his golden eyes burned with extraordinary intensity.

Faced with the dragon's head that had just extinguished one breath and was gathering another, and with Grek's battle axe raised high, he chose the most primitive and most in line with the way of the Storm Riders—charging!
"Storm!"

He roared the ancient battle cry of the Knights, and as if in response, the Storm Greatsword stirred up visible swirling air currents, its massive blade tearing through the air, carrying his life, anger, and grief for the loss of his comrades, as it fiercely slashed at the dragon head that was gathering its power!
Boom-!
The dragon's head was almost completely severed.

Amidst Grek's piercing, distorted roar, the advantages of the limb extension became undeniably apparent.

Despite being severely damaged, the heavy battle axe, a symbol of the Golden Dynasty, crashed down with immense force!
Squeak—Bang!

The metal was instantly twisted by the immense force, and the Lost Knight's sturdy armor collapsed and deformed in an instant! Then...

Everything fell silent.

Lu Mingfei, dead.

“Leg extension” Grek.

This descendant of the Golden Family, immersed in the glorious past of the dynasty and eager to prove himself, possessed divine power that was among the weakest of all the demigods in the Borderlands, in contrast to the valor of his ancestors.

When a group of demigods besieged the royal city of Rodel, he disguised himself and mingled among the women, escaping the city overnight; when Malenia led her army south, his 'limb-splitting' power, which he had obtained by selling his dignity, was once again trampled underfoot.

He was of high status, yet suffered endless humiliation; he was born into wealth, yet lived like a maggot in a sewer.

That deep-seated inferiority complex, accompanied by despair and madness, haunted his deformed throne day and night.

When the golden afterglow finally faded completely, even the banished descendants of the storm dared to openly raise the banner of rebellion, attempting to defile the golden throne that symbolized supreme power!

That pitiful, pathetic pride, long since trampled into the mud, was suddenly ignited. To protect the ancestral dignity that had long since crumbled and now only existed in his delusions, he would burn this blasphemous body and squeeze out the last bit of filthy power!

For this, he would do anything at all costs!
The Knight of the Storm, the greatsword that pierced his knee and slashed at his dragon head, the lost armor that symbolized his former glory... became the last straw that broke his sanity, completely igniting the pent-up, twisted, hysterical rage deep within his soul.

then.

In this courtyard, "limb-splitting" Grek, the weakest and most twisted descendant of the Golden Family, took over a near-absurd chapter in his long and shameful life—

Triple kill for first win!

(End of this chapter)