Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 7 The Fate of Hybrids is to Slay Dragons

Melina's voice rang out softly in the wilderness, like the wind lingering in one's ear.

"Dragon Feast is a ritual that involves devouring the heart of a dragon."

"It is said that as long as you swallow the hot heart of a dragon, you can gain the power of a dragon."

"Since ancient times, countless warriors have devoted themselves to the path of the Dragon Feast, pursuing that supreme ritual, and relentlessly hunting dragons for it, even at the cost of their lives."

The young girl spoke in a calm voice, recounting ancient secrets.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Lu Mingfei suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, looking constipated.

"The dragon you're talking about, is it the kind that's huge, has four claws and two wings, looks like a lizard, can fly, breathe fire, and use the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind? Is it a dragon?"

Melina looked at the suddenly excited boy, paused for a moment, but still answered him:
"Ancient dragons have rock-like scales and eternal lifespans, and they can use storms, fire, and lightning."

The dragon heart, however, comes from the descendants of the ancient dragons—the flying dragons. While they are not as powerful as the ancient dragons, they are still incredibly strong.

Lu Mingfei was momentarily lost in thought.

"This is unbelievable," the boy muttered. "So even after running away to another world, I can't escape dealing with dragons? What kind of damn destiny is this?"

He ran his fingers through his messy hair.

"Besides, how big must this dragon's heart be? With my small frame of 1.7 meters, I'm afraid I'll choke to death!"

Surprisingly, a hint of helplessness flashed in the usually serene girl's single eye.

“It can be transformed through rituals.”

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief.

"However."

The girl suddenly changed the subject.

"All those who carry out the Dragon Feast will gradually become non-human."

"The desire for dragons will not disappear, but will gradually accumulate."

"That final thought will fill your whole body and torment you."

"The dragon's power is both mighty and beautiful, yet utterly terrifying—"

Therefore, carrying out the Dragon Feast is tantamount to embarking on a path of no return and destruction.

"Desire erodes reason, and power distorts form."

Do you wish to continue?

The one-eyed girl turned her head slightly, casting her gaze upon the foreign boy beside the blessing. Surprisingly, the boy's mouth, usually accustomed to idle chatter, remained tightly shut, silent.

The boy thought of the past and his hometown.

This ancient ritual, known as the Dragon Feast, seems to have an inextricable connection with the bloodline of the dragon race, yet it shattered his wish to return to Earth.

His golden eyes dimmed.

"So, this Dragon Feast is the path for humans to obtain the power of dragons and then transform into dragons?"

Melina nodded slightly.

"It can be said like this."

"It has nothing to do with time travel or summoning rituals."

"No."

Melina shook her head.

Lu Mingfei sighed and murmured:

"Actually, we have similar ridiculous things where we're from. They say hybrids are noble, dragon blood is supreme, and crossing the line will turn you into a dead servant, and so on."

Lu Mingfei didn't care whether the girl beside him could understand or not, he just kept talking:

"And what about bloodline ratings, the sorrow of blood, and so on?"

Melina noticed that the boy's clenched fists were trembling slightly.

After a long time.

“So, I understand everything you’re saying.” The boy sighed. “Miss Melina, please tell me everything you know.”

"Anyway, it's better than being an S-class piece of trash," he said in a low voice.

Melina watched him silently. This usually talkative stranger, after saying these words, fell silent as a statue.

“In Nymgford,” she finally said, “there once stood a Dragonbane Chapel. It is said to have been built by knights who lost their homeland, dating back to the time of the Storm King.” Her figure began to fade, but her words grew ever clearer:
"The campfire there had long since gone out."

"In distant Galid, the legend of the Dragon's Feast is even more widespread, but now, every inch of that land is tainted by crimson decay, and you probably can't reach it."
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Lu Mingfei pulled the straight sword from the Kaidan mercenary's chest. Blood gushed from the huge wound along with the blade, and the mercenary's strong body fell to the ground with a "thud" and soon fell silent.

The border area remains peaceful as always.

Lu Mingfei let out a long breath, casually retrieved the dagger from the horse carcass, wiped it on its mane, and then put it back at his waist.

The mercenaries of Kadan were far more powerful than the soldiers of Grek's Royal Army, and were renowned for their bravery and skill in battle. Each of them was a swordsman possessing both strength and agility, and could use a special technique of spinning their bodies dramatically to strike their enemies.

Furthermore, they excelled in mounted combat.

If he were to fight them on horseback while riding Toretto, Lu Mingfei would have at least an 80% chance of winning.

He died a horrible death.

However, after learning from his many near-death experiences, Lu Mingfei's combat awareness has been continuously improving.

I'll kill your horse first!
As long as he cuts off the horse's legs first, and then engages in one-on-one combat with the mercenaries who have landed, Lu Mingfei is almost 90% confident that he can kill these big guys by sneaking up on them.

As Lu Mingfei hummed a song as he sheathed his sword, preparing to "return home in triumph,"

Hey—passerby!
Please help me.

Click.

The footsteps stopped.

"bass--"

Lu Mingfei drew his weapon instantly, then looked around hesitantly.

It was completely empty, except for corpses and grass.

"It's haunted."

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself and with a "whoosh" sheathed his sword again.

"Hey—I'm talking to you."
Why pretend you didn't see it?
Why is everyone like this?
Am I really that ugly?

Lu Mingfei remained silent.

He knew that in this land overrun by demigods, dragons, and monsters, encountering anything was normal.

To avoid a gruesome death, one must be cautious, cautious, and even more cautious.

It didn't take him long to identify the source of the sound.

A low, yellow shrub.

Lu Mingfei slowly stepped forward, used the tip of his sword to deflect the tree branch, and then quickly jumped back to dodge, creating distance.

Something strange happened.

The bushes gradually disappeared, replaced by a curled-up, gray-furred demi-human. It wore tattered linen clothes and was using its claws to cover the wound pierced by the sword tip.

Those cloudy, yellow eyes were wet, reminding Lu Mingfei of a stray dog ​​getting soaked in the rain.

"Alright, alright, even orcs can wear armor and wield greatswords now, what's so surprising about a dressed, talking demi-human?"

Lu Mingfei grumbled as he gripped his sword tighter.

"who are you?"

The short, ugly subhuman struggled to his feet.

"Ah, thank you. My name is Burke."

I was kicked out because I wasn't welcomed by the other people in the cave...

Then I was enchanted and turned into a tree. You really helped me a lot.

Lu Mingfei's sword tip drooped slightly, but he remained vigilant.

He sized up the demi-human who called himself Burke—his tattered linen clothes were covered in mud and stains, and a few leaves were mixed in with his gray hair.

"Magic?" Lu Mingfei scoffed. "Who would be so bored as to turn you into a tree?"

Burke nervously rubbed his paws together:

"They are the other demi-humans in the cave," they said.

Its sound grew fainter and fainter.

They said I'm too ugly.

(End of this chapter)