Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

The master turned around, and sure enough, a door had appeared behind him.

However, the door was an uncertain shadow, sometimes the outline of light cast on the irregular edge of the rock, sometimes the dust stirred up by the wind.

He hadn't made up his mind yet, but he had no time to hesitate. Countless monsters were crawling in from the broken rocks, their biological features reforged in the flames, looking utterly chaotic. Soldiers had orc wings, and dragons were covered in buds and horns. The only thing they had in common was that they were all staring intently at their master, the Hook.

Meanwhile, in the dark depths where monsters roamed, Lu Mingfei, who had returned from his golden spirit form, looked up at the place where flames soared into the sky.

At that moment, he suddenly felt unusually relaxed, as if the monsters and wails around him did not exist. He felt as if he were standing under the starry sky, breathing in the quiet night breeze.

This was an extremely important decision, allowing a cowardly soul to take the place of the king and continue the journey. But Lu Mingfei did have a deeper consideration. He was a god who witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations, and the distant future he saw was far more deserving of the title "end" than the awakening of the Black King.

"The human world... the situation of the dragon civil war, all of this is dragging everyone forward, including me."

"This decision is destined to affect the fate of many people, humans and hybrids. Some are anxiously awaiting the battle report, while others are simply innocent, continuing their busy days and peaceful nights as always... You can have unlimited faith in my seriousness regarding this promise, Lu Mingfei... This is not your battlefield, it is mine."

"As I said, many people have different opinions about me. As for myself, I am very clear-headed. I am just an ordinary person, at best a faded one. I can continue to go on because death and fear are the choices that all beings have made. I have made many important decisions. I have conquered demigods, I have released death, I have ascended the throne, I have taken charge of the laws of the gods. But at that time I was very clear about who I was... I abandoned the past, destroyed myself, and became a god who is still unknown. This god is neither me nor a person. I really don't know what that thing is."

He opened his eyes, raised his longsword, and surveyed the ferocious or sacred monsters around him, still speaking to himself, "The Dragon Kingship is the law of this era. I hereby declare in the name of a demigod that I refuse to be transformed into something other than myself, even if a god is crowned before me."

"No one can escape the great trend. You should know that I am also the creator of the great trend. Standing here is the old king of the Golden Law, the king of the Night Law, the demigod of the Dragon Law, the faded one, human, Lu Mingfei."

"If there are gods above, please bear witness!"

Chapter 272 Great Battle

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but look back. Just as he had said, the closer he got to the exit, the stronger the monsters became. The materialized energy burst through their shells and gathered into flames. Ten thousand flames were an ocean, a storm. In that extremely strong and fierce wind, his other self felt as light as a feather.

How tragic...

Lu Mingfei wiped his eyes, his nose feeling a little sore.

The next second, the "feather" suddenly burst out with golden light, and a tsunami-like golden wave shot upwards, illuminating half the sky with golden light. In an instant, the surrounding storm was filled with the corpses of monsters.

Lu Mingfei's eyes stung and tears streamed down his face.

"Even though he had flags stuck all over his back and said something like his last words, he seems to be doing something else... He's too good at fighting." Lu Mingfei was embarrassed and quickly ran away without looking back. "Brother, you have to hold on."

The faded one bent down and picked up the enemy's weapon.

Few monsters can retain their corpses amidst the golden fluctuations, but their numbers are increasing, and the flames continuously strengthen their bodies. The longsword he picked up was gripped tightly by a severed arm; there was no time to clear it as the monster wave surged in again from all directions.

He stomped the ground and leaped into the air, his hand gripping the sword held horizontally across his chest at its widest angle. Despite this expansive starting stance, his movements were as swift as a bird as he drew his sword. The blade flashed so fast that its trajectory was invisible, leaving only the shattering bodies in its path. Huge, short, imposing, ugly… as he sliced ​​through them, blood bloomed like flowers, and all sorts of bizarre skeletal structures shattered crisply.

Water birds danced wildly.

He leaps on one leg like a waterbird and then unleashes a super-fast series of slashes.

As he swung his final, wildly powerful strike, the weapon he had picked up was on the verge of shattering. The severed arm, tightly gripping the hilt, had been reduced to a skeleton by the immense wind pressure, revealing that the arm's frame had fused with the blade. Whatever the flames were, their will had gone mad.

The one who had faded let go, and the cracked longsword fell to the ground, shattering like glass.

The monsters surged forward again. After he cleared them out several times, the large monsters such as giants, golems, and dragons that were located at the back finally surrounded them. Most of the light around them was blocked, and the sky darkened instantly.

Lu Mingfei, who was already close to the "gate," turned around and looked at the bulge in the dark sea of ​​monsters, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

Viewed from a great height, it looks like a small hill on a plain, but upon closer inspection, you'll find it covered with countless arms, wings, and heads—a scene straight out of hell.

The Faded One raised his head, his hands now empty of weapons, as if he had given up resistance, watching the monsters cling to each other until the last ray of light was extinguished.

The roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, amplifying the power of the sound waves countless times. The shockwave shattered the nearest golems, and even the wings of the dragons in the sky were instantly torn apart. These wretched beasts flapped their skeletal wings and plummeted to the ground. The entire cage of monsters was utterly destroyed.

Gui'er's Roar.

As the Faded One roared in battle, the phantom of an ancient dragon appeared on his body.

A high-level prayer that can manifest the power of the "ancient dragon" Guior, and is also one of the "legendary prayers" that transforms oneself into a dragon and roars loudly.

There was once advice that "Gui'er, the grandmother of the dragon," was a rocky mountain that should be treated with utmost reverence.

He pointed one finger to the sky and held the other out as if supporting something.

Flames gathered in the palm of the hand, dark stars flew towards the sky in clusters, a dazzling fireball slowly rose, and a starry "cloud" spread rapidly, making it look as if the sky and the earth were upside down, the sun rose on the ground, and a sea of ​​fireflies shimmered in the sky.

This is the true power emanating from the border region, manifested here.

Evil God's Flame.

One of the prayers that directly demonstrates the power of the fire giant, one of the "legendary prayers," capable of throwing a blazing fireball said to be inhabited by an evil god. This prayer was stolen by Adam and is a secret hidden by Aganti, the "chief of the Watchers." It is said that the evil god still resides within the fire giant.

Creation Star Rain.

Discovered by ancient stargazers, this is one of the oldest and most legendary forms of magic, summoning a dark nebula in the sky and causing a torrential shower of stars for a certain period. It is said to be the origin of the brilliance magic—the origin glimpsed by stargazers materialized, bringing starlight amber to this land.

The flames erupted, not as powerful as those ignited by incantations, but the earth quickly melted into a blazing river.

Stars fell from the sky, and every drop of rain pierced through everything in its path. The monsters died before they could even raise their heads to see the last beautiful sight of their lives. Their bodies shattered, scattering blood and dust.

The world seemed to have become a furnace, and the eerie black flames were being extinguished rapidly.

Lu Mingfei was overjoyed. He climbed onto a rock and eagerly gazed at the distant battlefield. It seemed the hero, on the verge of defeat, had unleashed his full potential and was about to wipe out the demon king. The brave warrior had skipped the stages of striving and arduous growth, no longer burdened by the dying aspirations and deep-seated hatred of the old hero, but instead directly reaping the fruits of victory!

Awesome! This is what it feels like to be a sucker.

Before he could be happy for long, the rise of two new fireballs completely dashed his joy.

The true enemy finally appeared: a giant with crimson hair and a body that blotted out the sky burst forth from the rock strata, its hands each holding the radiance of the "Flame of the Evil God." It was the sole survivor of a race of giants who settled in the mountains and worshipped the evil god, and also a formidable foe that the Faded Ones had once defeated.

The Faded One released a magical field, which deflected the flames, but inevitably revealed a weakness.

A woman with red hair and butterflies as wings dragged a long sword, advancing through the flames with side steps until she reached the faded man behind her. She grabbed the faded man's body with her left hand, threw him high into the air, raised her long sword, and pierced him through with a single blow.

All of this happened in just a few seconds, and Lu Mingfei's smile hadn't even faded yet.

However, the "Valkyrie" Malenia, who had drawn her sword, immediately sensed something amiss; the feedback from the blade felt tangible. She had only pierced an afterimage; the Faded One materialized a second later. He stood atop the tip of his longsword, black wings and shadows trailing behind him, his movements even more agile than the Valkyrie, who had learned the Flowing Water Sword Technique from the blind swordsman.

Hidden Mist Raptor. A combat technique that involves lowering one's body and disappearing instantly. When attacked, it can grow raptor wings and leap into the air in an instant.

He then gracefully turned on the tip of the knife, a cold and dark aura emanating from his body, and a dark moon appeared.

Chapter 273 Mad Fire

“I’ve died thousands of times, I know what you’re going to do even with my eyes closed.” The Faded One emerged from the shadow of the dark moon, the moon falling at his feet.

The Valkyrie at the point of impact was slammed into the ground, sending dust billowing into the sky. The surrounding ordinary monsters were torn apart and scattered by the shockwave. The dust dissipated with extraordinary speed, each grain of dust glowing faintly, and a chilling aura erupted, freezing everything in its path.

Lani's Dark Moon.

Queen Kalia's symbolic magic, one of the "legendary spells," can summon the cold, dark moon to descend upon her. The moon will fly towards the enemy, and the dark moon can erase all magic that touches it.

It has been recorded that, guided by her mother Rena La, young Lani encountered the moon—a cold and dark, mysterious moon.

The faded creature landed on the ice, and a brief silence fell around them. The noisy monsters were sealed beneath the ice, and the wailing that had been brewing in their throats never had a chance to be uttered again.

He looked up and gazed in one direction from the floating ruins.

Lu Mingfei was also watching him. Against the backdrop of the snow-white ice, the black figure could finally be seen clearly. The continuous changes in the situation had made Lu Mingfei dare not be blindly optimistic. He held his breath, fearing that some other monster might suddenly rise from beneath the feet of the Faded One.

But now that it's over, the battlefield has indeed calmed down for the time being.

The faded one raised his hand and waved at him, seemingly telling him to leave.

Lu Mingfei carefully climbed down from the rock he was standing on, looking at a stone door not far away. Although there were many doors among the countless ruins, his intuition told him that this was the so-called "exit." He had never experienced such a strong intuition before. Looking back on his seventeen years of life, it seemed that most of the time he was in a daze, lost in thought. Even the supposedly life-determining middle school and college entrance exams had never given him this feeling of "destiny."

It was as if fate had truly transformed from a rhetorical metaphor into a physical road, and the road was right beneath his feet.

But he also had another strong intuition that told him not to go in. The faded one said that inside was the real world, his parents, and the real life he had never experienced... He didn't know if it was fear, inferiority, or guilt, but he didn't want to go in.

Or rather, fear.

As he approached the door, a sense of dread exploded in his mind, as if he were about to lose something he could never let go of, while at the same time there was a sense of joy, as if something he didn't know but desperately wanted was about to be within his grasp... This joy made him hesitate even more than the fear.

Before he could hesitate, the faded one was already surrounded again.

The Faded One was also nearing the end of his life. Reaching this place had already depleted his spiritual energy, which he could neither replenish nor revive here. Continuously casting legendary prayers and magic could only buy him some time; it couldn't fundamentally change the situation. Only when "Lu Mingfei" entered the gate would it be considered a victory. Before that, no matter how many enemies he killed, it wouldn't be considered a success; after that, even his death here would be a success.

He casually tossed out a golden halo and a bursting crystal, and behind him, a radiant sword array, a Kalia array, and a giant sword array continuously condensed. Multicolored light erupted all at once, and for a short time, it showed a stronger sense of oppression than legendary magic. Golden lightning spear, ancient dragon lightning strike, death lightning strike, ice lightning, he was like a groomsman scattering candy and peanuts on a wedding car, constantly conjuring up a variety of attacks in his hands.

Dragonfire, dragon ice, dragon decay, dragon radiance stone, dragon lava, dragon spirit fire, giant flames, black flames, blood flames, death vengeful spirits, Rakad vengeful spirits, beast claws, beast stones, the rocks of Gulang... The worst-hit soldier had swarms of flies plastered on his face and had his blood sucked dry.

At the Golden Tree Cathedral, he had defeated the spirit of "The First King" Griffin and "Sir Hundred Wisdom" Gideon Ofnir. Their fighting styles were completely different; Griffin was a true warrior king, while Sir Hundred Wisdom was a pure spellcaster. He had always admired Griffin's warrior spirit more, but now he had to admit that Sir Hundred Wisdom's fighting style was more exhilarating.

His mental energy was being rapidly depleted, in exchange for a barrage of spells like a meat grinder.

When he exhausted his last bit of energy, it would be the end for him. But he seemed to be looking forward to it, with a carefree smile on his face. He was casting spells faster and faster, and the radiance overwhelmed his enemies like a tide. Some were sent flying backward, and some were turned into dust.

"I knew it."

Moonlight shone down, and a large amount of fluorescent light, resembling the brilliance of a diatomite, surged from the Dark Moon Ring. Countless fluorescent lights intertwined into lines, swirling and dancing around Lu Mingfei like a gust of wind. Mist descended from the sky.

From high above, above the monster tide - magical radiance - monster tide, a blue ice rose bloomed.

The person whose face had faded stopped moving, unusually puzzled and confused.

He knew, of course, who had come, but he couldn't believe it was real. Even Melina, who resided in his soul, was powerless to explore this level—the realm extending from the dream of a deity's soul into the void.

“This is a place where you are extremely far removed from the real world, and also a place where you are incredibly close to the darkness,” Lani said. “I can’t stand it anymore. The Supreme Will is playing tricks on you. The choices placed before you are actually no different… This is not the place for you to destroy yourself.”

“The Witch is right, that door is a bit strange. We can’t let the ignorant and clueless version of my brother go in so easily.” Lu Mingze’s voice also rang in the ears of the Faded One.

The depths of the dark void, which could have devoured gods, suddenly became lively, with three wills crammed into one head, chattering away.

“You should hold off the black dragon,” the Faded One asked the most important question first.

"It ran away, so I came in to see what you were up to, brother. Nidhogg is certainly scary, but what made it flee in such a sorry state is probably even scarier," Lu Mingze said.

“God, the ascension ceremony has begun. I will protect your soul to resist the unknown will of the gods… You think you are protecting humanity, but perhaps you are humanity itself.” Lani spoke quickly.

The next second, Lani's presence vanished.

"You messed up, brother," Lu Mingze exclaimed.

……

Lu Mingfei looked back, the blessed light flickering precariously in the darkness. He seemed to recall some events from his time on Earth, but couldn't remember the details. Some blurry faces and vague words seemed important, yet also like mere ramblings.

He sat there for a long time, and Melina left after giving him a warning. He thought about many things, but finally decided to go through the door.

He removed his armor, stepped over the gravel to the door, and as he placed his hands on it, a scorching heat emanated from the cracks, making the entire door seem to come alive and glow brightly. When he pushed open the two heavy stone doors, they were almost melted, with molten lava flowing across the surface of the rocks and falling to the ground.

The interior was eerily quiet and deserted, as if the intense heat was only affecting the door, or as if what was released when the door was opened was invisible. He stepped through that door as if into a tranquil dream.

Chapter 274 The Birth of Mad Fire