Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

Lu Mingfei leaped and flipped, his fiery trail slamming into Jormungandr. His twin blades instantly transformed into two black whirlwinds, intertwining and slashing towards Jormungandr. Each of his attacks was calm and deadly, attempting to find an opening in Hela's body.

But Jormungandr was exceptionally agile; with a gentle flick of his giant scythe, he neutralized all the sharp blades and seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Her heart was pounding like thunder, her extremely high blood pressure caused her eyes to twitch, and she was bleeding profusely—a state akin to a final burst of energy before death. Her body was struggling with unprecedented strength, trying to escape the crisis of death, a crisis that originated from within her own body.

The moment the scythe swung down, flames and air were torn apart, striking Lu Mingfei with devastating force. Lu Mingfei retreated rapidly, crossing his twin swords in front of his chest, forcefully blocking the powerful blow. The immense impact caused the ground beneath his feet to tremble, and flying debris rained down like raindrops.

However, the hellhound Gam can no longer devour life; Lu Mingfei's two swords are now of equal or even stronger rank.

After unleashing this full-force attack, Jormungandr felt a surge of blood rise to her throat. The decaying dragon blood was highly corrosive, and excruciating pain tormented her throughout her body. Lu Mingfei began to appear as a double image in her eyes, while the woman whose fiery phantom was coalescing was releasing some kind of "power."

A tree trunk made of pure golden light rose from the ground, growing upwards into a radiant sapling. Lu Mingfei stood in the shade of the tree, enveloped in a warm power.

Prayer - Little Golden Tree.

Queen Marika's hidden prayer: Gold with only tenderness, no law. Marika surrounded her homeland with gold—even though she knew that the people who should have been healed were long gone.

Lu Mingfei could sense that the prayer was not made of elemental power, but of pure gold, just as Melina behind him was real.

The flames on Jormungandr's giant scythe gradually died down, and tears of blood streamed from her eyes, her eyeballs beginning to melt in the blood.

Lu Mingfei's figure flashed, severing the giant scythe Garm in one strike and decapitating Jormungandr with another. The giant scythe had lost its power, as fragile as ordinary dragon bones, while Jormungandr had already died before he could behead her; no blood even flowed from the wound, and her body dissolved in the black, viscous, petroleum-like poisonous blood.

Lu Mingfei did not find the Great Rune of the King of Earth and Mountains; it seems that Jormungandr simply died.

"Be careful." A gentle voice rang in Lu Mingfei's ear.

The ground beneath Fenrir collapsed, and with a deafening roar, the massive dragon's body sank into the ground.

Chapter 141 Melina (2.6k)

"Melina?" Lu Mingfei was taken aback when he heard the voice.

But he received no response.

The cave before them had begun to collapse; Fenrir's fall had completely shattered this already riddled underground space.

Lu Mingfei first manipulated flames to burn Jormungandr's remains, then rushed to Caesar and Chu Zihang's side, slashing away some sharp falling rocks. Both were in dire straits; Caesar's eyes were bloodshot, seemingly blind, while Chu Zihang was covered in burns.

Fortunately, Melina's phantom once again released the prayer of the little golden tree.

The gentle golden light healed the wounds on the two of them. This healing method was different from the fire healing used by Lu Mingfei, and it did not consume the life force of the injured.

Caesar squinted, tears welling in his eyes, and blurry figures gradually appeared in his previously bloodshot vision.

He first saw a knight in magnificent armor, then a semi-transparent woman perched on the knight's shoulder, and then a golden tree casting a warm, bright glow.

"Am I still not awake?" He covered his head, looking like he had a terrible headache.

Chu Zihang also regained his mobility. He looked incredulously at his severely burned areas, where the newly grown skin was smooth and unmarked. Lu Mingfei's power had surpassed the understanding of hybrids. Dragons with high blood purity have strong regenerative abilities, but being able to bestow those abilities upon others is another matter entirely.

Seeing that they were alright, Lu Mingfei picked up his knife and returned to the spot where Fenrir had fallen.

Jormungandr doesn't have the Great Rune; perhaps it's in Fenrir.

After Fenrir disappeared into the earth, Lu Mingfei couldn't sense it for a moment. The King of Earth and Mountains was special compared to ordinary dragons; it seemed to be able to assimilate itself into rock.

Lu Mingfei wielded his twin swords, his powerful strikes tearing through the ruins. Flames rose from the crater, and soon the rubble piled up by the earthquake was cleared away, revealing the undamaged rock layers beneath. Fenrir wasn't there; it had burrowed underground, seemingly having escaped.

The situation is rather bad; if it leaves Nibelungen, it will not only cause a disaster, but it will also be very difficult to find such a "frightened bird" again.

But Lu Mingfei was wrong; Fenrir did not leave.

The ground near the burning remains of Jormungandr suddenly collapsed, and Lu Mingfei made a mistake. The fact that Jormungandr's body did not contain a Great Rune did not mean that her remains did not contain power. The logic of dragons is not as elegant and dignified as his taking the Great Rune. They are ferocious predators, and their way of evolution is to devour each other's blood and flesh.

The ancient dragon suddenly leaped out of the ground, raised its head and spread its wings, its roar hoarse and violent.

Fenrir regained its life and strength; its wounds healed rapidly, and muscles quickly grew from the skeletal remains of its lower body. It devoured the remains of its twin sister, and even if it couldn't evolve into Hela, the goddess of death, it gained enough power to be reborn.

A terrifying domain was unfolding. Even Lu Mingfei looked solemn before that power; it was a fluctuation far beyond the flames of the evil god. Among the incantations he possessed, perhaps only the "Candle Dragon" of the King of Bronze and Fire could compare to it.

Zhulong is a world-destroying incantation belonging to the Fire King lineage. The caster needs to meditate and chant for an extremely long time to ignite all the fire elements in the surrounding environment. This is the ultimate skill in mastering the fire element, pure fire violence, capable of burning down a city or drying up a river, and even igniting underground magma, causing mountains to erupt, and triggering a large-scale elemental storm, resulting in a terrifying catastrophe.

Lu Mingfei has never used the Candle Dragon, because that would be tantamount to causing an uncontrollable natural disaster.

The falling rocks swallowed by the domain transformed into brilliant golden flames, which, after being crushed by the immense power, rained down as light. Fenrir's wings billowed in the gale, and its massive body, weighing tens of tons, slowly levitated; it took flight.

Fenrir is unleashing the world-destroying power of the Earth and Mountain King lineage, Shiva's Dance of Karma.

Ancient Indian poets said that the god Shiva once performed this dance at the "Mound of the Dead," Maheng Dhara, and thus destroyed the city. However, they dared not mention the god's name, only describing the apocalyptic catastrophe in the Mahabharata. This is how the power of words came to be.

"You should retreat now," Lu Mingfei said to Caesar and Chu Zihang.

Neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang were the type to desert their posts, but now they were ragged, their weapons in pieces, and utterly incapable of fighting.

And even if you're fully armed, what good is it? This series of events can only be described in one sentence: it's like a dream.

In this state, Fenrir is clearly far more terrifying than Jormungandr, and they are so weak that they cannot even help.

“With you here, there are some methods I can’t use,” Lu Mingfei said.

It was these words that finally made the two of them decide to leave. They believed that these words were not Lu Mingfei's excuse. This unfathomable guy was even stronger than the Dragon King. His secrets were like an onion, with one layer after another.

The two quickly ran towards the almost buried tunnel exit.

Lu Mingfei looked up at Fenrir, who was dancing, and took a deep breath. The power of bronze and fire was slowly returning, and he could feel the connection between them becoming clearer. He was going to try to release "Candle Dragon." Although he wasn't confident in controlling the range of this world-destroying incantation, letting Fenrir complete his world-destroying dance was extremely dangerous.

However, at that moment, two hands patted his shoulders, the light screen trembled, and Melina's phantom detached from his back, becoming a freely moving entity.

Lu Mingfei calmly looked at Melina who had come to stand in front of him.

He swore that if Lu Mingze spoke next in this phantom, he would definitely tear that guy to pieces.

“My king, it’s been a long time,” Melina said softly.

At this moment, old friends are reunited.

Lu Mingfei never imagined that such an ordinary sentence would be the beginning of his reunion with Melina.

“Long time no see…” Lu Mingfei had many questions for her, such as whether she was in the illusion before, where she had been all along, and how she came to this world, but all his words could be summed up in just one sentence.

“Your mission is still very heavy. You should deal with that earth dragon first.” Melina stretched out her hands and placed them on Lu Mingfei’s hands that were holding the knife. “It’s time to return the power to you. It’s already a blessing that you were able to come out for so long this time.”

Lu Mingfei immediately understood that the dual swords armed with the concept were reviving.

Melina's appearance was achieved using the power of Lu Mingze's conceptual weapon. The two swords were indeed of a higher rank than Hellhound Gam, but Melina's phantom took away some of its power, so the battle was evenly matched.

“Wait, I have another way.” Lu Mingfei frowned.

"An ancient authority called 'Candle Dragon'? That's not the best choice," Melina said calmly. "These two swords can do a very good job."

Melina seemed to know a lot about dragons, and Lu Mingfei vaguely felt that something was amiss. "Did you come to this world a long time ago?"

“You know this best.” Melina’s figure gradually dimmed, but a smile appeared on her face. “I have always been watching the world through your eyes, so I have seen it all.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei's heart stirred slightly.

"You did a great job."

Melina's figure vanished completely, leaving only her last words echoing lightly in the air. She really was Melina; even if Lu Mingfei didn't speak, he knew what she was thinking.

The twin blades fully awakened, golden flames soaring into the sky, the blade light within the flames doubling in length, transforming from a curved blade into a great curved blade. The spirit within the blades rejoiced, greedily releasing destructive energy that slightly distorted the space around the blades.

She had always been there.

Lu Mingfei's gaze was calm. The domain of the Dance of Annihilation before him was destroying the geological structure. Rocks shattered into dust, and dozens of cracks, each a hundred meters long, spread along the rock walls. Everything in sight was violently shaking and on the verge of destruction, but he suddenly chuckled softly.

With a slash of his twin blades, the light of the blades was so intense that even sound was swallowed up. In the silence, two pitch-black slash marks appeared on Fenrir's body. First, a wisp of golden flame leaped, and then the firelight quickly spread along the massive dragon's body. The enhanced ancient dragon's body was like paper, rapidly carbonizing and then burning red-hot to ashes.

The fire in this sword is the power left over from the burning of the golden tree, enough to destroy the world.

Melina was right; the effect of the Candle Dragon was far less controllable and elegant. The ancient dragon died silently, its bones glowing from the heat, the bronze skeleton, radiating a red-hot aura, falling to the ground and stirring up a cloud of dust like snowflakes.

Lu Mingfei walked lightly through the snow.

Chapter 142 Young Dragon

Fenrir's Great Rune is a rough, gilded ring with a horizontal line about one-third of the way down, which seems to symbolize the earth. Lu Mingfei thinks it may also represent the earth element's fundamental position in the cycle of the four elements.

He is now capable of manipulating Nibelungen by hand and is currently the only person who can touch the Great Rune, giving him absolute authority to interpret dragon alchemy.

Fenrir's body was mostly consumed by flames, and his massive skeleton stood like a small mountain. The remnants and ashes from the fire piled up at the bottom of the skeleton, forming a thick layer of salt-like residue.

Lu Mingfei did not rush to leave. Having obtained half of the Great Rune of the King of Earth and Mountains, he reduced the seismic waves to imperceptible levels in an instant, and the cracked rock layers gradually closed up.

He waited quietly.

A small bulge suddenly appeared from the pile of ashes. The bulge undulated slowly, as if something like a mole was moving underneath it.

A miniature dragon head emerged, first looking around in confusion, then fixing its gaze on Lu Mingfei, and suddenly revealing hostility.

Lu Mingfei squatted down and tapped the little dragon on the head with a speed that the little dragon couldn't react to. The little dragon spread its wings, bared its teeth, and flapped its wings like a rooster with its feathers standing on end.

Lu Mingfei grabbed it by the back of the neck and lifted it up. The little dragon immediately gave up struggling, its golden eyes filled with fear and confusion.

This dragon cannot be shown to Angers for the time being. Given Angers' personality, even if it were a dragon king who had lost its power and memories, as long as it had a "dragon" form, he would definitely seal it in a nanomaterial container, fill it with formalin solution, and use it as research material and a collectible. But Lu Mingfei is still hoping to use this little guy to find its sister.

He shook the little creature in his hand. It was covered in tiny, snake-like scales and had two pairs of wings. Its length had shrunk from tens of meters to about forty centimeters. After being caught by the scruff of its neck, the creature became very obedient and didn't move at all, like a toy doll. Only its pair of not-so-bright eyes darted around.

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Caesar and Chu Zihang quickly arrived at the scene of the subway collision. What they saw was a hellish sight. The train, already damaged in the impact, seemed to have been hit by a tornado. It was almost impossible to recognize the shape of the "train". There were fragments everywhere, and half of the train door was deeply embedded in the concrete tunnel wall. The force was so great that it compressed the steel structure into a spring shape.

In the center of a pile of broken walls and ruins, there was a perfectly intact open space, where even the railway tracks and foundations had disappeared.

“Even the Kamaitachi and Deadpool couldn’t do that.” Chu Zihang touched the sharp, broken steel. “It’s at least at the level of a Dragon Servant.”

Caesar had already found a piece of relatively sharp broken iron on the ground, torn off his tattered shirt, and wrapped it around one end of the broken iron to make a handle. "A battle has taken place here. We'd better hope that the Dragon Servant has lost."

Chu Zihang's clothes weren't as plentiful as his, so he had to pick up a few pieces of sharp-edged iron. The cold weapon course at Kassel College taught the use of throwing weapons. With Chu Zihang's strength, the effective killing distance was about twenty meters, which was a decent means of killing in such a narrow area.

They advanced along the steel ruins that looked as if they had been ravaged by a crusher. Caesar's released scythes detected a few faint heartbeats and breaths, but it was perhaps a trap set by predators.

Suddenly, a huge piece of iron was kicked aside, and the attacker swung it vertically towards Caesar's head. Caesar raised his makeshift weapon to block, but the force of the blow made his arm go numb. Following the Kassel College's combat manual and battle guidelines, Chu Zihang and Caesar maintained a front-and-back formation. At this moment, Chu Zihang was only three or four meters away from the attacker. He improvised, grabbing the edge of the iron plate as a dagger and rushing forward to hold it against the man's neck.

After Chu Zihang subdued his opponent, Caesar immediately removed his weapon and locked his arms behind his back.

"I surrender! I surrender!" the attacker shouted. "I'll tell you everything!"

Caesar and Chu Zihang both breathed a sigh of relief.

"How come it's you?" Caesar still didn't let go. "Tell me, what was the name of the head of the Alchemy and Mechanics Department's first love?"

"The one in Paris?" the attacker asked very cautiously, as if he had instantly transformed from a prisoner into a professional gossip reporter. "Or the one in Grenoble?"