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Golden ripples echoed beneath my feet.

"Isn't there another option?"

Ge Fulei's voice was no longer a roar, but a deep, resolute tone, as if he had made a vow!

The golden blessing light emanating from his body was more intense than ever before!

"I'll defeat you, and then I'll personally step forward to see just what kind of person this person who brought new hope to the borderlands truly is!"

“If you can do it, then give it a try!” Platon Sanks

"Then let's give it a try!" Ge Fulei's lips curled into an almost ferocious smile.

Roar! !

Two angry roars rang out simultaneously!

Platons's massive dragon wings, covered in liquid lightning, suddenly flapped! It abandoned all tactics and chose the most direct, primal, and most suitable approach for its opponent at this moment—close combat!

The lightning in his claws was driven into that tiny yet stubborn body!

Shedding all constraints! Gefuli's stance returned to its wildest, most primal fighting instinct! No flashy techniques, no exquisite footwork, only the extraction of every cell in his body's power, channeling it into his legs, and then—

The ground beneath his feet was shattered! With the most savage and resolute posture, he sprinted with all his might! His fists were clenched, his muscles stretched to the limit, he wanted to use his flesh and blood to confront that thunderbolt head-on!

Boom!

The moment of impact!

A visible, viscous, liquid-like wave of destruction, mixed with extreme lightning and violent physical impact, spread wildly in all directions!

Wherever it passed, the earth was as if it had been ruthlessly flattened by an invisible giant hand! All protruding terrain and scattered boulders were reduced to dust!

And this is just the beginning!

The destructive ripples did not stop; they continued to expand, relentlessly sweeping towards the distant capital, Rodel!

The high point of the royal city of Rodel.

Remyon watched all this from the throne of Elden.

As if she could see the predetermined future, Remien spoke softly.

"it's over"

It was as if it were a final confirmation of her words—

“Buzz——!!!”

The enormous barrier she had built around the Royal City of Rodel suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light!

next second!

boom--! ! !

The terrifying impact, carrying rocks and soil, crashed against the silver barrier like a tsunami!

The violent tremors caused by the shockwave hitting the barrier lasted for almost a full minute.

The city's inhabitants lay prostrate on the ground in terror, praying that the barrier would not break.

When the shock finally subsided, the world fell into an eerie, heavy silence.

The light... disappeared.

It wasn't night that fell, but the royal city of Rodel was submerged beneath a vast sea of ​​sand!

......

As Ge Fulei gazed at the silvery light, his previously agitated heart calmed down.

Griffith lay supine at the bottom of the bottomless pit, his right arm almost completely gone from the shoulder down, leaving only broken muscles and charred bones. Lightning hissed at the edge of the wound, each weak pulsation bringing excruciating pain.

He was no longer on the ground at the border, but in a bottomless pit.

The surroundings were completely dark, except for the light emanating from the silver tree above, which illuminated everything.

Did he lose?

Lost.

But we didn't lose either.

He had lost an arm and punched the other man in the chest; they were even, neither of them had the strength to stand up.

The lightning spear pierced him, dragging him into the abyss.

Platon Sanx was sent flying into the sky by his all-encompassing punch.

The two are even now.

The outcome was decided, yet it was never truly decided. For they had both fallen, having exhausted their last ounce of strength to rise again.

Just then, a footstep sounded from inside the underground hole.

Tap...tap...tap... The footsteps were very gentle, neither deliberately lightened nor deliberately emphasized, just like walking on the road normally.

But Gefle could hear the weakness in the footsteps.

A figure, against the backdrop of the silver tree light pouring down from the hole above, slowly walked into the edge of Gefulei's field of vision.

The light outlined the figure's silhouette; it wasn't tall, and even appeared somewhat frail.

He stopped right in front of Ge Fulei's line of sight, lowered his head slightly, and extended a hand to the person lying on the ground, greeting him as naturally as if he had bumped into an acquaintance on the street:

"Hello, my name is Xiling, and I am the current Silver King."

The Silver King... Xiling.

As he gazed at the man who called himself the Silver King, Gefuli's lips curled into a smile.

"Heh..." A low laugh rolled out from Ge Fulei's throat, carrying a sense of relief that the dust had settled.

"That's really true... We'll only meet when I'm so badly defeated that I'm lying on the ground, unable to even move a finger."

"Platton Sandks said that?" Xiling tilted her head slightly.

Who else could it be but it?

"Too"

After Xiling finished speaking, the huge hole fell silent.

Lying on the ground, Gefulei watched the light filtering through the holes from the silver tree slowly drift down. Finally, he spoke, breaking the silence.

"The Silver King... Xiling..."

"What...is your demand?"

"When you reunite the shattered borderlands, when you completely repair the crumbling Elden Ring... what path will you choose to lead the creatures of this land towards?"

"Want to hear my initial thoughts?" Xiling smiled.

“I’m all ears…” Ge Fulei’s gaze was fixed on him.

“Me?” Xiling raised her head, looking at the radiance above.

"At first... I just wanted to save people."

These words, spoken so calmly and matter-of-factly, stirred unprecedented waves in Ge Fulei's heart, like a stone thrown into stagnant water.

"I want to save them"

"Although it may sound arrogant... I want to save them. Those who are struggling, suffering, lost, and desperate in the broken war and the decaying laws."

"However, there are many ways to save people."

"I chose... the one that might be more troublesome."

"I just want to... light a lamp for them, to illuminate the path that might lead to hope."

"This is the origin of the Silver Law."

"As for the road ahead..."

Xiling looked at Gefulei and said, "Let people explore, choose, and develop on their own. That's about all I can do."

“…” Ge Fulei remained silent for a long time, his eyes churning with complex and indescribable emotions.

"is that so……"

"Is it just... a simple desire to save people?"

Xiling scratched her cheek. "After all, I'm a hero. If I see someone in need of help, I'll definitely try my best to lend a hand."

Geoffrey. I somewhat understand Plattenkes's statement that "it cannot be fully expressed in words."

When the other person said they wanted to save someone, even though their words were calm and they seemed a little embarrassed, their determination was no joke.

You guessed wrong.

That's completely wrong.

He's not an ambitious person.

He was not a benevolent ruler.

He was just a simple, kind-hearted guy with power, extending a helping hand to those in need—it was that simple.

Just then, a figure landed under the hole.

Gefle didn't even need to look.

That deep connection in the bloodline, that familiar aura etched into the soul... it's Mongot!

Montgomery had clearly seen his father lying on the ground, but instead of approaching immediately, he stopped a few steps away from Gofule.

He seemed somewhat uneasy and anxious.

Like a child afraid of making his father angry.

Just then, Ge Fulei, lying on the ground, spoke in an unprecedentedly gentle voice: "Come here..."

The voice echoed clearly in Montgomery's ears: "...Mongomery."

Hearing the shout, Montgomery trembled, but still took a step and walked to Gofule's side.

Griffith observed the unease on Montgomery's face and smiled. "My child, you've grown up and become very capable. I'm proud of you."

However, Montgomery, who was near Gofule, was horrified to discover that his father's body was glowing!

It was not the intense light of a golden blessing, but a soft, pure golden light that was peeling away and rising from his majestic body.

Gofulei is the faded one, the unblessed warrior, a man who is already dead.

However, he looked exactly like a soul that had died and returned to the Golden Tree.

No……"

Upon seeing this, Mengget panicked and instinctively wanted to ask Xiling for help. However, just as Mengget was about to reach out to Xiling...

A heavy, broad, yet strangely ethereal hand gently and firmly rested on the back of his massive hand, which was covered in calluses.

Mongot's body instantly stiffened like iron.

He turned his head stiffly and extremely slowly.

Ge Fulei looked at him, and without a word, his eyes said it all: there's no need to stop me, this is my destiny.

The Faded One had no blessings to begin with, but the moment he stepped onto the border, Marika's distant yet clear voice seemed to ring in his ears once more:

That was my final blessing for you.

Go...go and see the current border area.

He saw it.

That also satisfies the requirement.

Gefuli's body dissipated even faster, surrounded by dazzling golden particles.