People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

He didn't understand when he was exposed.

This matter can be said to be his biggest secret. As the son of evil omen, he could not inherit the throne of the Golden Dynasty, so in order to hide it, he put on a thick cloak and tried his best to hide it all.

In order to demonstrate his own strength and skills, he differentiated into the incarnation of [Evil Demon] Markit to constantly hunt down the Faded Ones and resist foreign enemies.

It can be said that apart from his close confidants, the group of Night Riders, basically no one knows his true identity.

The man in front of him actually revealed his identity in one sentence. He really wanted to know how the other party knew all this.

At the same time, a strong murderous intent also emerged in his heart——

This secret must never be known to anyone else, so this man must die!

Markit suddenly increased his strength again, trying to break through his shield defense.

However, he was shocked to find that he could not advance even a little bit no matter what.

"Master, let me help you!"

Along with a childish voice, a torrent of venom followed.

Seeing this, Markit quickly dodged, and the ground suddenly made a sizzling sound, and the ground there had been completely corroded by the venom.

"Ouch... got dodged."

Krala made a frustrated sound, and was immediately patted on the head by Reinhardt. "It's okay, this is enough."

"Woo..."

“…”

Markit looked at the ground corroded by venom, and then looked at the two people who were interacting.

He originally thought that it was a pet adopted by Reinhardt or something, and that the soul jellyfish was docile in nature and would not initiate an attack under normal circumstances.

But now it seems that is not the case.

Those were the ashes summoned by Reinhardt.

Just as he was stunned, a flash of red light suddenly illuminated Markit's hideous face.

A crawling dragon-shaped totem suddenly appeared, and red thunder gradually condensed towards the palm of his hand, forming a huge red lightning sword.

"...the ancient dragon's thunder."

Markit recognized the lightning blade in Reinhardt's hand at a glance, and immediately jumped further back.

Lance Shanks's Thunder Blade!

Reinhardt suddenly swept the dragon thunder in his hand forward.

--boom!

Deafening thunderstorms filled the sky.

"You're really quick, Mr. Omen."

Looking at the land scorched by thunder and then at the ominous demon jumping away in the distance, Reinhardt couldn't help but admire.

"Vile fader..."

The affected wound made Marketeer gasp.

Although he dodged the dragon thunder at the critical moment, he was still affected by the powerful aftermath.

Most of the tattered cloak was burned, and the area from the left hand to the entire shoulder and then to the chest was burned black by lightning.

It was also thanks to the tenacious vitality that the Furnace Hundred Aspects brought to him, otherwise an ordinary person would have died after being scratched like this.

However, what he didn't expect was that the woman Lance Shanks actually taught this man this kind of prayer...

"mean?"

Reinhardt looked at Market with a strange look in his eyes.

To be honest, who can be more despicable than you, an old immortal demigod?

You make fake moves to fool people, stab them when they are not prepared, and even follow them up with a hammer. Aren't these all things you do?

Is it despicable to hit you with the Dragon Sword now?

Do you have to have such double standards as a human being?

"Since you think I'm despicable, then I'll be despicable for you to see!"

The moment he finished speaking, Reinhardt stomped the ground hard, and the earth suddenly shattered, and he had already rushed towards Market.

"Hmph, sharp teeth and sharp mouth."

Seeing Reinhardt approaching quickly, Market also moved.

"—Die, you who are manipulated by the fire of ambition. Count yourself honored to die at the hands of the Blessed King Mungot!"

Anxious, Teacher Evil Omen...Oh no, Mungott is anxious.

He even stopped hiding his identity and launched attacks using his real name.

The moment he rushed into her arms, Markit jumped high with the wooden staff, and a golden hammer condensed in her hand again, falling down as fast as a meteor.

thump—

A deafening roar suddenly sounded in the canyon.

The ground beneath his feet was torn apart, leaving behind hideous cracks, but even so, the giant hammer was blocked by the shield condensed in his left hand.

"Humph!"

Markit seemed to have anticipated this. She raised her cane with her backhand and stabbed Reinhardt's neck with the tip.

During the war, Markit resisted countless attacks and killed countless enemies.

Who knows how many heroic souls are entangled under his cane.

But the moves that were once invincible have now lost their former power.

The moment he stabbed down, the tip of the cane was firmly grasped by Reinhardt's right hand, as if it had merged with him. No matter how hard Markit tried, he could not move forward even a little bit.

"Is that all? Mr. Evil Omen."

"..."

Markit's eyes fixed, and his body suddenly turned. His huge and slender tail swept towards him, and the lump on the tip of the tail whistled like a meteor hammer, breaking through the wind.

Snapped--

Just like the cane, Markit's huge tail was also firmly grasped by him and tucked under his armpit, unable to move.

Then, Reinhardt imitated Markit's movements and began to spin rapidly on the ground.

Since you like to spin in circles, I will let you spin as much as you want!

He was spinning faster and faster, and only afterimages could be seen.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out from the afterimage and instantly hit the stone wall beside the tunnel leading to the bridge. It was embedded in it like a mural and then slowly fell down.

The falling debris buried half of his body.

"cough--"

Markit, trying to crawl out of the rubble, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the soil and rubble on the ground red.

He covered his chest with one hand, supported his body with a cane with the other hand, and knelt on one knee.

At this moment, the evil demon no longer had the vigor and vitality he had before. His messy white hair fell down, blocking his old face. Many of the twisted and hard horns on his face were broken, and the flowing blood gradually soaked his chest.

It looked so miserable.

It can be said that this is the first time that he has suffered such a terrible defeat since his debut under the pseudonym [Evil Omen Demon] Markit.

"Oh, you still want to struggle? Haven't you understood the gap between you and me, Mr. Mungert?"

"Don't be so arrogant... you little brat... you evil omen demon will not fall like this."

"Really? I'm also tired of playing..."

Reinhardt suddenly put away his frivolous expression and said, "It's noon. It's time to get going, Mungert."

His eyes were filled with coldness and his face was serious, without even a hint of laughter.

At the same time, the solar power in his body began to churn under his control, and a red-orange long sword gradually condensed in his right hand.

The blade was long and slender, just like the artificial knife that Marennia had used before, and the power of the sun condensed on it was almost overflowing.

"..."

Markit looked gloomily at Reinhardt, who was walking towards her step by step with flames wrapped around his body, with a gloomy look in her eyes.

"...an unknown rebel..."

Suddenly, there was a change in the evil omen demon ghost.

The enormous golden power surged and churned in Markit's body. The overflowing power almost condensed into substance, like mercury spilling on the ground, and as sticky as a swamp, with surging waves.

"...How dare you attempt to lay your hands on the Elden Ring..."

At this point, the scars on the evil demon's body gradually healed with the emergence of golden power, and the cane also changed. The power of gold gradually wrapped around it, but it seemed to be contaminated.

A dirty black color emerged from it.

"...I bless the king, Monggot will never allow it!"

bang——

The figure of the evil demon suddenly disappeared from the spot, and its huge feet stomped on the ground, rushing towards it at a speed even faster than before.

At the same time, the golden power that permeated the evil demon's body gradually condensed into long swords, attacking him like a five-star good citizen Jin Shanshan opening a treasure trove.

"...Monggot, you are too arrogant."

Facing the attack of the evil demon, Reinhardt calmly raised his sword.

As a Confucian, we naturally have to follow the teachings of the great Confucius.

Confucius once said: "A gentleman who is not serious is not powerful."

Since the other party still maintains the arrogance of a demigod in the face of a strong man, then he naturally has to show some real ability.

Immediately, Reinhardt stepped lightly on the ground and rushed towards Market as well.

However, compared to the violent evil omen demon, his movements were more gentle, like a graceful dancer.

He stepped lightly on the ground with one foot, jumped slightly into the air, and swung the blade in his hand, leaving traces of flames in the air.

Shoot down the countless attacking golden swords one by one.

Every time the sword slashed, the golden sword that collided with it would collapse and turn into sparkling golden dots that floated in the air.

As elegant as a butterfly, as elegant as a water bird, but yet fierce.

The soft humming sound made by the blade cutting through the air kept flowing and echoing, then gradually dissipated.

"The twins blessed by heaven, Marenia's swordsmanship..."

The ominous demon recognized the sword technique he used.

Yes, it was the Water Bird Flurry used by Malenia. He had watched it many times during the Broken War, so he also learned a little bit about it.

He just copied it.

But Markit, or Mungert, seemed to have misunderstood something, and anger flashed in his eyes as he rushed over quickly.

When he shattered the last golden sword, the staff wrapped in golden power suddenly whistled towards him.

"Master, leave it to me!"

Kurara's voice sounded again, and the overwhelming venom still followed.

This time, the evil demon could no longer dodge and was directly soaked by the venom. The cloak on his body was completely corroded by the venom in an instant.

However, thanks to the power of gold protecting his body, he was not corroded by the venom.

"...Damn soul jellyfish..."

"Where are you looking?"

In the moment when he was distracted, Reinhardt's voice quietly echoed in his ears.