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

"I'm really surprised." Reinhardt nodded honestly. "Based on what I know about you, you should be sound asleep in your room right now."

"Humph."

Hearing his words, Lance Shanks was neither annoyed nor angry. Instead, he gave him a charming look, embraced the towering mountains, looked at the distant sky lit by the sun, and said, "I want to sleep, but how can I sleep with such a big sun?"

Although her words were full of complaints, one could still see joy on her face.

Like Platton Shanks, she was delighted to see the sun return.

During this long and arduous period of time, the long-cherished wish of the ancient dragon clan was finally fulfilled.

Unfortunately, her brother Fulshanks could never see her again.

Thinking of this, Lance Shanks's eyes showed a little sadness, but when she looked at Reinhardt, she immediately took back the regret in her heart.

"Besides, I have guessed that you will definitely need my help." Lance Shanks winked at him, then waved her hand and walked in front like a big sister.

"Come, I will take you to find that damned beast priest. It must now pay back everything it owes."

As he spoke, Lance Shanks's golden dragon eyes flashed with ferocity.

Reinhardt said that he had never seen Lance Shanks so angry. The dragon thunder faintly jumping on his body seemed to want to tear everything apart, and it was full of violence and destruction.

Along the way, Lance Shanks told him everything she knew, saw and heard, and the two chatted.

Even the dragon-clad tree guard who was in charge of guarding the gate had his head smashed by her slap, and was pressed hard into the ground. As the steps shattered, the headless tree guard and his beloved horse fell into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.

It's clear that these dragon-clad tree guards chose the Hundred Aspects of Dragon and transformed themselves into dragons in order to fight against them, but in the end they were still so vulnerable...

After listening, Reinhardt expressed his understanding.

No wonder she was so angry.

Once upon a time, the beasts of the borderland were all subservient to the ancient dragons. However, since the decline of the ancient dragons and the emergence of the new messenger of the Supreme Will, Two Fingers, the beasts completely betrayed them.

With the help of the Two Fingers, the Golden God, and the Supreme Will, they not only occupied the floating city where they lived together - Fam Azra, but also gave it a nice name -

Shadow Beast.

Become a god or a watcher beside the gods.

Even the peaceful coexistence we have today is a last resort.

For the once powerful Golden Dynasty, the only option was surrender or destruction.

[Eternal Queen] Marika was not just talking. For example, the fire giants on the snowy mountains were destroyed by Marika herself.

The death of their clan's elder, the Great Ancient Dragon Gulansanks, and their defeat in the Ancient Dragon War are the best warnings.

Therefore, they could only accept this result silently, communicate with lowly humans, and develop their faith.

"So, Rhine, do you really not need me to go in with you?"

Standing in front of the broken door of the Beast Temple, Lance Shanks asked him again solemnly.

Judging from the look on her face, if he gave a slight nod now, Lance Shanks would rush into the temple recklessly and tear that damn shadow beast, Malicus, to pieces.

To be honest, he was quite interested in this kind of drama.

But he still refused.

"No, I can do it myself."

He didn't dare to gamble, nor could he gamble with Lance Shanks' life.

After all, Malicus's strength is obvious to all.

He once killed Queen Ye Se, snatched the Fated Death from her hands and sealed it. At that time, Malicus had the powerful force to kill gods.

And now, with the black sword that seals the destined death as a weapon, it must be even more powerful.

So, instead of letting the person who loves you die, it is better to take a gamble and risk everything you have.

Everyone is happy if they win, and they can go home and have children.

Losing...it's no big deal.

It's just a life, it's nothing compared to the people he loves.

"Okay enough, I'm off, Lance Shanks."

"I wish you good luck in martial arts."

Under the gaze of Lance Shanks, he slowly walked into the Beast Temple.

"Let us sing here, let us sing of the deeds that will be told for a thousand years:"

"Praise to the Fourth Henry (Vive Henri Quatre),"

"Vive co roi vaillant, the Holy King of Incomparable Bravery!"

"The devil will be driven away (Ce diable à quatre),"

"With the three talents (Qui est le triple talent):"

"—including drinking, private fighting, and chasing after beautiful girls (De boire et de battre, Et d'être un vert galant.)"

Reinhardt hummed the tune as he walked deeper into the temple. The sharp, hot tip of the knife fell to the ground, splashing sparks on the stone bricks.

But soon, he stopped and looked at everything that came into view in front of the temple.

Cracked support columns and broken ceilings are not uncommon in the huge Fam Azra.

What interested him was the statue in the deepest part.

The symbol of the Elden Ring was engraved on the wall, but unlike what he remembered, the Elden Ring was entangled by some kind of roots.

If I'm not mistaken, this mural depicts the era when the Furnace of Life and the Elden Ring merged.

In fact, he had guessed it long ago. It was true that the golden tree fell from the sky, but the golden tree's way of survival seemed to be parasitic, parasitic on the furnace of life.

The so-called furnace of life is not the big furnace as believed, but something similar to a tree root.

The answer to this question can be found in the Crucible Knight.

“All things begin with the great One, and from the One arise differences.

After the distinction was made, life was born and it also had a mind."

This was what he had read in an ancient book, and the existence of the insane fire was to negate this one and return everything to zero.

This denied one is most likely the melting pot of life.

Once upon a time, life was born in the melting pot, without distinction.

In addition to this, there is a statue below, where a girl is sitting cross-legged, surrounded by three wolves.

Although the girl's appearance was a little blurry, he could recognize her. It was Marika, who looked 80% similar to Torina.

This is probably her in her teenage years.

To be honest, he had never taken a close look at the decorations inside the broken temple. Every time he finished defeating Malicus, he would be teleported to the Gray City of Rodel.

This is the first time I have watched it so carefully.

But it is really interesting that there is a statue of the young girl Malika enshrined in the Beast Temple on Fam Azra.

"Maliks, I didn't expect you to be a sister complex. Are you so deeply in love with Malika?"

He turned his head to look at the intact ceiling behind him, and his slightly sarcastic voice echoed in the silent temple.

However, he did not receive any response.

There was only his voice, faintly echoing and spreading in the temple.

"You're not coming out? You bastard?" He taunted jokingly, "It doesn't matter. Since you want to hide... then go ahead. Wait until I tear this bastard shell apart, and see where you can hide!"

As the saying goes, "When your parents are still alive, you should not travel far away, and if you do travel, you must have a plan." Now that he has found my old nest, I don't believe that this guy will not show up even if I demolish my nest.

Thinking of this, he raised the ember-like Canhuo sword in his hand, ready to split the temple in one stroke.

But before it fell, there was a sudden movement in the temple.

"...I didn't expect you to actually come—"

A dull, hoarse voice suddenly rang out, and in the center of the hall, a few wisps of black and red mist appeared out of thin air, making it look like the air was burning.

From the burning black mist, a figure slowly emerged and crawled out.

The beast's gaze, reflected from beneath the pitch-black helmet, locked onto him, and he uttered his name in a deep voice:

"[Rebellious Sinner] Reinhardt."

258. [Black Sword] Malicus's Destined Death (7K)

He had a slender body, shiny black armor, and a hunched back, lying on the ground like a wild beast.

With such a posture and wielding black and red flames, its name is obvious.

"【Black Sword】Malicus."

Reinhardt seemed to have found his hunting target, and a defiant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You finally came out. I thought you were going to stay in hiding and not dare to see anyone."

However, his ridicule had no effect on Malicus. He did not relax his vigilance at all and remained in a crawling position, like a wild beast ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

"A rebellious sinner... who summoned an ancient ominous entity and cast the Golden Tree into oblivion, now seeks to release the destined death and meet the Elden Ring?!"

Malicus asked in a deep voice, to confirm his purpose.

However, Malicus's idea was completely exposed to Reinhardt, making him laugh.

"Destined death? No, I don't care about that kind of thing, and I don't want to release the destined death to open the golden tree's thorn of rejection and meet the so-called Elden Ring..."

"Now I am the King of Kalia. My mother-in-law, [Full Moon Queen] Renala, and my wife, [Moon Princess] Lani, have entrusted everything to me. My teacher, [Heretic Witch] Seren assists me in governing the Rhealukalia Magic Academy. I wish things like the Golden Tree and the Golden Dynasty would become history immediately."

"Could it be that... you still think I need that kind of thing?"

Malicus did not respond, but just stared at him closely, and one of his claws was already on the seal of his other hand.

He seemed to be covering up, but in fact he was preparing to draw out the black sword that carried the destined death and give him a fatal blow at any time.

Reinhardt also noticed this, but he didn't care. He didn't even care whether Malicus would answer his question. He just kept talking to himself:

"I have only two purposes for coming here this time. The first is to help the Ancient Dragon Clan take revenge on you."

"Secondly..." His voice suddenly paused, and a slight smirk appeared on his face. "I just wanted to talk to you briefly about the god you serve, and your beloved sister - Marika."

"..."

Malicus still did not respond, wary of his every move.

Really calm.

Seeing Malicus's actions, Reinhardt couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even Marika's name could not excite this shadow beast, as if its wildness had been tamed long ago.

But how long can this composure last? Let me give it a try...

For a moment, he felt like playing.

"Hey, Black Sword, it seems you really love Marika... Look, even this ancient temple has a statue of Marika from Girls' Generation enshrined in it."

He held a sharp blade and opened his arms to Malicus, like a symphony performer, full of desire to perform.

He moved his body slightly in the same pace as the wild beast.

"But how much do you know about Marika?"

Having said that, the beast's face hidden under the helmet finally showed a slight fluctuation.

Although it was difficult to detect, Reinhardt still captured it clearly. At that moment, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Malicus's eyes when he looked at him, but for some reason it was suppressed.

I'm afraid that even though this beast is in this floating city and its clone is in the Beast Temple in Galid, it knows everything about him.

Even information about him is extremely difficult to find out.

It seems that we need to add some more ingredients.

A great military strategist once said, "In the art of warfare, attacking the heart is better than attacking the city. Psychological warfare is better than physical warfare."

All he did was to break down Malicus's defenses.

Otherwise, this shadow beast with the power to kill gods would be very troublesome indeed.