Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 207 Battle Festival - King Meets King

Ratahn's offensive suddenly changed.

The colossal body was lifted into the air by gravity magic, and then began to spin wildly at an alarming speed.

The two giant rock blades then transformed into two devastating storms, tearing through the air and emitting piercing shrieks!

Gravity Spin Thrust!

The violent spiral force field slammed into the heroes' lines!

In a mere instant, the desperately held-up defenses crumbled.

Terragus's giant hammer slipped from his grasp, and his massive body was violently thrown over like a kite with a broken string; Blazer and "Old Man" were involuntarily swept backward; Jellian's tiger's mouth burst open, and his flame-shaped greatsword almost flew out completely.

Utter defeat can happen in an instant.

Lu Mingfei struggled to get up from the sand. His breastplate and gauntlets were completely destroyed, and his helmet was also missing. His forehead was pierced by a sharp rock, and his face was covered in blood.

The two greatswords of the lost knights were released from their hands; one was stuck diagonally in the ground not far away, while the other was buried under the yellow sand.

His ribs burned, and even breathing was torture. His brain was buzzing, as if someone was running a cement mixer inside.

What a joke.

Such an enemy, such an enemy.
Is it really something that can be defeated by human power?
The successful challenge to Greck gave Lu Mingfei a misconception, a misunderstanding of the concept of "demigods".

True demigods are on a completely different dimension from ordinary faded beings!
It's no exaggeration to say that the current lineup challenging Ratahn is far more impressive than the one that faced Grik on the day of the battle, in terms of strength, numbers, equipment, and supplies.
So far, Lu Mingfei has not seen any possibility of victory.

No, it's not impossible.

he thinks.

"Senior Teragos."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and shouted to the soldiers who were still barely standing on the field.

The battle-hardened Faded One was indeed extraordinary; even battered and bruised, Teragos still tried to move forward, leaning on his giant hammer. Hearing the call, he laboriously turned his head to the side.

“If in a moment… you call my name and I don’t respond,” Lu Mingfei’s voice was unusually calm, “then it means I’ve completely lost control.”

He paused and said word by word:

"When that time comes, do not hesitate to cut off my head."

Terragus' pupils suddenly contracted:

What are you going to do—”

Lu Mingfei grinned, letting out an almost maniacal laugh:
"What else can we do? Naturally, we'll... 'fuck him'."

He suddenly remembered an animation he had watched a long time ago, in which robots and beasts, in dire straits, shouted "Damn it, it's going to explode!" and resolutely activated their "backup hidden energy" to perish together with the enemy.

Now, he's going to "fuck" Rataen.

At that moment, he finally understood everything.

In this dog-eat-dog world, only strength matters. Without that strength, he wouldn't even have the right to perish with his enemy; he would only remain a powerless loser.

and so--

Bloodlust! Fourth degree... even beyond the limit!
Before Teragos's astonished eyes, the black-haired young man before him underwent a dramatic transformation.

The scales that were originally scattered on his cheeks spread rapidly, and in an instant, his entire face was completely covered by jet-black dragon scales, completely erasing his original human appearance. Hard scales grew wildly from his torso to his limbs, and he ruthlessly removed his armor, letting the sharp keratin grow and pierce through his clothes underneath.

These newly formed bone spurs grew wildly, twisting and deforming, forming a grotesque protective structure at his shoulders, elbows, and knees.

His back was abnormally arched and twisted, as if something was desperately trying to break free from his body.

With a tearing sound, several pale white bone spikes suddenly pierced through the flesh, exposing blood to the air. Immediately afterwards, a pair of incomplete dragon wing skeletons unfolded with a roar. Although not yet fully formed, the stark white skeletal structure and the emerging membranes were already beyond human comprehension.

His eyes had completely transformed into vertical pupils of molten gold, within which churned a fierce struggle between humanity and draconic nature. At times, a familiar glimmer of rationality would flash, at other times, he would be completely consumed by beastly savagery.

A surge of power coursed through his veins like boiling magma, bringing an unprecedented sense of strength, yet accompanied by extreme pain that tore at his reason. He let out a roar that was neither human nor dragon-like, a sound filled with struggle and agony, yet also containing destructive power.

Lu Mingfei's "personality" gradually faded away under hypnosis, while the long-dormant "Dragon Personality" awakened completely in an unprecedented manner, beginning to demonstrate its absolute existence.

This will, majestic and violent, carrying chaos and disorder, attempted to completely dominate this body.

However, at this moment, the dragon wills that he had devoured and suppressed deep in his soul through the Dragon Feast Ritual were also stirring up and launching a frenzied counterattack against the newly born "Dragon Rank" that was trying to rule!
His sea of ​​consciousness instantly transformed into the most brutal battlefield.

The dragon's sovereignty and the dragon's lingering resentment tear at and devour each other, both vying to become the sole king of this body.

tick~
A warm and pure golden light, like ripples, suddenly emanated from the depths of his chest.

The emblem of the golden tree appeared at the feet of the half-human, half-dragon monster, and the power of order gently dispelled the rage in his mind.

It is Melina's Golden Law.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a murmur, like a sigh or a blessing, ringing in his ears and calming the boiling murderous intent and chaos.

"Go."

she says.

The power of the Golden Law, though sacred and gentle, is by no means weak. It represents the power that has ruled the borderlands for countless years; it is absolute order.

With the intervention of an external order, the originally irreconcilable and mutually tearing wills were forcibly incorporated into a delicate and dangerous balance.

The newly born "Dragon" restrained its ambition to devour everything and no longer tried to take the lead; the will of those dragons, though still roaring, was also restrained and soothed under the radiance of this law.

This is a dynamic equilibrium that feels like walking on thin ice.

In his molten gold vertical pupils, the violence slowly faded, and Lu Mingfei's rationality shone brightly once more.

He slowly lowered his head and spoke in a human tone, more like a dragon's hiss, as he whispered:
"Thanks……"

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head.

The blazing golden eyes, like two great suns, pierced through the swirling dust and landed at the center of destruction.

General Shattered Star, Rataen.

At this moment, half of his body was covered with ferocious dragon scales, with jagged bone spikes, and his tattered dragon wings spread out behind him, with a dangerous and powerful force surging around him.

In the distance, there was a demigod, shrouded in purple magic, who appeared as if a demon god had descended to earth.

The two are facing each other from afar.

This is what is meant by "the king meets the king."

(End of this chapter)