Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 277 I am! A front-loading washing machine!

Despite the map's guidance, the lack of a compass and obvious markers made it difficult to locate the position marked by D in the complex terrain and rocky landscape.

Of course, there is an even more serious problem.

That is.
That old bastard D didn't tell Lu Mingfei what was actually at the marked location at all!
This caused Lu Mingfei to ride his horse back and forth along the edge of the huge pool and cliff many times before he finally managed to find his target behind a clump of bushes.

Portal.

Looking at the swirling magical energy within the portal's void, Lu Mingfei finally resolved many of his doubts.

So this is what an audience with the emperor is like.
Lu Mingfei calmly pondered.

The portal is not a two-way passage device.

It's more like it records the coordinates of a location and then teleports the user.

Based on current intelligence, it is highly likely that the other end of the portal is located in Galid, near Fam Bridge.

Whether there is danger or whether it will fall into the enemy's hands, no one can say for sure.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and checked his equipment one last time.

He reached out a hand and gently placed it into the blue vortex.

hum.

A peculiar spatial force instantly enveloped his entire body, followed by the familiar dizzying sensation.

If death is the thing he hates most in the Borderlands, then taking a portal would definitely be second.

Lu Mingfei felt as if he had been stuffed into a giant washing machine, being constantly twisted, stretched, and compressed.

It was only a moment, but it felt like an eternity.

Finally, just as Lu Mingfei was about to vomit into his helmet, all the discomfort disappeared.

A solid sensation came from the soles of his feet, and Lu Mingfei couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

The scene before my eyes has undergone earth-shattering changes.

It's not a cliff, but an ancient, rugged temple.

The two massive iron gates were tightly closed, and were engraved with intricate and beautiful patterns.

Amidst the intertwined tree trunks and branches, the ferocious and majestic heads of beasts stand proudly, and even though time has faded the paint on the gate, it does not diminish the mysterious elegance of these emblems.

Such a magnificent building is a unique sight in the border area, but Lu Mingfei had no interest in appreciating it at all.

An immense and terrifying pressure, so powerful it was heart-stopping, was surging towards him from behind like a tidal wave!

His internal "sensory" abilities were issuing alarms with unprecedented intensity, and a sharp sense of crisis was almost piercing his mind.

This enemy, which has yet to appear, is stronger than we can imagine!

Lu Mingfei's muscles tensed instantly, his golden eyes lit up, and almost without thinking, his right hand gripped the hilt of the greatsword on his back.

Cold sweat silently soaked his inner lining.

Lu Mingfei forcefully suppressed the churning in his stomach caused by the teleportation and turned around abruptly!
His golden eyes burned fiercely, locking onto the source of the oppressive aura.

It was a colossal presence that nearly filled the entire field of vision!

It stood silently, nearly ten meters tall, its entire body exhibiting a black, rocky texture, as if a demon statue from ancient mythology had come to life. Its massive body had rough and ferocious lines, and behind it were a pair of enormous, folded wings that looked like they were made of black stone, giving people a heavy and oppressive sense of pressure.

At each of its major joints—shoulders, elbows, and knees—are embedded metal rings that emit a dim golden light, like restraint rings that bind powerful people in movies, or connectors that piece together the parts of the giant stone statue, adding to the eeriness of this golem.

The weapon it carried on its back made Lu Mingfei's pupils shrink sharply.

It was an enormous bronze halberd! The halberd was even taller and thicker than Lu Mingfei himself, and the blade was covered with a layer of black substance, exuding an unsettling filth and ominous aura.

It resembled a meticulously crafted war puppet or ancient artifact used to protect this place, reminding Lu Mingfei of the Divine Tower of Nymgford and the golems of Moen City, whose energy levels were terrifying.

What the hell is this thing?! That bastard D never said we'd be facing a monster like this!

Alarm bells rang in Lu Mingfei's mind, and the instincts he had developed from years of walking on the edge of life and death instantly put him into combat mode.

He slowly lowered his center of gravity, gripped the two swords in his hands, and the power of the storm began to gather around him.

Against an opponent of this size, any rash attack would be tantamount to suicide.

He had to observe and look for flaws.

However, in just a few moments, Lu Mingfei quickly came to a conclusion.

Can't beat it.

His feat of killing two demigods did not make him arrogant in the slightest; on the contrary, he had an exceptionally clear understanding of his own strength.

Hunting "Leg-Splitter" Grek, relying on the powerful reinforcements of two external forces within his body and the combat experience gained from nearly a hundred deaths, he managed to grind that battle into victory—a Pyrrhic victory built on countless "lives."

The situation is even more unique when facing General "Shattered Star" Rataen.

It was a tragic siege that brought together several heroes, and the glory was won only after almost the entire force was wiped out.

Moreover, General Ratahn at that time had already been corrupted by the crimson decay to the point of losing his mind, and was fighting against madness and decay alone in the endless sea of ​​sand. His peak strength was probably less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

Rather than saying they defeated a demigod at his peak, it was more like they were holding a final farewell ceremony for a monument on the verge of collapse.

Lu Mingfei knew perfectly well that with his current combat strength, he could easily deal with the likes of the Night Cavalry and Knight Commander Grek, and could even hold his own against heroes, but it was hard to say what would happen if he went beyond that.

It's not just a difference in strength and skill, but a chasm in the level of life itself.

Moreover, in border areas, being large is an absolute advantage!

Look at this giant axe; a mere graze will injure you, a single touch will kill you.

Faced with such an enemy, Lu Mingfei might be able to find countless openings for attack with his agility, but his margin for error is infinitely close to zero.

If he makes even one misjudgment and fails to dodge that devastating attack, his fate is sealed.

It was instantly sliced ​​apart, or even crushed.

Lu Mingfei's muscles were taut, like a fully drawn bowstring, but the expected violent attack was delayed.

The enormous golem remained standing silently, its gaze vacant as it stared ahead, unresponsive to the sound of his sword being drawn or his guarded posture, as if it were truly just a finely crafted statue.

What's wrong? Did it not start? Or...?

Lu Mingfei was filled with doubts. He dared not be careless in the slightest and cautiously moved forward a few steps, his senses locking onto the enemy.

However, the opponent remained completely still, and there was no sign of energy flowing through the dim golden rings at the joints.

(End of this chapter)