Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 90 Your Fingertips and My Fingerpoints
"It's so beautiful."

He stared blankly into the distance.

The magnificent city was half-hidden in the clouds. The gray-brown castle seemed to be rooted in the cliff, with its jagged towers piercing the low-hanging clouds and standing tall and irregular.

Above the giant city stands a golden tree that seems to reach the sky.

It occupies half of the sky in the field of vision, hanging there, its huge canopy seemingly flowing with endless soft light.

The city of Stoneville, like a worn-out crown, stands atop the vast land of Nymgford. It is shrouded in the lingering power of an ancient storm; the aura emanating from the heavens has not died, but its former ferocity has long since dissipated, like a thin veil of wind swirling and lingering around the massive city.

The wind blew through the gaps in his helmet, brushing against his face like a sigh.

Don't be too impatient.

His master's slightly worried admonition rang in his ears.

Lu Mingfei felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest. He had no other choice.

The situation in reality has reached a point of no return. If things continue like this, one day even the plea "don't die" will not be able to save Chu Zihang's life. There is also the filth hidden deep within the secret party, the shadow lurking behind him, and that unknown devil. He only has three-quarters of his life left.
All the shackles combined into a brute force, propelling him forward.

He took a deep breath, the air filling his lungs with the chill of the tower's summit.

Come on, no matter what lies ahead, whether it be a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, a god or a demon, at this moment, he can only grip his sword tightly, take a step forward, and shatter all the demons and monsters that dare to block his way!

Lu Mingfei turned his gaze from the surging sea of ​​clouds to the center of the tower.

Above the stone platform floated Grek's Great Rune, a fragment of the "Center of Gravity Ring," its gray color suggesting that its power had been eroded.

Behind the stone platform, two tall, drooping fingers came into view, lifeless. Their withered, cracked skin resembled parched earth.

"This is the Two-Finger Technique? Guiding the will of King Cheng?"

A sense of inexplicable absurdity welled up in Lu Mingfei's mind.

He had imagined countless forms of this messenger of supreme will, and the idea of ​​"two fingers" had even flashed through his mind. But seeing the true face of this messenger conveying supreme will, he still couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

"This...is it really a 'yes'?"

His gaze swept over the coarse, curled hair on his fingers, and his lips twitched slightly.
"It's curved... and even... hairy?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the enormous but lifeless two fingers of the "Y" sign, and then at the dim, lightless phantom of the Great Rune of Grik's "center of gravity" floating on the stone platform. The agonizing anxiety in his heart rose again.

Regardless of what this thing called "two fingers" looks like, or whether it's dead or alive, it's none of his business.

Melina said that as long as you come to the Tower of Divine Gifts, you can activate the Great Rune!

"This is it!"

He muttered something, and almost impatiently reached out and pressed his hand down on the illusory, stone-carved rune-like phantom.

The feeling upon first handling it was completely unexpected; it was a kind of emptiness.

The rune seemed to be just a realistic projection; his fingers passed right through it without any resistance, without feeling any feedback of power or the expected surge of law.

Nothing happened.

He exerted a little force, trying to "grasp" the illusory symbol more firmly, even attempting to stimulate it with the mixture of dragon's bounty, storm, and rune essence. But like a clay ox sinking into the sea, the phantom of the Great Rune remained motionless and lifeless.

On the contrary, the several forces within his body that were already restless were caused to collide even more chaotically by this "press," and the rejection and burning sensation brought by the Great Rune body embedded near his heart became clearer, as if silently mocking his futility.

"Damn it... what's going on?!" Lu Mingfei was furious, but also felt a sense of bewilderment and disappointment.

"How do you even use this piece of junk?"

However, he had absolutely no clue what to do.

Your mind is too troubled.

A calm, ethereal female voice rang out, like melting snow from a mountaintop turning into a drop of icy water.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously turned his head.

Countless familiar golden specks of light were swirling and intertwining, solidifying into a familiar figure draped in a gray-brown cloak.

Melina stood amidst the swirling clouds, their eyes meeting silently.

She raised her hand, her fingertips gently touching the lifeless, phantom of the Great Rune on the altar. Where her fingertips passed, faint ripples spread through the air, like pebbles thrown into water, only to be swallowed up by the boundless silence.

"Chaos is not the essence of the law."

“Greek’s Great Rune refuses to respond to brute force…it cannot sense the order within you.”

She took a step forward, as if standing on the edge of Lu Mingfei's soul, her left hand lightly pressed against her heart:
"The dragon's power is tearing at the storm, your blood is burning the runes—"

Lu Mingfei listened blankly, and Melina's comforting voice calmed him down a bit, but he was still completely confused:

"Then what should I do?"

Melina remained silent for a few moments, her expression obscured by her hood.

Then, without warning, she raised her right hand again and gently grasped Lu Mingfei's wrist.

Lu Mingfei instinctively shrank back, but after a moment's hesitation, he let her do as she pleased.

The girl's former physical body had long since vanished without a trace; what was touching him now was a hand formed from pure spiritual energy.

But the touch wasn't cold; instead, it brought a comforting warmth.

“They obscure your senses and sever your connection with the law.”

Her voice was slightly low and soft, like a whisper:
"The Golden Law is the cornerstone of the Elden Ring rules. It is omnipresent, but only when your heart is a clear mirror can you see the form of the law, and only then will that illusory door... open for you."

Melina guided him, leading Lu Mingfei to place his hand on the dim, illusory image of the Great Rune. A calm, warm power emanated from his wrist and slowly flowed into his pulse.

The agitation in Lu Mingfei's heart miraculously subsided. The several unruly forces within him—the rage of dragon blood, the surging of the storm, and even the turbulence of the rune's essence—gained direction for the first time under her guidance.

They stopped tearing at each other and colliding, and instead slowly followed Melina's guidance, converging towards the palm pressing on the phantom of the Great Rune.

hum-

A resonance originating from the level of rules.

The dark fragments of the "center of gravity" ring suddenly lit up as if they had been infused with life!

A dazzling golden light burst forth from within the phantom, almost blinding Lu Mingfei. The golden light pierced through the clouds atop the Divine Tower, as if a miniature sun had been born in the palm of his hand.

The intricate runes on the stone carvings came to life, flowing in the light and exuding a grand and majestic aura.

(End of this chapter)