Elden Ring, building a legion of ashes

Chapter 133 Neferior Bathed in Blood

"We're doomed! We're doomed!"

"The city gates have been breached!"

A knight named Grek, who was clearly a minor leader, panicked as he watched the massive troll horde file into the city gates.

He could barely hold the spear in his hand.

Although those mountain demons were once slaves whom they arbitrarily oppressed and even used as laborers.

But once he broke free of his shackles and became enraged, the enormous difference in size still instilled a sense of instinctive fear in the knight and the soldiers behind him.

Especially the golden greatswords wielded by those mountain demons; with a single strike, they could truly smash fully armed soldiers, armor and all, into a bloody pulp.

"What's the panic?! What's the panic?!"

"Only the main gate was breached, not the inner city!"

A crisp "snap" sound.

The thin military commander slapped the knight Grek's helmet hard, then shook his hand, wincing in pain.

"As long as Lord Grek is here, we're invincible!"

The commander looked down at the chaotic battle below with a sinister gaze.

"What's more, we also have those esteemed noble patricians who can extend limbs."

"Do you think they were given those limbs for nothing?"

The voice just fell.

"Whoa!!"

"Eee-yaaaaaah!!"

From the shadowy corners of Stoneville, a series of chilling, shrill screams, like the cries of infants, suddenly emanated.

These sounds exploded throughout the empty inner corridors, rising and falling, sending chills down one's spine.

Then, from the windows of those towering towers, the depths of the dark archways, and even the vertical facades of the city walls.

One after another, deformed golden figures, like giant spiders, crawled frantically down using both hands and feet.

Those were more than twenty descendants of noble families who had their limbs extended.

They were draped in gorgeous but stained silk cloaks, and their bulky bodies were grafted with countless pale, twisted arms.

They each gripped a gleaming ceremonial straight sword and a golden shield engraved with beast totems.

I don't know if it's because they have so many limbs attached to their bodies, but they are incredibly fast.

Compared to beasts that act solely on instinct, these descendants of limb-splitting nobles, mutated from humans, have retained an extremely high level of intelligence.

They precisely searched for targets on the chaotic battlefield.

Soon, these guys spotted the faded ones mixed in with the soldiers, those with colorless eyes.

A descendant of a nobleman with limbs let out a piercing laugh, and dozens of arms simultaneously brandished longswords, like a swirling storm of blades, instantly crashing into the city's garrison's defensive line.

Upon seeing these noblemen, the guards were terrified and scattered in all directions.

The monster, however, had its sights firmly set on one of the lurking Faded Ones.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the air, emitting a piercing whistle.

The faded one didn't even see the enemy's movements before his body was instantly reduced to pieces amidst the crisscrossing sword flashes.

Blood splattered onto the pale, baby-like face of the descendant of the aristocratic family who had undergone limb amputation.

It stretched out its long, twisted tongue, greedily licking the blood from its mouth, then exerted its strength again, charging towards its next target.

Just when the battlefield was about to be dominated by these monsters.

A wild, furious roar exploded like thunder in the crowd.

"To desecrate life to this extent—"

"Greek, you deserve to die!!"

Neferi, the female warrior from the wilderness, leaped down from the high platform on the flank.

She gripped the two iconic eagle-patterned battle axes tightly in both hands, facing a descendant of a nobleman with limbs charging towards her, without flinching in the slightest.

She was clearly just a young girl, yet she acted like an enraged female leopard, charging headlong into the dense rain of swords.

Combat Technique - Lightning Storm!

"BOOM—!!"

Golden lightning and raging winds erupted from Neferi's twin axes.

As she exerted force from her waist and abdomen, her entire body spun rapidly, transforming into a golden whirlwind of lightning.

Ignoring the chaotic and disorderly hacking of the descendant of the aristocratic family who had undergone limb extension, she swung her double axes down with the force of thunder.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

The golden shield with animal patterns that the descendant of the aristocratic family had hastily raised shattered instantly.

Then, its bloated body, covered with arms, was immediately exposed to Neferi's wildly swirling axes.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

With a series of muffled thuds as flesh was slicing apart, those gruesome limbs were chopped off one after another, like harvested weeds, and tossed into the air.

"Don't be afraid! Charge with me!"

Neferi wiped the blood splattered on her face, raised her double axes, and roared at the reinforcements pouring in through the main gate.

Without a moment's rest, she charged forward once again like a war goddess.

The female warrior's agile figure and formidable combat power immediately attracted the attention of Kenneth Hyde, who was originally commanding the black-robed warriors and the demi-human legion from the rear.

He stared intently at the girl who possessed considerable combat power, his eyes gleaming with golden light, and even his breathing became somewhat rapid.

"This guy—he has the aura of a king!"

Kenneth Hyde watched Neferi Lou's retreating figure and muttered to himself.

Then he shouted and brandished the holy mark in his hand.

"Everyone, charge after that female warrior!!"

Just then, a bloodthirsty Grek soldier rushed out from the side, brandishing his longsword and slashing straight at the seemingly frail Kenneth Hyde.

The latter, however, remained completely unfazed.

The holy sign in his hand flashed suddenly, and he rapidly recited a prayer.

A golden shockwave suddenly erupted forward.

"Bang!"

The soldier who launched the sneak attack seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and was violently thrown back, crashing heavily to the ground.

Then, several black-robed armored soldiers rushed forward and hacked him to pieces with their swords.

On the other side of the battlefield, Xia Tong brandished his newly enhanced hound fangs and charged straight at a lone descendant of a noble family with limb extensions.

The monster had obviously spotted him too, and its dozens of legs crawled rapidly on the ground as it charged toward the side.

Its four ceremonial straight swords were wielded so tightly that they blocked all of Xia Tong's escape routes.

Xia Tong's eyes turned cold, and she instantly channeled her mental energy into the weapon in her hand.

Combat Technique - Hound Sword Technique!

Just as the edge of the ceremonial straight sword was about to touch the hem of Xia Tong's clothes.

Xia Tong's figure instantly transformed into a fleeting afterimage, teleporting backward at an extremely elegant yet bizarre angle.

"Clang!"

The descendant of the aristocratic family, who had been given the limb extension, struck empty air with a heavy blow, which landed heavily on the stone slab, sending up a string of dazzling sparks.

Before the monster could react...

Xia Tong's retreating afterimage instantly solidified.

Using the momentum from the hound's fangs, he lunged forward.

The long fang in his hand drew a chilling, menacing line through the air!

"Pfft—"

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After being enhanced by Master Xiugu, the Hound's Fangs' blade became several times sharper than before.

Before the descendant of the aristocratic family could even react, five or six grafted arms were severed at the root and fell off his body.

The filthy blood gushed out violently like a fountain.

However, the limb-splitting noble descendant that Xia Tong faced was clearly stronger than the one Neferi had encountered.

It let out a shriek of "Eee-ah-ah!" and then raised the ceremonial straight sword in its hand high.

The remaining dozens of arms trembled violently, as if brewing something.

"Buzz"

The air began to vibrate violently.

The originally dull blade was instantly enveloped in a layer of golden light.

These golden lights, which were originally sacred and similar to those of the Golden Tree, appeared extremely blasphemous and ironic in the hands of these blood-stained, twisted monsters.

"Watch out for its blade!"

Neferi, who was in the distance, noticed the strange situation and shouted a warning.

"That's the prayer of the Golden Clan!"

As the sword was enchanted, the aura of the descendant of the aristocratic family surged, and he charged towards Xia Tong in an instant.

However, at that moment, a violent mountain demon suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Relying on its thick hide, it swung a huge iron club and smashed it down on the monster.

"Whoosh!"

The golden blade in the hand of the descendant of the aristocratic family left a trail of afterimages as it slashed directly at the mountain demon's thick, tree-trunk-like calf.

"Sizzle"

The enchanted blade was terrifyingly sharp, instantly slicing open a huge wound on the mountain demon's originally thick and tough skin, deep enough to expose the bone.

A burnt smell immediately emanated from the wound.

"roar!!"

The mountain demon let out a painful howl, and its massive body collapsed to its knees in agony.

The noble descendant with the extended limb leaped high like a giant flea, his longsword aimed directly at the giant's nape.

Xia Tong immediately squatted down slightly, then suddenly leaped up.

With the support of his mental power, he felt as if he had become one with the hunting dog, Longtooth, in his hand, transforming into a lion pouncing on its prey.

Combat Technique - Lion Slash!

"Swish"

Compared to the original Lion Greatsword's heavy weight, the Hound's Fang now appears incredibly sharp.

Xia Tong tumbled through the air, using the force of her fall to deliver a powerful sword strike to the limb-splitting noble descendant in mid-air.

The latter's massive and bulky body was easily sliced ​​open by this attack, like butter meeting a hot knife.

"Pfft!"

Blood gushed out.

The descendant of the aristocratic family who had his limbs extended was almost cleaved in two by Xia Tong's Lion Slash.

"Bang!"

The monster's mangled body fell heavily to the ground, still twitching as it tried to get up.

Xia Tong gave it no chance to catch its breath.

He pulled out the demi-human queen's scepter from behind him, and the tip of the scepter shone brightly.

"Giant Gorilla Stone!"

A massive, cannonball-sized pyroxene hurtled out and slammed into the ugly head of the descendant of the limb-splitting noble.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The monster's distorted face exploded like a rotten watermelon, its brains splattering everywhere.

The cobbled-together body finally stopped convulsing and remained motionless.

"This guy—he really does know magic."

Watching Xia Tong's fluid combo from afar, especially the precise final strike of the Radiant Stone Great Magic Gravel, Nepheli murmured thoughtfully.

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