Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 125 Judgment
Luo Luo looked down at his black and sharp claws, was startled for a moment, and then exhaled a long breath with a foul smell.

In order to gain an absolutely overwhelming advantage in the face of the three of Carlisle, the forbidden medicine he took for the second time was far more dangerous than the first time, those fragrant medicines refined by the blood of hundreds of evil omens The essence has completely changed his body structure, and at the same time endowed him with incomparable magic power.

Correspondingly, he can no longer return to the body of an ordinary person. Only by forcibly suppressing it with other fragrant medicines can he suppress the distortion and restore his human form in a short period of time, but for more than [-]% of the rest of his life, he has to use this form The Sons of Omen lives on in a more odious form.

There are less than 48 hours left before the end of the festival, and he must find the hiding place of the Duoris team during this time, and completely kill this possibility before the opponent uses those mountain monsters to turn the tables.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, but quickly rushed into the darkness, and rushed in the direction of the fourteenth district.

Since there were already two seriously injured among the group, the secret vault belonging to Duke Duoris was the most likely place for them to go now.

While running wildly, the cold and damp underground air turned into a gust of wind and blew past Rollo's skin. There were sounds of running animals from the empty tunnels and culverts around him, but all the movements were without exception. Crazy stay away from him.

Those underground creatures that have hunted and killed each other with the Sons of Omen all the year round have already developed their keen perception. The momentum that Rollo exudes at this moment is as unstoppable as a violent torrent. The monitor lizards avoided it, and even some ice-field trolls who had not been manipulated by the holy flame emblem subconsciously stayed away from this extremely dangerous object.

In less than 10 minutes, he arrived at the Central Tunnel of the [-]th District adjacent to the [-]th District. Rollo had already memorized the nearby map. As long as he passed through this large closed waterway with a length of [-] kilometers, he could quickly approach it. An underground secret vault.

So he continued to speed up his feet, preparing to catch Duoris' people by surprise before they could deal with their injuries. I don't know if taking the banned drug for the second time further distorted his human nature. At this moment, he even fantasized about The pleasure of tearing apart the enemy's body with the ominous machete, bathed in blood.

Those tyrannical and bloodthirsty fantasies wrapped him like layers of light red veils. Just as he was fascinated by them, a trace of vigilance stemming from years of martial arts training suddenly pierced him like a cold steel needle. heart!
In Luo Luo's bloodshot eyes, the slightly dilated pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant. He subconsciously swung his head to one side, and at the same time, his body rolled wildly to the side.

A twisted giant sword wrapped in a bad wind whistled against his mask and nailed to the wall, followed by a series of fierce and fierce iron spears, piercing a hole in the hard floor tile along the trajectory of his rolling. Row deep holes!

After barely dodging all the attacks, Rollo rolled over in embarrassment, and while holding the knife in his hand, he looked at the giant sword pierced into the wall—it was an extremely weird sword, and the surface of the jet-black sword was wrapped with a A piece of colorful patterns, ugly but faintly revealed a bit of unusual domineering.

He recognized it, the sword that belonged to Mungat, Prince of Omen, the defiled demigod, and the emblem of the "King" followed by the Ten Thousand Sons of Omen in the Underworld.

"Ah, so it's His Majesty Montgothet." Rollo said in a relaxed tone that was almost contemptuous after realizing it, "Long time no see, your injury seems to have recovered."

As if responding to his provocation, two burly figures of similar stature stepped out from the darkness in front of the tunnel. The first one was wearing a worn-out cloak with gray-black sharp horns all over his body, and the one half a step behind had a darker complexion. , carrying a heavy cold iron trident slantingly on his shoulders.

Rollo put his palms on his chest, bowed with the etiquette of nobles referring to their superiors, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect His Royal Highness Mengge to be here--however, the purpose of my trip is not to embarrass the two of you, I wonder if I could invite you Get out of this way?"

"Brother, look at this stupid pig—he doesn't seem to know that he's going to die!" Menger pointed his trident at Rollo, who was hundreds of steps away, and said to Mengerte with an expression of disbelief.

"idiot?"

Luo Luo only felt that his brain went down for a few seconds. Even if he had never met Munger before, he couldn't help but be shocked by such unreasonable and foul language. The self a month ago could easily deal with these brothers, why would they dare to talk like that!
On the other side, Meng Gete did not respond, but opened his palm far away, and the colorful giant sword suddenly shone with a dark golden light, turning into a stream of light and gliding back into his hand.

"Spell power?" Rollo frowned slightly.

The last time he saw Meng Gete, the other party used all gold-type combat skills and prayers. He also laughed at himself that the golden prayers driven by mantras were simply a joke.But just now, there was an obvious wave of mana power coming from the sword, that power even made him feel a little threatened.

"So that's how it is--" He let out a dry and strange smile from under the mask, "Your Highness has finally given up on the poor imitation of human beings, is he ready to embrace his own power of defilement, hahaha, if His Majesty Malika sees It must be quite gratifying to see this scene!"

After saying this sinister and vicious sentence, Rollo laughed heartily, and at the same time, he was looking forward to the angry look of the two brothers—no matter how you look at it, a pair of noble demigods actually fell into the sewer Meeting people like myself would be a complete shame and humiliation to the golden blood in their bodies, right?

"How do you know she won't?"

At this moment, a light and ethereal sentence suddenly sounded from behind Omen Hunter, making his hoarse and ugly laughter stuck in his throat.

Rollo looked back, and saw two other tall and proud figures pacing from the light behind the tunnel, one of them was holding two pitch-black epees, his red hair fluttered like fire, and the other was reaching out to take off the helmet covering his face , said in a calm tone: "I actually don't quite understand why you, a small character who is not even an orthodox noble, like to comment on the royal family's affairs, but from what I understand, that His Majesty may really feel relieved by this?"

"You are—"

Under the silver enchanted helmet was a head of long silver hair shining like frost and snow, and a pair of ice blue eyes as cold as a cold lake.

The visitor stretched out his hand to hold the crossed sword behind him, pulled out the pale long knife and the celadon-colored stabbing sword amidst the sound of a dragon's voice being unsheathed, and pronounced the sentence calmly: "Rolo, the court perfumer, In the name of Lucia Shanks, the man of God, I declare that you will be deprived of all your rights and responsibilities in the Golden Temple from now on, and you will be sentenced to death for two crimes of falling into heresy and attempting to murder a demigod."

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(End of this chapter)