Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 160 Duel
At noon on the second day, there were already crowds of people inside and outside the Serrant Arena.

Wearing a set of mithril armor specially made by the Ancient Dragon Temple, Lucia stepped into the gate of the arena under the escort of Lance and Foer. As soon as he entered, he saw Old Hart shivering behind the counter.

"See Your Highness Lucia Shanks. I didn't know His Highness's identity before, and I have committed a lot of offenses. I hope His Highness will forgive me!"

The Serrant front desk supervisor, who was over fifty years old, kowtowed tremblingly, the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and the goatee that covered his jaw trembled together, like a frightened gopher.

Everything that happened these days is too disillusioning. Old Hart can't believe it. He thought he just summoned the Serrant team to make up for this year's battle festival. The real identity turned out to be two demigods and an ancient dragon knight. ——His Royal Highness Lucia in front of me even fought a gladiatorial match for half a year in the arena he managed.
Fortunately, this Highness does not look like a tyrannical and domineering person, and most likely he will not trouble him. Besides, no matter what the outcome is today, all the arenas in the capital will become history, and he can also Enjoy your old age with the savings you have accumulated over the years.

"Get up."

Lucia smiled and said: "Before I thought of using you, there is no reason to condemn you. I don't know how many games Priest Lance has played here incognito. Aren't you still doing well? "

Fuer's eyes darkened when he heard the words, and he couldn't help covering his forehead. This is indeed something that his sister can do-it usually looks as calm as the high priest of Gulan back then, but he never escaped when he should escape. vague.

Lance gave Lucia an angry look, and secretly decided in his heart that when he went back today, he must ruffle the latter's hair into a chicken coop.

Old Hart got up cautiously, glanced quietly at the priest who had participated in the gladiatorial fights in countless identities, forced out an ugly smile full of wrinkles, and dared not speak at all.

"Record today's battle, Mr. Hart," Lucia restrained her smile, and said with a sigh of relief, "This will be the end of Rodel's decades of gladiatorial history, and it will also be the beginning of a new era."

"Under the great blessing of the Golden Tree, mortals have a life span of nearly a hundred years. If you can recall me today ten years later, you may have a different feeling."

After saying that, he waved his hand casually, and strode towards the arena with big strides.

Passing through the heavy vigilance of the Rodel knights, the center of the Serrante Arena emerged in front of my eyes. The metal dome that originally covered the sky opened up like a lotus flower in full bloom. Everything is fully reflected.

Although civilians were prohibited from watching this duel, nobles and nobles from all over the capital still filled the surrounding audience seats. The two His Majesties did not attend, and Prince Godwin, who was in charge of adjudicating the outcome, became the most prestigious person in the arena.

At this moment, he was sitting on the high platform directly in front of him, and other demigods and several high-ranking dukes were lined up in the surrounding VIP seats. Lucia just glanced up and saw Lani under the awning on the west side—— With one hand resting on her smooth forehead, she seemed to be concentrating on reading the magic book in her hand, as if she didn't care about this duel.

Two brothers, Lataen and Lakad, were sitting beside her. Seeing Lucia looking over, they all smiled and waved their hands. Blazer, a half-wolf boy with a big sword on his back, even jumped up, waving his fist vigorously, signaling for the road Thea beat Gregor hard.

"Lucia, come on, beat Greg!" At the same time, the little girl shouted with all her strength from the other side.

I saw Marenia got a golden helmet from nowhere and put it on her head. She was dressed like a little warrior, and her whole body was almost hanging on the railing of the VIP seats. He cheers.

It's a pity that she is too young, and her body is a little weak. Even with all her strength, she can't hear the slightest bit of prestige and murderousness in her voice, but she looks soft and lovely.

The nobles around couldn't laugh or cry when they saw their princess turning her elbows so blatantly. Mikaela was strictly guarding against the possibility of her sister jumping over the railing and hugging Lucia, so she couldn't help but shook her head and laughed for a while.

Two attendants who had already been on standby at the entrance stepped forward and bowed to Lucia, and then prepared to lead the two ancient dragon priests to the referee's seat.

Lance Shanks had already walked a few steps, but he couldn't help but turn back, and helped Lucia check the locks on the armor for the last time. He pressed his palm on his shoulder, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly. After a while, he said in a low voice: :"be safe."

"Don't worry, Miss Lance." Lucia looked into her eyes and said with a slight smile: "Actually, when I decided to leave Sky City, I expected the situation like today. Preparing for this moment is now, the time."

Lance Shanks took a deep look at him, finally just hummed lightly, then turned around and walked quickly to Foer's side, and walked to the referee's seat with him.

Soon, all the preparations were over, and the entrance to the home court under the referee's seat opened, and Grek, who was wearing heavy gold armor and holding a broad-bladed battle ax, walked out with his head held high.

Lucia and him looked at each other from a distance, and each of them moved forward until they stood still a hundred steps apart.

At this time, the sun just climbed to the middle of the sky, and the grand sunlight and the brilliance of the golden tree fell together, and the shadows of the two were condensed into one point under their feet.

Even if he didn't take the initiative to release the mental coercion, the demigod also had an awe-inspiring and inviolable majestic aura. The invisible aura permeated the air, confronted and resisted, and the auditorium, which was originally noisy, also cooled down at this moment.

At the foot of the sacred golden tree, under the joint witness of the golden prince and the two ancient dragon priests, the demigods of the two dynasties stepped into the duel as one host and one guest. Outside the scorched-earth city of Rodel, ancient dragons and gold were once at war like this.

"His Royal Highness Lucia is right. Let alone ten years, even if I am still alive in another 20 or 30 years, I will not forget today's scene." Old Hart sighed silently in his heart.

The ax blade pierced through the air and made a heavy and cold hum. Greg raised his battle ax and pointed at Lucia from a distance, his slightly thin lips curled into a chuckle, and said, "Come on, Lucia, for the sake of the ancient dragon dynasty, I Will make you lose the fight with dignity."

Just like you ten years ago——he sneered secretly in his heart.

"Then perhaps I should say sorry."

Lucia slowly drew out the Dragon Scale Knife behind her back, but she didn't make any kind of swordsmanship. Instead, she turned her wrist and pierced the long knife straight down into the ground.

"In the script I wrote for you, there is one less decent ending."

The moment the voice fell, everyone heard a deafening thunder!

The dark storm like the night and the blazing red thunder like the scorching sun intertwine and surge up, turning into a terrifying vortex that connects the sky and the earth. The silver and white dragon shadow raised its head towards the golden tree in the distance, and let out a dragon howl that shook the whole field!

In the next second, four dragon wings covering the sky and the sun set off a hurricane on the ground, and Lucia flew high into the sky in an instant. The thunder light of his claws turned from red to black and red, and then crashed like a meteor falling from the sky. fall!
A dazzling golden radiance suddenly burst out from Greg's body, and he swung his ax towards the sky while roaring. However, the confrontation between Thunder and the golden light lasted less than a breath, and the latter disintegrated inch by inch.

The claws of destruction crushed down, smashing all the resistance in front of it, and the overwhelming dragon flames poured out after it!

For a moment, there was only a loud explosion of fire and thunder in the arena, and half of the golden light could no longer be seen.

(End of this chapter)