Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 161 Sentencing
"Just a second?"

In a hidden drainage ditch on the edge of the fighting stage, Mengge grabbed the rust and moss-covered steel grille in front of him with both hands, looked at the field in a daze, and muttered to himself: "They are all demigods. Why is this guy so special?"

"Sit down!" Mengget grabbed his younger brother's tail and pulled him off. "The guard knights will find out later, neither of us have to watch!"

"But this... this guy is really unreasonable!" Menger complained with lingering fear: "Greek's little bastard is weak, but he is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others, but after this trick, how do I feel? I would have to lie there instead!"

Mengget's pupils reflected the dust and smoke floating in the arena, and there were still free lightning and embers in the air. He tried hard to suppress the shock in his heart, and said: "He has become stronger than in the battle festival, and he is stronger More than a little."

"The body of the Dragon King and the Claw of Destruction that was passed on by the ancient dragon royal family have already surpassed the stage of the first glimpse of the door. The power surged after the complete dragon transformation, the golden oath released in an instant, and he can be called the thunderbolt who entered the room. Strength. If I'm not mistaken, he has condensed all the skills he has mastered to the extreme to create this devastating blow."

He let out a long breath, and sighed: "Don't say it's you, even if I release all the magic power, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take this move head-on."

"Brother, you are saying that as if I am much weaker than you." Menger pressed in a low voice.

Meng Gete just glanced at him lightly, Meng Ge resolutely shut up again.

Is this the mighty power of the ancient dragon clan to dominate the world in ancient times?Montgomery said in a heartbroken heart.

Compared with being a human being, the Golden Clan who showed the precision and perfection of the law in all aspects, on the contrary, the ancient dragon who looked more primitive and ancient, and exuded a wild atmosphere gave him a more direct and shocking impression.

It seems that this is what the battle should have, and this is the most straightforward and true portrayal of the word "power".

Then, is the power of the furnace in my body really like what Lucia said, not a curse that should be reviled by all people, but an ancient and precious blessing from the furnace of life?

When Mengget's thoughts were surging, Godwin on the referee's seat was deeply shocked.

At some point, he had already stood up and gripped the railing in front of him tightly, staring at the battlefield below, as if he wanted to take every detail of the ancient dragon into his mind.

As the most powerful opponent of Fur Sanks in the past and the closest friend later, he has a deep understanding of the ancient dragon family, especially the ancient dragon royal family, so he understands better than any gold noble present. What kind of talent did this newborn ancient dragon demigod show!
In just half a year, he started the dragon blood inheritance that other royal families took hundreds of years at every turn, and even walked such a long distance behind that "door". What is even more amazing is that his victory over Grek was not just a matter of strength. Suppression, more comprehensive crushing of combat experience, awareness and skills.

After the start of the duel, Lucia has achieved the theoretically optimal solution to every detail, the eruption from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, the high degree of integration of combat skills and prayer, and even the use of the body of the ancient dragon. He has already exerted his power to the limit.

Godwin felt unbelievable for a while. All of Lucia's actions in the past six months can be traced. It is nothing more than daily practice under the guidance of the two elders of the dragon clan, coupled with the teachings of the private school of the Rodel royal family. En's battle by the lake can at best be counted as a series of gladiatorial matches in which he pretended to be a fighter in the Celant Arena.

In those gladiatorial fights, in order to conceal his identity, he only used swordsmanship and some physical skills, which could not achieve the effect of fully tempering the actual combat level, but after such a short few months, his combat skills have reached the level of many people. He can only look up to the height of his life.

With such a talent, even those rare human geniuses are absolutely impossible to match, let alone he is an ancient dragon royal family known for its infinite lifespan and slow growth?

"Your Highness, don't be so surprised," said Lance Shanks on the seat on the left with a faint smile, "You have been fighting outside all year round, and His Highness Greg has always been negligent in discipline, and his combat power is inevitably inferior compared to other demigods, not to mention his opponent. It's Lucia—a battle that has no suspense at all, and it's not ashamed to lose."

Fur Sanks on the seat on the right hand rubbed his temple, and sighed helplessly, sister, you are about to put the word smug on your face, this wave is killing people and punishing them!

"It was indeed a battle without any suspense." Godwin let out a long breath and said, "His Royal Highness Lucia is undoubtedly the most talented existence I have ever seen in this life, whether it is Mikaela or Kalia's Lataen and La Ni, there is nothing comparable to him."

His golden pupils were shining brightly, and he did not hide his appreciation at all, "It seems that the blood of Platon Sanks and His Majesty Heraris has not faded. It is a blessing for the ancient dragon dynasty to have such a dragon king. Good fortune."

Below, Lucia retracted the dragon claws that crushed Greg into the soil, and the dragon's body, as huge as a hill, returned to its human form in a silver streamer.

Several palace medical officers who had already been on standby on the sidelines rushed up and lifted Grek, whose half of his body was scorched black, down.

"Your Highness Godwin."

Lucia looked at the man at the top of the high platform, nodded slightly, and said, "I wonder if we can announce the result of this battle?"

Godwin also nodded in return, and then looked around. The golden nobles present were completely silent, except where a few demigods were.

On Kalia's side, apart from the princess of the moon, she still maintained a dignified and decent court etiquette. Her two elder brothers had already stood up and cheered with a group of guards. This is actually quite normal. What Godwin couldn't accept was his own Over there—if it wasn’t for Mikaela’s tugging, the younger sister, Marlenia, would have jumped from the auditorium, but looking at the unconcealable smile on Mikaela’s face, she seemed extremely satisfied with the result of the duel ?
I don't know whether it should be said that Prince Gu Long is too popular, or that his son is no longer welcome to see this point?

Many nobles who opposed the exile of the Duoris family cast their eyes on the referee's seat, as if pinning their last hope on Godwin, but he just shook his head slowly, took a deep breath, and solemnly announced:

"In this battle, Lucia Sanks won—now, you can announce the result of the trial of the Duoris family."

Lucia smiled and nodded. He walked back to where the Dragon Scale Knife was, leaned over and held the handle of the knife that had penetrated deep into the ground, and pulled it out with a clear clanging sound.

His palm caressed the blade, and the sunlight fell on the blade tempered by the essence of dragon scales, reflecting his icy blue and clear eyes, and clearly illuminating the determination and sharpness in the pupils.

"Duke Calvin Duoris and his family have colluded with the Outer Gods, imprisoned the Dragon Clan, and conspired with the Dragon Feast. Now that the evidence of his crimes is conclusive, he will now be stripped of his title, confiscated of his family property, and exiled to the border with his family. He will never be able to return to the capital."

"From now on, regardless of their status or nationality, anyone who dares to get involved in Longxiang - this is the knife."

He directly held the blade of the Dragon Scale Knife, and with a thunderous explosion, the so-called indestructible blade suddenly shattered in his palm, turning into countless sharp fragments and flying to the ground.

This time, facing Prince Gu Long's verdict, the entire Golden King fell silent, and there was no voice of opposition.

(End of this chapter)