Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 172 Complete Analysis
The sound of rising flames sounded, and a black flame emblem shaped like a pupil burned and floated in the air. Along with the cold breath that filled the air, Samuel's figure stepped out of it again.

Knowing that this was probably the last time the two met, Lucia felt nostalgic for a moment—the familiar burqa made of pale skin, the familiar night-color gemstone pendant, the familiar celadon-colored rapier and Black flames lingering all over his body. In a sense, as the existence who "killed" him the most times and was killed by him the most times, this god-skin nobleman is really his old friend.

Three years ago in the Vania River Valley, Samuel entered the envoy's camp in Sky City, beheaded several elite storm knights, repelled Elder Yatok, and shattered the defensive barrier around the imperial tent with his aristocratic aura. Within a few strokes, Lucia was driven to a desperate situation. If the ancient dragon's dose of tranquilizing incense burner hadn't made a great contribution, he might have become the first demigod to fall in disgrace before the troubled times came.

That was the first time he witnessed the "heroic" combat force in the junction with his own eyes. Samuel's strength left a deep impression on him. However, at this moment, Lucia faced this already The old opponent who had fought no less than a hundred times just sighed lightly.

"too weak."

A hundred steps away, Samuel's face under the hood froze first, and then became distorted by anger. Although he was only a remnant of the battlefield, he didn't have the complicated thinking of his life except for the thinking of fighting. Memory and emotion, but facing such a dismissive attitude from his opponent, he still felt an instinctive outrage.

He stepped on the ground suddenly, and his fat spherical body shot forward with a rapidity that surpassed common sense. While twisting his right wrist, the divine skin stitches made a clear buzzing sound, and the celadon-colored sword edge just scratched in the air. After passing a barely visible cold light, it arrived in front of Lucia across the space, and went straight to Lucia's throat!

"Ding--"

There was a crisp collision sound, and Lucia flicked his fingers, and the seemingly unstoppable stab suddenly swayed to one side. As he turned his footsteps calmly, the two who were about to collide passed by like tacit dance partners.

Samuel sprinted more than ten steps along the inertia before stopping. He suddenly looked back at the young man who was still standing there leisurely, and then looked at the rapier in his hand. He fell into a state of bewilderment for a while.

It's not that he has never seen a powerful enemy far better than himself. When the "Black Sword" Marikas entered the Temple of Death, the nine nobles present could not fight against him. Every time the obsidian giant sword swung They will all leave severe wounds on their bodies that cannot be healed by swaddling blessings. In just a few minutes of fierce fighting, they were all defeated.

But the situation just now was completely different, and it could even be called weird—the young ancient dragon on the opposite side did not show overwhelming strength and speed at all, he just happened to point at the weakest point of the sword, and just released He used enough strength to swing the stab away, and then just moved away a suitable distance, resulting in a situation where the two passed each other.

Fuck it right!
Why does that dragon seem to know his sword skills better than himself!
The next moment, a scene that broke Samuel's three views even more happened.

Lucia held his right hand in the air, and the pupil-shaped black flame emblem emerged in mid-air. He stretched his palm towards the pupil, held the celadon-colored sword hilt decorated with gold with five fingers, and pulled out a burning sword from it. God's leather stitches with black and white flames!
Samuel glanced at the rapier in his hand again, and then at the sword in the opponent's hand. The two were exactly the same in size and details. If you added the death black flames circling around the opponent's body, they were peers. ?

"I have been researching the mechanism of the last bit of analysis progress for a long time, and found that maybe only by fully understanding your skills, and then purely using these skills derived from you to kill you, can the progress reach [-]%."

"I don't know if this should be called a dismantling move or a back plan, anyway—" Lucia smiled slightly, "This means a thorough analysis, a thorough understanding of the source, and it also means that the battle between you and me will come to an end here .”

"What are you talking about?" Samuel looked blankly at the ancient dragon who was talking to himself. He could hear every word that the other party said, but he couldn't understand the meaning of any of them.

"It doesn't matter, I just want to say goodbye, friend."

After the words fell, Lucia's figure turned into a disillusioned flame, and the long sword in his hand pointed out a cold light like a poisonous snake. The middle strikes collided, stirring up a bright spark.

Fast, too fast!
A cold sweat broke out on Samuel's forehead. The opponent used the same Tibia swordsmanship as him, but crushed him in terms of speed and strength, and every move and style was more vicious and deadly than his own!
The two long swords collided at high speed and turned into a ball of flickering light. Samuel had no time to make an effective attack, and could only use all his energy to defend against Lucia's sword that pierced his internal organs. .

However, this delicate balance lasted for a few breaths before it suddenly broke. Lucia's long sword broke through Samuel's block and landed on his shoulders, arms, ribs, and flanks... countless flowers of blood like plum blossoms When it exploded, Samuel staggered back while hitting him. Even though he had the blessing of swaddling blessings, he was powerless to recover in front of the opponent's black flame!
Samuel gritted his teeth, and swung a powerful slash regardless of the opening, using the moment he won to mobilize his divine power, his whole body suddenly burned with billowing black flames.

He pushed forward suddenly with his left hand, and a large piece of blazing black flame swept towards Lucia in a fan shape, and even the space was burned and distorted wherever it passed!

He didn't believe it—even if this ancient dragon could master Tibia's swordsmanship to perfection through acquired training, he could also steal the black flame from the great sword of the hunting god through some unknown means, but he never believed that the other party could The Black Flame Prayer, which belongs exclusively to the Godskin Apostle, has been mastered to the point where he is as proficient as himself!

"boom--"

There was a violent explosion, Lucia's left hand was lifted up, and dozens of fiercely burning black flame pillars rose from the ground in front of him, like an indestructible prison, easily resisting the attack from Sasha. Muir's Black Flame.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his wrist, and the black flame that formed the prison changed shape again, turning into a sea of ​​flames burning all over the sky, pouring down towards Samuel!

"No, it's impossible." Samuel murmured absently.

The sea of ​​flames collapsed, and when the black flames dissipated, only a charred pillar of charcoal remained in place, and in the next second it turned into flying ash in the breeze and disappeared.

At the same time, Lucia received a reminder from the memory battlefield.
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"Spirit Noble" Samuel has been fully analyzed

Target legendary ability can be obtained: Destined to die (disqualified)

Originated from the supreme authority of the queen of death, the opposite of the law of life, even though it is only part of the power as a subject, and has been deprived of the source of power, so it cannot threaten adult demigods, it still has the mighty power to obliterate all mortal creatures.

Please choose whether to get it?
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(End of this chapter)