Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 291 Fire Butterfly
This was the first time Adam killed a Fire Brother who was once his comrade.

Even during the most difficult period of escape, facing the endless pursuit and blockade of the Flame Templar and the northern nobles, he always adhered to the bottom line of not killing his comrades.

Because he is the Flame Watcher, the most indestructible blade among the martial monks, not a weak traitor who has been bewitched by heretical forces.

But this time, he chose not to be patient any longer.

Adam was like a wild beast bathed in flames, rushing madly into the array of martial arts monks and a few wolf hunting knights behind the slope. In the dangerous situation of close combat, the monks had no time to release their prayers and drew their weapons to surround and kill him.

However, Adam did not dodge at all in the face of the forest of swords and spears. His burly body like a high wall was shrouded in the protection of flames, and he rushed forward headlong. The serrated greatsword and the fire-patterned knife chopped on the flames, creating a roar of metal clashing, and then he was burned, deformed, and shattered by the flames!
"impossible--"

"How could his flame protection be so powerful?!"

The flying metal fragments were like tiny, illusory mirrors, reflecting countless figures with equally swift and violent movements. Adam fully unleashed the fighting skills that the Observer had honed over thousands of years - punching, elbowing, kneeing, shouldering. Wherever he went, the monks and knights around him were as fragile as human-shaped paper pieces, and with a wave of his hand, they turned into broken corpses and flew backwards!

Wendel, the archdeacon of the Jero branch who was in charge of guarding the place, saw his subordinates being decimated at a rapid rate, and he trembled all over and wanted to escape. Suddenly, Adam raised his head from the gap in the crowd, and his bloodshot eyes met the archdeacon's eyes!
"what--"

The beast-like look seemed to have grabbed Wendel's heart violently. Cold sweat instantly penetrated the clothes on his back like a bursting dam, and his remaining little sanity collapsed along with it!
Could it be that the defected Overseer who had survived the months-long siege by the Cathedral and the Tutelary Fort was such a monster?
He didn't care about his few remaining subordinates, screamed and turned to flee. However, just after he took two steps, a violent and blazing light poured down from behind him, dispelling all the darkness around him. Only a black shadow cast by himself remained in front of him, which looked extremely dim and thin in the light.

The flames annihilated everything, and the exploding human-shaped torches illuminated the entire wasteland, and also reflected the hundreds of shadowy figures surrounding them in the distance.

"Adam..." Bishop Julian of Jero led the crowd out, "You colluded with the Samir people to steal the forbidden prayer, and killed Archbishop Wendel and 22 fellow monks who discovered your crime in public! Now, I follow the will of the third Archbishop Yuno and issue a kill order to you."

As he spoke, the fire martial arts monks drew out their fire-patterned swords and fire-patterned hammers and poured out from the darkness on all sides. Under their red hoods, every pair of eyes revealed the same emotions of loathing and hatred.

"You planned all this just to drag the Samirs into the war."

Adam stared at the iron mask under Julian's huge helmet, as if he wanted to see the true face behind the mask. "This is definitely not the decision of Lord Yuno, it's impossible!"

His angry question echoed in the empty snowfield, but no one answered him.

Slovens, Krong, Milan, Kuerros. When the blood of countless humans and Samir people merged together and condensed into a weight that neither side could bear, the truth no longer mattered.

There was no expression on Julian's black iron mask. He just waved his hand silently, and then there was an overwhelming cry of killing.

Vichy, who had been watching coldly, clenched the blade in her hand and gathered the six remaining children together again. If the Kuroros clan was destined to perish today, it must be after she died in battle.

Adam did not turn around to look at them. He did not know what expression he should have when facing his benefactors. All he could do was to summon the purest fire power he could, condense a wall of protection around them, and then turn around to face his former comrades who were charging towards him.

Only by killing enough people who block your way can you create a glimmer of hope for the people behind you.

He took a deep breath, feeling the cool air rushing into his burning lungs, and then exhaling calmly as a surging wave of heat -

The next second, the ground where Adam stood exploded under his rapid force. In the surging snow waves, he turned into a blazing meteor and crashed straight into Bishop Julian in the center of the crowd!

"traitor!"

"murderer!"

"Kill you"

The insults and curses from all around were as insignificant as the breeze passing by his ears. In Adam's pupils, there was only the bloated figure like a rock. He charged so fast that all the monks who tried to intercept him were burned into charred torches the moment they came into contact with him, and then crushed into ashes by the strong wind that followed!
Adam came twenty steps in front of Julian and jumped up. His body accumulated strength in the process of rising. He held the dragon arrow dagger made for him by the Kuroros people in his right hand, and slashed down from above with a flaming sword that was more than ten meters long!
when--

Julian swung his hammer upwards, but the bishop's fire hammer blocked the blow. However, the warhorse under his crotch could not bear the heavy burden, and blood mist burst out from its joints. It fell to the ground with a wail!

Then, his huge and bloated body leaped into the air in a way that went against common sense. He raised the fire hammer high above his head with his backhand and smashed it at Adam with terrifying force. Both of them flew backwards at the same time!

The moment they landed, the Bishop and the former Observer charged at each other again. After abandoning all flashy moves, every attack and defense was the most direct collision between the flesh and the power of fire.

Hundreds of mid-level monks from the Jero branch continued to attack Adam relentlessly, but the prayers they cast with all their might could not even reach the center of the battlefield before being torn into chaotic energy by the aftermath of the fight between the two men. The rest of their melee tactics could hardly keep up with Adam and Julian's instantaneous pace of moving a hundred meters.

At the other end, outside the burning shelter wall, the fire monks did not launch an attack for some reason, but simply created several layers of siege on the periphery.

Julian used his tremendous strength to grab Adam's arm, twisted his waist and threw him to the ground. A moment later, Adam, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, jumped up from the huge pit and smashed half of Julian's helmet with a heavy punch!
From a certain perspective, this scene seemed to be a replica of the most brutal and direct fighting method between the fire giants in the past, except that the combatants were replaced by human monks who inherited the power of fire.

In a blink of an eye, Adam's entire body was soaked in blood, and several of his joints and bones were abnormally twisted.

On the other side, Julian's fire hammer broke into several pieces and was thrown aside at some point, and dozens of holes of varying depths were smashed into the bishop's armor. The charred flesh and bones on the other side of the holes and the healing flames that continued to relieve the injuries could be seen with the naked eye.

After another evenly matched confrontation, the two men stood a hundred meters apart, panting and staring at their opponents. Adam's eyes showed a bit more solemnity and deep anxiety, while Julian showed deep fear and dread.

He knew that compared to himself, Adam at this moment was by no means the fighting power of his prime - even more terrifying was that, up to now, he had not seen Adam use any of the forbidden prayers from the Giant's prayer book.

As the Fire Bishop in charge of a branch temple, Julian had of course come into contact with a replica of the Giant's Prayer Book, but the content recorded in it was much more difficult than the traditional fire prayer. Before the Cardinals' Conference decided to destroy all the replicas, he had only just mastered the basics, which was far from enough to be applied in actual combat.

But Adam was different. Julian knew that the other party's talent was far superior to his own. He had been exposed to the Giant's Prayer Book for so long that he even defected for it. Why would such a dangerous criminal still refuse to use the forbidden prayer even in such a desperate situation?
However, the dangerous confrontation between the two people, each of whom was on guard, only lasted for a few breaths before being broken by external force.

The sound of chaotic horse hooves came from afar, and Gran Cilia led a group of wolf hunting knights coming from the direction of Kuerroth.

She dismounted, impatiently pushed away the fire monks who were surrounding the wall of shelter, pulled out the dagger at the side of her leg and tentatively pushed half of it into the wall. In an instant, the front end of the dagger was melted into molten iron.

"Tsk tsk, this level of flame protection is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes—" Grant licked his lips and praised in an exaggerated tone, "Hey, brother Adam, hand over the Giant Prayer Book and join the Xilia family. I will protect you from death, how about that?"

"Sir Gran!" Julian interrupted angrily, "According to our agreement, I will leave Kuerlus to you and I will not interfere. I will take full charge of the affairs here and you cannot interfere. Have you forgotten, Sir?"

"Promise? Hehe."

"Yes, there was such an agreement," Grant stroked his chin and said with a smile, "but this agreement is not made with you. You are a loser who can't even take down a stray dog ​​in half a day, how can you make an agreement with me?"

"you--"

"I'm telling you, you don't even understand the most basic principles of fighting with others." She reached her hand into her clothes and fumbled around, and after a moment she pulled out an unclear object, "Ah, I finally found it."

"If you want to kill someone, of course you'd go for his weak spot - isn't that right, Brother Adam?"

As she spoke in a hoarse and strange tone, the dark palm slowly opened, and a delicate and lovely Martian butterfly struggled and flapped its wings a few times, then slowly flew out from her palm, following the firelight and directly into the wall of shelter.

The next second, the fire wall that condensed half of Adam's divine power suddenly burst into even more intense flames. The new flames actually burned Adam's flames to ashes in the blink of an eye. The wall of protection lasted only half a breath before it collapsed!
Behind the fire, Vichy wielded both swords and slashed at Glenn Celia at high speed!
(End of this chapter)