Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 332: One Thousand Years Later, One Hundred Years Later

Twenty kilometers north of the battlefield, Latan met the Night Mage Corps that rushed from the Tomb of the Gods at night.

“Junior brother!” Gaius, still wearing the armor that concealed his face, was the first to rush over on horseback. A hearty laugh came from under his iron helmet. “I’m lucky this time that I have fulfilled my mission. I have settled the matter over there, and I haven’t fallen into a life-and-death crisis and have to ask you for help.”

He came closer, stretched out his hand to Latan, and whispered, "Give that thing back to me."

Latan followed his instructions and took out the exquisite glass bottle left by his senior brother before he left. The dark and sticky liquid in the bottle remained unchanged.

He thought about it, then took the glass bottle back without saying anything and put it close to his body.

"What are you doing?" Gaius glared at him through his helmet. "I've taken care of everything for you. Return the bottle to me!"

"That won't do!" Latan's resolute face was solemn, and he said in a businesslike manner: "The Tomb of the Gods is the Tomb of the Gods, and the bottle is the bottle. The two have nothing to do with each other. Since Senior Brother said that this liquid can resonate with your body and sense life and death crises, you should leave it with me."

"By the way, if you ever meet with an accident, after I follow the guidance of this thing to save you, you have to give me a new bottle. Remember?"

"Hey——" Gaius was so angry that he laughed, "Brother, you can take my things just like that. You really think you are the commander of the army, don't you?"

"Mage Apprentice Gaius!"

Latan glared at him, "Not to mention that you have never been assessed since you entered the Hall of Mystic Arts, and you are still an apprentice. Even if Master Lusert and the three elders are here, you still have to obey the orders of me, the commander-in-chief, when facing a powerful enemy! Hurry up and join the ranks!"

"You! You are so good, I will join the team, I will join the team! I will remember this incident!"

Not far away, Cassius, along with the three Black King elders and two White King elders from the Hall of Mystic Arts, rode forward and said with a smile, "In that case, we are also willing to obey the general's orders."

On the left was the chief elder of Selia who had just finished a great battle, and on the right were several of his teachers. Latan suddenly looked a little embarrassed and bowed his head and said, "You gentlemen had a fierce battle in the Tomb of the Gods and the town before, and you should have stayed in Selia to recuperate. Just leave the battle here to us, why bother you again."

"Your Highness, we are not the only ones who have fought all the way here—" an elder of the Black King said solemnly, "Your Highness Lucia is leading the army in a bloody battle with the evil god. You and Your Highness Lani broke through the siege and fought your way here. Aren't you also risking a lot of danger?"

Following his gaze, he saw that the golden armor with lion patterns on Latan's body had long been stained with the blood of star beasts. Even the red cloak fluttering behind him had turned into a tattered dark brown. There were dozens of deep cuts and impact marks all over the armor, which showed how dangerous the battle just now was.

In order to prevent the two most powerful demigods from forming a siege too early, Segenis sent almost half of his high-level star beasts to the northern line to block Latan, which delayed the time for nearly a night.

But even so, when Latan personally took to the battlefield, acting as the vanguard of breaking the formation and charging into the front line before thousands of troops, the defense line formed by high-level star beasts was like a Lu Cao pierced by a powerful crossbow, and he almost killed them all from north to south.

It was precisely because the Seria army led by Latan had cleared most of the obstacles on the way that Cassius and several elders of the Hall of Mysticism were able to summon dozens of high-level mages who still had combat power in the Tomb of the Gods, and catch up with the main force along the passage that had just been opened.

"Yes, Your Highness Latan, you should know that this is not a war between one family or one surname, but a war that the entire border area must face." Cassius, with his blood-stained beard, said word by word, "I don't care how many dark and dirty people try to use this war to achieve their ulterior motives. I only care that we must win it. This is the mission passed down from generation to generation by the Selia people, and it is also the revenge we must achieve for the countless sacrificed pioneers."

Latan stared at the old man who was as hard as a sword, and then let his eyes drift back with the bleak morning wind. He saw his sister, whose eyes were still as bright as stars despite her tiredness, Master Lusert, who was smiling gently, his senior brother Gaius, who was sitting upright on his horse, and Oga, Rein, Gaia, and others.
At the end of the sight are thousands of blood-soaked night wizards, who stand silently in the darkness before dawn, just like the thousand years they have passed since the forbidden war. No one can stop them from rushing towards the dawn.

"Then please join me and follow me south to defeat the evil god!"

At the same time, the Tomb of Gods had already fallen silent.

A body that was tattered by the violent magical energy was moving forward like a zombie.

He staggered across the towering hills and mountains in northern Selia, and passed through the deserted mountain fortress step by step. His steps became slower and slower, but his movements were as mechanical and constant as a clock. He let pieces of charred flesh fall with his weak breaths, but he would never stop moving forward.

"It's here. It's almost here."

"Hehe, hehe."

Standing in front of the sealed door that was opened after the withdrawal of the Night Mage Corps, the servant Biddy raised his broken head, stared at the passage made of Zenith stone, and let out a strange low laugh that was hard to tell whether it was suppressed or exhilarating.

"You said this road spanning a century is difficult to travel, but I don't think so."

"Some people have only walked for a few years and have reached a height that you can hardly look up to. As for me, ho ho, I just need to walk a little further and a little higher than you. That's enough."

Before the advent ceremony began, Cygnus had asked him to get away from the altar as quickly as possible to prevent himself from being washed away by the rapidly surging magical energy. However, in a corner that Cygnus had not noticed, the servant who was as insignificant as an ant in his eyes stayed.

"Bidi" bathed in the violent energy that almost crushed him, and witnessed the ancestor who occupied his body walk up to the top of the mountain step by step, walk into the arcane connection between the Tomb of the Gods and the altar, open his arms to embrace the surging divine power that did not belong to him, and step by step shed his mortal body and transformed from a human into a god.

It's like watching a puppet being pulled by strings, a clown performing hard on the stage.

He moved forward step by step with difficulty. This body had already broken through the limit of collapse. The reason why he could still move beyond common sense was only because he mobilized the last few bits of magic power that he had deposited in advance, and forcibly controlled the torso that was about to collapse, like a fragmented puppet, moving the final distance.

He felt a dry and itchy sensation on his face, so he reached out and wiped it. Half of his cheek turned into dry debris and fell to the ground, but he let out a long breath, and a satisfied smile appeared on the other half of his face.

The end is here.

Before his eyes was the abyss where the evil god had slept for thousands of years. Beneath the abyss was the broken egg that had never been revived and had become someone else's wedding dress.

"Ancestor, in the next few minutes, please enjoy this revenge from one hundred years later."

(End of this chapter)