People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

Kurala was a little surprised, but also a little frustrated.

I originally thought that this new master summoned me to help, but in the end it turned out not to be the case...

"Okay, okay, I just hope that Crula can witness this battle. This can be considered a help to me." He touched Crula's head lovingly.

Well, the texture is similar to that of tentacles. It's also smooth, soft and cold. It's a bit addictive...

Thinking about it, he masturbated hard twice more and had a good time.

Speaking of which, this seems to be the first time he has been so close to the soul jellyfish except for the time in Morn City, right?

Although the group on the beach in Moren City is also very good, Crula La is different, and not as good as Crula La.

After all, it belongs to him.

And Crula was majestic and seemed very excited, cheering up again as if her eyes lit up: "Well, Crula will definitely work hard!"

"Master, please believe in Kura La!"

He didn't say anything, but just touched Kurala a few more times in response.

And his purpose for doing this is also very simple, it is nothing more than wanting a sense of ritual.

Back then, when he didn't have Kurala, he was tortured for two hours by this ominous teacher who didn't shake Bilian. It was only when he had Kurala that he officially got over it.

So today, he is going to summon Kurala to witness all this.

There is no need to skip classes or anything, he just wants to confront the ominous teacher head-on today!

"My master, do you need Asumi's help?"

Ashimi's voice sounded softly again, and seemed to be a little more urgent.

"It's not necessary for the time being, just stay well."

"Yes, my master..."

That sound of loss, why does it feel like a kitten or puppy that has lost its owner's love?

It's really weird. Isn't it good to have a good rest these days? You have to get up and roll yourself up to feel comfortable?

After a few words in his mind, Reinhardt mobilized the power of the sun to gradually expand his entire body.

The bulging muscles and towering figure are almost the same as [War King] Godfrey. If he had long hair and beard, and wore the headdress of the King of Elden, he would probably be Godfrey in his youth.

Ignoring the two secret messages emitting golden light at the entrance of the passage, step by step towards the bridge, which is paved with countless corpses and lined with countless nameless tombs.

How many faded people died here?

I can’t count them just by looking at them, but I roughly estimate there are hundreds or thousands.

He casually picked up a tetanus blade that had been weathered by time and waved it casually.

While making bursts of wind, the blade also broke and fell to the ground and shattered into powder.

These weapons are completely rotten and weathered and cannot be used.

what a pity.

At this time, the familiar words suddenly sounded in his ears.

"O Faded Ones—

One who is manipulated by the fire of ambition. "

The old voice echoed in the canyon, and a vague figure emerged from the distant observation tower with the faint golden light.

"Are you delusional about getting the Elden Ring?"

As the mocking voice fell, the figure jumped up suddenly, and landed at the entrance of the bridge like a meteorite, setting off thick smoke and dust.

"Then, including the fire, must be extinguished."

The smoke and dust dissipated slowly, and a tall figure gradually emerged, standing there like a guard of the royal city.

Holding a weapon like a wooden stick in his hand, his tall body gave people a strong sense of presence just by standing there.

Wearing a torn yellow robe, pale and messy long hair, a thin and strange face, and even countless weird hard horns protruding from the other half of his face like tree branches.

He was so familiar with this guy.

If you ask the old man who has the deepest impression on him, then that person is not [Moon Princess] Lani, nor Teacher Se Lian, nor Xiaomu and Thoret.

But the existence that appears in front of me at this moment, like a nightmare——

[Evil Omen Demon] Malkit.

I will never forget it in this life.

"...It's you?"

"You know me?" Reinhardt was a little surprised.

Marchit narrowed her eyes slightly, observed him for a moment, and then let out a cold snort:

"Hmph, the rebellious person who rebelled against the golden tree, the sinner who was exiled by Kallia, the strong man Reinhardt who fought in the war... I didn't expect you to come back too."

"This time, you are also manipulated by the fire of ambition. Do you want to try to get involved in the Elden Circle?!"

Boom!With a sound, the crutch in Marchit's hand fell hard, and the strong wind blew away the fallen leaves and smoke, and also slapped him on the body.

"So what?"

Compared to Teacher Omen's solemnity, he acted very lightly, as if he didn't take the other person seriously at all.

"Huh, if that's the case...then I'll extinguish you and the fire of ambition here!"

"If you can do it, then give it a try!"

Reinhardt's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and Malkit also launched an attack.

Phew!With two sounds, two daggers condensed with golden light struck through the air. At the same time, Malkit stepped on the ground and rushed over quickly.

The opponent's speed was very fast, almost as fast as the two daggers.

When he just dodged the dagger, a golden sledgehammer also fell down at the same time.

boom -

The earth trembled slightly, and spider web-like cracks suddenly appeared on the ground beneath his feet.

Malkit's hammer was perfectly blocked by the shield of solar power he had condensed.

Although his body can now withstand the blows of the sword, he can't just randomly use moves like these from the Bad Omen teacher.

Whether it is prayer or pyroxene magic, the strength of the weapons condensed with these powers is far beyond that of ordinary sword blades. Even those as powerful as ancient dragons do not dare to underestimate them.

As for Teacher Bad Omen's moves, except for the wooden staff in his hand and the huge tail behind him, whether they are daggers, long swords, long knives or giant hammers, they all use the power of the golden tree and weapons condensed from golden prayers. .

This is also the reason why some prayers will wrap their power around the weapons.

It is equivalent to adding a layer of sharp buff and adding attribute attacks.

But then again, the power of prayer is really unreasonable.

After all, pyroxene magic depends on aptitude and race. Just like the stupid and poorly qualified demi-human queen, she can't learn pyroxene magic no matter how hard she learns it.

Prayer, however, does not pay attention to this at all. Just like the incarnation of the evil omen demon in front of you, it clearly possesses the power that is regarded as an omen by the golden tree, but it uses the power of prayer of the golden family.

Really, it's a bit unreasonable.

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"...Oh, you should not be underestimated...He is indeed a strong man who shines in the battle."

The eyes in the depths of Malkit's golden pupils were deep and solemn.

He knew very well that the man he faced was not an ordinary faded person, nor was he a group of losers who only had the qualifications to become a king, but a real strong man with the power of a king.

Malkit had expected that this battle would be difficult, perhaps even more difficult than the Shattered War.

But no matter what, he must keep the heirs left by Godwin, keep this man here, and extinguish the fire of ambition, no matter what the price!

"... We are each other, [Evil Omen Demon] Malkit... Oh no, I should call you Rodel's last king [Blessed King] Mengget."

As he spoke, Reinhardt's lips raised a slight teasing smile.

Compared to Malkit's caution, he seemed more relaxed.

But when Malkit heard his words, the expression on her face suddenly became more serious, and she was shocked in her heart.

"How did you know..."

"Oh, oh, I know more than just these, there are many more..." Reinhardt answered the question and continued: "For example, you are [Eternal Queen] Malika and [War King] Godfrey His second son, [Golden King] Godwin’s younger brother.”

"But due to your own evil omen, as the son of the evil omen, you were thrown into the sewers of the royal city by your mother Malika from the moment you were born, together with your brother Mengge."

"Although it seems like a form of imprisonment on the surface, it is actually a disguised form of protection for you and your brother."

"Am I right? Dear Mr. Mongert."

The smile that rose at the corner of Reinhardt's mouth, as well as this comfortable attitude and the truth he told made Malkit's face completely darken, so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water.

He didn't understand exactly when he was exposed.

This matter can be said to be his biggest secret. As a son of evil omen, he could not inherit the throne of the Golden Dynasty, so in order to hide it, he put on a thick cloak and tried his best to hide it all.

In order to show his strength and skill, he differentiated into the incarnation of [Ominous Demon Ghost] Malkit, who constantly hunted the faded ones and resisted foreign enemies.

It can be said that except for his cronies, that is, the group of night cavalry, basically no one knows his true identity.

But the man in front of him actually revealed his identity in one sentence. He wanted to know how the other party knew all this.

At the same time, there was a strong killing intent in my heart——

This secret must not be known to anyone else, so this man must die!

Malkit suddenly increased his strength again, trying to break through his shield defense.

However, he was shocked to find that no matter what, he couldn't score another half point.

"Master, let me help you!"

As a childish voice sounded, overwhelming venom hit him.

Seeing this, Malkit quickly dodged, and there was a sizzling sound on the ground. The ground there had been completely corroded by the venom.

"Ugh...it was avoided."