Carry the Ring of Elden with you

However, before she could react, the chasing soldiers surrounded them.She was trembling, her dagger kept trembling, and there was nothing else in her sight except the coldness and desolation of the soldiers.

The soldiers of Gunther's country paid no attention to her, thinking that she was just an insignificant ordinary citizen.So in a mischievous way they began to dance before her with the points of their swords.Slashing into the air, warning her not to try to resist.

Her daughter began to cry under the soldiers' taunts, but this could not change the soldiers' minds. They regarded her as a prey and kept playing with their lives.

Another civilian, an old man, hid in the dark corner of the city barrier, trying not to think about the fact that the city had been destroyed, but the sound of the battle became clearer and louder. Alarmed by the approach.He looked at the greedy eyes of those soldiers, helplessly facing the cruelty that he could not understand.

Tortured by fear, the old man's body became trembling, and the clothes on his body were unknowingly covered with dust and dirt, as if he had been exiled to the ruins of the city.His feeble pleas for mercy were replaced by ruthless sword light and ridicule.He was in utter despair, his screams echoing in the air, but his stupidity did not end the harsh reality of anything.

The old man wanted to flee the scene, but the soldiers' swords and bows killed his hopes.His shouts were cut off, withered under the cold eyes, and finally disappeared into the ruins of the invaded city.

Seeing the residents of Pling City being slaughtered by the soldiers of the Gunther Kingdom, Neferee Lu concentrated her energy and led her silver-grey subordinates to fight against the Gunther Kingdom's army and stop the other side's atrocities.

A celebrity executioner rushed towards the soldiers of Gunther Kingdom like a strong wind. His spear pierced the enemy with a surging power. He gave cold and majestic commands, calling on the soldiers to bravely attack the enemy.

The swords and halberds in the hands of the homeless knights reflected bright light in the sun. As their bodies moved gracefully and resolutely, the swords and halberds drew lightning-like arcs around them.

Neferi Dew's soldiers rushed forward, accompanied by strong winds and thunder, and a powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.The new king of Stonewell waved the battle ax in his hand countless times, drawing a beautiful arc every time. In front of her, one Gunther soldier fell down.

"The storm is coming, and the enraged soldiers will not let you escape!" Neferi Lu shouted loudly.

Before Gunther's soldiers could react, they heard the cry of the Storm Eagle in the sky.

A pair of sharp claw-shaped swords gleamed from the claws of the Storm War Eagle.Their golden eyes stared forward, seeming to notice the movements of the enemy soldiers, and began to howl like the howling of a storm.The Storm Eagles stretched their wings and suddenly flew up in the air. When their wings flapped, the wind roared, and the Gunther soldiers below them had nowhere to escape under the influence of the strong airflow.

These air overlords flew over the soldiers of Gunther Kingdom, stretched out their sharp claws, and suddenly swooped down. In an instant, golden sword energy flashed towards the enemy like thunder and lightning.The soldiers of the Gunther Kingdom were attacked and had no power to fight back. Their armor collapsed like pieces of paper under the cutting of the war eagle's claw-shaped sword, and their blood spilled on the battlefield.

Chapter 1: Greg

In the camp of the Golden Dynasty, Roland had just let Yakir fly into the sky through the golden tree to protect the widow and family members of the Lu Sien family, when he heard the noise outside the camp.

After experiencing the devastation of the war, the entire city of Pulin was covered in heavy snow. The debris of the war, the cries of residents and burning embers still filled the sky over the city.The soldiers of the Golden Dynasty were lined up near the camp. Their green and red armors shimmered under the shadow of the golden tree. The crests of the big tree and the beast represented their lofty faith in the golden tree and their invincible courage. .

In order to protect his soldiers, the fat nobleman of Gunther led his troops to the camp of the Golden Dynasty. His face was full of dissatisfaction and anger.

He walked outside the Golden Dynasty's camp and roared: "Roland, you treacherous villain, how dare you attack us? You immoral guy, where is your conscience? I want to tell you about your atrocities and betrayal. Your Highness Evan Jielin!!!"

Roland came to the camp and signaled the king's army to prepare for defense.Then he looked at the fat noble man and replied calmly: "Please pay attention to your words, nobles. The reason why we attacked you is to protect this city and the poor civilians."

The fat noble laughed angrily, and shouted with a red face: "Are you kidding? Huh? Protecting the civilians of Pulin City? Because of these damn untouchables, your subordinate named Neferi Lu The female warrior led your soldiers who can use storm magic to kill 1400 of my soldiers! How can you compensate me!"

He raised his finger and pointed at Roland several times, but this action made the fat noble look ridiculous: "Don't make one mistake: you are an invader of Pulin City just like us! Pulin City Everything in the city belongs to the Holy Empire of France, whether it is the gold in the city or the lives of these untouchables! But before the army of the Holy Empire of France took over the city, the massacre of these untouchables was a tacitly approved act . Why are you pretending to be a good person with me? It’s your own business if you don’t want to plunder wealth like this, but you dare to attack my army? Don’t think that you can do whatever you want with that flying dragon in the sky! "

Roland asked innocently: "This city belongs to the Holy Empire of France? Why do you think so? Is it because they provided armor and food?"

Then Roland deliberately made a puzzled expression: "But that's not right. I didn't see the armor provided by the Holy Empire of France from your Gunther soldiers. And I also heard from the soldiers patrolling in the camp. The soldiers under your command don't have enough to eat, and every time my soldiers eat, they watch eagerly."

"You... this is sophistry! What I'm asking you now is why you attacked my soldiers!" The fat noble choked up at Roland's unclear question. He paused and yelled angrily.

Roland shrugged and said to the fat noble: "I said, to protect the civilians of this city."

"You're still there..." The fat noble was about to get angry when he saw Roland's no-joking expression, and then remembered that his soldiers reported to him that Lu Si'en's family had been captured by Roland.No matter how stupid he was, he still realized what Roland meant.

The redness on the fat noble's face faded, and his expression became astonished. The finger that was pointing at Roland trembled: "You...you, take Pulin City as your own?"

A smile appeared on Roland's face: "Not bad, not bad, you finally reacted."

Then he opened his hands as if to embrace the city: "The original owner of this city, General Lu Si'en, has died, and his successor Hawthorne has also died in the battle. And Hawthorne's son is too young to manage this city. city, so his wife, Ms. Lina, gave the city to me through our friendly negotiations.”

At this point, Roland put down his hands, looked at the fat noble and said word by word: "So the residents of Pulin City have become subjects of my Golden Dynasty. If you allow your soldiers to massacre them, it is equivalent to declaring war on the Golden Dynasty. I Do you understand me?"

"You... deserve to die." The fat noble said bitterly. He knew that there was no advantage in the verbal confrontation. He turned around and gave a few instructions to the adjutant behind him, and led the heavily armed Gunther soldiers to retreat.

Before leaving, the fat noble took a deep look at Roland: "I heard that reinforcements from the Charles Empire will arrive tomorrow at the latest. Since this Pulin City belongs to you, don't think that I will cooperate with you to defend this city. When Pulin City fails, I want to see how you plan to explain to the Holy Empire of France."

Roland waved his hand: "I don't need to worry about this. Why don't you care more about how your country will not be retaliated by the Charles Empire?"

As for the explanation to the Holy Empire of France, Roland said that he had no explanation. He already had the capital to fight and no longer had to think about this or that.

"Let's go and evacuate Pulin City." The fat noble ordered to the non-commissioned officer beside him: "At the same time, tell other countries of the Allied Forces that this Golden Dynasty secretly took Pulin City as its own and used it as an excuse to attack. The soldiers of Gunther who made great contributions to the attack on Puling City. Tell the generals of these countries to take it easy and don’t get stabbed in the back by this bastard Roland."

Then the fat nobleman pulled the sergeant into his ear and said in a sinister tone: "Send a few trustworthy soldiers to the south to find reinforcements from the Charles Empire, and tell them the types and strength of the Golden Dynasty's troops."

After hearing this, the sergeant looked at the fat noble with surprised eyes, and then he was slapped hard on the head by the fat noble: "What are you standing there for? Go quickly."

"Yes, yes." The sergeant nodded repeatedly. It was not that he opposed the order, but he was simply frightened by his superior's viciousness.

The fat noble glanced at Roland with a malicious look: "I want to see how you can defend this city with that little force. Is it those giant war beasts or the lone flying dragon in the sky? Don't think that you are the only one who has it. these things."

"Speed ​​up the transportation and inform the Allies that Pulin City is owned by the Golden Dynasty. If there is another massacre of civilians, it will be regarded as an enemy of the Golden Dynasty." Roland turned to Ikosela behind him and ordered.

Ecosela responded and left.

Roland raised his head and looked at the shadow of the golden tree above Pulin City. He contacted Yakir through the induction of the golden tree. Before it left too far, he immediately issued an order: "Yakir, if you find it in the air For any situation related to Charles Empire’s reinforcements, regardless of the mission you are performing, come back and report to me immediately.”

After a while, Akiel's answer came back through the golden tree: "I already know, the respected Lord of the Elden Ring."

After doing all this, Roland turned his attention to the ether meter, which had reached 5W again.In fact, from the moment Roland brought the King's Army to Pulin City to transport civilians, his ether meter began to grow at a very fast rate.It was not difficult for Roland to deduce that these sudden increases in ether came from the civilians of Pulin City and the Pulin City defenders who followed the warriors.

And just now, the ether meter suddenly increased by several thousand points. Combined with the performance of the fat noble of Gunther Country, it must have been provided by the Gunther Country soldiers killed by Neferi Lu.Although Roland was certain that the Golden Tree would be able to collect enough soul ether before the civilians in Pulin City were transported, he expected that it might not happen until midnight today.Nephili Lu's behavior actually saved him a lot of time.

Why does it have to be [-] ethers? That’s because that’s how much ether is needed to summon [Golden King] Greg.

[Golden King] Greg and the new Storm King Neferi Lu, these two strong men close to the quasi-king level are Roland’s confidence to deal with the following reinforcements from the Charles Empire. This is why Roland acquiesced in Neferi Lu’s presence. behavior in the city.

"Huh, [Golden King] Greg..." Roland muttered the name of this demigod who was driven crazy by being "weak", and clicked the summon button on the system interface in his mind.

【Confirm summon? (whether)】.

【Yes】

[Summoning Golden King Greg, error, cannot be summoned.Please ask the host to move to the location of the golden tree to summon it. 】

Forget about this, the big tree guards must be summoned near the body of the Golden Book, so of course Greg, as a demigod, also needs to be there to be summoned.Roland wasted no time and immediately came to the blessing teleportation point and returned to the golden tree through it.

The ether meter on the system interface suddenly dropped by fifty thousand, and the golden tree emitted an unprecedented bright light, falling from its golden branches and leaves like a bright meteor shower. .Whether it is Moren City, Leiden City or the newly captured Pulin City, the shadows of the golden trees above these cities also light up, instantly covering the cities in a mysterious golden color and dyeing them dazzling. golden color.

The branches and leaves of the golden trees began to sway, as if conveying some kind of message to the surroundings. All the golden trees vibrated energetically, and beautiful light shot out from the sky, illuminating every street and every place. corner.

This light is dazzling and unparalleled, making everyone who sees it feel a strong energy.

The light emitted by the golden tree was soft and brilliant, and everyone in these cities felt extremely peaceful and at ease, as if all the pain and suffering had just been driven away from the city by this light.

This is the powerful energy released by the golden tree to the world. This makes everyone in the city feel an invisible magnetic field and a deep blessing. It is as if under the protection of the golden tree, they can effortlessly Be able to resist all threats from the outside world without fear.

At the same time, in the junction.

The clone of the Blessed King, Malkit, who was supposed to be guarding Stonewell City in front of the main gate, came to Stonewell's royal hall and looked at Greg who was still mumbling crazily to himself with a pity look.

"Power...I need power! I need more limbs of the faded ones, and the power of the mountain monster. Yes, yes! And the flying dragon that flew into Stonewell City. I want to lead my soldiers to take that Kill the flying dragon!" Greg's white hair was scattered around his body, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, with only a hint of golden light flashing in the depths of his pupils from time to time.His originally delicate face became old and terrifying, and he longed for more "limb extensions".

"As long as there is a flying dragon, as long as I attach its limbs, I can lead my soldiers back to their hometown and bathe in the light of the golden book again." Greg stood up and had attached the lower body of the mountain demon, and said ferociously The terrifying body was covered with limbs of innocent faded people, and they swung their teeth and claws in the air in response to Greg's movements.

Malkit said: "[Gold] Greg, it's time to stop your useless limb-repairing behavior. As the lord of Nimgefu, haven't you noticed any abnormal situations in your territory these days?"

"Abnormal situation?" Greg showed a grin: "It's good to have abnormal situations. Is that Faded One here again? Okay, okay, last time he led me back to my hometown of Rodel, and this time he was so fast Are you here? Bring him to me quickly, you ugly omen. He is my noble man, and only he can lead us back to our hometown!"

Malkit shook his head: "It seems that the faded one is right, your heart has actually been broken for a long time. You have been staying here these few days, haven't you visited the city?"

"Is it possible that the Faded One has not arrived?" Greg looked disappointed when he heard Malkit's words. He shook his head crazily, and his ferocious body covered with luxurious fine forging also swayed: "No, He promised me! The faded one who could become the King of Elden never broke his promise. I understand, I must be too weak that's why he didn't want to see me. Quick, guards! Guards! Put on yours Armor, pick up your weapons! Hunt down the flying dragon that broke into Stonewell City, and I will reattach its limbs!"

However, no guard responded to Greg's crazy words, and there was no trace of the homeless knight who should have appeared with his words.

Greg's bloodshot eyes were stunned at first, and then became more and more crazy: "Homeless Knight!!! Finally, even you look down on me! I am the [Golden King]!! How dare you disobey my orders! Ah! Ahhhh, power, I need more power!!!!”

"Calm down, you pathetic demigod." Malkit suddenly shouted loudly, which brought Greg back to his senses: "It's not that they don't respond to your words, and it's not that they leave you! It's the people in Stonewell City. All 29 Homeless Knights have disappeared!"

"Disappeared?" Greg repeated, his eyes blank: "Then...where did they go?"

Chapter 1: Changes in the border area

The sound of wind in the corridor in front of the royal hall in Stonewell City was still there, and only Greg's voice drifted along with the wind and sand that persisted all year round.

"Then...where did they go?"

Malkit struck the bluestone floor with her cane, and said to Greg in an iron-clad tone: "Go out for a walk and see what's going on in your territory."

After saying that, the figure of the ominous demon disappeared in front of Greg along with a ball of golden light, and a haggard male dignitary who had lost his mind appeared in place.

Although the powerful man lost his mind, when he felt the crazy aura of the demigod not far away from him, he murmured in fear and ran away, hiding behind a stone tablet with his head in his hands, his body shaking like chaff.

Greg, whose body had turned into a monster, took a look at the powerful man. For the first time, he did not do anything to the poor powerful man. Instead, he lifted up his attached mountain demon foot and walked towards the outside of Stonewell City.

When passing by the castle hall, two spider-like descendants of nobles with limbs crawled behind Greg. They lowered their handsome heads and said respectfully to Greg: "King."

Greg looked at these two nobles who, like himself, were willing to degenerate into limbed monsters because of their desire for power, with a rare look of tenderness in his eyes.He asked: "Has anything unexpected happened in the castle recently?"

The descendant of the grafted nobleman on the left said: "Back to the noble King Greg, a large number of exiled soldiers have suddenly disappeared in Stonewell City recently, and all the homeless knights who should be patrolling around the city have also disappeared. Just a few hours ago The three lion guards and a large number of storm eagles in Stonewell City also disappeared mysteriously."

Then the handsome face of the prosthetic noble showed a confused expression, and he said in an uncertain tone: "I happened to be outside the castle at that time, and saw several storm war eagles disappearing in front of me. They were enveloped in a burst of golden light and then disappeared. , it’s like... it’s like someone summoned me with magic.”

"Golden light, magic, summoned?" Greg chewed these three words.

The descendant of the nobleman with the limb continued: "Also, the annoying Faded One and his friend the magician Roger did not defeat the ominous demons in front of the main entrance and come to the city like they did several times before."

At this time, the descendant of the nobleman with the limb on the right spoke, and the voice turned out to be a young girl. She said: "I didn't see any trace of the faded one at Houwang Cliff. There was only the dead finger in the church. The corpse of the witch. According to the past experience of the world being reset by mysterious forces, the faded one should have already met me by this time."

Greg fell into deep thought. He thought of Malkit's words and said softly to the two descendants of the grafted nobles: "I have also heard some information about the faded one, so I am going to Stoneway now." Take a look outside Ercheng."

"Do you need me to gather soldiers to follow you out of the city with your greatness?" asked the young man on the left who was a descendant of a noble family.

Greg's generous palm gently stroked the young man's head and shook his head: "No, it's enough for you two to follow me."

The demigod now had a bold idea in his mind.He thought of the time before a certain world reset, when the faded man who could become the King of Elden did not kill him after defeating him, but instead reached a cooperation with him.He led himself back to the royal city Rodel that he had always longed to see again and the golden tree that was no longer as bright as it was when he was a child.

"I will break this damn reincarnation." Greg vaguely remembered what the Faded One said when he was looking at the trunk of the golden tree in a daze: "No matter the stars, the epileptic fire, or the perfect legal ending, there is no way to break the reincarnation, but I will find a way to break this reincarnation. [Eternal Queen] Malika’s resistance is right but also wrong. It is right that she should resist the Supreme Will, but she did not calculate that the Supreme Will will change this border. It has become a place like a small game, where we can only struggle in reincarnation over and over again."

"I will take the many lives in the border area to a new world, for Melina, and for you who have been played with by the Supreme Will." The Faded One patted the golden dead leaves on his armor and stood up. Said: "I need the power of you demigods. You can release the power of the Great Rune on your own divine grant tower. Then I will go to the Sky City Fam Azra to find the old man who is unwilling to face reality. Dragon King, at the gap between time and space, together with your power, call to the universe outside the junction. I believe that I can call out to the outer gods who are more powerful than the supreme will, and then use my own soul to make a deal in exchange for the junction. Get rid of the teasing of the Supreme Will. As for how to get rid of this summoned foreign god, it is my own business."

"Hmph, I think either the true mother behind Monge or the corrupt goddess residing in Malenia should be very dissatisfied with the Supreme Will, and they should be very interested in my proposal. General Broken Star pulled Although Tarn lost his mind due to the erosion of corruption, Michaela's golden needle was enough to temporarily restore his mind and persist until I complete this plan. The Princess of the Moon, Lani, did not like the fate of the borderland being controlled by the gods. They won't oppose me." The faded person in Greg's memory said and turned around to see himself.

Although the white wolf helmet that was identical to the founder of the Round Table Hall, [White Wolf War Ghost] Bagram, hid the expression of the faded person, but Greg could still feel the other party's happiness: "Now I have completed my promise to you. I think you won’t object to my plan.”

Greg only remembered that he nodded at that time, and heard the faded man sigh and say: "Next, I have to find a way to make Larcade listen to my plan. If he is not swallowed by the big snake, he will definitely agree with me. Plan, but now that he has become [Bloody King], how can I get him out of the body of [World-Eating Serpent]. The last step is to convince [Blessed King] Menggote. I didn’t expect that he is half of you. He is the most opposed to my plan among the gods. I am not going to cut down this golden tree, so why should he be so resistant?"

Greg wondered: "I think that as a faded person, you can actually leave the border. Why do you have to do this for the border?"

"Because I'm unhappy." The faded one replied, "I think the world shouldn't be like this, and that's enough reason."

Then Greg felt that the faded man's eyes were looking at him through the helmet: "If you insist on asking me to give you a reason, then just think that I think you are very pitiful. You have been expected to become a powerful king since you were a child. As a result, I drove myself crazy under the tremendous pressure. Maybe in the new world you don’t have to bear so many people’s expectations and just be your truest self.”

Then Greg remembered that he was angered by these words, and he swung the golden king ax in his hand and fought with the faded one, and his memory after that became blurry.

By the time Greg came out of his memories, he had already brought two descendants of the nobles with limbs to the outside of Stonewell City. The sight in front of him stunned him, who had not left the city for a long time.

In Greg's memory, after passing through the long and narrow city-wide tunnel, there should be a military king's army serving him stationed outside.

The barracks outside the city tunnel was once a prosperous place. The soldiers of the King's Army were stationed here to guard Stonewell City to prevent those faded people who had a glimpse of the Great Rune from entering the city.But now, it's deserted.The barren land is covered with loose dust and fallen leaves. The damaged houses and buildings reveal the ruthless destruction of the years. Bricks and wood are scattered haphazardly on the ground.

The barracks was deserted, and every building here had been abandoned.The training ground is empty, and the training equipment of the former soldiers has been abandoned here.The old archery targets were hung in the air with simple ropes. The only thing that could still be heard was the cold wind that enveloped Stonewell City all year round, occasionally mixed with the cry of eagles.

Judging from the appearance of the barracks, the royal army in the camp had disappeared for a long time.

"Where have all the king's troops stationed here gone?" Greg asked tremblingly.

The two descendants of the prosthetic nobles looked at each other, their spider-like bodies crawled on the ground, and they made an apologetic voice: "I'm very sorry, King. We don't know what happened."

"But I speculate that the reason for the disappearance of these kings' troops is exactly the same as the disappearance of soldiers and beasts in Stonewell City." The young limb-joined nobleman on the left said as he touched his chin.

Greg said in a hoarse voice: "Keep looking forward."

"Yes."

When Greg walked out of the barracks outside the tunnel to the city and came to the camp in front of the checkpoint and saw the King Greg's army still patrolling inside, the demigod suddenly felt relieved for some reason.

In a sense, Greg was really worried that all the king's troops like him would disappear.

It's just that... Greg frowned and looked at the camp in front of the storm checkpoint, feeling that there were a few monarch troops stationed inside.

Greg led the two descendants of the grafted nobles towards the Weeping Peninsula in the south.He walked on an ancient road leading to Morne City and crossed an ancient bridge.When Greg raised his head and looked eastward, he saw a scene that surprised and saddened him.

The location that originally belonged to Hyde Fortress was now gone, replaced by a cliff.The land on the slopes has been washed away, revealing huge exposed granite and boulders.There are piles of stones and tiles, and they laugh slightly when blown by the sea breeze, as if they are cheering for Hyde Fortress to be far away from this land ravaged by many gods.

Greg was stunned for a moment this time. He didn't say anything this time, but continued walking in the direction of Morn City.

But he soon stopped because he couldn't go any further.

Greg saw the waves of the sea crashing against the rocks, making a loud sound, sending spray several feet high to the shore, and the roar was deafening.The waves hit the newly exposed ground, repeatedly hitting the rocks, constantly eroding and weakening their hardness.The sky was covered with clouds and the wind was howling, leaving deep marks on the rock.

The city of Morne has disappeared.

"King, this..." The two prosthetic nobles were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they called their king softly in a daze.

Greg's body began to tremble, first he chuckled and then burst into wanton laughter. The arms on his body were also waving randomly in the air due to the excitement of the body owner.