Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 20 Dragon's Feast Mark
Lu Mingfei suddenly stomped his foot hard, his boots hitting the ground with a dull thud.

boom--

Centered on the landing point, the violent airflow exploded out in a ring.

Gravel and dust were swept outwards by the hurricane, forming an area with a diameter of two meters.

It is not a simple oscillation, but a sophisticated combat technique that transforms the source into storm power through a specific posture. It is the evolution of the purest storm law and the most useful combat technique that Lu Mingfei has mastered since he mastered the storm.

The psychic knight's shield-raising motion was interrupted by the hurricane. Its illusory form visibly swayed, and its entire body leaned back uncontrollably, remaining frozen for several seconds.

Lu Mingfei swiftly spun around and drew his sword, delivering a powerful slash to the spirit knight's waist.

Surprisingly, after the attack, there was no wound or blood splatter, and the knight showed no signs of weakness.

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the scene before him, and he immediately swore:
"Holy crap, buddy, you've unlocked invincibility?"

Before Lu Mingfei could finish speaking, the knight had already adjusted his posture, raised his arm, held his longsword horizontally, and made a strange gesture.

Although Lu Mingfei didn't know what kind of tactic this was, he instinctively sensed danger. Out of caution, he took several steps back and quickly increased the distance between them.

A phantom mark formed from the power of the dragon's bounty appeared before the knight. The mark emitted a dark red light and was shaped like a twisted rune.

After that--

call!
Blazing dragon flames erupted from the mark, instantly raising the temperature of the previously chilly tomb.

Caught off guard, Lu Mingfei was unable to create a safe distance. Helpless, he had to roll to the side to dodge. Although his posture was disheveled, at least he wasn't burned to a crisp.

The spirit knight's offensive did not stop. The illusory dragon's mark was still in mid-air. After the knight took a step forward and slashed, he spewed out dragon flames again!

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! How could there be two dragon flames?! Even Akiel isn't as good at spouting nonsense as you, senior!"

Cornered and with no way out, Lu Mingfei had a sudden inspiration in his mind.

He gritted his teeth, deciding to take a gamble, with a "nothing to lose" attitude. He gripped his greatsword tightly with both hands and began to wield it, gathering a storm—

boom!
The hurricane and the dragon flames collided in mid-air, and the power of the storm forcefully separated the flames, deflecting them to both sides, like a sword slicing through the heat wave.

However, this is not without its costs.

In gaming terms, Lu Mingfei's mana was almost completely depleted.

"Eat my trick!"

Lu Mingfei, barely managing to stay afloat, pressed his advantage, unleashing a second attack with his remaining essence, 'Summon the Storm,' the sword blade wreathed in storm energy slicing across the knight's neck.

If it were an ordinary monster, it would have already been decapitated by now, but the knight is ultimately a spirit.

Its white body swayed for a moment, then it rallied and slashed at Lu Mingfei again.

"No way, bro, they're still alive?"

Lu Mingfei shouted in despair, his voice filled with disbelief.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei was in an extremely unfavorable situation:
His life force was exhausted, and he himself was covered in wounds from the battle with the knight.

To make matters worse, his Holy Grail had already been used up during the exploration!

In this situation, he had to change tactics and choose a relatively conservative approach, attacking and retreating as he went.

This style of play made him feel very frustrated. The tactics the old knight taught him were actually quite aggressive, with the basic approach being to use the power of the storm to disrupt the enemy's formation and then seize the opportunity to launch the first attack.

The old knight never used a shield, and Lu Mingfei naturally followed suit, never practicing defensive counter-attack techniques. At this critical moment, Lu Mingfei swung his sword again, only to have it firmly blocked by the knight's shield.

He was almost in despair, thinking his life was over and he would have to run through that damned tomb passage all over again—

The spirit knight's figure suddenly froze. Its tall, white body swayed, then crashed to the ground.

Under Lu Mingfei's astonished gaze, the knight's body gradually turned to ashes, drifted away with the wind, and finally disappeared without a trace, leaving only a red illusory mark in the original place.

Lu Mingfei could no longer hold on. He leaned on his greatsword, knelt on one knee, and gasped for breath.

Sweat mixed with blood dripped from his chin, splashing on the stone slab like a dark red flower.

"Haha. This is almost as tough as fighting Agil, but you don't have to travel this far to fight Agil."

After a long while, Lu Mingfei finally managed to stand up and drag his tired body toward the red mark.

As he looked at the remnants left behind after the knight vanished, those familiar, eerie characters resurfaced in his mind:

"The Dragon Blood Illusion Mark, made with reference to the Dragon Offering Badge."

It can strengthen the prayer of the dragon offering.

Offer up, devour hearts, and gain power—
To call the act of performing the dragon offering a prayer would be too barbaric. This mark can also amplify the power of prayer through spiritual connection.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, a movement that aggravated the wound on his shoulder, causing him to wince in pain.

"Is this the 'Dragon's Blessing Mark' that the old man mentioned?"

He muttered to himself, then his attention fell on the word "savage," and he couldn't help but grin: "The way he carried out the Dragon Feast was too savage."

"Dude, that's because you haven't been to my world. We're a bunch of warmongers and violent freaks called 'hybrids,' who always think they're superior."

He reached out and carefully touched the red mark.

The moment their fingertips touched, the illusory mark suddenly seemed to come alive, slowly drifting towards his palm and finally imprinting itself on his hand, becoming a permanent mark.

A warm current suddenly flowed through his limbs and bones, and the Dragon Feast Fire within him seemed to have found its home, burning more steadily and vigorously.

This strange feeling was different from the permanent enhancement of Rune; it was more like an amplification. He couldn't help but close his eyes, carefully experiencing the increase in power.

Having achieved his goal, Lu Mingfei raised his greatsword, turned around, and prepared to leave.

But after taking only two steps, he stopped again, as if he had suddenly remembered something.

Lu Mingfei turned around and shouted at the empty tomb chamber:

"Thank you, senior! I'll treat you to drinks another day, but I don't know if people from the border region drink? Never mind."

After hesitating for a moment, he changed his mind and solemnly sheathed the greatsword.

Then, Lu Mingfei knelt on one knee, placed his right hand on his chest, and performed a standard Storm Knight salute, offering his sincerest respect to his vanished comrade.

Then Lu Mingfei stood up, but the roar of chariots came from the end of the passageway again.

Lu Mingfei stared at the persistent dump truck, speechless for a moment.

"Should we just go back to die?"

He thought about it with distress.

(End of this chapter)