Elden Ring: Atai vows to have a perfect ending

Chapter 582: The Curse of Evil Omen

The fire is burning.

Mad Fire Tron released a scorching flame like a wave, and it was more and more turbulent, making it difficult for people to approach him. Even his Mad Fire Witch Haida stepped back.

I have a bad feeling that maybe I should take advantage of the other party's transition period and strike first!

Prayer - Dragon Thunder Shelter by Lance Shanks.

Prayer - Beast Vitality.

Having made sufficient preparations, I raised the Night Fire, ready to split the scorching flames and rush towards the opponent.

But unexpectedly, the burning heat of the flame suddenly contracted. Mad Firetron suddenly covered his head, knelt on the ground, and let out a heart-wrenching roar: "Uh ah ah - damn it! Damn gold!"

The other party's sudden move was quite confusing. After all, it seemed that this was not as simple as exposing one's own flaws.

I didn't care about anything else and rushed forward with knife in hand, striking with a red lightning and thunder.

The other party reacted almost subconsciously, grabbed the machete beside him and raised his hand to block.

when--

I always felt that the opponent seemed to be weak. Even though this sword was blocked, it still fell on his shoulder and was only blocked by his body.

"Damn you." The other party raised his head, and a trace of surprise seemed to flash across his eyes that were burning with turbid fire. "You, you guy, are Zero?"

I was also slightly stunned, and then Tron grabbed the blade and threw me out together.

Seeing this, Melina immediately rushed forward, with the blade emitting black and red fire of death, and stabbed straight at the opponent.

"Wait a minute, Melina, something doesn't seem right!" I shouted.

——It felt like Tron had regained consciousness, or as if he had just woken up. He had no idea what was going on.

But it was too late, Melina stabbed the opponent in the abdomen with a sword.

The other party had no time to defend himself and could only grab Melina's wrist, gasping: "You, you... Wuwuwuwu——Ahhhhh!"

As if he had used up all his strength, Tron pulled out the dagger and threw Melina out again.

"You, you!" He screamed in pain, "Why? Marika - why?! What is a bad omen? What is a curse! I was born like this! Why should I be hated by you bastards and abandoned to the dark and dirty underground! What eternity, what blessing, are nothing but your hypocritical lies!"

Now, even Melina noticed something was wrong. She turned around and gave him a confused look: "Master Zero?"

"I, I don't know what's going on. What on earth is that bastard Dianhuo trying to do?" I could only look at him vigilantly.

——After all, these are developments that have never happened in the Ring of Magic game.

"Just like me and the nation buried underground, Lord Tron is also a poor man abandoned by the border." The witch Haida approached us without us knowing when. "We are all abandoned by gold, not blessed, and also suffer the condemnation of the world... Therefore, the flame will give us the real guidance."

"Shut up!" Trone roared, "I don't need your pity! I don't need any damn guidance!"

After saying that, he picked up the machete, rushed forward, and chopped at us.

"Get out of the way!" I took the initiative to step forward, took a deep breath, and forcibly blocked the opponent's attack. "Tron, wake up, don't let the madness lose your mind."

——Perhaps, awakening Tron can also seal the fire of madness.

But the other party didn't pay any attention to my words. He roared and chopped in anger: "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You bastards who enjoy the grace of gold, how can you understand me! Have you ever felt the fear of being abandoned in the dark since birth? Have you ever been chased by endless monsters day after day since childhood, had your intestines cut open by gargoyles, and had your fingers gnawed by rats?! No, you haven't! You golden people only look down on us from a high place, like looking at garbage!"

Tron vented his anger and hatred.

That is also the tragic experience that all the sons of evil omens will suffer when they are born. Some will be even more cruel. They will be forcibly sawed off their horns and abandoned in the wilderness to fend for themselves.

I can only persuade him: "But, it will change! Mongert... or, should I say, Markit, the teacher will definitely find a way to change everything so that what happened to you will never happen again!"

"But it has already happened, what's the use!" Flames ignited on Tron's blade.

I realized that I couldn't withstand this move head-on, otherwise I would be in big trouble, so I had to dodge it.

A sword struck the ground, and then, scorching fire erupted like a fountain, lifting up a large area of ​​the floor.

"Markit...you are one of them too." Trone murmured, standing up. "Although you were also abandoned, didn't your mother go to see you? In that church...But I, my father, never set foot in that dark underground."

"Tron..." I didn't know what to say.

Perhaps this is what makes him fundamentally different from Monggot.

Although Mongget lacks love, he may have felt Marika's love for him. Even if it is very small, it makes Mongget instinctively desire love.

But Tron had never had such an experience before. Even though he became the king of the underground, he had always suppressed his rage for revenge. After feeling the power of the mad fire, he was even more easily bewitched by it.

"Indeed, your experience is not easy... But I'm sorry, Lord Trone." At some point, Melina suddenly appeared behind Trone, raised the dagger with both hands, and stabbed at the other's head decisively, "But no matter what, Mad Fire must not exist in this world."

"Woo--" Tron quickly swung his machete and turned around, causing Melina's attack to deflect and land deep in his neck.

But the black-red flame of death burned fiercely at the wound.

This made Tron become like a mad bull, swinging his body wildly.

Melina took the initiative to jump away, but still couldn't stand firmly and fell to the ground.

When she raised her head again, Trone seemed exhausted. He staggered a few steps, raised his head, and fell down.

······Is this the end?

I looked at the motionless Tron in disbelief, and suddenly remembered that I still seemed to have Michaela's golden needle that I hadn't used yet!

If the needle had been inserted into Tron just now, would it have been able to seal the madness in his body?

But Baizhi seemed to have said that the previous madness came from me. After all, the other party has always called me half-body, so I have to find a way to seal him back into my body again. Otherwise, if he borrows my body again like Xia Bolili did, it will be quite troublesome.

——What should I do now? Should I just give myself an acupuncture treatment?

“...Finally, are you finally willing to come? Our king.” Seeing that Tron had completely fallen, Haida behind us seemed extremely excited. She knelt on the ground and prayed, “Oh, what a warm power, please lead us to become truly one... May chaos fill the world!”

The wind brought a feeling of dryness and heat.

I quickly turned around and saw that Tron had stood up again, no, to be more precise, he was pulled up.

His head was replaced by a ball of burning red and yellow fire, which slowly hung in the air like a rising sun.