Chapter 26: 26
Except for the small blood-sounding noise on the bed, the room is terrifyingly silent... But beneath the Glintstone cover, Kaelith's expression is exceptionally distinctive.
Shabriri?
This is a person with great renown, involved in a crazy and tragic ending——
The Frenzied Flame burned the Erdtree, devouring all life in The Lands Between, purifying everything, leaving only the most chaotic Disorder, no need for gods, no need for kings, all life forms are enough as one.
How did he end up here? I've never even heard of a place where there are Frenzied Flame followers.
Kaelith Light has no memory of the Frenzied Flame at all, but if you think about it, you can tell... Burning everything symbolizes the Frenzied Flame's complete pursuit of the disorderly side of the Erdtree... Even if there was a tiny hint, I'm afraid your ashes would have already been displayed.
Only with the "Elden Ring" shattered, the long-lost order collapsing, the golden heroes who killed each other, these demons and monsters dare to show their heads.
It fits perfectly, it's no wonder Kaelith is enchanted. He had just left the camp, and how did he end up encountering so many disruptions?
"Poor soul, you are lost." Shabriri's voice was very deep, seemingly filled with the power of enchantment, "You're also afraid, afraid of becoming that ancient corpse to be devoured."
Kaelith withdrew his confusion and coldly said, "Since when have you been following me?"
"Since you took the first step to explore the path, wishing to understand the truth from that moment on."
"So you were the one spying on me in the dining hall!" Kaelith immediately reacted, then he understood why he had felt a gaze following him.
"I am everywhere. You are a devout follower, but before the objects, you still dare to claim Erdtree's blessing? That 'immortality' law will only make people suffer eternally!"
Shabriri saw Kaelith fall silent, his voice gradually rising: "So you are wavering, questioning, wanting to understand what has truly happened... But the laws that bring order are just shackles, you need to break these shackles."
"With your faith?"
Seeing Kaelith showing "interest," Shabriri spread his arms, speaking slowly: "Exactly, everything originates from one, from one comes diversity, and from diversity comes life and intelligence. All pain, confusion, and fear stem from here, they use bloodlines to separate rank, they use laws to imprison thoughts, they use power to divide strength, just like these poor, miserable people in this impoverished area, blessings to them are nothing but curses."
"Control and being controlled, conquering and being conquered, no matter how glorious the era, the majority of people are suffering through life... This is order, this is law, this is the fate that everything in The Lands Between must obey!"
Kaelith suppressed his impatience and asked, "Dare I ask, how can it be changed?"
"Make everything equally unique." Shabriri spread his arms, holding them in front of his chest, his voice deep and flowing: "Not everyone is born willingly to follow me, but together, we can dissolve all the pain, despair, and fear, shattering laws, breaking chains, burning away the imposed order until almost nothing remains!"
Kaelith remained silent, coldly watching him perform... Honestly, these theories are very alluring to the confused and fearful, but perhaps Shabriri has made a mistake about one thing——
I am neither confused nor afraid!
"Finished speaking? Is it because some people are of higher or lower status, and those who live in hardship have no hope, that they should sever their thoughts and give up?"
"No, it is to abandon the differences, to unite as one, to become the closest of siblings."
"So, order is a shackle, and you think you can impose chaos on others?"
"That's not my meaning. It all begins with the choices each person makes." Shabriri's voice was very calm; his philosophical argument showed no fear of anyone.
Kaelith shook his head, just wanting to bring about that ending, setting the whole world ablaze. Don't talk to him about burning away the human will without considering every individual's desires.
"Shove that nonsense up your mother's face!"
He lazily shot back, immediately raising his staff. A Glintstone Arc appeared in the shape of a fan, cutting through everything in front of him, shooting straight down the path outside, knocking over a wooden barrel, leaving trash and filth everywhere.
But this priest had jumped onto the roof across the street with a strange speed, still calmly watching Kaelith.
"It seems you have made your choice."
There was no need to ask; Kaelith, in his heart, disagreed with this discussion, knowing well that being around this bastard was dangerous... Anyone involved with the Frenzied Flame would be hunted by the Erdtree forces.
Bang!
The Great Glintstone Shard directly collapsed the roof, and Shabriri, stepping to the side, helplessly shook his head.
"Well then, listen to the cries of the desperate from the depths of their hearts."
He hadn't expected this Sorcerer to react so quickly, but many potential followers, even if they didn't believe, would be stunned. The Lands Between is getting worse every day, and madness is a reality. Everyone is looking for an escape.
It's fine if the calculation is wrong; let the flames of Chaos rise from here, stepping onto the stage once again. The outcome of the Demigod battle doesn't matter at all; sacrifices should be used to hasten the arrival of the one who will truly become the king and return sooner.
Bang bang bang...
The shattered wooden doors were pushed open, and a dozen figures rushed out of the decaying room. They were both men and women, clutching their heads and screaming in pain. As they rushed onto the street, Kaelith saw this scene without any surprise.
Just as expected, even if these Frenzied Flame followers hadn't appeared, he knew that they would eventually be eliminated alongside Sellen. Moreover, this wasn't just a simple miscalculation.
"Set a trap to catch a trap, completely causing Two Fingers to lose patience?"
This was equivalent to giving Erdtree a kick to the rear, hastening all methods to heal the "Elden Ring" and suppress these demons and monsters. From then on, disturbing the stagnant waters—just right, murky waters are best for catching fish!
But this isn't my business now!
The enemies of Erdtree had stepped onto the stage of The Lands Between, but Kaelith no longer cared. He noticed some people were letting go, exposing their scorched eye sockets, scrambling to roll to the side.
A golden flame fell onto the opposite street, igniting the back of a wooden house. Kaelith leaped up, firing several Magic Stones to blast the person into minced meat, grabbing the pot lid to block his head. He quickly cast "magical shield" and sprinted southward.
His agility was much faster than the average Sorcerer, leaving behind more than ten Frenzied Flame followers. Kaelith suddenly stopped in his tracks when he saw a bald head sticking out from a corner.
"What are you looking at?" Kaelith grabbed him by the collar and dragged him along. A wave of golden flames struck the pot lid, but luckily Kaelith had reinforced it with magic, so only a few shallow dents were left. The chaotic aura that followed his arm suddenly disappeared.
No impact? Ah, right, I'm not Tarnished.
Kaelith regained his focus and dragged the bald man along, intending to probe deeper.
Could it be that only they, the Tarnished, can be the king? Is that why they're secretly stirring up trouble, wanting The Greater Will to summon the Tarnished?
Countless eyes watched, and Kaelith reluctantly drew his sword. Fortunately, the limping Frenzied Flame followers weren't very fast, and they were quickly left behind. That special fire was also burning down many buildings.
The sound of clashing armor and combat reached from the front. The Cuckoo soldiers were quick to react, not deaf or blind. Looking back, Kaelith saw that those Frenzied Flame followers were still chasing after him, showing no signs of hiding their intentions.
"Why is he so eager to be exposed? Is he trying to cause trouble in Leyndell?"
Kaelith cursed softly, uncertain of the outcome. Since the Frenzied Flame stood against all vassals, who knows what will come next and how it will affect things?
If you've run into me, then don't expect to be satisfied!
He threw the bald man in front of him forward and asked, "What's your name?"
"Thops, senior." The bald man instinctively answered, still not fully recovered, only knowing that his life had been saved.
Before any more questions could be asked, a circular, ragged object was thrown in front of him. He casually caught it, only to realize it was a torn pot lid.
"Cover me!" Kaelith didn't waste any words, immediately raising his staff. The incantation appeared, drawing his bow without releasing the arrow, continuously pouring mana as per Sellen's instructions.
The fiery golden flames seemed to leap into the air, and Thops quickly moved to block in front, but the magic shield lost its effectiveness. Just as he was about to be hit, he gritted his teeth and raised his left hand with the staff, casting a faint green ripple.
Two Frenzied Flame projectiles collided with it and were directly knocked aside.
Kaelith, witnessing this miraculous moment, didn't ask questions but instead swung his staff.
**Glintstone Arc!**
A blast several times larger than the previous one shot out, not aiming directly at the enemies in front, but instead skimming through the narrow alley to the left of the building. With a loud "creak," the already dilapidated wooden house collapsed.
Boom boom boom —
The ruined buildings completely blocked the narrow passage, burying all the figures beneath thick debris in an instant, leaving nothing visible.
The sound of clanking armor and combat grew louder. A squad of Cuckoo soldiers finally appeared. They gaped at the Sorcerer's ruins, completely unaware of what had just happened.
Hoo...
Kaelith exhaled a sigh of frustration, glancing up. The priest was still standing at a distance, but this time, his gaze was no longer calm.
It was a kind of twisted, furious anger, as if a long-planned strategy had been completely disrupted...
Perhaps he saw the Cuckoo Knights being pushed forward, but they paused, knees slightly bent, and immediately disappeared from sight.
A piece of the man, unwilling to take risks himself?
Kaelith sneered, realizing that even if this guy was stronger, he wouldn't dare to cause trouble at the feet of Raya Lucaria Academy. Yet, the lingering gaze, the smile, turned bitter.
Here it comes, making enemies with yet another faction!
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