Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 910 - 596: The Star Falls Before My Eyes Again (Part 2)

This way, even when I'm old and can't walk anymore, I'll have the bragging rights to show off with my children and grandchildren, letting them see what kind of feats I accomplished in my youth.

"This is not just a simple prop; it's a work of art!"

"How could I bear to use it?"

The last scene came to life, depicting the Shattered Star General descending from the sky like a meteor.

This is undoubtedly a famous scene, and those who participated in the Battle Festival and survived to the end would surely remember this vividly.

"But why did only this scene come to life? I really don't want to get hit again..."

Jokingly complaining, Fanen suddenly noticed something unusual.

Because as the entire scene slowly retreated when Shattered Star Latan charged forward.

And a familiar figure appeared in the retreating scene.

A suit of armor known as the White Wolf Battle Ghost, with a cape stained with sand and wind, a coldly gleaming greatsword, this silhouette was so familiar.

"The Elden King!?"

Exactly, this suddenly appeared figure, facing the oncoming Latan, was the Faded one known as the Elden King!

The scene suddenly zoomed out, displaying a wealth of information in an instant, making Fanen feel a bit dizzy.

Upon reopening his eyes, he felt as if he were truly standing behind the Faded one, facing the oncoming Latan together!

And somehow, his entire body began to tremble violently at this moment, undoubtedly due to the intense threat emanating from Latan, an aura so powerful that contact would mean certain death.

He had experienced this feeling once before, but now, for some reason, Latan seemed even more terrifying than the one they faced at the Battle Festival, as if he were stronger!

Under the falling stars, the wasteland was filled with residual shadows, collapsed with exhaustion.

The jug body of Alexander was still shattered, Blaze was leaning on his sword, panting, Big Goat had a hammer mostly broken, and old men couldn't move, fallen on the ground...

Even on the Faded one's body, injuries were visible, the cloak torn to pieces, just half hanging, and he was the only one left standing on the field.

All the details unmistakably indicated that a great battle had just taken place here, a fight against Latan!

No detailed demonstration was needed; just imagining it could envision an earth-shattering battle. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

So that's it, this was the memory of the Elden King facing Latan. Fanen understood, and at this moment, he stared at the scene intently, wanting to see how the Faded one would withstand this descending blow.

It couldn't be some strange roll like Ash's duel with Overlord Wonier, suddenly immune to all harm, right?

At that moment, he heard the Faded one take a deep breath.

"Sssss—"

The Faded one raised his hand and ripped off the shredded cloak behind him, standing tall like a mountain, gripping the battle-worn, nearly worn-out greatsword with both hands in front of him.

And at that moment, Latan had already crashed right before him, this impact would kill everyone present!

Fanen's eyes widened, his breathing became rapid, and he suddenly understood what the other intended to do.

To use the greatsword to stop Latan, this star!

"Boom!"

"Roar—"

Two distinct loud noises sounded simultaneously, the Faded one leaped into the air, spinning the greatsword in a spiraling attack...

Striking the descending star with a move called Lion Slash!

The blinding light from the explosion immediately obscured everything in the scene, forcing Fanen to shield his eyes, unable to see what was happening amidst the explosion caused by the falling star.

Only when the tremendous noise completely faded, and the light was no longer dazzling, did he dare to open his eyes.

In sight was Latan's face, grotesquely fierce after being corroded by the Crimson Corruption, a visage that brought endless oppression to adventurers.

But there was something different about it, bringing a sense of discord.

Upon looking closely, Fanen finally realized what was causing this sense of discord.

Because the Shattered Star General's helmet was shattered.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

A sword mark was deeply engraved in the center of the helmet, with countless small cracks spreading outward from that mark, covering the entire helmet.

"Clatter!" with a sound, the helmet symbolizing the lion completely shattered.

As helmet fragments fell like rain, a low sound came from Latan's mouth, no longer filled with rage and turmoil, but instead displaying a sense of indefinable tranquility.

Simultaneously.

His body turned into scattered stars drifting with the wind.

Shattered Star General Latan thus declared his end.

And through his gradually dispersing body, the silhouette of the Faded one supporting himself on the planted greatsword to stand reappeared.

And those lying around him, be it Alexander or Blaze.

No one was dead!

"Did it... really stop?"

Fanen rubbed his eyes, as if not believing what he had just seen, could such a thing really be stopped by a human!?

They really did it!?

He had seen many adventurer recordings of stopping rampaging Dragons in the forest area using attacks, and knew about stopping the Dragon Car, a strange goal seemingly pursued by everyone.

But stopping Latan?

Such a thing he couldn't possibly do, not even daring to think about it!