ฝึกพูดภาษาอังกฤษด้วยเทคนิค Shadowing จากวิดีโอ: Elden Ring - All Boss Dialogues (Introduction, Player Death, Boss Defeat)

Foul tarnished, in search of the Elden Ring,

emboldened by the flame of ambition.

Someone must extinguish thy flame, let it be Margit the Fel,

put these foolish ambitions to rest.

Well.

Thou art a passing skill.

Warrior blood must truly run in thy veins.

Tarnished.

I shall remember thee, tarnished, smouldering with thy meager flame.

Cower in fear of the night.

The hands of the fell omen shall brook thee no quarter.

Mighty dragon, thou 'r the true born heir,

lend me thy strength, O kindred.

Deliver me unto greater heights.

A lonely tarnished, plain as a lord, I command thee, kneel!

I am the lord of all that is golden.

Slowly tarnished, not unfit even to craft.

Aaaaaaahhh!

Truest of dragons!

Lend me thy strength!

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I am the lord of all that is golden

and one day we'll return together to our home bathed in rays of

cold Thank you.

Hush, little Calver.

I'll soon birth thee anew, a sweeting, fresh and pure.

I'm not a feared little Culver.

Ah, my beloved.

David, have no fear.

I will hold thee, patience.

Ye will be countless born, forever and ever.

Upon my name is Rani the Witch.

Mother's rich slumber shall not be disturbed by thee.

Foul trespasser.

Send word far and wide

Of the last queen of Caria Renala of the full moon And the majesty of the night she conjureth

Come, Othsworn Dragon.

Come, Othsworn Giant.

O little Rani, my dear daughter,

weave thy night into being.

Where did ye flee, my sweetings?

Come out from whence ye hide.

There are books and light aplenty, dither not.

Come out, say I, or will ye be gravestones, to be better born anew.

Ah, thou, is it thy wish to be born anew,

to become a sweeting, reborn of my beloved egg?

Be not alarmed, nor afeard.

I would birth thee as a sweeting, fair and fine.

Thou art thou now assured of thy want to be born anew.

Now, bear this sweeting into life anew.

Ah, it seemeth thou art a sweeting rather fair,

and if thou wert born anew once more,

thou wouldst be fairer still ye will be countless born

forever ah now is it thy wish to yet again be born anew

champions welcome the stars of aligned the festival

is nigh general radan mightiest demigod of the

shattering awaits you champions prepare for battle defeat the general Claim glory and grab that great rune!

A celebration of war!

The Radan Festival!

Are you good and prepared, young chum?

The festival begins.

Before we begin, allow me to paint you the full picture.

General Rodan is cursed ever to wander.

Eaten from the inside by milenious scarlet rot, his wits are long gone.

Now he gathers the corpses of former friends and foes alike, gorging on them like a dog.

Howling at the sky.

But now, we must make merry.

O gathering of champions!

The rebels begin!

The celebration of war!

The Redan Festival!

You will find the field of battle past the church ahead, upon the shore under the fort.

General Radahn is there, even now, divested of his wits, evouring corpses, and howling at the sky.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Graceless, tarnished.

What is thy business with these thrones?

Ah, Godric the Golden.

The twin prodigies, Mycola and Melania.

General Radhan, Praetor Rikard,

Lunar Princess Rani, willful traitors all.

Thy kind are all of a piece.

Pillagers emboldened by the flame of ambition.

Have it writ upon thy meager grave,

felled by King Morgoth, last of all kings.

You Put these foolish ambitions to rest

Stained by my curse You are not fair.

Thy partedness shall not be forgiven.

May the curse slip to thy very soul.

Darnished, not but a fool.

The Erdtree wards off all who deign approach.

We are, we are all forsaken.

None may claim the title of Elden Lord Thy deeds shall be met with failure Just as I

Oh, very well.

Let's go.

As Rammadi, together we will devour the very God.

Now we can devour God together.

No, you belong, Captain.

I serve and never die.

Oh Thank

you.

Dearest Mikkelah.

You must abide alone a while.

Welcome, honored guest, to the birthplace of our dynasty.

Stay!

Nicola is mine and mine alone.

Threats!

Duath!

Onus!

Nihil!

Nihil!

I don't see it as clear as day,

the coming of our dynasty, Morgwyn.

Thank you.

I dreamt for so long.

My flesh was dull gold And my blood rotted Corpse after corpse left in my wake

As I awaited his return

Heed my words, I am Melania,

Blade of Mickela, and I have never known defeat.

I am Melania, Blade of Mekla.

Wait.

The scarlet blue flowers once more.

You will witness true horror.

Now, rot.

Let your flesh be consumed by the scarlet rot.

Your strength, extraordinary.

The mark of a true lord.

Oh, dear Mikkela, oh, dearest Mikkela,

my brother, I'm sorry, I finally met my manch.

Tarnished.

Why wouldst thou.. why.. tis no matter.

Fear my vow.

The destined death shall not be stolen again.

Thou who approacheth destined death,

I will not have it stolen from me again.

I shall not part with it again.

Oh death, become my blade once more.

We'll be right back.

Now, before Malachis, the Black Blade.

When established, high -covered destined death, to kill what?

Ah, I knew you'd come, to stand before the Elden Ring, to become Elden Lord.

What a sad state of affairs.

I commend your spirit, but alas, none shall take the throne.

Queen Marika has high hopes for us, that we continue to struggle.

On to eternity.

My fellow, you've fought well until now.

I know in my bones a tarnished cannot become a lord.

Not even you.

A man cannot kill a god.

It's been a long while, Morgoth.

Long and hard didst thou fight.

Tarnished warrior, spurned by the grace of gold.

Be assured, the Elden Ring resteth close at hand.

Alas, I am returned.

To be granted audience once more.

Upon my name as Godfrey, the first Elden Lord.

Tarnished warrior, t 'was nobly fought.

That will be all Thou didst me good service Suraj

I don't know.

I've given the courtesy enough

Now I fight just horror Lou Warrior!

The crown is oriented with strength.

They've tarnished.

Thy strength befits a crown.