Frilian at Elden Ring

It has been so deceptive and misleading to research for so long.

In addition, Frilian dared not use it lightly in the border area for fear of being secretly harmed by the corrupt gods, but now she is much more relaxed and her mind is more open.

In reality, aside from the lack of this variable, all that's left is imagination, because researcher Vlamé couldn't have imagined that the Scarlet Corruption could cause such a huge uproar, which indirectly suppressed its power.

The question is, how do I copy it?

Unique research findings are meaningless, so she began to try to adjust:

First, a barrier spell was used to isolate the spread, followed by a targeted spell written by the apprentice to dispel and purify it. It did have some effect, but it was too slow. Healing Gelid might take a thousand years, a time even the elves found rather long.

If it were truly feasible, the people in the border region probably wouldn't mind too much, but Frilian was counting on an additional piece of productive land to provide a continuous logistical support for the Yatan Plateau battlefield.

Suddenly she noticed that the scarlet soil was actively pulling at the ornaments on her ponytail.

"Master, what exactly is going on?"

"This is not good. It has triggered a magical resonance. Powers under the same Scarlet Corruption Law are gradually connecting. We must isolate them."

Frillie made a quick decision: "I will try to release and unblock some of the energy."

We must not try to suppress them like we did with Valkyrie; that has already proven to be a failure. We should try to guide and disperse them gradually.

So be it, even if it explodes, I'm not afraid. I'm fine, and my apprentice, skilled in creating barriers, is more than capable of protecting me. Therefore, she had a bold idea: why not control the Ionian flower to open slightly and see if there would be any strange reaction with the purified crimson soil?

"Volamei, shut down the lab and add a barrier. You have one minute; I'm about to bloom."

"learn."

Those who have never witnessed the Ionian Flower in full bloom will not be as nervous as the red-haired girl, who is now focusing all her attention on setting up the barrier.

To be honest, she thought this scene was absolutely insane.

Although the laboratory was far from the village, with Frilian's magical destructive power, it was practically within a step. If anything unexpected happened, it would be troublesome. However, Vlame had more faith in her master's power.

The next moment, the silver-haired girl removed the restless red flower and put it into the container.

As expected, the two corrupting forces resonated, continuously unleashing more and more petals, rapidly expanding.

For every minute it increases, Vlamé's heart rate slows down by one beat.

click!

The container's surface was covered in cracks; it looked like it was about to burst. Was it really about to release?

However, Frilian then stopped the growth of the Ionian flower. The good news was that she could still control the process of crimson corruption, but the bad news was that the activated magic would not give up easily.

"If, according to research theory, flowering involves the absorption of relevant energy, then the magic of the flower field also involves the absorption of soil fertility. Let's use the same principle to recover the decay."

Before the words were finished, the petals closed.

More importantly, the crimson, corrupting energy in the soil was all gathered together and concentrated in the flower, eventually flowing into the petals and stabilizing. Under Frilian's control, it remained motionless, as if the danger from before had never existed.

The container shattered the moment she relaxed, startling Vlamé, who shrank back, but immediately realized it was normal soil.

"It's a success; at least it can remove small areas of contamination."

"Is it okay for Master to keep wearing that?"

"This is the safest way to handle it. I have the power within me to gradually digest the destructive power of the scarlet putrefaction."

She patted her headdress.

The experiment went smoothly, at least proving that it is not difficult to actively absorb destructive forces using Ionia flowers.

Although there will definitely be some interference at the border, the direction is right.

After confirming that everything was normal, Vlame leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief. He said eagerly, "Master, now that it has been proven that the magic of the Ionian Flower is controllable, can you teach it to me?"

"No."

"There is no more powerful anti-legion magic than it."

“There’s plenty more, it’s just that you’re not experienced enough. It’s too dangerous. I only used it because I was doing purification research. Besides, the magic you have now is enough for you to handle.”

Frillie will also reduce her usage frequency or even put her on hold in the future, since her ultimate goal is to find a solution.

Upon hearing this, Vlame's expression darkened. In her view, the Flower of Ionia was simply magnificent, its most intimidating display against the demons, becoming a psychological shadow for all spectators, regardless of whether they were on the enemy's or ally's side. It was a pity; they would have to find another way.

"I feel that soul magic is not destructive enough and is easily stretched thin on the battlefield."

"The mass destruction magic that everyone talks about is a false proposition. As long as the output is enough, anything can be used to kill a large number of enemies at once. Your requirement is essentially to save effort. Use special attributes to achieve the greatest results."

"Correct."

As expected of an experienced and wise mage from the Age of Gods, he immediately saw through the situation. Before this, Vlame was not even clear about which direction he had chosen.

"I just happened to acquire a spell with the potential for legion battles, so I can go to the training grounds now."

Frillie tidied up the lab briefly before leaving.

Even before leaving, they didn't forget to absorb the crimson corruption one last time while maintaining isolation, emphasizing caution and never letting any potential danger slip by.

It's too much trouble. It would be great if the lab could have a strong assistant on-site to handle the workflow while Vlamé grows up or goes on trips. But that's wishful thinking.

……

Training Course.

Compared to the dilapidated wasteland that was created entirely by magic, this place is much cleaner, and even has a layer of rock as its base.

Ordinary forces cannot damage the training ground platform.

Many elves regularly train here, as the continuous demon wars pose a real threat to the village's safety, and they must find a way to protect themselves, so they actively work out their sweat.

Once a person starts to persevere, they will no longer be bored, and thus cultivate a habit that can be continued.

Frillie, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, was surprised to find the place quite lively.

"good afternoon."

"You've finally woken up and come to see me."

"Our magic has reached the level of a magician."

However, when Vlame triumphantly announced, "You are either my defeated opponents or about to become my defeated opponents," the elves quieted down, and indeed they were.

Now, apart from Frilian, even the exceptionally talented Millie Adele would find it hard to say whether she could easily defeat this little girl.

Who told her to become stronger by leaps and bounds? Her physical attributes, reaction speed, judgment, and magic are all impeccable. She is another monster who excels in all aspects and is a complete successor to her master. When sparring with her, it is as if you are facing the master himself.

I heard that Frillie just picked up this apprentice randomly. Are you just too good at teaching, or is Vlame just too talented? You're so lucky!

“You don’t need to compare yourselves with Vlamed. Just focus on building a solid foundation first. It’s never too late to take it slow.”

"Let's move away from here first."

Everyone understands that short-lived and long-lived species grow stronger at vastly different rates. And judging from the menacing appearance of the master and apprentice, they are about to start a long-awaited training battle and impart new magic along the way, which is sure to be quite a spectacle.

It's easy to imagine that the commotion would be quite significant, so it's better to keep your distance beforehand.

In their minds, even without leaving the village, Frilian, who possessed the strength of a divine mage, had already shown everyone the colors of the world's pinnacle, while her apprentice, Vlame, was at the threshold of becoming a great mage.

After a long and frequent period of slumber, the village's strongest elf is finally ready to stretch his muscles and unleash new magic.

hum!

The silver-haired girl's first step was to isolate herself using a barrier.

There will definitely be aftershocks later. It's not a real battlefield, so we can't expect to take some people out with the aftershocks. We need to suppress the impact as much as possible during training.

On the other hand, Vlame deftly applied various buff spells to his body, instantly emitting multicolored light. This standard procedure clearly showed that they were from the same school.

Even though she had made the best preparations, she still felt a tightness in her chest, and her heart was pounding wildly.

That's right. The master's ability to maintain maximum suppression of magic power has increased, which means he has become stronger again after falling asleep. Magic power can deceive, but the pressure will not change because of this.

The mountains stand tall.

The red-haired girl was facing what seemed like a rapidly receding beach, soon to be engulfed by a massive, surging tsunami.

However, she still took a deep breath and said, "Master, I'm ready."

"There's no better way to learn than through firsthand experience, so you might get a little tired later. Remember it with your body. But don't worry, I'll still provide the necessary explanations. What I'm going to teach you now is about the ancient, vengeful spirits of the dead—"

With a gentle wave of her staff, Frilian summoned countless skeletons, some of which incorporated the forms of monsters from the Soul World.

She certainly made safety modifications.

After all, the original magic of the Death Ritual Bird is too dangerous and too evil, so they simply reduced the curse power and increased the range of its effect. Even so, it still looks terrifying, accompanied by a series of ghostly howls during control, making it extremely intimidating.

Even demons would turn cold upon seeing this; to defeat inhuman monsters, one must employ utterly terrifying methods.

At the same time, Frilian introduced the general spell formula and its effects.

"Enjoy the experience."

After the explanation ended, the skeletons roared and charged like a tidal wave. Upon seeing this, Vlame immediately used defensive magic to block, but unsurprisingly, it was penetrated and completely ignored the barrier.

The red-haired girl's lips twitched, and she hurriedly dodged several skeletons and started to move away.

The current mainstream large-scale attacks are nothing more than elemental attacks, but they are easily blocked by barriers. Therefore, the master and apprentice do not advocate this method. Even if they have learned lightning, fire and other basic attributes, they will not use them by default.

The penetrating nature of soul magic and its true damage mechanism represent its high lethality; now, Volamere is facing it head-on.

"How can it still be tracking me!"

"The crystal blocks I taught you before can also track, but I've improved them to make them faster."

As she was speaking, she was hit, and a wave of nausea washed over her, almost making her vomit. It was clear the damage had been suppressed; otherwise, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

In a battlefield, this level of impact would be deadly.

More than the pain, Vlame focuses on the intense spiritual elation that follows the blow, what energy is being drawn out, and grasp that feeling!

Wow!

The next moment, she waved her staff, releasing ancient, vengeful spirits that collided and annihilated in mid-air. This head-on, direct interception, while effective, was hampered by their small size, slow speed, and insufficient numbers, ultimately showing signs of being overwhelmed…

Suddenly, with a whooshing sound, the Radiant Sword Array shattered the remaining vengeful spirits, who vanished amidst their roars.

The sword, imbued with soul magic, interrupted the target's attack path in a short time. It's truly commendable that the person so quickly came up with this idea.

“Good, and this is the battlefield-scale you wanted.”

The appetizer was good, so Frilian further activated her magic, and the skeletons rapidly expanded into giants, reaching a diameter of five meters, floating in the air as a dark, boundless mass.

Even a massive army is no match for this.