Frilian at Elden Ring

"What a waste."

The tall, angry man roared, his voice booming, and countless arms around him danced, seemingly happy to accept the new material.

The surrounding soldiers trembled with fear. Everyone knew that once Grik got angry, he would use his limb-splitting technology to create all sorts of monsters. The poor creatures' wails were incessant, keeping people awake all night.

Although the primary target is the fader, no one can guarantee they won't become a target themselves.

"I heard that the arrogant Faded One even threatened to attack Stoneville and seize the Great Rune rule of Nymgford. Should we make some preparations?"

"Don't worry, this place is very sturdy."

Greck knew there was another Forge Knight inside the city, an elder who had fought alongside the First King and was a threat to a demigod. He, along with Stoneville's top-tier forces, were sufficient, and the city's high walls were enough to hold back most enemies.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about the safety of this stronghold under our feet. The key is to nip the dangerous fading ones in the bud.

He felt a sense of crisis from Frilian's record, after all, the Tree Guardian, whom she had defeated, was still quite formidable.

"It's not enough for us to search alone; we need the cooperation of lords in various regions."

There was silence.

The messengers looked troubled, and seeing their expressions, Greck realized that the next report was equally important and probably not good news.

"The largest lord's castle, Moen, is facing a rebellion and numerous attacks from mixed races. The fighting is fierce, with both sides locked in a desperate struggle around the city walls. We believe Lord Edgar will ultimately prevail, but it will certainly be a protracted battle. Should we provide support?"

"It's his own fault for not completely eliminating the hybrid threat. We don't need support; we have more important things to do."

"There's also a situation at Hyde Fortress."

Upon hearing this, Greke raised an eyebrow. How could there be fighting everywhere? He had clearly deployed men to guard various locations, yet the situation had worsened. He suppressed his anger and listened on:

"The men you sent clashed with the local nobles, and the person in charge, Kenneth, was ousted, so... according to their understanding, Hyde Fortress is in danger of rebellion."

"How did things turn out like this when all we had to do was monitor the nobles!"

Are you suggesting he admit to being poor at judging character? That's absurd! It's all the fault of the nobility and the faded elites.

"Not only that, but wandering monsters have appeared in the east, attacking everyone in droves. They move in groups, and all those who went to subdue them have failed. They claim that the Farron Undead Legion is currently undefeated. The monsters have also affected the local noble soldiers, and there is currently chaos, making it difficult to convey effective information."

"damn it!"

The barrage of messages enraged Greck.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and carefully analyzed the situation. Now, wasn't Stoneville City losing the protection of two places?

No, it's getting dangerous. Relying solely on the strength of one city makes it easy for them to exploit loopholes. After all, the Faded Ones from the Hall of the Round Table might seize the opportunity to steal the Great Rune.

"Pass on my orders to increase vigilance, slow down the arrests, and station more personnel in the eastern region of Nimgfu."

The implication is that they abandoned the rescue efforts in the affected areas and left them to fend for themselves.

"As ordered."

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Chapter 26 The Hunter of the Dead

Only after leaving the direct jurisdiction of Stoneville did one realize the vastness of Nymgford.

Even with Torret's speed surpassing any fast horse in Frilian's knowledge, it still took him a day and a half to reach the Water Village area.

As for Oro, she had to make do with walking to keep up, but the Black Knife Assassin had more confidence in his abilities and could easily travel.

"The bridge ahead is the Bridge of Saints."

Upon hearing this, Frilian tightened the reins and stopped. Encountering such a place made it easy to be ambushed, so she did not hesitate to use her wide-range magical perception, and also checked from the player's perspective to confirm that it was safe.

“I sensed a large number of Deathborn beings in the distance.”

"That's right, there are many skeleton monsters there, controlled by a powerful monster called the Tibia Calling Ship. It first destroyed a village and then attacked the area along the way."

Even Oro was wary, after all, undead monsters are very troublesome and incompatible.

They continued onward, crossing the Bridge of Saints and then quickening their pace for a considerable distance. Suddenly, they saw a corpse ahead, with a masked and armored man standing beside it. He had also noticed them.

Black Knife Assassin!

No one would mistake his distinctive armor and the tall stature of this rare race, and he also appears to be a follower.

"Hello, I am the Faded One, Frilian."

"I am D. I obtained the Dead Root by hunting the Deadborn. Your target seems to be the village ahead. The spread there is severe. You'd better stay away if you don't want to die."

"It's alright. I'm going to hunt them down. Letting undead monsters spread in the border region is definitely not a good thing."

Frillie casually released a wisp of her hidden magical energy, no longer suppressing it but letting it flow freely. Because she usually preferred to suppress her magical energy during training, releasing it in a short burst of power was far more effective.

D, though wearing a mask, still showed shock.

No wonder he was able to subdue the Black Knife Assassin; he is indeed very skilled. It would have been presumptuous of me to try and stop him.

"You're going to defeat the ship?"

"Correct."

"Please allow me to accompany you, because if I have the chance, I would like to observe them closely for research, and also help you clean up some of the unborn."

"I don't mind having another helper, let's go."

During their conversation, the two discussed information about the Nymgford region. When D learned that Frilian had not yet visited the Hall of the Round Table, he immediately offered to recommend it and extended an invitation on behalf of the Greatly Blessed Faded Ones.

She readily agreed to his enthusiasm, but now was not the time; they needed to stabilize the situation first. Besides, the Sir Hundred Wisdoms that D had mentioned didn't seem like an easy person to deal with.

So Frillian plans to continue working hard for a while, and then talk about the future once she has a foothold.

Furthermore, she needs to assess the basic combat strength level of the border area before taking any risks.

"coming soon."

Auro beside her gave a warning. Not far away, there was a pool of water, covered with the ruins of a village. It was clear that it must have been quite prosperous in the past, but now it was filled with countless dead creatures, howling at the sky in groups. In the depths, a skeleton sitting in a boat could be vaguely seen.

They are extremely sensitive to the scent of living people, and immediately stumbled over, their immense malice towards the living palpable.

The open-air skeleton army looks much stronger than the underground tombs.

The next moment, Oro and D split up and charged out from the left and right, sweeping across with daggers and greatswords. These undead monsters were instantly destroyed, collapsing rapidly in the face of their specially designed countermeasures.

But they have always been praised for their quantity.

The call ships at the rear roared, directing the army to split into formations. The rear used long-range attacks for long-range coverage, while the front ranks crowded together to block the enemy's path as much as possible.

With increased organization, the threat level of the Unborn increased several notches, even making things difficult for them...

Rumble!

The tried-and-true method of large-scale firepower coverage shone brightly in Frilian's hands.

As long as the mana bar is long enough, you can attack at will. Magic mixed with holy attributes is transformed into spheres that float out, and the skeletons they touch along the way immediately disintegrate. Even the ruins are bombarded with debris, and explosions are everywhere in sight.

Then she strode into the depths, her staff moving incessantly as she attacked at high speed, as if she were in an empty field.

That silhouette was unstoppable.

Even D, who had extensive experience dealing with the undead, had never seen anything like this; it was pure violence!

He has a close comrade-in-arms named Roger, who is a magician, but he could never achieve this level of skill. It's not a difference in the amount of magic power they possess, but rather a world of difference in their levels of understanding that is difficult to bridge.

Wait, could she be the rising star who faded away?

Before anyone could think, the silver-haired girl had already begun a long-range firefight with the Tibia Calling Ship. In the blink of an eye, the skeleton monster disappeared from view and was no longer visible.

D then focused on dealing with the immediate situation, knowing full well that there was no need to worry about that level.

Water calls from the depths of the village.

Bloodstains were everywhere, and several white figures rolled around after being lit up, some even being crushed to death by attacks from above at an angle. The varied death replays reminded Frillie of the formidable enemy at hand, one that was not easy to deal with.

Their character performance was too poor; they were too restricted in the water.

Moreover, the monsters in the area are particularly unpredictable and easily exploit your weaknesses. Many players have spent a lot of runes here, full of bitter tears.

Frillie's feet were also firmly planted in the pond, where skeletal monsters occasionally emerged from the muddy ground beneath her, but she couldn't even touch them; they would disintegrate automatically if they touched her clothes. Her protective aura was a simple and direct form of holy energy surrounding her.

At the same time, a health bar appears in the player's field of vision, which clearly represents the level of the area boss and is worth paying attention to.

The ship rowed with astonishing speed, easily dodging several soul arrows, and the skull face twitched as if mocking.

As expected, the difficulty lies in the environment.

She is currently lacking in mobility. As a mage, she can only stand still, which is extremely dangerous. In the eyes of the Summoning Ship, she is doomed and not even worth taking action. She can simply be surrounded and torn apart by the skeletons.

Click!

The sweeping magic vaporized the surrounding monsters, followed by a large number of swirling magic pebbles that attacked it. With a rumbling sound, its health bar continued to decrease, clearly stunning the opponent.

Even a mere pond can be restricted? Don't be ridiculous, I've fought in cesspools more than once.

Frilian coldly unleashed her attacks, the frequency of which was so fast it formed a continuous line.

The angry call to arms spun at full speed, dodging several attacks, and finally got a moment to catch its breath. So it immediately rowed to lift the ship and sped away. Even the silver-haired girl was surprised by this move.

With absolute quality, it charges forward like a chariot, causing all targets to retreat.

clang!

Suddenly, the necromancer's perspective spun around, and the enormous impact coming from the bottom of the ship made it think it had collided with an ancient dragon; the force was terrifying.

Only after barely managing to stabilize the ship did they see the silver-haired girl holding a knife horizontally in one hand, its sharpness imposing yet composed, her supposedly lethal attack completely missing its mark.

It was a knife! He actually deflected it with a knife?

Chapter 27 Turtle Amulet

Over the years, the Tibia Calling Ship has eliminated countless masters who have come and gone, employing all sorts of unique techniques, yet it still manages to take them down one by one.

What's the point of all this fancy stuff? Everyone dies the same way. This place, Huanshui Village, has buried countless corpses.

However, today Frilian's display of strength was flawless and unwavering, and her absolute power and combat skills were even more terrifying.

Could its ship be bounced away?