Frilian at Elden Ring

They evacuated in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to set a fire.

There were thousands of people running away in the distance, and once they were organized, the number would definitely be much larger. Galid was gaining momentum.

Frillie whistled.

The Stormhawk, which had been circling high in the sky waiting for orders, quickly descended. After she wrote a letter and entrusted it to the messenger, the loyal messenger took flight and headed to the Nymgford region at top speed.

It will guide the main Confederate forces to take over Gale Fortress and secure their position as a bridgehead.

As she watched Stormhawk depart, Frilian murmured, "We haven't received any contact from the Red Lion Army, and with so many enemies infiltrating, the situation is probably not good."

"It must be because of the battle festival to gather troops."

"Hopefully."

Melina said, "Red Lion City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is as solid as a rock, and should be able to stabilize the surrounding areas. In other words, Lord Jellian has also relinquished control, no wonder the Blood Dynasty's influence has infiltrated."

"No matter what, let's take Gale Fortress first. With this forward position, we can attack and defend at will."

The spirit horse strode quickly from the hillside to the door.

What came into view was a collapsed, grotesque-looking jet train, but Frillie spotted a glimmer of light. Thanks to the resource map module, she might have missed the treasure.

She quickly stepped forward, picked up the scroll, and read the following line:

O flame, grant me strength!

[One of the prayers used by fire-wielding martial arts practitioners, belonging to the high-level prayer category.]

[Ignite flames within your body, transforming them into power that increases both physical and fire-attribute attack power.]

This prayer involves the burning of the executor, and is therefore considered a forbidden technique by the watchers.

Snapped!

Based on the principle that practice makes perfect, Frilian immediately conjured flames in her hands, gently patted them against her chest, and sure enough, a raging fire was ignited.

Melina, standing nearby, couldn't help but facepalm. They were incredibly audacious, always wanting to experiment with every strange spell or prayer they encountered, unable to wait even a moment. She wasn't worried about ordinary flames killing a demigod; the key issue was the rapidly increasing attributes of the Faded One.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a forbidden power among fire cultivators.

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Chapter 146 Lion Slash.

"I've heard of the Prayer of Fire. Its effect should be to enhance fire and physical damage for a short period of time, and also reduce stamina consumption. The downside is that it will burn the user."

"It will definitely not be a problem for you; it's a powerful increase comparable to the oath made with gold."

Melina also knew a little about fire prayers and immediately gave her evaluation to prevent Frilian from causing any more trouble.

well.

Feeling the power within her body, she was certain that Fire Prayer was quite strong, another permanent skill. In the future, she would have one more buff to stack before fighting powerful enemies, making her mage build more and more complete.

This prayer alone is enough to make the trip worthwhile.

Moreover, Frilian made a new discovery: Firebless had activated the power of the First Flame.

In other words, it is the owner of the First Flame who prays to the First Flame, thereby triggering its enhancement, which is more powerful than the Flame Monk version.

She's always had very few ways to manipulate the Primordial Flame, so naturally, she never wants too many. If she further studies the Gift of Fire, its power will only increase, and she might even consider using it as a protective spell tailored to her own needs.

Add another idea.

In reality, most mages are fragile, yet some possess powerful magic capable of killing at first sight, so she focuses on defense.

Besides, there are too many ways to attack, so we can't let the attributes become too unbalanced and turn us into a glass cannon.

"There are still surviving monsters inside."

Melina's reminder interrupted his thoughts. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a roaring lion monster on the other side of the closed iron gate, its fur bristling, muscles bulging, and its size greatly increased.

It became very excited by the smell of blood and wanted to devour it without any regard for the consequences.

Soldiers who hadn't had time to evacuate were already being eaten. Even their cries, pleas for mercy, and struggles couldn't change their fate of being torn apart, leaving them bloodied and mangled.

They're just killing each other.

"Did Galid tame the lion monster to use as soldiers? Are we up to the task?"

Frillie was very curious.

"It's difficult; its symbolic meaning should be even greater."

"That's true. It takes several bites to even take a single soldier; it's too slow."

Melina agreed with this assessment. The Southern Army has now cultivated the Limb-Protecting Nobles, the Dragon Eater Legion, and even the Earth Dragon Army. In terms of military strength alone, it is no less than the long-depleted Galid region.

One is constantly declining, while the other is making great strides in researching new powers, and it is said that even weapon reattachment technology is being advanced in order to make up for the lack of forging stones...

Moreover, Frilian's forces have been strengthened by the addition of the Knights of Kalia and the Academy's Mage Corps.

Click!

The silver-haired girl pushed the iron gate but it didn't move; it was locked.

However, when she lifted it with force, the lock immediately collapsed; pure strength was no match for this level of lock.

The situation where "the door cannot be opened from this side" no longer exists.

The moment the city gates opened, the lion-like monster roared fiercely, clearly hostile to the uninvited guest. With a single slap, it sent the half-eaten corpse flying, crashing into the wall and splattering blood everywhere.

Its forelimbs are on the ground while its back is arched, presenting a tense fighting posture, with veins bulging all over its body, ready to pounce.

Another prey is about to be devoured.

The blood, combined with years of rotting crimson, had driven it mad. Unaware of the silver-haired girl's magical aura, it roared and howled incessantly. Clearly, there was no possibility of peaceful coexistence; only slaughter remained.

"Even though it's a cat, you can't tame it."

After a flash of disappointment, Frillie immediately took out Moonshadow with great interest. The snow-white blade reflected the sunlight, shining brightly and exuding a sharp and intimidating aura.

The lion monster gave the tiny weapon a disdainful look and suddenly leaped into the air to pounce.

The moon's shadow through the gap.

A brief opening was enough for her to unleash a blue beam of light in an iaido stance, slicing through the enemy in mid-air with a vertical cut, causing blood to splatter with a crack.

The target crashed to the ground, leaving a trail of blood from its face to its tail.

The pain caused it to writhe in agony, blood spreading everywhere. Because Frilian wanted to test the combat performance of the legendary sword, Moonshadow, she deliberately held back its power; otherwise, a single, fatal blow would be impossible. Using it on an enemy was pure torture, nearly knocking them unconscious.

However, the ferocity of the crimson corruption allowed the lion monster to gradually rise and forcibly drag its body.

Its crimson eyes were fixed firmly on its target.

"Roar!"

The dull roar was calmer than before; its mind gradually clearing, it knew it had to wait for its opportunity—wait a little longer.

Suddenly, Frilian took a step forward and attacked first.

The silver-haired girl's movements were completely obscured, like a shadow flashing by, sweeping across with a pale blue sword arc. At the critical moment, the lion monster pounced on instinct, but felt his body no longer obey his commands.

It turned out I was too slow, so slow that my opponent had already passed me and sheathed his sword, and the sweeping sword light had only just dissipated.

With a thud, the two halves of flesh were spread out.

The sharpness of the legendary sword, Moon Shadow, easily sliced ​​through the lion monster's muscles and bones, let alone someone who could be called a master swordsman; it killed him in one move.

For Frilian, this was at most a test of her skills; she was still examining her newly acquired weapon.

Both horizontal and vertical combat skills possess powerful poise-reducing abilities, excellent interruption effects, and decent range. They become increasingly intuitive and easy to use, making it no wonder they've received high praise from players; they truly are exceptional.

As she pondered, a point of light appeared where the monster had fallen.

[Lion Slash]

The combat techniques used by the Red Lions army, who fought alongside General Ratahn.

[Can leap forward, spinning while striking with a weapon]

[Can be used with swords, axes, and mallets]

So Melina saw the silver-haired girl take out an ordinary weapon and leap into the air, hacking down with it with great relish. She'd found her a new toy; in the Faded Ones' understanding, the border region was probably a super treasure trove.

Unfortunately, the Lion Slash doesn't suit her petite frame; while it's powerful enough when used with sheer strength, it lacks balance.

Frillie tried out the new Battle Ash and found it quite good, but her conclusion was similar to that of her partner: it didn't currently suit Lion Slash's fighting style, so there was no need to bother with it.

But who says war dust has to be applied to weapons? It can be used on your own anyway.

Moon Concealed Lion Slash!

The silver-haired girl leaped into the air, unleashing a dazzling arc of azure light that hurtled towards the opposite city wall. This time, she held nothing back, the force of which was earth-shattering.

A loud bang accompanied by a shockwave caused even the spirit Melina to brush off the dust and cough unconsciously a few times.

The training ground in the city was cracked open and shattered.

"You actually combined Lion's Slash and Crescent Moon Shadow, how did you even think of that?"

Frillie weighed the longsword in her hand, nodded, and said, "I didn't expect to succeed either. It took a little magic power, and the weapon also needs to be strengthened to stack combat skills so it won't break."

"Your talent as a warrior is in no way inferior to that of a mage, and you might even be as good as General Rataen in terms of teamwork."

Wow!

Just as the two were talking, a large area opposite them collapsed, and a light shone from the ruins—it was a talisman.

Having not seen the amulet for a long time, Freylian immediately ran to the ruins. Although the resource module map would show the approximate location, she would have to find the details herself.

She kept searching.

Melina was already used to this. The Faded Ones seemed to focus their perception mainly on treasures. Their keen intuition always allowed them to find treasures in unexpected places and create amazing effects through combinations they had never heard of before.

Gradually, she also began to look forward to how many more treasures Frillie might find in the borderlands.

The silver-haired girl paused, reached into the brick and pulled, but didn't feel any strong magical fluctuations. Was it too weak?

The Legend of Shattered Stars

[Crafting amulets based on heroic legends can enhance strength.]

[The hero hailed as the strongest demigod, single-handedly challenges and shatters a falling star.]