Frilian at Elden Ring

[Actually, Jie Zhi's lines are very spoiler-worthy]

I didn't realize it on my first playthrough, but after analyzing the plot, I realized that the mother-in-law was one of the few who could speak human language; she was a good person.

My dear Mibao!

[I went to the Church of Corruption first, that's what I did.]

[No, there's another process sequence...]

Since players have given it positive reviews, Gailid's finger-unraveling ability is at least not an enemy. As long as Frilian isn't hostile, they can get along quite a bit, especially since the other party provided information. Is the person named Millison connected to the Crimson Corruption?

Her interest was piqued; every normal person infected with the putrid virus was precious and could greatly benefit her magical research. East? That's the area around Lake Ionia.

It just so happens that a player previously mentioned the existence of the Meteor Staff, which is compatible with gravity magic and is a treasure not to be missed.

How much do you know about flower buds that are about to bloom?

"Why don't you go and find it yourself? I don't know about the rest either. Measuring the boundary will depend on your judgment."

Is this how all finger untying is done?

"As a faded one, you should have been to the Round Table Hall and met my colleague who served Two Fingers, right? How is she doing?"

"Everything is fine. It's safe in the Great Blessing Independent Space. Nothing will happen."

Frilian suggested, "If you'd like, you could visit Nymgford."

"My fate is here, no need for further discussion."

Grandma Jie shook her head firmly, showing no sign that she could be persuaded.

This is equivalent to seeing the guest off; everything that needed to be discussed has been discussed, so there's no need to waste time with unnecessary words.

"See you."

Frillie knew perfectly well that digging into the Riddler's character was pointless, and besides, unraveling the mystery was part of the fun of exploration. Her immediate priority was rescuing the Red Lion reconnaissance team; there was no time to lose, so she set off first.

After a short rest, the 20,000-strong army continued its rapid march and disappeared onto the main road in the blink of an eye.

The Galid Road, built many years ago, is in a dilapidated state. Only some intact sections remain, which can still provide high-speed transportation and are still quite convenient.

Grandma Jie turned back to look at the departing silver-haired girl.

"That's really special."

Over the long years, she has seen all kinds of palm lines and countless twists and turns of fate, but she has never witnessed such a complex and grand destiny. Even the tip of the iceberg is enough to stir up the world.

The divination incident did not affect the Southern Army's progress, and they arrived quickly as they traveled day and night.

The mournful cries of dragons echoed in the sky not far away.

Although I haven't seen her yet, just hearing the name of the Dragon Grandmother, Guil, is enough to awe anyone. She is the most powerful dragon, and countless monsters around her are connected to her.

Even if intelligence says it's on its last legs, there's no guarantee it can be safely defeated.

For many years, flying dragons have been seen here, spreading crimson decay and becoming the largest source of transmission over long distances, which must be contained.

"Prepare to meet the enemy—"

Edgar immediately ordered the formation to be completed, as reconnaissance reports from all sides indicated a large number of monsters, especially a large number of wyverns.

boom!

Suddenly, a burst of fiery breath shot out from ahead, igniting the Stormhawk and causing it to crash to the ground.

The dragon that had successfully launched its sneak attack roared as it soared into the sky, looking down at the crowd with smug satisfaction. Its body was covered in rotting, fleshy remnants, a sight that attracted the attention of the other dragons, and soon monsters began to attack it.

The roar attracted a large number of corrupt wolves, zombies, and other creatures, all of whom marched toward the Southern Army, forming an encirclement and turning them all into corrupt hosts.

"Since we've already been exposed, let's fire a signal flare—"

A fiery red light projectile rose, trailing smoke, and sure enough, another one rose up not far away.

The repeated responses indicated that the Red Lion Army scouts were still alive, but everyone knew that this was tantamount to exposing their location, so they had to hurry.

"Hurry over!"

Before Edgar could give any further orders, several more dragons arrived above the army formation, ready to breathe fire.

They aimed at the army formation below, their eyes filled with disdain.

"Get down here."

It was the earth dragon that struck first. He raised a huge rock with both hands and threw it accurately, smashing the target until it was dizzy and its wings were limp.

Having achieved his first merit, Finn glanced smugly at Frilian, who nodded in satisfaction. The entire Earth Dragon squad, along with their own wyverns and crossbowmen, sprang into action, forming a formidable aerial combat force.

Don't think that being able to fly makes you amazing. The South has been dealing with dragons since ancient times and is very familiar with their tactics.

Frillie, who had originally intended to summon the Legion of Ashes, instead spread out her senses.

The Southern Army was strong enough to handle the situation, so the focus shifted to locating the Red Lion Army. A moment later, their mental energy detected a life force.

"This way."

She led her army forward, fighting off the monsters as they advanced, when a crater appeared ahead.

With Frilian leading the way, it goes without saying.

The Red Lion Army flag was raised from inside. She walked over, grabbed an arm, and dragged him out. It was a soldier covered in wounds, and five others in similar condition, all on the verge of death. Clearly, the Flying Dragons were not easy to deal with; they had almost been wiped out.

Several medics stepped forward and examined the wound. There was no crimson, putrid erosion, which was good news. In that case, His Majesty could be saved.

In this situation, once sunlight therapy is applied, the person calms down.

Frillie immediately used targeted healing. In fact, these people had a trace of corrupting energy, but they could be saved as long as it didn't reach the point of altering their bodies.

After the golden light shone down, they finally regained some of their vitality, their faces gradually regained color, and they were no longer having difficulty breathing.

"This kind of magic..."

The wounded soldier's blurry vision gradually cleared. "Are you Frillian?"

"We've come to your aid. Don't worry, the corrupt creatures are finished."

This statement was addressed both to the Red Lion Army and as a reward to the Southern Army for a new, peaceful land.

"Thank you, but we must evacuate immediately."

"why?"

"It is it. That Dragon Grandmother can move. We all misjudged it."

Before the words were even finished, a roar echoed, shaking the soul and causing splitting headaches. Many soldiers clutched their heads and prostrated themselves on the ground, their ranks resembling grass blown down by the wind.

A massive white dragon, more than ten times the size of an ordinary dragon, rumbled up the hillside, its body covered in crimson, decaying marks. It was no longer a dragon; it was clearly a completely mutated form, a result of utter decay.

Even though it is ugly and wretched now, it still retains its former majesty, and its terrifying aura makes all things submit to it.

It was clearly a moving mountain, its two sharp claws bursting from the earth, kicking up dust. It roared, head held high, its voice tearing through the heavens and earth.

Its massive form stands tall with astonishing power, overlooking the hillside below.

Grandmother of the Dragon, Guior.

The majestic creature, completely corrupted by crimson decay, has no intention of quietly retreating; it will offer its final strength in a great battle.

These humans are not worthy of burying themselves.

As Frilian emerged from the cave where the Red Lion soldiers were hiding, she immediately saw an unprecedentedly gigantic dragon. Even with its wings folded, it covered an area of ​​hills, putting the entire army within its attack range.

Not good.

The dangerous combat position is not the most critical factor; what is terrifying is that Guior carries a large amount of scarlet corruption, causing plants to decay and mutate as he walks, entering a cycle of corruption.

It's practically a mobile source of pollution.

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Chapter 149 Southern Army VS Dragon Tomb Nest

Boom!

The mere sound of their footsteps was like thunder, striking the heartbeat of everyone present, making them forget to breathe and sweat pour down their faces.

Knowing that the world's largest flying dragon was right in front of them, how could they not feel tense? However, at this moment, the Southern Army still showed the organization expected of an elite force, further tightening their positions while setting up long-range weapons.

In any case, they numbered 20,000.

More importantly, the Southern Army possesses its biggest trump card:

Frilian charged ahead of Guil without hesitation, unleashing all her magic power in a terrifying, earth-shattering attack that rivaled Guil's.

who is afraid of who.

At this moment, Torret was panting heavily, his muscles tense, both nervous and expectant, fully prepared.

"I never imagined that the mighty Mother of Dragons would be reduced to such a wretched state, and now we must face her wrath."

Melina showed a hint of regret, but her eyes were filled with determination: You're in my way.

“I intend to fight alongside Torret, so you hold on tight to me too.”

Gui'er, who was sprinting at full speed, suddenly stopped and stared warily at the tiny silver-haired girl and the spirit in front of him.

The last vestiges of reason and biological instinct in his mind told him that a powerful enemy was approaching.

The dragon's lair is in danger!

The crimson corruption erodes the body, allowing a destructive urge to roam freely, transforming into a sharp edge aimed at every visitor, showing no mercy and determined to annihilate them.

hum!

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light bathed the dragon's body, but Guior shook his head and roared, his vertical pupils still filled with hatred. Frilian, putting down her staff, sighed. Purification was useless; the newborn creature transformed by the crimson corruption could not be saved.

Both sides immediately realized one thing: only a fight to the death remained.

There is no question of showing mercy among them; instead, they will try their best to inflict damage on the enemy, especially the Crimson Corruption side, which has a greater advantage, and limiting the battlefield is the most important thing.

The silver-haired girl turned around and shouted, "Edger, you command the army to deal with those dragons, leave Guior to me."

"As ordered."

Now we have no choice but to isolate the different areas, otherwise the losses will be further amplified.

As Frilian galloped at full speed on horseback, she fired broom-like projectiles, interrupting Guior's attempts to unleash his breath. Each shot sent tremors through Guior's body and made his head buzz.