Frilian at Elden Ring

It's not very powerful; its main function is to slow down the opponent.

"If you don't get past me, don't even think about spreading the attack into the army."

The straightforward tone proclaimed an unshakeable fact, which only fueled the white dragon's anger. The mighty Grandmother of Dragons—where had she ever been threatened like this? Did she think she was doomed just because she was corrupted?

Enraged, Gui'er flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind that sent dirt and stones flying. This simple action was no less powerful than a storm's foot.

The nimble horse easily dodged the attack with its agile leaps.

The excessively large rocks were shattered by Frilian; her venting attacks had no effect whatsoever.

However, it still resorted to its seemingly clumsy tactic, remaining stationary and constantly eyeing the Southern Army's positions. A stalemate ensued, with both sides trading blows, each trying to push the aftershocks towards the enemy's side.

Rumble!

The shockwaves generated by the clash between the two sides shot straight into the sky.

One was a giant in size, the other a wide-range spell; with each move, the earth cracked, hills were flattened, and decaying, parasitic vegetation was uprooted by the gale.

The rocks under Guior's feet crumbled with a single step, turning into dust and disappearing without a trace.

It constantly whipped up gusts of wind and even unleashed its breath, leaving even Frilian covered in dust. Its sheer size gave it a significant advantage, making every move destructive; she had to protect both the spirit horse and the army simultaneously.

Both sides were keeping a close watch on each other.

Currently, she is using hit-and-run tactics to hold off the most troublesome Dragon Grandmother while leaving the other side to the Southern Army.

Even from this distance, the sounds of battle could be heard, with flashing swords, flying blood and flesh, and dragons falling one after another.

Faced with the dense array of spears and crossbows from humans, and even the earth dragons, the limb-splitting nobles and dragon eaters, they were forced to retreat in defeat.

"Hooo!"

Screams and cries of agony rose and fell, and corpses littered the ground.

They are extremely experienced in dealing with enemies like wyverns. The Ningmgef people often operate around Lake Yakir and have extensive experience fighting these creatures. Once they start hunting in large numbers, they become unstoppable.

Although the flying dragons also caused considerable trouble for our side, the losses were within a controllable range and did not affect our overall combat effectiveness compared to the enemy's losses.

"Charge! Kill these monsters!"

“Not a single one can escape, otherwise they will spread the crimson decay.”

"Watch out, other corrupting creatures are attacking—"

The Southern Army, growing ever more courageous in battle, simultaneously confronted a host of corrupt creatures, including flying dragons, crows, and wolfhounds, almost relentlessly pursuing their opponents. Their 20,000 elite troops, united as one, were invincible.

The monsters were stunned.

Is this still the human army we are familiar with?

Having grasped the rhythm of the battle, the white dragon suddenly rolled down the hillside and slid straight towards the army's position.

"You chose the wrong one."

Before the words were finished, the enormous dark moon also rolled down.

Having failed to find an opportunity to unleash his power, and now desperately trying to support the dragons, Guior became an ideal target. The next moment, the massive Dark Moon slammed into the dragon's body with a deafening roar.

At the critical moment, it reacted and used its two sharp claws to hold the dark moon body firmly, but it was also pushed away from the battlefield by this force.

boom!

Both sides clearly witnessed Dark Moon pushing the massive body of the white dragon backward.

Guior used his terrifying size to thwart the attack and instead tried to deflect the magic.

How could I possibly let you succeed?

Frilian leaped high into the air, stomping her foot on the surface of the Dark Moon and unleashing another surge of magic. The immense energy surged forth, unstoppable, instantly causing the Dark Moon to expand more than twice its original size, thus overwhelming the resistance of the colossal dragon.

The simple wrestling move shook the mountains, leaving the entire Southern Army utterly astonished. They never imagined His Majesty's training would be so extraordinary.

At this moment, the tiny silver-haired girl was actually suppressing the Dragon Grandmother all by herself. The latter blocked the attack with her claws, her back kept pressing against the ground, and she looked up in a sorry state.

His vertical pupils reflected the cold, indifferent face of his enemy.

Dragon Breath!

Faced with this move, she immediately used ice magic, but the next moment, red lines appeared on the skin of her arm and it quickly ulcerated.

"So you really do possess the ability to exhale putrid breath, and you've been hiding it all this time—"

Both sides took a step back simultaneously, and the out-of-control Dark Moon suddenly exploded with magic, with ice crystals and snowflakes mixed with decay falling together, a beautiful yet deadly sight, a bizarre scene rarely seen in the world.

The white dragon rolled over and stood up again, its wings faintly outstretched, regaining its composure and going all out.

The silver-haired girl opposite them floated slowly in the purple energy of gravity magic.

"Toret, don't worry."

Melina gently stroked the frightened spirit horse, her gaze shifting between Guiol and Frilian. No one could intervene in this epic battle.

Sunlight therapy.

Frilian used her most powerful healing magic, Corruption Arm, to firmly suppress the Crimson Corruption. The restless forces within her, which had been provoked, also disappeared, almost allowing them to become active again.

Admittedly, she cannot cure infected creatures, but she must exclude herself, because this body no longer qualifies as a life form.

Even if left unchecked, a stronger force will inevitably kick out the weak outsiders.

What kind of accommodation do you stay at?

Is there really anyone in the world who can easily overcome the Scarlet Corruption?

The silver-haired girl's reaction made Gui'er lower his eyes, a sense of tension rising in his heart. The ultimate move he had imagined hadn't worked? This forced him to change his tactics.

Crystallization scattering!

While she was pondering, Frilian made the first move. White crystal chips spread out like raindrops, creating craters on the ground with each impact, mostly aiming at the dragon's body.

Guior tensed his muscles and used the strongest scales on his back to actively defend himself.

However, a significant portion of them still broke through the scales and embedded themselves directly in the flesh, causing pain even to a decaying body.

That was a magic to dispel evil!

Realizing its true nature as a Dark Moon, it dared not be overconfident and flapped its wings to barely escape.

What free-range chicken?

Gravity magic propelled Frilian through the air as she swiftly pursued the enemy. While direct flight was difficult at the border, setting different gravity points allowed her to catch up with the speed advantage afforded by Guior's massive size.

At the same time, ancient, vengeful spirits surrounded the target one after another, but this guy had mutated inside and out, so the attack was not effective, or rather, it no longer had any weaknesses.

"Scarlet decay has completely replaced the body? Then death alone will cause a huge commotion."

She then resorted to a distraction tactic to keep him at bay.

Gui'er was not to be outdone, and would retaliate with fire breath from time to time.

Boom!

The back-and-forth battles on both sides encircled the edge of the battlefield, creating a ravine formed by the shockwaves, shattering the earth.

The situation on the main battlefield became increasingly clear. The corrupt creatures, such as dragons and crows, were retreating in disarray, unable to withstand the fierce and united attack of the Southern Army, leaving behind a trail of corpses.

"Maintain long-range suppression."

Edgar rode past the archer phalanx and ordered, "Begin volley fire."

Arrows rained down, covering the distance.

While it has limited effect on one or two corrupt creatures, it is powerful enough to overwhelm them, causing them to collapse one after another, or stagger along with their wounded bodies riddled with arrows.

The soldiers in the front row, armed with shields and spears, seemed to be thrusting, piercing the monster's body and drawing blood.

When they tried to fight back, they were helpless against the impenetrable shield.

Some dragons attempted to escape through the air, unaware that they were met with resistance from Stormhawks and Southern Army dragons, as well as precise strikes from more powerful dragon-shooting crossbows.

The enormous crossbow bolts even required mountain trolls to carry them.

The marksmen were top-notch soldiers handpicked by the Southern Army, with an unerring accuracy, specializing in shooting down aerial enemies.

"Hooo!"

Flying dragons continued to plummet to the ground from high above, and even those barely clinging to life couldn't escape the swarming and finishing blows of the Southern Army. Even releasing some corruption with all their might couldn't affect those who had taken the herbal medicine to enhance their resistance.

Their thorough preparation was evident in every aspect, like a sophisticated machine killing its target, with each step linked to create a strangulation effect.

With everyone united, we launched a full-scale attack.

Now, the corrupt creatures are in a panic and have realized one thing:

For many years, they have been arrogant and domineering only because they are facing the Red Lion Army, which has been severely weakened and is now barely a tenth of its original strength. They have been weak for many years and their problems are difficult to reverse.

In contrast, the Southern Army was at its historical peak.

Their footsteps thundered across the crimson soil like war drums, tearing through the swarms of decaying creatures like sharp knives. And they were tough enough that no counterattack could shake their unstoppable momentum.

The blood nobles watching from afar were stunned, completely unprepared for their opponent to be so much stronger.

"The Dragon Mother's battle is right next to them, how can they be so carefree? They don't even glance at it?"

"With Soul King protecting us, this is practically a mythical battle."

The ground was covered with soldiers, all fighting to drive away the corrupting creatures. Not far away, a massive white dragon and a mage clashed fiercely, staining half the sky and causing mountains to crumble. Amidst the rumbling, countless rocks cascaded down.

Dragons, magic, and armies together paint the most standard epic of the borderlands; the Battle of the Dragon Tomb will surely be recorded in the history of Galid and even become part of murals and reliefs.

Humans are reclaiming their land.

The call to fight back against the devastation of the war, sounded from Nymgfu, finally reached the Crimson Frontier, truly opening up a new chapter for them.

In fact, this conflict was not caused by the Blood Aristocracy. Who knows how the corrupt dragons suddenly went berserk?

"withdraw."

At this point, there's really no room for them to intervene. They might as well go back and strengthen the Blood Dynasty army.

The overwhelmingly one-sided nature of the battle left Guior extremely anxious. If things continued like this, wouldn't the other dragons be wiped out as well? Even if it was the existence of the Crimson Corruption, this race had to be ensured to continue.

However, the relentless Frilian gave it no chance.

Amidst a barrage of diverse and unique magical attacks, a trench was even carved out to demarcate the battlefield from the outside.

that's terrible.