Frilian at Elden Ring

Boom!

Each crystal triggers an explosion, easily destroying the surrounding ruins with a deafening roar, leaving no enemy with a chance to hide. No sensory means are needed; it's pure firepower coverage.

The Southern army at the gates of the town of Seria immediately stood ready for battle.

"Scout, what happened?"

"General, it's His Majesty and... those people dressed like Knox warriors? There are survivors among them! His Majesty is currently fighting the people of the Eternal Dynasty. It's very intense, there's a lot of smoke, and I can't see clearly with His Majesty's magical style."

"They are also Serian. I've heard rumors that they moved to Seria, or even that they were the founders."

Edgar frowned. If that was the case, the stronghold where they were temporarily resting was too dangerous.

We must be careful; there might be enemies lurking in the shadows.

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Chapter 152: Information on the Hunt for Finger Knife.

"alert."

At the general's command, the entire Southern Army stood ready, arrayed in front of the town of Seria, and even began to activate siege equipment.

We cannot waste our forces on meaningless street fighting. If the enemy's resistance is too fierce, we can wipe the town off the map if necessary, regardless of whether it is a magical town or not.

Edgar's initial orders were to avoid losses.

At the same time, they released more winged hybrids; these slow-flying, low-altitude creatures were best suited for low-altitude reconnaissance and maintaining contact.

Although there is a chance of being injured by ground attacks, it can still reveal the enemy's position.

They continued searching the town.

Rumbling shockwaves continued, like a long serpent crisscrossing, relentlessly pursuing its prey through the ruins. Clearly, both sides had entered a pursuit phase, engaging in highly mobile warfare. Traces of radiant stone magic lingered, and the town's spiritual mages were overflowing with energy.

It's easy to imagine that the enemies weren't just the group that Frillie was facing.

The winged hybrid suddenly waved its small flag as a warning.

"Enter the enemy!"

Some of the spirit mages rushed out of the gate, arrogantly raising their staffs at the Southern Army and immediately unleashing deadly spells.

However, the shields in front easily blocked the attack, followed by a volley of arrows that annihilated some impatient but unlucky ones in the back, turning them into ashes and disappearing without a trace.

"It was a reckless act."

Edgar stopped paying attention and instead ordered, "Split your forces to surround Seria Town from the outside and seize the high ground. Be prepared, we may have to cooperate with His Majesty's encirclement at any time."

"If necessary, we will not let any enemy escape."

“—As you command.”

These days, tempered by the flames of war, the Southern Army has become extremely disciplined and efficient, quickly taking action and surrounding the target with a flurry of footsteps.

Even from the center of the town, you can see catapults set up on the high ground, and even mountain demons lifting boulders to throw.

The Knoxians grew increasingly terrified as the fighting progressed.

The town was already in danger of being surrounded, and now their repeated use of night magic, hidden weapons, and fluid swords was being countered one by one by the enemy. It was as if they were being used as training dummies, which was outrageous!

The silver-haired girl in front of him maintained a proper distance, chasing his target without pressing too hard, giving her ample opportunity to react.

Click!

Frillie parried another flying knife with her sword, while simultaneously deflecting a Black Comet with her staff.

Both sides blocked wave after wave of attacks, defending against them with impenetrable defenses.

Behind the simple actions lies an exceptional ability to observe.

Even the most foolish Knoxians would know their attack had been anticipated by now, but they hadn't launched a full-scale assault yet; now was the time.

call!

Suddenly, chains extended from the hammer wielded by one of the Knox warriors, transforming it into a meteor hammer that struck unexpectedly towards her face. Frillie tried to dodge, but immediately noticed the swordsman was also attacking.

With a crisp clang, she parried the fluid sword first, and the next moment the sharp arc of the blade slashed upwards, while the chain firmly wrapped around the Moon Concealed Blade.

Trying to pull this trick? It'll send you flying.

The silver-haired girl suddenly pulled, dragging the other end of Brother Knox in an arc.

"Oops."

Completely unprepared for the opponent's overwhelming strength, he was captured and had no choice but to lay down his weapon and begin casting spells.

But the swordsman on the other side found it difficult to aim during the close combat.

However, the two were close comrades who had cooperated several times before. He released a Dark Fog on the spot to cover his retreat, while the equally undetectable Dark Comet fired alternately from a distance.

Moreover, the surviving spirit mages in the surrounding area also launched an attack, making it a veritable siege.

However, Frilian effortlessly parried and neutralized the firepower, leaving no room for error. It was too fast; her movements were so rapid that it was almost blinding, and one couldn't even see what happened.

Her strength isn't about being oppressive, but about her fluid and skillful technique.

And unparalleled power.

Brother Knox, who had just been tossed into the air, couldn't help but touch his arm; the force had made his muscles and bones ache—it was terrifying.

It almost crashed.

On the surface, Frilian's style seems to favor technique and magic, emphasizing cleanliness and efficiency. However, this neglect of violence is a fatal flaw; her petite frame conceals power comparable to that of a dragon, even an ancient dragon. She's truly in trouble.

"Your Majesty, how are things on your end?"

Edgar's voice came through: "Should we bomb the town?"

"No need, it'll be taken care of right away, it won't damage too much."

"We understand."

It's not that I'm worried about the demigods getting into trouble, but I'm just seeing if my superiors intend to dismantle the stronghold. If they intend to preserve it, then we should first carefully besiege it to avoid large-scale destruction.

As soon as she finished speaking, the longsword in Frilian's hand gleamed.

Knox's swordsman was immediately alarmed, but it was too late; then a burst of light appeared.

Ping!

At the critical moment, he barely managed to block with his sword, but his hand stung and his arm went numb. The weapon immediately slipped from his grasp and flew away in a spinning motion.

Another blow shattered the Knox armor on his chest, leaving a wound. At the critical moment, the monk's magical cover allowed him to roll away and barely escape with his life.

"The armor is made differently from the armor on the border? I used the same force I use to cut through light armor, but it's much stronger."

Frillie muttered to herself as she weighed the Moon Concealing Blade.

"The Knox civilization has unique forging techniques, which are indeed different from those currently used in the border region. You can apply more force."

Melina reminded her.

To be honest, she didn't understand why her partner liked to launch attacks at just the right time.

Little did they know that after experiencing various attribute resource management methods, they would subconsciously control the output.

"The underground world is worth studying."

She sheathed her sword.

The simple movement sent the two Knoxians into a panic, their eyes glued to each other's actions. But the next moment, the silver-haired girl vanished from sight, her sword flashing and severing the swordsman's body.

The beam of light continued its relentless cutting through the street, leaving a slash mark on the buildings along the way, cleaving them in half.

The strength of the legendary sword Moon Shadow lies in its ability to withstand the power of its combat techniques. When Frilian infuses it with magic, ordinary weapons would be ruined long ago.

Pfft!

The severed body turned to ashes as it fell to the ground.

He hadn't reacted at all, only realizing the situation when his eyes were glazed over. Unfortunately, it was too late. If he had retreated in time, they wouldn't be fighting to the death here. But how could someone whose mind was clouded by madness remain calm? The other Knoxian continued his attack.

Before Frilian's new power was generated, waves of magical energy surrounded her.

The use of the "Mist of Night" and "Comet of Night" tactics is alternating to provide cover while maintaining the offensive rhythm.

Topps force field!

After a perfect parry, her gaze remained fixed on the enemy in the mist. This little trick was nothing more than a magic trick, meaningless. It was time to end it.

The sword energy shone brightly once more, piercing through the clamor of the magic town, plunging everything into silence.

Click!

The moment Frilian sheathed her Moon Concealment Blade, Brother Knox was splattered with blood and collapsed with a thud, barely alive.

She gazed thoughtfully at the blade, her magical resonance deepening further.

As expected of a high-quality weapon, in terms of potential growth, it might rival the legendary Greatsword of Nymgford in the future. It's the second best weapon I have. Despite being a mage, the two best weapons I collected in the borderlands are actually swords.

Then she looked at the loser who had deliberately held back his breath.

"If you are willing to tell me information about the Eternal City, time is short, tell me exactly what angered the Supreme Will, and I can heal you."

"No need, my hometown is ruined, and I don't want to remember it."

"What if I were to kill Estée in the future? That would be revenge for you all."

what?

Melina, standing nearby, stared wide-eyed. How did the scene fast-forward to a confrontation with assassins dispatched by the Supreme Will? Truly audacious!

"Hunter's Finger Knife".

The monk's voice was full of pride, and he remained powerful even in the end.

"It sounds impressive just from the name."

"Yes, the treasure of the Eternal City of Noklon, a weapon capable of killing the Twin-Finger Blade and threatening the interests of the Supreme Will. If you didn't die at the hands of General Rataen, when the stars open the path, go underground to find it. Inheriting the Hunter's Finger Blade is also inheriting Noklon's rebellion..."

He gradually lost his voice and eventually fell silent.

The last Knoxian of the magical town of Seria has departed, and it is now utterly silent, but the magnificent style of the Eternal City remains, and will stand for a long time to come.

Although she is an enemy, Frilian still has a sense of the vicissitudes of life.