Frilian at Elden Ring

With nowhere to retreat, Frillie, who was blocking the road to the Southern Army, faced the challenge head-on and took a step that stirred up a storm of frost and ice.

First, he used a combat technique to freeze the surrounding crimson corruption, followed by the Moonlight Sword.

The frost sword energy released at its maximum range reached 100 meters; it was more like a blizzard than an attack, forcefully freezing the first wave.

It's far from over—

O'Neill, standing atop the wave, plummeted down, his entire weight pressing down on her with his flag spear. As the shadow enveloped Frillie, the sword energy of the Moon Concealed Blade erupted! This was the moment they had been waiting for! The sharp blade slashed open the old general's chest.

However, he grinned wickedly; there was no blood in the wound, only a horrifying crimson putridity.

The speed at which the body was modified was astonishing!

She considered the possibility, but she didn't expect that the Goddess of Corruption would disregard the integrity of the container and quickly roll away to dodge the downward slash of the spear.

Pass by.

Even among demigods, those who can react and change tactics so quickly are rare. Her honed basic skills allowed Frilian to dodge an attack, while O'Neill couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

However, he was not discouraged. Instead, he smiled and said, "This is not like you."

Just as the two clashed, the lake suddenly surged with waves. Although the silver-haired girl dodged quickly, she was inevitably splashed with a few drops. However, the crimson, putrid water flowed away and disappeared from the shimmering magical barrier around her. The missed attack revealed a fact:

"Crimson Corruption is your weakness. You're even unwilling to use your signature parry and deflection? Are you afraid of making contact with it?"

"My power will disrupt the energy balance within you."

Frillie frowned slightly.

It has to be admitted that the Goddess of Corruption was right. The intensity of the erosion from the very source of pollution is not at the level of those few nobodies before. It is enough to cause trouble for oneself. Once something strange or unusual is blown out, the consequences will be severe.

The fusion of various forces has brought both enhanced combat power and great danger.

Moreover, this is not something she can choose. In order to achieve some perfect ending, she always has to bring out the First Flame, the Ancient God, and the like. It is unavoidable.

"You're too long-winded, God of Corruption."

As soon as she finished speaking, Frilian gripped the Moon Concealed Blade tightly in her hand, its blade gleaming with a murderous aura.

In O'Neil's eyes, a cloud of darkness first obscured his vision, and at the last moment, the silver-haired girl gathered her strength, sheathed her sword, and then suddenly took a step forward.

Whoosh!

The sword light poured down, traversing all directions and enveloping the location of the Goddess of Corruption.

A pale blue thread parted the red miasma, revealing a painful cry; this sword strike contained soul magic damage. Both the possessing deity and the object suffered severe injuries, their pain piercing to the core.

Sorry, O'Neill.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Nafrillen unleashed another Soul Torrent, channeling the long-unseen magic of the Dark Souls world at full power.

Unfortunately, as an outer god, he was also agile and reacted quickly after being hit once, barely managing to dodge the attack, and ended up rolling around in a disheveled state.

"How dare they embarrass me like this, time and time again—"

However, the silver-haired girl didn't respond at all, and after failing to strike once, she continued her relentless attack.

The two forces intertwined like flowing light, even severing the vast lake waters, causing it to freeze, evaporate, and even become O'Neil's nourishment. The immense Ionian swamp receded on its own, and the power accumulated over millennia returned to one.

It is easy to imagine how terrifying the power was. Both Frilian and the goddess used their full strength. In an instant, the earth shook, the wind rose and the clouds surged, and the gale overturned thousands of acres of red soil.

"Roar!"

Spurred by this, the corrupt creatures bared their fangs and claws, launching attacks on every living thing within their sight.

The Southern Army did its best to block the offensive.

Edgar ordered, "Retreat towards Red Lion City and rendezvous with reinforcements. Be extremely careful of the aftereffects of His Majesty's magic."

Indeed, his warning was absolutely correct. Some reinforcements had already been thrown about by the shockwave, as they had not yet adapted to Frilian's style of large-scale destruction in every move.

The Red Lion Army also tacitly and proactively supported the Southern Army's mobilization.

"Are battles between demigods usually this intense?"

Freya, who was leading the team, muttered, "It feels like there are only two options: going all out or dodging. We don't need to conserve our stamina?"

"Because the Soul King's magic is unfathomable."

Blazer sighed sincerely.

"You and she are old acquaintances?"

"Yes, so there's no need to worry, unless that evil external deity has some other underhanded tricks up its sleeve..."

Wow!

As O'Neill's banner waved and jingled, more corrupt warriors rose from the swamp in the blink of an eye.

Each of them is an extreme source of pollution, guarding a giant Ionian flower as it slowly rises from the water, accompanied by countless butterflies fluttering around. They also carry a deadly threat; even a speck of dust is enough to pollute an area.

The traces left by Marlene's blooming years ago have blossomed once again.

Some of the Red Lion vanguard were so frightened that they reined in their horses and stopped, thinking that they were all doomed.

The crimson corruption has accumulated to the point where the Ionian flowers bloom, enough to bury a nation, and this time it was specifically released by an external deity, its power terrifying and the consequences unpredictable.

Even Frillian frowned.

The crimson cloud in the sky laughed loudly, "Bloom once more!"

We cannot let this go unchecked.

She grasped a fireball in her hand, which expanded with a roar, making her seem like the sun. The magic of the evil god's flame ignited a primordial fire within her. Unlike its original violent nature, it possessed a pure and supreme power, an aura capable of incinerating everything.

However, the essence of magic is to manipulate the primordial fire, which the stargazer cannot control with his power, and it immediately bursts into flames.

"Stop it! Stop right now."

Melina advised, "We can think of other ways; don't make ourselves the price to pay."

"Hey, Fire Seed Girl."

The words from the corrupt deity stunned her, and she gritted her teeth. Indeed, it was impossible for a deity with such power not to see her own existence.

"It's ironic that you're saying that, and haven't you noticed my corrupt changes?"

"what?"

"Now I can even erode souls and spirits."

As soon as she finished speaking, Melina was shocked to discover that her spirit body was carrying a scarlet aura. Oh no, if she was corrupted, would she still be able to burn trees normally?

Just as she was worrying, a delicate hand grasped hers, bringing a warm, comforting warmth to her soul.

Frilian cleansed the crimson corruption.

"I might have to take a little risk next, but don't worry."

How dangerous must this risky move be if even the fearless and resilient Faded Ones approve of it! But she could only choose to trust, for they had trusted each other's abilities all along, and now it was time to give it their all.

Melina nodded and left voluntarily. It was such a pity; she could only watch and hope that Frilian's teardrop body plan was truly feasible.

Fire bestowed!

The silver-haired girl slapped another burst of flames onto her body, which, together with the distorted light barrier, formed a double barrier to resist the corruption.

O'Neill continued to command his legions to keep pouring in, for the Outer Gods, victory itself was not important, but rather the effective dissemination of power; the conflict with the King of the Fragments was secondary.

While the most important thing is to seize control of a container, take your time and don't rush.

He was happy to wait, but his opponent couldn't.

At this moment, the crimson decay has spread beyond the Ionian swamp, and the central flower emits a strong pollutant that, when diluted in the air, spreads on a massive scale and is unstoppable.

The corrupt creatures, seizing the opportunity, actually forced the army to retreat.

Even the Southern Army and the Red Lion Army, working together, were wary of the pollution and had to retreat while fighting.

Now they are even afraid of another outbreak of the crimson decay, in which case everyone would perish here, certain to die.

call!

A raging inferno rose from the ground, and Frillien, engulfed in flames, released equally surging magical power. It was magic without any fixed patterns or routines; it was simply the will to turn everything to ashes.

"what have you done?"

Even the power of an external deity felt a slight tremor, yet the silver-haired girl before him silently picked up a ringed knight's straight sword.

Although it is not the strongest weapon, it is undoubtedly suitable for drawing upon the power of fire.

The next moment, the straight sword cleaved out a fiery arc, the sword energy traversing hundreds of meters straight to the flower's stamen. Caught off guard, O'Neill's cloak was also set ablaze, and the decay was fading away.

damn it!

Moreover, the evil flames unleashed by the staff never ceased, continuously scorching the surrounding lake water.

The only method the Goddess of Corruption can think of now is to corrupt Frilian herself. However, how can she break through the dual protections of the Twisted Light Barrier and the Fire Blessing? There is no other choice but to release the corruption to the maximum extent possible and choose a suitable opportunity...

"Whenever you are forced to attack with all your might, a defensive weakness will inevitably appear, and I will seize that opening."

"You love talking about your plans so much?"

"I'll show you that you can't escape the control of the gods."

Without hesitation, she began to spread the contamination, but suddenly Frilian used her hound's footwork to close the distance, and with a slash of her sword that brought flames, she hit both O'Neill and the crimson cloud at the same time. Her own projected body was actually disappearing!

What a blazing fire! What a burning Lord of Cinder! Have you found a way to counter it yet?

Interrupted, the Outer God had no choice but to play it safe. Only in mid-range combat did he realize the overwhelming pressure of his opponent's superb skills, leaving him with very few opportunities.

Boom!

The battle between the two sides was a fierce and intense one-on-one fight, with frequent explosions and back-and-forth exchanges.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the army finally gained a foothold.

Edgar and Freya, having reunited, exchanged a glance and nodded. Without any further words, they lined up together to confront the corrupt soldiers.

They must achieve results while the Goddess of Corruption is suppressed by Frilian and unable to control the legion; they cannot allow her to leak out with her contamination. They must seize the opportunity on the rapidly changing battlefield.

"Fire coverage."

At a command, a rain of arrows rose, arcing through the air as they plummeted down, burning like fireflies igniting flames as they stormed into enemy lines.

In an instant, the surrounding area burst into flames, and a large number of corrupt soldiers howled in agony.

They are just the first batch; there will be more to come.