Frilian at Elden Ring

In particular, the power of the Soul King was completely engraved on the Galid Dunes.

Within sight, a fiery red lava line was level with the sea, covering the sea surface and forming a brand new gold. From a distance, it looked like dawn was rising from the beach, but in reality, it was a chaotic hell.

The Witch's Flame of Izaris has answered the call.

At this moment, Frilian's flames filled the battlefield, even fading the crimson decay and transforming the environment. It should have a new name:

A wasteland on earth.

Another objective of using fire is to weaken the enemy.

Ratahn, standing before him, let out a hoarse, low growl, his face showing discomfort, and his movements gradually slowing down.

The crimson decay within his body naturally repels flames, yet the ground is now ablaze with magma. Even flight wouldn't last long; he can only fight against Frilian under these unfavorable conditions.

What he couldn't understand was why Frilian still had so much magic power? It was unfathomable, and she had never drunk any elixirs.

"Curious, aren't you? Because I used more than just the power of the Stargazer; you've misjudged me."

If Ratahn had anticipated the opponent's formidable magical power, he would likely have adopted a more conservative tactic and wouldn't be struggling like this now.

In fact, he had already pushed his opponent to a critical point:

There aren't enough stargazers.

The mage account at the border is only equivalent to a top-tier hero, and it's already stretched thin. She has to use some of her original attributes to strengthen it in order to keep up with the intense life-or-death battle.

The title of the strongest demigod has already proven to be highly prestigious.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Ratahn saw the silver-haired girl throw a gravity ball into the sky. What was she doing?

He was delirious and confused, but one thing was clear: his opponent had deliberately targeted him until he was too exhausted to reclaim control of the gravity magic. Something was wrong! He needed to immediately go on defense and create distance.

He did as he was told, and as expected, the gravity ball stirred up the flames of the chaotic ruins, forming an unprecedented hurricane that rose from the coastline.

The horizon disappeared, leaving only a fire tornado wandering around.

The flames made Frilian's pretty face glow red, and a hint of murderous intent emanated from it. It was time to end this.

"Chaotic Tornado".

The vortex of fire, like a giant python, lunged at Rataen's location, blasting out a long rainbow that pierced through all the mountains, rocks, and sand dunes along its path, stretching for several kilometers. Its power to destroy a nation was unparalleled; this attack was made possible by almost all of its magic power.

"Roar!"

Amidst the roar, the gravitational energy forcefully resisted, carving out a foothold in a tiny space, and the caster advanced instead of retreating.

Ratan fired an arrow with all his might, aiming for a vital spot, in an attempt to interrupt, but Frilian dodged it by tilting her head. The arrow grazed her shoulder, leaving a bloody mark, but she remained unfazed.

The chaotic flames completely engulfed the target, leaving no trace.

Is it over?

Everyone stared into the distance, their scalps tingling with fear. At that moment, a pool of blood rose behind the silver-haired girl, and Mongols, wielding the holy spear, delivered a powerful downward slash.

clang!

As if she had expected it, Frilian crossed her two staffs to firmly block the attack from above. In an instant, cursed blood and flames intertwined, and the two of them took a few steps back before they were able to stand firm and assume their fighting stances.

"How can it be!"

The mighty Blood King was repeatedly thwarted. "Your magic shouldn't be enough to stop him."

"What did I just say? You misjudged the situation—"

With a gentle wave of his staff, Luther's fire tornado, which had been burning Rataen just moments before, flew straight toward Monger, while General Shattered Star was not seriously injured at all.

This move was originally intended for assassins.

Frillie used her staff in a backhand motion, and with a flick of her wrist, the fire tornado, in a gravitational twist, launched a counterattack, crashing down on the attacker.

Wow!

Caught off guard, the flames completely engulfed Munger's body. Although he immediately used his cursed blood to block them, he still suffered burns. And why were these flames so corrosive? They exuded a polluted, mad, and demonic roar, impossible to purify.

The forces that belong to the same type of pollution cannot be eliminated in a short time.

At the critical moment, countless monsters rose from the blood pool, forming a shield to absorb the power for their master.

As a demigod's avatar, and with the help of numerous blood-soaked followers, it managed to withstand the attack.

Monger did suffer burns and was ambushed, but he was confident that he still had the strength to fight, and that this degree of weakening could be completely made up for by troop deployment.

Your counterattack failed...

After the flames subsided, Frilian continued her confrontation with Ratan, whose back view, wielding two staffs, once again unleashed overwhelming magical power, exuding boundless majesty. But she didn't aim at him at all, and never turned around from beginning to end.

Not a single extra word was spoken, not even worth a glance; this action enraged Monger to the point of madness.

"I originally thought you were a powerful figure comparable to the First King, but how could you be so careless? You dare to turn your back on me? You're courting death."

"I've entrusted my back to someone I trust."

Melina appeared on her own initiative, staring intently at the uninvited guest, a clenched fist of aggressive prayer.

boring.

He was not interested in the witch he had already fought once.

"Judging from what you just said, you seem to admire Goughre a lot. Then you should know what kind of King of Elden is in the eyes of the people of the borderlands. Strength, wisdom, or bloodline? I guess you don't lack any of these, but you lack a bit of spirit."

"Moreover, your mental state is very strange, as if you are under a spell. I sincerely advise you to be careful about the people around you."

Frilian turned and gave a cold glance to the son of the ominous Lord, while war drums thundered and thousands of troops charged down the cliff.

Even if she is prepared to fight outnumbered, it doesn't mean everyone agrees to take the risk.

The allied forces joined the battle.

Monger snorted and snapped his fingers. Countless Platinum Children, Cursed Blood Monsters, and Blood Nobles emerged from the surrounding pool of blood, a dark mass of probably more than 20,000.

Fortunately, the chaotic flames beneath our feet have subsided slightly, otherwise it would have caused unnecessary losses. Now is a good time.

“I will kill you before reinforcements arrive, right in front of them.”

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Red Lion Army and the Southern Army are just watching from the cliff. It won't be easy for them to outflank and return. They'll have enough time to surround and kill the enemy. This time, Soul King is definitely going to die.

"What do you think?"

Rataen roared upon sensing Monger's gaze, unleashing his oppressive aura on both sides. He was determined to eliminate both enemies on equal terms.

"I have no objection."

Frillie's expected response: "You two come at me together, I need more pressure."

"Damn it, I wasn't asking you."

Why does it seem like she's only planning to gang up on the enemy, while both battle mages are prepared to fight two to one? Is this the kind of spirit she was talking about? Is this the real battle of the strongest? No, I can't be swayed by her seductive words.

With this thought, Monger wielded his enormous holy spear, sweeping across waves of blood that covered the sky and earth.

He attacked the silver-haired girl with all his might, but an old acquaintance stood in his way.

Melina's lightning spear was deflected by blood. Since the attack was not enough, they changed their strategy and sent a series of Golden Tree-related buff prayers to Frilian.

"very good."

She aimed her staffs at the two demigods respectively, and the surge of soul energy swept across all directions in an instant.

The relatively slow-witted Ratan was knocked back, but didn't forget to unleash a gravity shockwave that enveloped the two of them, cracking the earth and sending sand and gravel flying. This attack also affected Monger's movement, causing him to be grazed by the azure torrent.

Something's not right; it's not Comet Yazler.

Even the body felt pain from its soul, as if a piece had been torn off by a more imposing being. Could it be that the caster was projecting its own soul?

Countless skulls rose from the silver-haired girl's body, and then she donned armor, transforming into a giant knight.

She imitated the technique used in the royal city of Anor Londo to place knight projections, but the difference was that she actively separated them, using her own power as an energy source. And as one of the four holders of the Royal Soul, she had no shortage of soul energy.

boom!

The soul warriors actually cooperated with Frilian's attacks, unleashing a barrage of attacks with swords, spears, halberds, hooks, forks, axes, and halberds, each carrying true soul damage.

They differ from the Legion of the Dead; they are extension attacks that fully support the actions of their master.

From a distance, it looked as if a giant white soul knight was standing behind her.

And it’s not over yet.

Suddenly, a tiny flame ignited on each of the warriors' weapons. Though faint, merely scattered sparks, they possessed an overwhelming, unstoppable, and domineering power, capable of scorching the heavens and boiling the seas. The caster, too, had just adopted a new form.

Frilian mimicked General Shatterstar's final floating rock sphere as she shielded herself and unleashed a barrage of buffs.

Soul King is giving it his all.

Is this guy really planning to fight two demigods at once? Has this ever happened in history?

Before Munger could think further, the silver-haired girl's soul surged forth again, and he quickly countered with a cursed blood shockwave. Realizing he was a clone, she resorted to a soul attack? A good countermeasure, but don't forget there's another enemy.

Call the stars!

Ratan used a siphon to pull the two enemies together at the same time. Compared to Monger's surprise, Frilian launched an attack in mid-air first, offsetting the effect of gravity.

The evil god's flames struck the caster, who withstood the blow and swung his greatsword to attack the two men separately.

"Idiots, you guys are really planning to take on two at once, huh?"

Now Monger understands that a madman and a man who is not mad but is even more mad than a madman are both out of control, and the situation has descended into chaos.

He'll play along to the end.

People fight for pride, and since all three refused to outnumber the enemy, they simply entered into a chaotic battle. Each person was wary of their two opponents using their largest-scale magic at the same time, and the scene was like a raging storm, resembling a hellish inferno.

At this point, Melina had no choice but to distance herself, releasing the little golden tree to observe the situation quietly, filled with worry.

Although it was a chaotic battle, as Frilian's magical destructive power increased steadily, the two demigods were forced to attack her first, and gradually showed signs of being surrounded.

Just what I wanted.

Soul King has achieved the feat of simultaneously fighting two demigods on the border.

However, the Blood Dynasty army was not going to stand idly by. A dark mass surrounded the sand dunes, charging forward fearlessly, even if it meant harassment, they had to create an opportunity for Monger.

They surged like a tidal wave, with the dam in the middle, where the three demigods clashed, as solid as a rock.

The shockwave caused people and horses to stumble and the world to spin.