Frilian at Elden Ring

There is no foothold; the sand can turn into a storm at any moment, a flame can instantly become a raging inferno, and the ground can be lifted into the air like a cannonball...

The battle has extended beyond the Weeping Sands.

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Chapter 167 The Battle of the Four Gods.

War to destroy a nation!

The war unfolding before her eyes made Melina's expression serious. In terms of the power unleashed by top experts alone, it was probably no less than the battles fought by Rodel, with mountains collapsing and the earth splitting apart.

It's not easy to gather three demigods together in the border region, let alone a chaotic battle where they are enemies.

If the fighting continues, the Galid region will be destroyed sooner or later.

A single fiefdom is a great nation, already ravaged by the crimson corruption. Is it now destined to be crushed by the war of the demigods? Wouldn't a vast land be utterly destroyed? Melina felt that Frilian's painstaking creation had been ruined.

and many more!

Suddenly she noticed that the corrupting power in the scorched soil had vanished.

Yes, it is that special chaotic fire that has been fused with crimson corruption, and because it is under the strict control of the caster, it can be controlled freely without being contaminated.

Thanks to this, the allied forces now dare to quickly assemble from the high ground and rush over, charging at top speed. The rumbling roar is closing the distance, and the flags of both armies are charging forward angrily, without any scruples.

Therefore, Frilian's Chaos Storm created a killing field in advance that was convenient for ordinary soldiers to fight, which was an interconnected arrangement.

Extinguishing the fire you created yourself is much simpler.

"Even during battle, this principle remains in mind; I specifically chose the power attribute that dispels corruption..."

Melina stared at the three of them.

"So Rataen is maintaining the Star Seal to prevent external forces from invading, and Frilian is purifying the soil by suppressing those more destructive powers; neither of them is at their full potential. But you alone, Blood King, you are not using your full strength because you are hiding behind the scenes."

The cold, unvarnished tone, devoid of any sarcasm, ignited a surge of anger in Monger, but he couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he could only utter a curse:

"You quick-witted bastard, I'll deal with you later."

"Shut your mouth. You are both ominous signs, but your capacity is far inferior to that of Malkit.

As soon as Frilian finished speaking, the enemy in front of her suddenly spread half of his black wings, his cursed blood power surged, and an even stronger pressure came down, causing Rataen beside him to pause in his movements.

Did I make a mistake?

Her response was a fierce onslaught, wave after wave, each movement carrying a bloody storm of power. This was more like it, more than enough. In return, the silver-haired girl and the white-souled warriors coordinated their attack, locked in a fierce struggle.

Monger felt the burning sensation in his soul gradually intensify, making him uncomfortable, but he couldn't care less; he was already furious.

You actually brought up Montgomery? What do you know!

The Child of Ominous Signs has a different way of fighting. It is because the Goddess Marika has denied the path of becoming king openly and honestly. There are too many things in the world that cannot be done without reason.

"You're clearly a demi-human bastard, but you're quite the smooth talker. Remember this: it was Monger who killed you."

bloodstain!

Suddenly, he summoned a three-pronged totem, which blazed with blood. The first to react was Ratahn, who was the most severely injured, his wounds splattering with blood and flesh. However, because of his decaying body, he was not seriously injured, only his movements were slow.

Seeing this, Frilian's eyes sharpened, and she immediately activated her healing prayer. However, the sudden attack from Monger kept swinging his blood claws, giving her no chance.

The next moment, he was in excruciating pain all over his body, and blood spurted from the wounds he had just accumulated.

Blood was washed off the surface of the silver armor, soaking the mage so thoroughly that he resembled a red fountain.

He quickly used a staff to brace himself so as not to lose his balance. He was still resilient, but his life force was constantly draining away. The accumulation of abnormal conditions was pushing the stargazer's body to its limit.

The opponent did not press their advantage.

"Thanks to the hidden injury that Rataen inflicted on you earlier, I was able to complete the ritual spell smoothly, but directly cursing a top-tier demigod is still a bit of a stretch."

Munger, equally out of breath, said, "You actually didn't fall down. You've got guts."

He had almost exhausted his magic power to prepare for this move, and was urgently drawing more magic power from his body for the next decisive blow.

Even more exciting is that Ratahn took this opportunity to attack as well.

The Shattering Star Greatsword strikes downwards with the force of gravity, carrying immense energy.

clang!

Even though she was seriously injured, Frilian seized the opening and accurately deflected the attack. The difference was that she could do it perfectly before, but now she still managed to let the blade graz her breastplate.

Monger was secretly delighted and laughed, "You're almost done for, aren't you? How's my cursed blood...?"

He suddenly stopped speaking halfway through, only to see the silver-haired girl stop the bleeding first. This wasn't surprising; there were many similar methods. What was strange was that it also dispelled the aura of the curse, eliminating all the pollution left on the body and even healing it in the opposite direction.

That's not all. Just a moment ago, there were signs of the soul leaving the body, taking away a portion of life energy and then returning—it was an incredible feat.

The question is, what's the point of doing this?

"I want to thank you, Monger. It's true that magic improves through combat."

"what?"

“You’ve shown me that the concept of splitting the soul for defense is feasible. When faced with an irreversible curse, this body triggers the moment the soul leaves the body and takes away the life force. In other words, what the calamity targets is just the physical body. By actively treating oneself as an empty shell, one can avoid harm to the greatest extent. And my power has always been in the soul.”

In the blink of an eye, Frilian used her soul to repair the reverse interference in her body, dispelling the curse and quickly regaining her condition. Apart from minor wounds, the blood curse had been interrupted.

Monger was stunned to witness this unbelievable scene. So this was the method of a soul magician!

He didn't understand how the curse could be shared, but the situation left him no time to think further.

Several blue torrents appeared in mid-air.

Multiple three-dimensional soul currents surged forth, and upon seeing this, Munger hurriedly dodged, but the other party relentlessly pursued him.

boom!

The white soul warriors behind Frillien blocked another swing of the Shattered Star Greatsword, but ultimately vanished into thin air. Because the summoner had performed a soul-splitting maneuver, taking away most of the energy, their power was only fleeting.

The experiment has fulfilled its mission; let's continue the fight.

Then the torrent split into several streams to attack Ratahn, while numerous ancient, vengeful spirits swirled like clouds, bombarding every inch of the battlefield.

The holy spear swept across but was blocked.

The Shattering Star Greatsword couldn't hit the agile silver-haired girl.

Instead, Frilian launched a relentless attack, unleashing magic from both sides with lightning, flames, and death attributes all at once. Her magical power was unfathomable, allowing her to simultaneously face two demigods.

The allied forces, rushing from afar, discovered that Her Majesty had fought two opponents to a draw, and they were truly impressed by her feat; she had shown remarkable courage.

"Charge! Support His Majesty! Annihilate all those blood monsters!"

The flags of the Southern Army and the Red Lions charged forward amidst the dust and smoke, with the cavalry at the forefront brandishing their long spears, their sharpness intimidating, advancing with the rumble of the earth.

"As you wish, total war."

Monger raised the Holy Spear with both hands and summoned the last wave of the Blood Dynasty army, taking the lead in surrounding the three.

"Blood King, how long are you going to continue bullying the weak with your numbers?"

A dark moon appeared in mid-air, upon which sat a blue puppet with its arms crossed. "You don't mind if I join your battle, do you, Your Majesty Frilian?"

"Welcome, Lani."

Another demigod has joined the fray. Although he is clearly an incomplete possessed clone, his strength should not be underestimated in the short term.

As expected, the Blood Dynasty was on high alert and dared not launch a reckless attack.

Melina, standing nearby, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Frilian wasn't some rigid, battle-crazed individual who insisted on taking on everyone alone. However, seeing the blue doll perched on her shoulder still left her with mixed feelings.

So they're officially working together now?

If the Moon Princess was operating behind the scenes in the past, and everyone knew that she had a hand in the Soul King Unified Magic Academy and the Kalia Royal Family, it was never made public.

At this moment, Lani openly siding with the silver-haired girl seemed to confirm the rumors:

They are allies.

Frilian smiled faintly, and the two staffs condensed into the Moonlight Sword and the Kalia Greatsword. Now that she had a top-tier mage to support her, she would try to use mid-range combat as much as possible.

The two were of one mind; as demigods, they instantly grasped each other's tactics and cooperated effectively.

"Roar!"

Ratahn's roar deepened, and a hint of emotion flickered in his eyes, but he ultimately failed to regain his senses.

"I've come to say goodbye, elder brother."

Seeing her loved ones in this state was heartbreaking, but she quickly rallied, determined to win this epic battle no matter what.

"Thank you for coming, Lani, otherwise it would have been very difficult."

"After all, how can I not be present to break the locked-up fate of the royal family? Besides, I would feel bad if you always took the risks. Allies should share the burden of fighting. Let's create our victory together."

"it is good."

The magic of both sides intertwined and merged to form an even larger energy vortex. In particular, Frilian's previously somewhat sluggish magic response was forcibly pulled up, and her state became even stronger.

Enraged by the repeated failures of his plans, Monger laughed in frustration.

He was jealous that the partnership that should have been his and Michaela's was instead being formed as enemies.

"So you've made the decision to jointly take control of the Elden Ring?"

"Is this considered a god or a king?"

The question silenced the room, everyone secretly anticipating the outcome. If Lani and Frilian were to officially join forces, they would have both legitimacy and power, making it an absolutely huge news story.

For thousands of years, even the most basic god-king combination has not been able to be assembled in the border region. Where can we find such a combination of prestige, power and strength now?

However, the two parties involved reacted indifferently, exchanging bewildered glances with a hint of estrangement.

"I have embarked on a dark path, and I will not consider the throne until I resolve the fatal impending doom."

"The information I have at the moment is not enough to support my judgment; I must first investigate the border area."

After saying that, the two nodded in unison.

Official denial.

—But as everyone knows, the Golden Dynasty officially denied the facts.

Regarding the speculation that there are definitely pitfalls in the God-King pairing, the candidates for God and King have reached a consensus. Although they officially denied it verbally, they seem to be very compatible, and the two of them are definitely going to work out.