Frilian at Elden Ring

Today he must completely bury the entire valley floor, not only killing the investigators but also completely covering up the massacre that occurred in the village. On a larger scale, this could even block support to the northern front; he must exert every effort.

Frilian released another gravity ball to protect it, which spun rapidly in a vortex to absorb all the falling rocks, and the amount of magic she inputted was astonishing.

"Leave this to me; you all go after the enemy."

Upon hearing this, Lyman and Wayne were slightly taken aback, unsure of how to arrange their troops, in case something unexpected happened.

"Master, please be careful."

Vlamé was the first to understand, and the silver-haired girl cooperated by using magic to blast a slope. Then, she stomped her foot hard, and ice crystals formed a slide leading to the cliff. Pulled by gravity, the three of them crossed the mountain together.

Whoosh!

With a whooshing sound, they leaped over a hundred meters in one bound—a testament to the teamwork between master and apprentice.

Even without exchanging a single glance, they instinctively chose the optimal solution because they were completely familiar with each other's magical abilities, thus forming a synergy.

Even Wien and Lyman didn't react in time, let alone the demons.

"Right there."

The path of the magic bullet from Vlame illuminated the location of the demon mage, who quickly activated a defensive barrier. Instantly, a rumbling explosion rang out, revealing the terrifying power of this casual strike.

The tiger's mouth of his hands gripping the staff throbbed with pain, and he staggered before regaining his balance, nearly falling off the cliff.

He had plenty of ways to avoid falling to his death; what he was truly worried about was the killer at the bottom of the valley.

"Could she be the one who was buried?"

That's despicable! They completely disregard the honor of mages. Until the start of the battle, this guy had been carefully concealing his magical energy, keeping it subtle and faint, making me think he was just a passing adventurer party.

Only when they clashed did she reveal her true magic, as vast and unfathomable as the ocean, and even more terrifying was that her exquisite maneuvers consumed very little energy.

Only a fool would confront them head-on. The most urgent task is to pass on intelligence and let our superiors know that a powerful figure like the hero of Northwind Fortress, the honorary president of the Magic Association, one of the Divine Age Magicians, and the creator of healing miracles has personally visited the Labyrinth Kingdom.

"Fly."

The demon mage suddenly threw out a carrier pigeon, which was already ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

But the next moment, the arrow whizzed past his ear and hit him precisely, as Wayne intercepted it in time.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he suddenly unleashed a burst of magic, pushing the heavily injured carrier pigeon like a shooting star, and it fell straight towards the royal city. This was the most urgent battle report.

Therefore, the opportunity to defend was missed.

Suddenly, sharp spikes emerged from the shadows and pierced the body, their pointed tips easily tearing through the skin. Even demons, who don't experience intense pain, could feel the discomfort of life slipping away.

At the same time, Vlame blocked the way back.

It would be unwise to confront this magical genius head-on.

Immediately afterwards, the shadows transformed into cages, attempting to trap the target. Clearly, Lyman intended to capture the target to extract intelligence, and had laid a trap.

boom!

Despite his injuries, he suddenly unleashed his magic to bombard the ground, causing it to collapse instantly, with the earth and rocks crumbling.

Those who lost their footing plummeted towards the valley floor, while the demon mage floated in the air, coldly declaring from above, "This is not a place where humans can stand. You will all fall to your deaths—"

Before the words were finished, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, spanning a hundred meters.

Vlame opened his arms, and lightning transformed into chains that grabbed his target. Caught off guard, the latter was pulled down by the force of the fall, and the four combatants raced toward the bottom of the valley together.

Bang!

At the critical moment, Wayne plunged his longsword into the rock wall and reached out with his other hand to grab Lyman's shadow magic. At the same time, he also used his shadow to grab the red-haired girl's waist. But an unexpected change occurred: the demon mage, enduring the damage from the lightning, launched a concentrated beam of light at point-blank range.

The wind howled around them, but the weightlessness of falling had no effect on their magic; they saw only one mortal enemy in each other's eyes.

"At the very least, I'll kill you."

"Then come."

The two exploded in mid-air, creating a shockwave that illuminated the dark valley as if it were daytime.

While Frillie was busy using gravity magic to stop the landslide, she suddenly heard an explosion. Looking in the direction of the sound, she was shocked to see that it was the detonation of soul magic. It was Vlame who was getting serious.

She planted a staff in the ground to maintain her buoyancy, then quickly went forward to check.

The ambushing mage possesses the strength of a great demon and should not be underestimated.

By this time, Wayne and Lyman had already stabilized their positions on the cliff. However, the shadow magic that the latter had tied to Vlame suddenly drooped. After the collision, the red-haired girl was swaying dizzily.

Pfft!

The demon mage was also in bad shape, falling heavily onto the rubble at the bottom of the valley without any help from his teammates, suffering multiple fractures.

Most importantly, their spirits are being torn apart.

"You're also a mage who hides his magic and has no sense of honor. What despicable tricks have you used this time?"

"The normal attack has been enhanced with a bit of soul attribute, so who's on top now?"

With a shake of his head, Vlame regained his balance and casually cast a healing spell on himself. He was a disciple of the world's recognized inventor of the greatest healing magic, and his skillful technique restored the slight fluctuations in his physical and magical energy.

That's an incredible battery life.

Her body seemed to amplify the effects of the magic, which was unusually strong. In other words, it was hard to imagine how long the caster could endure in a war of attrition.

"Don't be so smug, humans, this is still my home turf."

Immediately afterwards, the demon mage stood up, and in an instant, strands of light beams shot out, releasing dozens or even hundreds of deadly white beams.

"Be careful, this is the same kind of magic as the Corrupt Sage."

Lyman shouted a warning while leading everyone away, "Never engage in direct combat! That's a deadly spell that kills instantly!"

His reminder was a beat too late; the magic beam was already aimed at Volame and released.

click!

Volame's body was covered in a dense barrier of scales, which she barely managed to maintain, but cracks appeared after just one exchange. Before she could even feel relieved, she, as the primary target, quickly dodged left and right, creating distance between herself and her two teammates.

The beam of light swept past overhead, around the ankles and chest, sometimes dodging, sometimes deflecting, leaving no room for error.

"Calm down, I need to analyze this calmly."

The red-haired girl, constantly reminding herself, moved with increasing agility, and her sharp gaze, as if she had seen through the principles, made the demon mage frown.

Before he could think further, he saw Wayne strike with his greatsword, unleashing an arc of light that shattered the barrier. This was bad; his own defenses were weakening at this point in the battle, and he had to find a way to relocate.

However, the shadow magic stuck to his legs, preventing him from moving for a short time.

damn it.

Even the battle-hardened demons felt intense pressure under the heavy blockade. They hadn't expected these guys to be so well-coordinated, leaving no openings. The situation was dire.

I thought that keeping only myself would be enough, but I didn't expect the Magic Association to send such a high-level delegation.

Frillie's presence was approaching from afar, so he had no time to hesitate.

The only option left is to fight with all our might.

With this thought in mind, the demon mage mobilized his remaining power and concentrated it into a single point. The surging energy gathered in one place, stirring up a whirlwind that swept up sand and dust, making it impossible to open one's eyes. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a raging torrent of intense white light that locked onto the red-haired girl.

In that instant, Vlamay trembled violently, his movements froze, a tangible threat of death enveloped him, and he was drenched in sweat.

Am I going to die? No wonder it's murder magic.

However, she felt the unexpected slowness and the fact that she could only react quickly enough meant there was only a sliver of hope.

Sensing the approaching killing intent, she smiled instead, waving with unprecedented determination; this was her last chance.

Topps force field!

Bang!

The meticulously precise barrier firmly caught the light of the murderous magic; the deadly power could not escape the ripples' embrace, remaining firmly locked in, and even reversed its direction under Vlame's control.

"Since there is such a thing as murder magic, then killing demons is also an option."

With a flick of her finger, a beam of light grazed the enemy's body, erasing everything in its path as if erased by an eraser. The result was predictable: half of the enemy's body was completely gone.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud after being struck by this move.

But it didn't end there. The magic power continued to surge and climb, threatening to explode as if it were about to indiscriminately bombard everything.

Summon the stars.

With a wave of her hand, Frillie's target soared high into the air, crashing against the rock wall with a loud thud, leaving it dazed and disoriented. The magical energy that had surged within it finally dissipated. It was a false alarm; before absolute power, there was no chance of resistance, and the outcome was unpredictable.

He crashed to the ground again, seeing stars, and through a hazy vision, he saw Lyman's shadow magic enveloping his entire body, his consciousness gradually fading...

"My magic will make him speak freely; we can begin in a little while."

"I'll be in charge of security."

Wayne remained unmoved.

With a thud, Vlame knelt on the ground, panting heavily. Only after achieving victory did she realize how dangerous it had been. The feeling of exhaustion washed over her, and she was still shaken.

"You did a very good job."

"Master, I succeeded! I released a perfect block with a force field for the first time!"

"Yes, its potential exceeds my expectations."

As Frilian observed the ripples rising from her hand, she said, "It's more efficient and faster when combined with analysis; it can even deflect magic that we haven't yet thoroughly understood."

As the one who brought Tops Force Field to China, she knew it best and never expected that it would bring a breakthrough to Volame.

good news.

Frillie had initially hoped to use the Soul Splitting Technique to deal with unsolvable magic, but she should consider a different approach. Nothing is truly unknowable; based on this, the Topus Field could be further developed. She should have done more research; venturing out to experience other types of magic was definitely the right choice.

"Tell me, are there any demons disguised as high-ranking officials in the Labyrinth Kingdom?"

Finally, Lyman asked a question.

"Yes, we have already infiltrated and planted spies, but I don't know who they are. We keep our operations secret from each other."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the group of people turned serious and solemn.

The problem is more serious than imagined. If the upper echelons of a kingdom become puppets, wouldn't that mean they've all become enemies? No wonder they're so obsessed with rejecting the association; it's to undermine the united front that humanity is about to form.

"Since you don't know who exactly is involved, you must have some clues. What are your superiors planning?"

"We must attract as many of humanity's elite as possible to explore the labyrinth, and then wipe them all out in one fell swoop, or at least inflict heavy losses on you. The Tomb of the Fallen King is the best choice."