Frilian at Elden Ring

Frillie leaped lightly across the top of the building, moving along the eaves, with a bottomless, super-deep pit right next to her; a fall into it would surely mean certain death.

The crater created by the meteorite impact is much deeper. The current vantage point is equivalent to the highest point in the city center, and the buildings there are often hundreds of meters high. The thick fog makes it impossible to see anything below, and a mass of darkness is swallowing everything.

Extreme beauty intertwined with darkness—that's the impression it gives.

At the same time, she noticed several slime-like creatures hiding at the edge of the building. They were dark lumps, and she thought, "Don't think I don't know where you are just because you're lying down. What kind of evil scheme are you plotting?"

Cricket pupae, cricket pupae~

However, when a single glance was given, they wisely avoided it, revealing a hint of fear.

"Were you alerted by the aftershocks of your battle at the Sivra River?"

Melina deduced, "So they didn't see them as enemies to be provoked and left on their own."

"That's fine, I can focus on collecting without them bothering me."

As she spoke, Frilian picked up a spirit torch, which emitted a grayish-black flame and looked quite peculiar.

A metal torch burning with a cold, spiritual flame.

[The equipment of the Fallen Eagle Legion, which roams the underground river]

At the end of the investigation, the Legion lost its spark.

So they burned the bones of their companions to obtain the cold, spiritual fire.

Finally, they remained underground forever.

It's a typical adventure story. For those who aren't strong enough, the monsters and frigid environment within the Eternal City alone are enough to be fatal. How could they possibly survive to study ancient texts?

Rest in peace.

Frillie looked at the corpse beside her and silently recited something in her mind.

Here comes a demigod who has nothing better to do than wander around aimlessly. He's sure to turn your place upside down and bring your underground civilization back to light.

The silver-haired girl ran and leaped along the walls, eaves, and gaps between the houses, as light as a swallow. A few daring monsters that had been watching with ill intent vanished in the blink of an eye, heading towards the collapsed main building.

Doran Gureg's light-footedness.

She was about to bring out her old skills again, and with practiced ease, Frilian crossed the most severely damaged area.

During this time, she maintained an extremely wide range of perception but did not discover anything else of importance.

"On the contrary, the sound of ropes at the entrance... it must be the adventurers summoned by Hyde Fortress starting to move. With them checking and filling in any gaps, I only need to eliminate the threats ahead."

Frillie didn't want her people to suffer too many losses.

While pondering, I arrived inside a building. As I lit up the blessing point, a string of text appeared:

The Eternal City of Knocklongn.

The name of the Blessed Point shows that Frilian did indeed arrive at this underground city, the temple of the Knox civilization, which has stood the test of time.

excuse me.

Stepping out of the rotunda, one is immediately greeted by a garden avenue, with a beautiful pavilion at its center.

There are also some small collectibles mixed in. Just keep the "auto-pickup" module running for these things and it will suck them all up. Unless they are relatively valuable, she doesn't need to pick them up specifically.

Unfortunately, there are lurking zombies here.

Unlike those on the ground, they possessed pale, withered skin, vacant eyes, and stiffer movements. They exuded an aura of darkness, and the surroundings felt cold.

Sunlight therapy.

With a "let's give it a try" attitude, Frilian generously granted him a soul healing spell.

This provoked the zombies to howl, and others swarmed over, grabbing weapons and charging forward with ghostly cries.

"The zombification is too severe, it's a real pity."

While diagnosing the enemies, she casually unleashed a barrage of attacks, eliminating them one by one. Regardless of whether they were equipped or not, each attack was fatal. These fragile enemies, barely able to stand, were no match for the power of a demigod mage and were silenced in a single exchange.

They fell down with a thud, most turning to ashes and disappearing without a trace. The former inhabitants of the Eternal City have now bid farewell to them completely.

Frillie wasn't even sure if the soul would return to the tree safely; everything was too ancient.

Everything encountered since arriving at the border is ancient, but the Eternal City is increasingly scarred by time and is too far from the Golden Tree. No one knows if there will be any problems with returning to the Tree.

"Your soul healing is useless against them?"

Melina already knew the answer, and a hint of regret crept into her murmurs.

"Yes, it's been too long, and the underground world is even colder and has more concentrated magic, which has accelerated the deterioration of the zombies. Even if there is some improvement, it is difficult for them to survive."

"This is the price of a serious crime."

“If we are retaliated against, then Nimgford, Galid and Lienia will also suffer.”

Compared to her sighs and apprehension, Frillie's words were filled with murderous intent: don't expect the enemy to show mercy; only killing them ensures safety. It seems there's yet another reason to kill Twofinger; after all, His retaliatory force is so extreme, it's a fight to the death.

The silver-haired girl continued exploring, asking herself questions as she went:

"Is the mere crime of crafting a finger-hunting knife worth such a huge commotion?"

"Perhaps the truth is not the attempted crime as we habitually assume, but rather that the Eternal Dynasty has already created a record with its national treasures..."

She touched the lingering darkness on the wall, her eyes gleaming.

Upon hearing this, Melina pressed for an answer:

"What's the basis?"

"We've seen the sickly look of the Round Table Two Fingers plenty of times, and the other Two Fingers aren't much better. And would their deaths cause a civilization-destroying catastrophe? Probably not. Do they have the aura of great figures?"

"So you think that the Eternal Dynasty actually killed or injured an Agent who was one level higher than Two Fingers? Let's assume that was an Agent."

“That’s right. Do you remember Rataen reminding us of the existence of gods manipulating things behind the scenes? Perhaps the two fingers are just the grasping hand, and the remote controller behind it all is someone else.”

"Once we get the hunting finger knife, we should have more clues."

"Ah."

Frillie didn't delve into the topic further, as it was currently only speculation, and they wanted to avoid misleading each other.

In any case, the underworld will provide some answers, and even if things don't improve, killing that two-finger will buy time to investigate. Sooner or later, the truth will come out, or the enemy will come forward on their own.

She continued to wander in the center of the courtyard.

You can find teardrop larvae and lily of the valley in the graveyard just by using auto-pickup.

They've come to the right place. The entire once-prosperous city is now open to them for a thorough search; it would be a shame not to plunder the land.

So Frilian searched very carefully, eliminating any potentially dangerous monsters one by one, not even letting go of those in the corners, all to pave the way for the next adventurer team.

After all, just because I can ignore the cold of the underground world doesn't mean others can, and the monsters would be even more dangerous.

"There is the scent of ashes and souls there."

Melina pointed a finger from afar.

"It helped a lot."

"After following this for so long, it's hard for me not to pay attention to collecting things."

No matter where you go, the fading scavenger always prioritizes finding treasures, regardless of their usefulness; he's happy as long as he collects them. You're too easily satisfied, a true scavenger.

Following the trail, Frillie indeed found ashes, along with a zombie. She dealt with the zombie casually and then picked it up.

The ashes of the greatshield soldier

[Can summon the souls of 5 greatshield soldiers]

[In the past, investigations were conducted into the Fallen Eagle Legion of the Eternal City, uncovering the souls of several greatshield soldiers.]

[The role within the legion is to solidify defenses. This involves restraining the enemy, then launching attacks from the rear, employing simple group tactics.]

The description matches the previous records of the Spirit Fire Torch. Even though these pioneering adventurers were left behind forever, their souls turned to ashes by their will, and they finally had a lucky encounter.

Frilian's soul aura is very attractive to them.

Fed up with the damned cold of the underground world, a loneliness that seeped into their very bones, their years of waiting had not been in vain. They had actually welcomed a king with the aura of a great rune—no, two, a near-king had reappeared at their boundary.

And for some reason, she was more magnificent and imposing than any other soul.

We will follow them to the very end.

This excited reaction brought a faint smile to Frillie's face; she was well aware of just how special her soul was.

It's perfect for summoning veteran warriors.

jingle!

After shaking the bell, five tall soldiers stood guard to one side, like a high wall, and even took the initiative to clear away the surrounding zombies, eager to show off their strength.

A few glances at Frillie revealed its superior performance, and she agreed with the advice:

[Much better than those humorous old-timers; they can withstand damage and even counterattack, and having five soldiers surrounding them makes you feel completely safe.]

[Suitable for one-on-one battles]

[This means you, the boss, can take on all of us single-handedly]

The shield-wielding soldiers are also quite intelligent; at least they know how to coordinate to block enemies, instead of just standing there dumbly watching me get beaten up. Besides, they can even deal some damage.

[It can be enhanced for carrying capacity, making it a countermeasure card with some versatility]

This quantity seems reliable.

Frilian does indeed need a certain number of ashes to assemble the planned ashes army, and she happens to be short of shields. After all, everyone is relatively fragile, and having a reliable front-line protector will greatly increase their combat effectiveness.

After learning about the Great Shield Soldier, she retrieved the ashes. At this moment, the courtyard was completely silent, and there were no more monsters.

Who?

Perhaps because of the commotion here, a spiritual force emanated from the distant corridor ruins, indicating that the other party had sensed something and was actively searching for it.

But Frillie sensed that the other party was a teardrop monster?

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Chapter 210 Summoning Build.

A lump of mud?