Frilian at Elden Ring

What appeared in the extremely wide range of perception was indeed a soft, teardrop-shaped life form, but why did it give me a powerful feeling?

For Frillie to recognize a danger, one must be at least at the level of a top-tier hero.

She smiled and said, "There's a teardrop creature up ahead with a decent foundation and a strong aura. If it really meets the requirements, it might be a good candidate for a body material."

"The technology of the Eternal City is indeed special, let's give it a try."

"Then we should aim to capture it, but completely restricting it without severely injuring a powerful opponent will be quite difficult. I need to make some preparations..."

The summoning bell kept shaking.

Instead of summoning any veteran warriors, it absorbs Frilian's enhancement magic stacking up its status.

That's right, the tactic is to win with numbers, especially after we just got the big shield soldiers.

The suggestion inspired Frillie: yes, the Legion of Ashes could serve as an excellent encirclement to finally capture the target.

nailed it.

With a ton of specialized enhancement magic stacked up, it's hard not to be powerful; even she felt the exhilarating surge of energy within. Perhaps one day, some leader will need to summon several ashes to fight alongside them.

For example, during the battle against the ominous demon Malkit, there were not only clashes between demigods but also battles between royal guards.

"Melina, use the Little Golden Tree more often later."

"clear."

"I mean indiscriminate healing, regardless of whether it's one's own people or the enemy. The latter cannot be too seriously injured, and healing itself is a step in cultivating magical compatibility."

"Won't it be a bit difficult? This tactic is too hard to master."

"No matter how strong it is, it is one of the biggest objectives of this trip, and we must take it down."

It was rare for Frilian to show such determination, constantly increasing the difficulty and pressure just to obtain a potentially ideal teardrop life form, which even Melina found touching.

She always remembered the need to find a body for the witch, keeping it in mind and investing any available resources she had.

Putting everything else aside, the experimental projects related to the magic academy alone have cost an unknown amount of money. It's fortunate that the Fragment King is wealthy and has the territory of resurgence to support them; otherwise, so much magic research wouldn't have been possible.

Before she could even offer a word of advice to her partner to prepare more, he eagerly ran across the ruins' long corridor.

The piles of rubble on both sides of the road seemed to foreshadow danger.

There were no bridges connecting to the distance except for the ground beneath our feet, making it, in a sense, a necessary route for Xi, so a battle was inevitable.

So many suggestions on the ground?

Seeing the layers upon layers of text, she frowned. Her intuition told her that something was amiss, and countless players had already given warnings. But obtaining information and spoiling the plot beforehand wasn't her style; she would have to experience it firsthand to know the full story.

hum!

The moment the silver-haired girl stepped through the door, a murderous aura emanated from her.

At this moment, she held a Russert staff and a Moonshadow Blade, a standard high-level game plan, ready for battle.

A teardrop appeared ahead with a thud. It was larger than usual, had a stronger aura, and was full of vitality. Such a strong foundation was undoubtedly good news.

But a turning point appeared:

The bionic teardrop began to twist, reshape, and change, mimicking the posture of the uninvited guest to create a body. It was a pale-colored body with an appearance exactly like Frillian's, and even the weapons were copied.

No, it's the same old trick from the Tomb of the Fallen King!

Frillie frowned and did not act immediately.

The opponent remained calm, maintaining a standoff, their auras clashing but not directly exchanging blows. However, she was already casting spells on herself, stacking buffs, a fact the enemy seemed unaware of.

To Melina, it looked like two Frilians were dancing, and the scene was very strange.

bell!

After the summoning bell shook, the legion of ashes appeared. Almost simultaneously, the teardrop finally moved, and the Moon Shadow Blade suddenly released an arc of light.

Frilian parried with a bang, using the same move and the same force.

My hands are numb, but that's not bad.

Some of my attributes have indeed been restored, including some technologies, which are somewhat similar to the imitation mechanism of the Water Mirror Demon, so I need to be more prepared.

For example, right now, one can see the Great Shield Soldiers, Headless Horsemen, Ancestral Spirits, Noble Soldiers, and the ashes of Letina and others appear one by one, forming a small squad that surrounds the target with overwhelming momentum, giving people a sense of military pressure.

When they stand together like a city wall, they are as solid as a rock.

Broom star!

The teardrop used its radiant stone magic to slam into the headless knight's shield, which forced the knight back half a step and ultimately blocked the attack.

Then it swung its Moon Concealed Blade, its sharp edge closing in, and slashed horizontally. At the critical moment, the shield-bearing soldiers held on, but with a loud crash, they were sent flying backward, the force of which was terrifying.

If Frilian hadn't been using enhancement magic from the rear, there might have already been losses.

"Its power is considerable, and its replication potential should be quite high."

The silver-haired girl's face lit up with joy.

He simply put away his magic, since all his moves were powerful and destructive, and could easily cause accidental injuries. He couldn't afford to break bottles and jars, so he decided to keep them.

This is a good time to test the legion of veterans, using sheer numbers to overwhelm the teardrop clones.

She deliberately avoided the enemy, choosing to stay behind the Legion of Bones and let her summoned creatures do their thing, treating it as a test of the enemy's strength. Otherwise, if they performed poorly, there was no need to use Melina as material for creating a physical body; it would be better to kill her.

Stormy foot!

The teardrop stomped on the ground, sending out an icy storm that froze the already heavy front-line shield soldiers.

The opportunity for victory has arrived.

The clone leaped onto the headless knight's shoulders, its staff unleashing ancient, vengeful spirits that instantly decimated the slackers, soldiers, and wolves, leaving them severely wounded and on the verge of extinction.

Its power surpassed that of Frilian; the real difference lay not in its overall strength, but in its more sophisticated intelligence.

At the crucial moment, Melina held up a small golden tree with both hands and planted it.

Golden branches extend from the ground, forming a tree trunk, which then climbs into the sky, scattering its tendrils to create a radiant umbrella.

Stardust-like specks scattered.

At the same time, Frilian also used her enhancement, and the two worked together to fully restore the ashes that had almost died. Even the clone felt a slight restoration of magic power, achieving indiscriminate healing.

So it launched an even stronger attack and charged forward.

"Are you sure this will work?"

Melina said uneasily, "If we let the tears keep causing trouble, this army of ashes won't be able to hold on. After all, the prototype is you, and you have too many abilities."

"It's alright, the formation of the Bone Ash Legion is just about to begin."

Frillie spoke with absolute certainty.

Before he could finish speaking, the headless rider, now restored, swung his weapon and engaged in fierce combat with the clone. As one of the legendary ashes, his fighting prowess was astonishing.

The remaining shield-wielding soldiers also found their rhythm and surrounded the scene, working together with the ordinary soldiers to hold the enemy back.

At that moment, Letina drew her bow and nocked an arrow.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow struck a teardrop.

The Platinum Son's Archer's skill lived up to his reputation; the enemy's first injury came from this arrow, which pierced straight into his neck.

The clone paused, looking surprised, as if it hadn't expected to be caught off guard.

It's both far-reaching and accurate.

However, it quickly rolled away from the headless knight's pursuit, pulled out the arrow stuck in its body, cast a healing spell, shrugged, and recovered completely.

His recovery speed truly makes him worthy of being the top healing mage in the border region.

"I've never seen you suffer such a vital injury. How can you act so recklessly, almost ignoring your injuries?"

Melina was surprised by the resilience shown by Teardrop earlier. Despite being shot in the neck by Letina's arrow, she dodged it nimbly without showing any signs of serious injury.

Frillie nodded seriously.

"Actually, my body is a bit special. You can think of it as not being able to be critically hit in vital areas."

She also found it hard to say what the situation was when her body merged with the power of the ancient god. In fact, even without actively using healing magic, she could recover from her injuries on her own after being out of combat for a long time, not to mention the continuous nourishment from the Sakura Dragon blood.

While a mere bionic teardrop cannot be replicated, some of its characteristics can be preserved.

Difficult to handle.

As the two were talking, a new commotion broke out on the battlefield. The gravity magic Summoning Star was sucking up the ashes soldiers and overturning them all at once. In the instant it lost its balance, it picked up the Moon Shadow Blade, charged into the enemy ranks, and unleashed arcs of light, with beautiful blue threads flowing through it.

In an instant, the entire wolf pack was wiped out. Don't even think about harassing them with your low-profile advantage anymore. This was an instant kill under absolute power. Go back to the Soul Summoning Bell.

The sword continued its relentless advance towards Letina.

At the critical moment, she raised her longbow to parry, and with a muffled thud, they each took a step back. However, due to her leg injury, she was half-kneeling on the ground, which revealed her weakness.

The next move is imminent.

Suddenly, a burst of radiant stone magic flew out from the side, forcing the clone to roll away. The power was too great, and its intuition told it that any attempt to take the hit head-on would result in serious injury, so it had to stay away.

Frilian lowered her staff with a somber expression, thinking to herself that this guy was getting faster.

"Sorry, I almost let them down."

"It's alright, just maintain the current pace and suppress the enemy."

Although the ashes of the wolf pack have been returned to the bell, the magic unique to the teardrop is fading. Therefore, its endurance is not as exaggerated as it appears, ultimately lacking a soul, like a rootless duckweed.

Continue to wear her down until she's exhausted. She wants to play it safe, so end the fight without causing too much damage.

Crack!

This time, Tear, having changed tactics, grasped a golden bolt of lightning in her hand, seemingly poised to unleash a lightning spear.

A streak of light raced by, and straight bolts of lightning shot out, showering down in a shower of light along the way.

The headless knight was the first to react, bracing his shield with both arms to meet the attack head-on. The two energies clashed fiercely, roaring and battling each other. A shockwave of lightning erupted from the center of their clash, leaving a crater and a charred landscape beneath their feet.

If the force were any greater, the bridge would collapse.

After the attack, the headless knight stood frozen in place, his body crackling with sparks. He had underestimated the destructive power of the paralysis attribute and was now under control, unable to help for the time being.

Fortunately, Letina's arrows kept accurately targeting Teardrop, preventing her from going forward to finish him off.