Frilian at Elden Ring

The archers of the Ancestral Spirits also dutifully suppressed the enemy.

The remaining soldiers, now in a state of shock, quickly moved forward, covering each other, their layered formation leaving the clones with no openings.

This is not good.

If this drags on, the margin for error will only decrease, and something bad will happen sooner or later.

The fact that the lightning spear attack missed just now means that pure firepower suppression is probably not going to work, because this wretched headless knight with the big shield is in the way and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Teardrop waved her staff, lifting several rock balls from the ground, which continued to accelerate under the influence of gravity magic.

Its main body flew into the air and transformed into a shooting star, streaking across the underground starry sky with smoke, dust and fire rain, hovering and looking down at the earth, carrying away one rock after another to accumulate power.

The ashes on the ground were quickly scattered.

"I didn't expect it to have even learned this trick."

Melina murmured, "The creations of the Eternal City are truly wondrous."

"Stay away, its target isn't the Legion of Bones."

Frillie called out a warning and leaped onto a tall pillar. Almost simultaneously, the meteor shower that had been swirling in the sky for some time began to fall.

boom!

Leading the charge was the largest and most dazzling meteor from the teardrop itself, which struck the headless knight, engulfing him and disappearing in an instant. Several companion stars followed, trailing fiery tails as they bombarded him in succession.

One moment it was the stronghold of the Legion of the Dead, the next it has completely collapsed and fallen into the abyss.

Directly below lies the calamity of the meteorite that destroyed civilization years ago; the dark crater swallowed everything, including these unsuspecting ashes.

The bridge collapsed, and a dark wind rose.

The sheer scale of the event seemed to reawaken the ancient ruins of the city. The long corridor, which had withstood the test of time for so long, finally collapsed into the abyss, carrying away the ashes. Not only that, but the intense flames, amplified by the super-fast friction of magic, were also absorbed, seemingly determined to annihilate everything.

Gravity ball.

In an instant, Frilian used gravity to pull Letina and the Headless Horseman, who already had the ability to protect themselves, back into the ashes. The others had to be retrieved, their formation already disrupted.

She promptly brought back the two most crucial veteran soldiers, and then summoned soldiers who were ready to fight again.

The strategy of attrition warfare remains the same, but we need to be more careful.

The silver-haired girl stood atop a pillar, confronting the teardrop replica on the other side, a confrontation imminent.

boom!

Frillie lightly touched her staff to the ground, and magic flowed along the pillar to the broken bridge, absorbing the surrounding rubble and rebuilding it. This was not only for this battle, but also for the convenience of the exploration team later.

The enemy will not allow this.

But just as Teardrop made her first move, she was forced back by Letina's arrow, and the ashes soldiers took the opportunity to cross the new bridge one by one.

The ashes of the powerful linger, along with five lightly armed units.

The ashes of a Grik soldier, two soldiers in full armor.

Five large shield soldiers.

And the leaders of the magic archers and the headless horsemen.

They twisted together and easily crossed the most dangerous section of the road, once again forming an encirclement, and their movements became even more agile and their strength increased.

After repairing the bridge, Frilian began strengthening it, giving the entire Bone Legion a soul boost. Combined with Melina's continuous healing from the Little Golden Tree, they were already significantly stronger than at the start of the war.

Even with tears in my eyes, I could feel the pressure. Fighting against overwhelming odds was definitely not a good idea. Should we retreat?

No.

There is still more power in this body that needs to be awakened; let's try boldly.

Its staff condensed into a torrent of azure blue, which was none other than the comet Azrael, rushing towards the headless knight in the front row with lightning speed.

Head-to-head!

Now that he had no other choice, the headless knight met the comet Azle with his shield. The moment they made contact, he felt that the force was incredibly strong. The thought crossed his mind, and the shield was knocked off course, revealing half of his body.

The body that was exposed in an instant was erased by the color of the comet, leaving a large gap, and the shock wave continued to rage with undiminished power.

With a deafening roar, two Grik soldiers were casually blown away.

A tear fell and her brow furrowed.

The original plan was to annihilate them in one fell swoop, but the energy suddenly stopped. It was indeed too difficult, and my ability to use magic was far inferior to the original's exquisite skill.

If the 3D multi-directional comet Yazler is successfully used, the entire squad will disappear.

Whoosh!

Before she could react, Letina's arrow flew towards her. This time, it was prepared and rolled, but the arrow was still driven by magic and locked on precisely, piercing the gap in the shoulder armor.

How is this possible? It actually has a weakness? And it actually hit!

Even Frilian, who was watching the game, couldn't help but glance at it.

Tear replicated her equipment. Although it was light armor, it wasn't easy to find a breakthrough. Yet, Letina accurately hit the weak point between the armor plates.

The demon archer was defeated once again.

The teardrop, struck by an arrow, immediately rolled backward, but was relentlessly pursued. The arm holding the staff, also wounded by the arrow, moved more slowly.

Despite this, the two sides were locked in a stalemate, and could only rely on other veteran soldiers to slowly advance.

"It's a pity that the Legion of Bones lacks suitable mages."

The experienced Frilian immediately spotted the flaw: the squad's strength alone was insufficient, suffering from a serious weakness: a lack of magical firepower. Therefore, they lacked a continuous stream of attacks aimed at the enemy.

In contrast, the teardrop, possessing powerful magical abilities, suppressed them single-handedly.

Little Golden Tree.

Melina directed the light to envelop the headless knight, whose injuries were healing at a visible speed.

"There is a limit to repair; you can't start over during the duration of your summoning bell."

She solemnly reminded him, "But the teardrop still has the strength to fight; the headless knight may not be able to hold out."

"Yes, so we need to create opportunities to win."

While she must avoid excessive magical damage that could harm the target, Frilian has other techniques, especially chargeable magic that allows her to control its power.

The silver-haired girl raised her arm and created a bow of radiant stone magic, drawing the string like a full moon.

Loretta's Great Bow!

The magic contained in this action alone is astonishing. The pyroxene bow and arrow, which are created out of thin air, are dazzling and their texture and luster are impeccable. It is impossible to estimate how much magic they contain.

A fleeting glimpse was enough to send tears tumbling down my spine, and I couldn't find a way to cope.

Force field? No, this attack is too powerful to stop.

Using a knife to deflect the attack? No, that won't work either. I haven't fully mastered that technique yet, and using it rashly would be tantamount to suicide.

boom!

While I was pondering this, the Headless Horseman charged at me again, faster than I had expected. But how could you, alone, dare to take such a risk...?

Immediately afterward, a radiant stone arrow swept across the breastplate. This wasn't due to skillful technique, but rather pure magical attraction that made it specifically designed to pierce armor. Only Frilian could do this—remove the armor without harming the enemy. The real offensive force lies in the frontal attack.

The shield slammed into the teardrop replica, which was no longer protected by armor. Not only it, but also the nearby Grik soldiers and wandering nobles swarmed forward.

To completely surround and blockade the enemy.

The Legion of Ashes moved in perfect unison, their coordination seamless, instantly creating an overwhelming advantage. Once the battle entered mid-range, the Teardrops, having lost their magical range advantage, were at a disadvantage—this was the Headless Horseman's domain.

The hammer swept across the edge of the blade, but at the crucial moment, the clone raised its blade to block.

not enough.

The difference in strength was so great that his arm trembled and went numb after just one round, not to mention the injuries.

Although the Little Golden Tree heals every target equally, it is more expensive and unsustainable, unlike the Ashes which actually consume Frilian's soul and magic.

Over time, one's condition will naturally decline.

Undeterred by his failed attack, the headless knight pressed his advantage, and the hammer and blade clashed at high speed, creating a shockwave that even tore apart the weak and powerful ashes that rashly stepped forward, causing them to be instantly obliterated and return to nothingness.

Their footsteps left deep pits wherever they went, and each clash left deep cut marks on the surrounding buildings.

Two storms are locked in a fierce battle, centered around the headless horseman and the teardrop.

One player remained adept even when forced to use a knife against a large weapon due to the obstruction of his staff, while the other gradually gained the upper hand in coordination with the team's fierce attack, but struggled to convert it into victory in time.

Although it is a clone, its toughness, skill and reflexes are top-notch among warriors, after all, the original Frilian was proficient in all kinds of weapons.

That's really tough.

The Headless Horseman had rarely encountered such an opponent in his fighting career.

However, it continued to advance at a steady pace. Gradually, the teardrops slowed down, their resistance weakened, their steps became unsteady, and their resilience was nearing its limit.

However, the opponent gritted his teeth and persevered, waiting for the arm wielding the staff to recover. Whether the resilience was broken first or the recovery occurred first, it would mean a huge tilt in the balance of power, a matter of life and death.

"Is it finally over?"

Melina took a deep breath. "As expected of your clone."

"This just proves that it has a very good foundation."

"So you've already reserved it as a material?"

"Worth a try."

Throughout, Frilian maintained an extremely high level of perception and observation of the teardrop, trying to familiarize herself with its structure from a magical perspective. In fact, this step required no less effort than a battle.

She needs to have a comprehensive understanding of the materials before she can begin, which is a source of pride for a researcher and also to support her partner.

Melina was touched by the silver-haired girl's earnest expression.

They were so engrossed, all for such a small thing.

She used to not care about her body, but Frilian has become increasingly concerned about it, to the point that she's started paying attention to it herself. Now that she's arrived in the Eternal City and found a clue and a possibility, how could she not be excited...

"and many more."

Suddenly, Frillie murmured, "It's not over yet, this guy has a second stage?"

"What is it?"