Frilian at Elden Ring

"My lord, we have successfully breached the city walls."

Edgar's report.

"Then we should set off."

This statement was primarily addressed to Melina, who would witness the Faded Ones' first battle against the demigods, a resurgence of great power after many years.

"Wait a minute, have you recovered your strength? With your current preparations, you may not be able to defeat Greke."

After the battle with Malkit, Frillian's legion-level magical output has not stopped. She only had a moment to catch her breath when the city walls fell. How can she be forced into battle again now? It's unsettling.

However, the silver-haired girl immediately prepared a series of enhancements.

"We can't delay any longer. We're on an expedition, and enemies could emerge in our rear at any time under Grek's call. We need to deal with them as soon as possible."

“I support your judgment. Very well, then let the main force of Moen City pave the way for you.”

"You can join the siege team to reduce casualties. Also, I'm handing over my men to you."

"As ordered."

Frilian looked at the Black Knife Assassin and Samir the Ancient Hero and agreed. It was unreasonable to send these two to fight demigods. It would be more appropriate to include them in the siege team to retain the basic troops.

Moreover, intelligence indicates the existence of Forge Knights.

It's already happened; the Farron Undead Legion is currently locked in a fierce battle with two Forge Knights. It's quite a tense situation; they'll probably have to activate their Lord of Cinder forms soon, and that would be quite a spectacle.

She instructed, "Pay special attention to the damage caused by the spread of the battle within the city. Just control the front line so that I can perform without any worries."

After giving the instructions, the group quickly entered the city of Stoneville.

Devastated.

The once majestic city that Frilian looked up to now lies prostrate and weeps at her feet, blood staining the brick walls, wails carried on the wind, the steps are no longer visible, and piles of corpses form a road.

She had seen similar scenes far too many times, but few she had created herself, which was truly moving.

There was no clear fighting within the city; there was no coordination, let alone formations. No matter how meticulous the pre-battle arrangements were, all that remained now were small groups of two or three fighting each other.

The most intense battle was between the Farron Undead Legion and the two Forge Knights. Every move they made stirred up a whirlwind, cracked the earth, and shook the city walls. It was hard to imagine the terrifying power contained within those bodies.

In their eyes, this person was agile, his swordsmanship was expansive yet exquisite, and he possessed the troublesome quality of immortality.

The power of the furnace's hundred phases clashed with the power of wolf blood.

The clash between the two sides had reached the realm of divine beings, surpassing ordinary heroes and enough to intervene in the battlefield of demigods.

Boom!

Their fighting alone caused most of the destruction, leaving behind only broken walls and ruins.

That's why the Forge Knights were alarmed. They had thought that the two of them would be enough to hold off most of the rebels, but now they were locked in a fierce battle with the Farron Undead Legion. They were a tough nut to crack and difficult to defeat.

I never expected that the Faded Ones would gather such powerful individuals under their command, enough to be called a regional overlord. I'm afraid Grik is in danger.

One of the Forge Knights charged straight at the silver-haired girl, but with a clang, the agile Farron warrior thrust out his sword, forcing him to block with his shield.

A sharp gust of wind whipped at Frillie's cheeks, but she remained unmoved as she walked up the steps.

"I trust you, so go ahead and do it."

With the Farron Undead Legion protecting them, the Forge Knights could only watch helplessly as the enemy departed.

Oh no.

Seeing is believing. After witnessing the true face of the Demon Sword, they felt the vastness within that body, which was ridiculously strong. Its majestic aura was like that of the first king who once conquered all directions... How could Grek possibly deal with it?

However, things unfolded without time for further thought, because at that moment the power of the Farron Undead Legion converged on the captain, making his aura even more terrifying.

"Are we to watch a golden heir perish today?"

"Let's do our best first."

The captain's fierce attack left them no time to think; his wielding greatsword whipped up a fiery storm in mid-air with immense power, almost comparable to an ancient dragon. They had to be careful.

I don't know how young he is. I never expected that he would go all out in the supposedly weakest region, Ningmgefu.

The clash of the three sides silenced all other sounds on the field, leaving only a pure contest of swords and shadows, a battle that would determine who could cross the front lines and penetrate the castle.

Besides Frillie and her group, the Faded Ones also passed through unscathed.

At this moment, lost knights, trolls, ominous signs, hybrids, and Grik soldiers poured out, filling every corner of the road.

This is the last obstacle leading to the atrium.

"I'll stop here for now."

Samir volunteered for the battle: "We cannot send this batch of reinforcements to the city gate battlefield. Rest assured, Lady Frilian, no one will be able to interfere with your duel."

The taciturn black-knife assassin assumed a fighting stance in response.

"what about you?"

Frilian looked at the Faded Ones. Those who had fought their way here were quite skilled. For example, Roger and Neferi were at least formidable knights.

"According to the information from the Round Table, there should be some of Grek's servants ahead. Let's go together to be on the safe side, but I mainly want to see the power of a demigod."

Neferi was very excited.

"Your magic is full of ingenuity; please allow me to observe it a little longer."

"Alright, then you can all follow along."

It wouldn't take much effort to bring along her fellow Faded Ones, so she was quite happy to do so. Besides, she couldn't guarantee their safety; they would each rely on their own abilities, and there was no room for leniency in front of a demigod.

This feeling of advancing step by step really does resemble a game boss battle; at this moment, Frilian doesn't even have time to read the players' comments.

Immediately afterward, the Black Blade Assassin and the Ancient Hero Samir leaped into the air, charging into the line of those who blocked their path, shattering upon contact. They were no match for each other; the battle filled the entrance to the courtyard, conveying their power and letting the Fragment King see their might.

After a while.

As soon as Frilian arrived at the gate of the central courtyard, she raised an eyebrow. Strange, why is there an aura of the abyss?

"Could it be that the Hyde Fortress area wasn't completely cleared out?"

Theoretically speaking, the Abyss in the Dark Souls world is more inclined to the dark side of humanity, so it might actually fit into the Borderlands. Wouldn't that just be creating trouble for ourselves? The world is already bad enough; let's not add anything new.

Regardless of whether it's part of the game's storyline, they are responsible for clearing it out.

As she pondered, she kept her eyes fixed on the gate.

Ahead lies a small room deep inside, the place where, according to the intelligence, Greck is located; it's often used for limb reattachment.

However, Frilian also sensed other presences.

Long!

Suddenly, a mountain demon leaped down and blocked their path. Several elite knights then firmly sealed them off. Despite their small number, they possessed the courage to hold off ten thousand men.

"Looks like this is the final obstacle. Leave it to us."

The bold Neferi raised her battle axe and charged forward, while Roger provided magical support, and the other Faded Ones gradually gained the upper hand, after all, they were also forged in the fire.

These people have a high enhancement level.

As fellow Faded Ones, Frilian roughly estimated their general attributes, almost forgetting that she also needed to prepare herself.

"Melina, help me allocate all the runes I've accumulated so far to Intelligence and Faith attributes."

"as you wish."

The witch gently grasped her hand, and then the enormous runes transformed into power, pouring into the Stargazer's account. The account reached an unprecedented state of perfection, a world of difference compared to when it was in the King's Chapel, and could be considered a small achievement.

The silver-haired girl's clothes billowed and radiated light, with countless runes seemingly surrounding her like stars, their power constantly resonating and amplifying.

I am becoming more and more accepted by the rules of the border area.

Both sides in the battle couldn't help but take a look. How could the Demon Sword of Destruction still be getting stronger at this point? Could it be that it had been using only the most basic strength all along? And only now was it beginning the Faded One enhancement?

They couldn't imagine how terrifying the amount of runes they had harvested along the way was; it was simply unbelievable.

Roar!

The mountain demon drew its sword and roared as it charged forward, its fighting spirit growing ever stronger.

As if in response, Frilian unleashed an even stronger pressure, now at her peak. In truth, regardless of which game account is chosen as the primary one, the secondary element is the projection of one's true strength into the game; it only depends on how much the latter can be utilized, and its upper limit is determined by the former.

Therefore, upgrading the Stargazer is equivalent to allowing the main character to exert more power, which is much more cost-effective than switching to a different game account.

Its essence is as vast as the ocean, encompassing all rivers.

"Are you ready?"

Melina, the witch who helped strengthen the character, knew the specific attributes best, but she still couldn't help but remind him, "You can keep the battle going for a little longer."

"Time waits for no one, we must get this done as quickly as possible."

"With the Death Rune still unreleased, the demigod possesses immortality. Do you have a way to completely defeat Grek?"

"Don't worry, it just happened."

A large influx of runes often triggers mod refreshes, and sometimes it can be targeted, such as allowing Frilian to draw the most suitable weapon for the current situation, an essential weapon.

The weapon "Undying Blade: Tears" has been obtained from the cross-platform mod in the equipment slots.

A greatsword capable of slaying the undead.

Its red blade can kill the person who draws it.

Without the power to bring the dead back to life, one cannot become the master of the Mortal Blade.

The Mortal Blade can deliver a fatal stealth kill to those possessed by the insects.

This sword was kept secret at Senpou Temple for a long time.

The knife is inscribed with the words "Worshiping Tears".

That is the true name of this sword.

Holding the weapon, brimming with malevolence, again evokes a feeling of both nostalgia and apprehension. Although it has been added to the account's equipment, the resistance is quite obvious, and its actual use will likely be brief, though it's sufficient for dealing with one battle.

I'll be fighting alongside you again, Mortal Blade. How does it compare to Death Rune? I'll use this sword to finally end the demigods, no matter what.

"There's such a thing... Perhaps you really can give divinity a definite death."

Melina, unaware of the specifics, felt a strong sense of threat and was extremely wary, even of her own bloodline. So, the effect would be similar when applied to a demigod.

The sharp blade is sheathed.