Frillian in the Elden Ring

Having said that, Sir Baizhi doesn't think that the Soul Fire King will back down. After all, he and Lani have already planned to kill Two Fingers.

Can't be scared.

But ultimately, it didn't affect him, so diverting the blame wasn't a bad idea. He felt that if Fulilian continued to be so active, she would eventually encounter the terror of Esti, and would pay a heavy price, or even fall to General Shatterstar sooner.

"After I finish my work in Lienia, I will go to Galid to open up the situation."

"Flillian, you seem to be planning to completely restore the border area. Don't you think that people's struggle to survive is also a form of historical evolution?"

Sir Baizhi asked the question in his heart, and the silver-haired girl solemnly put down the parchment scroll after hearing it.

"Gideon Ofnir, I don't know what you've been so afraid of all this time. You lack the drive to venture into anything, and seem rather sullen and gloomy. That's why I'm confused."

"For me, the conditions that cause everyone pain should be eliminated, even if it means bringing back the destined death so that corruption no longer breeds reincarnated creatures and letting the dead return to silence."

“—This is where we diverge.”

After saying that, Sir Baizhi lowered his head and continued to busy himself with organizing documents.

He believed that the gods were untouchable, and the manipulators behind the scenes were unquestionable. The current situation was the result of everyone's collective choices. Since change was impossible, why not struggle to live as hard as possible? Thousands of years had passed, so why create another crisis on a broken foundation?

This is not right.

If one day the differences between the two sides are completely irreconcilable, even the Soul Fire King who has made his way all the way to the top will intervene to stop it.

Fulilian, who had nothing to say to her, waved her hand, put away the information about Platinum Village and turned to leave.

I got a pleasant surprise and the trip was worthwhile.

When she went out, she was surprised to find Nepheli leaning against the wall in deep thought, the sadness and uneasiness between her brows finally dissipated a little.

"It looks like you guys reached an agreement and ended things peacefully. Honestly, I was worried you'd suddenly start a fight and turn the Round Table Hall upside down."

She spread her hands.

"After all, Enxia was almost about to take action just now."

"I wouldn't mind sparring with the legendary Sir Baizhi, but he has no fighting spirit."

"He knows a lot, and based on that, he stands in a high position and makes a conclusion that many lives should struggle. I don't understand and I don't agree with it."

"Are you ok?"

"Don't worry, I will continue to devote myself to the cause of the Faded Ones. I just want to draw a clear line between myself and Ovnir. That's all."

The war between demigods and Frellen's long-term experience of leading by example gave Nepheli more confidence. The world was undoubtedly bad, but it was changing unswervingly, so she could not fall.

So after a brief disappointment she quickly cheered up.

Compared to the hypocritical Sir Baizhi, facts have proved that King Soulfire is the true benchmark of the Faded Ones, caring about the people and full of courage. Having such a friend to encourage Nefeli made her feel a little better and no longer entangled.

"Just think it through. Don't dwell on it. Anyway, there's still a lot of cleanup to do in Lienia. Do you want to come?"

"of course."

She was convinced that only by following the same path as Fulilian could they truly save the border area. They had tried so many methods over the years, and they still had to rely on this magic research fanatic to solve the problem, so they might as well go all out.

While the two were chatting, familiar faded people came one after another.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The most enthusiastic person was Roger, who greeted them with a smile: "We've heard about what happened. As long as everyone remains peaceful, that's all that's fine."

"By the way, have you come up with any results from your investigation into Black Knife Night?"

"There's a crucial point that requires the Moon Princess's Death Curse Mark. Can you get it?"

"I don't think I know her that well."

Everyone's mouths twitched, thinking, "You're so close to taking over the Golden Dynasty, and you're still saying you're not familiar with each other?" Well, they're probably just two pieces of wood. Expecting any emotional connection between them was wishful thinking, especially since the fate of the stars had yet to change.

"It's okay, I'm just investigating, there's no rush."

Roger added: "There is a maze on the east side of Lienia, and perhaps there is a black knife mark..."

"I can give you one of those things right now. After all, I have a black knife assassin under my command."

As she was speaking, Fulilian took out a twisted trace of magic, which was the breath after the destined death dissipated.

The real deal!

128

Chapter 128 Comprehensively strengthen the Legion of Ashes.

The maze on the east side of Lienia was intended for the army, so there was no need for Fulilian to do it herself, but there was no shortage of black knife marks.

How could she not collect and study such things?

Roger, who took the brand, sighed, "That's good. I can study it for a while. Actually, you might find it funny, but from what I've found, the Deadborn don't actively harm living beings. It's also a way of existence... I hope to save them."

"How tragic it is to be excluded from the Golden Rule. The Eternal Dynasty, considering itself eternal, sacrificed the right to reincarnation. Everything has a price."

"So I want to improve the existing laws regarding the Deadborn."

"You did the right thing."

Neferi answered hastily, as if answering herself. In the past, she might have looked down on the Deadborn, but everyone was struggling, and according to Sir Baizhi, they were all surviving.

As long as there is someone willing to improve the current situation, we should feel comforted and support him or her.

Roger smiled upon hearing this and said, "What do you think, Fulilian?"

"I've remembered the curse mark and will tell Lani about it later. But if you ask me, the most fundamental solution is to release the destined death."

"But the Black Sword Malycus guards it."

"Ah."

The silver-haired girl nodded calmly. It was not that she didn't know, but the killer's reputation was well-known, which still did not prevent her from coming to the conclusion that she had to snatch the Death Rune.

No, you didn't hear the warning in my words? The Black Sword is very powerful.

Everyone thought about it again. When had the Soul Fire King ever shown any concern? If he were easily intimidated, how could he have reached his current heights? He said he wanted to achieve a destined death, and he must do it. His threat today was a declaration of war.

It is conceivable that the future battle between Malicus and Flillian will literally shake the border area and dominate the fate of countless lives.

"Let's see whether I can achieve the results first or you can achieve the destined death first."

"You're quite proud of yourself."

Suddenly, D's voice was heard from the side. As expected, Roger looked embarrassed and the people around him took a few steps back.

One wanted to save the Deadborn, the other was constantly hunting them, and since they were friends, he had been keeping it a secret. It would be too embarrassing to reveal it suddenly today, and it might cause an irreconcilable conflict...

"You did the right thing."

D's answer was unexpected.

The masked face looked around, casting a sharp gaze before smiling: "You don't think I'm a madman who's determined to kill the Born One, do you?"

"Hunters know better than anyone that as long as the Doomed Death is sealed, they will only grow in number, and the contamination from the Golden Tree's roots exacerbates this. Therefore, sooner or later, the Doomed Death must be released, even if it means ending people's eternal life."

"Eternal life? It's just worse than death."

Fulilian said bluntly: "Life should be dynamic. A soul trapped in a decaying body is not living."

"Indeed, many people have long been fed up with the cage of neither life nor death."

Nepheli murmured, "But won't that mean many people will lose their right to a long life?"

"Yes, so the ideal approach would be to incorporate a dynamically adjusted indicator. For example, if a person's willpower declines to its limit, they will return to the tree on their own, thus allowing the world to reproduce, rather than remaining a zombie."

As a now recognized expert in zombie healing, I have the most say. It would indeed be much better if there was one more adjustment indicator.

too difficult.

Unfortunately, the more grand the rules are, the more rigid they tend to be. With the power of the Elden Ring, once it is established, it is difficult to shake. In the end, we can only bear the cost and fight against it step by step.

"That kind of thing is still too far away."

Roger waved his hand. "Don't take such a big risk just because of my sudden inspiration. Flillian, I think a little healing will be enough for now."

D echoed, "Because the zombie transformation has weakened, the pollution has slowed down, and even the number of deadborn has decreased."

"Your feat has seeped into the borderlands."

Throughout the long history, there have been few beings that have achieved the influence of the Soul Fire King. Today, Nimgefu and Lienia are full of vitality.

The hope of recovery that people have been waiting for is becoming a reality.

The persistence has not been in vain. The king who once burned himself to continue the world is still practicing his will in another place.

The Round Table Hall carries the heroic spirit of the faded ones, but has not seen hope for a long time. Now every move of the newcomers stirs up the situation, as if it really gives people a kind of confidence that everything will be fine, igniting passion in their hearts.

Roger couldn't wait to ask, "By the way, can you tell me about the battle with the Full Moon Queen? As fellow magicians, everyone is looking forward to a battle of that level."

"So do warriors."

In addition to Nefeli, Roderica, Colin and others acted like curious babies.

The untouchable demigod magician they had always thought of was defeated in such a way. It was unbelievable. Of course, there was also the Battle of the Church of Bonding, which was best explained by those who had experienced it firsthand.

There was a celebratory atmosphere in the hall, and a banquet was expertly set up to congratulate Fulilian.

The wine is ready, just waiting for your story.

Unable to refuse the kind invitation, she took a seat and openly recounted the entire story, including the teleportation from the entrance of the Magic Academy, a brief mention of Kalia Castle, and the remainder of the story focusing on the battle in Rhea Lukalia...

Everyone nodded frequently, and every time they heard that the academic mages had been humiliated, they not only smiled but also drank a few more glasses of liquor.

In fact, Fulilian also likes this atmosphere. In the Elf Village, people are indifferent, let alone banquets. As for the Dark Souls world, it is even more lonely.

So she has always believed that the border area actually has great potential for vitality.

Yeah.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have the motivation to diligently search for opportunities. Only a world that could be saved would be worth investing in. A world like the dying fire could only save a few people, and expecting everyone to survive would be incredibly difficult. Therefore, Fulilian wouldn't give up on the borderland.

As she spoke, she mentioned the configuration of the Royal City Army. Even those who had heard of it before looked serious. After all, the power that Rodel retained was still beyond imagination, and he was worthy of being the most central force.

"Actually, I wouldn't have released Scarlet Corruption at that time because it symbolizes being disliked by everyone. It's practically universally hated."

"But the Royal City troops distrusted each other, and their rejection of the bad omen destroyed their morale to continue fighting."

"All in all, I'd say it was a narrow victory, thanks to Market's voluntary retreat."

Everyone was still worried when Fulilian made her closing remarks.

How strong a will does it take to fight a demigod? Strength alone isn't the only factor. Amidst a vast army, one must possess the fortitude to dominate. Otherwise, the whole army will crumble. Soul Fire King not only won the decision, but also the victory as a coach.

It's thrilling enough.

But there was no doubt that the entire Round Table Hall recognized that the strongest Faded One had won the difficult trial.

After Fulilian finished recounting the events of the Second Lienian War, everyone was still unsatisfied. Besides praising the powerful Faded One, they also sighed heartily:

"We are living in the same era as such a major event."

"I was active in Lienya not long ago, and I didn't expect such a big thing to happen in the blink of an eye."

"Fortunately it was under control."

If the demigods were allowed to continue wreaking havoc in the lake, eighty percent of the creatures would be destroyed, which would be of no benefit to anyone. The ominous demon must have taken this into consideration and decided to withdraw.

In any case, the result was that King Soul Fire held on to his territory.

Since then, the traditional tough Nimgefu region and the Kalia forces that had previously been allied but not merged have joined forces.

If you think about it carefully, the power to resist the current Golden Dynasty can only come from here, and the ability to build an organized governance system makes this team completely different from the group of destroyers in the Volcano Mansion.

They acknowledged that Volcano might be able to launch another siege, but they were concerned about the giant snake Lakkad.

No one thinks they have the ability to govern.

On the other hand, Fulilian's team can be said to have its own team. They are more flexible as they are derived from the southern nobles, vassals of the Storm King, the royal family of Kalia, the Origin Magicians, the Round Table Hall and other forces.

In other words, once you enter the royal city of Rodel, you can effectively rule.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel excited and eager to witness the situation, but the silver-haired girl involved had a normal expression.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't get the Full Moon Queen's Great Rune. I'm still missing a piece to go to the Royal City."

"what?"

It turns out you fought so hard but didn't actually take the fragments.