Frillian in the Elden Ring

Although there were rumors that the Soul Fire King deliberately kept the Great Rune that didn't belong to the shattered ring, everyone initially didn't believe it, thinking he was hiding his abilities. But then I openly admitted to giving up such a top-notch treasure. What a noble character.

This directly means that in the next battle festival, Freellian will face Latarn directly and will not be able to move forward without taking the Great Rune.

When mentioning the existence known as the strongest demigod, everyone was still frightened. After all, the battle festival had been going on for so many years, and a lot of information had been leaked. Everyone knew how terrifying General Shattering Star was.

Roderica whispered, "It's too dangerous. Why don't we borrow the Full Moon Queen, Daluun, to go to the royal city first?"

"Becoming king is not that easy."

The hoarse voice came from the finger-removing mother-in-law. It was rare today that Enya came to the hall with support, and the faded ones hurriedly made way for her. After all, she was definitely a veteran who had witnessed her growth all the way.

"Flillian, since you've publicly given up that Great Rune, you should choose another. It's unwise to demand the things of your defeated opponent after hitting a wall."

"Of course, I planned to defeat Latarn from the beginning."

"You have chosen a difficult path, but you will become the undisputed king."

Even Two-Fingered's attendants recognized it, a testament to its value. Even the divine messengers of the Round Table Hall understood that the Soul Cinder King's current journey was even more ambitious, forging a kingly caliber that might surpass Radagon's.

The faded ones looked at the silver-haired girl with more respect. If she was serious about this, she would not have the simple option and would have to take the path of becoming the strongest.

However, some felt that General Shattered Star was unbeatable, and at best would return seriously injured, most likely ruining the overall situation. While they admired him, they also felt that a head-on confrontation was unnecessary.

"I wish you good luck in martial arts."

Regardless, they offered their blessings and sincerely hoped that it would be Frillen who would sit on the throne of King Elden.

The desire to save the world cannot be faked. Although it is an accessory to her magic research, there will never be another demigod with such a conscience. You are the one.

If another would-be king fails, the Round Table will breathe its last.

We’ve waited too long. The winner will be decided in this era.

Everyone stood up and toasted a glass of wine to the undisputed protagonist of the day.

Fulilian replied solemnly. Too many people have placed their hopes along the way. The responsibility on one's shoulders is no longer a matter of whether one is willing or not. This journey cannot afford to fail.

The real main course of the banquet was her story. After three rounds of drinks, the faded ones began to chat and exchange information:

Colin was still concentrating on practicing and praying. He heard the news that there was a Golden Mask activity on the Yatan Plateau, but was worried that he could not get through the blockade.

The elevator has not yet restarted.

Essentially, it required activation by someone with the necessary authority to activate it, and Fulilian only had half a talisman. Unless she forced a magical decryption, she'd have to wait. There was no rush.

But soon a Faded One mentioned the key news that "the other half of the symbol is in a fortress in the Galid area."

Feiya was looking for signs of the activities of the Deadborn.

Diaros was very sad when he mentioned that the companions he was looking for were killed by the lawbreakers.

...There was not much information for Fulilian, and she could already get a lot of information through her subordinates. Moreover, if there was a big event, Lani would give an early warning.

After a moment she left the table and went to the forge.

As expected, the blacksmith, Xiu Gu, continued to pound the metal, his force swift and precise, sparks flying everywhere. His seemingly skinny body radiated astonishing energy, no less than a warrior unleashing his combat skills.

"Mr. Xiu Gu, I have a few armor parts that need to be adjusted and reinforced. Is that okay?"

"of course."

Fulilian had taken out the dancer's armor set. Part of it had been repaired by Southern Army artisans, the clothing had been given to Burke, and the crucial metal armor had been handed over to the Round Table Hall's top artisan. If it succeeded, it would be a masterpiece crafted by numerous skilled artisans.

Although it is just a few parts, it contains enormous magical power. The repeated tempering and nourishment by the owner makes its protective power increase day by day.

"The material is top-notch, but it lacks systematic forging, and it's not suitable for you at all."

"You really have a unique vision."

"Leave it to me. What other weapons do you want to strengthen?"

After receiving the challenging task, Xiu Gu was eager to try. The client did not disappoint him and took out top-notch weapons and rare forging stones. Of course, he did his best to strengthen them.

He liked these weapons, the seemingly plain brass shield and the katana that had obviously experienced countless battles, the collision and polish between the weapons transformed into power.

"The forging stone rank is not bad either. As expected of the renowned Fragment King, he is much wealthier than before."

"We're almost at our limit. We can't get much forging stone below the Yatan Plateau."

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, the Royal City Army occupies the vast majority of resources."

Xiu Gu changed the subject and said, "But Gaileed should still have some in stock. After all, the Red Lion Army has preserved a large amount of weapons and equipment from its past activities. It's better to use them than to keep them in storage."

Fulilian secretly took note of the reminder.

The southernmost half of the border area is the Weeping Peninsula and the other half is Gaileyd, which received a lot of resources from the Storm King era.

After the Golden Dynasty defeated the Nimgefu forces, it began to split up. For example, Letina told Fulilian that the northernmost city of Sol was one of the results of the split. It was big enough to be split up, running through the north and south continents.

Don't underestimate the dynasty's political wisdom.

The resources under the command of the Storm King, the last holdout, were most severely divided.

Based on the principle of solving the problem nearby, the nearby fiefdom of Gaileed was given a lot of good things, and the subsequent royal city also provided financial support. Therefore, Xugu's statement that there were a large number of armaments there was well-founded, and the combat effectiveness of the Red Lion Legion also proved it.

History has proven that the Kalia royal family acted more wisely, directly marrying into the Golden Dynasty to create a situation where you are in me and I am in you.

This is where things in this world become difficult.

As a result, the Lienian forces were able to take the stage and become a strong claiming team to support the new King of Elden.

The Golden Dynasty's plan of feudal division and checks and balances was going well, but unexpectedly, a series of mistakes eventually caused the world to slide into an abyss where no one was in a good situation and everyone was a loser.

Flillian nodded. "I see. So, Galid still has a high-level forging stone?"

"Correct."

Xiu Gu quickly added, "But their numbers are very small, so it's better than nothing. It's too difficult to expect to arm a super army, so the weapons you have can only keep up with their combat effectiveness. Don't underestimate the Royal City Army. They were once powerful and supported by the entire border area."

"I understand, but I also have my own way—"

She turned to look at the spirit trainer girl who had just come into the corridor after eating and drinking.

Noticing the gaze, Roderica excitedly asked, "Is there anything I can do for you? Just ask about bone ash enhancement."

"sorry to bother you."

Most spirit trainers couldn't match Fleury's pace like she did. It was more like there were only a few people in the border area who could do this job, and now it was even more difficult to keep up with the combat environment.

"When strengthening the ashes, you must guide my soul strengthening magic to permanently engrave it on the target, ultimately increasing its attributes."

"This is too difficult. Making the ashes stronger than they were in life goes against the rules of the soul."

"We use the soul rules to make them stronger. I will allocate some runes to them, and add the blessing of the magic ring fragments to make each strengthening more effective."

"Then let's give it a try."

Originally, Roderica thought it was too difficult, even a fantasy, but after Frillian showed her the ashes that had been nourished by soul magic, she changed her mind. Why not try to challenge higher skills?

If he wanted to repay the Soul Fire King for his help, this mediocre skill alone would not be enough.

She was well aware of the Southern Army's weakness of lacking powerful arms, and she also guessed that Fleury, as the commander-in-chief, was trying to make up for it, so she simply lent a hand and let the Royal City Army see how powerful the Legion of Ashes was.

Roderica held up the ashes with her magical hands.

The strongest and most intelligent among them was the Platinum Son Letina, who actually took the initiative to accept his own spiritual amplification.

At the same time, the silver-haired girl took out a large number of graveyard lilies, arranged them neatly, and connected them with magic power.

Enough.

Ever since she became king and mobilized various search teams, she has never lacked this thing. At least there are a lot of low-level lilies of the valley, and she doesn't even have to look for them herself.

In a sense, Fulilian now has to build a super-hardcore army corps that is supported by the resources of the entire south, to a level that is comparable to the elite of the royal city army, otherwise there is no hope of winning the war on the Yatan Plateau in the future.

The two looked at each other and began to strengthen their souls at the same time.

They held up the ashes together and guided the power of Rune's blessing to flow in. The spirit master was responsible for the specific delivery, while the demigod magician was just responsible for supplying the energy with his great strength.

The corridor was filled with howling winds, and even Xiu Gu, who was concentrating on making equipment, couldn't help but look up.

The originally plain ashes transformed rapidly in the hands of the two. Even the lowest-level ones such as wolves, zombie soldiers, puppets, jellyfish, etc. were greatly strengthened, no less than the powerful regular army.

"What a good idea!"

He believed that this was also a kind of forging, and that it should turn decay into something magical.

At this moment, Frilian and Roderica were so absorbed in the intense work of spirit adjustment that they completely forgot the passage of time and worked day and night.

Because this wasn't just a boost for one or two targets, but rather the creation of an entire army in one fell swoop. So, they were prepared for a long battle, settling down in the Great Blessing and concentrating on strengthening the ashes...

Xiu Gu next to him was still forging iron, and he didn't care even if a magic storm appeared.

In this small corridor, it seemed as if time and the outside world did not interfere with each other. Occasionally, a faded person would come and take a look. One could not help but admire how focused these two people were.

A month passed quickly.

This is the standard within the Great Blessing, and it may be even longer outside.

However, the Southern Army was not worried. Even if His Majesty disappeared for a year or two, it would not matter. It would only be a blink of an eye.

During this period, Lienia and Nimgefu were developing rapidly as planned, and activities were carried out as usual. It was a rare period of rapid prosperity. The only difference was probably the lack of genuine soul healing skills, so they had to accumulate some zombies and wait in line.

The collective increase of the Legion of Ashes was gradually coming to an end, and the output of magic power increased instead of decreased, causing the Round Table Hall to shake at every turn.

"What on earth are you trying to create by spending so much mana and even runes?"

In the office, Sir Baizhi muttered to himself, with a rare hint of uneasiness in his voice. Even though he knew it was a veteran army, he couldn't predict its strength.

It’s difficult.

Given Fulilian's proactive nature, it's only a matter of time before she reaches the foot of the Golden Tree, or even attempts to penetrate deeper. That would be troublesome. She's doomed to fail, and failure will only lead to even greater disasters...

"Forget it, there are still many powerful enemies waiting for you in the future, let us cooperate until the last moment."

He felt relieved at the thought of this.

The truly powerful demigods Sir Baizhi had reported had yet to reveal their full potential. Even if Markit, the ominous demon, hadn't used his full strength, the combined forces of the demigods were more than enough to defeat any challenger. There was a high probability they would perish mid-strike, so there was no need to worry.

The magical storm in the Round Table Hall continued for a long time.

But the day finally came, and Fulilian finally completed the unprecedented collective strengthening of the ashes:

hum!

When the last trace of magic and blessing dissipated, the lingering pressure said goodbye, and what appeared instead were several sparkling ashes in the hands of the silver-haired girl, with a strong aura.

Rodlika said with great joy, "You did it! You even made your soul transcend its original life form strength and become a different kind of spiritual creature. It works! It's a miracle."

"It's all thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to perform it at all."

"They have growth potential now and can become a powerful military force in the future."

129

Chapter 129 Yanan’s Years

"Does the ashes have any other new properties?"

Even though Fulilian participated in the entire strengthening work, she actually didn't know much about the professional field of spirit trainers. This thing all depends on talent.

It was Rodelica who actually screened the differences in the power of the different ashes, and of course she listened to her master's advice.

"Now they can be summoned permanently and remain active. They can obtain rune survival on their own, which gives them the ability to stay stationed. When not fighting, they will move like zombies with low consumption."

"Once under the master's command, it can become a well-organized army."

"Also, with the exception of the High Intelligence Ashes, the Black Knight and the Magic Archer can serve as wisdom, and I estimate that after a period of growth, their strength will be enough to rival that of a hero."

She introduced it in a torrent of words.

The remaining changes are not so revolutionary, but they are enough to be called a complete transformation, otherwise some old friends will always be the ones holding it back.

Now the Soul Summoning Bell is equivalent to an elite personal guard.

Fulilian was very pleased with the result. She had always envied Marketeer's ability to assemble a team of personal guards and quickly suppress a demigod. His dominance on the battlefield was remarkable, and his record was impressive. No wonder he shed rivers of blood among heroes, living up to his reputation.

If it weren't for the support of the Knights of Kalia, the Undead Squad of France, and the Dragon Eater Legion in the Battle of the Church of Bonding, the battle would have been even more brutal.

Now the ashes will do the job.

The advanced troops that were originally needed to cooperate with her can now be sent out to fight against powerful enemies on the front battlefield.

After all, during the Rodel War, they would definitely face more powerful troops. It would be good enough to withstand their offensive, and it would be difficult to free up hands to fight another coordinated battle with Frillian.

Although the overall strength of the Hardcore Corps is still weak, there is a solution to the problem.