Frillian in the Elden Ring

"Master has many things to be happy about."

With a loud laugh, Volame suddenly stepped on the ground and kicked up a frost gale. His combat skill, Storm Foot, was enough to freeze the skeletons, and he fell towards the target with a large mass of ice.

An iceberg suddenly appeared in front of the silver-haired girl, enough to crush a street, and its shadow covered all the retreat routes.

call!

She swung a blazing flame, melting the ice with ease. Instantly, a torrent of water poured down, some of it staining her clothes. Suddenly, a red-haired figure leaped out of the water, but it was dry and encased in a barrier.

Fulilian's pupils suddenly shrank, and she launched a defense almost at the same time.

But the Thunder are also fast.

The girl grabbed with her bare hands, summoning the thunder from the heavens and dissolving it into the water. The best medium built a series of lightning and thunder, striking before the barrier closed.

Crackling explosions accompanied by incandescent light enveloped Fulilian's position and pierced through the ring.

The elves watching on suddenly felt their hair stand on end and their bodies feel numb. It can be imagined that the power must be quite exaggerated. If it hits a person, he will be turned into ashes in minutes!

"This power, they are really serious."

"I hope no one will be killed. No one can afford to lose such a big scene."

"Don't worry about it, it's time for us to retreat."

The thunder was so powerful that it charred the rock base and sent smoke billowing everywhere. Even Evlame frowned, fearing that something might happen. After all, it was a carefully planned raid.

Soul magic can only serve as an auxiliary here, especially when facing a strong enemy like the master. He must launch a surprise attack and counterattack when the enemy is unprepared, use elemental damage as the main attack and cooperate with each other to avoid being detected. Finally, he made a fierce move.

What about the effect?

When the smoke cleared, a silver-haired elf was revealed, silently exhaling smoke rings with an awkward look on his face.

"You've caught me by surprise. I'm still a little lax in the village."

Having said that, Fulilian's clothes were still clean and tidy, and her skin had no signs of being burned. She had been struck by lightning, but all she had to do was smoke and perm her hair?

It completely subverts the fragile impression of mages.

Volame was relieved, but also felt even more terribly wrong. What an exaggerated margin of error! He had clearly neutralized and broken the barrier of his master's permanent distorted light wall, but unexpectedly, the test yielded a terrifying conclusion:

It turns out that Fulilian has been using eggshells to protect the diamond.

——For most people, eggshells are harder than diamonds, let alone what happens next.

Breaking through defenses was only the beginning. That flesh had been forged through countless trials and tribulations, condensed with an untold amount of energy. Every inch of skin could withstand magical bombardments. Could this be considered a normal organism? How was this achieved? What kind of terrifying training was required?

"Master, you might as well remove your defenses and use your body to withstand those spells. I guarantee that your opponent will be in despair soon."

"Folamei, there are many curse magics in the world that ignore the concept of defense. Don't underestimate the enemy. Maybe even I can't be their match."

"Even the most powerful conceptual magic requires imagination, and your enemy can't imagine defeating you."

This is the rule.

Volame believes that those so-called unsolvable magic curses rely more on the caster's imagination, or the courage to transcend humans. If the gap is too big, it is equivalent to non-existence and is simply ineffective.

Otherwise, the magic of the demon clan's awakening concept should have been invincible in an instant, and it wouldn't have taken hundreds of years for them to gradually become famous.

"You're not very experienced. Go to the maze and practice next time."

The biggest difference between the power system in reality and the borderland is probably in the physical body. For example, demigods are extremely powerful and invulnerable to swords and guns. They also have immortality as a guarantee, and their defense is maximized.

Therefore, they didn't think the Soul Cinder King, a fellow demigod, was particularly tough, and could still be injured. On the other hand, the top human warriors of the demon clan were still easily injured. Of course, they could still be alive and kicking despite being injured. But the gap between the two was objective.

Fulilian combines the strengths. In short, her posture bar and toughness bar are bottomless.

No wonder.

When facing a "tough dog" opponent for the first time, Volame was at a loss.

She took the initiative to withdraw some of her magical pressure, which immediately reduced the pressure on everyone around her, and the heavy feeling on their shoulders disappeared.

"Now that you have learned new soul magic, let's begin a comprehensive test and give it your all."

"I understand, master."

The few short rounds of fighting just now had taught Volame no need to worry about accidental injuries. The key lay in how much strength he could unleash to satisfy Fulilian. He had to give his all, showcasing all his accumulated experience.

The red-haired girl, whose soul and magic were highly integrated, began to restrain her breath. This was a signal to avoid waste and further concentrate. What was coming next was a violent storm -

Suddenly, the silver-haired girl turned into a moon and flew over, attacking first.

Volame immediately used a barrier to resist, after all, he was not a soul type.

Click!

Unexpectedly, the defensive barrier was as fragile as paper and shattered with a sound. The cold moonlight that escaped reduced the activity of magic power, making people shudder.

"This is the demon-breaking magic I mentioned to you."

"You don't have to use it now."

Before he finished speaking, a flash of sword light flew past Fu Lamei's ear, but he barely dodged it. "That was a close call."

"Don't misunderstand. I'm not asking you to attack me, but to do your utmost to conserve your strength. Your future opponents will be the strongest in the world. Fighting spirit and perseverance are more important in front of them, and you must never lose your faith in victory."

The magic power that Fulilian wielded surged into a sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth, pierced through the clouds, and lingered in the mist of the mountain stream.

Are you kidding me?

It's outrageous to use shocking magic and ask the apprentice not to be afraid.

After being hit by a Dark Moon, Volame's magic power continued to decrease. Facing this move, he lost the mobility to burst out magic power, and was in a dilemma. He could only make one last desperate attempt.

They stood ready facing the light, as solid as a rock.

When Kalia's greatsword slashed on the ripples, a strong recoil was felt and at the same time, Fulilian's mouth curled up. Very good, she finally used the Tops force field in actual combat, but the spread of the shock wave did not stop.

The collision of the two enormous forces completely shattered the bedrock, turning the world upside down and losing its footing.

The Elf Forest rumbled.

From more than ten kilometers away, a column of smoke and dust could be seen rising from the ground. It didn't look like an explosion, but more like a powerful impact force that threw matter into the sky at such a fast speed that friction caused it to catch fire and turn into flowing flames.

It was like a volcanic eruption! What kind of power could be so powerful as to destroy a city?

The elves around the training ground had the most say. The shock wave lifted the ground, uprooted towering trees, and blew rocks into the sky.

too exaggerated.

The force of this impact naturally caused Volame to stumble, causing her to stumble. However, unlike a normal person, she didn't look down at her feet. Instead, she overcame her instincts and continued scanning the smoke, using her magical senses to locate her target: directly above!

At some point, Fulilian floated in the air, and the shining sword fell like raindrops, covering the training ground that had turned into a wasteland.

“There are too many to rebound.”

At this point, Volame could only resist and retreat at the same time, with pits smashed out behind her by the shining sword. Even so, she knew that the water left by her master was as big as a lake.

In the Battle of North Wind Fortress, a single shining sword could instantly kill a demon magician.

She would never forget the sight of the silver-haired girl curling up in the air, gathering strength as the radiant swords of slaughter surrounded the caster, the bodies of the enemies falling continuously. A single strike could penetrate defensive barriers and flesh, and now it pursued her relentlessly.

Fight back.

As the red-haired girl thought of this, she suddenly braked. The radiant sword she aimed by inertia missed the target. In the blink of an eye, a pale blue light condensed.

"Could it be the Soul Torrent?"

This is a move that releases soul power. Lack of corresponding accumulation is tantamount to seeking death. It must be stopped.

When she flew in front of him, Fulilian realized that it was a kind of magic developed based on this, specializing in killing attacks. It was simple and crude in nature, and all the points were on surprise attacks.

Her hesitation in saving her apprentice made her miss the best opportunity to dodge, but she didn't dare to bounce back easily for fear of accidental injury, so she had to use the same magic beam to attack head-on, causing an explosion and temporarily blocking her vision.

Taking this opportunity, Volame leaped into the air, this time with a more powerful beam.

Finally, she managed to hit the Distorted Light Wall. Even the protective magic was unstable and flickered constantly. Although she knew that her master was quite weak, she couldn't help but smirk.

"Attack while moving? Not bad. Coincidentally, I have a move I want to teach you."

Comet Azril!

A pale blue torrent rushed towards the red-haired girl, who nimbly landed to avoid it, only to find the magic power still persisting. A terrifying energy beam grazed her scalp, and the caster actually maintained the output while slowly descending, single-handedly suppressing the firepower?

Although Comet Azrael had only recently learned it, Fulilian had already made up for the weakness of not being able to move during shooting.

Therefore, the advantage of its continuous output is magnified exponentially, and it has become a torrent that washes all directions. From a distance, it looks like a pale blue beam of light that erases all scenes.

The edge will disappear if hit by a torrent.

I originally planned to use the Star Rain taught by Teacher Se Lian, but the area attack is difficult to control, so I will leave it for next time.

The elves watching the battle were stunned. "Come on, I know your master and apprentice's training methods are extraordinary, they're practically risking their lives." The risks that would be considered risky for ordinary people were nonexistent in their eyes.

"With such a big commotion, can't I even take a nap?"

Millie Adele got up from Fulilian's house cursing and looked out the window. A beam of light shot up into the sky, splitting the mountains and blowing away the thick clouds.

what?

The familiar magical aura told her that at least it wasn't a demon invasion, but it was still a bit too spectacular.

"That kid has suffered so much, but he's also learned a lot. Do you feel the invincible power of this God-age magician?"

Not even a trace of the training ground remains.

The barrier that was previously used to suppress the shock wave had long been shattered and was useless. Both the master and the disciple underestimated the destructive power of their own constant experimentation with new tricks. Fortunately, no one else was hurt by mistake.

As the silver-haired girl slowed down her magic output, the long-lasting storm came to an end.

The one who complained the most was Volame, who was squatting behind a huge rock with his head in his hands, forming a barrier. Unlike the previous first-person perspective of watching the war between the demons, this time all the moves were directed at himself.

Now I understand how desperate the demon vanguard was at that time.

Click.

The sound of footsteps meant closing the distance between them and Fulilian. For a top expert, hiding was impossible; everything was within their sensing range. He couldn't give up just yet. He had to demonstrate his achievements to his master as best he could, or he wouldn't be satisfied.

With this thought, Volame calmed down and poured his remaining magic into it, reshaping his soul into an unprecedented state - 侙 -

The silver-haired girl stopped.

A new and threatening surge of magical power, similar to the Full Moon Queen's original summons, no, it was a summons using herself as the medium.

What jumped out from behind the boulder was actually a flying dragon. Its sharp claws slammed into her, but it was blocked by the barrier. However, it shattered the next moment and was neutralized. It was Volame's barrier.

The sharp claws cut off a strand of hair, and at the same time she saw the whole picture clearly:

The magic power of materialization envelopes the caster, and then guided by soul magic, it gives them a balanced form and explosive power to match. So that's how it is.

"That's a good idea. Then we can use more powerful magic. It will be like a medium for armor."

"of course."

Feilong grasped the Hellfire and Thunder of Destruction in his left and right hands respectively and took aim at the target. At the critical moment, Fulilian lightly stepped on the ground to raise a clay doll to resist. She thought that using mass defense would not be easily broken - she was wrong.

The magic with a huge increase in power came like a devastating blow, including the huge flying dragon's body. Although the magic power was obviously running out and was about to dissipate, it still launched the attack of Volame.

The dragon's magic power was offset by the distorted light wall, but the clenched fist hit the abdomen, hitting it hard.

The silver-haired girl was thrown ten meters by the impact, breaking a tree behind her. The red-haired girl, on the other hand, half-knelt on the ground, panting and smiling.

"This time it was a genuine blow. Do you feel the real damage to your soul?"

"Children just don't lack imagination."

Fulilian casually gave herself a soul healing shot.

It turns out that if you receive true soul damage, you will become stiff, but the soul content in your body is too strong and enough to consume it, so you are not afraid of the same type of damage.

"Master always uses encouragement to educate. But you weren't accurate the whole time, and you even banned the Warrior style. And you always defended first in every fight..."

"Just assume you're so strong that I can't release the water and still be safe."

"Really?"

Seeing the silver-haired girl nod solemnly, the exhausted Volame couldn't help but leap for joy. After all, the master's evaluation was the most valuable, so he was no less qualified than the great magician.

Little did she know that Fulilian was in a dilemma. She had only seen the combat power of the great demon clan and she had no idea about the level of the sages and the Seven Collapse Sages.

Practice makes perfect, but I just don’t have any practical experience.

Should we let our children go out and exercise more?

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