Frillian in the Elden Ring

It spun around and flew away from Fleury.

The latter generated a gravity ball in the air, pulling its body to land lightly on the top of the expanded Ionian flower. This set of reactions was smooth and he was not at all frightened by Guior's sudden action.

That's right.

The strong men in the border area should not be as decadent as those in the border area. At least they should show their peak posture at the moment of the decisive battle. Now both sides are full of passion. It has been a long time since we last saw this.

The pale dragon roared loudly around the scarlet flowers, less violent and full of pride.

At the same time, Fulilian's body was flashing with colorful colors.

I saw the Golden Tree Oath, the Flame Gives Me Strength, the Oath of Revenge, the Realm of Magic and the Resonance of Anger, all covering one by one. No matter what the thing is, I will take advantage of the time when the Dragon Grandmother is adapting to flying to stack the status first, and then there will be a fierce battle.

The confrontation in the sky made the battlefield dull and silent.

How magnificent!

Only when you look up can you vaguely see the flowers and dragons circling under the golden tree in the scorching sun, each occupying one side and competing with each other.

Magic fragments fell from the sky, mixed with the light of the golden tree, like fireworks, but only the winner could be baptized.

A veritable war of gods.

"Your Majesty always manages to create grand battles. Even the Mother of Dragons is unwilling to respond?"

Edgrande said in a clear voice: "Then we must not fall behind. Let's truly achieve victory."

"Towards the last group of corrupted creatures, attack—"

The morale of the Southern Army was high, and the roar of killing was deafening. They stepped over the corpses of the monsters and chased the remaining monsters that were in disarray. The latter had almost no choice but to flee and were pissing and running.

They are no longer afraid of these cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong. Do they really think they can defeat the elite of humanity?

joke!

Having wreaked havoc in Galid for so long, they had lost all sense of their own limitations, merely exploiting the spread of the Crimson Corruption to become arrogant. Their actual combat capabilities were nothing compared to the powerful army. Just as they were now collapsing at the first sign of trouble, unable to organize an effective defense and suffering heavy losses.

"Warriors, you must know that the reason we have the opportunity to form an army is because the Red Lions helped us resist the invasion."

"Now, let the sharp swords of the Confederate Army pay tribute."

Edgar led the charge.

The military formation was like a net bag that tightly covered the scattered corrupt creatures. After repeated attacks, they were no longer in formation and had no power to resist. They fell one by one in the siege.

Even a strong dragon would be shot down, and when it fell to the ground, it would be met with a dense barrage of spears.

Blood flowed like a river, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the crimson and corrupted creatures turned to red earth after their rampage.

Kill them all in front of the Grandmother of Dragons!

Furious, Guior flapped his wings and dived down, trying to rescue him regardless of the consequences. However, Furlin, who was using the magic of the gravity ball, blocked his way with the moonlight sword.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the broad blade of the sword slapped the dragon's belly like a slap, with such great force that the latter retreated dozens of meters.

"Go ahead, Edgar. I'll stop it."

The king and the general exchanged a glance and continued their movement, their actions unspoken and in perfect harmony. Despite being their first long-distance expedition, and facing a legendary dragon, they remained unmoved, demonstrating the Southern Army's best form. Today, they would restore the Dragon's Tomb to its former glory, forever obliterating it.

The two have cooperated in combat many times, are experienced, and firmly control the rhythm of the battlefield.

The corrupt creatures that only knew how to rush around were naturally no match for them. Only Guior, who had consciousness, could come up with a tactic, but unfortunately he was unable to sustain it.

It's getting more and more exhausting.

The young demigod's magical power was unfathomable, and the war of attrition was futile.

However, the Dragon Grandmother's pride prevented her from retreating at all. She continued to circle in the air, waiting for an opportunity to move, surrounding the silver-haired girl in the gravity ball magic. After all, she had better maneuverability, not to mention the advantage of Scarlet Corruption.

"Flillian, are you safe like this?"

Melina looked at the red wound on the girl's skin with concern and gave a serious warning:

"The corrupt energy in the air is growing stronger. You'll be infected if you fight it. And you've blocked its breath several times. The amount has accumulated to the threshold."

"Correct."

The honest answer without hesitation made her frown even more. If they weren't fighting, she would definitely blame her for being too risky.

The next moment, Fulilian activated the Fire Gift again.

Because this prayer could mobilize a trace of the power of the primordial flame, actively resisting the erosion of the scarlet corruption, it was developed into a specific resistance. So although it was injured on the surface, it was not actually serious.

"I haven't dealt with many flying enemies before, especially one this big. It takes some effort."

"Roar!"

Guior responded to the powerful enemy's fighting spirit with a roar and suddenly dived down.

At this moment, it folded its wings, pressed down the weight of its entire body and pounced on the silver-haired girl in mid-air. The latter did not dodge and faced the attack head-on.

I deliberately gave you a chance, after all, I finally caught the charging dragon.

As expected, Freellian's first move was to hit the head. A fully charged Loretta attack hit the target's chin, and even had a frost freezing effect. It was safe to ensure that the corrupt breath would not be released immediately.

But this time, with the will to fight to the death, Guior completely released the scarlet corrupt energy almost at the moment of contact.

Let everything be destroyed!

The huge dragon body, comparable to a hill, became a super bomb, releasing terrifying corrosion comparable to its size, enough to cover an entire area, and the first to bear the brunt was Fulilian in front of him.

However, it did not see shock on the enemy's face, but indifference, a sense of boredom that it had expected.

"Do you think I'm Latarn?"

In an instant, scarlet petals extended from behind the silver-haired girl. It was unknown when the petal, which had just been floating in the air, had absorbed the corrosive energy. Now, it absorbed it again and turned into a super-giant bud that was big enough to wrap around the Grandmother of Dragons. The surface was as hard as rock.

Oops, I fell into a trap, but why did the Ionian flower absorb so quickly?

Guior looked closely at the signs of decay on Fulilian's skin. There were not only wounds, but more of the result of active absorption.

madman!

"I took the initiative to accept some of the scarlet corruption to speed up digestion. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to hurt me this much."

As she spoke, she aimed her staff at the dragon's head. It was struggling desperately at this moment, but unfortunately the suicide attack had weakened its body to the extreme, which instead nourished the flower bud to form a prison. The desperate move turned into a cage that trapped itself.

From beginning to end, Guior was in a tactical trap.

Comet Azrael.

The pale blue torrent at the top of the staff illuminated Fulilian's stern judgment, and the magic power penetrated the body of the Grandmother of Dragons, destroying it along with the scarlet corruption.

The states that have been superimposed so far are also released together, erasing the spread of pollution.

150

Chapter 150 Kill Guior.

"Roar!"

With a shrill roar, Guior attempted a final charge against Comet Azrael, his body, hollowed by crimson corruption, still charging forward by inertia. How could he accept this? How could he leave the dragon in its demise?

The distance between him and the silver-haired girl was just a stone's throw away, but it was an insurmountable chasm.

More than one Azr comet rose out of nowhere, surrounding the giant white flying dragon and bombarding it mercilessly.

They easily break through the scale armor defense.

At this point in the battle, Guior no longer had the energy to maintain his magic resistance. Facing the pale blue torrent infused with Frillian's enormous magic power, he instantly collapsed, and his body quickly disappeared in the air.

As long as you're shooting at a fixed target, Comet Azrael is definitely effective.

The magic even penetrated the Ionian buds, drew a straight line, parted the clouds, and stirred up pieces of debris.

"alert."

Edgar was afraid that some crimson corruption would fall from above, but fortunately, it disappeared mid-air. His Majesty had taken all aspects of the battlefield into consideration from the beginning to the end.

At the same time, the Southern Army basically eliminated the monsters gathered in the Dragon Tomb area.

When they came to their senses and looked up, they found that since some time ago, an Ionian flower as big as a small city had stretched across the sky, and they could vaguely see the rapidly dissolving dragon grandmother Guior in the petals.

The legend fell here.

Having lived through a long time and witnessed a lot of history, it is a part of the world view for many people, and they have been listening to stories about dragons since childhood.

Now Guior has finally returned to the Dragon Tomb.

Freed.

The scarlet corruption could no longer torment it and this group of flying dragons; it was time to put an end to it. Regardless of history, even if living fossils existed, they had to make way for clean land. We couldn't allow pollution to spread far and wide alongside these flying creatures.

They watched in shock as the scarlet flowers slowly blossomed, like a ring, emitting the magic of a white dragon, and then turned into bubbles and were completely buried.

The winner in the arena is the Soul Fire King, who personally bids farewell to the Dragon Grandmother.

Fulilian cast Fire Blessing on her body once more before it began to heal.

It was very dangerous for her to take the initiative to bear some of the scarlet corruption. She was afraid that the gods behind her would sense it. However, she was not afraid. It was not like the gods had never dealt with it before. It was just a simple matter.

Obtained the [Guio's Roar] prayer.

This is a high-level prayer. It can manifest the power of the "Ancient Dragon" Guior and is one of the "Legendary Prayers."

[Can transform itself into a dragon and roar loudly. Reduce the attack and defense of surrounding enemies.]

[The "Grandmother of Dragons," Guior, is a mountain that must be respected.]

Not bad.

It possesses the ability to stealthily search for enemies, penetrate walls, and possess a powerful impact, but its energy consumption is a bit high, which doesn't stand out for Fulilian, who has a wide range of killing methods. More importantly, it can transform into a dragon, so you can't do it randomly.

Perhaps it would be useful to give it to Volame? However, she is still in the research stage and should not be finalized too early.

I just wonder if the Guiol I conjure up will be corrupted? Never mind, if I'm going to conjure up a dragon, I'll probably conjure up a top-tier ancient dragon. Once I have one, I should be able to make new discoveries by praying.

The harvest was quite fruitful, and she liked everything that was of the legendary level.

"That's too risky."

Melina, still frightened, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her injuries were intact.

What a terrifying physique! He absorbed the scarlet corruption head-on and digested it, only to sustain minor injuries. How strong is his resistance? Even a move that could be considered a sure-kill didn't cause any serious damage.

“It’s dangerous but it’s worth it when it’s cleaned up.”

"Exactly. Aside from the Corrupted Lake in Ionia, the pollution in Dragon Tomb is the most serious and deadly."

"One accumulates corrupt energy, the other spreads death."

Fulilian said in a cold tone, "They are all key targets. If they are not completely dealt with, Gallid will return to the pollution."

"So you're going to the Lake of Corruption?"

"Ah."

She listened to what the mother-in-law said just now, and combined with the clues mentioned by the player, it would be best to find the female swordsman named Millicent.

As a witch working with the Faded Ones, Melina had no choice but to agree.

To be depressing, everything we do now is only a temporary solution, because in the absence of true death, some creatures must have been contaminated by corrupt energy before death, and then began to reincarnate as monsters. At most, we can suppress them to a threshold, which makes it difficult to eradicate them.

She had already told her partner that part of the reason was that the Fated Death was sealed, and it was under the protection of the strongest killer.

If you believe in evil, you are no longer Fulilian.

This degree of difficulty is not taken seriously. Just as she said before, it is necessary to purify the corruption and seize the destined death. A two-pronged approach is needed to heal the entire border area.

"On an optimistic note, the Purification will at most guarantee that Galide will suppress corruption for the next thousand years."

"That's enough, Melina. We haven't been together for a long time, but we've experienced so much. Life is about depth, not length."

Very generous.

My research progress is at human speed.

Fulilian took a step towards the edge of the petals, her body as light as a falling feather, and her other hand stretched back as if to roll up a scroll, causing the Ionian flower to shrink rapidly, beautifully.

The moment she landed on the ground, the scarlet flower also retracted and was put back on her head.

The scene was so calm and peaceful that it seemed as if some legendary flying dragon had been killed.

Soldiers rushed to her defense, initially believing Fulilian to be severely wounded after the bitter battle. While she did have numerous wounds, she was rapidly healing, her aura undiminished, her sharpness undiminished, and she looked ready for another fight. Could it be that Guior hadn't inflicted fatal damage?