Frillian in the Elden Ring

Fulilian waved her target high into the air, crashing into the rock wall with a resounding thud, sending it reeling and shuddering. The magical energy that had surged up finally dissipated. It was a false alarm; facing absolute power, there was no chance of resistance. There was no suspense.

He fell heavily to the ground once again, his eyes dazed and he watched Lehman's shadow magic envelop his entire body. His consciousness gradually became chaotic...

"My magic will make him know everything. Just wait a moment and we can begin."

"I'm in charge of security."

Wayne remained as still as a mountain.

With a thud, Volame knelt on the ground, panting. After the victory, she realized how dangerous it was just now. She felt exhausted and was still scared.

"You did a great job."

"Master, I succeeded. This is the first time I've used a force field to perform a perfect block."

"Yes, its potential is beyond my expectation."

Fulilian observed the ripples in her hand as she spoke, "Combined with analysis, it's more efficient and faster, even deflecting spells we haven't yet fully understood."

As the person who brought the Tops force field, she knew it best, but she didn't expect to have a breakthrough in Volame's hands.

good news.

Originally, Fulilian had only hoped to use the Soul Separation technique to counter unsolvable magic, but she should change her approach. Nothing is unknowable. Based on this, the Tops Force Field will be further developed. She should do more research. Sure enough, coming out to experience other magic was the right decision.

"Tell me, are there any demons disguised as such in the upper echelons of the Labyrinth Kingdom?"

Finally Lehmann asked a question.

"Yes, we have already disguised the infiltration and ambushed the pawns, but I don't know who they are. We are keeping our actions secret from each other."

As soon as these words were spoken, several people's faces darkened and became extremely serious.

The problem was more serious than imagined. If the upper echelons of a kingdom were all puppets, wouldn't that mean they were all enemies? No wonder they were so obsessed with rejecting the Association. It was to do their utmost to undermine the united front that was about to be formed by humanity.

"Since you don't know who specifically should have some clues, what are your superiors planning?"

"We need to attract as many elite humans as possible to explore the maze, and then capture them all in one fell swoop. We must at least inflict heavy losses on you. The Tomb of the Fragmented King is the best choice."

"So you know the information inside?"

"I don't know. Only the elder demons know what dangers lie within the tomb."

"waste."

Even Lehman, who was usually calm, couldn't help but curse. Perhaps it was because of the secrecy, or perhaps it was because the demons had always been lax, which made their plan deeply hidden. Apart from the early warning, there was no actual result. They only knew that there were dangerous places ahead.

He then asked a few more questions, but unfortunately got nothing out of it. It was obvious that the mastermind behind this was well-planned.

183

Chapter 183: A sudden attack on the tomb of King Lingluo.

Lehman changed his way of asking questions and began to ask indirectly about what the demon wizard had seen and heard before he came.

He took notes while controlling the other party's answers, showing great familiarity.

No action leaves a trace; any action inevitably leaves some clue. Therefore, he wasn't discouraged by the initial setbacks and continued his pursuit. However, the target's life force, under the control of shadow magic, withered, and his condition declined at a noticeable rate.

"Cough cough!"

Even with the heavy blessing of shadow magic, it was difficult to save the vitality. The body finally died in the violent coughing up of blood and gradually turned into ashes.

It's considered tenacious to have held on until now.

Lehman sighed and said leisurely, "Although the information is not much, I have some inferences."

"The forces responsible for the operation are most likely those under the command of the Sage of Corruption and the Sage of Change. Some of them should have arrived in person. Both of these guys have caused legion-level carnage on the battlefield and are very difficult to deal with."

"The so-called trap plan has two key points: one, the scattered king's tomb itself. Two, the controlled royal army."

That was the limit of the intelligence, but the situation hadn't improved at all, only gotten worse.

"What does the president think?"

Everyone looked at each other and then set their sights on the silver-haired girl.

After a moment's silence, Fulilian replied, "According to the information he just revealed, a large number of adventurers have already arrived... Then, Lord Vlamei and Wayne will explore with them, while Lehman and I will test the king. Don't worry about diplomatic etiquette; just consider us arriving early."

"After all, we've already been infiltrated by the demons. Why should we pretend to be a snake? We might as well catch them off guard and cover up our other operations."

"Once we have checked the perimeter of the maze, let's begin. We have to fight after all."

The silver-haired girl asserted firmly.

Go to war.

There is no doubt that Fulilian is the one who is prepared before anyone else. She is ready to start a war and make trouble for you demons.

Her stance was clear: an infiltrated Labyrinth Kingdom was an enemy, a mere obstacle, so she simply cleansed it out. Her domineering attitude startled her teammates, who eventually nodded in agreement.

Even if we do nothing, the enemy will inevitably attack first.

Lehman added: "I have collected evidence along the way, enough to prove the disaster caused by the negligence of the Labyrinth Kingdom and the infiltration of the demons."

"Yes, the political impact must be taken into account."

Wayne agreed: "I will help you prove it. Now that the Association is being targeted by the demons, it means that we have found the right path to fight back. We must protect our achievements."

"Don't worry, that's exactly why I'm here."

The two represent the civilian side of the team, and their priority is not fighting but cleaning up the mess.

"Then pass on the message."

Fulilian gave the final order. She was the absolute core and leader of the team. Since the general policy had been decided, there was no need to delay.

Upon hearing this, Lehman packed up the letter and told the familiar to send the backup evidence and all the intelligence so far to the north.

"We have done everything we can do now. The rest is up to us."

After saying this, Volame laughed out loud, his face full of anticipation.

Choosing to go on this expedition with Master's team was the right decision. It felt so adventurous, just like those famous heroes. Now that I was one of them, how could I not be excited?

She had a strong premonition that the trip to the Tomb of the Lonely King would be unexpected.

"Okay, don't get too excited."

Fulilian patted the red-haired girl on the head and warned: "You have to explore the maze first. I may not be able to take care of you."

"Ah."

"I suspect the demons chose the King's Tomb as a trap because it contains powerful monsters that cannot be missed. Perhaps they are already guiding them. So let's be prepared. The enemy may be more than we expected."

"Do we need to wait for support?"

Wayne asked.

Lehman shook his head in denial. "Our mission is reconnaissance. We can't stop with this result. We need to continue investigating."

"Everyone, rest assured. I will take on my responsibilities as captain and do my best to protect you."

Now that Fulilian has said this, there is really no need to hesitate.

The sense of security brought by the Age of Gods magicians was unparalleled, and now they also experienced the support of the true disciple Volame. They looked back at the valley they had come from. The road was blocked by gravel, and there was no option to retreat, only to move forward.

The four of them headed towards the horizon.

……

The carrier pigeon demon flew over the mountains, flapped its wings with its broken body and sped away, weaving through the tassels of wind and clouds, pointing to the towering buildings of the royal city in the distance.

It used all its strength to reach the tower and almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a hand firmly grasped the carrier pigeon, and it turned out to be a demon.

"He was so badly injured. Was he sent out only when he was in danger?... It seems the plan has gone awry."

He hurried to the attic. "Sage, something's happening!"

In the shadow of the tower stood a demon dressed in luxurious long clothes and wearing a crown but without a face. There seemed to be a sharp gaze coming from him.

He sighed after taking the letter.

Dozens of demons gathered around like a small team, all silent as a mouse.

Not so good.

It's rare to see an adult so serious. Even if I can't see his expression clearly, I know there is bad news. Has the ambush been broken?

"This idiot paid the price and didn't kill anyone. Never mind, but I blame him."

The faceless demon changed the subject: "Because the opponent's team is led by Fulilian."

"Wait, could it be that elven magician?"

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. When talking about the famous Battle of North Wind Fortress, we cannot avoid mentioning this person. He represents the ceiling of the current magic field and is famous throughout the world. Unexpectedly, the Magic Association sent a big gift. Perhaps he can really be dealt with together.

As the letters circulated, they learned that there was more than that, and that there were also Volame, Wayne and Lehmann as deputies.

The Association has gathered a complete team of veterans, middle-aged men, and young professionals, right? And the class combinations are seamless, clearly ready for a maze-breaking strategy.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The Changeable Sage said proudly: "It doesn't matter. The mythical demon in the Tomb of the Broken King is stronger when faced with a stronger opponent, and is not afraid of numbers. We can guide it a little and try to make the clone act independently so that it can cooperate with our battle. Do as I say..."

His orders made the demons nod their heads frequently in admiration.

"Sir, just in case, do we need to ask other sages for reinforcements?"

"No need. We already have the Kingdom as a chess piece. There's no need to mobilize more personnel and alert the enemy. This battle is basically half-clear."

"As ordered."

Several shadows spread out above the tower.

……

The outskirts of King Lingluo’s Tomb.

The stationed soldiers were on high alert, patrolling in full armor, with magicians also helping out to ensure that no details were missed.

The officer ordered, "Over the next period of time, the adventurer teams and the association will continue to provide support, but we cannot relax. We have already encountered twenty monster attacks and cannot be careless."

"As ordered, we will continue to strengthen the perimeter security."

The maze excavation work is more difficult than expected, and monster disasters have occurred frequently in just a few months.

Some of it came from the tomb itself, with some areas inside being used as nests, while others were simply attracted by the massive amount of magical energy, resulting in a bustling atmosphere.

too busy.

Even though it was not far from the royal city and heavily guarded, it still took a while for everyone to get to the point of panic. With the recent arrival of reinforcements, they were finally able to stabilize the situation, preventing the monsters from breaking through the defenses and causing a huge embarrassment.

The soldiers were not panicked because this place had been used as an archaeological site most of the time in the past, so it was normal for them to not react quickly.

Next, we need to completely conquer the maze.

"Report, reinforcements from the Magic Association headquarters have arrived. Let them pass."

The sudden news excited everyone, and they immediately lined up to greet him, their morale high. The nearby adventurers also cast their gazes with concern, curious about who this thriving super organization had sent.

They just hoped that they were not the type to hold them back, like the idiot nobles who had been ignorant of the world and wanted to explore the maze a few days ago.

coming.

At the dilapidated entrance of the ruins, broken walls and carved pillars guard a broad road, majestic and vicissitudes of life, welcoming a group of people at the end of the stone bricks.

Leading the group was a petite elven girl with silver hair braided into twin ponytails, two scarlet flowers adorning her head, adding a touch of ethereal charm. She wore simple travel clothes and tall boots, and her steps were relaxed, as if she were just strolling through the streets. But the most undeniable thing was the terrifying unleashing of her magical power. By the time she reached the door, the magical radius had already spanned the street, a truly unimaginable state.

"She is Honorary President Fulilian? The second known elf magician from the Age of Gods!"

"It takes many years to accumulate this kind of magic power."

"The maze must be broken!"

At this moment, Fulilian looked around, further releasing her magic power, trying to see if she could lure the demons. She came here in a high-profile manner to attract all the firepower possible.

Wait a minute, it turns out that this level of liberation for the master is still not all!

The corners of Volame's mouth twitched when she noticed the imperceptible trembling of the magic column, which was simply unfathomable.

Little did he know that his magical reaction was also monstrous in the eyes of others. You have to know that Fulilian was very old, and this apprentice was only 15 years old and was comparable to a great magician with many years of experience.

It turns out that a good teacher can produce good students.