Frillian in the Elden Ring

Determination turned into strength, blood boiled, even if the enemy was so terrifying it did not hinder the battle, at this moment they only had one thought left: victory.

Both sides poured out their firepower with all their might.

There was a sudden loud explosion outside the tomb of King Lingluo, and the broken walls and ruins turned into rubble.

No one expected that the peaceful maze would become the focus of war after so many years. There were raging fires, explosions, shouts, roars and wails. It had turned from a small-scale hunt into a serious war.

The defenders could not afford to be forced to continue to shrink their front due to the disadvantages of low terrain and inability to fly.

If it weren't for Volame's exaggerated firepower harassing the giant gargoyle on his own, the consequences would be disastrous. Without this deterrent, it would definitely dive into the army formation.

"Fall back."

"We can't hold out for much longer. We need to consider holding the battle at the entrance of the maze."

"No, what if there are monsters in there too?"

Fenton was in a dilemma. While he was thinking, someone was knocked over by the gargoyle's claws and blood splattered everywhere.

A gap appeared in the frontline shield line, and the disadvantage finally began to gradually turn into defeat. However, they were in the excavation pit and could only retreat. Could this also be their burial place...

Suddenly, golden light enveloped the entire place, and golden catkins fell on the body, giving people a sense of warmth. The wounds healed quickly, and even the consumed physical strength was restored.

This kind of magic is unique.

It was Fulilian who strode through the crowd while casting Sunshine Healing. Everyone automatically made way for a path, leading from the back row to the front, which was the line of her teammates.

Just now, the God Age Magician was responsible for blocking the monsters pouring in from the rear, and now he is acting as the front line.

He lives up to his reputation, possessing both strength and magnanimity.

The silver-haired girl's back was like an insurmountable wall.

Her arrival alone frightened most of the gargoyles back, and some of those that were flailing on the ground just a moment ago suddenly flew into the air.

Monsters are ferocious but not brainless. Facing the aggressive Frellen, you dare not confront her head-on. The best option is to keep moving around. If you are caught by such a powerful enemy, the battle will probably end in an instant. You must be careful.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the silver-haired girl swung out a Night Comet. The hidden trajectory caught the enemy off guard and it grazed the body of the gargoyle before piercing a large monster next to it, clearly shocking the enemy.

Even if it was furious, it had to retreat and let its subordinates act as shields.

"That's best."

Before she could finish her words, Fulilian used a Star Calling attack, and a terrifying vortex siphoned in the target.

The sky was stained purple and white, then gathered in a vortex, easily sweeping up the gargoyles. Caught off guard, they lost their balance. Even flapping their wings with all their might was futile, their bodies being pulled along. They couldn't fall, no matter what. This was a race for their lives.

However, the next moment some monsters were frozen in place. It turned out that the shadow magic found the shadows projected on the ground and locked onto them, allowing Lehman to catch them.

They were greeted by long-range attacks from Volame and Wayne.

The individual killing power of the two may not be enough, especially as their physical strength is reduced at this point in the battle, but the advantage is that the enemy is a fixed target. Now all the gargoyles of the target have become wooden men under the shadow magic, and a single blow to the vital point will kill them.

Those further away were captured by Fulilian.

They killed dozens of gargoyles over and over again, coordinating seamlessly, as if they had been fighting together for more than ten years.

Bang, bang!

The monsters that kept falling to their deaths were the perfect proof. Now they had become vulnerable targets, and the Fulilian team on the ground were hitting them accurately, and it was almost a massacre.

Their movements became more and more skillful and smooth, and they continued to harvest the army of monsters.

The defenders, who had regained their spirits, also provided fire support, and with the momentum of beating a drowning dog, they killed the enemy and forced them to retreat step by step. Finally, a gargoyle trying to escape appeared.

But it crashed headfirst into the sky, which was shimmering with the light of the barrier.

"I've blocked off a ten-kilometer radius."

Fulilian made a shocking statement: "You must fight until you are completely wiped out."

The low-IQ monsters couldn't even understand it, and just kept bumping into walls, searching for a glimmer of hope.

The true shock was for the allies. They stared at the silver-haired girl's back in amazement, then recalled Volame's defensive barrier. It was a testament to their shared background. Such an exaggerated, massive barrier, used in reverse to create a perfect prison.

"Roar!"

The giant gargoyle roared to the sky, ordering all monsters to gather together. It was so powerful that it was obvious that it was about to start the final charge.

The birds stopped singing, the beasts fled, and everything was silent. At this moment, the smell of blood and the extreme breath of death emanating from their bodies took away the voices of the living, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The four-member team, led by Fulilian, took up their positions.

There should be a clear answer to the ownership of the Tomb of the Scattered King, and it must be determined now.

The first to lose its composure was the giant gargoyle. Its massive body, over ten meters tall, maneuvered, gathering strength before extending its wings to their maximum extent. It suddenly dived down with terrifying kinetic energy, landing on the ground. Smartly, it chose not to engage head-on, but instead caused a violent tremor strong enough to shake the ground to pieces.

Boom!

But even faster was Fulilian's storm feet, which blew up icicles. The frosty ground was as hard as rock and indestructible, leaving only muffled sounds.

Instead, the monster's bones were hurting from the collision, but it still rolled to the side based on its instinct.

The blue light passed by and annihilated countless monsters.

Wow!

Even though the giant gargoyle barely managed to dodge it, it didn't stop Furlin from simply turning her spearhead on the other monsters, leaving only ashes wherever she passed.

The merciless soul torrent wiped them away with just a light wipe, and both the soul and the body completely disappeared and turned into energy fragments. In the end, nothing was left. The power was strong enough.

The gargoyles were frightened by the death of a companion they met.

They hurriedly circled with all their might, trying to make it harder for the enemy to aim.

Unexpectedly, Fulilian pointed at the barrier.

Then the air barrier gradually shrank. Although it was very secretive and not directly presented visually, it was easier for them to touch the hard magic wall, so the battlefield was shrinking.

In contrast, the intensity of human attacks became higher and higher, interweaving into a layered firepower network.

"Keep firing in formation and suppress the enemy."

"The Lancers are ready to kill any monster targets that fall to the ground—"

The commander's meticulous preparations made the ground full of murderous intent, causing the gargoyles, which were just so aggressive, to not dare to land. They didn't know what to do. Wouldn't this make them stuck on both ends?

"Roar!"

The giant gargoyle, pushed to the limit, had red eyes as he watched his companions fall one by one, becoming so angry that he was waving his teeth and claws, full of murderous intent.

It’s all the fault of this silver-haired elf.

The next moment, its throat suddenly expanded, emitting a roaring sound wave like a frog's croak. Enveloped in magical energy, it was like a cannonball, precisely locking onto Fulilian's position. She must learn her true power; a single blow could bring down an entire hut.

However, the unadorned barrier blocked the attack, remaining motionless, leaving only the aftershocks that swept up a gust of wind.

How could such a strong defense be possible?

There was no time to be shocked, because Fulilian's next move was gravity magic. The monsters flying in the sky were suddenly captured by the purple-white energy vortex, and then siphoned down to the ground together.

Call the stars!

The point of impact was the ground, and its power was no less than that of Latarn, and the sky was dyed with another strange color.

At the same time, she condensed a ray of lightning, and conducted the power of heaven to the earth. All the monsters felt paralyzed and could hardly control their bodies.

I couldn't even fly.

A set of smooth killing moves in Fulilian's hands are like works of art, carefully carving out a situation from which there is no escape. If it were a human army, they would probably have despaired. The absolute control of this power is the real pressure.

On the distant hillside, in the dense forest at the limit of visual distance, several demons were observing with their eyes wide open.

"I'm afraid those useless creatures won't last long. They're just temporary monsters, but their performance is woefully poor. I was hoping they'd cause some casualties."

"It doesn't matter. At least we have found out some information about the enemy."

"Being powerful in front of the power of the Fallen King's Tomb is meaningless. It will become a trap that will kill you."

"But we may have to be prepared for the destruction of the royal city..."

The demons were full of fear.

At present, the power displayed by Fulilian is indeed well-deserved. Even when setting a trap, various possibilities must be considered. However, time waits for no one. The other party has arrived at the royal tomb, which is not far from the royal city. With her walking speed, she can probably reach it in one day.

According to the plan of the demon sage, the water mirror demon in the tomb that can copy the enemy should be guided to be as active as possible, and then different copies should be staggered.

If the original body is easily vulnerable in the battle against the clone, then they might as well fight separately, and the demons will make up for the remaining lack of combat power. After all, their target is actually only Frellen.

"Lie down!"

As the reminder sounded, I caught a glimpse of the silver-haired girl looking over here, but she quickly turned her attention to the gargoyle.

"What a terrifying perception! Will our trap work?"

"Then hurry back and strengthen the guard."

The demons left one after another, but before leaving, they looked back with lingering fear: at this moment, thunder exploded among the demons, accompanied by blazing flames that burned everything.

The continuous and fierce bombardment left the giant gargoyle covered in wounds, and its body, which was made up of corpses, kept falling and shrinking.

It has no strength left.

Once it moved, sparks would crackle all over its body, and the paralysis made its movements sluggish, forcing it to wander about in a frantic hurry. In fact, Fulilian wasn't in a hurry to kill it, but instead took advantage of the chaos to continue harvesting ordinary gargoyles.

The entire army was a sophisticated killing machine that constantly achieved victories, leaving corpses strewn across the ground.

However, all the casualties were monsters, and they were all unharmed under the protection of healing magic. This is the power of the world's number one healing wizard.

boom!

Finally, another monster fell, announcing that the attacking gargoyles were almost wiped out, with only the leader left. The rest were either killed or twitching in the lightning, unable to resist.

At this point, the only option left is to fight hard.

The huge monster, over ten meters tall, charged forward like a battering ram, but Fulilian raised her staff indifferently and took aim.

Soul torrent.

As expected, he was killed on the spot. His huge, grotesque body was annihilated into nothingness. Not even a trace of him was left in the bombardment of absolute power, as if he had never existed.

"Great, we won, thanks to Lady Flillian's team."

"I'm still alive. I made it through."

The soldiers and adventurers who participated in the battle cheered excitedly, hugged each other, and celebrated. Of course, there was also praise for the heroes, especially the four-man group who served as the backbone several times. Without them, the front line would have been torn to pieces by the monsters long ago.

They had a feeling of witnessing the rise of a new backbone force, that there were successors, and that humanity in the war was becoming stronger.

However, Fulilian did not respond much, but stared at the only entrance to the tomb.

strangeness……

Everyone agreed that the rising star Lehmann and the accomplished Wien were no strangers to the situation, having already adapted and were responding to the calls expertly.

For Volame, this was a rare and historic step. For the first time, she became one of the shining protagonists on such a stage, and a sense of pride arose in her heart. Now she was as happy as the survivors.

What I have been doing is meaningful, and getting this answer is enough to encourage me, that's all.

Suddenly, Fulilian pushed aside a stone and pointed in the distance.

We just killed a group of monsters, what's going on? Everyone followed the line of sight and saw that at the end of the ruins, in the darkest corridor, there seemed to be no trace of the gargoyle. The difference was that it was completely white and translucent, and the gray mass was hard to see clearly...

Unfortunately, it disappeared the next moment.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of power is this? It's fine to have a gargoyle guarding it, but that thing doesn't have any life."

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a white shadow, because the unidentified object showed no signs of life.

Who is it?

185

Chapter 185: The young prodigy, Volame.

Fulilian wanted to investigate the interior of the Tomb of the Broken King, but unfortunately, she had more important matters to attend to, and had to clean up the battlefield. However, she still asked:

"Since we've been digging for so long, does anyone have any clues?"

Lehman replied, "A long time ago, there were records in the archives that mentioned tomb robbers who encountered their own shadows and were killed. We once thought it was a fable, but now it seems to have some truth to it."

"There really are phantom monsters in the world that can recreate the person in the other person's mind. Could it be that kind?"