Frillian in the Elden Ring

The clone frowned slightly, and a moved expression appeared on its face, representing the demon's shock.

The targets it intended to kill kept running into problems. Although it had made some gains against the minions just now, it didn't count. If it didn't eliminate the primary threat, it would fall into the hands of the enemy.

Wow!

There was a sound of rubble rolling nearby, and Wayne and the few remaining capable fighters returned to the battlefield. They looked at each other and nodded.

Fortunately, she is still alive, otherwise this battle would have been lost.

Reunite and fight again.

The ranged mages attacked first, ushering in a new round of fighting. Even the clones were forced to fight back. It wasn't that they had grown stronger, but it was best not to reveal any flaws against the more powerful red-haired girl. Their casual defense from earlier was now becoming dangerous.

Sure enough, she began to gather her strength and completed it in an instant.

Volame gritted his teeth and unleashed Soul Turbulence. Unlike previous attacks, it was a multi-dimensional burst of light, piercing the rock sphere and shooting towards the clone. The clone responded with rock spheres and an impenetrable barrier.

Now its magical power is actually one step behind, allowing a young man to make an analogy.

Boom boom!

The two sides intertwined in mid-air, creating a terrifying energy collision that swept in all directions, and the roar almost tore the eardrums.

There is no safe space under the power of an absolutely strong man. All that is left are the magic tides pulling, shattering and exploding from all directions. The firepower is facing each other head-on, neither side is willing to give in, and they are determined to kill.

Pyroxene gravel continuously scraped against the red-haired girl's body, breaking through the fish scale barrier. Just passing through the skin would leave a blood mark and drain away her vitality.

"So you've already figured out a barrier to deal with me."

"Master is not good at defense, but he is good at breaking defense, but you must have never seen this before."

She suddenly pushed the barrier out, and it exploded on its own, forming bubble-shaped cages that captured the free magic power.

Not only that, these bubble barriers suddenly filled the space, actively destroying and neutralizing any barriers they touched. They did not seek to kill, but specifically sought to disintegrate the enemy's defenses. This was the ultimate expression of Volame's barrier technique.

boom!

The clone never expected that this thing would explode as soon as it was touched, and quickly stepped back.

"Take advantage of now to rotate."

Wayne urged the wounded to leave in perfect harmony. Now there were only 9 people left, but they were all outstanding, having reached at least the second or third level of magician and could barely protect themselves.

Of course, within a few breaths, the replica had adapted to the strange barrier, and using gravity magic to deflect it was of no avail.

It knew it couldn't wait any longer, because Volame gave people the feeling that he was constantly awakening some kind of power and growing stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this case, start by destroying the enemy's morale.

He activated the Star Calling Technique to pull the survivors, and with his other hand, he gathered the Hellfire to prepare to capture them all.

"I've been waiting for this moment—"

Suddenly, a massive dragon materialized, inhaling fiercely and actively devouring the flames, consuming them all without a trace. However, the Star Summoning effect had not yet worn off, and as the old force was broken and the new was born, gravity pulled the crowd closer.

The White Elf opened his eyes wide and tried to dodge, but saw the giant dragon in the air roaring and locking onto him with pressure. He was a beat too slow, and this slight mistake made a huge difference.

Click!

Wayne's longsword pierced the clone's abdomen. He exerted all his strength to prepare a cassock slash to kill it, but the blade remained motionless. His combat endurance had granted him immense resilience. Since there was no room for further action, he simply drew his longsword and made room.

The pupils of the clone who was preparing to fight back shrank. There were all kinds of magical attacks in front of him. Here they come again, right?

Kalia returns!

At the critical moment, it absorbed all the energy and turned it into a sharp blade, sweeping out.

With a crisp clang, the dragon claw blocked the attack. At the same time, everyone's magic power fell completely on the replica, blasting it away.

"That was a close call. What a quick reaction."

Wayne, who had dealt the most damage, noticed a corner of his blade cracked, and with lingering fear, sweat broke out. His opponent's physique, skills, and vision were impeccable, and he had even managed to fight back.

Fortunately, Volame intercepted it in time, otherwise it would have been in vain. But she had already reached her limit. After this move, the dragon half-knelt on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Blessings are supposed to be absorbed gradually through quiet meditation. Is high-intensity combat too much of a stretch?"

But he couldn't easily get rid of the dragon transformation state because the enemy had not fallen yet.

Wow!

A white shadow was revealed in the rubble. His left forearm was destroyed and there was a hole in his abdomen, but his momentum remained undiminished.

Her condition doesn't affect her combat effectiveness at all! Is it the mechanism of the replica, or is the original so terrifying? Regardless, this posture still exudes an oppressive feeling. Whether she's a magician of the Age of Gods or not is irrelevant; the key is that even with all her might, she's unbeatable.

We are gradually gaining the upper hand, but the enemy has shown a terrifying ability to withstand attacks. The longer the night, the more trouble there is, so we must fight quickly and decisively.

"It won't last long."

Volame forced himself to stay alert and stared at the other party, not daring to relax.

Suddenly, the clone raised its staff with one hand, and balls of blue light appeared in the air, condensing into extremely high energy. In an instant, they enveloped the entire area. It was also the multi-directional comet Azrael! Wherever it passed, earth and rock were annihilated, barriers were shattered, and the wind pressure alone was enough to overturn the supporting pillars.

call!

The wave penetrated the defensive barrier, and people fell down immediately, unable to be stopped for a moment.

Compared to Soul Turbulence's special damage, Comet Azrael's is simpler and more direct. Its unmatched energy wipes out towering buildings and turns them all into dust.

Seeing the attack flying towards him, Volame kept changing his body shape. Based on the plasticity of his soul, he sometimes became bigger, sometimes became thinner, and even shrank, dodging the pursuing rays of light in the air.

However, the opponent was launching a rock ball.

The space becomes cramped due to the huge rocks, and the room for maneuver is reduced, and sooner or later you will be caught.

She used soul crystals to fight back as she flew, knocking down the rocks one by one, but doing so could easily injure her teammates by mistake.

Wayne shouted: "Use your trick, we are not afraid of being affected."

Volame stretched out his wings with determination, forcibly blocked two spells, and then condensed red lightning in his hands. The loud crackling sound accompanied by strands of light arcs smashed the rocks into pieces, and then condensed into a point.

The blazing light illuminates the dark maze, the ancient murals crack with traces of tree-like lightning, the air vibrates, and the horn has sounded.

Thunder Knife!

It swept across the buildings along the way, turning them into ashes, broke through the dome of the mound and shed light, and the ground also split into gullies and boulders slid down, and the heaven and earth had to make way for it.

The clone couldn't catch it, so it had to use the lightning spear to fight head-on, but it only offset a small part of it, and the entire white figure was covered by red lightning.

Everyone on the ground was paralyzed, and Volame fell exhausted, transformed back into human form.

"Please pick it up for me."

Wayne, a warrior, still had some strength left. He swung his sword into the air, only for the red-haired girl to catch it. He spun mid-fall, his body now covered in blue-grey, transforming into a storm blade and—Lion Slash!

Although seriously injured, the clone still reacted and its entire body turned into a dark moon to face the enemy.

The light of the sword and the moon blooms, the wind is wrapped in frost, and the cold air is surging.

Crack! With half his body frozen in ice, Volame felt the magical power blockage, his left leg kneeling, his left arm drooping. But the sword in his right hand plunged into the target's heart, holding on tightly, determined to die together.

"That's it."

The clone's eyes remained calm, a look of unwavering resolve, its bones crackling. Its hair flowed freely, its limbs grew ever more slender, its frame lengthened into the form of a slender lady. Its aura grew, not diminishing, but intensifying, as it unlocked new energy and was about to transition to a new stage.

Seeing this, the red-haired girl desperately swung the sword and roared as she pressed forward.

At the critical moment, soul magic penetrated into it, occupied the empty shell and exploded. The white shadow turned into ashes and finally disappeared.

"Master, it turns out you have a liberation posture..."

"You are such a fool, monster! Releasing power you can't control will only accelerate your collapse. You lost to me, and even more so to Fulilian."

Volame stared intently at the other man until there was no trace left. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, exhaustion set in. His legs felt like lead, unable to move. His eyelids finally relaxed. It was so cold, it made him shiver. He just didn't know if he could survive being hit head-on by the full moon magic.

Pfft!

The red girl fell straight to the ground.

The sunlight healing is triggered just before losing consciousness, and it is the protection of the First Healing Magician.

190

Chapter 190: Making trouble in the palace.

The inner hall of the palace.

Fulilian set foot on the king's exclusive territory. The road was empty and there was no one waiting. Most of them had been evacuated by Lehman's shadow magic, and everything was silent.

In other words, those who can stay are basically her enemies.

At this time, several eyes fell on him, but the silver-haired girl continued to move forward generously, not caring about the hostility of the surrounding demons. This attitude made him grit his teeth and wish he could eat her alive.

"...You ministers are supposed to be human, right? I won't admit my mistake, so why don't you leave?"

"Coercion or betrayal?"

She ignored the demon sages sitting and standing on top of the throne, and instead looked curiously at the trembling ministers.

"Life is such a whim. Some people just learned the truth today. Some were coerced, but there are also those like me who believe that the demons represent the future."

The Chief Minister replied: "A new war is brewing, and this time the whole North will fall."

"It's only a matter of time before the iron hoofs set foot on the Elf Village again, and by then they won't be at the level of the Great Demon Clan."

He pointed at the demon warrior behind him and extended his hand.

The silver-haired girl raised her eyebrows, and even her usually cold face showed a hint of absurdity. Don’t you realize the nature of racial conflict?

"Oh?"

"Yes, I'm trying to win you over on behalf of the Demon Tribe's defectors. Think about it, there are many people outside the Labyrinth Kingdom who are opposed to magic, but under the Demon Tribe's rule, it doesn't matter. You can continue your research and everyone will live in peace."

However, before the Chief Minister could finish his words, she shook her head without hesitation.

The man trying to persuade the capitulator turned purple with anger.

How ungrateful! Does this guy think he can get out of here? The choice now is life or death. I'll let you know why the demons are destined to win.

The Hundred-Change Sage sat up straight and asked seriously, "I want to hear your reasons. You need to buy time to evacuate anyway."

The demons were curious about the attitudes of their most stubborn enemies.

"You threatened me with the Elven Village just now, didn't you? Your concern is only survival itself. The idea that we would give up everything for this proves the barbarity of the demon race. The reason we can create a continuous civilization is because there are always things that are more important than life, and the way to survive is equally important."

"Humanity will not compromise, will not accept fate, and will not rest on its laurels. Therefore, your plans will fail."

"What about him?"

The corrupt sage pointed at the chief minister and the other defectors.

However, Fulilian remained calm and replied without even glancing at him: "On the road ahead, there will always be cowards and those who surrender, but those who are determined will still make history. You don't think this is a victory, do you?"

"So what does it mean to be victorious?"

"Beat me."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was complete silence, because an unstoppable pressure rose up along with them, as if it was gripping everyone's heart and almost suffocating them.

It is not empty talk, it is not arrogance, it is a fact stated plainly by the strongest and most resistant enemy.

Even Celia is not so hostile to the demons, so Fulilian, one of the leading figures in the human magic world, is the biggest obstacle, and both sides are basically aware of this.

If she died here it would be a huge blow to morale.

"...The prophet told me that you are a slain elf. Now I finally understand why."

The sage rose from his throne, his skin twitching as he transformed into a faceless demon. He snapped his fingers. Hundreds of guards emerged from the hall at his command. They, along with the minister, had chosen a different path, determined to persevere to the end.

betray.

"Shulahat is truly a brilliant conspirator, having infiltrated to this extent. However, this is also convenient. The only ones left in the palace are the enemies."

"Think about it the other way around. You're all alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge sealing barrier enveloped the center of the hall, and the magic power was blunted or even disappeared. At the same time, hundreds of magic chains shot out and wrapped around Fulilian's body, leaving no chance for her to mobilize magic.

Stuck? Is that all? Is this the end?

However, the next moment, the silver-haired girl's bones creaked, and she actually grew a little taller under the heavy blockade, and her magic power, which was on the verge of being released to the upper limit, was further released.

"It's almost time to improve the liberation and break through the upper limit of the seal."

boom!

The surging magic power alone was enough to break down and disintegrate the barrier.