Frillian in the Elden Ring

When her eyes swept over them, there was an evasive reaction, and many survivors were frightened and had lingering fears.

Who would have thought that there existed a power in the world that could destroy the inner city with one blow!

That would have been fine, but after battling to recover the damage they inflicted, they were counter-killed by their only two main attackers. Who could handle that? Naturally, morale plummeted.

How to do?

Some people who felt the silver-haired girl's gaze began to beg for mercy, and then watched as pyroxene magic gravel appeared around her.

A survivor was shot through as soon as he climbed out of the rubble and died on the spot.

The whizzing sound continued to harvest lives. The survivors who had finally climbed out immediately despaired and begged for mercy with tears and pleas echoing in their ears:

"I was just deceived. I was deceived."

"I surrender now and tell you everything I know about them."

"I still have to go home..."

"Have you not reflected on the irresponsibility of betrayal? This war has nothing to do with sympathy, only with factions. It is the most brutal conflict of species."

Fulilian looked around and said coldly: "It's either life or death, there is no other choice."

The coldness contained in the speech made some demons instinctively begin to imitate humans' prayers, which made her even more disgusted.

All of this stuff was cleared out by pyroxene without exception, leaving none behind.

call!

Several figures rose from the rubble not far away. They were two demon sages, three great demons, and five human court magicians. Along with a few hundred or so remaining soldiers, they were the only capable survivors. As expected, each one was wounded, panting, and incomplete.

After seeing Fulilian's attitude, they knew there was no room for negotiation. The enemy's rejection of the demons was evident in their words, and they had already made up their minds.

It possesses both awareness and strength, and is the toughest nut to crack.

"Don't get carried away."

The corrupted sage manipulated several balls of light to float. "The killing magic is still in need of some famous losers. I think you are just the right person."

The silver-haired girl moved forward indifferently, each step frightening to the beat of her heart.

"bring it on."

She swung her hand violently, catching the killing magic. Her attempt to block it failed, and her hand was instantly pierced, blood dripping. Although Fulilian remained calm, the surrounding demons gained a touch of confidence, believing they were merely bluffing.

The next shot hit with a clang, and the injured hand turned black in the impact.

However, the next moment, the healing light repaired the penetrating wound, and even the burnt parts shed their skin and returned to their original state.

"Then I'll kill you with another one."

"Kalia returns!"

An incredible scene unfolded: the silver-haired girl grasped the light representing the killing magic, redirected it within the blue ripples, and returned it in full. The attack came without warning, catching the Sage of Corruption off guard, and only with a fierce push from the Sage of Change beside him did he barely dodge.

The beam of light brushed past his shoulder, causing him a heart-wrenching pain. It turned out that the demons felt so much pain. It was a counterattack mixed with soul power.

"Flillian, what did you do?"

"It's certainly a sophisticated spell, but it's not at the level of an unbreakable curse. After a few hits, it's almost broken down. Even if I can't learn it right now, it's not difficult to recognize and resist it."

The silver-haired girl clenched her hands as if savoring that feeling, making one's scalp tingle. At this point, how much support did the demons still have? It was inevitable that she would have internal doubts, especially since the human traitors were already considering escaping...

"No one can leave."

Before she could finish her words, Fulilian stepped on the ground, and chaotic flames rose from the ground, passing through the gaps in the ruins and turning countless dying people into ashes.

It was extremely contagious and corrosive, turning the inner city into a sea of magma and fire in just a few breaths.

The soil in the outer city also became so hot that it killed all life.

There is no place to stand within a ten-mile radius. This is a purgatory prepared for the enemy.

Oops!

No one could have expected that Fulilian would casually use another move to cover a huge area. This flame was different from any other fire magic in the world. It was corroding and changing the environment. The temperature alone gave people a strange feeling.

Suddenly, someone fell to his knees, holding his head with his hands and screaming. His body was mutated into muscles like a demon, his skeleton was broken and his flesh was bleeding.

Unfortunately, the transformation was not successful in the end, and there was an extra corpse in vain.

A great magician was gone just like that.

Fulilian rarely used Chaos Fire, as it was often associated with her experience in the Wasted City, and it was difficult to control. Now that some of her physical limitations had been freed, her control was even better, so she decided to use it on the enemy to teach them a lesson.

"Don't touch them. The heat from the flames will cause them to mutate. Stay away."

The demons took to the air one after another. At least for now, true flying magic was still its own domain, so it should be safer.

Chaos Black Sun.

Fulilian stretched out her hands and raised a black sun ring of fire with a radius of more than ten meters. It was held high in the air, deeper than the night sky. Thousands of eyes were focused on the terrifying energy.

The next moment it spewed out fire snakes that scurried everywhere.

The entire sky became a canvas, painted with wanton strokes. The enemy was merely an embellishment, obliterated by the red paint with a single swipe, without even a murmur of struggle. Neither the sky nor the earth held a place for them, only death.

She leisurely commanded the fire snakes to spread, and even created a chaotic fire line that spanned a hundred meters.

"Run away, we can't stay here."

The rebellious court magicians had already lost their fighting spirit, and when faced with the doomsday scenario, they immediately ran away. However, in their panic, they forgot that Frelian's Chaos Fire had already sealed off the entire area, making it impossible for them to escape.

The flames drew a moat, which only trapped these enemies.

call!

Following the sound, I saw a silver-haired girl leaping high in the gravity magic, with flames in her hand forming a spear, sweeping towards the edge.

It was so fast that they had no time to react before they felt the flames burning them and lost consciousness.

The powerful magicians who were worthy of being treated with courtesy by the court could not survive a single round. In front of Fulilian, it was just a matter of order. None of them were spared by a round of chaos fire and were completely wiped out.

She didn't expect that the opponent had no power to resist. The defensive barrier disappeared in an instant. It was probably because the chaos fire covered such a large area that small-area defense was useless.

Even too much force.

The yellow-red flames burst out of the inner city without slowing down.

When passing through the moat, there was a hissing sound of steam, and tens of thousands of tons of stored water evaporated out of thin air, turning into raindrops that washed over the city.

The forces of water and fire finally visited the outer city.

In one blow, it penetrated the inner and outer city walls, swept through the empty commercial streets, and the shops collapsed and turned into dust.

The wind and clouds changed suddenly, and the drastic change in temperature caused a violent storm to pass through, carrying flames and washing out in a fan-shaped shape. Houses, bell towers, squares and fountains along the way were reduced to ruins, and the dust raised even hit the faces of evacuees in the suburbs.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, wiping the sweat from their foreheads. They almost thought he was about to charge over. The impression the Age of Gods Magician left on them was only one:

natural disaster.

Only the mighty power of nature could create such a hellish scene and transform the world at will.

What is the ultimate realm of magic? Fulilian has demonstrated it: the unstoppable power to reshape the environment at will, unrestrained and transcending the mundane. It's the very essence of power, the power to make miracles walk the face of the earth. If she had only wished, the royal city would have been obliterated long ago.

It is an erasure without any trace, not the feeling of withering with time, but it will be wiped off the map, which is easy for her performance so far.

"Fortunately, the president is not here to be an enemy."

The officer exclaimed in shock, "Sir Lehman, your organization has sent an army directly to visit you."

"Actually, I wasn't sure Lady Fulilian was that strong at first."

"Our intelligence agencies have also investigated. During the previous battle at North Wind Fortress, her main damage was caused by the curse-like scarlet flowers. We just needed to be prepared for resistance, but we didn't know her physical damage was even more exaggerated. It's truly terrifying."

"...The two guild masters possess the strongest, most transcendental will and thousands of years of practice, commanding magic to be practiced and transformed. Their realm is different from that of us magicians."

There was a moment of silence.

What can they say about the scenes of the mythical age? Mortals can only witness:

At this moment, the chaotic flames rose over fifty meters, forming a vertical wall that blocked the inside and outside, completely cutting off any possibility of escape.

The demons who stayed there were all injured and in poor condition.

On the other hand, Fulilian was full of energy, growing stronger with each battle. Her magic power was bottomless, and the energy column she displayed had not decreased at all. So you don't spend any magic power at all? How is that possible!

This is the fact. In fact, every time she attacks, she mainly mobilizes the power of her soul to maximize the damage.

The effect was worse than expected. At this moment, all the big demons showed signs of physical alienation. Even warriors with strong physical fitness could not hold on. Death was only a matter of time, and the outcome was basically doomed.

"Is your current plight within the calculations of the so-called prophet?"

"I still have enough energy to kill you."

The Corrupted Sage's killing magic shot out, and this time, Frellen didn't even raise her hand to block it, relying solely on the barrier for perfect defense.

Their hearts sank. They hadn't expected the other party's analysis speed to be so incredible, almost immune. Would even the demons feel despair? That feeling of trying your best but failing to win.

"We've been delayed long enough, let's get this over with."

Long!

Fulilian took out two weapons and covered them with rock swords at the same time. The heavy appearance was intimidating.

The next moment, she flashed, and with one sword she cut through the defensive barrier of a great demon. With the other sword she swung and cut him in half. The gravitational waves that penetrated formed a fan-shaped ruin of dozens of meters. The other enemies could neither react nor provide support.

Kill one first, and while the demons were retreating, Fulilian used another trick, picking up one with the gravity ball.

Double rock sword jump slash.

At this moment, the demons who were being pulled felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them. A purple-white sword light streaked across the sky, cutting through the earth from top to bottom and annihilating the target.

The silver-haired girl standing by the ravine glanced around for the next one without even taking a breath.

Each move was so terrifyingly powerful it was enough to daunt anyone. The ground rumbled and roared as a single person unleashed a mighty power that swallowed mountains and rivers. It could be said that Fulilian's goal was to raze a large city to the ground and, incidentally, destroy the demons.

The two sages looked at each other and nodded.

"She won't hold back. This is our last chance."

Suddenly, two corrupt sages appeared in front of him. Even though he knew that one of them was a mimic, he still had to fight against the dangerous killing magic. This was their surprise attack.

An unprecedented barrage of bullets covered Fulilian, and at the same time, the remaining great demons besieged her together.

Just right.

In an instant, gravity magic enveloped all enemies.

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Chapter 192: Two Sages?

boom!

First, rock balls shot out from the ground and knocked the demons away. Then they turned into raindrops and fell, accurately hitting anyone who dared to close the distance.

This rock ball possessed both mass and speed, possessing the ability to neutralize barriers and easily break defenses. Once struck, the person would lose their balance, and Fulilian would sweep away the life with a single, smooth, sweeping blow.

She coordinated her gravity magic as if dancing, leaving behind corpses one after another, without exception.

Just one hit.

Whenever Fulilian entered a medium-range environment to engage the enemy, she would often kill the enemy with one sword. In addition to her terrifying magical attainments, she now also displayed a swordsmanship that had reached the highest level. It was impossible to see when she started or where she would go, and the demons she targeted would die in an instant.

The Great Demon Clan, weakened after several severe blows, is no longer a force to be reckoned with.

While chasing, the silver-haired girl did not forget to release the pyroxene magic gravel, forcing the two demon sages to fight back.

Boom!

The killing magic that had been so highly anticipated was now about to collide with the pyroxene, scattering blue dust in the air, accompanied by a rumbling sound and the sound of swords and sabers tearing flesh.

Suddenly, everything was silent, and there was no more roaring.

Standing on the top of the ruins, Fulilian knocked down the last big demon. The latter lay on the ground, holding the rock sword piercing his chest. There was no extra emotion in his eyes, only the weakness of death.

"You are such a boring bunch of barbaric creatures, worse than monsters."

The gravity crushed the opponent's bones, and he rolled down like a rag, then fell into the chaotic magma pool and turned into ashes.

Only the sages remain.

"Is this the level of performance at the end? Then I need to re-evaluate my own combat power level."

As an elf, she had long heard that the demons were teeming with powerful warriors. Even the Great Demons were once feared by Fulilian, not to mention the sages who rose above them. However, after their clash today, she realized the pressure wasn't enough. She hoped they still had some hidden cards up their sleeves.