Frillian in the Elden Ring

It wanders across the sky, raining down fire and meteors, like scattered fragments of disintegrated meteorites.

Beautiful and deadly.

The move that the Mad Fire Will behind him had high hopes for was steadily caught by Fulilian, and then transferred into the air and dissipated, unable to gather any thoughts, and completely disappeared without a trace.

This final fire looked extremely powerful but could not harm the target.

It can only be accomplished with absolute control and precise judgment of magic. At this moment, she did not use any seal but it was like a seal, preventing the raging fire from causing trouble. Even if someone rushed up recklessly, they would be bounced away.

Her nonchalant response came from adaptation, while Vic lost his energy in his frenzy.

Pfft!

The body that had been trying hard to stand up just now fell down weakly. There was no need for the enemy to make any finishing moves. He could not hold on. After all, it was the contaminating power of the Outer Gods.

He raised his spear and pointed it at the enemy.

Even at this point, the weapon remained motionless. With a firm will, it seemed that he could still use exquisite fighting skills.

So this is not the time to be negligent. The silver-haired girl took out the Moon Shadow Sword and assumed a posture of charging for Iai. Then she rushed forward like an arrow, her footsteps turning into afterimages as she arrived in front of the target.

As a result, he watched helplessly as Fulilian's blade pierced his heart.

Vic sighed and looked out at the Calm Church.

"Don't worry, I won't desecrate the dead."

The silver-haired girl stood with her sword in hand and said without any murderous intent, "My Finger Witch didn't even meet me alive, and I buried her body. So the one in the church will also be properly handled, and I will give her soul protection."

"..."

Hong Ling still stared at the ruined building, put down his gun and disappeared, with his battle-hardened weapon still stuck in the green.

Fulilian stretched her muscles and calmed her heartbeat, which was quite suitable for rehabilitation before returning to the border area.

At the same time, Melina put away the golden tree and said with lingering fear:

"That final Mad Fire had a powerful Three-Finger Will, or rather, the collective will of all the Mad Fire vassals in the world, urgently seeking a new host. Your fates are now intertwined."

"It doesn't matter. If He doesn't come to me, I will find Him sooner or later, and there will be unexpected gains."

Unfortunately, it is a useless contaminated weapon:

[Vic's Spear]

[The spear with burn marks is the weapon of "Round Table Knight" Wick]

[This weapon, like Vic, is afflicted by the same yellow frenzy, burning from the inside out.]

【Combat Skill: Crazy Fire Assault】

[After wrapping the spear with insane fire, leap forward and thrust downward, triggering a violent explosion. The caster will also accumulate the madness gauge.]

After grabbing the spear, Fulilian raised her brows, then pulled out a soul breath into the void, and let out a painful roar.

"It's the will of Three Fingers!"

Melina reminded immediately.

"It's hiding on a spear, attempting a surprise attack... Although its presence is faint, it's heading towards the royal city of Rodel. The most prosperous and absolute center of the border region is hiding the Mad Fire? What kind of capital is this? Is it being used or sealed?"

After the soul energy in her hand dissipated, she looked at the light on the Yatan Plateau. It was the golden roof of the Rodel building that was reflecting it.

The water is deep.

Now it is related to the epilepsy, which is really restless. The seemingly prosperous appearance is sitting on a powder keg. It turns out that my decision to conduct an external investigation first was the right one.

"It should be a seal, otherwise something would have happened in the royal city long ago, and I would have noticed it."

Melina knew how much her partner distrusted the capital of the Golden Dynasty. In his mind, any royal city was a natural gathering place for monsters, and they had to be speculated and cleared out with the utmost malice.

It is impossible to change the concept, but at least we can defend it.

Fulilian didn't comment. After all, big shots like to tinker with some inexplicable dangerous things.

For example, there is a new special discovery:

【Fingerprint Grapes】

Knight Vic's burnt, yellowed eyeballs. Like the burn marks all over his body, the burn marks from his finger marks are clearly visible.

[As long as you offer it to the blind witch, you can guide her to the light on the other side]

Let her become the Finger Witch

The touch was very strange, an evil and deep aura came over me. Even though I was caught, I was still restlessly releasing the temptation, eager to find a new host and then shine.

It should be some kind of quest item. What is going on?

Furlian was slightly startled when she checked the players' advice. Information such as "Irena is Haida", "The Witch of the Mad Fire King", and "Shapolili Conspiracy" poured in. It turned out that the situation had changed a long time ago, and the daughter of Lord Morn was alive and well now.

Whatever.

I've seen branch lines being broken many times, but it doesn't matter. We'll eventually find Three Fingers' hiding place and settle the score with him then.

"Forget it, it's too early to investigate it. For now, I need to clean up the evil fire pollution first. I need to spend a little magic power."

Fulilian switched her staff and poked the ground lightly.

hum!

The extremely domineering magic power washed over the earth in the most direct and efficient way, and all the crazy fires it touched dissipated without leaving any trace.

At the same time, the addition of two Great Runes allowed the magic to resonate with the purification of the source, dispelling all evil. How to deal with the various strange pollutions on the border? She was already familiar with this, and it was a piece of cake.

While spreading purification, the life force in the soil is further awakened.

The grass is lush, the flowers are in bloom, vines climb up the remains of the Dianhuo stronghold, the green walls of ivy decorate the hillside, and even the collapsed soil and rocks are reshaped and restored by gravity.

They repair themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye. Creation is a greater manifestation of power than destruction.

"All clear."

The Lienya army, on high alert, gave the signal.

Everyone almost thought that something big had happened again, but the battle between demigods is not that easy. It seems that a powerful hero fought with His Majesty, and it is most likely that it was the Red Spirit.

In short, just don't continue to bother with it, otherwise the newly-operated lake land may face a wave of losses.

It could be considered a blessing in disguise. The Madfire Stronghold had been completely cleared out. A single visit from Fulilian would reveal all manner of demons and monsters. From a distance, it looked lush and green, and in the future, new towns might even be built there, much like the cleansed Deathborn land of Nimgefu.

"Your Majesty's purification has become stronger."

Muglaram murmured.

Edgar beside him echoed, "From the south to the central lake region, her magic is reviving more and more perfectly, with the blessing of the Great Rune."

"Yes, many people wondered why the Soul Fire King possessed two Great Runes but didn't display the special activation effects of the two original owners. Now I am gradually understanding."

"why?"

"I guess the direction of the Great Rune's enhancement depends on the user."

"I see. Giving it to Greg will improve all aspects of his attributes, while giving it to Latarn will increase his warrior and mage abilities."

Mugram expressed sincere admiration:

"What effect does it have on Your Majesty? It has nothing to do with combat; it is a miracle that can bless the soul and heal all living things. Even if it means forsaking its power increase, it must save this broken world."

"Something's wrong."

Edgar smiled and said, "It's not giving up, it's embracing a stronger power, which is to be firm in one's heart."

"Courage and will determine the height of a king? Perhaps..."

As the two were chatting, they saw bits of blessed light fragments scattered on the high slope of the road.

As expected of Fulilian, she would bless people at any excuse. If she continued like this, she would be more active than the Golden Tree. As expected, the people who felt the warmth shouted:

"Praise your majesty!"

The silver-haired girl on the high ground put away her staff.

Blessing was purely a side benefit; it was a huge investment of Rune power anyway, so why not use it? Actually, he didn't rely on it in daily combat, at least not until he had acquired the complete Elden Ring.

After calming the magic power in her body, Fulilian strode towards the Calm Church.

Years of silence have left this place mottled, but the solid stone still fulfills its mission of guarding, ensuring the peace of a deceased person.

But she was more interested in the remnant of a white spirit at the door, which she had not had time to check before.

"who are you?"

Fulilian tried to use soul magic to actively recall more of Bai Ling's memories and activated it by calling his name, but unfortunately he had been dead for too long.

The occasional remnants of this spiritual obsession at the border could provide intelligence, as he kept repeating: "Lord Vic, aren't you the king? Our king, our King of Madness, where are you?"

"Please melt all that separates you and me! May chaos fill the world."

Come on, he's just a cultist, he deserves it.

So Knight Vic isn't the Mad Fire King? Could there be someone else? Or perhaps he hasn't truly been born yet? She shook her head, lost in thought. There was no information about Bai Ling.

The silver-haired girl walked up the ramp, stepped on the broken bricks and tiles, and arrived at a tall but narrow main hall.

Sitting on the chair in front of her was a witch with long white robes, her body stained with blood.

"rest in peace."

Fulilian put her hands together in a priestly gesture. Although the culture of the border region disregarded life and death, at least the minimum of respect was indispensable.

"As a witch of the Faded, you have done well, outstanding even by my standards. Unfortunately, there is too much evil in this land. The fruits of your creation will not disappear, but will become a shadow for those who come after you."

"One day in the future I will liberate Vic. If he is unwilling to accept my purification, leaving with you can also be a kind of liberation."

"—This is a promise. May the golden tree bless your soul."

She held up a beam of light in her hands.

As it enveloped the body, it seemed to emit a hint of soul breath, and then completely disappeared into the distance.

Farewell.

The traces of the witch and the faded one's shared past vanished along with them. Though the borderlands are filled with immortality, they are also marked by wasted time. The past is gone, and a difficult past finally comes to an end.

After a quick inspection of the surroundings, Fulilian dug a grave outside the church, buried the witch's body and erected a tombstone.

A simple grave is the end of this magnificent journey.

The remote church was completely silent, with only the breeze as the sound.

Looking at Bai Ling who was still praying, she couldn't help but sigh. Why did the combination of Senior Vic and the Finger Witch end so badly? It seemed as if it was foreshadowing the difficult road ahead and using their personal experience as a warning.

"Can the Three Fingers of Mad Fire be strong enough to easily host a quasi-king?"

Fulilian half talked to herself and half asked a question.

"do not know."

"Unless he volunteers."

The resolute answer startled Melina. Although she didn't know much about the process and hadn't lied, she guessed that the Mad Fire might be used to do something to the Golden Tree. After all, if everything went smoothly, there would have been a third generation of King Elden.

The talented Fulilian probably also had some guesses, as she was good at understanding the logic of things.

The silver-haired girl returned to the church and carefully examined the advice on the ground.

It's basically just a few snippets of information. Obviously, Vic's situation can't be solved with just a few words of advice. It's better to find it yourself than rely on player intelligence. However, there is one thing worth noting: the advice mentioned a key word:

[At first I didn’t understand Vic’s story, and didn’t feel the depth of it. It wasn’t until I reached the snowy mountains that I realized everything was irreversible.]

[Senior, I understand.]

[Don’t misunderstand, you are crazy]

[Theoretically, it's entirely possible to suppress the madness with pure gold needles and then continue on other paths. However, judging by the background, the madness will eventually get out of control.]

[If you want to become the King of Mad Fire, you also have a predecessor who can show you how to do it. That amazing old man is in the Shadow Land.]

【Destroy it】

[It's hard to hide the tears from my rage. This shabby border area needs to be cleaned thoroughly.]

I choose Michaela. What's wrong with the world of illusion?

Although there was little information and the advice was scattered, Fulilian speculated that the mad fire was related to a bad ending, which was not necessarily the case. In short, it was full of hidden dangers and was a dangerous road.

If we choose to break everything, will there be a chance for the border to restart? I'm afraid it's hard to say.