Frillian in the Elden Ring

At the same time, the messenger mentioned that he was not welcome in the eastern part of Nimgfu and the investigation was blocked.

Of course, this is a high-EQ whitewashed rhetoric, implying disunity and that the city of Stonewell and the nobles there are drifting further and further apart.

How to do?

Everyone in the conference room looked towards the main seat. They had gathered together to discuss the signs of rebellion, so how the monarch would characterize it was very important. Should he send troops to the nobles to quell the rebellion or strengthen the castle's defenses?

"Wait a minute, I need to reattach this arm."

Greg picked up the broken arm and squeezed it hard under his robe. With a crisp sound, it became one piece.

A light unique to the Great Rune lit up, and in just a moment, the energy surged. It represented the most important part of the Elden Ring and was extremely powerful.

So he easily acquired new limbs, feeling the abyss flowing into his body at the same time. It was the black born from human desire and evil thoughts. A message even flashed through his mind... This was the culprit who had corrupted the Farran Undead Squad:

Overlord Wolnir.

It's only fitting that a powerful monarch who conquers all ends up plunging into the abyss and gaining even greater power.

"It's just a minor incident outside the border area, but it has its merits."

A dignified demigod would not take seriously some Overlord whom he had never heard of. This guy might be worse than the Demon Sword. The key point was that the power of the abyss had indeed strengthened himself.

well.

The unexpected addition made him look happy, and then he looked around and said quietly:

"No need to hide it, admit it. The rebellion in eastern Nimgefu is a fact, but what's more important is to confirm the situation on the Weeping Peninsula. This will determine how we deploy our troops."

"If Morn City is still under control, then we will attack from both sides and annihilate the rebels entrenched in Hyde Fortress. Otherwise, we must fight a counterattack to defend the city."

Unfortunately, the latest information has not been delivered yet...

Suddenly there was a cry in the sky.

Shadows were cast from the vast wingspan of the Storm Eagle, which brought news of the Weeping Peninsula.

In the era of the Storm King, these beasts were good companions of the warriors. It was said that they could stir up strong winds to sweep across the army. Every flap of their wings boosted morale, and sometimes they were even more troublesome than the Storm Riders.

After the Golden Dynasty came to power, many Storm Eagles were punished, and some were transferred to the Golden Clan to monitor the surrounding areas.

The messenger hurriedly took the letter away, and several people passed it around and read it with serious expressions.

"Sir, the frontline scouts have confirmed that Morn City has surrendered to Freelian, and they have cleared out all the caves on the Weeping Peninsula, completing the regional integration."

"We are gathering our forces now, and the number currently exceeds 10,000!"

In addition, there are more detailed aerial bird's-eye views, including some rough deployments of troops, which are enough to prove that the southern rebels are quite large.

"Why are there so many gaps? The key fortress arteries are not even defended?"

The Storm Eagle wailed.

The nobles belonging to the Nimgefu faction were of course on guard against this, and would kill them with crossbows and arrows as soon as they spotted them. Moreover, among them were flying dragons and winged hybrids, and they could kill them with every hit.

In short, the key areas are heavily guarded and impossible to penetrate, especially around the city of Moren, where any movement would result in a rain of magic arrows, and the spies would never return.

In this case, the intelligence team cannot be blamed. At least they brought back important news:

Samir the Ancient Hero joined 5 days ago.

The rebel forces have gained a powerful new fighter. Even the heroes in the Giant War are willing to accept Fulilian's recruitment?

Have courage!

Although they had never met, everyone guessed that the Demon Sword of Slaughter must be extremely powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have recruited the Black Blade Assassins, the Eastern Nobles, the Farran Undead Squad, the City of Morn, and Samir...

To put it bluntly, the resources of one side have been basically integrated, especially the strong ones in the Giant War are feared. After all, many people grew up listening to the story of the Sealed Prison.

Some officers looked nervous and were very worried about Stonewell's defense.

"Leave the ancient hero Samir to me."

The voice came from a tall figure in heavy bronze armor. The Crucible Knights, the unrivaled armies that had fought alongside the First King, had razed the borderlands. Since the Shattering War, they had each served their own masters, and one of them was present here.

Both ancient dragons and giants have been defeated by them, but to this day the Crucible Knights are still considered the top knights.

There is still a Crucible Knight in the sealed prison of Nimgefu who can be recruited. Even if he once felt sorry for the civil war in the Golden Dynasty, it will not prevent him from fighting hard against foreign enemies.

Two Crucible Knights!

Even Greg couldn't help but say with joy, "I'll leave it to you. I'll chop off the Faded One's head and attach her arm."

"Sir, should we send troops?"

"Don't forget that every Faded One in the Round Table covets the Great Rune. Don't let yourself be caught easily. Just hold on in Stonewell City."

"I agree. They don't have enough troops to shake the city wall anyway."

After all these years, shouldn't the locals still know how many troops Nimgefu could muster? They can be counted on one hand. Although the environment is relatively well preserved, the pre-war martial virtues were not strong enough, and the fighting power was not strong, so naturally not many have survived to this day.

conscription?

No matter how hard the Faded Ones try, they can't muster any troops, so they are not to be feared.

"Sir, there's one more thing: Markit has suggested mobilizing a portion of the Night Cavalry to intercept targets along the route. Could they cooperate with us to eliminate the enemy?"

"I don't have much to say to him. Just defend at your own pace. His troops will actively attack the Faded Ones anyway."

Greg, who had ambitions for the throne of the Golden Dynasty, was very conflicted when facing the subordinates of the Blessed King. He always felt that they shouldn't have too much interaction with each other, because sooner or later he would lead the Nimgefu forces to the royal city anyway.

The meeting ended like this.

A fragment king paid enough attention to it and mobilized the troops in the west of Nimgefu to gather in the main city.

They need a week to fully consolidate and strengthen the city's defenses.

The land that was once the most peaceful on the border was the first to raise the banner of rebellion, and now that the Golden Dynasty had been declining for five thousand years, the spark was finally ignited again.

Soon, all parties along the route focused their attention on this place and immediately discovered that the main force from the Weeping Peninsula was beyond imagination.

Is this number serious?

Chapter 60: The Ashes Legion Expansion

Piercing the Catacombs.

The labyrinth cave is also adjacent to the Sacrifice Bridge, connecting the Weeping Peninsula and the Nimgefu area, and is one of the few natural barriers in the world.

Therefore, the aristocratic army would never allow any destabilizing factors to exist, otherwise it would cut off the front and rear.

However, some people were more proactive than them. As soon as they heard about the existence of the maze, Frelian dived in with great interest. From time to time, there were loud rumbling sounds accompanied by ripples of magic, so it should be going quite smoothly.

Commander-in-Chief Edgar ordered to rest on the spot.

"According to the plan, we will all rest at the Sacrifice Bridge and Storm Checkpoint respectively. After that, we must continue to attack Stonewell City and will not stop until we conquer it."

"My Lord, some wandering faded ones wish to join us. Will you accept?"

"Of course, Lady Fulilian has already said she will accept them. It would be nice to establish a connection with the Round Table Hall."

"As ordered."

The mainstream voice does exclude the group of faders, but their nature is different. After all, it is well known that the leaders are the new faders, who are naturally attractive to people of the same background, and they hope to join this trend.

Although the faded ones are pushed to the margins of society, they are actually quite numerous and have a complex composition, and they are a force to be reckoned with.

Many people come from outside the border area and have their own abilities.

When Edgar actually started recruiting, he found that they were never scarce, because the goddess Marika had summoned them for many years and they had already formed a certain size, enough to supplement the army and complement each other.

There are even some famous ones among them, such as Roger, Nepheli, D and others.

They had just arrived, and D claimed to have met him once before.

"...Our lord welcomes all faded ones, but she is currently exploring the maze, so it may take some time. I'll see you later."

"It's ok."

Another emissary warned, "Many people are watching how your army has reached 20,000. Be careful."

"It's not really a secret. You've probably heard of soul magic, so you're probably interested, right?"

Edgar looked at the other person deeply, and then both sides went back to their work.

It is not easy to gather a large army in a border area where all things are in decline, let alone in a weak area like the Weeping Peninsula, it is jaw-dropping that 20000 fully armed troops were mobilized.

Too many people are curious about how it is done.

In fact, although Edgar was surprised, the reliable military force was not weak, because there were only 12000 noble soldiers with real human bodies.

The remaining 8000 were basically pieced together from various sources, including flying dragons, slave hybrids, etc.

It's fine to rely on them when the situation is favorable, but if the situation is unfavorable, they will definitely be shaken. Some of the force must be allocated to keep an eye on this group of people, so the army does not seem so powerful in the eyes of others.

boom!

Suddenly, smoke and dust rose from the exit of the underground cemetery, and a figure with silver twin ponytails strode out.

Obtained the ashes of the [Demihuman Cluster].

[The ashes that house the soul]

[Can summon the souls of 5 demihumans]

[A relatively small, violent demihuman soul]

[Seems to have some wisdom]

[They have a habit of becoming more excited at night and fighting more fiercely]

It was easy to get, and 5 combat units were obtained in just one raid. This was good news for Fulilian, who was short of troops. The Legion of Ashes officially reached 19 units.

According to the knights' standards, it is considered a squad. The key is that its immortality can be reused, and with its own blessings, it can serve as a surprise attack force.

She looked around and saw that part of the army was gathering from the east of Nimgefu.

The number of people exceeded ten thousand, not to mention the total of more than twenty thousand troops filling both sides of the strait. Fortunately, Edgar was there to handle it, otherwise he would have to rely on his own words due to lack of relevant experience.

"It's been a while, Mr. D."

"How are you? Actually, we are sending our regards to you on behalf of the Round Table Hall. After all, you are currently the hottest new shard king..."

While politely complimenting him, he also introduced his good friends, the magician Roger and the warrior Nepheli. They had a pleasant conversation and exchanged news about the Round Table Hall: the organization's elder, Sir Baizhi, expressed his welcome at any time.

One of the founders of the round table extended a warm invitation, full of praise.

Sir Baizhi?

Fulilian immediately thought of one of the prominent figures introduced at the beginning. Could he possess the power of a demigod? Or at least possess comparable influence?

However, she didn't have time to go to Da Ci Fu for the time being, so she had to chat first.

The Faded Ones did not plan to recruit anyone immediately. Overall, they were grateful to their colleagues who occupied one side for their willingness to provide shelter, which made it much easier for many of their fellow Faded Ones to move around in the Weeping Peninsula.

Roger laughed and said, "If I hadn't heard you were going to attack the city, I would have sneaked in to investigate first. Now is the perfect time. Let's investigate Stonewell City together."

"What's so special about it?"

"The news is uncertain. It's said to be related to the castle's underground. We'll discuss it in detail when we have some results."

That being said, Fulilian still remembered that when it came to fortress exploration, the Fran Undead Squadron was indispensable, so she simply asked him to keep an eye on it. Siege wouldn't require the full might of the Cinder King, so it would be better to disperse the troops to protect the grassroots.

"By the way, listening to the introduction just now... Could it be that Miss Neferi is a descendant of the Storm King's bloodline?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't actually have any deep connection."

"I'd love to hear stories from the past."

"Of course. Also, don't worry about whether it's orthodox or not. A powerful warrior once said: Strength is the reason for being a king."

Under normal circumstances, the bloodline of the Storm King might have tempted the nobles, but now that they had allied themselves with Flillian, it didn't matter.

The most important thing is strength.

Even if Neferi truly possessed a strong claim, it wouldn't protect them. It wouldn't be as safe as the feeling of security Fulilian could bring. Furthermore, she represented not only herself but also the Black Blade Assassins, the Farran Undead Squad, and the ancient heroes of Samir.

Ultimately, Faded One's burial of the Demon Sword has been the only thing worth betting on for years.

"Speaking of which, how does your soul magic cure zombification?" Roger finally asked. When talking about magic, he could hardly resist the desire to learn.

"It's just a magic that works on the soul. Don't worry, I'll spread it out once I'm done."

"Aren't you afraid that the enemy will use it to create more normal soldiers?"

"What I want is a prosperous world. There's no point in killing each other in ruins."