Frillian in the Elden Ring

Capitalize on the enemy?

Fulilian had anticipated this kind of thing. At that time, it would be best to use soul magic on her own army. Besides, knowledge should be shared, and spreading knowledge is the way to give it vitality.

She believed that in a land with so many talented people, there would be people who would supplement the magic system, so why not?

The audience was shocked. It was obvious that Fulilian was serious. This level of thought could indeed be called the spirit of a king.

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Chapter 61: Night Cavalry Encounter.

"Anyway, I will continue to study soul magic. If any of you want to learn, I don't mind teaching you."

Fulilian's generous words made everyone look at each other in disbelief.

really?

Never mind whether it's just a polite remark or not, there are already many people who are willing to say this. After all, the world-famous magic academy is actually quite closed, and the academic factions are no different from the struggles between clans. Those who are always arrogant will not talk to you nicely.

After hearing this, they actually lost their confidence. After all, how difficult was the soul magic that had never been seen in the borderland? It was immeasurable, and many people's intelligence attributes did not meet the requirements.

"I'm sorry, sir, but my intelligence attribute is not enough. This kind of thing is not for me."

"We do have battlefield magicians, but they are too basic."

Not everyone can just randomly add points to Rune like the Fader. Many times, the innate attributes determine what is suitable.

Even if she is a faded one, she is not like Frelian who can harvest runes in large quantities and strengthen herself. The basic conditions for her are a world apart from those for many people, and she is just a mountain to be reckoned with.

"It's okay. I'll try to improve and simplify it. Magic is just a skill, and the threshold should be lowered."

Fulilian did not go into the topic of soul magic any further.

From an academic perspective, she's still a long way from being complete, and any further discussion would be empty talk rather than rigorous. She needs to absorb more systematic local knowledge, ideally with the assistance of the Great Rune.

Everyone gradually dispersed and went about their own business.

But that didn't stop the magician Roger from coming forward and saying with admiration:

"Your ideas are respectable. I've also done some research on death-related magic. Can we exchange some ideas?"

"of course can."

They talked about the basic magic construction of the border area and some hypotheses, topics, legendary magic, etc. Both sides benefited a lot.

After arriving in the new game world, Freellian eagerly absorbed different knowledge and gained a more comprehensive understanding of various abilities. Her experience and talents were no longer restricted by the world, marking a big step forward.

It is too modest to say that it is not perfect in the eyes of others.

After all, she openly healed the zombies she met along the way and incorporated them into the team on the spot.

Even the most seriously injured targets can be awakened to do simple work, which greatly relieves the logistical pressure. It is no problem to give miscellaneous tasks to seriously injured zombies, and they can be of some use.

The secrets of the Southern Army were clearly visible to the eyes of many forces.

Very straightforward.

Yet, it is also kept extremely secret, because ultimately, only Fulilian can use it, and no one else knows it, making it a truly unique piece of knowledge. Although I claim to have it unfinished, my current achievements make me a master of my own school.

"It won't be long before your magical skills become famous far and wide."

While congratulating him, Roger also reminded him, "Of course, victory is the prerequisite."

"Yes, I believe the Great Rune will expedite the completion of my magic."

"It's said that the effects of the same magic circle fragment vary slightly depending on who obtains it. For example, Greg is good at limb grafting. More accurately, it enhances the user's own strength, right? I look forward to your Great Rune power."

"Can I understand this as: the process of accommodating the Elden Ring will make it stronger and stronger?"

"Completely correct."

"It is worthy of being the most precious treasure in the world."

"To unleash its full power, the deity must receive the ring and then cast its laws. If such a deity blesses the king, he will become even more invincible. That will be the strongest power."

Roger's heart was filled with excitement. If his fellow Faded Ones could reach the throne, perhaps he would witness a legend.

Fulilian was not anxious about the distant future; the most urgent thing was to march.

While the Faded Ones were communicating, the army gathered at both ends of the Sacrifice Bridge. With the continuous reinforcements along the way, the size eventually reached 22000 people, forming a mighty force.

Edgar reported: "Lady Fulilian, I believe the current number is the limit of our organization. Further expansion will not be able to control the inhumane forces."

"can."

"Can this number of people surround a city?"

Kenneth looked skeptical.

"The difficulty of Stonewell City lies in its construction on a high cliff, with only one wall suitable for a large-scale siege. Therefore, our tactics must be to attack in batches and continuously, concentrating on a single point."

"I trust your judgment. Just follow the procedures. I will pave a way if necessary."

Because she had carefully observed the First Fortress of Nimgfu, Fulilian understood that Edgar's decision was correct.

Only one positive side of the target remains.

Moreover, the city walls are very thick and difficult to break through, and the treacherous battlefield does not allow you to accumulate power for a long time to break the city within the range. It is more appropriate to break in through the main gate.

Even though we knew it was heavily guarded, there was still only one option.

The meaning of a fortress has never been to block every corner, but to guide the enemy to take a certain route and decide the outcome on the defender's advantageous route. This kind of conspiracy is the most difficult to crack.

Many people will lose money, but for some people it is also an opportunity to show their talents, and they are ready to try.

The creatures in the border area have endured years of torture and have long since stopped caring about life and death. They will all return to the tree and be reincarnated anyway, so the important thing is to die a worthy death.

After the assembly was completed, the army officially set off.

It's getting late.

But the army advanced tirelessly, and the night could not stop them at all. Some beasts or monsters avoided the main direction of the army's march from afar.

We will not conceal the movement of our army, nor can we conceal it. This situation is tantamount to declaring war on the Fragment King.

They didn't necessarily have much hatred or resentment towards Greg, but they just felt that following Fleury was more promising and that was the trend of the times, that was all.

Soul magic is crucial and more effective than any reward, so everyone just wants a healing spell.

Even if they died in the Southern Army, the healing magic could prevent the possibility of problems when their souls returned to the tree. This was too rare in the current era, so they might as well give it a try and show their skills. Thinking of this, they became even more excited.

"Long live Fulilian! You are the ruler of the Weeping Peninsula."

"Must win!"

"The southern part of the borderland will be unified and integrated again under the leadership of the great Soul Fire King."

The army was more excited than I was. It was a refreshing experience as if I had been holding back for so long and finally had a chance to fight. Morale was high and the marching speed was even faster than I had imagined.

Moreover, they knew that they had many experts on their side, such as the Black Knife Assassin and the ancient hero Samir, who were needless to say. With the protection of the Fran Undead Squad, they could be called the lords of one side during the Fragment War in the past.

At the same time, the silver-haired girl raised her staff, strengthened the magic and with the crisp sound of bells, the ashes warriors emerged.

The combination of more complete soul magic and enhancement makes their aura more powerful and tender, surrounding Fulilian like a personal guard.

Although he is not very skilled, he is very powerful.

Since everyone was cheering, she responded, and sure enough, the cheers were even louder. Over time, the "Bone Ashes" became one of the recruiting abilities, like a banner.

Even the many informants who had heard of it widened their eyes.

Really?

I thought it was just some bragging, but seeing it for myself is believing. It turns out the ashes can be summoned in multiples? It's fine to summon them, but it's a small team.

Judging from Fulilian's relaxed performance, the only limit is the different types of ashes rather than the burden.

He is worthy of being the founder of soul magic.

This performance of strength has at least reached the level of a top hero, which is enough to start a war. Many people have begun to have vague judgments on the Battle of Stonewell City, and it is difficult to deduce who will win or lose. In any case, the stagnant border area will become lively.

on the hill.

The two Night Riders at the other end also observed it, as well as the magical perception that was constantly scanning the surroundings.

They were elite soldiers led by the evil demon, regarded as the gods of death by countless warriors, knights and heroes, and had made outstanding achievements. How could they feel a hint of life threat from such a distance?

This is very bad. Everyone misjudged their strength from the beginning!

Someone whispered, "Look closely at those pointed ears. Are they subhuman features?"

"Yes, although it's not to the extent of a hybrid monster, it's at least a mixed-blood... It's disgusting. I can't imagine how a normal human could combine subhuman blood characteristics. We should spread the word and let people know how inferior Fulilian is."

"I advise you not to. After all, there have been some Children of Evil Omen released into the royal city, haven't they? They're even worse than the Ya people. Publicizing it would be embarrassing."

Several soldiers looked at each other in silence.

"We must report the situation here to Lord Markit. The enemy is very strong."

"Be careful--"

Just as his teammates raised their voices to warn him, they saw a brilliant beam of magic rising into the sky, and the powerful energy illuminated an area of several kilometers.

Thus, the small reconnaissance team led by the two Night Riders was exposed to the army, that is, exposed to Fleury's perception, and the silver-haired girl's emerald eyes swept over them.

Both sides discovered each other. The army, which had been noisy just now, suddenly became as quiet as death. They deployed their battle formations, and tens of thousands of murderous eyes locked onto their target.

The next moment she raised her staff and gathered a large piece of pyroxene magic gravel.

No, we must retreat urgently.

Oops!

Even with the strength of the Night Cavalry, they could see at a glance that Fulilian was no match for them and had to report the news quickly, but it was too late.

The next moment, a huge amount of pyroxene magic gravel came flying, and with a loud bang, the gravel flew everywhere.

When shooting a person, shoot the horse first. This move hits the ground directly and it is not that it misses. The key is to use the recoil shock wave to make the warhorse fall dizzy. The mount that chases various targets is now a drag.

The Night Warriors had now lost their pride and joy of mobility, and the accompanying elite troops quickly formed a wall to try to block them and buy time for the two commanders.

See, your horse is not as good as mine.

With a smug look on her face, Fulilian spurred her horse to shorten the distance.

The Southern Army, recovering from their shock, immediately drew their bows and arrows, and a rain of arrows covered the target with a whizzing sound.

Never let go.

They were all aware of the fame of the Night Cavalry, who, under the command of the evil demon, had once caused rivers of blood to flow among the heroes and hunted down countless powerful men. This represented the will of the Yatan Plateau, which could still send troops in all directions and should not be underestimated.

If these guys go back to tip off the enemy, they might attract Market, which would be very troublesome, so they might as well stay here today.

Unfortunately, even without their warhorses, they moved very quickly and found nothing.

The rain of arrows is already difficult to reach, not to mention that the opponent is running.

The gap between ordinary soldiers and the top magicians was too great. At this moment, only Fulilian rode her spirit horse and rushed forward quickly, facing the Night Cavalry and the affiliated team alone. The battle was about to break out.

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