Frillian in the Elden Ring

Another reason was to end the standoff on the main road as quickly as possible because the shouts and screams behind him were getting closer and closer.

Quick fight.

The two men, in sync with each other, charged at the same time, and arrows rained down from the towering walls of Stonewell City.

Just now, ordinary soldiers couldn't aim accurately, so now the vast number of ashes made them the perfect target. Isn't that perfect? In an instant, a whizzing rain of arrows covered them, and the Night Cavalry charged forward, easily defeating a large number of ash warriors.

"These summons are not worth mentioning."

As they watched the ashes fall one by one, revealing the figure of a silver-haired girl, magic was suddenly gathering power, and then a torrent of souls was released -

boom!

In an instant, the front row of Night Cavalry was destroyed, and the terrifying energy hit Markit when the human wall collapsed. Although he blocked it in time, he could not stop the torrent.

I felt like I was thrown into a turbulent river and didn't know where the shore was.

The high-power output of the soul torrent cast a pale blue light on the entire city wall and sent out shock waves. Bricks and stones collapsed, people and horses fell to the ground, and smoke and dust covered the sky. No one knew the specific losses, but they felt the earth shaking.

With one move, Fulilian announced that not only would the reinforcements from the royal city of Rodel be unable to hold the situation, but she would also have to pay the price.

Next to the outer wall.

Feeling the growing aftermath of the battle, the Southern Army attacked swiftly and impatiently.

No one can mistake the light of the soul's torrent.

In the past few days, Fulilian has demonstrated her main combat magic one after another, which has impressed everyone. Moreover, no one can possess such unstoppable pressure except her, so at this moment, the life-and-death battle between the Demon Sword of Destruction and the Evil Demon has entered a white-hot stage.

"We must do our best to open the tunnel. We must support Lady Fulilian as soon as possible. We cannot let her fight alone."

Edgar ordered a general attack.

"Your Excellency, please prepare as well."

He looked pleadingly at the Farlan Undead Squad, who nodded silently. Then a group of elite warriors wearing pointed hats and holding broadswords arrived at the forefront of the attack. Even without being told, they would go to save Ash's friend.

"After all these years, let me see what Stoneville City is capable of."

The curious ancient hero Samir strode forward with his long curved sword, while on the other side the black knife assassin was already roaming the battlefield, reaping the lives of the crossbowmen one by one.

The high-end combat force's fierce attack was about to begin, and several people easily broke through the last obstacle in the tunnel.

Lacking sufficient opposing forces, they would face a bloody storm if they broke through, and were about to reach the gates of Stonewell City.

Although the two sides could not see each other, their perception extended first and they were aware of each other's existence.

In front of the city gate.

Most of the Night Riders and Grek soldiers fell, leaving only a figure in sackcloth standing alone. He barely leaned on his staff and protected a few survivors behind him, but they had lost the morale to fight again.

The silver-haired girl in front of him slowly stopped and did not chase him, because she was taking the time to drink medicine to replenish her energy, and the next round might be more intense.

This is not the time for a head-on confrontation. If we continue to procrastinate, the entire elite team will be wiped out.

Markete said quietly, "Notify the Crucible Knights in the city and have them march. The final battle will still be fought by Greg. I can only weaken Fulilian at best. Prepare to retreat."

It is a kind of paralysis for him to speak out openly.

Most people might slack off after hearing that their opponent is about to leave, but it doesn't matter to Fulilian. Although she is not a battle fanatic, it is rare to see a top-level strong man.

"Since you are leaving, leave all your means behind."

"Faded One, you are so arrogant. This ambition must be suppressed."

The second round begins!

The two people, in sync with each other, rushed forward at the same time. As expected, the place where Fulilian was just now was filled with sharp arrows. As the mage's best long-range means were prohibited, the only option left was a medium-range decisive battle.

Crack! Kalia's swift sword brushed past Markit's clothes, and his scepter also drew a string of sparks on the dancer's armor.

This time, both sides focused more on dodging rather than blocking and defending, because they had figured out each other's defensive strength, and they had to find the right opportunity to break it with one blow in order to effectively weaken the target.

Suddenly, the Night Cavalry surrounded an area of several dozen meters.

Because the mage's ranged threat is blocked by the crossbow cover, they can penetrate deep into the center of the battlefield.

Siege!

At this moment, Markit's scepter and the halberds of several Night Riders came stabbing at her. At the critical moment, the silver-haired girl rolled on the spot to avoid one wave, but the next wave followed, and once hit, it was enough to prick anyone into a hedgehog.

Suddenly, they clearly saw a flash of white light before their eyes, and Fulilian took out a new weapon:

A long-handled sledgehammer filled with frost energy was swung with amazing mass, blocking several weapons and not caring about the rest that hit his body.

The Bordeaux Hammer drawn last time bought me a moment of uninterrupted time.

Exclusive combat skills: Patience.

Fulilian, who was covered in white light of combat skills, released the power of freezing with a sledgehammer to temporarily delay the people around her, but she did not choose to escape from the encirclement. Instead, she took out two staffs at the same time, aimed back and forth, and charged: Soul Torrent!

The blue torrent shot in two directions, and at the same time, Fulilian spun in place, drawing two semicircles.

His soul torrent realm had reached a level where he could not move but could change the trajectory, and he greeted this group of night cavalry fiercely.

Even the most battle-hardened elite heroes were killed instantly.

"Damn it!"

The unexpected losses forced Markit to grit his teeth and avoid the enemy's attack. Without his protection, the Soul Torrent completely bombarded the city gate and the tunnel entrance.

With a loud bang, the fence gate of Stonewell City twisted and collapsed along with the door frame and bricks.

In contrast, the tunnel soldiers also suffered heavy losses and were completely unable to stop the opponent. As soon as the Southern Army rushed out, they saw Fulilian reducing her strength while continuing to pursue Markit, seamlessly switching between different styles of fighting.

The gorgeousness of magic and the sophistication of warriors complement each other, and the various weapons make the evil demons overwhelmed.

Boom!

Bordeaux's hammer knocks back Market.

He was becoming increasingly unable to hold on, as the injuries he had accumulated were flaring up. However, the attacks from the silver-haired girl were becoming more and more intense, with her methods constantly changing, almost never the same, and unpredictable.

Furthermore, the losses of the Night Cavalry were quite heavy, and any further instability would shake the rule of the royal city.

I'm afraid we can only hope that Greg and his group can rely on Stonewell City to hold on. After all, the fortress still has obvious advantages. The premise is that the damage to the city gate cannot be further expanded...

At this moment, the Fran Undead Squad came out one after another to form a human wall to protect Frillian. The remaining Night Riders and Grek soldiers who tried to move forward were cautious because they were no less than a heroic army.

Why can a mere newcomer, the Faded One, recruit so many powerful people under his command?

While he was hesitating, Fulilian, who was in cover, raised her staff and gathered power.

Astonishing magical power was gathering, and everyone understood that something terrible was about to come out. The defenders either hid, attacked, or fled.

Those who dared to attack were slashed to death by the Fran warriors. In a moment, the magic with the maximum magic power was formed:

Crystal scattering!

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. In the hands of the all-powerful Fulilian, the crystal scattering undergoes a transformation:

A huge white crystal ball suddenly condensed in the air, and then it was covered with tiny cracks, and it automatically shattered and exploded into countless crystal fragments.

Each of them is comparable to a crossbow arrow.

The blast, sweeping down from above in a fan-shaped pattern, washed over the defenders at the city gates. Ordinary armor was completely unable to stop it, and it even pierced through the defenders and shields, killing them instantly without any resistance.

If it is instantaneous damage, it can still be sustained, at least the elite can withstand it for a while.

The scary thing is that the modified version of Freelian has greatly enhanced the firing rate, coverage area, penetration, endurance and other aspects.

It hasn’t stopped yet!

A deadly white rain curtain covered the city gate continuously. Even the Night Cavalry had serious injuries, with irregular crystal pieces stuck all over their bodies and bleeding profusely.

Markit could only take the initiative to block part of the attack for his subordinates.

The remaining Grek soldiers were not so lucky. Weak and unprotected, they fell like wheat being harvested in the magical bombardment, losing their lives in large numbers. It was simply a one-sided harvest operation.

Is this the mage's dominance on the battlefield?

Once they have the ironclad protection of the Fran Undead Squad, they can unleash their power without any scruples.

To be precise, it destroyed the dominance of the magic sword, just like the Full Moon Queen blocking the Golden Tree Army in the past, and the destructive power of magic was demonstrated to the extreme.

Boom!

There were almost no figures standing amid the explosions. The Southern Army, which had just emerged from the tunnel, was able to set up a minimum shield formation. Even though the commander didn't say it explicitly, they knew it was a hard-won opportunity to fight. Lady Fulilian was worthy of her reputation.

At this moment, they officially broke through the outer wall defense line of Stonewell City and joined together.

The attack did not stop. The silver-haired girl raised her staff, and countless witnesses were dumbfounded and could not believe it.

"What is she going to do?"

"No, this angle is impossible—"

Facts speak louder than words. The scattered power of the crystal was actually aimed at the city wall, drawing a graceful arc and shooting down at the towering city wall from a high position, suppressing the firepower.

They never imagined that one day a wall as high as a hill could be hit by an attack from the ground.

In the past, only the defenders had to deal with the ground troops, but now they were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties. Because they did not even have basic protective equipment, the impact of the attack was doubled and blood flowed like a river.

Countless people fell from the city wall and were smashed to pieces, creating a gap in the defense.

No.

Market was shocked and could not allow Stonewell City to suffer more losses. It happened that Fulilian relaxed the frontal suppression.

At this moment, he aimed at the silver-haired girl and rushed out. However, he did not expect that the two Fran warriors in front of him blocked the scepter. They were able to take his attack. It was indeed a bit of skill, but not enough.

With his other hand, he gathered a lightsaber and slashed at the blockers, but they still did not retreat, and his injuries recovered quickly.

"It turns out the Undead Squad is real."

Before the war, Markit had heard about the Battle of Hyde Fortress. After all, it was the battle in which the Fallan Undead Corps and the Demon Sword truly became famous. Each of them showed strength beyond heroes. It seems that the information is true and they are all very threatening.

"I advise you to leave, Markit. This is not your battlefield, unless you want the Night Riders to be completely wiped out."

Freellian, who maintained the legion-scale destructive magic with one hand, still had time to take out the katana and return to the initial battle configuration, which also represented her determination to issue the expulsion order.

The Southern Army cannot be allowed to face both the Ominous Demon and the Shard King at the same time.

When necessary, use more powerful output magic to decide the outcome, even if the cost is that you cannot mobilize the power of other accounts for a period of time.

Da da da!

Amidst a burst of hurried footsteps, more main forces of the Southern Army passed through the outer city wall and formed a siege on the main road. The offensive and defensive situations were different, and they now had the initiative.

It was clearly guarded tightly by the Grek soldiers just now, but was regained control after being cleansed by Fulilian.

The steps have been given to you, do you want to take them?

She looked directly at Market, her petite body filled with a sense of oppression, and beside her were the assembled Fran Undead Squad, Samir's ancient heroes, black knife assassins, and thousands of troops.

"...Faded One, don't think the Golden Dynasty is limited to this. If you have true ability, we'll meet in the Royal City."

After saying this, he walked away with his scepter in hand without looking back, followed by a group of Night Cavalrymen. In the end, they chose to avoid the attack. Now was not the time to fight to the death with the Faded One who was in full swing.

Even if you don't admit it, the fact is in front of you, Fulilian is qualified to become king.

Once they reach the Round Table Hall, Two Fingers will instigate her even more. Therefore, a battle is inevitable, right here in the Royal City of Rodel. It's time to go back, for one thing only:

Prepare for battle.

Market would be happy to defeat the enemy with another defensive counterattack, and she also hoped that Greg could hold up this offensive.

His clone was no longer able to fight and had to retreat.

They left silently, their backs a trace of loneliness and vicissitudes. Resistance is about to rise again in the borderland. How can they protect the Golden Dynasty? The future is uncertain. Could an even greater disaster befall the world?

Flillian stopped the magic.

Then she raised her head and drank the magic potion. After all, continuous combat skills consumed too much magic. It was not that she did not have enough magic power, but she had to try her best to maintain her peak condition and provide a margin of error for the demigod who challenged the Great Rune.

Unfortunately, Markit, who had been blocking the road, bought time for the city defense engineers. The collapsed area was blocked by a larger iron fence...

"Sir, I suggest launching a siege in one fell swoop."

Edgar's proposal.

Not only him, the entire army was ready to fight and couldn't wait.

How could they not be overwhelmed with emotion after witnessing the battle between the evil omen demon and the sword of destruction? They also wanted to participate in this battle.

"Start the war."

Following Fulilian's order, the soldiers on both sides surged forward like a tide, forming an orderly assault team to capture Stonewell City here. If they failed, they would die.