Frillian in the Elden Ring

what?

Where is the anticipated epic battle? A crushing victory in just one round?

However, Fulilian did not let down her guard and remained on high alert, reminding him: "Be careful, it's not over yet. I think the Great Rune helped him block some damage."

"To be precise, it's an enhancement, but you are indeed very powerful."

Greg stood up coughing up blood, roared, chopped off his own left arm, connected the wound with the dragon head, and dragged it to the ground. In an instant, the head roared towards the sky and spewed out murderous flames.

He was very tired and in pain, but at this moment the Great Rune containing the power of limb reconnection made up for everything. He was stronger than ever before and invincible.

"My ancestors, please bear witness."

"Is this the second stage?"

Fulilian switched to a brass shield in her other hand, intending to adopt a conservative approach.

No matter how you look at it, Greg is not as weak as the "Little Ge" in the Advice, and he has a certain degree of kingly dominance.

Not only did she have to face a demigod, but she was also facing a being that had activated the power of the Great Rune. If she wasn't careful, she might be seriously injured or even fail, so she had to concentrate.

Boom!

The next moment, Greg rushed over like an arrow, with the dragon head in his hand spewing out billowing flames. Seeing this, Fulilian jumped to dodge, but her clothes were ignited and burned as soon as they touched her.

Immediately, one of the faded ones was enveloped and turned into charcoal in an instant.

The burning speed was alarmingly fast. Roger, who was standing next to him, didn't even have time to perform a healing spell before the man turned into ashes. Their scalps suddenly went numb and they had to retreat a distance or they would surely die.

Something is wrong. It's not just a simple connection of a flying dragon's skull, but it has been further strengthened.

"Did you see? This is the power of limb extension!"

When his attack failed, he turned around and exposed his entire back, holding a hook, fork, axe, sword, spear, sword and halberd, proficient in each, and attacked the target one by one.

Shield bounce!

Unable to dodge in time, Fulilian had to use her brass shield to fight back, but it shattered into pieces in the first hit.

Flying debris scraped his cheeks and shoulders, while several traditional weapons pierced his left arm, leaving blood dripping and bones broken. This was the first time he had suffered such damage since arriving at the border.

She quickly distanced herself and drank a blood-recovering potion to replenish her strength. Her arm quickly healed on its own, and she finally stopped the injury from getting worse. Otherwise, its incomplete state would easily reveal a flaw.

Greg attacked almost at the same time he put down the blood bottle.

In the moment when she barely dodged it, Fulilian clearly saw that the thick legs seemed to have been amputated, and there were scars all over the body.

Invisible!

He was slightly startled by the sudden disappearance of the silver-haired girl, and then stared at the other side.

A demigod's perception would not fool him with this little trick, but it was enough to buy time and create distance. At this moment, the pyroxene magic gravel came in an overwhelming manner, blocking all the evasive routes within the sight.

"A mere fader, you're playing tricks."

The roaring Greg easily swept away the long-range magic. At the same time, the arms raised more weapons, which could be called an impenetrable defense in itself.

There is no defensive blind spot. He now has defense, attack power, speed, and the most powerful means:

Dragon's Breath!

The flames perfectly retaliated for the previous attack. The power comparable to that of magma forced Fulilian to retreat. The fatal attack grazed her body, melting the surface of the dancer's armor and making her skin hot.

It's fast and packs a punch.

Greg felt a power he had never possessed before, especially the arm filled with black energy, which was the strongest. The shadow on the surface of the body emitted a skull smoke.

"I am now capable of restoring the honor of our ancestors. The conquest will begin in Stonewell City."

"You are the first sacrifice, burying the demon sword Fulilian."

There is no need to call them faded ones. Those who can hold on until now and even defeat her in the state without the dragon head can be called strong ones, and they are worthy of her pride, but no matter who they are, they will become the trophies of the Golden King.

He felt it.

The warriors in the city gazed into the innermost chamber and experienced the power of the Great Rune.

The fragments of the Elden Ring, the greatest power in the Junction, have returned to posterity, and their power is even greater than before. Doesn't this represent absolute legitimacy? Add to that the power beyond the Junction!

Everyone at the city gate battlefield felt that the atmosphere was not right and was frightened. The most perceptive one was the Abyss Watcher.

"Your king has dabbled in power that he shouldn't have."

The Crucible Knights remained silent.

The nature of the power does not lie. No matter how you look at it, that special corrosive aura is full of evil, as if mixed with the resentment of another evil ruler... But one should not interfere with the choice of the golden heir, as that is a test that should be taken on the road to becoming a king.

"Loyalty won't waver over something like this. You should be more worried about that magician. Lord Greg will soon end the battle."

The surrounding Southern Army soldiers were deeply shocked. After all, the power of the Great Rune rising into the sky was full of majesty.

Fight!

After all this time fighting alongside Lady Fulilian, has all our efforts been wasted? Hasn't the outcome been decided yet? It's too early to judge success or failure. One Great Rune means nothing; the target is the king who possesses the Great Rune.

"Only the failure of the Fragment King can symbolize the greatness of the Soul Fire King!"

"We are participating in the change of rulers in Nimgefu. The Southern Army will surely win—"

What was beyond the Crucible Knights' expectations was that they burst out with even stronger momentum. Regardless of what would happen if Frelian failed, at least the Southern Army was now withstanding the pressure from the powerful enemy.

The battle at the city gate will continue until the decisive moment.

The deepest throne room.

The giant figure with attached limbs and the figure of the silver-haired girl exchanged rapid attacks at a medium distance. The former even took out a volley of crossbow arrows, each of which was enough to seriously injure the flying dragon, while the latter fired hundreds of magic gravels.

The ground cracked where both sides stepped, and a strong wind blew up, and the hall that was once full of birdsong and flowers became dilapidated and withered.

It went far beyond that. The power of the abyss carried Greg and caused him to cause even more terrifying erosion, which seemed to spread to the city walls outside the room.

boom!

The huge skeleton disappeared in an instant, representing the power of the former overlord Wolnir resonating in his body.

It was taller than the city walls, and people could clearly see the clouds gathering and gathering. Stonewell City was so tall that even Lake Lienia in the distance could be seen... No, the royal city on the Yatan Plateau should be clearer.

"Yes, that's what I want you to witness."

Greg laughed wildly, looking up to the sky. "You all must watch. No matter how far away, no matter who you are, you must witness the heir of the Golden Dynasty ascend to the pinnacle."

The Abyss responded to expectations and protected the body together with the Great Rune. The endless power flowed through every limb, making it thicker and stronger, uglier than before but also more threatening.

Fulilian, who was keeping a distance not far away, frowned, feeling deeply troubled.

I remember dealing with a lot of Abyss-related monsters in Dark Souls 2. Are we going to do it again? Don't go too far.

Quick fight.

After making up her mind, Fulilian drank another bottle of blood-recovering potion. Although she was in good condition now, she had to pay a price.

It is a heavy burden to forcibly add another account across worlds, but it doesn't matter. Now the magical power belonging to the Ashes is connected with the Faded Ones. It is so real, so exciting, and it ignites tremendous magic.

The power of liberation for those who have fought countless battles.

hum!

A sense of pressure that was unwilling to be outdone and was ready to challenge him also rose up, reaching the sky and higher than the walls of Stonewell City, causing the shadow of Overlord Wolnir to shrink back and dare not face him.

Sensing fear, Greg turned around. Originally, with his newfound strength, he had disdained to fight against the Faded Ones, but now he clearly saw a blazing fire and the light that illuminated the world. Not even the abyss could touch the shelter under the light.

"If you don't accept the abyss, you are just a greedy king. Only by embracing the abyss will you understand the path I have walked."

"There's no need to talk about being defeated. Let's put an end to the feud."

Fulilian can no longer use Dark Soul Magic due to World Rejection, but her basic attributes are still there, so she only needs the simplest moves:

Kallia Swift Sword!

But her action was to raise her hands above her head, and the condensed magic power rose from the ground, piercing through the clouds and spreading the morning light. The pressure overwhelmed the wailing that lingered all year round in Storm Hill, and the voice of the world had to give way.

Everyone had to look up to see the majesty.

The soldiers on both sides fighting in the city stopped their actions, with a strong premonition of the end.

After leaving Stonewell City, Markit came to his senses and looked seriously at the towering light in the distance, muttering, "The Golden Dynasty is finally crumbling."

The doll on the magician's tower of Lani woke up from its slumber and looked out the window. Can the magic of the royal family of Kalia reach this level?

"The Faded One"

The exasperated Greg concentrated all his strength on the dragon head on his left arm. He had no other choice. There was no room for maneuver in a war where dignity was at stake. At this moment, the Golden King was giving it his all.

The next moment their powers collided simultaneously, obliterating everything in sight.

The shock wave forced thousands of soldiers to lie on the ground. Those strong men created waves that were difficult to stop. Who will be the winner?

Click!

The sharp sword in the sky cut through the black skull and tore through the magic power bestowed by the Great Rune. It drew a falling arc and finally cut into the dragon head corpse, ruthlessly cutting off the root of the abnormal left arm.

It wasn't over yet. Fulilian turned around and slashed with her robe, leaving a wound diagonally on her shoulder.

The huge Greg suddenly shrank by one third, with a large amount of runes dissipating. His body shrank as if he was dehydrated, and he fell limply to the ground.

"...Why is it still not enough?"

The coldness of the floor tiles chilled his heart, and no matter how fervent his ambition, aspirations or unwillingness were, they were meaningless.

The complete failure made Greg too lazy to think. He watched the silver-haired girl draw out a red blade, which was filled with the aura of absolute death, but he didn't even feel fear.

Without any further ado, Fulilian took up her stance, concentrating all her strength even if the target was dying, aiming her blade at the demigod's chest.

"It's difficult to defeat you completely except by destined death, but I can just suppress your vitality."

Undead Slash——

In the instant of intersection, a majestic breath of life disappeared, rune flowed into the body, and the strange image of the sky also disappeared.

At this moment, all was silent in Stonewell City.

……

Is it calm now?

The two sides fighting at the city gate stopped fighting, looked at each other, and then ran to the deepest room at the same time.

The ordinary soldiers were eager to witness the outcome with their own eyes, both for the sake of this proud historical moment and for their fear of who would decide their own life and death, as well as the fate of the entire Nimgfu.

A surging crowd passed by Captain Fran.

He stared at the two Crucible Knights in front of him until they put away their weapons and no longer showed any hostility. For a strong man, he could sense the battle situation there.

The ancient hero Samir, who was not far away, came to support with a knife in hand, but found that it was over.

"You won't seek revenge?"

"My lord, the Golden King, Greg, died in a fair duel, and he departed with honor. To regard it as an enmity would only tarnish the will of a Golden Heir to meet the Elden Ring."

"The battle for Stonewell City ends here. Perhaps we will fight again one day. So, goodbye."

The two Crucible Knights turned and left.

They have lost the reason to fight to the end. There is no need. Only the years when they followed the first king to fight can make them burn everything out. The current situation is not enough.

Some good soldiers who still missed Greg left with the two. They couldn't stay in enemy territory any longer, so they decided to keep their distance. As long as they continued on this path, they would eventually face another day of fighting.

After watching for a long time, Captain Fran also took up his greatsword and headed to the deep room.

In front of the throne.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a figure with silver hair and silver armor leaned forward with the help of a staff, and gently hooked the body of the demigod with his bare hand, and a piece of golden fragment emerged.

Greg is not completely dead yet, but the severe damage caused by the Undead Slash has left him on the verge of death, no different from falling. All we need to do next is seal him and leave.

In fact, the role played by Bailei is similar to that of the black knife of Death Rune, but the latter is too dangerous and uncontrollable, so a compromise is made.

She took over the main part of the Elden Circle, also known as the Great Rune, the most noble legal symbol of the border area.

Obtain [A Large Number of Runes] and refresh the new MOD.

After obtaining [Memories of the Reattached Limb], you can choose the redemption item at the round table with two fingers. It is expected to be exchanged for Rune, King Grek's Axe, or one of the two Reattached Limb Dragon.

Obtain [Gerrick's Great Rune] and use Rune Arc to activate it, significantly increasing all attributes for a short period of time...

A series of reminders sounded in Fulilian's mind. Good news came frequently. To her, the improvement of the Great Rune itself was not important. It felt not as important as the account stacking. What was important was the two legitimacy.

First, the rightful king of fragments.