Frillian in the Elden Ring

"Be careful, there's said to be a giant corrupted tree spirit there."

"So where did it come from?"

"Who knows? It's not a good thing anyway. I've only heard rumors about it and never seen it with my own eyes—"

Fortunately, the siege had just ended not long ago, and everyone's tense nerves had not yet relaxed. They still maintained a high fighting spirit and quickly moved away from the center of the earthquake. Suddenly, a large area of the ground collapsed, and bricks and stones rolled down.

Immediately afterwards, a flaming sword energy rose up and was released with a bang, boiling and hot, making people feel their cheeks burning and suffocating from a distance.

No one will forget this iconic force: Captain Fran.

As Lady Fulilian's strongest ace, he single-handedly held off two Crucible Knights. He's also quite famous for his presence at the border, and he was one of the first to reach it. Could there be any other formidable enemy? Anything worthy of him directly disposing of his Captain form would either be truly powerful or a truly nasty pollution threat. Regardless, he had to be cautious, as this was the heart of a large urban area.

Then there was a huge scream, sharp and painful, as if coming from a big man, and the disgusting smell of death and corruption.

Who?

Even the veteran soldiers who had been stationed there for a long time couldn't help but curse Greg. How dare he allow this thing to continue to exist?

The Crucible Knights should also know this. Anyway, you are all very careless.

As everyone panicked, they saw the silver-haired girl sprint forward, leap into the collapsed hole, and vanish into the darkness. She was so eager, afraid of missing out, she truly was their new leader. So, there was no need to worry, it was settled.

In their eyes, Freellian's strength was enough to rival the demigods of the first generation. She was not a weak type like Greg, and she had unlimited potential and would definitely become even stronger.

But the guy below is not easy to deal with.

Many people have heard related ghost stories since they arrived in Stonewell. They didn't expect that there really was a monster. It must have developed terrifying power over the years and might even be able to destroy the city.

Rumble!

As soon as she landed on the ground, Fulilian saw... a tree?

At the same time, the health bar of the [Corrupted Tree Spirit] BOSS appears in the player's perspective, so it is considered a hidden gift?

He didn't catch up with the most intense stage. At this moment, Captain Fran was chasing the monster relentlessly. The latter was dragging its fat plant body and was exhausted. It was already burning all over and encountered attribute restraint.

It's bad luck for it. After all, the Fran Undead Squad hates this kind of pollution product the most. Once they come into contact with it, they will never let it go and will make sure you disappear completely.

It should have been worn off slowly.

But the contaminated roots are constantly supplying energy to the monsters. On one side are the undead, while on the other side are constantly resurrected.

The two sides started to pull each other, and the Fran warriors had the upper hand on the branches and could delay the fight a little.

This is probably the aftermath of the Demigod War.

Fulilian suspected the corrupted tree spirit wouldn't normally be so violent, but because her battle with Greg had alarmed everyone, it felt a sense of danger and continuously absorbed the energy from the tree roots, expanding its size in a short period of time, ultimately reaching a new level...

call!

Suddenly, the tree spirit spewed out a dark gust of wind, hitting the silver-haired girl directly.

She dodged quickly, but found that her right hand showed signs of corruption after just a moment of contact. A cold feeling came over her heart. She had experienced energy of similar nature before.

"It's a sudden death attack."

Melina warned worriedly, "If it accumulates to a certain level, it will die immediately. It's different from other corrupted tree spirits. It's more polluting and more tenacious."

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Before she finished speaking, Fulilian had already repaired the damage caused by the sudden death attack. After all, she had seen it too many times and was familiar with it.

Whether it is magic from games or magic studied in reality, there are many strategies to deal with it.

"You must be careful. It might have absorbed different energies and is growing into a new, special monster. It's best to interrupt its evolution quickly."

During her travels through the borderlands, Melina witnessed numerous instances of a monster changing from contact with an inexplicable object to a more formidable form. The list of such instances was endless, and the sheer number of dangerous factors was to blame.

The captain seized the opportunity when the corrupt tree spirit failed to hit the target and stepped on its roots.

Can't move!

It immediately thought of breaking off the branches, but the battle-hardened warrior only needed a split second to slash a flaming sword through the air, slicing a gully. The monster let out a series of piercing cries, but it refused to give up, sweeping away countless vines around it.

With the sound of crackling, the circle of brilliant swords called out to the tree spirits one by one, and the sharp blades cut them off with a light stroke, creating a sword blade protection shield that made all the attacks of the tree spirits ineffective.

Damn, how could this happen?

Although its intelligence was very primitive, it also made it feel furious and offended. How dare this mere sub-human?

Little did they know that Fulilian's precise manipulation of magic had reached a new level.

The large amount of runes that were lost when Greg was defeated were all used to enhance her attributes, and the stargazer account in this world became much stronger.

Easily master magic that you are not used to.

Otherwise, she would have circumvented her objectives with her usual caution, but now she was taking the initiative. Of course, another major reason was that she couldn't let the enemy continue to wreak havoc in the city center; the losses would be too great to handle, and she couldn't let her fellow Faded Ones suffer unnecessary casualties.

Protect my city of Stoneville.

Whoosh!

Kalia's Swift Sword suddenly grew into a long rainbow, and with Fulilian's exquisite moves, it quickly cut around the corrupt tree spirit, but the target itself remained unharmed.

It immediately let out a dry laugh of "Hahaha", mocking the target, but the next moment it found that all connections with the main roots were severed, and even the transmission of corrupt energy was interrupted.

It was the powerful magic that completely evaporated the cross section, and the spirit itself could not replenish it in a short time.

The exasperated tree spirit launched another storm of sudden death breath.

Die quickly!

Of course, Frelian, who was already on guard, would not leave any chance for attack and easily dodged it. At the same time, Captain Fran rushed forward, not afraid of the sudden death damage at all, and was under the cover of crystal scattering.

Whenever the tree spirit tried to use entanglement to limit the captain's high mobility, the crystal blocks would break the tiny vines.

If you want to attack the rear where Frillian is, the captain will even transform into a multiplayer form to guard together, and form a human wall to block the attack with the support of firepower.

This is their first time working as a team.

However, the cooperation between the mage and the warrior was brought to the extreme, as if they had gone through countless battlefields. Perhaps the enemy and comrades could indeed transform into each other.

Even if they didn't exert their full strength, they were still suppressed by two demigod-level strongmen, and the situation soon became clear.

The retreating corrupt tree spirits found it difficult to organize an effective attack. The captain turned around and winked at Fleury. It would take time to completely eliminate this guy due to his regenerative ability, so they should check the condition of the wounded first. After all, they were not immortal.

"You probably don't need my support anymore."

On the other side, Nepheli was supporting the injured Roger. Perhaps help was needed here more than on the front battlefield.

When she came to the two men, she saw that their wounds were severe and contaminated.

Shaking his head, Roger sighed, "Curiosity kills! My leg might be crippled. You must be careful! Those are tree roots infected by the Deadborn's aura that have flowed here..."

"Don't worry, I'll prepare the treatment right away. It might be painful depending on the nature of the contamination, so bear with it."

"Don't waste your energy. I've actually been trying to save myself, but potions, magic, and prayers have all failed."

hum!

Before he could finish, the magic of sunlight healing was released, healing the wound and removing the power of pollution at the same time. It was a miracle that even death could not shake.

After years of research and eclectic transformation, the [Sunshine Healing] in Fulilian's hands is no longer what it used to be. Compared with the Dark Souls world, it emphasizes more on brute force cracking. No matter what the nature of the thing is, it will be removed first and then healed, so it is easy to cause pain.

A lot of magic is difficult to analyze, but it can be recognized. Recognition means identification, and you just need to eliminate the identification part.

It is also a great way to clear negative attributes.

Because battles often involve facing a wide variety of environments, including toxicity, frostbite, and pollution... the list is endless. In reality, fighting demons only requires one life, and a single misstep could cost you your life. Mages, who generally have high attack and low defense, need to address their weaknesses. Therefore, restorative magic is in high demand, offering the highest performance, so this level of skill is a given.

Roger was shocked to see the festering and twisted wound quickly heal as his numb leg regained its original shape.

"Thank you very much. Now I owe you a big favor."

"Don't worry, we can talk about the pleasantries later. The key is the information you know. If you can offer magic or combat skills as a reward, that would be even better."

"Of course you can. Besides, Nepheli next to me is Sir Baizhi's goddaughter. She can recommend the exchange magic to you. You should be able to get along well with that Round Table elder."

Fulilian's open request made the two faded people smile knowingly.

Very pure.

The Round Table Hall is plagued by intrigue and is no longer as prosperous as it once was. There are more and more unqualified people filling the ranks, and new members will surely bring a breath of fresh air. Before becoming a member of the Round Table, she first became the Fragment King.

As several people were communicating, there was a loud bang, and Captain Fran's sword fiercely opened a hole in the tree spirit.

Not only that, the wound continued to burn.

The Corrupted Tree Spirit's compatibility with the Farran Undead Squad was too poor, and it was losing ground, barely surviving. It had been showing off its might just a moment ago, but now it had subsided, realizing with a quick glance that it couldn't afford to provoke them.

Putting aside the greatsword user whose movements were as flexible as if he was doing street dance, the magic power of the silver-haired girl was even more terrifying and too strong.

Must retreat as soon as possible.

The instinct for survival even made it decide for the first time to stay away from underground.

Don't waste time, we'll definitely be killed if we keep going like this. We need to get out of the center of the battlefield. Yes, the city walls will naturally block some attacks. Use your roots to quickly pass through the walls and escape. It's easy to hide in the vast Nimgefu.

I saw countless branches transformed into arms that grasped the edge of the collapsed hole, and suddenly I supported my body and climbed out, and the front was suddenly clear.

But what awaits it is not a way out.

The battle-hardened army remained on high alert. Their organization, discipline, and combat prowess were at their peak. They had already set up their crossbows, kerosene, and other weapons, and were blasting them all at once toward the massive target. Dare to show your head? You're the one being struck.

No soldier stationed in Stonewell would want this kind of stuff to continue to exist.

They tried their best to throw spears, shoot arrows, and throw stones, using all means to annihilate them. This momentum was quite similar to the high-intensity meat grinder in the siege two days ago.

"Woo!"

With a mournful wail, the corrupt tree spirit's head tilted and its hands loosened, and it almost fell, but it still climbed tenaciously, aiming at the city gate.

It’s not far away, as long as we can reach that place...

However, the next moment a pale blue curved blade shot straight from below, and its terrifying sharpness easily cut off the monster's body. The majestic posture suddenly collapsed, and the behemoth formed by countless branches withered.

People are certainly familiar with this move, it's the Pyroxene Arc, but only His Majesty can enhance each simple magic to a large-scale destructive power.

The undiminished light streaked into the sky and exploded, scattering tiny blue stars that mixed with the golden powder of the golden tree, as if a blessing had descended upon the main city.

"Long live your Majesty."

"I knew that a mere old monster wasn't worth mentioning at all."

The soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief; some had even prepared to abandon the city and flee, after all, this time there were no city walls to defend it. Fortunately, the Demon Sword of Sorrow lived up to its name, once again crushing the enemy. Even for a genuine demigod, it wasn't a difficult task.

Order was quickly restored, and after all, there were no casualties; it was treated as nothing more than a minor accident.

In the cave, Fulilian witnessed the corrupt tree spirit losing its life, but the captain did not forget to finish it off and ignite it.

The hidden danger has been eliminated.

For many years, it has been lurking in the underground of Stonewell City, constantly creating all kinds of rumors. Today it finally sees the light of day, and that's the end of it. As the future base camp, she will not allow such a monster to exist.

At the same time, the silver-haired girl stared at the deeper underground, where countless roots were entwined, and a strange thing:

Looks like a face?

Two eyes and a mouth, with wrinkled and shriveled skin, which is very strange. Even if you are used to seeing strange souls, there is still an inexplicable chill, which is the breath of the root of death!

Fulilian was already on high alert. In her opinion, the strange face deep underground was a potential monster and would sooner or later cause trouble.

She hurried forward without waiting for anyone to react, and found an unexpected treasure, but it was accompanied by a disgusting smell that was unbearable. She hated this kind of strange scene the most.

After thinking for a moment, the silver-haired girl took out a handkerchief and wrapped her fingers before carefully leaning over to monitor.

The item [Dead Prince's Pus] has been obtained.

[Foul-smelling, festering abscess on the human face]

[Can improve resistance to death]

[It is said that it is the face of the dead prince]

[In the past, he was called Godwin, the first dead among the demigods]

[Later, he was buried deep beneath the royal city, at the root of the golden tree]

The detailed data shows 90% death resistance, which is indeed quite strong. After all, a quick guess would tell you that sudden death is similar to other worlds, easily causing instant death. The performance is acceptable, but is the fishy smell and appearance a price to pay? For Fulilian, it definitely is. No matter how slow and relaxed the pace of elves is, they still pay attention to hygiene. How could she easily accept such a strange thing?

Should I put it in the Blessed Space? If I need to use it, do I have to carry it with me? I'm afraid those sudden-death creatures were smoked away.

tangled.

Just as Fulilian was thinking about it, Roger, who had recovered, stood up, took out the perfume bottle and sprinkled some powder, finally eliminating some of the fishy smell in the air.

"I concocted this. Since we're looking for relevant clues, we need to use the corresponding methods."