Frillian in the Elden Ring

With new ideas constantly emerging, Fulilian decided to continue studying the barrier and then use the shield to test the performance of the spear, which would definitely be beneficial.

……

A few days later, on the outskirts of the forest.

A defeated human army ran wildly, not daring to stop for a moment, and retreated breathlessly into the dense forest ahead.

From time to time, screams could be heard from behind, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and limbs and arms were broken. It was the demons chasing them. After the front battlefield was broken up, these monsters continued to pursue in order to achieve their victory.

Begging for mercy is useless. The other party is merciless and is a pure killing machine.

The only thing left for the survivors was to escape.

They were unable to launch any effective offensive means and could only try to keep their distance. Any step behind could mean the difference between life and death, and ordinary soldiers could not survive even one round.

The leading demon pursuer said coldly: "An army without organization is just a bunch of lambs to the slaughter. Why delay? Hurry up, the general has ordered us to deal with the enemy as soon as possible."

"As ordered."

The pursuit continued, and it was almost a one-sided killing.

The human army had already failed in a large-scale field battle and its morale was low. Now it had no strength to resist and could only keep fleeing. At this moment, many people smelled the smell of blood, as well as screams and pleas for mercy, and they were almost mentally collapsed.

"We can't escape. It's over. Why haven't we received any reinforcements yet?"

"Don't count on it. Fire a flare to alert anyone who can see that there are demons here and they must stay away—"

"Fight them."

Some desperate soldiers fought head-on, then turned around and engaged in a battle with the demon pursuers, with both sides suffering wounds in the midst of swordplay.

Although some damage was caused to the enemy, the insignificant human army could not pose an effective threat and soon completely collapsed. There was no one alive at the scene and everything was silent.

At this time, the demons suddenly noticed a group of people coming. It was a man with a red mage head and wearing light armor. He was Azart, one of the demon generals.

His magical aura was displayed without reservation, and a beam of light almost as thick as his body rose up. Seeing this, the demons bowed and saluted, reporting this inevitable pursuit.

"Very good. Now the human forces operating in the surrounding area have been eliminated."

"It's a pity they fired a warning flare."

"It doesn't matter. There are no living people within a ten-kilometer radius anyway. They are just trying to find a meaning for their own death."

Azart was very clear about the situation here, after all, he was the commander who personally carried out the extermination mission.

But it’s not over yet.

His primary mission should be to exterminate the elves. Even if he slaughtered a few sporadically, it would be far from enough to fulfill the Demon King's order. He had to find a settlement and completely exterminate them, otherwise this race would sooner or later become an unmanageable threat. Fortunately, his interrogation yielded some results; some elves mentioned the existence of villages, suggesting that there were likely still elven settlements with complete social systems.

Having a Celie who was so difficult to provoke that she had to be pretended not to exist was trouble enough. If there was another one, even the Demon King would be unable to sleep or eat, and the demons would not tolerate threats.

The mission should be put first, and cleaning up the army is just a by-product.

He asked seriously, "How much intelligence have you gathered? Can you pinpoint the exact location of the legendary elf village?"

"I'm sorry, sir, but this information is either too old or too vague. It only vaguely mentions the forest in our current direction, but it's so vast that I don't know how long it would take to investigate it one by one..."

"It would be better to kill by mistake than let go."

Alzate added coldly, "Keep going. Set fire. Burn some while exploring others. This way, the efficiency will be much higher."

"Report to the general, Yunus, the frontline commander attacking the fortress, wants us to hurry up, otherwise his single soldier won't be able to do enough damage to the city wall."

"Yes, so we are already stepping up our efforts."

He didn't take his colleagues' urging seriously. After all, he was a great demon warrior, and his personal guard was equally well-trained, capable of flattening a large fortress and the surrounding towns. The reason he was sent back to defend was probably to minimize losses among his squad members.

Yunus, a mere figure, had no idea of the Demon King's far-sightedness in annihilating the elves. He had to eliminate potential threats first. Even the Omniscient One was waiting for good news here.

The mission cannot afford to fail, and damaging the environment a little is not worth mentioning, so just go ahead and do it.

The demons who received the order immediately took action.

The commander was also busy, quickly sending a message to his troops, asking them to assemble. Soon, the pressure on the surrounding battlefield would ease, but the human army would also realize that an ancient race with a long history of magical talents was about to become extinct.

……

The elf village deep in the forest was still peaceful and quiet, but the shrill sound of a flare broke it all. Even the most dull-witted person knew that the situation was not good.

They leaned their hands against the wall and looked into the distance, estimating that the explosion must have occurred several kilometers away. This road was not easy to walk on in the forest, but the problem was that there shouldn't have been any movement.

"It's a warning from the army. It means we're being chased by the enemy and are surrounded."

"It's possible that the defeated soldiers escaped. Think about it carefully. There has been a war outside the forest. It's normal to have conflicts."

"No, it's too close, coming towards us."

"Where is Lady Flillian?"

"I've been researching in the magic workshop for three days and three nights. I heard there's been some progress on barrier magic..."

"Tell her quickly and let the village's guardian make the judgment."

The village chief acted decisively, looked around and said, "Everyone, be prepared."

The elves have all been healed or taught magic by Frelian to some extent. When they encounter minor disasters, she can easily build a path through the mountains and a bridge across the rivers. Therefore, everyone trusts this guardian and knows that her strength is unfathomable.

Even though he grew up in front of everyone, his talent has actually grown explosively in recent years. He is comparable to a top human genius, but has the background of the elven race.

The awareness mentioned by the village chief is that there is a possibility of a fatal conflict.

Without Fulilian's full support, they would definitely not be able to survive.

Even if we can't change our slow-paced lifestyle anytime soon, we know the crisis is upon us again. Will it just pass like in the past? Or will it be a matter of life and death?

Magic Workshop.

It actually belies its name, consisting of a simple, unadorned cottage with a thatched roof and a nearby chicken coop. The true secret lies underground, where magical power has hollowed out a full 20 meters of rock, creating a testing ground. It's divided into multiple layers, cultivating a vast array of magical materials, such as herbs, that create a fragrant aroma.

At this moment, Fulilian was experimenting with the barrier in an isolated room. A diamond-shaped chip rose in the hand of a silver-haired girl.

"...The most basic barrier still works."

In fact, it has reached the level where defense can be deployed, but the standard she expects is to make the big demons feel difficult or even stay away from it. At present, it is far from enough, which means it causes some troubles to some magicians. The defense and resistance to analysis are not enough.

Providing an extra layer of protection to the villagers should be enough. Let me ask for everyone's opinion.

She had thought it through. At worst, she could divide the project into stages, setting up barriers according to the experience of the first and second versions, and eventually forming a multi-layered bunker.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door, followed by a warning: "Lady Fulilian, there are signs that the demons are heading towards the village."

80

Chapter 80 Monster.

"This day has finally come."

Fulilian was not surprised to hear the news. Rather, the demons should have found traces of the elf village long ago if the war had not destroyed many trade routes.

In peacetime, you can determine the vague location by asking the merchants.

After all, they have never been hiding from the world. They occasionally exchange goods and materials and are not completely isolated.

Whatever.

The reason why I temporarily saved the game and left the world of "Elden Circle" is because I was worried that the demons' aggressive attack would not be dealt with. Only after this matter was resolved could I seriously attack the border area.

With this thought, Fulilian increased the power of the barrier magic in her hand.

The originally small diamond-shaped magic power quickly split into two, two became four, and showed an exponential growth, instantly protecting the underground part of the workshop.

Millie Adele and other assistants were stunned. How could it be so fast?

We have all clearly witnessed her research over the past few days. We have clearly been communicating and studying together. How could you suddenly expand the defensive barrier to this extent? It's unbelievable!

hum!

The barrier, which continued to expand, leaped out of the small hut on the ground.

The elves, discussing the demonic attack, clearly saw the white diamond shape spreading rapidly. They knew it was Fulilian's magical fluctuations, and everyone was familiar with them, so they weren't worried. As expected, it quickly enveloped the outskirts of the village.

Basically, a magic barrier is formed around the edge of the camp, and it is specifically designed to identify demons to ensure defense.

"Great, now we have an extra line of defense, that's fine!"

"As expected of Fulilian."

"Looking closely, the structure isn't actually that complicated, but she has so much magic power. Simply analyzing such a large input would be a real hassle..."

Where structure is insufficient, power is made up. This is the current solution for barrier magic: using immense magical power to bolster defenses. Even analysis is impractical, as they face a thousand-year-level superpower. Even ordinary magicians would tremble just standing before it, let alone the relentless pressure. They would feel the suffocation and shock of being caught in a raging sea.

Yes, the actual level of Fulilian's magic power is currently at the level of thousands of years of accumulation. After all, there are superimposed enhancements from different accounts, as well as countless souls and runes gathered in one body.

Millennium level is the current upper limit of physical strength, not the true upper limit of magic power.

She also didn't know how terrifying it would be if the Moon Goddess, the First Fire, the Sakura Dragon and other things were mixed together.

Suppressing one's own magical reaction is certainly to show weakness to the enemy, but more importantly, it is to seal the magic power to improve safety. Otherwise, it is unknown whether the young elf's body will explode.

At Flillian's level, if her magic got out of control, the fate of those around her would not be much better than that of Gallid.

In short, the energy input into the barrier is sufficient.

“It’s still being reinforced.”

The elves in the shelter couldn't help but admire. Actually, there were no experts in barriers in the village. It was all due to the research led by Fulilian.

In terms of talent, he is rare even among the elves.

After a moment, the barrier's reinforcement and expansion ceased, eventually stopping at a ten-meter radius around the edge, akin to a super-fortress. When the silver-haired girl appeared, the crowd couldn't help but cheer, nearly raising their arms in celebration.

However, she made a gesture to silence herself.

"I sense the presence of a demon general at the very edge of the forest, and he has quite a few companions."

"The intelligence is correct. They are definitely heading for the village. Prepare for a defensive battle. Keep quiet and reduce your activities to avoid being exposed. I will add some illusions."

As she spoke, the silver-haired girl raised her staff and sprayed a cloud of smoke. From the outside, it looked like a forest after a rainy day, with mist rising and blocking the view together with the miasma, but the elves in it were not affected.

let's start.

The elves, realizing the war was about to begin, immediately sprang into action. But they were also troubled by the question of how to deploy their forces. Ultimately, it was up to Fulilian and the village chief to work together to arrange basic defenses and patrols.

The shooting angles, trenches, and fortresses she deployed were impeccable, even taking into account drainage and fire prevention in the villages and camps...

How come you suddenly understand even trivial matters like marching and fighting?

It seems that every time Fulilian falls into a long sleep, she brings everyone an incredible surprise.

Is it the magic practiced in dreams?

Regardless of the point, the professionalism was impeccable, as if they had actually handled complex military deployments.

Otherwise, considering the elves' poor military equipment, lack of discipline and organization, they probably wouldn't even be able to mount a decent defense.

In fact, she herself did not expect that the experience of Nimgefu's series of wars could be used in the Elf Village. It turned out that knowledge is interoperable, which is always easier than learning from scratch. Those experiences also armed herself.

"Everyone, get familiar with the precautions today. Don't be too nervous. Judging by the distance, even if the demons insist this is the location of their village, it will still take some time to get there."

"We just need to conserve our energy now."

Fulilian said this, and her companions finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless, the village was on war footing. They had to fight with all their might. What if they were to be vulnerable? Every thought about the consequences necessitated them to clasp their weapons, don their armor, and prepare their arrows. As for the magicians, they kept their staffs close at hand, constantly using their magical senses to explore every corner. No one could sneak in unnoticed.

In fact, their combined perception is not as good as Fulilian's passive intuition, and the demonic aura at the edge of the forest is very clearly reflected.

hold on.

It's not impossible to sniper from this distance, but it's easy for someone to slip through the net, and letting them escape would be more trouble than good. Furthermore, Fulilian didn't want to alert the enemy too early, and she couldn't completely determine their target. What if they just turned around and left?

It is wrong to rely on luck, but you have to consider the situation. If you are alone, you can just kill your way through.

For the Elf Village, "avoiding war is better than fighting" and it is best to avoid conflict.

Therefore, she would not act rashly unless it was absolutely necessary. The real choice actually lay in the hands of the demon general.

boom!

Suddenly, a magical explosion erupted from the other side of the forest, startling birds, shaking the ground, and toppling trees and grass. Amidst the rumbling sound, flames shot up into the sky, and thick smoke billowed. Was this attack intended solely to ignite the forest itself?

The fire was fanned by the wind, and today it was particularly fierce. The flames spread rapidly under the strong wind, spreading at a speed faster than the speed of lightning.

Admittedly, they were still far from the depths of the elf village, but everyone's face was cold, because the enemy's murderous aura was like a knife pointing at their neck.