Frillian in the Elden Ring

"Folamei, remember, my school is more inclined towards combat than research. We must embrace all forms of magic solely for the purpose of killing the enemy. You will see this soon."

As she said the last sentence, the silver-haired girl pointed into the distance, where smoke filled the air and shouts of killing could be heard.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the central battlefield handover. The familiar smell of blood, screams and rumbling explosions spread all over the place. They could clearly feel the flashing of swords and sabers from a long distance away.

The sudden fear made Volame's legs go weak, but the next moment her arm was firmly grasped by Fulilian, who forcibly pulled the girl to stand up straight.

At this moment, her gentleness disappeared, replaced by absolute murderous intent.

He must have sensed a bad situation.

Although Azalt had fallen, the loss had not yet spread widely, and the lagging front-line battlefield was still in turmoil. The kingdom coalition forces would probably not be able to hold out for long, and it was only a matter of time before they were completely wiped out or even massacred.

"The city wall's defenses are about to collapse, so I will join the battle. You too, please observe carefully beforehand."

Fulilian activated her invisible body and moved forward with Volame, and the feeling of the rumbling earth came over them.

Inside the demon camp.

Another team of dozens of reinforcements arrived, looking aggressive and still retaining murderous intent, because they were elite support troops temporarily transferred from the fortress occupied in the rear.

Together with the vassal army, the demon clan has now assembled nearly a thousand people on a single line of defense.

There was a map on the table, and the leader was the commander, the great demon warrior Yunus, who was impatiently pointing at the location of the forest.

"If Azalt could coordinate with the flanking fortress attack from the forest, we'd be under much less pressure now. Didn't we tell him that it would take years to find the elven village? Why did he rush in based on some hearsay? And you didn't even try to persuade him!"

"Now that we've lost contact, what should we do?"

The angry Yunus's pressure made the demons silent. They dared not look at him, for fear that he would pick up a big knife and kill them.

The absence of a demon general did have a certain impact on command authority. After all, both sides should cooperate. This was the order of His Majesty the Demon King to ensure that the military forces of the tribe were unified and united.

The question is, why is there no news from Azart?

Logically speaking, you can just flatten a forest. If you really meet an elf, fight it. If you can't beat it, run away. It is impossible to lose contact with it.

"Support?"

Someone suggested: "Send a team to explore the forest."

"No, we've already sent reinforcements to Azalt. We can't split up any of our forces now. Furthermore, a small force will be targeted by the human archmages. It would be disastrous if they sneak out of the city and ambush our men."

Yunus rejected the proposal for support. In the final analysis, he could not spare the troops, and he did not think that the insidious, cunning and ruthless Azart would fail in the ditch.

That guy claimed to have a secret mission from the Demon King, but he was actually responsible for conquering the North Wind Fortress.

"We can't wait any longer. The opportunity is fleeting. All-out attack—"

"As ordered."

The demon warriors, who had long been unable to contain themselves, rushed out of the camp, commanding a large number of monsters, puppets and even human captives to rush towards the city wall.

There was no clear-cut tactic; they simply charged forward, charging in wave after wave. The main attackers were large monsters, often ramming the gates so hard they shook and trembled.

Commander Wayne, standing on the city wall, gave a cold order: "Prepare for battle inside the city."

"Shouldn't we evacuate?"

When faced with a question from a staff officer, he glared and declared, "There's nowhere to retreat. If we fall, the center will be wide open. We must hold on here."

"But the reinforcements from the Kingdom's Allied Forces will take at least three days to arrive."

"Hold on with all your might. If we show them a castle with the Demon King's flag flying, the coalition's morale will be ruined... Have the magicians prepare themselves, too. I predict the next round will be a magical bombardment and siege. Let's all be careful."

Facts proved that his guess was very accurate. After a while, the demon mages began to accumulate strength collectively, and their dazzling brilliance was comparable to the morning sun.

boom!

A corner of the city wall collapsed with a loud noise, and the falling rocks buried the soldiers. It only took one blow to crush all their bones, and blood was everywhere.

At the same time, human magicians also fought back. The two sides launched a super-high-speed bombardment in the sky. The exploding flames filled the sky, which did not affect the coverage of the arrow rain at all. The attack never stopped.

However, the defenders were clearly at a disadvantage.

The trenches, fortresses and outposts that were hastily repaired outside the city walls were destroyed and razed one by one. The garrison soldiers were devoured by the demons, who displayed the most brutal massacre in front of them, which was shocking.

Yunus, wearing black armor and holding a broadsword, appeared in the smoke and dust where the defense line completely collapsed. He stepped on the collapsed stone pillar and stared at the leader of the Mage Corps with his red eyes.

"Aside from those mages, there's no other threat. Climb up to the top of the city wall as quickly as possible. I'll take care of the gate."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly raised his blade. Magical energy emanated from his body, distorting his vision. Heat waves roared, and the smelting blade turned a crimson red. Sensing something was amiss, the defenders quickly used their bows and crossbows to try and interrupt the attack, but the Royal Guards formed a wall, completely blocking the attack.

The battlefield was suffocated and could only watch the sword fall.

"Open the door!"

The rushing storm and magic power smashed the city gate open with a bang, even the monsters that were hitting it were blown into pieces, and blood rained down all over the sky.

The soldiers inside the door also disappeared. The steel was twisted, wood chips were flying, and the arched door frame was even more deformed. All that was left was ruins and corpses.

One strike broke the door and shocked everyone.

Yunus grinned and said, "Commander up there, let your men attack all at once. If we can finish this early, it might be more respectable."

At this point, it was no longer possible to hold the high wall. The magicians and the last elite knights were all blocking the gap, hoping to buy time for repairs, even if they had to use corpses to block the gap, prepared to die.

At this moment, the demon warriors all understood that they were only one step away from the city gate, and would cause the most killing.

84

Chapter 84 You and I join forces as master and disciple.

The most important city on the front line of the current demon battlefield, North Wind Fortress.

As soon as she reached the edge of the battlefield, the chaotic magical aura caught Fulilian's attention. Although she decided to join the battle, she didn't act hastily. Instead, she looked for a high-value attack direction...

The number of demons far exceeded expectations. They even built a camp openly opposite the city wall, which showed signs of turning into a town.

They have completely occupied the human living space and are further encroaching upon it.

Rumble.

The continuous magic explosions made Volame cover her ears. She stared with wide eyes as she watched the demons advance their front line at a speed visible to the naked eye. Swords flashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and countless people fell.

The destruction of the city gates further stimulated their ferocity.

Since there is no defense line anymore, all that remains is to move forward. If we cross this distance, the civilians inside will be lambs to be slaughtered.

The commander, fully aware of this, ordered his elite troops to leave the city and take the initiative to fight. There was no other choice but to build a new line of defense with human lives. Otherwise, everyone would die here. Let's fight hard.

It is conceivable that the battle between the soldiers of both sides became even more brutal. Before the master and apprentice could stand firm, they witnessed a river of blood. The formation no longer existed, only the melody of death.

"Damn those demons! If we let them pass through the center of the fortress, there will be a disaster for all living beings."

The army's casualties were incalculable, corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and the city gates turned into rotten wood and could not be defended.

It was only a matter of time before his hometown fell.

She hoped that there were reinforcements within the city, but the flags fell in the flames of battle, replaced by the demons' long-range magic attacks that blanketed the city walls. All that remained was a variety of howling and wailing.

"Abandon the city, we must abandon the city, otherwise the whole army will be wiped out."

“What about the people in the city?”

"Run, run together, take as many as you can, and save the manpower first."

However, the battlefield was changing rapidly and the defenders had no chance at all. The demons came out in full force and crushed a group of magicians and warriors.

Even without the command of General Azalt, it did not prevent the huge army from conquering the target by inertia. Now that the great demon warrior Yunus has killed the great human magician, another gap has opened.

He lifted his head and laughed heartily: "Since Azalt is not here, don't blame me for stealing the credit. Let's enter the city."

"Charge!"

At this moment, the number of demons broke the past stereotype of being scarce. The army came out in a line and filled the plain. Each of them was ready to fight and would never give up. They wanted to be baptized in blood. The rising power was terrifying.

The surviving defenders on the city wall seemed to have retreated, unable to organize any effective counterattack.

The city lord and commander spat out a mouthful of blood and nearly fell to his knees. The knights on both sides hurried to support him, but he waved his hand to refuse. He stood up with his sword and declared, "The final blocking battle is coming."

Volame, who was watching the battle from afar, said anxiously, "Teacher, you can help us...but that big demon is very strong..."

She wasn't sure whether to push someone she had just met.

Fulilian stroked the girl's red hair and said seriously, "Okay, but after this move, you have to go to the battlefield with me, Volame, and prepare for your first lesson."

As soon as she finished speaking, she strode forward and released her magical aura without reservation.

hum!

The materialized magic power caused tinnitus, and all the limbs and bones trembled in the strong wind. It was brighter than the sun, stealing all attention. Everyone looked towards the terrifying magic smoke column at the edge of the battlefield.

It cannot be described as thick or sturdy. It is clearly a Tower of Babel, pressing a pit on the ground and tearing open the clouds in the sky to create a hole to let the light from the sky through.

That was an elf.

The next moment, she held her staff horizontally in both hands and soared a hundred meters into the sky, overlooking the numerous demons from above.

They were shocked. Why hadn't such a powerful being made any movement before? Could it be that he had been hiding his magic power and had just arrived?

It is genuine flying magic. The technology that originally belonged to the demon wizards has been learned. Although the maneuverability is not strong and it seems a bit immature, it undoubtedly declares that the sky no longer belongs to only one intelligent race. So what will such a strong man do?

Fulilian curled up slightly as if gathering strength and turned sideways.

Something is coming! Behind the intense attention lies a deep fear, trembling all over, every cell wailing and screaming, warning of the impending danger.

The petite body is surrounded by a golden-red flower bud, emitting an aura of the same color. Each scarlet aura is like a ribbon spreading for a thousand meters, covering the sky above the battlefield. It is magnificent and extremely gorgeous.

What a nice view!

People inexplicably have the urge to touch it, as if the devil is attracting their minds.

Yunus screamed hysterically: "Quickly intercept——"

Before he could finish his words, the demon mages rose into the air, hundreds of light beams aimed at the flower bud, surrounding it tightly. The sky was filled with their figures, and they were definitely able to interrupt it.

The next moment, a circle of shining swords appeared.

There were more of them, numbering around two thousand, a force as vast as a volley of fire from a vast army. They were even faster, zipping through the air with lightning speed. They were even stronger, easily breaking through the demon mage's defenses, tearing through his flesh and killing him instantly.

The unprecedented high-speed attack in the sky is shocking. Doesn't this mean that a mage army is fighting against the entire demon clan alone?

It's a crushing defeat!

The demons that were so powerful when they took off now continued to fall, either being smashed to pieces or torn apart by countless sword lights.

The unknown elf kept charging the scarlet flower magic while maintaining the sword formation. The whizzing sound of the sword cutting through the air was heart-pounding. This move alone was enough to annihilate an army, so what was he preparing? It was unimaginable. Some monsters had already subconsciously fled, leaving the battlefield unattended.

Suddenly, the silver-haired girl opened her arms and extended the petals to the maximum extent.

The magnificent view reached its peak, and a huge flower bud was about to move above the plain in front of the fortress.

Then she swooped down and slammed into the center of the demon army formation, shocking everyone. Why would someone voluntarily be surrounded by such a powerful force? There must be some even more terrifying power erupting.

"Flowers of Ionia, bloom!"

The first thing that was hit by the Fulilian dive was the camp, which was instantly reduced to dust and disappeared.

In an instant, the petals expanded, completely covering every corner of the demon army formation, emitting a corresponding scarlet smell of corruption. The moment it touched the body, flower-like scars and even ulcers would form, and the pain would shock the nerves.

They scratched their ears and screamed in pain, flowers grew on their wounds, and then their bodies solidified, melted and fell into the soil, further spreading the scarlet corruption.

Hell is here!

In one encounter, those servant armies, monsters and hundreds of elite demons were killed. The death was extremely horrific, and anyone who saw it would feel their scalp tingling. The fear instinct made the bystanders try to escape, but their legs were paralyzed.

An elf with silver twin ponytails walked out of the giant flower bud, wearing armor and arm armor as if no one was around, holding a staff and a sharp blade respectively, and had no intention of letting the survivors go.

There were dozens of demon warriors around her but it was meaningless.

These corpses fell in decay, as if kneeling to welcome the supreme king to embark on a bloody road to victory.

The worn body could only utter inaudible curses before transforming into flowers.

"...If left alone, you might become corrupted creatures, but I haven't been to Galid to learn more, so the experiment ends here. Stop the spread, Flower of Ionia."

Except for the great demon Yunus and a few strong men who moved quickly, everyone was corrupted by the magic and quickly withered and died.

Granted, they were the strongest and most elite of the entire legion, and while they should be proud of their escape, they couldn't be happy. The entire army, a force that had combined the strength of their entire tribe, had been completely annihilated, leaving no one alive. Even a rout would have left survivors, but now none remained.

The earth was even dyed red, but Fulilian quickly purified the material erosion. At least she could control it and cast it on specific targets.

The scarlet soil still stunned everyone, as countless corpses lay wriggling there.

boom!