Frillian in the Elden Ring

Just as the two were talking, a group of people appeared at the entrance of Stonewell City in the distance.

They also brought hunting dogs to sniff the ground, and they seemed to detect any danger and make warning sounds.

The defenders immediately realized that something was wrong and continued to send more troops.

Anyone who wasn't a bunch of idiots would soon discover the dead wolves on the road and then come to the small shabby house in Storm Hill to catch them red-handed.

"Let's go."

Recalling all the fears, Roderica obediently sat on the back of the spirit horse. While leaning against Frillian, she felt a trembling sensation. As for Melina, she turned into a spirit and merged into her body.

With Torret's speed, he quickly escaped from the observation range of Stonewell City. Fortunately, Nimgfu was vast enough, otherwise it would not have been easy to escape the vigilance of the defenders.

It was rare that the surroundings were quiet, but unfortunately it was getting late and we couldn't continue our journey.

"Just drop me off here."

Roderica dismounted and handed over a gift. "Would you please take this child with you on the journey?"

Obtained the [Soul Jellyfish Ashes] item.

Fulilian nodded. "Thank you for your gift. I wish you a safe return to the Round Table Hall. By the way, is there a place here where I can rest temporarily? I need to sort out today's gains."

"There's a hut in that direction that can shelter you from the wind and rain, but it's said to be dangerous at night, so be careful even if you're strong."

"Let's just say goodbye."

After waving her hand, the silver-haired girl turned around, spurred her horse and galloped away.

Chapter 16: Dead Bird Whisper Bell Hunter

After riding the Torret for a while, a small dilapidated house appeared in front of me. It was leaky on all sides and had a panoramic sunroof.

It happened that a drizzle began to fall, preventing Fulilian from finding another place to stay.

In desperation, she had to use her staff to piece together the floating debris around her. After a lot of effort, she finally made the hut look a little more complete. It was also a good thing she had done, as those who planted trees will enjoy the shade for future generations.

It's dark.

Every time you arrive at a new place, Fulilian will turn on the player's perspective.

You don’t know until you see it, and you will be on guard immediately after seeing it.

The floor was stained with several bloodstains, and after lighting up, the player's figure kept rolling and attacking, and suddenly he fell stiffly, obviously fighting with an enemy.

The white shadow dodges and fights fiercely with the opponent, but it is inevitable to be defeated. There are several similar cases. It can be vaguely inferred that the enemy is humanoid, wielding a weapon such as a large sword, and the frequency of its attacks is not low.

[Be careful, don't stay at night, enemies may invade]

[During the day, there is a combat teacher, Bernal, who can teach you. At night, there will be a bell hunter attack.]

[Dead birds appear at night ahead]

[Remember to get the dropped amulet, it will be very useful for big brother]

[I was just here enjoying the scenery, how come I was suddenly stabbed?]

The constant bombardment of information drew Fulilian's attention. She calmly maintained her magical awareness, scanning her surroundings, appearing relaxed. The enemy must be hiding in the shadows, figuring they could use the cover of night to kill with a single strike. They'd done this many times and were quite skilled at it.

Wait and see.

She continued to pay attention to the performance of the white shadows in the bloodstains, because the extreme disparity in the characters' performance made them very embarrassed and they were taught a bad lesson.

He is obviously a warrior, but after rolling and slashing a few times, he runs out of energy and just stands there gasping for breath. It's really not good.

Similarly, based on Shiro's movements, you can also infer the enemy's movements, which is also very slow, and may even take a few slow steps to give you a chance. So the other players' other mechanisms are very troublesome and disabled.

In comparison, the performance of the character of Furlin is equivalent to the original character, and the enemies are also completely consistent with the settings.

In just a few games, I have encountered many super-sized BOSSes that can easily destroy a city or even a country. As for some of the magnificent landscapes, I am afraid they do not exist in reality.

You can refer to advice but you must be careful to discern it.

The silver-haired girl showed no sign of noticing any danger and untied her luggage from the bundle on Torret's back as usual.

A large number of weapons and equipment have been accumulated around the level after two consecutive wars. The standard models do not need to be retained. Some of them are more suitable to be kept in the blessed space as collections, without taking up normal space.

boom!

A sharp sword suddenly swept towards the back of her head, but the silver-haired girl dodged it easily with a leap as if she had foresight, and turned around to slash with the Fran sword to cut the armor into pieces.

The Lingzhu Hunter didn't expect to meet a tough guy today. His sneak attack failed, and the armor was opened, leaving marks... No, it was cut open. The wound was very painful. You can imagine how powerful the magic sword is.

"How on earth did you find me?"

I have been carrying out sneak attacks here for many years and have never failed. Why am I suddenly unlucky today?

The warrior's intuition told him that the opponent was no ordinary person, and his magic power gradually increased, becoming even more terrifying than before.

I was sweating profusely.

"It's your own fault for being too reckless and misjudging the gap between us and the enemy. You'll have to pay the price."

Before she finished speaking, Fulilian gently stroked the staff and a sharp edge spread out. The weapon formed by the huge magic power condensed into one point was so breathtaking.

Her sharp gaze locked onto the enemy, shield raised, ready to strike. Only then did the Lingzhu Hunter fully understand that the prey had concealed its presence and hadn't displayed its full magical power from the beginning. Could it be that this was to lure him into a trap?

"Don't think you can act recklessly at this level."

"Then why not give it a try?"

"—How shameless!"

Since the other party has issued such a provocation, Fulilian must show enough strength and be serious. As it is the marathon battle on the second day of arriving at the border, she cannot slack off.

Just as she was planning to defend first and then attack as usual, she saw the Lingzhu Hunter turn around and run away.

So the threats were just a diversion? Even now, Fulilian couldn't confirm his intentions. Regardless, she summoned Torret to chase him down, using the horse's swift power to easily catch up to his target.

Both sides moved forward with caution towards each other and did not attack each other for a while.

"Wait, is this direction the Bird of Death?"

Sure enough, a huge bird shaped like a skeleton swooped down from the sky, and the wind created by its wings caused a large number of trees to fall down.

It must be the monster described in the advice, targeting the individual with the strongest magical response as soon as it appeared. However, the Death Bird was not reckless. It flapped its wings and circled to examine its target. Before its main body attacked, the magical power of death was already released.

At that moment, the Lingzhuzi hunter stopped and turned around, rushing over with a big sword in hand, laughing wildly and declaring, "You don't understand this place. I will definitely win."

Lost it!

Freellian displayed exquisite dodging skills in weapon combat, managing to dodge every attack.

When he thought this move was sure to hit, the silver-haired girl showed him that there was still such a gap and such a flaw... It was really disturbing.

The Bell Hunter was furious, constantly pushing her back into the deathly aura spread by the Death Bird. However, her resistance was incredible. She remained motionless and instead restrained her magic power, completely different from her previous fighting style.

Combat skills, Storm Foot!

This was the first time that Fulilian had used her native ability since arriving at the border area. With the addition of magic, the power was even greater. The shock wave caused by her stepping on the ground lifted her up.

How come the scenery in front of me suddenly turned into the air?

The next moment, Lingzhu Hunter felt the magic sword blade cut through his armor, and his proud equipment seemed to be made of paper.

Click!

The blade pierced through his body, instantly freezing it. The pain paralyzed him. He never understood why a mage's combat skills were so powerful. He should have won in a mid-range fight.

He covered his wound and murmured, "To think someone like you would stay in Nimgfu? Humph, I miscalculated."

The severely injured Lingzhu Hunter didn't even have time to witness the bird of death diving down. A little aftermath tore his body apart, causing a bloody rain to spread all over the sky.

Fortunately, he avoided Fulilian's finishing blow, but unfortunately, his life was hanging by a thread.

The monster felt more and more excited as it felt the breath of death. It raised its head and roared in excitement.

At this moment, it stared at the silver-haired girl, vowing to swallow this prey with enormous power into its stomach, no matter how strong or what you are? The only thought in its mind was the predator.

"It's been quite busy today."

The round-the-clock battles that lasted for a whole day did not make Fulilian tired at all. She became more and more courageous and excited as the battle went on. The stargazer character was quickly adapting to the magical environment here.

She accepted the grand welcome from the border area.

……

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Chapter 17 This is a flick knife from Ashina

call!

The bird of death swooped down, its sharp claws brushing against Fulilian's ear before flying away.

His skinny body makes him even faster, faster and faster. He flies in the air, constantly watching for his target on the ground. He has a burning aura of death and looks down on people with an oppressive feeling.

On the other side, the Lingzhu Hunter struggled to get up.

Instinctively seeking advantage and avoiding harm, both powerful creatures understood that they had to eliminate a powerful third party whose magical response was worthy of a joint attack.

They stared at the silver-haired girl one after another, murderous intent in their eyes, which was even more chilling in the cold night.

"Retreat?"

Melina's question was horrified by the scene, fearing the Faded One would be too reckless and suffer a setback. After all, the combination of the Bell and Pearl Hunter and the Bird of Death was no easy task, and outnumbering them presented many uncertainties.

"It won't work. The other party can fly."

"You're quite calm in your judgment. Is there no magic that can cover your retreat?"

"No, because tonight is enough to deal with them, especially the Bird of Death, which carries a precious amulet."

Fulilian held her staff horizontally in one hand, while her other left hand grasped a plain straight sword, but the powerful magical amplification gave it a sharp edge. It wasn't a shield; the emphasis now was on offense.

The change in posture was directly reflected in the pressure, and a surge of magical energy emanated.

Her own strength overwhelmed the spirit of the Bell Hunter and the Bird of Death. It was the spirit of a warrior tempered by thousands of times, indomitable, and with strength extracted from iron and fire.

Even the most incompetent warrior can judge danger.

But they will never let their prey go easily, not to mention that the two sides have become enemies, and the war will not end until one side is completely eliminated.

Tracking Soul Crystal Chunks.

The silver-haired girl suddenly swung her staff and a large number of blue crystal blocks flew into the sky, attacking the Bird of Death directly. The nimble monster flapped its wings to dodge, but unexpectedly the other party still bit its tail.

Damn it, the crystal block is still chasing me.

It's not that it hasn't thought about taking on this round of firepower, but the magic power that Fulilian has infused into it is too terrifying. It can't imagine what will happen if it is hit?

You can't hide or take the attack, so the only option left is to slow down its aggression by constantly moving around.

The birds of death were circling in the sky, crying, while the mages on the ground were still chasing.

"Go to hell."

Seizing the opportunity, the Ring Pearl Hunter charged forward, his greatsword whistling as it slashed, only to hear a crisp ping. A mage had actually blocked the attack with a light, heavyweight weapon. He refused to give in, and the excruciating pain of his wound only fueled his ferocity.

"Now that I have the greatsword, it's you who should hide."

The angry warrior swung his blade continuously, and Fulilian, who had her non-dominant hand, could only block. Her stance caused him to be misaligned every time, and the sound of metal clashing continued to be heard.

No matter how she did it, she couldn't figure out how she did it. What was even more humiliating was that she maintained fire suppression on the Bird of Death.

The messenger who was spreading death from the sky was trapped in the air and could not launch the fatal attack.

Ping Pong Pong!

The silver-haired girl sometimes held her sword horizontally, sometimes held it upright, and sometimes gently tapped the sword's point of impact to deflect it. Her skill was impeccable, reaching the pinnacle of perfection, her pure technique impenetrable.

He admires her so much. If it weren't a life-and-death battle, he would have praised her endlessly.

The battle-hardened Lingzhu Hunters gradually discovered the secret: using their weapons to effectively strike at the weak points of the enemy's weapons to create a block!

He had to be careful, because this move wasn't just for defense. As the weapons clashed, the imbalance accumulated, and there was a risk of a flaw. However, just as he tried to catch his breath and regain his composure, the opponent chased him again, leaving no room for maneuver.

"Hey, what's this technique? Where did it come from?"

"The slingshot sword comes from Ashina country."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, Fulilian slowed down her attack a little and replenished her magic weapons. The reason for delaying for a while was that she wanted to see the style of the masters in the border area.