Frilian at Elden Ring

Melina, who was already feeling worried, almost lost her composure when she heard Frilian's unusual comment.

"Are you relaxed?"

"Yes, all magic, and even most technologies, have logic; they are reversible. We should try to analyze them. There must be a way to eradicate Crimson Corruption, otherwise, we wouldn't feel at ease with such a threat, would we?"

"...Over the years, countless magicians and scholars have studied this. Back then, the god Michaela even tried his best to heal his sister, but all to no avail."

"But soul magic has never been realized in the border area either."

This statement made Melina pause slightly. Indeed, Frilian's achievements were unprecedented and unparalleled, and her influence as a queen was probably no less than that of her.

The soul can be healed? What about crimson decay? Perhaps it really works.

"First, I suggest you seek out corruption magic or prayers, the stronger the better, as they might inspire you."

"I think so."

Just as the two were discussing their next plan, a loud rumble came from beneath their feet, and an astonishing energy reaction emanated from the underground of Stoneville City!

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Chapter 70: Monsters will spawn underground as well.

They can't seem to stay still. Where did this monster come from again?

Frilian and Melina, who had been chatting casually, exchanged a glance and both sensed the commotion.

What the hell?

The former eagerly unleashed its magical perception to quickly track the target, while the latter felt overwhelmed by a constant stream of troubles.

Do those who fade have some kind of trouble-prone constitution? The events that happened in just over a month exceeded those of a thousand years. Indeed, the saying "life is about depth, not length" is very true.

They rushed toward the location from which the loud noise had come.

At the same time, alarm bells rang, and the entire city of Stoneville knew that some kind of monster existed underground. This was not unfamiliar to some veterans, so they quickly evacuated.

"Be careful, there's a rumor that a giant, corrupting tree spirit lives there."

So where did it come from?

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

Fortunately, the siege had just ended, and everyone's tense nerves had not yet relaxed. They maintained a high fighting spirit and quickly moved away from the epicenter of the tremor. There was a large area of ​​ground that had collapsed, with bricks and stones rolling down.

Immediately afterwards, a fiery sword aura rose up and was released with a roar, boiling and scorching hot, making people feel their cheeks burning and suffocating from afar.

No one will forget this symbol of power: Captain Fran.

As the strongest ace under Lady Frilian's command, he single-handedly resisted two Forge Knights, and he is quite famous in the border region. He is also one of the first to ascend. Could there be some powerful enemy? For him to directly use his Captain form, either he is really strong, or he is a very annoying pollution target. Either way, he has to be careful, because this is the city center where a large population gathers.

Then a huge, mournful cry rose up, sharp and painful, seemingly coming from a large man, along with the repulsive stench of death and decay.

Who?

Even the long-time veterans couldn't help but curse Grek for daring to let this thing continue to exist.

The Forge Knights probably knew this too; you guys are all pretty carefree anyway.

Just as everyone was panicking, the silver-haired girl rushed forward and leaped into the collapsed hole, disappearing into the darkness. She was so eager, as if she didn't want to miss it—truly worthy of being their new leader. Since that's the case, there's nothing to worry about anymore. All's settled.

In their eyes, Frilian's strength was already comparable to that of a generation of demigods, not a weak type like Greck, and she had unlimited potential and would definitely be stronger.

However, the guy down there is not to be trifled with either.

Many people had heard about the strange tales and rumors since they arrived in Stoneville, but they never expected that a monster actually existed. It must have developed terrifying power over the years, and it might even be able to destroy the city.

Rumble!

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

At the same time, the player's perspective shows the [Corrupted Tree Spirit] BOSS's health bar, so is this considered a hidden bonus?

Having missed the most intense phase, Captain Fran was now relentlessly pursuing the monster, which was struggling to keep up with its massive plant body and was engulfed in flames, having encountered an elemental disadvantage.

It's just bad luck for it. After all, the Farron Undead Legion despises this kind of contaminant. Once they run into it, they'll never let it go and will make sure it's completely wiped out.

It should have worn away slowly.

But the contaminated tree roots are constantly supplying energy to the monsters; on one side are the undead, and on the other side are the constantly resurrecting ones.

A tug-of-war ensued, with the Franz warriors having the upper hand on the branches, which might delay the fight a bit longer.

This is probably a consequence of the war between demigods.

Frillie guessed that the Corrupted Tree Spirit wouldn't normally be so violent, but because her battle with Grek had alarmed everyone, it felt a great sense of crisis and kept absorbing energy from the tree roots, causing its size to expand rapidly and eventually reach a new level...

call!

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

She quickly dodged, only to find that her right hand, which had only been touched for a moment, showed signs of decay. A chill ran through her, a feeling she had experienced 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 decaying tree spirits; it's more polluted and more tenacious."

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

Before she could finish speaking, Frilian had already repaired the damage from the sudden death attack. After all, she had seen it too many times and knew it like the back of her hand.

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

"You must be careful. It may have absorbed different energies and is growing into a special new monster. It's best to stop its evolution as soon as possible."

During her travels in the borderlands, Melina frequently witnessed monsters come into contact with inexplicable things and change, transforming into other troublesome creatures. The examples were countless; the problem lay in the sheer number of dangerous factors.

The corrupt tree spirit, which had failed to strike, was caught off guard by the captain who stepped on its roots.

Can't move!

It immediately considered severing the branches, but a seasoned warrior only needs to seize a moment; a flaming greatsword flies through the air, cleaving a trench, accompanied by the monster's piercing screams. But it didn't give up; countless vines swept around it.

With a series of snapping sounds, the Radiant Sword Array targeted each tree spirit one by one, its sharp blades slicing through them with a single, gentle stroke, creating a protective shield that rendered all the tree spirit's attacks ineffective.

Damn, how could this happen?

Its primitive level of intelligence also made it furious and felt offended. How dare this mere demi-human dare to do this?

Little did they know that Frilian's magical precision had reached an even higher level.

A large amount of runes that escaped when Grek was defeated were all used to enhance her attributes, making her Stargazer account in this world much stronger.

Easily master those kinds of magics that were not originally easy for her to use.

Otherwise, she would have acted cautiously and strategically, but now she's taking the initiative to attack. Of course, another major reason is that she can't allow the enemy to continue wreaking havoc in the city center, as the losses would be too great to handle, nor can she allow unnecessary casualties among her Faded comrades.

Protect my Stoneville.

Whoosh!

Kalia's Swift Sword swelled into a long rainbow, swiftly slicing through the Corrupted Tree Spirit with Frilian's exquisite moves, yet the target itself remained unharmed.

It immediately let out a dry laugh, mocking Zhuntou, but the next moment it found that all connections with the main root had been severed, and even the transmission of corrupting energy had been interrupted.

It was the powerful magic that completely evaporated the cross-section, making it impossible for the spirit to replenish itself in a short period of time.

Enraged, the tree spirit unleashed another round of death breath storm.

Go die already!

Having already taken precautions, Frilian naturally wouldn't leave any room for maneuver and easily dodged. At the same time, Captain Fran charged forward, fearlessly attacking the target despite the sudden death damage, all while under the cover of crystal scattering.

Whenever the tree spirits tried to restrict the captain's high mobility with their entanglement, the crystal blocks would break the individual vines.

If they want to attack the rear where Frillian is, the captain will even transform back into her multi-person form to protect her, forming a human wall to firmly block her with fire support.

This was their first time working as a team.

However, it brought the cooperation between mages and warriors to its extreme, as if they had already traversed countless battlefields, and perhaps enemies and allies could indeed transform into each other.

Even without using their full strength, they were still being suppressed by two demigod-level powerhouses, and the situation quickly became clear.

The Corrupted Tree Spirits, retreating steadily, were unable to mount an effective attack. The captain turned around and gave Frillie a wink. Because Frillie's regenerative abilities would take time to truly eliminate, they should first check on the wounded, since they were not immortal.

"I don't think I'll need to provide support."

On the other side, Neferi was helping the injured Roger; perhaps help was needed here more than on the front lines.

She came to their side and saw that the wounds were very serious and contaminated.

After shaking his head, Roger sighed, "Curiosity kills the devil. This leg of mine might be ruined. You all have to be careful; those are tree roots infected by the aura of the Dead Ones that flowed here..."

"Don't worry, I'll prepare for treatment right away. Depending on the nature of the contamination, there may be pain, so please bear with it."

"Don't waste your energy. Actually, I've been trying to save myself, but neither potions nor magic, nor prayers have worked."

hum!

Before he could finish speaking, the magic of sunlight healing was released, simultaneously removing the polluting power from the wound—a miracle that even death could not shake.

After years of research and eclectic modifications, Frilian's [Sunlight Healing] is now vastly different. Compared to the Dark Souls world, it emphasizes brute force, eliminating whatever it is before healing, which can easily cause pain.

Many forms of magic are difficult to analyze, but can be understood. Understanding is recognizing; simply exclude the recognizable parts.

Clearing negative attributes is also a unique skill.

Because in battle, one frequently faces all sorts of environments—poison, frostbite, pollution… the list goes on—and in reality, fighting demons often comes with only one life; a slight misstep could be fatal. Compared to offensive capabilities, mages, generally known for high attack but low defense, need to compensate for this weakness. Therefore, the demand for healing magic is very high, and it's the most powerful type of magic available; this level of skill is certainly not an issue here.

Roger watched in shock as the festering, twisted wound rapidly healed, and his numb leg was reborn.

"Thank you very much. I now owe you a huge favor."

"It's alright, we can talk about polite things later. The key is the information you have. If you can offer magic or combat skills as a reward, that would be even better."

“Of course you can. Also, Neferi next to me is Sir Hundred Wisdom’s goddaughter. She can recommend the Exchange Magic to you. You should get along well with that elder of the Round Table.”

Frillie's undisguised demands actually brought a knowing smile to the two faded individuals.

Very pure.

The Round Table Hall is now rife with intrigue and backstabbing, a far cry from its former glory. More and more mediocre members are joining, so hopefully the arrival of new people will bring a breath of fresh air. Before becoming a member of the Round Table, she was first the King of Fragments.

Just as the group was talking, a loud bang was heard, and Captain Fran's greatsword pierced a hole in the tree spirit's body.

Not only that, the wound was still on fire.