Frilian at Elden Ring

Before having clear means of control, Frilian did not intend to abuse the Ionian Flower, since there were other legion-level magics available.

As long as you have the strength, that's fine.

"Miriadelle, I'm going to start researching barrier magic, at least to set up a defense line for the village. You need to help too. The reward is some newly discovered wine recipes, how about it?"

"Alright, alright, I'll go to your workshop right away."

"If we call on other mages, we might discover someone with barrier-setting talent. I need to set up some detection traps around here first. See you later."

The two sides have collaborated many times, and their cooperation is seamless and tacit.

The so-called brewing recipe is nothing more than some local specialties from the border region; even collectors wouldn't overlook such everyday trivia. Besides, it's just a pretext; Milie Adele will help him no matter what.

The elven village is a bit slow-paced, but it's united enough, which is better than the demons who are always outwardly united but inwardly divided.

A silver-haired girl walked out of the village gate.

Without any transition, there is only a dense forest, lush and green, stretching to the other side of the horizon, magnificent and beautiful...

Unfortunately, flames were burning at the very edge, and wisps of smoke occasionally drifted by—the aftermath of the demon army's pursuit of humans. Clearly, they had confirmed the general direction of their target.

General Azart, who is under the command of the Demon King, is not the type to give up easily. In addition to targeting the elves, he also has the mission of conquering territories, which will definitely cause a bloody massacre in the surrounding area. It is only a matter of time before he arrives at the elven village.

attack?

Frilian prefers a defensive counter-attacking strategy to this.

Reality is different from the game, where there is room for free attack. With the Elf Village behind her, she still hopes to take advantage of her home field, such as by setting traps.

Frilian walked around the village, setting up spells that could identify and detonate demons. These spells included, but were not limited to, crystal scattering, Farron arrow rain, and radiant magic pebbles.

It also contains a variety of attributes such as curses, poisons, fire, and frostbite.

A hasty attack would certainly result in heavy losses.

Whenever she passed through a place, the spells there would begin to disappear or even vanish, merging with nature as if they had never existed, leaving no trace, quietly waiting.

The technique of concealing magical energy was also used in traps, making them undetectable to ordinary mages.

It would be even more difficult if the enemy adopted a large-scale marching mode. Regardless of whether they were flying or not, as long as there were a large number of them, they would definitely trigger the corresponding traps, and even if they didn't die, they would be severely injured.

"almost."

After taking a look around, Frillie nodded in satisfaction. At least she had some defensive measures, which was better than leaving the area wide open.

Besides, setting traps is not the style of a mage. Even if demons use ambushes, they will eventually have a head-on battle and would not easily think of using traps.

She felt no psychological burden; when dealing with inhuman monsters, there was no need to consider the consequences, she could just attack without hesitation. The battlefield was about using any means necessary, and correspondingly, she was prepared to deal with all sorts of underhanded tactics.

"It's time to organize our gear and get ready."

Now, Frilian can materialize some of the amulets into reality. Although each account can only carry a limited number of items, the combined value is considerable.

You can only attack if you defend well.

"Once the barrier magic improves and we clean up the demons, we can leave for a while."

For elves, finding a fellow elf who stays home all day is easy, especially since Seria, with her great reputation, shouldn't be difficult. They can take it one step at a time; time is never an issue.

After the research plan was officially decided, she got busy.

The barrier development was led by himself and Millie Adele, initially covering several high grounds around the village with the initial stage.

They worked in the workshop for two days and two nights to produce the first batch of prototypes. Everything should be tested first.

The day finally arrived for practice.

Frilian, holding the engraved magic stone, arrived at the small hill next to the Presence Point. From a tactical point of view, this high vantage point was likely to become a contested area. If building a fortress would be too conspicuous, then a barrier would be a better choice.

boom!

She first launched a light attack on the barrier in her hand, which successfully defended against the attack.

"I just don't know what it will look like when magnified."

Millie Adele shrugged. "Let's make it clear beforehand that we're all beginners, so some imperfections are highly likely."

"Don't worry, I'm not a very strict person. Experiments always have both right and wrong results, and they all count as experience."

The silver-haired girl carefully placed the magic marks on each one.

I've heard that among the demon sages, there are those skilled in creating barriers, said to be indestructible and capable of affecting a wide area—that's a truly profound level. In contrast, the two elven girls could only take their time, carefully marking and connecting the various points of contact on a small hill.

hum!

With a magical sound signifying the completion of the circuit construction, a massive, self-operating totem was formed, just one step away from completion.

Frilian immediately activated the spell.

Sure enough, a ring of light rose from beneath my feet, rapidly spreading as if a bubble had been inflated, eventually forming a semi-circular dome that sheltered the area. Initially, its distorted light was quite noticeable, but it quickly disappeared.

In addition to barrier magic, there are also some minor illusions, which complement each other and are sufficient for basic defense.

"We made it!"

Millie Adele was thrilled.

It was rare that she found interest in something other than alcohol, and she was full of enthusiasm for the gradually rising barrier, as if a thirst for knowledge had been rekindled.

At this moment, Frilian, whose long hair was being blown by the magical wind, also smiled. Her dress billowed, making her look beautiful. Even among elves, she could be considered beautiful. More importantly, her otherworldly temperament pulled her out of the alcohol.

The villagers nearby waved and cheered when they saw them. Everyone knew what the two were doing and was genuinely happy. It's rare to see elves who care so much about their fellow countrymen these days.

"Thank you for your support, Adele. Now we can settle them in different parts of the village."

"I did not do anything."

"You go back first, I still have some experiments to do."

Upon hearing this, the elven girl, who had originally planned to suggest drinking to celebrate, pursed her lips, gave a warning to be careful, and then strode away.

Although slightly disappointed, she never held onto unpleasant feelings; she forgot them as soon as she looked at them. Since her old friend planned to conduct some experiments alone, she'd let Frilline do it; they were most likely things she should stay away from—dangerous ones, after all.

Millie Adele was right, because which is stronger, the defense of the barrier magic or the corrosive power of the crimson corruption? It's an interesting question.

When no one was around, the silver-haired girl raised a defensive barrier with her left hand.

Thunder magic of destruction!

Red Lotus Karmic Fire Magic!

In reality, Frilian's commonly used attack methods have the effect of legion battles and are very easy to use, but they are greatly reduced when facing defenses. Someone of her level can often defend accurately.

So it's no wonder that battles between mages often devolve into shooting beams at each other—it's just highly efficient.

"Breaking through a barrier requires more magic power, just like dealing with a magic barrier. Therefore, people tend to use quick, large-scale entities to solve the problem... Is there another way to bypass the defense directly?"

First, she caught a pheasant, wrapped it in a defensive barrier, and then tried attacking it with a vengeful spirit from the Dark Souls world.

Gah!

Suddenly, the pheasant let out a mournful cry and collapsed dead. Although its body still had a trace of life force, it showed no mental response and was just an empty shell, its soul severely damaged.

"I've been working for the past few days to align my soul magic with the rules of reality, and I've succeeded!"

"Soul healing should also be effective, but it's incomplete after the attack. If we use the same mimicry ability from the Dark Souls world to mimic a fake complete soul, will the repaired soul also affect the physical body?"

Without further ado, the technique was activated.

A moment later, the mountain chicken managed to stand up, but its body swelled and twisted into a strange ball of flesh, which was disgusting. Even the result of the experiment was full of ghostly reeking.

"If this mimicry is controllable and reversible, is there a way to create a kind of transformation magic, such as mimicking a dragon's soul to temporarily transform the body into a dragon form? Perhaps we could refer to the process of a Dragon Eater transforming into a dragon?"

A new idea popped into Frillie's mind and her eyes lit up.

In fact, using intelligent life to transform one's own soul is the most efficient method, but it is even more outrageous than performing brain surgery on oneself. If one is not careful, one can easily become neither human nor ghost, which is not worth the loss.

We must continue to improve soul magic; currently, it only focuses on attack and target acquisition, and we should put the modification of the domain on hold for now.

Today's topic is testing defenses, so let's move on to the next item:

flowering.

A scarlet flower bud appeared in Frilian's hand and then adhered to the defensive barrier. The new experimental pheasant on the other end still showed scarlet signs of decay, and even mutated into a new life form, which was better than a failed soul.

"Viewing scarlet putrefaction as pollution or erosion is academic laziness; it's more like creating another ecosystem that clashes too much with the original one and cannot coexist harmoniously."

"In any case, this adds another armor-piercing option."

With new ideas constantly emerging, Frilian decided to continue researching the barrier and testing the spear's performance with the shield, which she was sure would be very beneficial.

……

Several days later, on the outskirts of the forest.

A defeated human army fled in panic, not daring to stop for a moment, panting as they retreated into the dense forest ahead.

Screams echoed from behind, blood and flesh flying everywhere, limbs severed. It was the demons relentlessly pursuing them. Even after the main battlefield had been shattered and disintegrated, these monsters continued their chase to secure their gains.

Begging for mercy is useless; the other party shows no mercy and is a pure killing machine.

The survivors had only one thought left: to escape.

Unable to launch any effective offensive, they could only try to maintain distance. Falling behind by even a step could mean the difference between life and death, and ordinary soldiers simply couldn't last a single round.

The leader of the demon pursuers said coldly, "An army without organization is just a flock of lambs to the slaughter. What's the point of delaying? Hurry up, the general has ordered us to take care of the enemy as soon as possible."

"As ordered."

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

The human army had already suffered a crushing defeat in the 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 blood, screams, and pleas for mercy, and they were on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"We can't escape, we're doomed, why haven't we received any reinforcements yet?"

"Forget about it. Fire a signal flare to warn anyone who can see it that there are demons active here, and they must get away—"

"Fight them."

Some soldiers, having exhausted all other options, faced the enemy head-on, then turned and engaged the demon pursuers in a fierce battle, both sides suffering heavy wounds amidst the flashing blades.

Although they inflicted some damage on the enemy, the insignificant human army posed little threat and quickly collapsed completely, leaving no survivors and utter silence.

At this moment, the demons suddenly noticed a group of people approaching. It was a red-robed mage chieftain, wearing light armor, who was none other than Azart, one of the demon generals.

His magical aura was fully revealed, and a pillar of light almost as thick as his body rose up. Upon seeing this, the demons bowed and reported the inevitable pursuit.

"Very good, now the human forces operating in the surrounding area have been cleared out."