Frillian in the Elden Ring

What appeared in the ultra-large-scale perception was indeed a soft teardrop-like life form, so why did it give me a feeling of strength?

The ability to make Fulilian believe that there is danger requires at least the level of a top hero.

She raised the corners of her mouth and said, "There's a teardrop creature up ahead with a good foundation and a strong aura. If it's truly qualified, it might make an excellent candidate for flesh material."

"The technology of Eternal City is indeed special. Let's give it a try."

"Then we have to aim for capture. Completely restraining it without severely injuring a powerful individual is quite difficult. I need to prepare a little..."

The soul-summoning bell kept shaking.

However, he did not summon any hardcore warriors, but absorbed Fulilian's enhanced magic stacking status one after another.

That’s right, the tactic is to win by numbers, especially since we just got the large shield soldiers.

The usage mentioned in the advice inspired Fulilian. Yes, the Legion of Ashes can serve as an excellent encirclement net to finally capture the target.

nailed it.

It was hard not to be powerful with a multitude of specialized strengthening spells stacked on top of it. Even she was excited to feel the joyful souls within. Perhaps one day, a boss would need to summon several ashes to join the battle.

For example, when fighting against the evil omen demon Markit, there were not only clashes between demigods but also fights between the personal guards.

"Melina, please use the little golden tree more often later."

"clear."

"I mean indiscriminate treatment, regardless of whether they are friendly or enemy. The latter cannot be too seriously injured. And healing itself is a step in cultivating magical compatibility."

"Will it be a bit difficult? This tactic is too difficult to control."

"No matter how strong it is, this is one of the biggest goals of this trip and we must take it down."

It was rare for Fulilian to show such determination. She kept increasing the difficulty and pressure just to obtain a possible ideal teardrop life form. Even Melina felt touched.

She always remembered to find a body for the witch, and always kept it in her mind, investing whatever resources she had.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the experimental projects related to the Magic Academy, no one knows how much money has been spent. Fortunately, the Fragment King is rich and has the revived territory to support him, otherwise so many magics could not be researched.

Without waiting for her advice to prepare more partners, he ran over impatiently and crossed the corridor of the ruins.

The piles of gravel on both sides of the road seemed to indicate danger.

There is no bridge connecting to the distance except the one under our feet. In a sense, it is the only way to go, so a battle is inevitable.

So many advices on earth?

She frowned at the layers of text, her intuition telling her that things weren't going to be easy, as countless players had warned her. But getting spoilers ahead of time wasn't her style; she'd have to fight it out to see what was happening.

hum!

The moment the silver-haired girl stepped through the door, a murderous aura came.

At this moment, she had a Luther Staff and a Moon Shadow Knife, a standard high-end game plan, and was ready for battle.

A teardrop appeared in front of him. It was larger than the average size, had a stronger breath, and was full of vitality. Such a strong foundation was undoubtedly good news.

But a turning point occurred:

The bionic teardrop began to twist, reshape, and change, imitating the posture of the uninvited guest to create a body. The whole body was light-colored but the appearance was exactly the same as Fulilian. Even the weapons were no exception and were all copied.

No, let’s go back to the Tomb of the Scattered King!

Fulilian frowned and did not take action immediately.

The opponent was also quite patient, simply maintaining a roving standoff, their auras colliding without engaging in combat. However, she was already applying magical stacking statuses to herself, and the enemy seemed unaware of this.

In Melina's eyes, it was like two Frilliens were dancing together, and the scene was very strange.

bell!

After the Soul Summoning Bell was shaken, a legion of ashes appeared. Almost at the same time, the teardrop finally moved, and the Moon Shadow Knife suddenly released an arc of light.

Fulilian blocked with her knife, using the same move and the same force.

My hands are numb, but that’s not bad.

Some of his attributes have indeed been restored, even some of his techniques, which are somewhat similar to the imitation mechanism of the Water Mirror Demon, so he needs to be more prepared.

For example, now, the ashes of the big shield soldiers, the headless knights, the ancestors, the powerful soldiers and Letina appeared one by one, as if a team surrounded the target, with great momentum, giving people a sense of military pressure.

They stand like a wall and are as strong as a rock.

Broom star!

The teardrop used pyroxene magic to hit the headless knight's shield hard. The latter took half a step back and finally blocked it.

Then it swung its Moon Hidden Blade, its blade closing in, and slashed across. In the nick of time, the soldiers with large shields held their ground, but with a resounding clang, they were sent flying backwards, the force so frightening.

If Fulilian hadn't been using strengthening magic in the back, there might have been losses.

"The power is not small, the upper limit of replication should be relatively high."

The silver-haired girl looked delighted.

He simply put away his magic. After all, all his moves were full of destructive power, and it was easy to cause accidental injuries. Breaking bottles and jars was not a good idea, so he might as well keep it.

This is a good time to test the Legion of Ashes and suppress the Teardrop Replicas by numbers.

She took the initiative to avoid it, simply staying behind the Ashes Legion, allowing the summons to perform, just as a test of the enemy's strength. Otherwise, if the performance was too poor, there would be no point in providing Melina with material for creating flesh, and it would be better to kill it.

Stormy Foot!

The teardrop suddenly stomped on the ground, sending out an ice storm, freezing the already heavy shield soldiers in the front row.

The chance to win has arrived.

The clone leaped over the headless knight's shoulders and shot out ancient dead souls with the staff in his hand, which immediately killed the powerful and idle soldiers and wolves, who were severely injured and on the verge of disappearing.

Its power is greater than Fulilian expected. The real difference is not in its overall strength, but in its more complete intelligence.

At the critical moment, Melina picked up a small golden tree with both hands and planted it.

Golden branches extended from the ground, forming a trunk, and then climbed high into the sky, spreading their fingers and holding up an umbrella of glory.

Bits of stardust are scattered.

At the same time, Fulilian also used the enhancement. The two worked together to restore the ash that was almost on the verge of death to full health. Even the clone felt that the magic power had recovered a little, and it was healed without distinction.

So it launched a stronger attack and rushed forward.

"Are you sure this will work?"

Melina said uneasily, "If we allow the tears to continue to cause trouble, this army of ashes will not be able to hold on. After all, the prototype is you, and you have too many abilities."

"It's okay, the Ashes Legion's formation is just about to begin."

Fleuryllian spoke with conviction.

Before he could finish his words, the Headless Horseman, who had recovered, swung his weapon to fight with the clone. As one of the legendary ashes, his fighting power was amazing.

The rest of the large shield soldiers also found a rhythm to surround the scene and together with the surrounding ordinary soldiers, they held the enemy at bay.

At this moment, Letina drew her bow and drew her arrow.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow hit the teardrop.

The skill of the Platinum Son's magic archer was well-deserved. The enemy was first injured by this arrow, which went straight into the neck.

The clone paused, a look of surprise on its face, as if it had not expected to be attacked suddenly.

Far and accurate.

However, it quickly rolled over to avoid the pursuit of the headless knight, and at the same time pulled out the arrow that was stuck in its body. It took the opportunity to receive a healing magic, shrugged its shoulders and recovered as before.

His recovery speed is worthy of being the best healing mage in the border area.

"I've never seen you suffer such a vital injury. Can you act so carelessly as if you were injured?"

Melina was surprised at the endurance that Teardrop had shown just now. Although Letina's arrow had shot into his neck, he dodged it nimbly and didn't feel any serious damage at all.

Fulilian nodded seriously.

"Actually, my body is quite special. Just understand that there are no critical hits to my vital parts."

It was hard for her to say what the fusion of her body and the power of the ancient gods meant. In fact, even if she didn't actively use healing magic, she would be able to recover from her injuries after being out of combat for a long time, not to mention the continuous nourishment of the cherry dragon blood.

A mere bionic teardrop certainly can't be replicated, but some of its characteristics are retained.

Difficult to handle.

As they chatted, movement appeared on the battlefield. Gravity magic, called Star, sucked the ash soldiers away, overturning them all. Losing its balance, it grabbed its Moon Shadow Blade, charged into the enemy formation, and wielded arcs of light, a beautiful blue thread flowing through.

In an instant, all the wolves were wiped out. Don't even think about harassing them by using your low-position advantage. This is an instant kill under absolute power. Go back to the Soul Summoning Bell.

The sword continued to rush towards Letina with undiminished momentum.

At the critical moment, she raised her longbow to block, and with a dull bang, they both took a step back. However, due to her inconvenient legs and feet, she was half-kneeling on the ground, which exposed her weakness.

The next move is coming.

Suddenly, a beam of pyroxene magic flew out from the side, forcing the clone to roll over to avoid it. The power was too strong, and its intuition told it that any attempt to take it head-on would result in serious injury, so it had to stay away.

Fulilian put down her staff with a gloomy face, thinking that this guy was moving faster.

"Sorry, I almost held you back."

"It doesn't matter. Just keep the current pace and suppress the enemy."

Although the wolf's ashes have returned to the bell, the magic that is unique to the teardrop is fading. Therefore, its endurance is not as exaggerated as it appears. Ultimately, it lacks soul, like a rootless duckweed.

Just keep consuming until she is exhausted. Anyway, she wants to be steady and finish without causing too much damage.

Crack!

This time, Teardrop changed his tactics and grasped a golden lightning in his hand, ready to strike with a lightning spear.

The light is galloping, the straight lightning is shooting, and the light rain blooms along the way.

The Dullahan was the first to react, bracing his shield with both arms as he charged head-on. The two energies refused to yield, roaring and clashing. A lightning shockwave erupted from them, leaving a crater beneath their feet, a charred mess.

A little more force and the bridge would have collapsed.

After the blow, the Dullahan stood frozen in place, his body crackling with sparks. He had underestimated the destructive power of the paralysis attribute. Now under control, he couldn't help for a while.

Fortunately, Letina's arrows kept accurately chasing Teardrop, making it afraid to move forward to finish him off.

The archers of the ancestral people also suppressed them diligently.

The remaining soldiers who reacted quickly moved forward and covered each other. The layered formation made it impossible for the clones to find any flaws.

Something bad happened.

If we continue to drag it out, the tolerance rate will become lower and lower, and something will go wrong sooner or later.

The fact that the lightning spear just now missed meant that pure fire suppression might not work, because this hateful big-shield headless knight has been getting in the way and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Teardrop waved his staff and picked up several rock balls from the ground, which continued to accelerate under the gravity magic.

The main body flew into the air and turned into a meteor, streaking across the underground starry sky with smoke, dust and fire rain. It circled and overlooked the earth, carrying up one rock after another to accumulate strength.

The ashes on the ground quickly scattered.

"I didn't expect it to learn this trick."

Melina murmured, "The creations of the Eternal City are truly miraculous."

"Stay away, its target is not the Ashes Legion."

Fulilian gave a warning and jumped onto a tall pillar. Almost at the same time, the meteor shower that had been circling in the sky for a long time fell.

boom!

Leading the charge was the largest and brightest meteor from the teardrop itself, smashing into the headless horseman and drowning him, obliterating him in a single encounter. Several companion stars, centered around it, also visited, trailing flaming tails and bombarding him one after another.

What was the base of the Ashes Legion just a moment ago has now completely collapsed and fallen into the abyss.

Directly below is the meteorite disaster that destroyed civilization. The dark pit swallows everything, including these ashes that were caught off guard.

The bridge collapsed and a dark wind rose.

The mighty roar seemed to reawaken the ancient ruins of a city. The corridor, which had endured for ages, finally collapsed into the abyss, carrying the ashes with it. Furthermore, the flames of the magical super-speed friction rushed in, seemingly annihilating them all.

Gravity ball.

In an instant, Freellian used gravity to pull the ashes of Letina, the Headless Knight and others who already had the ability to protect themselves, and the others had to be taken back because the formation had been destroyed.