Frillian in the Elden Ring

Melina behind him also stuck her head out to look.

"With the strength you possessed in easily taking out the tree guards, dealing with some of the garrisoned troops shouldn't be a problem."

"Caution comes first."

The newcomer, the Fading One, despite possessing unpredictable strength, preferred to proceed cautiously, seemingly enjoying the process of advancement. She declined to comment on this, stating that everyone had their own style. The silver-haired girl, having reached her current level, possessed her own strengths, and it was up to her partner to judge.

Little did she know that Fulilian began to observe the bloodstains, white shadows and advice that only she could see, and when she was in doubt, she would look to other players for advice.

Although she was well aware of the differences in gameplay between the two sides, hers was more realistic while the other side was restricted by various mechanisms, it did not prevent it from serving as a warning.

[There are many monsters ahead, be careful of being surrounded, it is best to clear heavy units remotely]

[Brothers at the front of the level, I have brought new goods]

[Bro thought the weapon dropped by the boss must be very powerful, but after comparing it with his brothers, he realized it was just a toy]

【Welcome to the World Shooting Range】

Although the soldiers at the front of the checkpoint never left, thanks to A-Tai, he was able to see the charm of various places at the border and broaden his horizons.

【Real Home】

Then Fulilian began to observe the bloodstains everywhere. Even if she didn't check it herself, she could see the movements of the white shadows just by looking at them from a distance. As always, they liked to roll around, as if doing so would give them an invincible frame.

Why doesn't she have a roll invincibility check? But as a compensation, the character has extremely high mobility.

Unlike the white shadows in front of him, each of them was as slow as a disabled person, losing strength after moving a few times, and nothing like the powerful King Elden, who even had some cases of failure.

Several players were killed by weapons they were not familiar with.

Although the above-mentioned inferior equipment was unheard of, Fulilian secretly remembered the recognizable and bizarre shape and closed the pit early.

Reject flashy weapons.

The staff is more convenient to use, and the left hand can be used with two staffs, shields, marks, etc. The ever-changing and efficient means without lacking direct lethality are in line with her aesthetics.

So Fulilian memorized a few of the more special weapons, such as the highly recognizable red sword, which was not very clear in details but was wrapped with thousands of poisonous snakes.

It is truly extraordinary that it can wield flames and gain vitality.

According to players, it is called the "Wheelchair Series". Once you get it, you can start the simple mode and kill people indiscriminately.

Of course, the so-called wheelchair is based on low performance. There are many options like Freellian who can run and jump without breathing. Some seemingly powerful weapons may be meaningless to you. Ultimately, it depends on practice.

"...We've seen enough. Torret, let's go. Melina, hold on tight, it's going to be bumpy."

Hearing this, the cloaked girl hugged her slender waist, and then the spirit horse suddenly leaped up, appearing from the main road openly, charging straight to the front of the checkpoint.

Woo!

The sound of the trombone represents an early warning.

Greg's soldiers immediately went on alert, relying on the tent's defensive fortifications to prepare to strike the enemy. They'd killed countless foolish Faded Ones in the past, most of them insignificant, but today a lone fool appeared?

However, they realized something was wrong the next moment, and very quickly!

It was clearly a white figure galloping on horseback, easily avoiding the bows and crossbows, like a stream of light, agile and unstoppable.

Even though they were a hundred meters away, the Grek soldiers' minds were filled with alarm bells, their hair stood on end, and a chill ran through their hearts. This was because the silver-haired girl's gaze swept over each of them, locking onto them.

Fran arrow rain!

In an instant, soul arrows condensed continuously in the air, spreading out in a fan shape, and were infused with a considerable degree of magic power to strengthen each one so that it was enough to break armor.

The first batch has hit the target.

Even though the soldiers were wearing armor, their armor was pierced, and a big hole was left in the explosion of flesh and blood.

Because of the attack speed and large area, Frelian often uses this move. Her proficiency and precise magic operation have almost transformed magic, and she can even make certain roundabout tracking effects according to her thoughts.

So what if it's a large shield? It still goes around and penetrates.

The suppression from the Fran rain of arrows made the soldiers unable to raise their heads, and a gap had appeared in the front row, making it difficult to continue.

A hundred or so soldiers appeared in the tent in the distance, leading some miscellaneous troops. They were worthy of being the army guarding the light card of Stonewell City, and their scale was indeed qualified.

"Come again."

As Fulilian waved her staff, the seemingly ordinary rain of Fran arrows mutated, rising into the air in a fan-shaped shape of hundreds of meters, covering the camp, and then they fell down with a whoosh.

This wasn't a truncated battle limited by the gameplay of the White Shadow players; it was a true clash of magical powers at the borderland.

The Grek soldier who was just barely alive was killed by a finishing blow.

The remaining survivors and the people in the distance finally learned their lesson and used their shields to block some of the weakening soul arrows.

Take this opportunity to regroup, stand shoulder to shoulder to form a wall, and prepare for a siege.

Fulilian, who rode up on horseback, had a stern look in her eyes. She had to admire their organization. They must have witnessed many great powers before, which was why they made a reasonable judgment in this critical moment. It was correct, but they had misjudged the difference in strength.

Fran quick sword!

The silver-haired girl stroked the staff and it suddenly grew sharper and sharper, becoming unstoppable. In her other hand, she switched to a long weapon that was also enchanted with magic, and dual-wielded the Fran swords.

Although she specialized in mages, she never gave up on the rigorous discipline she possessed to adapt to different combat strategies. Fighting from a distance taught her little and made it easy to misjudge her opponent's strength; only by charging into battle could she truly understand herself and her enemy.

The spirit horse neighed and accelerated further, and its evasive movements gave the enemy no chance to aim.

The Greg soldiers behind the line lost sight of them without paying attention. Where did they go?

No.

The wind whistled in my ears, and I saw a silver-haired girl with an indifferent expression.

It had already arrived in front of him, and a light blue magic sword blade swept across. Any soldier it touched immediately fell to the ground with blood splattering. It had the same powerful ability to break armor and formations.

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Chapter 11 Mount & Blade

Fulilian seemed reckless when she charged into the army, but in fact her impenetrable sword dance left no loopholes at all.

Click!

The perfected Flan sword sometimes lengthened and sometimes widened, making it impossible for the opponent to judge the attack distance, and the Grek soldiers were beheaded before they could defend themselves.

He single-handedly defeated the most elite troops in the front row.

An army's vanguard might not be the strongest, but it must be of great value. After all, they must face the enemy head-on and are the anchor of the formation. Now they are wavering, falling to the ground and creating a gap.

"Torret, hurry up, let's jump over directly."

Before he finished speaking, the spirit horse jumped over the defense line formed by the large shield soldiers, exposing the vulnerable back row.

Without the vanguard to bear the pressure, the ordinary soldiers retreated one after another under Fulilian's magical sword. Moreover, the rain of Fran's arrows continued to cover the area, taking care of both medium and long ranges, and striking from all angles without any blind spots.

One can imagine the chaos in the camp, with people and horses falling to the ground, shouting, cursing, and the sound of collapsed and broken baggage.

"Stay away, everyone."

"You idiots, why don't you run away now?"

"Report this to Lord Greg quickly."

Despite the panic, the soldiers still maintained a certain degree of organization and tried to leave the battlefield.

Fulilian didn't have time to chase and kill them for the time being, so she just had to get rid of the one in front of her first. Now that the legion had lost its threatening formation, they began to trample and damage each other.

To be honest, she had very little experience in large-scale battlefield combat, mainly because some of her large-scale destructive magic was sealed and inconvenient to use, so she had to resort to this desperate measure of charging into battle.

Every time you enter a new game world, most of the means accumulated in the previous round of games will be sealed and gradually unlocked as the character of this game becomes stronger.

Of course, the power of the main body is the least restricted. For example, the Dark Souls character cannot use the Fran Sword, but the main body can.

So we have to harvest Rune.

[Gerrick's Soldier's Ashes] have been obtained and can be summoned.

The sudden reminder startled Fulilian, and she hurriedly spurred herself away from the center of the battlefield to examine the new ashes. Could it be that she could command these two Grek soldiers?

"Sometimes at the border, defeated people can turn into ashes and fight alongside you. Try using them. Your powerful soul is more than enough to unleash their power beyond imagination."

Melina's voice suggested from behind the saddle, with a hint of anticipation.

jingle.

As the soul-calling bell rang, pieces of ashes were spread on the ground with a beautiful and melodious melody, and then stood upright.

Ashes of scattered wolves, 3 wolves.

Wandering ashes of the powerful, 5 light units with weapons.

The ashes of Grek's soldiers, 2 fully armored soldier units.

There were a total of 10 units standing around Torret. With her vision, Frelian knew that this was not enough, so she did not hesitate to use the magic of "strengthening undead units" from reality, just like the effect of the wolf pack experiment.

They were suddenly surrounded by light, roaring towards the sky, and all their attributes were increased in a short period of time while retaining their original sanity.

Charge again!

Fulilian was still the sharpest thorn in the vanguard army, but this time she deliberately slowed down her speed so as not to be separated from the veteran warriors and advance in formation.

Even if there was a speed flaw, it didn't mean the panicked Grek soldiers could take advantage of it.

It's more like their morale is practically shattered. After all, how could they possibly fight after witnessing the silver-haired girl using bone ashes? A true puppet unit, fearless of death, pain, and tireless... There's simply no way around it.

Unless they kill the ashes, that is, destroy their own health, the problem is that they no longer have the manpower to do so.

In the eyes of the stationed troops, 11 men and one horse were simply a large army.

"Everyone retreat!"

Someone suddenly shouted, causing several soldiers to abandon their armor and weapons and run away. As the news spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, they completely lost their organization and left the camp one after another, heading towards the city gate fence in the distance.

Of course, Fulilian would not let the enemy get what they wanted.

Once again, the Fran rain of arrows fell in front of them, delaying their escape. Torret's leg strength and enhanced ashes easily caught up with them.

She chose to watch from a distance. Since it was the veterans' first battle, she would just treat it as a test. The current situation was 10 units of varying strengths fighting against hundreds of people.

Although these Grek soldiers still have some weapons, they are actually severely weakened.

A considerable portion of the main force had already died in Fulilian's charge. Moreover, war requires organization, and they lacked organization the most.

"Ouch."

Each wolf bit the soldier frantically, their iron-clad bodies unafraid of weapons, charging forward despite the damage. Their nimble bodies leaped directly onto the soldier's shoulders and bit his neck. Even with armor protection, the wolf's sharp canines were no match for the soldier's, easily tearing through the armor and damaging the vital throat.

They have a high killing efficiency and can hit anyone with almost every pounce. The impact force alone can make people fall and expose their vital parts, resulting in repeated death scenes.

If the soldiers were in good condition, it would be no problem, but the power of the wolf pack lies in its pursuit ability.

On the other side, the ashes of the powerful and influential people were acting as a distraction. Thanks to the fact that there were five of them and they were reinforced, they actually began to cut into the fragmented formation, and the Grek soldiers were frightened and avoided them.

"These guys are tough but actually slow, stay away from them."

"Just a few skeletons."

"Be careful with magic!"

At this time, Fulilian reopened the fire cover and used long-range magic to help the ashes fight. After all, they had to observe them more and not let them die too quickly.

The newly acquired Grek Soldier Ashes performed excellently. Although they were the smallest in number, they were often able to kill one enemy in a single fight, full of suppressing power.

Originally, they were armored units, and after being reduced to ashes, the weaknesses that only some creatures had no longer existed, not to mention that they had special strengthening magic that completely widened the gap with their opponents, making them more efficient than wolves.

However, the Grek soldiers who counterattacked before their death were no pushovers. Their counterattack caused a lot of damage, and the health of the ashes continued to drop, and casualties were about to occur.

Boom!

The plop attack magic easily harvested the remaining defeated soldiers, and no one was spared under Fulilian's aim.

They finally fell in front of Guangkamen.

As for the ashes, they wandered around for a while before losing their enthusiasm and vanishing after she rang the bell. The concept of the ash army proved to be sound; one day, they would be enough to form an army. Furthermore, the summoned creatures possessed a degree of intelligence, even willingly, making them no more powerful than the demonic puppets.

The combat effectiveness of the Grek soldiers is actually remarkable, proving that the border area still retains a certain organizational structure.

Finally, Fulilian did not forget to release a round of large-scale magic perception check.

There was no way around it. Years of gaming experience had made her cautious, otherwise it would be annoying if an assassin suddenly appeared from around a corner.