Frillian in the Elden Ring

Suddenly, a strange magical power rose.

From the player's perspective, the words [Invaded by "Blood Fingers" Nelius] appeared, and a red spirit with claws all over its body and holding a dagger rose out of thin air.

As soon as he appeared, he locked onto Fleuryllen and roared, without any rational reaction, as if the two had some deep hatred and he simply wanted one of them to die completely.

Melina warned: "Be careful, these are a group of lunatics who hunt the faded ones, and there is a strange evil power behind them."

"understood."

As a mage with unique vision, he immediately discovered that the enemy was possessed by the gaze of a mysterious being.

Is a blood-finger invader so powerful?

Magical reactions don't lie. Nelius's aura made Frillian alert, because the opponent's aura rose steadily as soon as they met.

The man holding the dagger smiled sinisterly and waved his hand provocatively.

However, the silver-haired girl walked around with a brass shield in her hand, with no intention of attacking first. She also deliberately kept her distance and led the group towards the wider Yakir Lake, with no intention of a head-on confrontation.

"Bastard!"

Mung, who was far away in the Blood Dynasty, cursed angrily.

At this moment, he had to endure the energy decay as he used the magic of blood to bless his subordinates. The output efficiency was not high and the duration was limited. He had thought that a direct provocation would provoke an immediate response from a king, but the opponent was neither impatient nor slow.

"Since when has a faded, subhuman hybrid ever been worthy of possessing a fragment of the Ring? This is an insult to the kings."

"I heard you defeated Markit. My foolish brother's clone is always tied up. Since he can't find out anything, let us, the Blood Dynasty, take a look."

At this moment, a demigod was concentrating on transferring magic power to another subordinate.

Blessing of blood.

Beyond this, there's also the power of the Mother of Truth, the gaze of the gods. Outsiders from the borderlands, like the recently arrived being known as the Cinder King, also bring with them some contamination and new powers, such as spells.

Some corrupted mages were hunted by the Blood Fingers and offered to Monger, allowing him to come into contact with the power of the curse.

Interesting, will try it today.

He had long been fed up with the arrogant King of Nimgefu. First, he was taken over by the weak Greg, and now he had a bastard. How unreasonable!

Whether out of pride or temptation, he had to confront Frellen. Although he despised her in his heart, Mung still recognized that she was a strong competitor on the road to becoming king, and he had to collect intelligence on her.

The magical power of a top demigod gathered at the blessed blood finger in the distance, with surging momentum.

The soldiers stationed at the other end of the bridge clearly witnessed a red spirit filing out and actively chasing the silver-haired girl. The two fought while retreating and moving towards Lake Yakir.

clang!

The dagger swung in the air, releasing blood-stained magic to attack in an arc over fifty meters, but Fulilian dodged it nimbly, and the next step was already in the water, and she finally arrived.

There is more room for error when facing assassins in open areas.

In contrast, her magic was also suitable for large-scale combat, but she still did not take the initiative to attack.

The enemy's aura is still changing.

"Be careful, Fulilian. It's said that Blood Fingers is behind the worship of evil gods and is blessed by evil forces. They are hiding very deep, and intelligence is scarce. Use your safe tactics and don't fall into their trap easily."

Melina reminded.

She wished she could help because the other party was indeed weird, but unfortunately she could only watch the silver-haired girl fall into danger.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of that guy behind me as well."

"You arrogant bastard! Are you worthy enough?"

Before he could finish his words, Nelius rushed forward, and the sharp dagger actually extended with a cursed edge.

Fulilian accurately blocked with her brass shield, and at the same time, the magic sword released from her staff swept across the enemy's thigh accurately, first destroying its mobility, but the latter actually offset the attack with his powerful magic.

It's a very high-level blessing, even taking resistance into account. The defense is unexpectedly high. It should have been specially adjusted against magician enemies. It is indeed coming for me.

Click!

The curse on the dagger touched her and she was deviated from her trajectory, and the distorted light wall that was always there took effect.

Ordinary magic can't harm the main body.

The rapid exchange of attacks in one round made both sides look even more serious. Strangely enough, this guy's resistance was really high. One targeted the mage's weakness, the other compensated for it, tit for tat.

"Aren't you strong? Didn't you defeat Markit? Why are you showing this much strength?!"

"As long as the situation is not urgent, I prefer a gradual battle."

"...So I didn't put enough pressure on you, did I?"

Hearing this, the silver-haired girl nodded calmly, which made Nelius and Monger behind him even more furious. "You angered me. You might become the first Fragment King to be besieged and assassinated. Those soldiers will witness your death."

Before he finished speaking, another series of invasion prompts appeared. A total of 4 Blood Fingers joined the battle. Although their strength was far inferior to that of the Blessed Ones, they were enough to cause trouble.

"Outnumbered against the many? But this is a battlefield."

Fulilian didn't mind the high-pressure environment. Since the game had a tolerance rate, she should practice her skills. However, she didn't realize that her indifferent performance was more infuriating than any provocation.

"attack."

Five bloody fingers formed an impenetrable offensive that pressed down, making people almost forget to breathe.

The cursed blood flames enveloped Lake Yakir, and the soldiers on the bridge had no choice but to retreat, otherwise they would die if they were exposed to even a hint of its breath.

The silver-haired girl, caught in the storm of attacks, walked with ease, her feet moving steadily, her shield blocking every drop of water without leaking out, even deflecting and repelling the target. At the same time, her staff instantly released pyroxene meteors to harass the enemy, and she withstood the attack with all her might.

This was an exquisite battle, and the one-on-many situation did not affect the rhythm at all.

Even Monger, who was in remote control, had to admit that Frellen's skills had reached perfection. She was keen on parrying and used the most basic magic.

He had seen the strength of the demigods. They all reached the pinnacle by relying on their innate strength and some learning from a master. He had not seen anything too basic.

On the other hand, the Soul Fire King is simply the pinnacle of martial arts. He does not have a strong physique, no special blessings, and no bloodline blessing. Currently, his skills alone are enough to make the besieging Blood Fingers feel difficult.

"Then increase the output—"

The wind and clouds are swirling over Lake Yakir, boiling the lake water.

Five blood-stained fingers stood in a row, pointing in unison at Fulilian alone, their magic even more powerful than before. She also understood that the controller behind them was finally willing to show her more power, so she decided to touch them.

The wills of the two demigods battled against each other in the air, and they both chose their signature skills.

The cursed blood flames spread across the sky and soaked the clouds, as if to obscure the brilliance of the golden tree here. It was full of evil, and a touch of the power of the gods was mixed in it, making it even more powerful.

Fulilian's power is also not simple. It is an extremely pure soul that escapes from the body and gathers into a torrent.

more than one!

Several totemic formations rose behind her, a multi-shot soul torrent never before seen at the border. Only those with a powerful soul could harness this level of energy. This performance alone shocked Melina, and she almost thought she was losing her life.

Immediately afterwards, the cursed blood collided with the torrent, red and blue intertwined, and the raging fire and the strong wind climbed to the sky together and exploded. The terrifying shock wave blew away tens of thousands of tons of lake water!

The noise was loud enough to shake Storm Hill in the distance.

95

Chapter 95: Monger’s provocation.

what happened?

The soldiers stationed in the area around Lake Yakir were on high alert, assembled in an orderly manner, set up crossbows and aimed at the Blood Fingers.

Unfortunately, the crossbow arrow was blown away by the sweeping magic power halfway through its flight and almost bounced back.

That was a battle they absolutely could not intervene in. They only saw the pale blue torrent and the cursed blood energy colliding with each other. The former pushed the evil force back with a bang, and the situation became one-sided, and the latter could not sustain it.

Fulilian took a step forward and increased her output again.

call!

The power of her soul poured in like an upside-down waterfall washing over the earth, instantly shattering the magical protection of the five Blood Fingers and further knocking them away and severely injuring them.

Then the pale blue torrent ended, and the silver-haired girl, who could control the torrent freely, still stood there with her staff.

Behind Fulilian, the lake evaporated, revealing a dry riverbed. Rain began to fall, the evaporating water rising from the lake. The dragons that roosted there fled, howling and wailing, not daring to linger. Unable to afford a collision between the two sides, they slipped away.

The most seriously injured was the leader Nelius. There was a big hole in his abdomen. Any ordinary person would have died long ago.

The wound didn't bleed!

On the contrary, a strange force continuously repaired its flesh and blood, forcing it to stand up. Its eyes were less radiant, and it looked more like a flesh puppet than before.

"No matter how many times you defeat me, it's useless. This is the blessing of blood."

"You are just a facade. You are no longer yourself."

"What do you know? The most important thing is to have the power to create results at the border. Nothing else matters."

Nelius waved his hands and said, "You too, get up—"

Before he finished speaking, the other four summoned Blood Fingers also stood up, but their bodies were not repaired and they were almost like zombies.

Click!

Suddenly, one of them was pierced through the chest by a sharp blade, and then beheaded. The headless body finally stumbled into the lake. Behind him stood a man in an iron hat and cloak, standing tall and ready to attack.

Bloodfinger Hunter, Yura.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, for interfering in your fight. But I can't stand it, and I do have some grudges against these guys."

"Whatever variables are part of a battlefield, I welcome you."

Fulilian didn't mind anyone's rash intervention and welcomed it openly. Having an extra helper without responsibility was good after all. The two sides met by chance, and each could just take charge of their side of the battlefield.

The well-prepared Blood Finger would not let Yura attack easily, so one of them separated to fight with him, and the sound of fierce fighting was endless.

His grudge was destined to be a fight between the two sides, not to mention that the entire border area knew that this group of people who hunted the faded ones were difficult to deal with, notorious, and always exerted some special influence behind the scenes. They were like a venomous snake waiting in the dark for an opportunity to strike.

However, the silver-haired girl remained calm from beginning to end and was not shaken by the sneak attack at all.

Now it's a three-on-one situation.

An ordinary person would have lost his patience and attacked, but Fulilian was still roaming around in the confrontation with her shield in hand. Compared to a battle mage, she was more inclined to observe and remember the enemy's movements.

"You bastard, you're just dawdling. Now I'll let you die."

The power of the cursed blood enveloped the three Blood Fingers, their magic reaching its peak. The next moment, they moved together, swiftly carving a gully across the lake's surface, like a sharp sword piercing through, crossing the battlefield and striking with pinpoint accuracy. However, the silver-haired girl's brass shield easily blocked the blow, and her staff held another one at bay.

Such great strength, bottomless and impossible to shake. How much energy is hidden in this petite body?

Bounce back!

In an instant, she flung away two bloody fingers, as Nelius's dagger stabbed her throat, missing it by a hair's breadth. Even if he had been fast enough, he couldn't match Fulilian's movements, and the next moment, the magic sword pierced her heart.

It wasn't over yet, the target's body suddenly exploded with pyroxene crystals, and the simplest crystal scattering achieved the exquisite operation of releasing it into the human body.

It is conceivable that he almost turned into a pile of rotten meat and fell into the lake with a plop, but he still managed to kneel down, staring at the person who attacked him with resentful eyes...Where is the person?

After the attack, Fulilian moved away and walked around to observe, which almost made her laugh.

"Do you like rhythmic combat?"

"I pay attention to observing the enemy. Further observation is learning from them. Fighting is not just about victory itself, but also about constantly improving your realm."

As she spoke, the silver-haired girl did not forget to activate the Golden Tree and swear an oath.

Melina, standing beside her, was also amazed. Facing a demigod-level foe, Fulilian fought with all her might, just as she had done in her fierce battle against the ominous demon. Against a lesser foe, she didn't mind controlling the tempo of the fight, carefully considering the situation, combining movement with stillness, and coarseness with subtlety.

A rash attack will not end the battle quickly, but will make it easier for the enemy to retain more cards for a sneak attack later.

What are you going to do?

At this moment, Mung in the Blood Dynasty Palace was indeed in a dilemma.

If he didn't increase his magic output, Nelius wouldn't be able to survive the next round with his meager strength. After all, the opponent was a genuine Shard King. Yes, at least his strength was worthy of recognition.

If he wanted to continue to increase his strength and find out more information, his magical attributes would be easily exposed, making King Nimgefu aware of the special existence of the Blood Dynasty.

Monger glanced at the giant cocoon behind him.

In a trance, a voice seemed to drive him to ignite more magic power. Yes, the Faded One with the royal character will become an enemy sooner or later, so he should test it in advance.

boom!

The cursed blood in Lake Yakir was churning and roaring, and the raging red flames caused a tornado that connected the sky and the earth.

The energy focused on Nelius alone, and in an instant his body turned to ashes. It also turned to the semi-magical creature. With only a wisp of residual thought, it resonated with the distant controller to produce an even more terrifying pressure. It aimed at the only enemy and absorbed the other two blood fingers in the process.

"You deserve more from me, the new demigod Fulilian."