Frieren in Elden Ring

Rumble! A gargoyle, seizing the opportunity, landed on the ground, roaring at the group with overwhelming momentum. Its heavy footsteps seem

Rumble!

A gargoyle, seizing the opportunity, landed on the ground, roaring at the group with overwhelming momentum. Its heavy footsteps seemed to stomp on everyone's heart, suffocating them, especially with the terrifying sight of corpses fused into its body.

Their originally statue-like surfaces came alive, and the skeletal remains embedded in their flesh gnashed their teeth and roared.

The sheer impact of this scene made the defenders' scalps tingle.

What ordinary soldier had ever seen such a sight? Their legs couldn't help but tremble, their grip on their weapons loosened, and their teeth chattered.

All that was left was to fight with all their might.

Even as fear gripped their hearts, they held the defensive line. At the very forefront stood Flamme, Lernen, and Vain. They were undoubtedly the strongest on the front line. Even the gargoyles were apprehensive, not daring to attack recklessly.

The powerful aura emanating from the three could not be ignored and equally provoked the monsters.

The next moment, sonic roars and magic clashed.

As one could imagine, a large number of monsters were blasted into a bloody pulp, the scattered corpses even writhing and crawling.

Looking back, Frieren frowned. It was dark enough. In reality, a scene like this almost made her think she was still in the game world, or that the will of an Outer God had taken advantage of a vulnerability.

Seizing the moment of respite, Fenton immediately ordered the next round of attacks.

Cooperating with him were adventurers, mercenaries, and others. They now shared a common fate, living and dying together in the same battle. There was no room for complacency. Since the demons were coming on strong, they would fight back.

Determination turned into strength, their blood boiling. Even if the enemy was this terrifying, it wouldn't stop them from fighting. At this moment, the only thought in their minds was victory.

Both sides unleashed their firepower with all their might.

The periphery of the Ruins of the King's Tomb was instantly filled with a thunderous roar, the broken walls and ruins turning into rubble.

No one had expected that after so many years, the long-quiet dungeon would become the focal point of a war. A sea of fire raged, explosions roared, mixed with the shouts of battle, the cries of beasts, and wails of agony. It had already escalated from a small-scale hunt into a full-fledged war.

The defending side, at a disadvantage due to the low ground and their inability to fly, was forced to continuously shrink their line.

If it weren't for the ridiculously powerful firepower of Flamme harassing the Great Gargoyle on her own, the consequences would have been unthinkable. If that deterrent were gone, it would have surely dived into their military formation.

"We can't hold out for much longer. We need to consider making a stand at the dungeon entrance."

"No way. What if there are monsters inside too?"

The dilemma made Fenton's face contort. As he was thinking, someone was swatted away by a gargoyle's sharp claws, blood flying everywhere.

A gap appeared in the front-line shield wall. Finally, the disadvantage began to turn into a rout. Yet, they were trapped in the excavation pit with no way to retreat. Was this place to become their grave...?

Suddenly, a golden light enveloped the entire field. Golden flecks fell upon them, bringing a wave of warmth. Wounds healed rapidly, and even their depleted stamina was recovering.

Such magic was one of a kind.

Of course, it was Frieren. While casting Sunlight Healing, she strode through the crowd. The people automatically parted a path for her, leading from the rear all the way to the vanguard, to the line held by her teammates.

Just now, the Mythical-Era Mage had been responsible for blocking the monsters surging from the rear, and now she was serving as the front line.

True to her reputation. Strength and bearing in equal measure.

The silver-haired girl's back was like an insurmountable city wall.

The very fact that she had arrived scared most of the gargoyles into retreating. The ones that had been clawing and gnashing on the ground a moment ago instantly took to the sky.

Monsters may be fierce, but that doesn't mean they're brainless. Faced with the overwhelming pressure of Frieren, they didn't dare to confront her head-on. Circling and probing was the best choice. If they were caught in an opening by such a powerhouse, the battle would likely be over in an instant. They had to be careful.

Zip!

Suddenly, the silver-haired girl fiercely shot out a Night Comet. Its concealed trajectory was impossible to react to. It grazed the body of the Great Gargoyle and pierced through a large monster beside it—a clear display of intimidation.

Even though it was grinding its teeth in anger, it had no choice but to give her a wide berth, letting its underlings act as shields.

"This is for the best."

As her voice fell, Frieren cast Collapsing Stars, its terrifying vortex siphoning up the targets.

The sky was stained a shade of purple-white, then converged into a swirling vortex, easily sweeping up the flock of gargoyles. Caught off guard, they instantly lost their balance. Even flapping their wings with all their might was useless as their bodies were pulled and torn. No matter what, I can't fall. It was a race against death.

However, the next moment, some of the monsters froze in place. It was shadow magic, finding their cast shadows on the ground and locking them firmly. Lernen had held them.

What awaited them were the ranged attacks of Flamme and Vain.

The individual killing power of the two might not have been enough, especially with their stamina waning at this stage of the battle, but their advantage was that the enemies were now stationary targets. The gargoyles caught by the shadow magic were like wooden dummies, and every shot was a kill.

Those further away were captured by Frieren.

In a continuous cycle, they killed dozens of gargoyles. Their cooperation was seamless, as if they had been fighting together for decades.

Thud, thud!

The constantly falling monsters were the best proof. They had now become fragile targets. Frieren's team on the ground hit them with unerring accuracy. It was practically a massacre.

Their movements became more and more practiced, flowing like water, continuously reaping the harvest of the monster army.

The reinvigorated defenders also provided fire support, with the full momentum of beating a drowning dog. They routed the enemy, and finally, gargoyles began to try to flee.

But they only smashed headfirst into a shimmering barrier in the sky.

"I have already sealed off a ten-kilometer radius," Frieren stated, her words shockingly nonchalant. "You will fight until you are hunted to extinction."

The low-intelligence monsters couldn't even understand, only bumping into the walls everywhere, blindly searching for a sliver of hope.

The ones who were truly shocked were their allies. Everyone looked at the silver-haired girl's back in disbelief, then remembered Flamme's defensive shield. As expected of the same lineage. What an absurdly large-scale barrier. Used in reverse, it became the perfect cage.

Screech!

The Great Gargoyle roared at the sky, ordering all the monsters to gather. Their momentum was like a rainbow, clearly about to begin their final charge.

The birds fell silent, the beasts fled, and the world went quiet. The smell of blood and the extreme aura of death emanating from them stole the voices of the living, who couldn't help but hold their breath.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The four-person team, led by Frieren, took their stances.

The ownership of the Ruins of the King's Tomb deserved a clear answer, and it would be decided now.

The Great Gargoyle was the first to lose its patience. Its massive body, over ten meters tall, coiled back and then stretched its wings to their fullest extent. It dived with terrifying kinetic energy, landing on the ground. It was smart enough not to go for a head-on collision, but to cause a violent tremor sufficient to turn the world upside down—

Crack!

Faster still was Frieren's Storm Stomp, which blew up a wave of ice. The frozen ground became as hard as solid rock, unbreakable, leaving only a resounding clang.

It was the monster that was rattled, its bones aching from the impact. But it still relied on its instincts to roll to the side.

A blue light flashed past, annihilating countless monsters.

Zap!

Even though the Great Gargoyle managed to dodge, it didn't stop Frieren from turning her spearhead towards the other monsters. Wherever she passed, only ashes remained.

A merciless torrent of soul energy gently brushed past them, and they vanished without a trace. Both their souls and bodies were completely erased, turning into fragments of energy. In the end, nothing was left. The power was ferocious enough.

The sight of their companions dying in a single pass terrified the gargoyles.

They quickly flapped their wings with all their might, flying in circles to make it as difficult as possible for the enemy to aim.

Unexpectedly, Frieren pointed at the barrier.

Then, the barrier in the sky began to shrink. Although it was subtle and not immediately visible, they were now more likely to hit the hard wall of mana. The battlefield was shrinking.

In contrast, the intensity of the humans' attacks grew, wave after wave, weaving into a network of firepower.

"Maintain volley fire! Keep the enemy suppressed!"

"Spear team, prepare to kill any monster targets that fall to the ground—"

The commander's meticulous preparations made the ground a deathtrap. The gargoyles, which had been so imposing just moments ago, didn't dare to land. They didn't know what to do. Weren't they trapped on both sides?

Screech!

Pushed to its limit, the Great Gargoyle's eyes turned red. Watching its companions fall one by one, it was so angry it gnashed its teeth, its killing intent palpable.

It's all this silver-haired elf's fault.

The next moment, its throat suddenly swelled. Like a frog croaking, it spat out a roaring sonic wave, imbued with mana and no different from a cannonball, precisely locking onto Frieren's position. It would definitely teach her a lesson. One move was enough to demolish a small house.

However, a plain and simple barrier blocked the attack, not moving an inch. Only the aftershock swept up a gust of wind.

What kind of defense is this sturdy? How is this possible!

There was no time to be shocked, because Frieren's next move was gravity magic. The monsters flying in the sky were suddenly captured by a purple-white energy vortex, then sucked down and slammed into the ground together.

Starcaller!

The point of impact was the ground, its power no less than Radahn's, staining the firmament with another strange color.

At the same time, she condensed a wisp of lightning, channeling the power of the heavens to the earth. All the monsters felt a numbing sensation, unable to control their bodies.

I can't get up.

A series of flowing killing moves was like a work of art in Frieren's hands, carefully carving out an inescapable situation. If it were a human army, they would probably have despaired already. The sense of absolute control within this power was the real pressure.

On a distant hillside, in the dense forest at the very limit of visual range, several demons were observing from afar.

"That group of trash probably won't last much longer. They were just monsters mobilized at the last minute anyway, but their performance is far too poor. We were hoping they would cause some casualties."

"It's fine. At least we've probed some of the enemy's intelligence."

"In the face of the power of the Ruins of the King's Tomb, strength is irrelevant. It will all become a trap that kills them."

"But we might have to prepare for a commotion on the scale of the Royal Capital's destruction..."

The demons were filled with apprehension.

The power Frieren was currently displaying was indeed true to her reputation. Even when setting a trap, they had to consider all sorts of possibilities. But time waits for no one. The other party had already reached the royal tomb, which meant they weren't far from the royal city. With her speed, she could probably arrive in a day.

According to the Demon Sage's plan, they were to guide the mirror demon in the tomb, which could copy enemies, to be as active as possible, and then stagger the different copies.

If the original fought its copy, it would be easy for its weaknesses to be exploited. So, they would just fight separately, and the demons would fill in the remaining combat power gap. In any case, their target was really just Frieren.

"Get down!"

As the warning was shouted, a silver-haired girl glanced in their direction for a fleeting moment, but quickly turned her attention back to the gargoyles.

"Such terrifying perception. Will our trap even work?"

"Then let's hurry back and strengthen our guard."

The demons left one by one, still looking back with lingering fear before they left. At this moment, lightning boomed, exploding among the monster flock, accompanied by blazing flames that burned all in their path.

The continuous, fierce explosions left the Great Gargoyle covered in wounds. Its body, pieced together from corpses, was constantly shedding parts, shrinking in size.

It couldn't muster its strength anymore.

The moment it tried to move, its entire body would spark with electricity. The paralysis slowed its movements, and it could only desperately fly around. In fact, Frieren wasn't in a hurry to kill it either, but was taking advantage of the chaos to continuously harvest the ordinary gargoyles.

The entire army was like a precision killing machine, constantly creating results. Corpses littered the field.

The only difference was that all the losses were on the monsters' side. They, under the protection of healing magic, were completely unscathed. This was the power of the world's number one healing mage.

Thud!

Finally, another monster fell, heralding the near-total annihilation of the attacking gargoyles. Only the leader remained. The rest were either dead or twitching in the lightning, completely unable to resist.

At this point, its only option was to fight with all its might.

The massive monster, over ten meters tall, charged like a siege ram. However, Frieren coolly raised her staff and aimed.

Without any surprise, it was killed on the spot. Its bizarre, massive body was annihilated into nothingness. In the explosion of absolute power, not even dregs were left, as if it had never existed.

"Great! We won! Thanks to Lady Frieren's team!"

"I'm still alive! I made it through!"

The participants in this battle, whether soldiers or adventurers, all cheered excitedly, hugging each other and celebrating. Of course, there was no shortage of praise for the heroes, especially the four-person group that had served as the mainstay several times. Without them stepping forward time and again, the front line would have long since been torn apart by the monsters.

They had a feeling of witnessing the rise of a new core strength. There were successors. Humanity was growing stronger in the fires of war.

But Frieren didn't respond much. Instead, she stared intently at the only exposed entrance to the tomb.

Strange...

Everyone agreed. For the renowned Lernen and the decorated Vain, this was not unfamiliar. They were already accustomed to it, skillfully handling the cheers.

For Flamme, however, it was a rare historical step. It was the first time she had been one of the dazzling protagonists on such a stage. A sense of pride welled up in her heart. Now, she was as happy as the people who had survived the calamity.

The things she had been doing all this time were meaningful. Getting this answer was enough to lift her spirits. That was all.

Suddenly, Frieren pushed aside a rock, revealing something, and pointed into the distance.

The monster flock has been dealt with, so what is it? Everyone followed her line of sight. At the end of the ruins, hidden by rubble, in the darkest part of the corridor, there seemed to be the trace of a gargoyle. The difference was that it was translucent and white all over, a grayish mass that was hard to see clearly...

Unfortunately, the next moment, it vanished without a trace.

A chill ran down everyone's spine, and they couldn't help but mutter, "What kind of power is this? It's one thing for there to be gargoyle guardians, but that thing has no life force."

Perhaps calling it a White Shadow would be more appropriate, because that unknown object had no life force reaction at all.

What on earth was it?

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