Frieren in Elden Ring

Is he stabilized?

Seeing General Starscourge's movements halt before her, Frieren, who had just performed a point-blank assassination, let out a sigh of relief. Based on her estimations, the target's poise was now continuously weakening, allowing for a quick stance break to plant the Aeonian Flower and absorb the Scarlet Rot.

At the very least, she hoped the strongest demigod could bid farewell to his family with a clear mind in his final moments.

However, she did not let down her guard, instead staring intently at the effect of the Aeonian Flower on Radahn. She saw the Scarlet Rot being continuously drawn from his body.

"It's too slow."

"Be careful, absorption takes time—"

Beside them, Ranni and Melina both urged anxiously. Almost simultaneously, the silver-haired girl did a backflip to dodge a white sword light.

With a deafening boom, it struck a cliff in the distance. A hundred tons of rock slid down, shearing off the top of a mountain.

Although she had successfully planted the Aeonian Flower and begun the purification process, Radahn, having been eroded for many years, had an inherent repulsion. This strange sensation was unsettling, and he subconsciously wanted to pull the flower out. Vines and thorns extended from its end, embedding themselves firmly in his flesh, making it difficult to clean. Moreover, the formidable enemy before him gave no opportunity.

Homing Crystal Soulmass.

He used Rock Sling to meet the attack head-on, intercepting it.

Boom!

The soul crystals, meeting gravity magic, naturally had little effect.

Frieren couldn't easily use soul attacks, worried about causing irreversible, severe damage to Radahn. After all, he was supposed to return to the Erdtree later. Of course, time was now on her side; the key was to stall the enemy's movements.

He once again tried to pull out the petals, but a fierce onslaught interrupted his rhythm.

The infuriated Starscourge General flew into the sky. At this moment, what he needed was an opportunity to remove the Aeonian Flower; this feeling was unsettling.

Finally, a bit cleaner.

The demigod, bathed in mist, carefully observed the thorns on the surface of his armor. They were a derivative product of the scarlet flower, currently opening and closing as if breathing, devouring the power of rot. He had to be quick.

Suddenly, a flash of purple-white light flickered in the corner of his eye.

The silver-haired girl, propped on her staff, suddenly released gravity magic and also reached the same altitude.

Radahn's pupils contracted. From the start of the battle until now, the sky had been his domain of advantage. How could the opponent have intruded so easily? Impossible!

In the distance, even Melina in her spirit form felt the impact.

Beside her, Ranni pressed down on her witch's hat to keep it from being blown away and murmured, "You've already mastered the trick?"

"Almost."

"Such talent is simply a miracle."

By now, she couldn't help but suspect that one of Frieren's goals was that she had hit a bottleneck with gravity magic and simply came to practice with the strongest demigod. Sure enough, she grew stronger with each battle, even analyzing her opponent's signature skills.

Research was also a form of combat. This was a method unique to the foremost sorceress.

"Roar!!"

Radahn, having missed his chance, had no choice but to take the offensive. Gravity propelled his sturdy body, and he swung his dual greatswords fiercely, sweeping through an army.

Carian Retaliation—

Suddenly, for the first time since the battle began, Frieren switched to a shield to block the gravity blade, perfectly timing it to make him pause for a moment.

Immediately after, the shield was swapped for the Grafted Blade Greatsword, followed by an execution. Blood splattered, dyeing both faces red—one with Radahn's ferocious horror, the other with Frieren's certainty of victory.

"Your movements are getting slower, and I've gotten faster."

Switching back to her staves, she fired two Azur Comets.

Two parallel blue lines streaked across the firmament, easily tearing through his gravity defense and striking the strongest demigod head-on. In the contest of strength, he was knocked down in a stiff posture, his massive body falling like a kite with a broken string, even creating sparks from the friction.

The crowd on the ground looked up in shock, unable to imagine Radahn's flight being so brief this time.

Where was the bombardment?

They had expected to see the terrifying scene of falling stars again, but it was precisely interrupted by Frieren, who even followed up with an execution.

Now, standing in the air was the long-haired, long-eared maiden, looking down, her face cold, as if foreshadowing the outcome of the battle.

Suddenly, her two staves gathered a gravity sphere.

"Wait, it couldn't be—"

The ground was forcibly pulled up to form a rocky chessboard for the caster, virtually becoming an asteroid belt, circling and whistling with boundless momentum, leaving everyone on the ground, including Radahn, dumbfounded. Was this move really coming?

Sure enough, Frieren returned the favor with the same gravity magic, striking Radahn's position fiercely.

Dong!

A sound like a heavy hammer striking echoed between heaven and earth. The gravity lock of the rocky chessboard sent the opponent flying. At this moment, the strongest demigod, bathed in terrifying power, could no longer stand alone.

His robust figure gradually stooped amidst the storm of attacks. His golden armor shattered, his body covered in wounds, his aura weak. How could he give up so easily? He still had strength left!

Ignoring the damage, Radahn fired a rain of arrows, shattering even the distant rocks. The remaining rocks that entered his attack range were successively cut down by the sweep of his Starscourge Greatswords. Not a single one missed. Each move was enough to destroy the meteorite projectiles that could bombard mountaintops.

Truly tenacious.

Frieren landed on the ground, continuously drinking potions to recover her state.

Unfortunately, her arms were sore, cramping accompanied by numbness. Her stamina was nearing its limit.

With the Astrologer's attributes plus some stat transfers, achieving this much was already outstanding. Now she had to adopt a steady, attrition-based fighting style.

She switched her Meteorite Staff for Moonveil, assumed her stance, its sharp edge gathering and pointing straight at the enemy. At this moment, she had once again transformed into a top-tier swordswoman. Opposite her, Radahn roared and charged. If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get.

The two once again staged a long-range, super-high-speed offensive battle. The sky lost its color, and sand and stones flew.

"Aren't they tired at all?"

Millicent, having just dealt with a Sanguine Noble, looked over at the sound. The atmosphere was clearly winding down, yet the two showed no signs of fatigue in their movements.

"It's rare for Lord Starscourge to fight so heartily. He must be performing beyond his usual limits," Jerren lamented. "So many combat festivals have been held, but only the Starscourge King can bring the battle to this level. And he even defeated a demigod first."

"Since the absorption of Aeonia can be used on living beings, it must be draining his lifespan, right?"

"Yes, until the very last moment..."

"It's done," Edgar's joyful news came from the side.

The elite Southern Army had easily annihilated the few remaining troops of the Blood Dynasty. Once the Sanguine Nobles and knights were purged, the remaining Albinaurics and monsters were not worth mentioning, entering a countdown to total annihilation, beneath notice.

They had long since completed their upgrade from quantity to quality. Elite soldiers were no match for a disorganized mob; the Blood Dynasty felt pieced together.

They deserved it.

When the Lord of Blood thought he could win with sneak attacks and a bunch of rabble, he had already stooped low.

Instead, he let these useless troops share their Runes for the Southern Army to absorb. Their strength wasn't high, but they were quite rich, enough for the entire army to receive a decent round of attribute enhancement.

"Now, all that's left is the result on Edgar's side."

This expedition, in Edgar's view, was almost at an end. The only variable was General Starscourge's desperate battle. He hoped Frieren could control the situation; otherwise, no one knew what destruction the fall of a Shardbearer would bring.

Adding the ten thousand Redmane soldiers, they also stared intently at the center of the battlefield. The Wailing Dunes only rumbled with explosions, all eyes focused:

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

Only the pure clash of weapons remained at the center of the battlefield, close-quarters combat where martial skill decided the victor. Both sides lived up to their reputations, each displaying techniques honed through a thousand trials. Whether in speed, accuracy, or reaction, they were all at a first-class level, flawless.

This bronze wall of a defense could not be breached; there was no chance for a one-hit kill.

Then only the ultimate contest in the exchange of offense and defense remained.

Radahn's power was too fierce. Covered in rock and gravity, he could often crush his enemies. Every swing was perilous.

Roll!

A dodge, something Frieren had rarely used since the battle began, finally appeared. Because her mana and stamina were continuously declining, she could only use low-margin-for-error, low-cost tactics. If she could hold on long enough, an opportunity might arise.

Both were at the end of their ropes.

It was likely more a contest of will than strength. It all depended on who showed an opening first. The most torturous battle was a contest of who would make the first mistake.

In reality, a hero-level combatant entering the fray now could easily change the situation.

But they couldn't.

At this moment, the Southern Army and the Redmane Army were strictly guarding the perimeter, surrounding the scene. They would absolutely not interfere in the battle, nor let anyone else disturb it, leaving the final duel to Radahn and Frieren, until the two decided the ownership of the title "strongest demigod."

Even the most concerned, Ranni and Melina, had to keep their distance, pinning their hopes on the final gamble.

It was too heart-wrenching.

Fighting to this extent, it was basically just a contest of stamina, will, and reaction, constantly perilous.

Woosh!

The silver-haired girl once again easily dodged a Starscourge Greatsword. With her other hand, she used a parry to deflect another greatsword. Her arm was gradually going numb, so her strength was also rapidly declining.

However, the General did not pursue, instead stumbling.

It wasn't a feint, because Radahn's life force reaction couldn't be hidden.

Now he was all bluster. In Frieren's eyes, he was full of openings. It was time to decide the victor.

With this thought, she fiercely swung the Gavel of Haima. Using both staves at once, even General Starscourge was stunned for a moment, his armor covered in cracks, unable to bear the load. Almost simultaneously, she transformed the hammer into a sword: For the glory of Caria.

Full charge, jump attack.

Thump, thump!

The surging sword light pierced Radahn's chest, also linking the magic of the two Aeonian Flowers. A breath of rot burst from his body.

Even at the last moment, he still wanted to break free from the sharp blade, but he couldn't escape Frieren's next step, a cutting slash, the entire blade sinking into the target's body. His blood drained, panting for breath, what struggled to escape was instead the will of rot.

But it was engulfed by Chaos Flame upon contact.

The last wisp of contamination that could control him was eliminated, which, however, made his originally hazy pupils become bright and full of spirit.

"You win, Frieren. It's a pity I couldn't fight you in my complete state."

"Fighting you was very challenging, Radahn."

Seeing the situation stabilize, she quickly drank a potion to replenish herself. Don't be fooled by the fluid movements; in reality, her mana and stamina had both bottomed out. If she fought any longer, she would likely be in a sorry state, forced to just grind down his health.

"Ranni, long time no see. You haven't changed much, that's good."

"My brother, I have indeed come to see you off. I'm sorry, in the end, I couldn't find a way to cure Scarlet Rot..."

"Don't mind it. Also, is she your king?"

The two looked at each other, each with their reservations. They had answered Mohg before. It was hard to say if they would reach the throne of the Elden Lord together, but with a man about to die, one couldn't give an ambiguous answer.

So complicated.

Radahn sighed. Regrettably, his shattered body didn't allow for idle chat. He could only offer a reminder:

"You are right to be cautious. There are still many hidden secrets in the Lands Between. To the north of Caelid, to the east of Liurnia, there is a vast land. It is a land shrouded by the Shadow Tree, holding the past of the Golden Dynasty. It's best you investigate it thoroughly."

"It is a period of history strictly kept secret by the Eternal Goddess Marika, even hiding the past of the ancient civilizations of the Lands Between. You must be careful."

The sudden intelligence slightly stunned the two.

What followed was even more horrifying. Radahn's soul was pulled by a wisp of golden light, becoming hazy.

"Who?"

The most perceptive Frieren immediately noticed, but didn't act. What if it wasn't an enemy? So she looked at Ranni:

"—It's Miquella's aura! Is this related to him!"

"Don't be nervous. It was an agreement he proposed a long time ago. I didn't accept it then. It was only when the Valkyrie came that I knew he was serious, but I ultimately refused because that gentle law is wrapped in danger."

"In your current state, you might as well agree. After all, I also have kingly ambitions."

"I'm warning you, that bewitchment is very bad."

"I have you to thank, Frieren. You allowed me to preserve a better state to meet Miquella's agreement. I will not become a state you would look down upon."

Radahn revealed a hint of fighting spirit. "To be Ranni's king, you haven't faced enough trials."

"I'd be happy to."

"Also, the Greater Will has long since departed, but there is a deity in the Lands Between who plays with all living beings under its false name. I don't know who it is specifically, but the clue is there."

However, before he could finish, his soul had already left his body, bathing in light and disappearing into the distance.

Radahn's corpse remained where it was, standing from beginning to end. The hero who held up the heavens thus bid farewell.

Frieren gazed at Miquella's shadow. He was very cautious, not even sending a wisp of soul aura, making him difficult to track. Such extraordinary vigilance—was he considering her a future competitor?

A certain secret mental attack had just struck...

The silver-haired girl let out a long sigh.

Regardless, she had obtained intelligence. The amount of information was too abundant: the Shadow Tree, the hidden land, the mastermind behind the scenes—a series of keywords made one's heart pound. This feeling of infinite exploration was what was truly exciting.

In contrast, Ranni's expression was grave, staring intently in the direction Radahn's soul had departed. So the Greater Will wasn't her enemy?

Departed.

The mastermind was someone else; perhaps even the demigods had been manipulated.

The sudden information left the Moon Princess stunned, both pondering various conspiracies and worrying about her brother's state. Dead or alive, what did it mean to be without a soul? What would happen?

Suddenly, she felt a finger touch the pointed cap of her doll. It was a smiling Frieren.

"Don't think too much. You'll understand when the time comes. One thing is certain: we won, the stars are moving, and the situation is opening up. Look over there."

A meteor streaked across the skyline, falling towards the southern lands.

Boom!

The loud bang seemed to flatten a deep crater.

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