I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Suppression
Verafia’s long hair fluttered slightly, her flawless face revealing a pair of scorching gold eyes that seemed to burn with flames. She pressed down on her staff forcefully.
“Blazing torrent of fire, surge forth and turn the person before me to ash! Fire Impact!”
As the girl’s clear chant echoed, the fluctuation of fire instantly burned before her eyes.
Despite Verafia unleashing a standard Rank 4 Gold magic, Yucilaka felt an immense danger. She hurriedly released all her Dou Qi, and the short sword in her hand glowed with a blinding blood light.
“Blood Blade: Twin Slash!”
From the ranger’s short sword, a brilliant blood glow erupted, splitting into two and transforming into two straight blood lights that slashed towards the surging flames. The crimson flames, like a bursting flood, were divided and repelled before her.
The scorching flames and light impacted the tavern, shattering the glass in the high windows as they unleashed their power.
The residual blood glow struck the burning girl, instantly being incinerated by golden flames, leaving only a few faint reflections on her clear, flawless face.
Verafia waved her staff again, and the burning flames directly shattered the blood storm previously created by Yucilaka.
“Cough, cough.”
Bard Dylan landed on the ground in a sorry state. His cloak and robes were torn to shreds by the blood glow, far from the elegant appearance he had while playing his lute earlier.
“This bloodthirsty devil, not even sparing a harmless poet who was just playing music…”
Dylan’s face was filled with grief and indignation. Seeing the terrifying fluctuations of blood light, sword qi, and flame magic rapidly erupting around him, his heart immediately trembled. Clutching his broken lute, he crawled carefully on the ground, afraid of being affected by the aftermath of the battle.
Verafia’s flame magic pushed Yucilaka back step by step. Ig, held behind her, gripped the End in his hand, nervously watching the battle.
Ig suddenly noticed the disheveled bard.
“Bard?”
Ig pulled Dylan up from the ground. Although the bard had a Gold Rank aura, he had been heavily injured by Yucilaka’s blade earlier and then tormented by the blood-colored storm for a while, making him look extremely withered.
Dylan’s tattered robes were soaked with blood, his hair stuck to his forehead, and his face was filled with panic. Dylan saw Ig, who was pulling him up.
“Ah, what a brave and selfless young man, saving the best poet in a desperate situation!”
“The best poet…”
Ig’s mouth twitched slightly. Without offering any retort, he immediately asked, “Bard, can you bless the Young Lady?”
Although he could see that his Young Lady had the upper hand, to prevent the little phoenix from accidentally flipping over, Ig still tried to seek help from the bard who had just escaped danger.
“That beautiful and powerful Mage Miss?”
Dylan brushed his soaked hair aside and turned to look at the exquisite girl wielding the strong flame fluctuations. Feeling the beautiful flame light, he exclaimed, “How can such powerful flames be desecrated by an unworthy poet like myself?”
Ig’s gaze conveyed a clear meaning: “What can you, a poet, do?”
Dylan pretended not to see it. He tossed his head stylishly, placing his harp in front of him, his face revealing a smile as his expression returned to its former demeanor.
“The monster born from blood is being ignited by such beautiful flames. Her figure is like a goddess in the flames.”
“I seem to see the beautiful spirit, legendarily born from the thousandth flame, using her power and radiance to destroy the evil beings who attempt to stain the world’s purity with their bodies.”
Dylan subconsciously strummed his harp, only to find that the strings had already broken.
Thus, under Ig’s speechless gaze, Bard Dylan feigned playing his lute, praising the beautiful girl who drove away her enemies with her flames through his song.
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Amidst the scorching impact, Yucilaka couldn’t help but take two steps back, her face filled with astonishment.
The power of the young girl’s magic was more than double what she had sensed earlier! Even the skills she had unleashed seemed to be at a disadvantage.
After all, Fire Impact was at most an ordinary Rank 4 magic, and the amount of magic the girl released was only within the Gold range, while Yucilaka herself had already been promoted to Platinum!
Just as Yucilaka pressed down on her trembling short blade, her heart filled with shock, Verafia raised her staff again.
“The radiance of fire, gather at the tip of my staff, transforming into the power that burns the world…”
Verafia held the staff with one hand, her silky hair moving slightly in the rapidly condensing magic fluctuations, revealing her exquisite face illuminated by the fire magic’s radiance.
The girl’s chant this time, both in terms of magic level and magic fluctuations, was clearly several times more powerful than before. Yucilaka immediately concluded that she absolutely could not let her complete the casting. She immediately gripped the sword hilt and leaped forward.
“Blood Shadow Walk.”
Yucilaka’s figure instantly transformed into a strange blood-colored shadow, moving rapidly towards Verafia, who was chanting and casting.
As a Platinum ranger, Yucilaka herself excelled in agility and speed. Combined with the skills improved by her own blood power, she was confident that she could contend with thieves of the same rank without falling behind.
Within the Bloodwind Blade, she earned the title of “Blood Wing,” not only due to her own blessings but also thanks to this ghostly and intangible movement technique.
And the most important thing when dealing with mages was to get close and interrupt their incantations, then use their blades to slaughter their fragile bodies!
Yucilaka made what she considered the most correct choice in an instant.
The blood-colored shadow landed almost instantly before Verafia. Yucilaka’s red hair, hidden beneath her hood, fluttered as she raised the short sword in her palm. She could already see the girl’s exquisite little face at close range, and in the next moment, she would unleash her full power attack, which she had already accumulated!
But the excitement in Yucilaka’s eyes lasted only for a moment. Before her, the girl’s hair was caressed by the wind, and her beautiful eyes, revealed on her slightly raised face, seemed to flow with scorching gold flames.
Verafia raised her staff, and the crimson flame light had already condensed.
“Light piercing the world, Scorching Fire Line!”
A beam of scorching flame light instantly blasted out, hitting the blood-colored figure who had leaped before her in the blink of an eye, and then striking the tall tavern wall.
The immense thermal energy almost instantly melted the bricks and stones, blasting a huge hole in the wall. A tall, blood-colored shadow stumbled a step, landing awkwardly with its sword more than ten steps away from Verafia.
“Hmm, why isn’t she dead yet? Did I underestimate her too much?”
Verafia’s slightly confused voice made Yucilaka want to vomit blood.
But Yucilaka knew that with the terrifying power of the girl’s magic, she had only managed to avoid most of the power by relying on her ranger skills. If she had taken the full force of it head-on, even she, a Platinum ranger, would have been severely injured.
However, with the girl’s terrifyingly abnormal casting speed and outrageous magical power, Yucilaka knew that a frontal assault would be extremely difficult.
Yucilaka felt a sense of retreat in her heart.