Chapter 228 Eat It!
“Coo coo!”
The Fire Pigeon felt fear. It immediately flapped its wings, its body rapidly expanding, and aggressively opened its beak, releasing a large amount of flames, trying to escape Verafia’s spell.
“You’re already in this young lady’s hands, and you still want to escape? That’s impossible!”
Verafia shouted, her staff waving, and the massive flames illuminated the entire sky. Amidst the blazing fire, golden runes flickered and connected, forming a giant net that confined the Fire Pigeon.
The Fire Pigeon let out a cry of despair.
Verafia’s small hand, carved like jade, reached into the gathered flames. Her large golden eyes blinked, and she pulled out a pigeon with fiery feathers.
The Fire Pigeon struggled and cooed, flapping its wings incessantly. However, the flames it released had no effect on the pure white small hand gripping its wings.
Ig approached the young girl and looked at the struggling pigeon in her hand, asking curiously.
“Young Lady, this pigeon… did you catch it?”
Earlier, the high temperature released by this pigeon was terrifying, even through Ophi’s ice. Ig had no doubt that if Miss Phoenix hadn’t extended her staff to block, he would have been directly roasted.
But now, it was like an ordinary pigeon, cooing in Verafia’s hand.
Ig reached out to touch it, but suddenly, the Fire Pigeon struggled its head and spat out a small puff of flame, scaring Ig into quickly retracting his hand.
“Of course. How could it escape when it fell into this young lady’s hands!”
The young girl’s large eyes slanted proudly. She extended her pure white jade finger and poked the Fire Pigeon’s head forcefully. The Fire Pigeon cried out mournfully.
Ophi, who had been knocked away by the Fire Pigeon, also patted the dust off herself and ran to the young girl’s side. Her ice-blue eyes looked at this Fire Pigeon strangely.
Ophi also wanted to rub the Fire Pigeon’s head, like Verafia, but she was afraid of being burned and hesitated.
“But Verafia, what are you planning to do with this pigeon you caught?” Ophi tilted her head and asked speculatively.
“Of course, eat it!”
Verafia’s golden eyes shone with light, revealing her small white tiger teeth. Her exquisite snowy cheeks showed a look of interest.
The Fire Pigeon trembled, no longer daring to struggle its wings, even its cooing becoming intermittent.
Ig looked at the plump pigeon caught in the young girl’s clean white hand, thinking that this size would be great for roasting.
“But Young Lady, I remember you don’t eat birds like pigeons, do you?”
Ig remembered that when he first met this young lady, the first time he roasted a pigeon for her, her almost murderous gaze made Ig rarely eat any birds or poultry since then.
However, Ig later understood that Verafia didn’t really consider these birds as her relatives. It was just that, as a phoenix divine bird, eating the meat of birds made the young girl feel uncomfortable and disgusted, both physically and mentally.
“Who said it’s a pigeon? It just looks like one.”
Verafia waved the small hand holding the Fire Pigeon’s wings, showing great disdain for her attendant’s lack of knowledge. The girl’s golden eyes lit up with excitement:
“This guy is a pure Fire Spirit. Hmph, this young lady’s luck is really good. I was just thinking about how to recover my strength quickly, and it delivered itself to my doorstep!”
“Sister, are you referring to a pure Fire Spirit that simply gave birth to intelligence from a flame element due to its pure spiritual power?”
Flarn approached the young girl, sheathed her sword, and looked up on tiptoe. Seeing the young girl nod in acknowledgment, Flarn turned her face and began to explain to the confused Ig.
“Pure Fire Spirit and Fire Spirit Essence are completely different concepts. Fire Spirit Essence can only be considered refined flames, and although they can be considered precious materials, they are worlds apart from a pure Fire Spirit, which can be considered an embodiment of pure fire elements.”
“Pure Fire Spirits are spiritual bodies formed by the convergence of flame elements. However, generally, they can only be born in flame sacred grounds where powerful flame sacred beasts and divine objects are born, after tens of thousands of years of tempering by the entire flame spiritual power, with only a slim chance of formation.”
When Flarn inherited Duke Oran’s progenitor blood, she also gained the knowledge of the legendary powerful person whose half of his body had stepped into the immortal realm. Although most of it was in fragments, she could choose to touch upon it.
Flarn’s delicate voice paused. Her crimson gem-like eyes looked up at Verafia.
“I also heard a rumor that the birth of every pure Fire Spirit might also be due to fragments of divine power left by flame deities in the world…”
“It’s about what Little Flarn said. However, pure Fire Spirits have little to do with flame deities.”
Verafia’s scorching golden eyes blinked, her slender eyelashes casting shadows on her white skin. Suddenly, her expression, which had been on her snow-like delicate face, became excited again.
“Of course, it’s quite rare for a pure Fire Spirit to cultivate to this pigeon’s level. Hey, and we actually encountered it.”
“Even in this young lady’s view, I’ve only seen it a few times. Moreover, those flame spirits only reached the formed stage before being captured by your human alchemists to refine the Philosopher’s Stone.”
When forging the End, according to Raphnos’s plan, using Fire Spirits would have been the best choice. However, Lothel only accidentally saw it at an auction, and the price of over ten thousand gold coins directly deterred her.
“Speaking of which, even the ‘Primal Fire’ in your human legends is essentially the same as this pigeon.”
Listening to the young girl’s explanation, Ig showed a thoughtful look.
Ig asked, “Then… Young Lady, are you planning to eat this pure Fire Spirit directly?”
“Of course. You should know that the flame spiritual power contained in a pure Fire Spirit needs to be calculated in tens of thousands of years. A large one like this is enough to provide all the energy for you humans, from Black Iron to Legend!”
Verafia’s eyes shone with light. She looked at the trembling Fire Pigeon, her delicate jade fingertips gently stroking its feathers.
The pigeon’s cooing trembled more violently.
Flarn also tried to reach out and touch the trembling Fire Pigeon. The touch of her fingertips was a warm, fleshy sensation, not a false illusion.
The blood race girl’s cheeks showed a confused expression:
“But Sister… I remember that elemental spirits like ‘pure Fire Spirits’ do not have flesh and blood bodies. Sister, are you sure this pigeon is really a ‘pure Fire Spirit’?”
