I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 259

Chapter 259 Chapter 53 Seeing Again
Vicena’s spell struck the necromancer, engulfing him in pure and immense magical power. However, suddenly, an extremely strong magical fluctuation appeared on the necromancer, and in an instant, dozens of high-level magic formations that enveloped the surroundings were all shattered.
“This is…?”
Vicena pointed her staff, her beautiful eyes showing surprise. She clearly felt that the magic attack she had released in that instant had been broken and shattered from the root of the runes.
The magic power, disconnected from the spell formula, became a chaotic storm, shattered by a surge of magic that suddenly stabbed out. The necromancer’s figure appeared even more disheveled than before. He glanced at Vicena maliciously, but without saying a word, he turned into black smoke and fled.
“Don’t run!”
A trace of anxiety flashed in Vicena’s eyes as she shouted, holding her staff aloft. A powerful magical force tore through space.
“Teacher!”
Dofiraia had just caught up, and the eyes she raised only saw a streak of light shooting straight up. The young girl couldn’t help but feel a bit worried. She had never seen her teacher wear such an expression, and he hadn’t even left her a single word.
“Miss Dofi, I think perhaps Lord Vicena believes this necromancer will pose a hidden danger, which is why she is so urgently pursuing him. After all, it’s highly likely this person opened this domain.”
A deep man’s voice appeared. Dofi turned around and saw Count Lunse walking over to the side, speaking to comfort her. “Moreover, Lord Vicena is currently the most powerful Grand Mage in Peka, while the opponent is merely at the Star level. Perhaps, Miss Dofi, you don’t need to worry about her.”
A smile appeared on Dofiraia’s delicate face, and she nodded. “Thank you for your comfort, sir. I just hope my teacher can capture him quickly.”
The necromancer’s domain was collapsing. However, Verafia wasn’t too surprised, especially since Anderdun, the core of the entire domain, had been taken away by her and even slashed by Ig.
The once gray and dead sky had rejoined the real timeline.
In the ruined wasteland, a young girl walked out with a fiery pigeon with vibrant feathers in her arms. Her long dress, with a crimson base decorated with gorgeous ribbons and gold thread, was slightly stirred by the sound of the wind.
Her hair, soft as sunlight, cascaded down her flawless skin. The young girl raised her eyes, looking at the dazzling white sword mark etched across the entire vast sky, still radiating an astonishing sword intent.
“It seems that my previous sword techniques can still be imitated… I just don’t know how similar they are? Oh well, no matter how I look at it, no one can suspect me.”
The sword that Ig swung down in anger after pulling it out was naturally the “Sword of Void Annihilation and Absolute Severance” that Vicena had wielded by borrowing the power of the Black-winged Monarch remaining in the core of the domain and resonating with the End.
However, Vicena was, to a large extent, imitating the mindset she had when she was Lothel in the past.
“A blow like this, besides Vicena, would it also make Lancaster care?”
Verafia’s long eyelashes blinked lightly, her beautiful pupils gazing at Vicena, who was chasing like a streak of light in the sky. Suddenly, the corners of the young girl’s tender lips curled up slightly.
“Coo coo!”
The fire pigeon cooed twice. Verafia lowered her eyes, her jade-like slender hand caressing its feathers, “Are you saying I can’t catch up to her?”
The fire pigeon flapped its wings, but it seemed less resistant to the young girl’s petting than before. Verafia’s exquisite snowy cheeks showed a slight smile.
“Pfft, I’ve already gotten what I wanted, so of course, there’s no reason for me to chase her. However, that guy seems impatient? Hmm, let’s go meet him!”
The light, pleasant, bell-like young girl’s voice echoed in the empty, ruined wasteland. Verafia, holding the fire pigeon, gradually disappeared into the gray space with her gorgeous, vibrantly colored silhouette.
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Ig knelt on the ground, speechless. The blade of the End pierced the ground, and the blood from his wounded palm dripped onto the ground, drop by drop, along the edge of the blade.
“Ig…”
Fran’s silk-like silver-white hair was a bit messy, and her exquisite dress was also torn and tattered. On her pure white, tender little face, she looked at the young man before her with some bewilderment.
The wood elf girl wanted to go find her fire pigeon, but looking at Ig’s state, she couldn’t move her legs. Holding her bowstring, she stood behind the young man.
Around them, as the spatial domain collapsed, hundreds of adventurers who had survived the tide of death stood around. Everyone had clearly seen Ig’s sword just now, and their gazes towards the young man were filled with respect.
Ig, however, had no intention of paying attention to anyone else. He gripped the sword hilt with his right hand, but his body was as heavy as if it were cast iron, and he had no strength to stand up.
“Ig!”
A clear, crystal-like young girl’s voice called out. Ig quickly pushed himself up. The people surrounding him voluntarily parted, and the dragon clan girl, with her ice crystal armor glittering and exquisite, her tender little face flushed with a slight blush, rushed over, panting slightly.
“Miss Ophi, are you alright?”
“Nyah!”
Ophilia didn’t expect Ig to grab her hand in broad daylight. Her frost-blue, delicate little tail flinched in fright. However, seeing the obvious anxiety in the young man’s eyes, the ice dragon girl quickly calmed herself and said,
“Mmm, I’m actually fine. It’s just that I suddenly appeared in front of you. I wonder about you, Ig…”
“Then Little Fei, have you seen Miss Vera?”
Ophilia felt a bit surprised by the boy’s question and quickly stood on tiptoe, propping up her little head and looking around.
“Huh? That fire phoenix, wasn’t she always by your side? Could it be that this phoenix has also fallen somewhere?”
Ig slowly released Ophilia’s hand. However, he was then grabbed by the wrist by another cool, slender hand. The force from her urgency made Ig’s arm tremble, but his expression remained unchanged.
“Ig, are you saying sister… Sister, what happened to her?” Fran’s young voice suddenly became very high-pitched.
Ig’s fingers touched his wrist. This was where the young girl had once imprinted a fiery mark. Ig remembered that the phoenix maiden had once threatened him in a joking tone.
Normally, even if this flame was hidden beneath his skin, Ig could feel its fiery and dazzling aura, just like that Miss Phoenix.
But… in this domain, ever since he and Verafia had separated, the connection of flames had been very weak. When Ig drew his sword, he couldn’t touch it at all.
Ig forcefully lifted his face, and the voice that came from his lips was more distorted than he had imagined.
“Young Lady, she… I don’t know…”
“Hey, Little Fran, and you, Ig, are you looking for me?”
The girl’s clear and melodious voice appeared, carrying the youthful playfulness of someone her age.
Ig’s gaze trembled, and he quickly raised his head. In the entire shattered domain, Verafia tilted her little head, her fingertips stroking her golden hair, her exquisite jade-like face breaking into a gentle smile.