I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 411

Chapter 411 Chapter 205 Feast (4)
Dragon roars sounded, and then the Frost Dragon flapped its wings, breaking through the castle walls and falling into the night sky.
However, although the actions of the young girls were noticed by everyone, no one could pay enough attention to them and could only ignore them.
A viscous, mud-like black tide surged in projection onto the mortal world, enveloping the entire castle space. Although there was no substantial corrosion or harm, to Saint Rank figures like Duke Cambell, they all raised their heads in terror and uttered disbelieving voices.
For Saints who had already reached the pinnacle of worldly cultivation, they could comprehend and grasp the laws and concepts that constituted the rules of the entire world to a certain extent.
But at this moment, they were all terrified to discover that within the shroud of the black domain, not only did the pervasive elemental fluctuations decay to freezing point, but even the laws and concepts they had comprehended withered and decayed, making them difficult to use.
It was as if under the black tide, all paths withered and all magic decayed!
Marquis Mays’s raised sword stopped in mid-air. Although silent, any existence could feel the sword intent domain blooming beside the Marquis, engaging in a fierce battle with the black tide.
“To possess such power just by extracting a spell from the Black Moon Tide, it’s no wonder your Elf Empire was annihilated in one fell swoop.”
Marquis Mays said, looking at the dark elf before him, who was actually separated by hundreds of thousands of meters in folded space, her beautiful figure concealed by a black robe.
The dark elf wore a longbow and a short sword at her waist, appearing to be a ranger. Her aura also reached Saint Rank, and after pulling back her robe, she held a lantern emitting a dark, faint glow.
“However, ten days ago outside Lorinc, my sword intent captured your aura… Dark Elf, although your skills can be considered decent, you are nowhere near the level of extracting the Black Moon Tide. Does your magic come from the traitor of the Elf Empire from back then, Zolgear of the Dark Moon?”
“Pfft. Human Marquis, you don’t know the past of the elves, so why do you describe the High Priest with the word traitor?”
A melodious and slightly elegant laugh echoed from the dark elf amidst the surging waves of the black tide.
The black robe trailed on the ground, and Ivansta’s steps made faint rustling sounds on the ground. “But you are right. The sacred river of the night… only the High Priest among our people is qualified to come into contact with it.”
“However, even at Zolgear’s level, it’s not easy to extract such a segment from it. But he gave it to you. Vicena’s defeat back then was indeed not unjustified… and you have crossed the sealed boundary to come to the human nation. It seems your ambitions are not small.”
Ten days ago, Vicena, as noble as the Chief Archmage, was defeated because she was clearly trapped in the same black tide domain, fighting in a scene where all laws and elements had withered.
However, at that time, the dark elf’s magic was not exposed, which meant that someone else had concealed it for her.
“I’m just fulfilling a request for someone… but His Excellency the High Priest should not blame me for using the power of the sacred river without permission.”
The dark elf blinked her eyes and looked at Marquis Mays, who was not far away.
The sword intent domain beside the Marquis surged, making it difficult for even a trace of the rippling black tide to approach. He placed his palm on his sword, as if a screaming sword light would be unleashed in the next moment.
“To be able to resist the domain of the sacred river at Saint Rank, there are very few among those idiotic and arrogant elves who can do this… Human Marquis, you truly are a disciple of that person mentioned in the rumors.”
Marquis Mays’s gaze suddenly sharpened. A smile appeared on the exquisite face of the dark elf opposite him, and she raised the black lantern in her hand high:
“Although you can resist, what about the others? You should know, that so-called Chief Archmage…”
A cold hum sounded, causing the dark elf’s face to abruptly change. In almost the same instant, countless extremely profound incantations, imbued with supreme mysteries, sounded in the air, finally converging into a clear, cold female voice:
“Purify!”
Immediately, the dark tide that enveloped the entire castle rapidly faded and thinned, finally becoming like clear water. The almost withered and decayed elemental and law fluctuations turned back.
“This is!”
The dark elf Ivansta turned her head in disbelief.
At this moment, the slender white jade-like tender hand of the young girl tore open the space of the banquet hall, and a mage girl wearing a court robe with gold trim and holding a magnificent staff emerged. Her silk-like blue and white hair cascaded to her shoulders, and the color in her frost-blue eyes was as sharp as her face.
“Vicena, is it you? No, I investigated, your injuries are still recovering, and it’s very difficult for you to even walk on the ground—”
The dark elf’s voice faltered. She realized that the “Vicena” she was looking at was merely an illusion left by the young girl.
“But this is still impossible! You were not only severely injured by Rogge, but you were also contaminated by the traces of the Dark Night Sacred River. In just ten days, such injuries can only be healed if that group of stupid elves’ Goddess of Life is present!”
Vicena ignored her completely and hurriedly called out, “Eggesti!”
“Lady Vicena.”
Marquis Mays’s expression didn’t show much surprise, and he still wore a faint smile, addressing her politely.
The mage girl suddenly stopped, her delicate brows furrowed. Vicena had originally thought that Eggesti inviting her after decades would be the beginning of their reconciliation.
But the Marquis’s voice, filled with a hint of detachment and distance, made her heart grow considerably colder.
Vicena suppressed her anger, but she couldn’t outwardly express it, so she merely flicked her staff towards the dark elf opposite her.
“No need to say anything else. Let’s eliminate these evil creatures of the dark night first!”
“Wait!”
Ivansta estimated the combat power of the opposite side and found that her own side had no chance. She quickly looked up and smiled sheepishly.
“Uh, I say… The High Priest sent me to your human lands just to find a runaway young girl. I have no intention of participating in your struggles. Do you believe me?”
“Hmph! Noisy!”
Vicena’s twitching staff responded to her, and a massive magic storm erupted!
…
The sky was covered by a heavy black curtain, and even the clear moonlight seemed oppressive.
Lorinc was brightly lit, and flames and screaming sounds almost covered the entire city. The city’s defenders, led by their generals, fought desperately.
However, with a large portion of their military forces diverted to block off the attacks, they had to retreat step by step in the face of countless transformed creatures with deformed bodies, hard scales, and fearlessness of death. Mangled flesh and remnants of bodies mixed with tainted black blood were scattered messily throughout the city streets.
“These guys, why are there so many!”
Verafia flicked her hand, sending out flames to incinerate a large number of attacking deformed monsters. She raised her head and complained.