I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 414

In the church, like an ocean of light, there was a quiet atmosphere, and all the particles in the air were silent, so that the prayers of the bishop in purple could be clearly heard.
The glass-like crystal high heels touched the marble floor where light shone outside the red carpet, and the clear sound like pearls and jade broke the silence that seemed to have lasted for a long time.
“Hey, you old guy, why are you still pretending to be a devout follower at this time!”
Feeling the light aura rushing towards her like a tide, Verafia raised her head and said to the bishop in purple.
Under the statue of the God of Light, Bishop Patel stood up, and the scorching gold holy marks on the烫纹 of his purple divine robe looked even more dazzling under the sacred light.
The bishop straightened his body, and on his turned face, his gray-brown eyes, brimming with light, were full of fanaticism:
“Pious, pretending? Heh, Fire Phoenix, you are ignorant, so you naturally find it difficult to understand my faith… and all the greatness of today!”
“Bishop Patel, did you wait for us here on purpose?”
Ig stepped forward, “You claim faith, then is what happened to Lorinc now, is this not from your evil magic? Also, where is Sister Chrisis!”
The bishop in purple turned his face to look at the young man.
Although his face was no different from what he had seen before, Ig felt an indescribable distortion.
“Young Master Ig, you are as vulgar as mortals. Magic… heh, such mundane skills are a desecration to Him—this is His miracle, His gift!”
The frenzied voice seemed to ignite the entire ocean of light in an instant. Bishop Patel waved his big hand, and his purple divine robe swayed, and substantial light elements sealed the chapel, and the heavy door fell with a bang:
“However, the Lord has issued a decree: Ig, you alone must stay here to see His true appearance.”
A booming explosion sounded, hitting the flame sword condensed by Verafia, who raised her staff, and repelling the girl a step back. The bishop in purple pressed his right hand on the seal, and the divine art suddenly condensed into a sacred sword of light!
“This bishop has really gone mad! Little Fei, be careful!”
The frost dragon’s breath was cut by the sword of light, and the ice dragon girl gritted her silver teeth, and the magnificent spear blade in her hand thrust out a spear aura, instantly piercing and shattering the entire great sword of light.
Behind her, Flarn, with blood-colored bat wings, pushed up and leaped high from the air. The aura of the original blood race was fully released, and the demonically charming blood light on the sword blade of Frost Moon was so dense that it was substantial. In the traces of the sword’s movement, the reflection of the river of blood appeared!
Bishop Patel shook his arm, and the admonitory words with scorching gold color on his wrist were instantly ignited under the divine robe: “Greatsword of Judgment!”
“Be careful! Before becoming a priest, Patel was also a famous Holy Light Knight!”
The sacred Dou Qi surged on the greatsword condensed by light, and with a heavy swing, it shattered the reflection of the river of blood.
Flarn grunted, and her slender bat wings were scraped by the impact’s fluctuations. Her entire delicate body was sent flying back in the air, and was caught by Verafia, who caught up from behind. At the same time, the staff condensed by flames pointed:
“Storm of the Glorious Corona!”
The light of blazing flames ignited in the dense sacred light, and the scorching flame wind stirred the thin gauze of the red silk of the evening gown; behind the girl’s delicate body, the golden blazing flames condensed in the void poured down, like the scorching gold light of a blazing sun storm, instantly submerging the place where the bishop in purple stood, and then falling with a bang like a burning scorching star!
However, Patel still stepped forward, and his emaciated left hand hanging under the long robe flowed with divine radiance, and pressed upwards!
“Holy Spear of Light!”
Dense divine art radiance surged in the air. The reflection of the legendary dragon-slaying holy spear Ascalon solidified and arranged under the light, slashing towards the corona storm under the gold!
“Boom!”
The holy spear released endless light, and in the collision between the fiery fire and the light, intense light and extreme heat erupted with violent fluctuations, almost shaking the entire church.
Under the high temperature of the fiery fire, the floor adorned with endless light instantly melted and evaporated. The air ignited by the repulsion of scorching gold flames and light elements formed a raging storm, whistling on the ground covered with thick cracks!
Verafia was pushed back by the afterwave of her burst. She protected Flarn, who was blown away behind her. Her scorching golden pupils lifted, and she quickly raised the staff in her little hand. The next moment, a divine art condensed, a crescent of light sword slashed in front of her!
Bishop Patel held the scepter of light, his purple divine robe fluttering. He walked out from the ground burning with light and scorching fire.
The golden sacred light shone on his expressionless and solemn face, making him appear even more sacred, as if he were the Bishop of Light holding the sacred banner and punishing heretics.
“You heretics, do not know to bow down under my Lord. What awaits you is bound to be the judgment of destruction!”
Powerful light divine arts were displayed one by one from the hands of the bishop in purple. The sacred power in his emaciated body seemed inexhaustible, roaring like a vast sea. Not only Verafia, but the other young girls also tightly grasped their weapons and stepped forward, resisting the bishop’s wave after wave of attacks!
“This Bishop Patel…!”
Although he was also a senior Star, the combat power displayed by the bishop in purple was clearly much stronger than that of Sean before. Ig even suspected that Patel could have such power at his peak was questionable.
“Boom!”
Bishop Patel held the Greatsword of Judgment in his right hand, and the attack condensed by the God of Light divine art swept across the air. Flann, who was close, and Verafia, who was blocking in front of Ig, were repelled by a single blow. Verafia, who bore most of the attack, grunted, and a trace of pain appeared on her exquisitely beautiful little face.
The black-haired young man gritted his teeth, wishing he could draw his sword and charge forward, but his true strength was still a whole major level behind Shiel. He couldn’t even withstand a stray ripple of the battle, and could only worry behind them.
“Even if, Patel is old and weak, even if blessed by his so-called ‘Deity’, he should not be without weakness—”
Ig unwillingly opened his Eye of Insight again. What appeared before his eyes was Patel’s flawless figure:
Not only was his light sacred power and sacred Dou Qi full and surging, but even the severe injuries and hidden wounds that Patel suffered when he was a knight were gone. Within his body, the life force throughout his entire body was as if he had become decades younger, and he could freely display his divine art attainments!
Even with such dense vitality that healed instantly even when injured, Ig suspected that the Star who could reach this level had already broken through the Saint Rank!
“But that’s not right, even the gift of the so-called deity requires some kind of connection—”
Ig gritted his teeth and forcibly pushed away the “True Eye”. His face quickly turned pale, but in his pupils, all colors and graphics converged, returning to the initial lines and dots.
—Except, at the place where Bishop Patel stood, there were patterns of green life force drawn.