I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 429

Chapter 429 Chapter 223: The Fall of Jealousy (Part 1)
Blazing Fire Startled Swan surged in the endless pitch sin, and the breathtaking sword light almost tore apart the cage shrouded by the endless abyss and original sin. However, endless tainted and rotting demonic power poured in and flowed, suppressing the radiance of the blazing fire once again.
Sin and iniquity’s tainted blood flowed and covered the ground. The viscous liquid barely made any sound of water. White jade lotuses touched it, yet the skin within the crystal high heels remained as pure as jade, untainted.
Miss Verafia’s jade face was like snow, and the reflected flame light was brilliant. With a movement of her wrist, endless flame will condensed on the sword edge. A destructive sword suddenly slashed and annihilated a deformed evil creature before her, splattering pitch demon blood.
Instead, in an instant, even Verafia’s flames could not completely incinerate the vitality in the blood. In the endless sea shrouded by “sin” and “abyss,” the broken blood fell into it, and an almost identical original sin evil creature crawled up in an instant!
“Miss Verafia, I told you. Although you are the princess of flames, without the Creation Divine Spark, you cannot escape!”
Lothel watched as Verafia struggled to deal with the original sin evil creatures of the abyss. However, under the siege, she fell into a desperate situation, with her flames almost extinguished, leaving only a wisp of flame light on the tainted sword edge. A cold smile finally curved on Lothel’s lips.
As the incarnation of the original sin of “Jealousy,” although rarely displayed, the emotions that constituted Lothel’s state of mind were entirely “Jealousy.”
Towards Verafia—this “princess of flames” who was so blessed, possessing the most noble identity and exquisite beauty almost from the moment of her birth—how could Lothel not feel jealousy?
Now, seeing the young girl almost at her wit’s end in her cage, even her spotless body, which was free from dirt, would be tainted by the most inferior “original sin.” In her heart, a cruel pleasure naturally surged.
What could make her prouder than seeing a most noble goddess fall at her feet!
With a sword of flame light, Verafia severed a tentacle from the viscous filth. She raised her eyes, and the sword edge forged with golden flame divine power in her delicate jade hand was stained with dirt. She could even feel the heavy and dim aura of the flames.
—The abyss evil creatures condensed from countless original sins almost completely suppressed the flame’s ripples, as if the origin of the blazing fire in the entire space was shielded. Even for her, it was extremely difficult to ignite a wisp of flame.
Not only the abyss, but the Creation Divine Spark brought them terrifying vitality. Verafia, who did not possess the flaming divine position, could not completely obliterate the original sin evil creatures in one go. This meant that for every original sin evil creature she killed, it would regenerate in the endless “abyss” and “sin” the next second!
This was also Lothel’s confidence in letting a “deity of flames” fall into her hands!
Verafia barely urged the residual flame light. Her suddenly raised gaze looked towards Lothel, who revealed a cruel smile behind the layered black curtain.
Her long eyelashes blinked slightly. In her golden flame-filled, newly opened eyes, a deep and stern color flashed. The young girl’s spotless snow-white cheeks were covered in frost. She drew her long sword and slashed!
In the tainted blood, the long sword of blazing fire finally could not bear the burden and shattered into dim fire embers.
But with a twist of her wrist, a gorgeous phoenix feather appeared in her delicate, silk-wrapped slender hand. It was quickly ignited by the brilliant gold blazing fire, forming a slender and graceful sword edge. With a sweep of the straight brilliant gold lines, it cut through the abyss that had spread to her front!
“Princess, you are still not giving up… Heh, your flames have been extinguished, and you even need to use your life’s feather as a sword.”
Lothel chuckled softly, her expression showing no hint of surprise.
Verafia’s actions were a sign of her exhaustion in Lothel’s eyes—perhaps Verafia’s feather was more powerful, but this matter, which almost involved her origin, would not be used lightly unless she was at the end of her rope.
The sword light in the young girl’s hand showed no intention of responding. The brilliant gold lines cut through the bodies of the original sin evil creatures around her without obstruction. Suddenly, a completely different, deep gray, and silent “Death” divine power on the golden flame’s sword edge directly annihilated all vitality in the flesh and blood!
This was “Death,” the other half of Atros, held in Verafia’s hand.
Verafia had suppressed the “Death” Divine Spark until now, releasing its power for the first time!
“As expected, the ‘Death’ Divine Spark that the Magic Monarch intended to seize from the demon’s remnant bones is in your hands.”
Lothel said, knowing that Verafia had also ventured into the Silent Abyss, so she was not surprised by this. A smile suddenly appeared on Lothel’s face:
“However, Princess, this divine spark has no compatibility with your power. How much of its power can you unleash? And how many swords can you swing!”
“Lothel, you talk too much!”
Verafia’s gaze turned cold. With a wave of her hand, the rippling sword light annihilated all tainted blood within a ten-meter radius. Her raised gaze directly met the witch behind the slightly thinner black curtain. The flame light on the slender sword edge in her slender hand was washed clean. The gray-black “Death” divine power reappeared, and a terrifying sword momentum seemed to descend abruptly!
“Wait, this sword momentum! Blazing Phoenix, your identity—”
Lothel seemed to have seen something impossible, and extreme shock spread through her voice.
Verafia sneered, but did not stop at all. She slightly tilted the wrist holding the sword, and a deep gray color, like the twilight of the end, was smeared on the slender sword edge, annihilating vitality and silencing all things!
—Sunset, the Sword of Ultimate Silence!
This was the only sword among all the sword arts created by Verafia that purely extinguished vitality! It was also the only sword that could be compatible with the Death Divine Spark!
Verafia had no confidence that she could approach the creatures supported by the endless abyss and original sin.
Her target was Lothel, who was behind everything!
The silent sword spread through space, silent, but its terrifying prestige almost caused all touched matter to perish.
“This is the Sword of Ultimate Silence!”
Lothel’s shocked voice finally let out, no longer the calmness and arrogance from before. Her voice, under the surging state of mind, even trembled:
“This is the sword of that existence! Could it be, you are from that young man—no! With his attainments alone, how could he master such a terrifying sword! Even he himself can only do this much!”
“Could it be—”
Lothel’s gaze fell upon the beautiful girl who had almost stepped before her, with only remnants of frosty coldness on her flawless porcelain-like tender face. A possibility that was absolutely impossible suddenly occurred in her mind.
“Could it be, you are that existence—Lord Lothel! If it’s you—Verafia, I won’t kill you, I won’t erase you… no! We can cooperate!”
Verafia merely gave a cold smile, ignoring it. She raised her sword feather long sword and suddenly slashed down the sword light of the ultimate silence!