I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 529

Chapter 529 The Dark Sword of Ending (Part 2)
At this moment, Ig’s body achieved a peculiar balance of human and demon race, light and darkness.
Ig grasped the Sword of Ending heavily in his palm, and all the overwhelming demonic power in the Demon King’s Heart surged into the trembling blade amidst the light like a tsunami.
Behind him, the Demon King’s reflection burned like the demonic fire of the entire night sky in the Demon Realm.
And across from him, Lancaster held the Holy Spear in his palm, piercing through all space and time, burning darkness, and aiming directly for Ig’s heart!
Ig’s eyes brightened, reflecting the trace of the Holy Spear’s descent in the azure of “Truesight.” His right hand, pressing the Sword of Ending, was lifted forcefully.
Suddenly, a delicate and fair little hand gently gripped his palm.
The delicate and soft palm of the girl made Ig’s heart flutter involuntarily. However, his lowered gaze saw the serious profile of the girl in his embrace.
Her little hand was in his palm, as if guiding him as a sword technique teacher, helping Ig lift the sword in his hand.
Even though Verafia’s strength was not enough to even lift it, under her touch, Ig instinctively followed her will in his heart, and his arm lifted in response, the mark of Ending carving out a perfect trace.
All traces of sword technique, and her colors, arose spontaneously in his heart.
It was as if, in the depths of the dead stillness, when he pulled out the Sword of Ending, he had unleashed the empty, destructive sword under the inundation of the entire world’s will, yet it was completely different—it was her hand guiding him to unleash that astonishing sword strike!
“Young Lady…”
Ig’s sideways glance fell upon her pale, fragile, yet flawless and magnificent profile, reflected in the brilliance where the Sacred Light and brilliant sword light converged:
This beautiful girl, the girl he loved… was clearly the noble Goddess Princess, yet she seemed to have abandoned everything and come to this domain of light, pointing the sword forged from blazing fire at Lancaster.
Throughout the journey, everything about Lord Lothel, and also, the Young Lady, the sword techniques she taught me… I was so foolish, yet I believed her when she said she merely absorbed Lothel’s memories…
A brilliant smile appeared on Ig’s face.
He suddenly thought of that pure white girl in the silent dark domain, her question to him, the choice between Lothel and the girls beside him…
But why would he need to choose?
Under the girl’s delicate, jade-like little hand, Ig’s palm suddenly lifted the Sword of Ending.
Instantly, the dazzling light under the Holy Spear shattered, and dark colors surged on the straight blade, but even more dazzling was the brilliant sword light of the Sword of Ending, far more radiant than the sun!
Darkness and light intertwined, even igniting scorching gold flames. Beneath the stunning sword light, Lancaster’s face showed a momentary look of terror.
This was unleashed by him and the girl—
“Ending, the Moment of Judgment and Annihilation!”
The dazzling sword light tore through the light, engulfing Lancaster’s figure, almost illuminating the entire sky!
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The sky was split by the straight sword energy, the color of light completely devoured, and the sky was ruled only by this brilliant sword light!
The entire city was shrouded by that brilliant sword light, and all the commoners and nobles of Lichen erupted in an uproar.
They could not believe that such dark demonic power could unleash such an astonishingly beautiful sword light, like the dawn of the sky, even submerging their king.
On the castle’s high tower, the mage robes billowed violently in the wind, and the black hair of the young mage Lan Lin adorned the falling crystal radiance of the sky, but Vicena’s delicate face, illuminated by the sword light, showed shock and panic.
“This, this…”
Vicena’s slender, delicate jade fingers twisted tightly together, and in her pair of indigo blue eyes, the look of panic could not be concealed:
“This is Brother Lothel’s sword technique… Ending, yes, I couldn’t mistake this sword intent.”
“Back then, it was this sword technique to save my sister… Could it be, could it be that Brother Lothel is really… But why is Lance standing opposite her?”
Filiria, with her slender, delicate body and a gorgeous evening gown, stood on the opposite high tower. Her slightly lowered jade-white snowy cheeks, reflecting streaks of magnificent brilliance, looked pure and flawless.
Filiria’s slightly lowered gaze fell upon the panicked young mage opposite her.
A hundred years ago, she had a good relationship with Vicena. At that time, the girl was not only Luvia’s sister but also a girl with close ties to Lothel and Lancaster.
However, such a relationship completely shattered when her youthful dream was broken sixty years ago… Even though she was afraid of being noticed by Lancaster and never truly showed it, she had never considered her a friend in her heart again.
Perhaps it was even earlier that she resented Vicena and enjoyed her panic, but at this moment, all that appeared on Filiria’s face was a slight smile, filled with a little pity for the deceived girl.
Filiria raised her head slightly and saw the beautiful girl embraced by the black-haired young man, as if nestled against his chest, under the infinite brilliant sword light. Her gaze was slightly reminiscent:
“However, Brother Lothel, it really is you… You from back then, but now you’re such a delicate and beautiful girl, even Iliza couldn’t have guessed this. But, Brother Lothel…”
The girl’s clear, reminiscent voice dissolved into the stirring sound of the wind. Filiria withdrew her gaze and gently shook her head.
Just as she had said before, her once soft and sweet girlish state of mind had long been buried in the past.
Filiria slightly raised her face with a light smile and then stood up and walked down the high tower.
In the sky above, the brilliant sword energy storm dominated for a full ten seconds. After it vanished, the sacred domain of light shattered, revealing a lightless sky.
And Lancaster’s figure was almost cut into two by such sword light. In the shining golden-white brilliance, copious blood dripped down, but the cut surface was as black as ink.
Like a living thing, viscous like mud, the fiend’s will continuously writhed, appearing extraordinarily strange on Lancaster’s once divine and sacred body.
“This… is almost the most severe injury this King has sustained in a hundred years.”
A low, hoarse laugh escaped Lancaster’s slightly raised face. Although it was still the same handsome, graceful face, it appeared exceptionally gloomy under the constantly shimmering light and shadow.
Lancaster’s right hand still held the utmost sacred light. Facing the Sword of Ending, he did not defend at all but forcefully took the blow with his body and forcefully activated the hurled Spear of Annihilation.
Furthermore, Lancaster did not choose to kill Ig directly. The thrust of the spear blade struck Ig’s heart, the Demon King’s Heart that violently shimmered under the scorching light!