Chapter 99 Lichen
It was as if the elemental particles in the entire world were resonating, and the brilliance in Verafia’s eyes flickered, widening with force.
The dim golden divine breath suddenly ignited with crimson flames, piercing through the sky. Every ray of light, as heavy as a mountain range, was ignited by the flames!
Rodrigo’s furious roar was swallowed by the burning flames. The knight’s raised metal sword blade melted from the scorching heat, and his Saint Rank domain of light disintegrated!
“Boom!”
The tidal wave caused by the destruction of the Saint-level domain slammed heavily onto the ground, freezing the frost-blue dragon rigidly in the sky.
Ophi, whose dragon form was as large as a small mountain, her frost-blue magic shimmering, transformed into her maiden form. She let out a whimper, pain causing her large, frost-blue gem-like eyes to quickly fill with misty tears, yet she managed to support herself and get up:
“Ig, Verafia!”
The Sacred Light domain collapsed in the sky, and starlike flames adorned the ground.
Not far away, Ig was struggling to hold the maiden in his arms, using himself as a cushion for her. Fortunately, the kinetic energy from falling over ten meters did not cause him too much injury in his current state.
The girl in his arms slightly opened her golden eyes, gazing at the slender figure that flashed past behind him:
“Is it her…?”
The young man stood up from the ground, picking her up: “Young Lady…?”
“It’s nothing… I just used a little divine power.”
Verafia gently shook her head, leaning against his arm. She looked behind them; beyond the collapsed city walls, scattered soldiers had already appeared. Rodrigo’s collapsed sacred domain had also created an obstacle for the pursuing army, but it was difficult to conceal the knights who were constantly arriving from behind.
“Ig, now is the time… let’s quickly leave.”
Ig nodded, carrying Verafia and walking beside Ophi. He suddenly stopped, turning his gaze back.
The flame-like sparks dotted the ground, and in the sky outside the divine-level battlefield, a hint of white could be vaguely seen at the edge of the sky, as if dawn was about to break.
Indeed, it was the time of early morning.
Ig thought to himself.
Despite the dazzling brilliance of the Sacred Sword King, a few rays of morning sunlight were still scattered upon Lichen’s white city walls.
This city… last year, he had come before its gates with anticipation, but the way he was leaving was something he had never imagined.
Ig felt the warm, soft body temperature of the girl in his arms.
Lichen’s journey, whether for himself or for the girl in his arms, was probably an unpleasant experience, but the traces left by time were never easily erased.
The little princess from the Empire named Siya, Senior Elishia, Dofiraia… and Misaela.
The gaze in Ig’s eyes trembled heavily.
That beautiful girl, as pure as hazy moonlight, had stayed by his side for over half a year, wanting to keep him with her emotions and her love.
The last scene was of that beautiful and noble princess, wearing a beautiful and pure wedding dress, appearing in a dangerous city, but he had turned away and abandoned her. Crystal tears blurred her makeup-streaked face, dripping onto the silent earth.
Ig remembered his promises to her, his responsibilities, and the guilt that still lingered in his heart to this day.
But…
In this place, divided by the abyss of darkness and the knights of sacred light… Misaela, she, she is the princess of Peka, and will soon be found by the knights of the royal palace and brought back. She won’t be in danger, right?
But Ig knew better, that such words were merely hypocritical excuses.
Suddenly, a delicate and soft touch came, the girl’s soft and delicate tender hand gently touched his palm. Ig turned his head, and the girl lightly opened her eyes. After the dazzling divine radiance subsided, her golden eyes, as gentle as autumn water, looked at him.
“Ig… what are you thinking about?”
“I’m thinking about the experiences in this city.”
Ig did not hide it. He suddenly clasped the girl’s slender white tender hand, revealing a smile: “However, none of this matters anymore. Young Lady, let’s leave together.”
“Leave…”
Verafia lightly shifted her gaze. “The Royal City of White Iris,” Lichen, also fell into her sight under the whitening sky.
Since her rebirth, this city had always been regarded by Verafia as the end of her life.
The Royal City of Peka not only symbolized the memories and past of her former self as Lothel, but also contained the anger she had brewed in her heart since opening her eyes again, and a hatred etched into her bones.
At this moment, hearing the word “leave” from the young man embracing her, she couldn’t help but feel a dreamlike, yet awakening, sense of startled confusion.
Yes… there is no need to involve herself, or even the young man beside her, in such an ethereal hatred…
Her slender eyelashes gently trembled in the early morning wind. As a maiden of the gods, she could sense the increasingly swelling and brighter light representing Lancaster in the divine-level battlefield over Lichen’s sky.
She shouldn’t live for hatred… even if Lancaster survived. She should have more people to cherish, more things to cherish…
But…
Verafia’s downwards gaze fell upon her slender, white jade wrist. On her skin, like an artwork, was a delicate whiteness like snow, but in her sight, she could see a trace as delicate as a vividly blooming crimson rose.
She suddenly closed her eyes gently. If… if she wasn’t caught by Lancaster, if she wasn’t devoured… then, by his side, she would be a maiden once more…
Ig lowered his gaze, seeing the girl’s slightly raised snow-white little face. The corners of her tender lips slightly curved, revealing that gentle, sweet smile.
“En.”
A moving smile bloomed, and the girl nodded forcefully.
——
The gale and the void storm were destroyed by repeated impacts. In the sky, attacks that destroyed the world’s laws devoured the light, then annihilated themselves in deeper darkness.
Lancaster pierced the chest of the black-robed woman Kaina wrapped around him with a spear. The pulling spear aura shattered the Star God into a patch of black mist, which dissipated in the sky!
The dragon’s roar sounded, and the destructive dragon’s breath of black fire roared down. Lancaster lifted the black Star God Sword with his left hand, and the annihilating light instantly severed the dragon’s breath that was burning the sky.
Suddenly, Alice’s figure appeared beside Lancaster. Her white hair fluttered, her star-like eyes reflected the darkness after the dense light. In her jade-bamboo-like slender hand, she held a pure white staff, from which the abyssal light surged!
Douglas separated his dark Star God Incarnation. The moment it was destroyed by Eliza, the holy spear’s aura in his hand was raised again, illuminating a dazzling brilliance in the surging black abyss!
“Boom boom!”
Endless light and laws were completely erased in the impact!
Lancaster’s figure fell from the sky, and he only managed to stand firm again on the top of the castle. His chest had been hit by Eliza’s “Abyss,” and in the eroded flesh, the abyss of light and darkness erupted with bursts of annihilation.
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It will probably end tomorrow… finally wrapping up.
