The blazing sword edge severed the starry sky, and within the bright radiance, infinite high temperatures lingered. Tongues of flame licked, and the exquisitely beautiful flame instantly enveloped the entire eternal darkness.
“That is—” Ander dun’s face was filled with panic.
As if struck in the chest with a sword, Ig felt the magnificent flame surge over his entire body. The authority of the flame burned his body, but there was no scorching pain, only extinguishing the death black flames that had ignited on his body, allowing the submerged dark starry sky to burn.
The God King’s world-burning blazing flame was, instead, like the gentle touch of a young girl.
Severed from the connection with the starry sky, Ig knelt on one knee, clutching his chest, but raised his face unyieldingly.
Scorching red, floating in the air like drifting red feathers. The entire royal court was melted by frost, and the billowing steam swept like a tornado, but in the next instant, it was ignited into an ocean of flames.
Even the terrifying pressure beneath the ice throne vanished like melting snow. Count Robert, who had been forced to kneel, and the others raised their eyes in surprise. Blazing flames ignited in the world of frost, and destructive, splendid, and dazzling crimson was like a sword edge of flames, severing the ice domain!
“It’s her, Her Highness the Goddess… No, she is the Goddess!”
Exclamations of surprise, like the most pious prayers of believers, spread with the light of the blazing flame throughout the frosty world.
The flaring wind swept through the frost, gently blowing open Kasserie’s frost-colored skirt. The witch’s eyes reflected brilliant fireworks, with a trace of faint sadness adorning them.
She whispered, “Your Highness…”
Ig knelt on the ground, gripping the Mistetinn’s Staff planted in the ground, his outstretched palm embedded in the melting earth. The wind of scorching flames blew against his body, and tears flowed from his eyes, only to be dried by the high temperature of the flames.
“Veer!!”
He shouted unwillingly towards the girl’s figure in the sky.
Flames burned in the celestial dome, like a golden avenue paved, sacred and luxurious. In the radiant glory of divine light, the peerlessly beautiful Goddess walked forth, holding the divine sword of flame.
Scorching golden divine power wove a luxurious skirt on the girl’s divine body. Her dawn-golden hair fell to her waist. She slightly raised her golden flame-scorched pupils, a deep, burning crimson prominently displayed.
“It’s you—”
The deity on the ice throne let out a startled roar. The moment the starry sky was severed by the flame sword, He regained control over His divine power and authority.
The brilliance of dazzling gold and scorching crimson reflected on the ice armor. The deity felt a hint of fear, as if re-experiencing the terrifying memory of the once peerlessly luxurious Flame Goddess, wielding her sword to sever the ice-bound starry sky.
But the deity suddenly roared and rose from the ice-sealed throne. A massive arm formed from ice raised a giant scythe of frost:
“However, I am complete, possessing the power of frost and the starry sky, no longer comparable to the incomplete remnant from half a year ago! You are merely a residual brand of the former flame—”
The giant scythe of frost danced, stirring up terrifying waves of frost, but it melted and disintegrated the moment it came into contact with the flame. The Flame Goddess’s scorching golden pupils lifted, her slender hand waved, and the blazing divine sword of flame drew brilliant radiance.
The giant scythe of frost shattered, and the God of Ice let out a painful roar. The edge of the blazing flame sword cut through His right arm, and the laws of ice instantly disintegrated.
The girl landed beside Him, her lotus feet lightly stepping. Dazzling flames spread along ripples. A pair of magnificent golden eyes reflected the melting frost, and she swung her sword again.
“Boom!”
The God of Ice crashed to the ground with a roar. The earth shattered, and the laws of frost spread along the cracks, but were burned by the fierce flames. The God of Ice angrily raised his face. The dark starry sky spread again, and suddenly a scorching sword mark fell, illuminating the entire darkness.
“Whether it be frost or the starry sky, you are merely an usurper. How can you call yourself a god?”
The girl’s gentle voice came, as pleasant as the most beautiful music, illuminating the frost like the flames burning on her sword. The girl lightly took a lotus step, and the flames burning in her slender hand, the sword of flame, blazed brilliantly.
Shouts of fear and rage echoed throughout the world. The light of the laws on the God of Ice’s body brightened, turning into countless crystalline ice mist. Frost and darkness struggled under the light of the flame:
“I possess the authority of ice and the power of the starry sky, how am I not a deity! You are no longer the God King, merely a fragmented imprint. How can you kill me!”
The girl deity’s exquisitely beautiful face broke into a gentle smile.
Her golden eyes slightly raised, and her slender hand lifted the long sword. The firelight on the sword edge suddenly ignited, carrying flames that seemed to incinerate all things, yet like the dazzling light that lit up the dawn, she drew it down from the zenith.
The world-shattering sword drew a magnificent and resplendent stroke across the frost and starry sky. The traces of the world momentarily stopped. In the ice mist, expressions of terror appeared, but the piercing light of the flame sword submerged them.
The frost was burnt, and the starry river shattered!
The entire royal court disintegrated. The crimson flames devoured the scattered frost. The girl deity lightly tapped her sword, melting away the darkness with her slender jade hand, lightly grasping a wisp of frost.
Within the ice, remnants of malicious and hateful will remained. The Flame Goddess’s jade hand lightly clenched, and instantly, brilliant firelight enveloped the frost. Amidst the fragments of ice, a miserable scream could be heard.
This was the origin of the law of ice. Even held in her hand, a bone-chilling cold could be felt… Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. In her slender palm, clusters of flame laws condensed into chains, piercing through the ice fragments, temporarily sealing it.
She descended from the sky where the frost had been burnt. Billowing water vapor condensed in mid-air, like a steaming mist. The black-haired young man tightly gripped the ground, staring at her with eyes about to burst.
She had a similar face, but was not the familiar girl of the past. Her vibrant crimson, like a blooming flower, flowed and rendered on the delicate golden threads, falling to her waist. Her luxurious pupils were illuminated by the scorching crimson blazing flames, like destruction.
Her slender figure, which was still that of a semi-young girl, gradually became taller. Her tender chest gradually swelled. No longer just a bud waiting to bloom, the tender young girl appeared elegant and mature.
Verafia was a girl who had become a Goddess… Her figure bore no traces of time’s erosion. Ig had imagined how dazzling and gorgeous she would be when she matured.
But at this moment, it almost caused him heart-wrenching pain.
The red-haired Goddess walked before him. The magnificent crimson flames around them lit up the area. She did not mind Ig’s hateful gaze and extended her slender jade hand to him.
“Herafir—”
A voice, almost gritted between his teeth, escaped from the gaps in Ig’s lips. Ig tightly gripped the End in his hand, his arm trembling, and met her gaze with intense hatred.
