Chapter 156 Confrontation
Ophi held the long spear in her hand tightly and turned her head to look at the suddenly appearing demon. A hint of surprise flashed in her clear, frost-blue gem-like eyes. She instinctively straightened up and asked with naive confusion, “Um… who are you?”
The Ice Dragon Girl knew that Verafia had subdued a demon, and she also knew that the demon had been hiding within Ig’s body. However, she had only met this demon uncle a few times. She vaguely remembered it had been in the Peka Kingdom, within the ruins of a fallen demon… but tragically, Ophi’s little head couldn’t recall the demon’s name at all. Thus, her voice couldn’t help but carry a hint of apology.
“Heh heh, what a polite dragon girl. That’s much better than that unreasonable Young Lady.” The demon uncle grinned, his wavering body gradually solidifying as he appeared before her with a smile, looking at the well-bred dragon girl whose expression matched her appearance. She slightly lowered her head, revealing her pure and delicate face, and asked with apology.
“Although Verafia forced me to use polite address, and the Young Lady and Ig aren’t here, no one can stop me from secretly speaking ill of her,” he chuckled sinisterly. “Little Ice Dragon Girl, just call me Anderdun. As for that kid Ig, at least he’s fine for now.”
Because Verafia had forced them, Anderdun and Ig had signed a very strict master-servant contract. If Ig were to die, even if he had been an immortal Demon King, his soul would be scattered. Since Anderdun was still safe and sound, it naturally meant that Ig wasn’t in any serious trouble.
Hearing the explanation, Ophi’s chest rose and fell slightly, and she let out a sigh of relief.
“However, right now, we shouldn’t be worrying about that kid.” Anderdun turned around, the Death Scythe in his hand burning with black flames, casting shadows on the ground, his expression turning grave.
Ophi turned her head and saw the silver-white moonlight longsword beside her, its pure white radiance flowing like water ripples. “Did Ig leave this for me?” The Ice Dragon Girl quickly embraced the longsword. The pure, radiant longsword transformed into a soft, pure moonlight in her hands.
Suddenly, she felt the moonlight in her hands ripple. At the same time, white frost began to spread across the ground, pure and cold, like a pool of mercury spread across the battle-ravaged earth. This was the arrival of another moonlight.
A tall figure emerged from the moonlight. Even wrapped in divine robes and a cape, his body still appeared slender and tall. His dark silver hair fell casually over his shoulders. Beneath his pointed elven ears, his refined face revealed a gentle smile.
“Is this the Tree of Life that Lord Silverslice transformed into? Alas, even the power of a deity cannot overcome the erosion of the Abyss.” The Dark Elf shook his head with a sigh. Ophi, gripping the long spear, stood beside Anderdun, her large frost-blue eyes warily fixed on the approaching figure.
The figure’s voice drifted over, “But it seems the battle has already ended. Miss Sylvia, the time you blocked me was truly undeniable.”
“You are…” Ophi tightened her grip on the long spear, a faint sound escaping her lips filled with hostility.
Zolergia lowered his dark silver eyes. The luxurious markings on his divine robe refracted the moonlight. The gaze in his silver eyes fell upon the dragon girl’s face with admiration, and he revealed a smile: “Miss Ophi, please convey my regards to His Majesty Gedohoya on my behalf. By the way, you are currently the incarnation of the Water Sprite Undine, aren’t you? His Majesty Gedohoya once asked me to search for traces of elemental spirits, and I never expected them to reappear through his daughter.”
Ophi’s vigilance and hostility did not lessen in the slightest. The Dark Elf High Priest before her displayed a friendly demeanor and spoke of his connection with Gedohoya. However, Ophi had heard his name from Verafia, and he was their enemy. Moreover, she had witnessed with her own eyes how Sylvia, with her core shattered before the World Gate, had sacrificed herself to stop him.
Behind Zolergia, a pure moonlight suddenly shone down. Untainted silver hair cascaded down beneath his exquisite pointed ears, with a few strands shimmering with crystalline luster. The Silver Moon Elf maiden’s delicate feet gently shifted in the moonlight, appearing within her sight.
A bright light flashed in Ophi’s frost-blue beautiful eyes. She raised her head and exclaimed with surprise, “Miss Irene!” The holy maiden of the Silver Moon Elves’ gaze was pure, falling upon her briefly. In her beautiful eyes, resembling silver moons, there was no emotional fluctuation. It was as if the Moon Elf before the Ice Dragon Girl was merely a wisp of pure moonlight.
Right, Irene had also been controlled by the Dark Elves… It was she who had killed Miss Sylvia before the World Gate. Thinking of this fact somewhat dizzily, Ophi’s bright eyes immediately dimmed, revealing a saddened expression. In her heart, she had treated this silent Silver Moon Elf, who had accompanied them on their travels for over two years, as a friend.
“But how did they control Miss Irene? Right, Veer said that the Dark Elves also possess a trace of Goddess Elusya’s moonlight…” As Aizeliasia appeared, Ophi felt the moonlight left by Ig in her hands grow more restless. Her frost-blue beautiful eyes widened in surprise as she raised her head and made this guess.
Anderdun stepped in front of her, his azure eyes flickering with the turbulence of death. He looked up and said, “Zolergia, I’ve heard your name for a very long time. However, this is our first meeting.”
One hundred years ago, when the Demon Race legions invaded the continent of Agrand, Anderdun was serving as the vanguard under the Demon King. At that time, the High Priest of the Silver Moon Elves was none other than the Zolergia before him. However, the flames of the Demon Race War had not truly reached the Elven Empire on the western side of the continent. And in the tenth year of the war, Anderdun was ordered to bring countless high-level demons to Aizeliasia, the border between the Empire and the Kingdom, to intercept Lothel and his companions who had revealed their whereabouts. However, he was defeated by Lancaster, who had drawn the Sacred Sword, and ultimately fell in the hills of Granhighlands. Therefore, Anderdun said that this was his first true meeting with Zolergia.
Of course, Anderdun at this moment was not the immortal Demon God he once was in his prime. Facing a legend once again, he had to maintain as much caution as possible and said, “Dark Elf, you know that this is where the Goddess transformed, the ocean of the Abyss. However, before you arrived, this domain had already been occupied by a swordsman from the Abyss.”
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Fewer and fewer people are reading. There haven’t been any comments for several chapters… I should write faster…
