I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 976

Chapter 22 The Sacred Spear of Piercing Light
As Shaliyeh spoke of the problem, dense light surged in the sky, like a grand vortex, with dazzling radiance accumulating at its center.
It wasn’t just Verafia fighting the fallen angel; the laws and divine power shattering in the sky, the pure sacred light of the Arnor Kolon Cathedral’s thousand years, and the faith of hundreds of thousands of lives, all poured into the Source of Light, condensing here.
Brilliant light took shape, and Ig felt the divine pressure and the sacred aura rippling on the ocean of light!
The traces of light erased the space-time destroyed by the annihilation law. Ophi, Misella, and others rushed to the girl’s side. They had also seen the magnificent light born in the sky. Even though Verafia waved her slender hand, using the life law in her way, they could still feel the pure and radiant pressure representing light.
“Veer, what is this…”
Ophi tightly held Little Fei’s hand, golden divine light falling on her face. As the incarnation of the water spirit, she could sense the aura of light more than others. She couldn’t help but look at Verafia beside her in surprise.
“It’s just as Little Fei thought. It’s the divine power of the God of Light.”
Verafia slightly raised her face. A strand of golden hair was touched by the divine light, and her slightly raised golden eyes looked into the depths of the light. The fallen angel, burned by the increasingly brilliant divine radiance, blinked her long eyelashes: “As for who made it, of course, it’s this angel.”
The eyes of the little loli with snow-blue long hair were stung by the dazzling light, but she still incredulously raised her head with all her might and said in a childish voice of surprise: “It’s Shaliyeh? But An An doesn’t understand. He clearly betrayed the God of Light, why…”
The fallen angel slowly stood up in the light. His divine body was broken, and the scorching divine radiance burned his wings. He saw Verafia, just a glance, and he didn’t need the Life Goddess’s explanation. Only light remained in his eyes, replaced by a burning passion.
Also burning in the light was Shaliyeh’s obsession of hundreds of thousands of years after falling into darkness.
He was born of light. The kiss of light gave him life, gave him an angelic appearance, and also gave him the will of light and the obsession with order.
As the first seraph of light, he could not question. Under the gentle gaze of the god, he received his name, and from then on, he wielded the sacred sword of “Judgment,” maintaining the order and light that the gods cared about in the name of the Archangel of Judgment, “Shaliyeh,” guarding the divine kingdom of light amidst the conflicts of the gods.
His deity was the supreme and greatest existence in the world. As a seraph, what should have been engraved in his heart was reverence and devotion. However, the erosion of countless years made the holy archangel recall more and more the gentle touch of his birth.
In the magnificent divine kingdom, Shaliyeh’s eyes were only filled with the noble face of light. His devotion to the god gradually eroded, turning into desecrating admiration, greedy and possessive.
The light sensed his distress, so the merciful and tolerant god bestowed upon him the love he sought.
However, the love bestowed by the god was selfless and equal, no different from everyone else, and far less than one-ten-thousandth of His love for the world and its people. How could Shaliyeh tolerate this?
Therefore, Shaliyeh chose to betray the god he admired and raised his sword against the light under the banner of darkness.
Until the God King of Darkness was defeated, the fallen Archangel came to a declining plane. After being modified by the remaining divine power of the God King of Darkness, it became the Demon Realm. From then on, for countless years, Shaliyeh lived in seclusion in the Demon Realm, never setting foot on his former homeland, nor seeing the light he admired again.
…
Until today.
“This, this…”
Not only Verafia saw it, but others also witnessed the scene of Shaliyeh’s fervent will manifesting in the light.
Misella’s bright blue eyes widened, her small hands covering her mouth, her silver-white hair slightly moving. Looking at the fallen angel being burned by the light, she exclaimed in disbelief: “Shaliyeh, this Demon King, actually fell into darkness because he admired the God of Light?”
As the silver-haired princess’s voice echoed in his ears, Ig held the girl’s smooth and tender hand, and looking at the dazzling sacred light, he understood.
He remembered Shaliyeh’s fleeting jealousy when he saw Ig holding Verafia.
“But if he truly admired the God of Light, Shaliyeh, why did he choose betrayal?”
Ophi ruffled her hair, her eyes filled with confusion. She looked at Verafia and Ig holding hands beside her, unable to imagine what kind of possibility would cause Ig to betray Verafia.
“Moreover, because of betrayal, Shaliyeh has been in the Demon Realm all along. Doesn’t that mean he hasn’t been able to see the God of Light for over a hundred thousand years?”
“Pfft, haven’t you noticed, Little Fei? This Shaliyeh doesn’t admire the light, he only admires the deity of light!”
Looking at the confused expression of the ice dragon girl, Verafia’s golden eyes slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth curved into a silver-bell sound of a smile.
Andes, who had been frowning, stepped forward: “Your Goddess Highness means that Shaliyeh… this fallen angel, only wants to possess the God of Light?”
“Yes. Shaliyeh only wants to possess the God of Light alone, which is why he chose to accept Moon’s deal, exchanged for fragments of the Origin of Light, then sowed the plague to occupy Arnor Kolon, and used the twisted faith of hundreds of thousands of people to shape the body and spirit of the God of Light.”
Verafia nodded slightly, raised her face again, and said.
Therefore, Shaliyeh didn’t care how tainted and twisted the God of Light shaped by distorted faith would be. He had already degenerated, merely greedy for his own god.
As for why Shaliyeh ordered the lord of Arnor Kolon to do good before she arrived, and why this city had peace and prosperity in times of chaos, perhaps it was just his self-deceiving delusion to please his beloved god, but he could tear off such a disguise without hesitation.
“So that’s how it is…”
Hearing the girl’s explanation, Ig murmured, lowered his head, and looked at Verafia’s beautiful, blinking eyes: “By the way, Shaliyeh just said that you, Veer, were deliberately holding back… is that also because of the God of Light?”
“Deliberately holding back? Well, somewhat.”
Verafia thought for a moment, nodded slightly: “However, the specific reason is that this young lady wanted to see the God of Light shaped by Shaliyeh.”
The gazes of the people beside them became confused. Verafia tilted her head and said:
“The God of Light did not fall, and what Shaliyeh holds is only a fragment of the Origin of Light. Well, even if a god of light were truly born, it would naturally not be a true god, at most only a part of it.”
“However, no matter what, it’s still a fragment from the Origin of Light. For this young lady, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
Saying softly, Verafia slightly raised her pupils. At the end of her gaze, Shaliyeh’s expression became more fervent. In the endless light, a slender and magnificent figure was faintly outlined, delicate golden hair slipping down, stirring in the traces of light.
Suddenly, her pupils moved.
The entire light instantly split into two. Shaliyeh’s surprised expression flickered. Between the split lights, more intense sacred light burned, and golden light traces passed in an instant.
Like a meteoric flash, a brilliant gold pierced through the equally luminous sky. The condensed sacred spear radiated brilliantly, as if driven by infinite light, piercing towards the fallen angel’s heart!