I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 1050

Chapter 97 Withered Iris
Verafia did not respond to her words, her golden eyes directly gazing at the Abyss Queen and the boundless abyss behind her:
“You are the essence of the abyss, but where is Iris?”
“That is the Saintess Miss who once loved you… Miss Iris, she helped me a lot, and she is the one who freed me from Lancaster. As you can see, Iris threw herself into the abyss. In the end, she blessed me, opening a new era.”
The silver-haired queen’s skirt fluttered gently, her voice soft and bringing a gentle feeling. She slowly extended her hand, as if inviting.
“After the abyss covers this world, a new era will be born, a world without war, without oppression… a peaceful and happy world. Brother Lothel, stay by my side, let us witness the new era together.”
Verafia remained silent, as if sensing the increasingly cold color in the young girl’s golden eyes. Phyrilia then said, “Are you resentful that I defeated that Flame Goddess, or are you reluctant to part with the young man by your side?”
The queen’s gaze swept over Ig. She had seen Ig and knew that this was a young man who was almost married to her own daughter. Phyrilia suddenly smiled with relief on her beautiful face, her gentle voice uttering:
“If you are willing to agree with me, in our world, I can resurrect that Goddess. As for Ig… I can make concessions and turn him into a beautiful young girl just like you are now, to accompany you by my side.”
“You are mistaken.”
An exceptionally cold voice came from the young girl’s lips. Her beautiful pupils seemed to be illuminated by golden burning fire. She tightened her grip on the sword in her hand, and brilliant divine light began to surge on the sword edge.
Verafia looked at the surprise faintly revealed on the queen’s face: “Phyrilia, the one before you is not Lothel. I am Verafia.”
In the burning flames, it was as if absolute cold frost condensed, and a stern aura spread from her body. Even though Verafia, who was a deity under the abyss, her power forcibly rewrote this already corroded world.
Verafia had once wondered if she would feel nostalgic when she saw Princess Phyrilia again, but upon seeing her again, she only felt a deep indifference.
Drawing her sword was not just because of Herafir, or simply because she now considered herself a young girl with someone she loved and a life she aspired to in the current world.
She had met many people on her travels. Even with different troubles, they had their own lives and their own hopes. Their little bits and pieces formed different lives. How could she, just because she decreed a more “beautiful and happy” world, allow the abyss to destroy all of this?
…Moreover, the Phyrilia before her was so selfish!
Levantine was drawn, a sword of destruction, and at the same time, the integration of Yggdrasil Mysteading, the fire of destruction, the birth of creation, two diametrically opposed powers were perfectly presented!
She and Herafir were one, born as the deities of flame. Reborn with the divine spark of “creation,” during her time without the position of Flame God, Verafia accepted the inheritance of the Goddess Siluseless, and after Nirvana, she ignited the divine spark of life with inextinguishable fire.
At this moment, whether life or flame, there was no conflict, they merged seamlessly, unleashing their might in Verafia’s hands!
The raging flames illuminated life. Beneath Verafia’s feet, as if pages of a book were unfolding, a magnificent domain rapidly spread, as if to counter the abyss, Verafia had created a new world.
And with a fierce sword strike, endless brilliant divine light reflected, annihilating the sweeping abyss!
“Why, why, Brother Lothel, did you do this to me…”
The Abyss Queen revealed a sad expression, as if deeply hurt by Verafia’s words. Behind her, the power of the boundless abyss began to surge again, like a ferocious dark serpent pouncing down, tearing apart Verafia’s domain piece by piece.
But suddenly, a streak of blinding white sword light flashed, and the Sword of Eternity instantly annihilated the giant serpent, its stern sword edge pointing directly at the queen’s front!
Her magnificent long dress was blown open, and her bright silver hair danced. Phyrilia reached out to block, the condensed, viscous abyss blocking the eternal sword edge. She looked up and saw the black-haired young man behind the dazzling sword light. Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she suddenly said, “Brother Lothel rejected me. Ig, what about you?”
“Ig, Misa loves you so much, are you still going to disappoint her?”
Looking at the silver-haired queen’s sad expression, Ig sneered, “Your Majesty, you are mistaken. I already have Veer. Moreover, do you really think that Princess Misa would want to see a world like this, left with only darkness, coldness, and despair?”
The Sword of Eternity clashed with the abyss. Phyrilia raised her head, “Why wouldn’t she? Little Mi, she’s just being rebellious. She is my daughter, and in the new world, she will be respected like a princess and enjoy everything she desires…”
“Queen of the Abyss, I only see your indifference and ambition. You want to become the master of the new world. So selfish, so greedy, why put on this act of pity for the world?”
Using Verafia’s domain to annihilate the surging abyss, Ig drew his sword and slashed. In an instant of eternal sword light, his mocking voice echoed:
“Besides, Queen Phyrilia, are you truly as devoted to Veer as you appear?”
If she were truly devoted to Lothel back then, as his fiancée, why would she have married Lancaster right after the war ended?
What Phyrilia is showing now is merely her anger at Lancaster’s deception and manipulation, thereby developing feelings of pursuit for her first love, Lothel.
But who can guarantee that Veer would not become a plaything in her hands?
With a cold laugh, a stern sword energy fell straight down, annihilating the abyss and striking Phyrilia’s body, cleaving her in two. However, under the power of the endless abyss, she re-condensed.
However, the continuous sword light made her appearance dishevelled, and her beautiful face, not only exposed by Ig’s words, became extremely humiliated.
The Sword of Life was like a world tree. The verdant branches representing creation were ignited with the magnificent fire of destruction. Mysteading and Levantine merged into one. Verafia took a light step, and the verdant colors once again replaced the chaos of the abyss. Suddenly, she raised the divine sword and slashed at the Abyss Queen.
“Screech—”
Without hesitation, the magnificent divine sword pierced the queen’s chest. Verafia pressed her hand back, as if the power of world creation forcibly opened the abyss within the queen’s body.
The pain of everything being shattered and annihilated caused Phyrilia’s beautiful face to contort. Verafia felt a trace of pity, but suddenly, Phyrilia’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Verafia was suddenly stunned. In those once beautiful eyes, she saw anger, jealousy, and even malevolence. All the colors rapidly dissolved, becoming cold as oblivion.
“Verafia, Ig… you two adulterous lovers, you will regret this!”
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I have a slight fever, so I’ve managed to finish this chapter… (It should end within a few more chapters)