I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 1002

chapter 49 Piercing Eternity
Heaven and Earth shifted, and darkness spread. The Giant King Qingtian’s massive body caused terrifying tremors on the earth. Ig, wielding his sword, braced himself, his azure eyes, tinged with darkness, fell upon his body.
In Ig’s sight, the Giant King Sumer’s life force was like a vast ocean. However, the majority of it, like an eternally frozen glacier, sank into the center of the sea, as if using an infinite amount of life to contend with something unbearable.
Hearing Ig’s voice, the dark giant before him paused his heavy body. His head, comparable to a large lake, lowered. His terrifying eyes remained closed, but Ig felt the giant’s gaze upon him, as heavy as the sea.
“Your Majesty, the Giant King, that would be the wound the Sacred Sword left on you a hundred years ago?”
What followed was a heavy pressure, like the descent of a dark sky. Ig’s shoulders twitched, but his face was unhindered as he raised it, his gaze landing on a long-healed sword wound on the Giant King that had expanded like a ferocious mountain river.
His own Young Lady… A hundred years ago, she was the destined Hero and had drawn the Sacred Sword of salvation. However, due to betrayal, she fell into a sea of flames. Thus, Verafia spoke little of that history, and Ig did not know much.
However, the widely circulated history stated that “Hero” Lancaster, who obtained the Sacred Sword, defeated the invading Demon King with it. The Demon King fled in haste, and only under the cover of the Dark Giant King and the Blood Monarch did they escape back to the Demon Realm.
Ig slightly raised his gaze. As the life force of the Demon Race Monarch before him continually activated, not only did he feel the fluctuations of the Demon King’s power, but also the power of the Sacred Sword, suppressed within that wound!
The dense darkness before him suddenly wavered. Anrielle, who was struggling to stand behind Ig, suddenly felt a trace of fear. Her small, young hand gently tightened, reconstructing the Death Scythe.
“No one has noticed for a hundred years… However, human boy, you are correct. At that time, I did indeed receive the attack of the Sacred Sword. It was the Demon King who shared his life with me, suppressing the power of the Sacred Sword for me.”
The Dark Giant King suddenly spoke, his heavy darkness like a star river, pressing down with his voice. He looked at Ig: “Human, as you see, even today, the power of the Sacred Sword still remains within me.”
The last sound was like crashing thunder. A glaring wound split across the Giant’s arm, and blood, like a raging river, overflowed. Amidst flashing red lightning, a greatsword took form, and with a furious roar, it swung down towards Ig!
The End was drawn, and its long sword’s light streaked across the hundreds of feet of the massive blade’s edge, clashing with Sumer’s blood greatsword. Ig’s steps staggered from the impact, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. However, with his other hand, he drew out “Eternal Darkness” to block the impact, forcibly withstanding the onslaught like a raging sea, and surged directly towards the Giant King’s body.
His azure eyes met the Giant King’s closed single eye. Ig suddenly understood his will.
This Giant King knew that he also possessed the True Eye, and as his power waned, the Sacred Sword’s wound, suppressed by the Demon King’s power, would be revealed. However, in the Giant King’s heart, even while revealing his weakness, he possessed immense confidence in defeating him!
Blood-red lightning surged before his eyes, gnawing at his vitality like ferocious blood-red ants. Ig gritted his teeth tightly, carefully observing the darkness remaining after the blood light. In his hand, his long sword was drawn aside.
A dazzling light suddenly vibrated from the End. Brilliant sword light rippled from all around. Ig leaped up, and on the raised End, a sacred, blazing white mark streaked, erupting with a Sacred Sword-like radiance!
A fierce brilliance swept down from the End. The Giant King’s body suddenly froze. The residual wound on his chest burst with blood. Even from a great distance, one could feel the struggling power of the Sacred Sword, breaking through suppression and reappearing after a hundred years!
“Human, do you wish to re-ignite the power of the Sacred Sword that remains within me?”
The Giant King suddenly burst into laughter. He merely placed his palm on his chest and saw the fiery light of Ig’s sword, like a blade that could destroy all darkness:
“You once possessed the Sacred Sword, and indeed, this is a means by which you might defeat me—however, the Sacred Sword condensed in your hand is merely an imitation, far inferior to the Sacred Sword I bear!”
The churning red lightning struck down, colliding with the End sword. Ig waved his sword, slicing across the Giant’s body, leaving a fresh red bloodstain on the sword’s edge.
The Giant King’s massive hand grasped the blood-red spear and swung it down towards the approaching Ig. A heavy echo erupted between the blades. Ig’s chest caved in, and his body was sent flying. The condensed Sacred Sword runes were instantly crushed by the surging demonic energy, and the Sacred Sword’s brilliance was almost extinguished!
However, Ig suddenly forced his face up. The End flipped in his hand, and a dazzling light erupted from it once more—unlike the brilliance of the Sacred Sword, it was as if it pierced through time and eternity!
“That is—”
The Giant King’s expression was one of horror. He suddenly realized that Ig’s method of condensing the Sacred Sword was merely a decoy. His body moved unimpeded, and as he swung the blood spear, his tough skin cracked inch by inch, blood surging out and condensing into a thunderous domain of destruction around him, attempting to extinguish Ig before he could bring down his sword light.
Ig’s long sword was drawn out inch by inch in the solidified space. The blood light reflected in his eyes. He shouted towards the snow-haired loli who had just managed to catch up, “An-an, help me!”
Hearing Ig’s cry, Anrielle also understood the gravity of the situation. Her large eyes blinked vigorously, tearing through space. With her Death Scythe, she appeared before the blood thunder giant spear and cleaved, blocking his attack.
The snow-haired loli was shaken back and fell to the ground. Her small body forcibly activated her Death Authority, condensing a silent domain of death in mid-air. She let out a low hum, and a trace of blood trickled down her tender lips.
However, disregarding the strain on her body, her large eyes lifted. Her teeth clenched tightly, and black smoke gathered in the death domain, transforming into a reaping scythe, which then sliced down towards the Giant King’s right foot!
The blood-colored thunder domain was torn apart. The Giant King’s mountain-like thick right leg was also severed by the pure death scythe. Black smoke lingered from the断面, and the Giant King’s body trembled violently, collapsing to the ground. The entire land shattered, tearing apart like an earthquake.
Anrielle was hit by the dissipating demonic energy, tossed aside like a doll. The scythe of death fell far away, landing on the ground. She let out a low whimper.
The Giant King looked up. Although his massive life force was rapidly repairing his injuries, after a few moments, his severed right leg was already beginning to form. However, it was too late to stop Ig, who was forcibly holding up the shining sword against the heavy darkness and drawing it out.
In an instant, the entire darkness dissipated. The Giant King’s single eye’s eyelid twitched, and he slowly opened it, seeing the blade that pierced through eternity!

I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess?!

I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess?!

身为勇者的我竟然成了凤凰大小姐
Score 10
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Chinese
From the travel diaries of a Phoenix Princess reborn from the inferno, chronicling her life on the road with a supposedly “useless” young hero… On their journey, their fellowship continues to grow: a Dragon Princess of silver frost, a young Vampire Princess with eyes of blood-crimson, the Saintess of Radiant Holy Light, the noble Princess of the White Iris… “Hmm?” Verafia paused, tilting her head as she gracefully twirled a soft strand of her fiery hair around a finger. A hint of suspicion flickered in her beautiful eyes. “Ignet, why does this sound suspiciously like you’re assembling a harem?” “My lady, there is a saying: ‘The fish is what I desire, and the bear’s paw is also what I desire.’ A wise man knows that if he can have them both, his home will be harmonious and all his affairs will prosper,” he began, puffing out his chest with the air of a profound philosopher. “Is that not a truly beautiful thing? A… a paragon of peaceful coexistence?” He faltered under her smoldering gaze. “…Ahhh! It was a joke! I’m sorry, Milady, please don’t burn me! I swear my only desire is you!”

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