The emerald light swept through like a meteor, and in an instant, amidst the brilliance, a touch of verdant life emerged, as delicate as silk, weaving through the boundless light. Threads of sword energy, like a fine net of life, began to constrict around Moon.
“Sword light of life, even when seen again, it is still so magnificent.”
Moon smiled and praised, the divine radiance in his pupils suddenly brightening. He saw the magnificent sword light that tore through space, rapidly obliterating it. With a wave of his right hand, pure radiance surged, and in an instant, the sword light intertwined with the Sword of Life was submerged in the light.
Only a shard of crystal green remained, colliding like jade, and the luminous sword silhouette struck Moon’s raised Divine Staff of Light with a “ding.”
Silence fell for a moment, and the surging divine power extinguished the dense light. Moon slightly raised his head, looking at the magnificent divine sword before him, seemingly still but in an instant, thousands of laws and domains collided. A smile played on his lips.
“However, Miss Verafia, your sword technique has not changed.”
— Back then, above the dome of the Archangel Colonial Saint King’s Church, Verafia had done just that, sowing the divine sword transformed by Mystedintine into the light, and then suddenly shattering the condensed light laws, annihilating his incarnation in one fell swoop.
But as Moon himself said, if the same sword technique was performed before him once, how could it trap him again! Not to mention that at this moment, he held the same authority of light in his hand!
Verafia waved her slender hand, grasping the hilt of the long sword. Beneath her magnificent dress, her luxurious and delicate body instantly landed before the light. The drawn divine sword shone like a mirror, and golden threads caressed her exquisite beauty, reflecting within it. In a transient sword strike, the young girl’s delicate wrist moved slightly, and the blade of life, once ignited, struck again.
“Whoosh!”
The domain where Moon stood transformed into the essence of light, and as the sword blade pointed directly at it, it broke apart. However, suddenly, the straight sword blade in the young girl’s hand paused slightly, and the divine staff, imbued with the authority of condensed pure light elements, blocked the long sword with all its might.
Light surged like a retreating tide, and the Sword of Life trembled on the Staff of Light. Verafia bit her silver teeth lightly, and as the sword blade grinded, cracks began to appear on the beautiful jade-like slender blade, like the sound of shattering glass, ringing clearly in her ears.
“Indeed, there’s been no change, Moon.”
Verafia’s slender eyelashes curved over her pupils, and her xi-gold hair rustled in the pure light. She saw Pope Moon, clad in a sacred robe, reappear in the light. The expression in her eyes was even more mocking:
“As always, you are sanctimonious: you claim to be light, yet your actions and words are blasphemy! Moon, a hundred years ago, you colluded with the Demon Race and became Pope as you wished. And now you would ally with the Abyss?”
The young goddess’s questions were clear and crisp as pearls. The moment they fell, the swinging long sword erupted with dazzling divine radiance of life, actually surpassing all the light at that instant. The trees and leaves grew in a moment, and a black shadow was forced to retreat under the light!
This was the Envoy of the Abyss. He had been hidden within the radiant and sacred light, and now, in the momentarily enveloping domain of life, he was forced to reveal his form.
“Shadow of the Abyss? As expected, you are the last one.”
Verafia’s gaze fell upon the figure of black. Her pupils moved slightly, and she disregarded the counterattack of the light laws at the end of the life-radiating light. She drew her long sword, and all the authority of life converged. A perfect arc flashed, piercing towards the Envoy of the Abyss she had spotted.
Verafia naturally knew that her strenuous sword strike could not easily defeat Moon, who had usurped the light. She merely used this strike to drive away Moon’s light; her true target was the Envoy of the Abyss under Elice.
From the very beginning, the envoys from the Abyss had been hidden within Moon’s boundless light, attacking her like assassins. Even though Verafia had just annihilated one before, the shadow hidden within the radiance still made her feel an inexplicable sense of dread.
Only upon seeing the other’s true form did Verafia confirm that the Envoy of the Abyss, whom she had personally eliminated, was indeed insignificant. What truly caused her trepidation was this one who had never made a move.
Thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning. In just a moment, the downward-striking Sword of Life landed before the Envoy of the Abyss, and the dazzling divine radiance devoured everything around him.
Dense darkness obscured his face, and the surprise on his face subsided in an instant.
Magic that could not be contained by light, as if devouring all light and color, surged forth. The filth of the Abyss condensed into a pitch-black spear, forcefully colliding with the Sword of Life. In an instant, the divine radiance of life, enough to sustain the world for a moment, erupted, and brilliant radiance was released, but the spectral shadow from the Abyss remained unshaken.
Unlike his easily annihilated colleagues before him, the deity’s attack had not shaken the Envoy of the Abyss before her.
Verafia’s magnificent eyes slightly closed, and with a slender hand, she pulled back. She landed in front of the Envoy of the Abyss, and her long sword moved again, as a myriad of worlds were born within the emerald crescent moon. The magnificent sword silhouette sliced towards the dark envoy.
Brilliant divine radiance surged for an instant, and around the young man, the surging sins continuously evaporated, black mist billowed, and the light of the divine sword illuminated the youth shrouded in the Abyss.
“Indeed, it is Original Sin… This time, is it Lust?”
Verafia whispered softly. The tall youth shrouded in darkness before her gave her a sense of familiarity that was hard to articulate. However, there was no doubt that, like “Jealousy” Verodia and “Sloth” Dylan, he was also an incarnation of Original Sin.
“It’s just that the strength of this incarnation is far greater. Even Venodia, who devoured the Creation Divine Spark, is no match. Could it be the effect of the Abyss Shadow shrouding him?”
The Envoy of the Abyss appeared in Verafia’s eyes, and the thick shadow still concealed him. Even she, a goddess, could not see through it. Moreover, there were threads of the Abyss’s fluctuations that made her heart race.
Verafia had once heard Ig narrate. In the Sea of Abyss beneath the Rotting Tree of Life within the Golden World Tree, Ig and Hodrea simultaneously wielded the power of the Abyss, giving birth to “Eternity” from his strike and “Abyss” from Hodrea.
She could almost instantly judge that the shadow shrouding this incarnation of Original Sin was a reflection cast by the will of the entire Abyss, belonging to the purest essence of the Abyss.
Spear and sword clashed thousands of times in a brief moment. The Envoy of the Abyss gradually retreated, and the turbulent crimson demonic energy around him withered in the divine radiance of life.
However, Verafia’s delicate brows furrowed involuntarily.
In the brief exchange, she felt an increasingly familiar sensation from him, and it was a peculiar, contradictory familiarity, as if it were layered and superimposed.
A crack appeared in the emerald light screen surrounding them, and brilliant light overflowed. Verafia knew that Moon was about to break through her obstruction. Gritting her silver teeth, she transformed the Sword of Life into a radiant light, and countless stars descended like rain.
She forcefully stirred the melody of the Sword of Life, unleashing the Star Flow Sword that once belonged to her, intending to obliterate or at least heavily wound this incarnation of Original Sin carrying the shadow of the Abyss before Moon could break through her domain.
In an instant, a sword silhouette descended, tearing through the shadow of the Abyss!
