Chapter 60 Reunion
The radiance of the sky fell in an instant, its intense light even obscuring the silhouette of the Divine Sword of Life. Moon laughed proudly.
Verafia’s so-called ‘eternal’ sword light had faded. Under such circumstances, Moon was confident that facing an attack that practically condensed the entire power of the Light Realm, even if she were a deity, she would be heavily injured.
However, suddenly a sword light cut through the light, and amidst the severed rays, fierce flames ignited!
“What!”
Moon’s triumphant expression remained on his face as he stared in disbelief. Traces of light poured in continuously, attempting to obliterate, but in the increasingly fierce flames, they disintegrated.
The long sword slashed, and the scorching primordial fire burned the world, the Sacred City of Light collapsed before him. Verafia pressed her slender hand onto the long sword, her exquisite golden eyes shimmering with the divine radiance of life, as if ignited by blazing flames!
Seeing Moon’s panicked state, the young girl’s pupils narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips curved upwards.
She knew very well the vulgar enemy’s intention to provoke her. But even if she were truly angered by Moon’s words, why would she grant him his wish?
In fact, what she truly attempted to break through the Sacred City of Light with was not the Eternal Sword, which she wielded in an attempt to replicate Ig’s swordsmanship, but the blazing flames ignited upon the origin of life at this very moment!
The long sword descended, accompanied by a phoenix cry. Verafia lightly stepped on the rapidly collapsing fragments of the world within the flames, her white dress fluttering, surrounded by the phoenix’s fiery feathers, the nirvana flames of life burning fiercely amidst the shattered light.
As if at this moment, she was the Fire Goddess igniting immortal blazing flames!
“Rumble—”
The light of the entire world continuously collapsed with the sweep of the sword light. Fierce flames burned fiercely, and before the brandished sword light, ancient divine might that had pierced through millennia once again appeared in the boundless celestial realm of light!
For tens of thousands of years, in the divine war between fire and light, the Flame God King Herafir had swung Valetin, and the destructive flames had burned through thousands of luminous heavens.
—And before becoming the deity of life, Verafia was precisely the deity of blazing fire. In the distant ancient past, the sword light with which Herafir burned through the heavens was also present in her memory.
Even if she did not possess the authority of flames, the scorching flames burning on the long sword were not destruction, but the fire of life born from the origin of life, more akin to creation. Verafia still slashed without any hindrance!
Before her was light, and in her hand burned an inextinguishable flame. The long sword was pulled out and swung!
“This is fire—how is this possible!”
Amidst the rapidly burning fragments of light before the fiery sword light came Moon’s panicked voice. Before he could even react, his light-formed body was scorched and burned by the exquisite flames of life.
The towering pagoda collapsed, the long walls caved in, and the holy city was almost destroyed in an instant under the blazing flames ignited by life.
Before the scorching flames, the laws of light shattered everywhere, along with the sprawling holy kingdom, and even the entire world shaped by light, being divided and torn asunder in the vitality illuminated by the flames!
“Rumble!”
In the world outside the embrace of light, the foundation of the holy city, the Cardinals and believers of the Church of Light who were fiercely fighting with the Elves and the Imperial Sacred Domains, witnessed the collapse of darkness and, at that very same instant, also felt the trembling of the world shattering with shock.
As the domain shaped by the Dark Giant King’s dark memories collapsed, with a deafening roar, the world where the Pope bound the Goddess of Life shattered into countless fragments beneath the holy city. Flames burned, falling to the earth like rain of light!
Reflected by Silver Moon’s spell, Andes parried an attack from the Holy Knight Commander with Dawn. Perhaps due to the shattering of light, the opponent faltered at that precise moment, and the Knight’s counterattack repelled the Holy Knight.
The Knight raised his face, and in the sky above the holy city, a slender long sword, entwined with emerald divine power, pierced through the vast light. The girl’s slender, well-proportioned feet lightly stepped, appearing amidst the shattered light.
She slightly raised her head, her beautiful golden-threaded hair flowing down softly. Her pure white dress, under the brilliant light, fluttered silently, like the reappearance of a radiant Goddess.
“It’s Goddess Princess.”
Andes revealed a faint smile and said to the silver-haired young princess Misella, who had come to his side.
Verafia was unharmed, having cut through Moon’s light. Therefore, the outcome of the battle was naturally sealed. He couldn’t help but recall the night he abandoned the Sacred Sword Knights, and the last time he saw the red-haired girl.
Misella understood the Knight’s thoughts. She gently gripped her staff with her slender, fair hands and softly comforted him, “Brother Andes, with Miss Verafia here, Princess Siya will surely be safe.”
As her voice gently fell, Misella slightly brushed her soft silver hair aside. Looking up, she saw the beautiful Goddess enveloped in boundless radiance, and her slender eyelashes involuntarily drooped slightly.
Gazing at such a brilliant and magnificent divine maiden, Misella couldn’t help but feel a sense of loneliness again.
But she quickly opened her eyes and raised her face again. Although she harbored many complex emotions towards Verafia in her heart, she had to admit that more of it was still gratitude.
The scene of Verafia cutting through the light with her sword and reappearing as a deity also fell upon the eyes of the many Bishops and soldiers of the Church by the side of the holy city.
Compared to the Elven Sacred Domains, who were suddenly invigorated, the expressions on their faces were mostly disbelief, even a sense of collapse due to their shattered faith.
Verafia’s slender feet descended lightly as she walked out of the chaotic currents of the shattered light world. Around her, the fallen magic of the Dark Giant King and the turbulent currents of light intertwined, creating a scene of utter madness. Beside her, the flames ignited by the laws of life resisted the chaotic impacts, one after another.
“Veer.”
The young girl heard Ig’s anxious voice. The corners of her tender lips gently lifted. She also saw Ig, who had just slashed through the darkness and escaped with the snow-blue-haired girl.
Therefore, Verafia’s slender hand waved gently, and the divine radiance of life surged, bringing both of them to her side.
“Well, you fellow, you don’t seem to be in any serious trouble. Hmph hmph, a Monarch of the Demon Race couldn’t do anything to you, did this young lady underestimate you?”
Verafia placed her small hands on her tender chest. Compared to the indifferent tone when facing Moon earlier, her melodious voice was like clear silver bells, sounding particularly charming.
As she spoke, the slender eyelashes of the young girl’s beautiful big golden eyes blinked, and her lips pouted. She appraised the unharmed Ig before her with great interest.
Although she had been pulled into the Sacred Domain of Light by Moon even before Ig was sought out by the Dark Giant King, Verafia had some awareness of Ig’s experiences.
At the very least, she had left a trace of life’s origin within Ig. She had tried her best to help this fellow survive, yet she clearly felt that this idiot had once again rejected the young lady’s gift.
Thinking of this, Verafia let out a soft hum, her tender red lips curling up, and she deliberately put on a displeased expression.
