I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 1041

Chapter 88 Outside the World
The battle between the Allied Forces of the Continent and the Abyssal Legion reached its peak from the very beginning.
The earth shattered, space was torn apart, these were common scenes in the passage of time where hundreds of thousands of high-level warriors unleashed their magic simultaneously. Under countless layers of pressure, it seemed as if a qualitative change occurred, traces of law shone and appeared, only to fall in the next moment of brilliance.
It was a power close to shattering the world, a power that would lead to the demise of even Saint-level or legendary powerhouses if they were caught in it.
On the other hand, it was just the opposite, as if it were the dark filth from the dark side of the world.
However, facing the humans and elves, as well as orcs, dwarves, and red dragons, the Allied Forces, which seemed to be the entire world, found it difficult to support themselves despite the Abyssal Church having eroded most of Peka over several years and the entire army gathered under Lichen City.
The bloody battle lasted for a full two days, and the Allied Forces had already broken through countless magic circles and defense lines of the Abyssal Church. Just by looking up, one could see the towering city walls of the magnificent city before their eyes.
Miss Verafia’s slender fingers lightly pressed, and a strand of emerald divine radiance shone as brightly as a sword. The laws of life it interpreted, even though suppressed by the Abyss, still stripped away the deformed lives of the abyssal creations before her in swathes.
Her gorgeous golden eyes lifted slightly as the city walls came into view. Even in this war, they could be described as magnificent.
The walls of Lichen City contained ancient magic of immense power. The kings of Peka even proudly claimed that Peka’s ramparts were enough to repel gods.
Back then, when Verafia fled, this very wall had also blocked her.
However, both Peka’s high walls and the magical shields that were activated to compete with the sun appeared with irreparable breaches under countless bombardments.
Her golden eyes narrowed slightly, and she turned her head to whisper to the black-haired young man beside her who was drawing his sword to kill the enemy.
“Ig, I’ve told Seralliss and Fatter to deal with the Abyssal Church outside Lichen first. We’re going into the city.”
The Abyssal Church had gathered a large army outside Lichen City, but those were mostly the armies of the Peka Kingdom that had been corrupted by the Abyss. Not only Elice and Filir, but also Geon, the “Shadow of the Abyss,” along with many incarnations of Original Sin and Abyssal Bishops, Verafia saw none of them.
Undoubtedly, the real battlefield was within the city behind Lichen’s high walls.
Ig did not object to her opinion. He held the End in his hand and stood beside her.
The dragons flying in the sky, spewing the cold breath of dragons, descended and transformed into a maiden with icy long hair. The遗 of the water spirit and the frost moonlight condensed in her hand to form a straight ice spear. Flarn, with silver hair and blood-red eyes, also gently retracted her blood-red wings, silently expressing her support for Verafia.
“Miss Verafia, please let me accompany you.”
Suddenly, a clear, slightly urgent maiden’s voice rang out. Verafia turned her head, and her moon-silver smooth long hair spilled out from her hood. Misella, still in her mage’s robe, happened to be here. The princess hurriedly ran out from the knights surrounding her and requested her.
Verafia’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. She knew Misella had considerable talent, and in the World Tree, she had used her divine power to forcibly elevate Misella’s realm with “Star God Fragments,” stabilizing her Saint-level realm. It could be said that the maiden before her could be considered a powerhouse even among Saint-level beings.
However, they were going to Lichen, which was shrouded in the Abyss. As she had just said, in Lichen, not only Elice but also the vast majority of the Abyssal Church’s high-level forces were present. Even if Misella was a Saint-level Archmage, it was difficult to guarantee her safety.
Verafia had intended to refuse, but then she saw the silver-haired princess’s slightly raised face, her clear blue sapphire-like eyes, shimmering with her plea and determination.
Misella, back then, had also escaped from this city before the Abyss devoured the kingdom. At that time, her mother, Filir, had become increasingly decadent, bearing the once glorious royal surname of the Abyss, and Misella, as the princess, was powerless to do anything about it.
And Misella had traveled all the way to the World Tree through immense hardships, wanting to beg herself to save her kingdom.
Verafia suddenly remembered such things.
Perhaps, Misella, the princess of Peka, also yearned for the day when she could return to her Royal City and confront her mother, the perpetrator of everything accountable.
“Misella… alright.”
Looking at the silver-haired princess’s yearning eyes, Verafia blinked her golden eyes and agreed to her request. She then held Ig’s hand, smiled lightly, and said to the young man, “Well, Ig, it’s you. Remember to protect Princess Misella later.”
Not only Misella, but even Ig was surprised by the maiden’s words. Given his and Misella’s past relationship, it was rather strange that this young lady was asking him to protect Misella. Was it not possible that this young lady was deliberately saying this?
However, in Verafia’s seemingly lighthearted gaze, Ig could not sense any falsehood or sulkiness. Instead, she seemed to urge him on with a sly smile.
Even this young lady has let go… That’s right, she trusts me so much and cares about me, so why would she mind such a thing?
Ig suddenly smiled with relief, blaming himself for overthinking.
Moreover, regarding Misella, she had not done anything wrong in the first place. It was rather himself who had failed her… Even if Verafia didn’t say it, he had a responsibility to protect the maiden’s safety.
“Don’t worry, Veer. Xiao Mi, I’ll protect her.”
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Verafia waved her slender hand, and the Mistydyn Sword, which materialized from the World Tree in the void, instantly slashed through the vast darkness before the city walls.
As she had said before, she had already informed Seralliss, Herafir, and others in advance, so she did not wait. The divine power of life surged, and along with Ig and the other knights beside her, they crossed the breach in the city walls.
Her steps landed lightly, her delicate feet treading on the exquisite high heels on the ground of Lichen. An eternal, cold silence swept towards her, which was dispelled by the laws of life. Verafia raised her face, and what appeared before her eyes was a completely different scene from the outside of the city.
Dark red demonic power freely permeated the boundless sky, and filth condensed, which was the embodiment of the Abyss. There was no light shining in the entire field of vision. The deathly stillness flowing from the Abyss, even scorching flames, would be extinguished and frozen here.
And at the end of the endless desolation and darkness, a black and red halo hung, like the sun of the Abyss, but it only brought deathly stillness and decay.
— It was just like the abyssal black sun that devoured light, which Herafir and Ig had seen in Herafir’s plane.
“This is Lichen? But I can’t feel anything else. Could it be that it doesn’t belong to our world?”
Misella hugged her staff tightly, her clear blue crystal-like eyes trembling slightly. She also gazed at the scene before her, her slightly trembling voice filled with disbelief.