Chapter 160, Chapter 78 – Ophi’s Anger
Pure golden flames burned the earth, melting steel and stone silently. Whether it was the surrounding Orcs, Blood Slave Thieves, or the two arrogant crystals, they all turned to ash in the cold yet just flames.
The immense heat swept the golden flames into the sky, painting the silent night. The fire-bathed delicate phoenix let out a clear cry, its elegant and slender feathers flowing with a vibrant crimson. With a flap of its wings, it scooped up Ig next to it.
The magnificent and beautiful flames melted the moonlight, carving themselves into the night.
“Young Lady!”
The weightlessness of leaping into the sky made Ig exclaim, instinctively gripping a tuft of the vibrant crimson feathers in front of him.
Strangely, though it seemed like golden-red flames were burning, Ig felt no burning pain. Instead, the touch on his hand was very soft and comfortable, making him instinctively grab it again.
“Hey, Ig, you’re hurting me!”
But soon, a clear and pleasant voice slightly tinged with displeasure rang out, startling Ig into quickly releasing his hand and repeatedly apologizing.
However, to Ig’s relief, Young Lady Verafia didn’t seem too affected by the bad situation of the day. She just complained a little petulantly and didn’t throw him down directly.
The sound of whistling wind echoed in his ears, but it was quickly ignited by golden flames. Ig pulled at his somewhat tattered clothes, gazing at the beautiful and peerless phoenix in front of him, and couldn’t help but ask curiously again.
“Young Lady, is this your true form? How… did you suddenly become so powerful?”
“Hmph, of course. Humans like you have never seen this before, have you? Those two little crystals, did they really think they could deal with me?”
Verafia said proudly.
“Hmph… Although the consumption is a bit much this way, it’s just a matter of resting for another ten days to half a month. Burning those two arrogant and detestable fellows to death is worth it!”
Ig felt relieved. He had always seen the girl in human form, at most borrowing his authority to fight, and worried if there would be any hidden dangers.
However, why did this Miss Phoenix have extra consumption when using her true form?
Ig’s doubt resurfaced. But since Verafia didn’t say anything, he naturally wouldn’t dare to arrogantly ask.
The young man turned his cheek. The girl’s long feathers slid through the night, and the bright and gorgeous flames were exceptionally conspicuous.
“But, Young Lady, won’t this let everyone in Rubiel City know that a phoenix has appeared? Your identity…”
Ig’s voice was filled with worry.
A fire phoenix, which only existed in legends, had appeared. Who knew how many people would pay attention to it? Would those powerful Saint Rank cultivators, Duke, and even His Majesty the King in the royal court also show special concern for her?
“Yes. Hmm… there’s nothing that can be done about it. If I didn’t do it this way, you would have been dead!”
Verafia replied. Although she wished her phoenix identity would be known to the world, she still had to hide it in front of Ig, right?
A feather on Verafia’s small head swayed slightly, and she let out a cheerful sound.
“Besides, if even that idiot Ice Dragon dares to do so, why can’t I? It’s not like I don’t have backup!”
Young Lady, how can a solitary phoenix like you compare to those Dragon Clans known for their protectiveness? Moreover, that Ice Dragon Miss has a backing!
Ig couldn’t help but think. However, he felt a little relieved by the “backup” the girl mentioned.
Although his Young Lady sometimes appeared silly and cute, she never slacked off when it came to important matters. She wouldn’t possibly not care about her own safety, would she?
“Then, Young Lady, where are we going?”
“Of course, we’re going to catch up to that idiot Ice Dragon! Elishia is with her. I don’t believe they are just flying in the sky like this!”
Verafia chirped. She suddenly raised her wings, and the burning gold flames slashed down like a long sword, cutting through the night. The rainbow light that passed was bright and dazzling.
…
Charle stood up between the Ice Dragon’s wings. The strong wind moved her hood, revealing a few strands of silver-blue hair. The thin ice crystals fluttering in the air touched her, but were instantly melted. She turned her gaze to the magnificent firebird leaping from behind.
“Eh, is that young man named Ig also on her?”
Elishia let out a slightly surprised voice, “Little Fei, is this the girl with the bad personality you were talking about?”
The Frost Dragon exhaled fine ice crystal mist, letting out an unhappy sound. Ophi was extremely displeased with meeting the foolish phoenix behind her and sulked.
Suddenly, a provocative clear cry came from behind. As she flapped her wings, the dazzling pure golden flames roared.
Ophi swung her dragon head and spewed dragon breath. Instantly, golden firelight ignited on the frost-blue ice crystals, steaming up a large amount of water vapor. Ophi flapped her wings and flew out, fine ice crystals rapidly freezing.
Ophi let out an angry roar towards the provocative Fire Phoenix. Elishia waved her hand to block the light shield and smiled faintly, “But this Miss Phoenix is really interesting. I feel like she’s even younger than Little Fei… she looks just like a child.”
Ophi seemed displeased at being underestimated and compared to that detestable phoenix, so she tilted her dragon head and let out a short hum.
Elishia smiled gently and bowed to apologize to her.
Charle also raised her pupils, gazing at the gorgeous flame that vanished in the ice crystals for a moment, her eyes filled with a smile: “Fire Phoenix…”
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After a painful scream, the long sword dropped and hit the ground. Silence returned to the air, with only the girl’s low panting.
Elly leaned on her sword, her close-fitting dress torn by blades. Her silver hair, revealed after her hood was cut, was messy. Sweat-soaked strands stuck to her pale skin.
“Ugh…”
Elly grabbed her sword and fiercely slashed at a sword wound on her body. The severed flesh quickly regenerated and healed, but it made the girl’s face turn as pale as paper. She couldn’t help but let out a pained sound, and her barely supported delicate body collapsed, kneeling on the ground.
Around her, violent elemental fluctuations mixed with blood still hadn’t completely dissipated.
The sword marks and depressions scattered around, as well as over a dozen fallen bodies corrupted and mangled by blood magic, proved how fierce and dangerous the battle that had lasted a little over ten minutes was.
“No, no…”
The Blood Race girl endured the dizziness of weakness, putting all her strength into stabbing the sword in her hand into the body of a swordsman who had just fallen beside her.
The swordsman’s corpse rapidly withered, and a faint blush appeared on the girl’s pale face. Elly took a deep breath with effort and then struggled to stand up.
The Blood Race girl gritted her silver teeth, trying to move her body and hide in the darkness of the night.
“Orcs, and the Blood Slaves and soldiers created by Elrod, cough… Is he trying to seize Father’s inheritance? I can’t be caught by him. And also Felnor…”
