I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 271

Chapter 271 chapter 65 Swordsman in the Darkness
“The flame condensed in the Abyss of the World, condensing your heat and ardor into a sword edge that burns through the sky! Sword of Crimson Abyss!”
With the clear chant of the young girl, a crimson and blazing greatsword extended for dozens of meters, its flowing flames as if capable of evaporating the night, fiercely descending before the opponent!
As it was slashed down by the massive sword, the viscous dark substance surrounding the pitch-black swordsman’s figure churned violently as if encountering its natural enemy. Each strand was heavier than mercury, emitting an extremely oppressive power.
The flaming sword edge struck a piece of solid black iron, but beneath it, the viscous dark substance gradually cracked. The tainted power, like a fluid, tried to cling to the burning flames but was melted away.
“Boom!”
The brilliantly burning sword edge struck the swordsman’s raised arm, blocking the attack. Layers of swirling pitch-black magic instantly crystallized, then shattered under the scorching heat, emitting sharp sounds. The intense power repelled the pitch-black swordsman’s body back over ten meters.
The pitch-black swordsman’s feet sank deeply into the ground, creating a trench dozens of meters long from the attack of the greatsword. Like scorching lava, both rocks and soil were melted by the extreme heat.
“It’s like this again… Interesting. It’s clearly just a magical attack, yet when wielded by you, it’s like swordsmanship.”
The swordsman’s arm trembled, but he firmly blocked the descending, intended full release of the magical greatsword, which remained suspended in mid-air. The swordsman’s raised face, illuminated by the firelight, suddenly emitted a hoarse voice.
Verafia’s heart skipped a beat. Not many people had witnessed her magic, yet almost no one could pinpoint its essence as this strange black swordsman did.
“What nonsense are you spouting!”
From over ten meters away, Verafia raised her little face, annoyed. Her slender hand, resting on the staff, pressed down forcefully, attempting to completely slash down the condensed flaming greatsword.
But suddenly, the pitch-black swordsman’s palm grabbed and pressed onto the descending flaming greatsword. The dark energy surging from his body actually extinguished the flames on the sword edge. Under the immense force of the grip, the sword edge emitted a sharp cracking sound. Cracks appeared on the magnificent blade surface of the crimson sword!
“Gah, what is this!”
Verafia was startled. Her slender hand pressed on the staff, wanting to detonate the already collapsing sword edge. But as the opponent’s arm pressed down, directly crushing the massive sword edge, Verafia, still over ten meters away, lost her balance and was blown to the ground by the shockwave of the magic’s collapse.
The lost magic erupted into a cloud of fire. The scorching red color, representing terrifying heat, still spread, almost melting the surrounding ground. But suddenly, it was sliced in half by a pitch-black sword light, swallowed by the pitch-black night.
From within the surging night, like the gaping maw of a ferocious beast, the swordsman’s hoarse, yet regretful voice transmitted.
“I wanted to feel it a bit longer, but unfortunately, there’s a dragon and a vampire by your side.”
Almost simultaneously, the magnificent and frosty frost spear aura flashed over a distance of ten meters within a single breath. The spear’s trace froze into magnificent ice edges in the air. In the hands of the Ice Dragon Girl, it was thrust directly towards the swordsman’s body.
“Bang!”
The pitch-black greatsword, which had just cut through the flame, without any of the sluggishness of a heavy weapon, blocked the spear blade of the frost blue dragon spear. At the moment of impact, both the air and the ground, recently scorched by flames, quickly froze with frost white ice crystals.
“Gah!”
The Ice Dragon Girl let out a muffled sound. The arm holding the dragon spear trembled, and her slender boots were forced to stomp on the ground. The newly formed hard frost was shattered by the stomp, sinking deeply into the ground.
A cold light flashed, and the swinging spear blade collided with the pitch-black greatsword again. The resulting impact instantly shattered the surrounding solid rocks and ice.
“This guy is so strong!”
Ophi uttered with difficulty as the greatsword strained. The girl’s slender arms holding the spear trembled. Even though she was a dragon herself, she was at a disadvantage solely in terms of strength. Furthermore, the pitch-black light rays spreading over the greatsword undoubtedly suppressed the frost blue magic on the girl’s spear blade, as if swallowing it!
“Crimson Frost Light Sword Cut!”
Suddenly, a patch of bright red light, under the frost white twin moon’s radiance, like a vibrant sword of blood, slashed down from the swordsman’s side!
The pitch-black greatsword, which had been suppressing the Ice Dragon Girl, was lifted and struck the sword in mid-air. Instantly, as if flowing, fresh blood wrapped around the black greatsword.
Flarn stomped down and landed, her small figure appearing under the frost moon’s radiance. Her slender little hand grasped, and the surrounding condensed blood rapidly gathered behind her, forming a massive scythe blade that she swung at the swordsman’s figure, shouting loudly:
“Ophi, this person’s magic is problematic… According to sister, it seems to be from the Abyss! Be careful!”
“From the Abyss… Heh heh.”
The swordsman in the darkness seemed to mock himself, then swung his greatsword to break Flarn’s descending blood-colored sickle. His dark eyes gazed at Flarn and Ophi beside him, his previous voice abruptly ceasing:
“I saw you before. A dragon of noble blood, and a vampire with the bloodline of a progenitor… all gathered together, plus the flaming phoenix, you’re not ordinary compared to me.”
As the pitch-black swordsman’s voice fell, his greatsword knocked away the Ice Dragon Girl’s spear blade and slashed at Flarn, who had once again appeared before him. The immense pressure from the sword edge once again loomed over Ophi.
In just a few breaths, the frost ice dragon spear had clashed dozens, even hundreds of times with the pitch-black greatsword, which seemed to have no particular move set. The bursts of impact tore the surrounding ground into tatters.
Despite Ophi desperately changing her moves and releasing her magic and trying the spear techniques taught by her father, she couldn’t shake the ancient and unadorned greatsword in the slightest, being completely crushed.
Even Ophi could clearly feel that the opponent was not using his full strength, but rather seemed to be toying with her.
This feeling of being suppressed was something Ophi, a little princess of noble dragon lineage, had never experienced before, except from that hateful fire phoenix!
“Bang!”
Ophi forcefully gripped and pulled the spear blade to knock away the pitch-black greatsword. Her snow-white, exquisite little face, whether from excessive exertion or shame and anger, flushed with patches of red, her delicate skin covered in sweat. The Ice Dragon Girl gritted her silver teeth tightly, her slender hand grasping, and the ice crystal dragon head condensed in mid-air fiercely slammed into the opposing swordsman.
Taking advantage of this, Ophi quickly turned her head and saw Verafia, who had been knocked down by the previous shockwave and had just gotten up in a rather disheveled state, shouting loudly: “Verafia, quick, come help me!”