Chapter 420 Chapter 214 Gate of Life Realm
The body representing the creation of life floated in the fragments of the divine realm, with branches and vines spreading and coiling on the ground, creating life in infinite possibilities.
Even the flames of annihilation could not shake such vast and endless terrifying vitality!
The color of flames ignited the sky, and Verafia’s slender figure dodged the thunderous whip-like attacks of massive tentacles beneath the swaying wings of fire.
The golden flame sword edge burned through the boundless vitality, and the sky beneath it sank like an iron curtain. Under the sword light, pieces of flesh and blood were scorched and withered, but in an instant, they grew back like branches and trees, becoming even tougher. Thousands upon thousands of chains woven into a cage of sky絞殺 towards Verafia!
“Blazing Flame!”
A clear and cold voice came from Verafia’s lips, instantly tinged with the color of scorching flames. The girl’s cheeks reflected the color of magnificent flames, and around her, a will, like a predetermined law, descended and ignited fiercely upon all microscopic particles!
This is the true authority of the deity of blazing flames!
However, the flames that annihilated all things slowed down in mid-air. The power of life contended with her. The authority of the “Creative Half-Body” flourished in the victory of boundless life, and behind Him was almost infinite life force!
Verafia’s eyelashes trembled lightly, and the entire will of flames was poured onto the sword edge held tightly in her slender jade hand.
She saw clearly that the vitality of the “Creative Half-Body” was still growing and expanding, and the true source was the sea of vitality from Lorinc, which was gathering and spreading behind Him.
In the past, when Chrisis was young, in her hometown of Rabour City, Count Philip of the dark church also used heretical dark magic to infect the entire city.
In the final moment, Count Philip tried to use these corrupted people to create a powerful vitality far surpassing that of humans, to summon a devil god from the demon realm, and to resist Eggesti who was killing him.
And in Lorinc, it was the same for the thousands, even tens of thousands of people who were corrupted. The creative divine power caused their life levels to increase and transform rapidly, and the total amount of life force expanded by tens of thousands of times – even, each individual unit could be regarded as an incarnation of the “Creative Half-Body” before them.
In other words, what Verafia was facing was not just a divine spark incarnation born from Chrisis’s body, but almost all the mutated creatures in Lorinc that were corrupted by divine power.
To completely defeat this demigod body, one could only eliminate all His vitality in an instant. However, without using the divine power of true blazing flames, Verafia had no confidence.
Her slender and straight jade-like fingers touched the sword hilt, and the authority of flames that shrouded half the sky flowed and poured into it. Verafia raised her eyelids, and her eyes, brilliant like the sun, fell.
“Chrisis, what exactly is she thinking…”
Verafia used the past address of “Chrisis”.
According to her thoughts, even if Chrisis had a tendency for self-destruction, there was no need to use her divine power to infect the entire city… Creation, as an authority that interprets the origin of life, even if she wanted to destroy the entire Lorinc, there were far better ways.
“Could it be that what she wants is indeed the vitality of this entire city? But ordinary vitality, although vast as the sea, does not have much effect on improving her life…”
Verafia’s scorching gold eyes suddenly trembled, and her gaze lifted to look behind “Chrisis’s” body.
The broken ground was reflected in the void, ancient and vicissitudes, with a very sacred feeling spreading as if it were flowing vitality.
This was a fragment of the former Divine Realm of Life of Atros, and in Chrisis’s words, it was even the “Gate of Creation”!
“Could it be that she really wants to—”
At the same moment, a sudden hiss came, and “Chrisis’s” body, like an ancient tree of life, suddenly lifted heavily under the boundless life force, and at the same time, all the vitality in the entire space ignited!
Her eyes deepened, Verafia raised her slender wrist, and the dazzling light of flames on the sword edge held tightly in her jade hand rekindled. She lunged forward and slashed with her sword!
The sword of blazing flames tore through the barrier, and the divine power of life was ignited. The moment the sword light of blazing flames came into contact, the flesh and blood on “Chrisis’s” body and tentacles instantly disintegrated and then evaporated!
—But this was not just Verafia’s flame attack.
The girl’s jade lotus feet “dingled” as they landed on the ground, and the domain of flames spread out. She lifted her little face forcefully.
Although the ground was stepped on, it seemed to be turned upside down and stand up before her eyes:
“Chrisis’s” flesh and tentacles fell off piece by piece, ignited by the power of flames, and the boiling life force was as rich as a raging sea. Suddenly, under the imprint of creative divine power, white light marks appeared on the ground and began to spread as if carved by a chisel.
It was like a huge vortex forming in the entire void, drawing in the endless vitality of Lorinc. Even the body of “Chrisis,” which had swelled like a mountain with the accumulation of flesh and blood, began to shrink.
In just a few breaths, as if runes lit up, ancient and obscure characters, whose meanings were almost impossible for anyone to understand, vaguely appeared in the carving.
But Verafia understood its meaning: Divine Realm of Creation.
Verafia gently raised her cheek. As if following her gaze, the ancient doors of “Creation” were pushed open by “Chrisis’s” divine power.
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In Lorinc, in the magnificent and glorious prayer hall of the Sacred Light Church, dazzling golden sunbeams cut through like sharp swords, and forbidden ice magic instantly disintegrated.
“Young Master Ig, is this all you’ve got?”
Douglas stepped on the ground, the intricate patterns of gold and silver carved on his magnificent robe appearing even more brilliant under the radiant light.
The sword edge of the End pierced the floor. Ig gritted his teeth, and a painful sound he couldn’t control escaped his lips. He supported himself with the sword hilt, kneeling on one knee on the ground.
“Brother!”
An anxious exclamation could not touch the condensed and real fluctuations in the entire air.
Shiel gritted her teeth, enduring the knife-like pain, and raised her staff with force again. Her delicate face, already pale as white paper after forcibly casting forbidden spells, became even paler. The resonance of elemental particles, the fluctuations, condensed again on the complex magic array at the top of the staff!
“Miss Shiel, you are, after all, my fiancée. You don’t need to interfere here.”
A light chuckle sounded in the sweeping storm.
The red-haired youth waved his left hand heavily, and a vast demonic power, like the immersion of the sun, gathered into a turbulent wave. Shiel, who had barely managed to condense her spell, was thrown heavily against the high wall of the church, turning into a cage!
“Shiel… cough cough.”
A voice that was extremely difficult to utter came from his thick lips.
Douglas’s shadow, obscured by the light, almost touched him. Ig gritted his teeth, wanting to support himself with the sword and stand up, but the ubiquitous, tearing, scorching pain made his will impossible to execute.
