I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 533

The Frost Giant Dragon flapped its wings, stirring up violent waves of wind that knocked over dozens of heavily armored knights, leaving deep tracks on the ground with its claws.
The powerful gale made it difficult for the knights to stand, and suddenly, the Frost Giant Dragon’s slender tail swung heavily, hitting the knights who were trying to attack, sending their bodies flying and smashing through houses.
Ophi and Ig did not choose to flee Lichen City through the sky.
As Peka’s capital for a thousand years, Lichen was not only garrisoned by a large number of sacred archer guards and magic legions, but its sturdy city walls were also lined with countless expensive and powerful magic crystal cannons.
Even gods would need to temporarily avoid their sharp edge under the roar of hundreds of cannons. Without god-level strength, flying in the sky would only turn one into a conspicuous target, a suicidal act.
Ig dared not let Ophi gamble on the chaos of Lichen City’s defense command, so he directly chose to land on the ground.
“Little Fei!”
Ig, holding the golden-haired girl, leaped from the dragon’s back and called out urgently.
Suddenly, two tall knight figures rushed out from the darkness, their raised weapons flashing with light and the fluctuation of battle qi, their eyes glaring and shouting sternly:
“You traitor!”
Ig did not respond. Under his activated True Sight Eye, he sidestepped to avoid the full-power attacks of the two knights. He protected the girl in his embrace, raising his arm to block the impact waves. At the same time, his right hand drew out a deep, dark magic pattern from End, flashing. Under the rising black mist, he pierced through the radiance and shattered the knights’ armor!
Although injured by the Demon King’s Heart’s shattering and Lancaster’s Spear of Sacred Light, the strength Ig displayed was several times greater than before.
No exquisite swordplay or skills were needed. With just one sword covered by demonic power, two elite Platinum Knights of the same rank could not withstand a single strike from Ig!
Ig’s gaze shifted slightly to his sword-holding arm. The dark magic marks gradually faded under the faint, thin light, hiding within his flesh and blood. The muscles of his arm twitched slightly, clenching the sword hilt according to his will.
The Demon King’s Heart had shattered, but in the demigod ritual, his life level had undergone a heaven-and-earth transformation.
Although Ig had not completely transformed into a Demon King race, he was in a peculiar balance under the “White Iris’s Protection” at the last moment. However, what Ig displayed was by no means inferior to any high-level demon race.
Whether it was the strength of his physical body or his transformed demonic power, it had increased more than tenfold compared to before.
At that moment, Ig even had the confidence that even compared to a royal-class dragon with noble blood like Ophi, he would not be at a disadvantage!
But…
“Not a pure human…”
Ig muttered. His slightly turned gaze fell on the girl in his embrace, who was gently leaning on his shoulder, her long eyelashes drooping, her tranquil profile as if asleep, and darkness appeared, his palm suddenly tightened.
The dark impact erupted from Ig’s body, rippling in the night, flipping the knights struggling to get up back to the ground.
Ig raised his head again, his deep purple eyes gradually fading into blue. The expression on his face turned resolute.
Does it matter if I am human or not?
What I need is power… the power to protect the girl in my embrace.
Ig tightly embraced the girl in his arms:
“Young Lady, I will not let you get hurt again.”
Such a vow was promised in his heart.
“Ig!”
A clear, crystal-like girl’s voice came through the freezing wind. Ophi transformed into a dragon-person girl and swept her spear to repel several knights who rushed forward, hurrying to his side.
The dragon girl opened her frost-blue eyes, her slender eyelashes fine. She looked at the golden-haired girl in Ig’s embrace, revealing a small patch of snow-white face. She wanted to touch her with her slender fingertips but was afraid of hurting the girl who looked quite weak.
She hesitated for a moment before raising her eyes to look at the black-haired youth: “Um… then, Ig, this phoenix looks so weak. Is she going to be alright?”
In Ig’s embrace, Verafia slightly opened her eyes. Her weak golden eyes made a rather fierce look as she glared at the dragon girl who raised her small face:
“Hmph, you idiot ice dragon, this young lady is fine… Humph, I’m just a little tired and need to rest for a bit.”
Seeing the girl’s wide eyes, looking annoyed like a provoked cat, bickering with Ophi as usual, Ig’s lips revealed a rare smile.
The girl in his embrace was not only the former Lothel but also a noble Goddess Princess. And now, she no longer needed to pretend for her identity.
Even though Ig had made up his mind and held her in his arms, he still felt a sense of unfamiliarity and distance towards her, despite not wanting to admit it.
But now, Ig realized that the girl in his embrace was indeed his Young Lady… the girl who belonged to him.
Ig’s fingers uncontrollably caressed the girl’s hair, which was as fine and smooth as silk. A smile emerged on his slightly raised face.
Looking at Ig and the girl before her, Ophi scratched her long hair ends and blinked her crystal-blue beautiful eyes with novelty.
As for Verafia’s defiant words, Ophi remembered her elder sister’s teachings: when people are injured, their moods are usually quite bad, so there’s no need to argue, just comply with her.
Thus, the magnanimous ice dragon girl, as always, did not take it to heart, only sticking out her slender tongue.
However, suddenly, a loud noise echoed from the sky.
Ig suddenly looked up.
In the sky where light and abyss clashed, the roar of a dragon sounded within black fire dragon breath. The substantial dragon pressure enveloped the entire city like a mercury ocean!
In Ophi’s frost-blue, sapphire-like clear beautiful eyes, surprise appeared:
“Um, is that… Father?”
In the sky above, the black dragon amidst the surging abyss and black fire was none other than Ophi’s father, Gedohoya, the King of the Dragon Clan of the Setting Sun Forest!
Looking at the war between the dragon and the girl, and the King of Sacred Light in the high sky, Ophi’s jade-like delicate fingertips involuntarily gripped the spear handle tightly:
“Could it be that what Sister and Father said that day was about fighting the king who attacked humans today?”
The ice dragon girl’s voice remained soft and pleasant, but the urgency and worry within it were evident.
Ig quickly turned his gaze:
“Little Fei, since His Majesty Gedohoya has appeared here voluntarily, it can be expected that he has his own preparations for dealing with Lancaster…”