Chapter 94: The Vampire Little Queen and the Red Dragon Princess
The ripples of the divine-level battle erupting in the sky greatly interfered with the perception in Lichen City. Even for powerful Saint Rank individuals, their spiritual perception, originally capable of extending thousands of meters, was limited to less than one percent.
This was also a major reason why Igte was able to sneak this far.
However, Igte had no time to seek a more stable escape from Lichen amidst the dark gaps.
Not only was the battle in the sky seemingly reaching its climax, but more importantly, the powerful Saint Rank aura behind him was in hot pursuit, even evidently approaching the enemy’s domain!
Igte was certain that this Saint-level knight had already thoroughly locked onto his and Ophi’s identities, chasing them across almost half the city!
“A Saint Rank…”
Feeling the aura of light that was approaching like a tide behind him, Igte’s arm trembled heavily, and the power that erupted sent the Platinum Swordsman he collided with flying into the collapsed houses.
Forcing his body and demonic power to the limit more than once, Igte coughed up a mouthful of blood due to the backlash, but he had no time to wipe it. He forcefully looked up and shouted to the Ice Dragon Girl, who had just finished dealing with an enemy and wanted to help:
“Little Fei, perhaps that Saint Rank is targeting me!”
“I can use the True Eye’s power to temporarily simulate Veer’s aura. This way, I’ll lead this person away, and you can take the Young Lady and go first!”
Igte’s intention was to draw away this Saint Rank individual.
Although he had no idea if Ophi’s spatial ability could evade Peka’s knight with his distraction, it was one of his few options.
Hearing Igte’s words, Ophi, who hadn’t fully processed them in her little head, subconsciously responded.
Igte wanted to hand the girl in his embrace to Ophi, but the girl’s slender fingers, finding strength from somewhere, tightly gripped his wrist.
“Young Lady!”
Igte’s heart grew anxious, and as he raised his eyes, he saw the girl forcefully open her golden eyes. Beneath her long, dense eyelashes, her golden eyes were as serene as ever, but a resolute gaze that allowed no refusal was revealed within the hazy, faint light.
“Igte, you promised you wouldn’t leave me… wouldn’t let go.”
Her voice, like a Nightingale’s song, played in the flowing night.
…
On the other side of the night, under a tall shadow, the silver-haired girl’s face was blown by a wind that was stained with blood yet seemed sweet.
Unlike Igte, whose robes were torn and splattered with his own blood and that of his enemies, and the entire scene was stained with crimson,
the girl was clad in an exquisitely intricate dress, as if woven from a vibrant blood moon and deep night. Her delicate, lotus-like legs were encased in expensive black swan silk stockings, and the exquisitely crafted small leather boots she wore also appeared costly and luxurious.
Her silver hair, as magnificent as moonlight, was adorned with an exquisite, ancient little crown, like a beautiful little queen emerging from a fairy tale, representing the “long night” yet crafted with unparalleled delicacy.
However, the silver-haired little queen’s delicate fingers, like polished jade, twisted together in front of her elaborate dress, reflecting the anxiety and unease in her slender heart. Her blood-jade-like beautiful crimson eyes gazed at the golden-haired girl in the black-haired young man’s embrace, who was extremely weak yet looking at him with determination.
“Sister…”
The silver-haired girl softly murmured. Suddenly, she forcefully lifted her exquisite little face, which was as finely crafted as a work of art. Biting her thin lips, she asked, “Great Elder… can you help Sister?”
There was a hint of resistance and reluctance in the girl’s voice, but she had no choice but to ask.
A deep chuckle.
A tall shadow materialized from the darkness, revealing an old, frail, yet powerful Saint Rank blood clan elder!
In an era where traces of the blood clan had disappeared for decades, the appearance of a powerful vampire of Prince rank in Lichen was astonishing, and his strength, even among Saint Ranks, was undoubtedly that of a powerful individual!
Fraria’s crimson gaze flickered slightly.
She knew in her heart that the “Great Elder” before her was the de facto leader of the vampires in the North Wind Graveyard before she obtained the Blood Moon Crown, but he was not a descendant of Oran, but a noble of a different surname.
Although he had nominally submitted to her bloodline authority, Fraria believed that, at least for now, the Great Elder would not willingly hand over all his power to her.
However, through her interactions with the Great Elder over several months, Fraria knew that the elder before her did not truly harbor hostility towards her…
Tonight, Fraria had hastily intended to find Verafia, but before the war truly erupted, she was found by the elder before her, only to stumble upon Verafia and Igte’s figures here.
The Great Elder, with eyes like a withered sea of blood, looked at the young queen looking up at him anxiously, but did not immediately respond, merely shaking his head slightly:
“Your Majesty, under this night, this is our clan’s war for restoration… Even your sister, that Goddess of Flame, could not defeat the King of Sacred Light, and instead, it became a battlefield of the Abyss…”
“With my current strength, it is not enough to resist this entire Sacred Light.”
“But—”
Fraria’s emotions flared up, and the elder before her clearly rejected her request.
The girl gritted her silver teeth, almost drawing her sword herself, but she knew better, realizing that if she actually made such a move, the elder before her would surely intervene.
She clenched her palm tightly, and suddenly said, “As long as Great Elder can block this human Saint Rank and his knights for Sister…”
The blood clan Great Elder looked at the girl’s tender little face and suddenly said,
“Your Majesty, do you remember that this is the human Royal Capital?”
“Several months ago, with your witness, we formed an alliance with the human queen’s envoy… However, such a covenant can only exist in shadows. If the shadow of bloodshed appears again in the human Royal Capital, perhaps Her Majesty the human queen will be displeased.”
The Great Elder was still refusing, but his tone was not as resolute as before.
Fraria bit her lip slightly, knowing that the other party was asking for her terms. Suddenly, she used her slender and delicate little hand to forcefully remove the silver and red crystal little crown. Her silver-white hair cascaded down, and on her slightly raised little face, her blood-moon-like beautiful crimson eyes looked at the Great Elder:
“If Great Elder is willing to help Sister, I will listen to Great Elder at the subsequent Royal Court meeting!”
The Great Elder’s dry, aged, clouded eyes brightened slightly. A satisfied smile appeared on his emaciated face. Suddenly, under the entire shadow of darkness, a blazing crimson flame ignited, and the light brought by the brilliant crimson aura was blinding.
With a wave of his hand, the viscous blood surging in the darkness rolled up and protected the silver-haired girl behind him. His slightly solemn gaze saw the red-haired girl walking out of the night, igniting with brilliant crimson flames.
On the slender and pretty figure of the red-haired girl, crimson crystal scales shone brighter than the most precious rubies. Her bright red hair was like burning flames, framing her pretty face. On her face, a pair of scarlet eyes were like inlaid fiery gems, and she smiled at the blood clan elder and the silver-haired girl behind him.
“Is that Princess Fraria, the eldest daughter of His Majesty Gedohoya, the ‘Crimson Dragon Princess’?”
The blood clan Great Elder spoke. Having been sealed in the tomb in the northern part of the kingdom for a hundred years, he had not met the Dragon Princess of Crimson Flame, but through alliances with humans and the Abyssal Church, he naturally remembered the news of the Dragon King’s eldest daughter.
“I have long heard that among the ancient and powerful elders in the depths of the North Wind region’s blood clan, you are truly as renowned as I have heard.”
Fraria said with a gentle smile. This Red Dragon Princess exhibited none of the arrogance of the Dragon Clan’s bloodline, nor did she show any disdain for the blood clan in the darkness.
The red-haired girl’s gaze then shifted to the silver-haired girl behind the blood clan elder: “And, Your Majesty the Queen of the Blood Clan… you are indeed such a beautiful and cute child. I imagine Little Fei will like you very much these days. It’s a pleasure to meet you!”
“Miss Fraria.”
The blood clan Great Elder’s voice interrupted, “You are the noble Crimson Dragon, and more importantly, the eldest daughter of His Majesty Gedohoya. May I ask what brings you to this battlefield risking your life alone?”
“Risking my life alone… not really.”
Fraria chuckled lightly and turned her gaze to the Ice Dragon Girl on the opposite side of the shadows. She was clutching a frost-ice dragon spear with her little hand, her pure white face was unusually dirty with dust and blood, yet she still looked as cute as a doll.
Her gaze seemed filled with memory, and a gentle smile bloomed on her face: “I just came to see my long-lost idiot sister, and her friends.”
“This girl, as always, makes me worry… However, it seems her friends are truly not simple.”
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The silent wind blew through the night. The radiant aura of the Saint-level Paladin made Igte even more anxious. He clenched his sword in his right hand, wanting to a_gain comfort the stubborn girl in his embrace.
In his hand, he held a reddish-brown stone with black lightning-like markings on its crimson surface, emitting faint waves of destruction.
This was a “Star God Nucleus” shed by the Star God half a year ago, unwilling to perish under the radiance of the Sacred Sword.
Igte was determined. Even if he perished here, he would definitely block the encroaching Saint Rank for her.
“Wait, Igte, look—”
The Ice Dragon Girl’s surprised cry reached his ears.
Igte suddenly looked up. Under the dark night sky, the dazzling golden-white sacred light suddenly halted at a corner of the sky. Then, under that sacred domain of light, a crimson shadow of blood flashed, followed by the flame of the Red Lotus Dragon’s breath igniting.
The knight’s furious roar, the flashing radiance, and then violent battle fluctuations erupted in the entire silent sky.
“Just now, that was the blood aura of a vampire… Could it be related to Little Fraria?”
Ophi covered her mouth with her slender hand in surprise. Her frost-blue beautiful eyes shifted, revealing a hint of excitement: “And that Red Lotus flame, that’s Sister’s Dragon’s Breath!”
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Well, Frania will probably be offline for a while… This last part is to explain her.
