I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 540

Chapter 540 Chapter 100 Dawn (Part 1)
Standing at the top of the castle, Lancaster’s chest was hit by the “Abyss’s Reflection” of the “Saintess”. Dark ripples surged and corroded his flesh and blood, making it difficult to suppress even with the might of light.
On the face of this king, who was honored as the Holy Light, there was no trace of pain. Instead, his eyes were burning bright and filled with excitement.
After battling Verafia and Igket, the Demon King’s Heart, and then again with Ilis and others, Lancaster had indeed suffered heavy injuries in several consecutive battles that could be considered dangerous even at the God-level.
However, Lancaster was also confident that after the fierce battle in the sky, the injuries sustained by his enemies would be ten times greater than his own!
– Be it the “Saintess” of the Abyss, the Dragon of Black Flame, or Kaina, who betrayed him and called herself “Destiny”!
Shattered light was blown away by the stirred demonic power. Lancaster raised his eyes slightly and saw Elisa, who was also shot down by the Spear of Supreme Light. A proud smile couldn’t help but curl at the corner of his lips.
However, Lancaster did not attack her immediately. Instead, his gaze fell on his surroundings.
The top of the castle was empty, and it was also protected by his power, not destroyed. The space was filled with chaotic demonic power and shattered laws, but it had no effect on Lancaster.
In Lichen City, the Knights of Peka were fighting the invaders from the Abyss for their beliefs… but it didn’t matter. The sky was about to break dawn, and after the night’s shadows were revealed, where could these fallen ones from the Abyss hide?
Moreover, his twin swords representing light and darkness, the Royal Guard of the Black Sword, and the Church Knights led by the Knights of the Round Table would eventually arrive.
– The moment the war broke out, Lancaster knew of Bishop Richelieu’s betrayal.
However, no matter how great the intelligence of this Cardinal of the Peka Church, it was merely setting up a scheme to obstruct these Church Knights who were loyal to him… they didn’t even dare to reveal their conspiracy against him.
In Lancaster’s imagination, it was likely that under Richelieu’s scheme, the Church Knights were trapped in a pre-prepared trap.
And for the elite Church Knights from Lichen, led by the Knights of the Round Table, what kind of trap could hinder them for more than a day?
Lancaster raised his face, stained with falling radiance. His extremely handsome face revealed the smile of a victor.
But there was one question: would Richelieu be the true mastermind behind the scenes… and would they collude with Ilis and the Abyssal Church simply to seize power?
Suddenly, a dizziness in his mind interrupted Lancaster’s thoughts.
This was merely a manifestation of the spiritual exhaustion after battling God-level existences like Verafia and Ilis for a day and night. After all, he was not a true deity… but it didn’t matter.
Lancaster raised his face and looked at the sky. The energy turbulence covering the entire Lichen City had begun to dissipate, and streaks of clear dawn light began to shine down.
It was like dawn breaking through the shattered sky shrouded in darkness.
“The time of dawn… Ha, it perfectly matches the backdrop for the victory of the King of Holy Light!”
A confident and hearty laugh echoed throughout the world where light was about to descend. In the space shrouded in chaotic demonic power, the wind billowed his robes, making him appear like an immortal Holy King arriving in the light!
Undoubtedly, this world bathed in the morning light would be his era!
He thought of the unwilling eyes of the fiery girl, the Saintess who called herself the Abyss with a gaze calmer than hatred, and that ridiculous Star God who betrayed him and claimed to have seen through fate… How could such ridiculous people resist the rule of the King of Light?
Lancaster’s lips curled into a mocking smile.
But, before that…
Lancaster took a step, waving his hand, and froze the demonic energy turbulence in space that was enough to extinguish a Saint Rank. The king turned his gaze and saw the sky, still in darkness, on the other side.
As lines of light pierced through like arrows and blades, the pure white Saintess slowly stood up. Her pure white hair fluttered slightly. Her Abyss was shattered, and her robes were in tatters, but her eyes remained as clear as ever.
The Saintess still tried to stand up, and sword-like light left burning marks on her tender skin, which then healed in white smoke. However, it seemed that merely the act of standing up had exhausted all her strength.
“Ilis, what other tricks do you have?”
Lancaster sneered, mocking her contemptuously.
This Saintess, who called herself “Abyss,” had suffered ten times more injuries than he had… If she appeared before him again, Lancaster was even confident that he could completely destroy this former “Saintess.”
Whether it was the turmoil in the kingdom or the battle in the sky against the Saintess of the Abyss and the Star God of Destiny, he was undoubtedly the true victor.
Furthermore, it wasn’t just that. Like Kaina’s prophecy, after breaking free from the Sacred Sword and spilling divine blood into the sky, he had never felt so close to that realm.
It even felt as if he could break through it with just an outstretched hand – this was not “immortality,” but true “eternity”!
Lancaster’s face was filled with a proud smile, his blue-gold hair blowing in the wind.
– This is complete victory and the realm of “eternity”… not just the king of a nation, but the eternal God King of the entire continent!
“Lance!”
A frantic female voice came. Lancaster turned around and saw a beautiful girl in a ceremonial dress rushing towards him.
“Liya?”
Lancaster recognized the girl. She was the princess of the former Pegalrande Dynasty, his wife, and now, the Queen… This beautiful girl was the pure white moonlight in his heart.
She was a perfect ornament.
Filirya’s beautiful sapphire-like eyes seemed to overflow with tears due to her anxiety. Her silver-white long hair, which should have been neatly styled, had become undone at some point, fluttering in mid-air. A few streaks of dawn light rendered them like pure white fleur-de-lis petals.
This space, filled with broken laws and chaotic demonic power, required Filirya, a legendary mage, to exert all her demonic power just to advance.
Why was Liya here?
Lancaster thought in confusion. He waved his hand, clearing a path for the girl, and asked softly, “Liya, why are you here? Are you hurt?”
The girl’s delicate body rushed into his embrace.
Lancaster held her.
It was soft and warm, just as it was a hundred years ago when he first held the girl of white moonlight, when he first won her heart… a feeling of deep reminiscence.
Lancaster was about to show a smile on his face.
But suddenly, his expression froze – in his sight, the girl’s flawless jade-like face, her anxiety and concern withdrawn, was replaced by a frost like the cold moon.
The demonic power of light surged instinctively, but instantly, a sharp pain struck his chest, and a pure white dagger pierced him from behind.
“What is this…” His voice was almost frozen.
Behind the king, the silver-haired girl’s fair, slender hand gripped the hilt of the dagger.