Chapter 591: A Hint of Doubt
“Boom!!”
In an instant, the scorching golden light almost engulfed the entire field of vision. The hard ice crystals on the frost monster’s body melted, evaporating into thick white mist, which was then swallowed by the swirling flames!
The holy spear struck down, and the ice and snow disintegrated!
The blazing flames burned the cold frost, turning it into countless shattered ice fragments that splashed outwards. Ig’s eyes widened in surprise.
He had not expected that by activating his fire gun, he would directly pierce through this terrifying opponent who had transformed into a frost monster, and that the opponent seemed to have no resistance at all.
Behind the flames, the icy colors melted, and a smile appeared on the face that was revealed again.
“This is!”
The flaming spear broke through the frost scales, piercing a huge hole in the flesh and blood beneath the frozen ice crystals. The spear blade, shimmering with golden flame light, passed straight through his back!
Ig pressed his palm, sensing something unusual. However, the Sun Spear, pushed to its extreme by the scorching sun’s fire, was difficult even for him to control.
At this moment, the sacred spear, condensed from flames, flashed with blinding light, and instantly shattered with a “boom,” releasing its terrifying high temperature!
“Boom boom!”
The blazing flames instantly engulfed the frost, and the dazzling light that bloomed lasted for a full ten breaths, almost blinding everyone. It was as if even the will of the frost calamity would retreat, and everything that arrived was a land of light and flame!
Even the enforcement priests in black robes who were chasing the swordsman in the black robe behind him couldn’t help but show surprise.
When the dense light faded, the scorching golden flame radiance reflected behind Ig. He maintained the posture of throwing his spear. Before him, the frost had melted, the broken long robe was burning, and the frost monster of the past knelt on the ground adorned with golden fire, with more than half of its body incinerated, clearly having lost its life.
However, melted ice shards still remained in the opponent’s flesh and blood, and even covered the torso that had not been completely affected by the flames, and it seemed to still possess a trace of vitality, wriggling, proving that the frost monster before was not an illusion.
Ig slightly shifted his wrist. His gaze was fixed.
What he was thinking about was not just the frost… but also the smile that appeared on the enemy’s face when he thrust his spear.
Around them, the people who were caught in the conflict but survived, and the shop girls who came out of the shops, all looked with awe at the slender figure of the black-haired young man in the burning street.
In that moment, they all felt the terrifying cold that seemed to engulf the entire world’s temperature, awakening the terrible memories of the frost calamity that eroded the earth deep within their memories… But in the next moment, the light and heat released by the young man showed them the brilliance of the Fire Saint.
The surroundings were filled with people’s amazement, admiration, and relief.
“Ig!”
A slightly worried girl’s voice startled Ig from his thoughts.
He turned around, and the golden-haired girl ran to his side: “Veer, you weren’t hurt just now, were you?”
Verafia shook her head. Ig breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of blame appeared in his eyes, “But, Veer, why did you run out just now, it was so dangerous?”
Recalling that moment, Ig couldn’t help but feel fear again. The enemy who appeared before him was a frost monster comparable to Ophi, and even if he used his full strength, he wasn’t sure he could survive.
If Veer were injured, he wouldn’t know what to do…
“This…”
A hint of panic flashed in the girl’s golden eyes, and her little face drooped slightly: “Because, because I was worried about you just now…”
Worried about me…?
The blame in Ig’s eyes melted, and he felt a touch of happiness.
However, another doubt arose in Ig’s heart. He knew that the girl cared about him and would worry about him, but the girl still had a slightly proud personality and rarely expressed herself directly.
The girl’s reaction seemed to be a cover-up for something…
Ig naturally didn’t think that his Young Lady would be detrimental to him. Could it be that she knew something?
As he was thinking, his sleeve was suddenly gently tugged. The girl’s pure white, slender little hand touched his palm, and she raised her golden eyes, revealing a hint of worry: “But, Ig, you were injured just now?”
“It’s nothing. Young Lady, it’s just a minor injury,” the black-haired young man said with a smile on his face.
Ig did not deliberately pretend to be strong to avoid worrying the girl. Having merged with the Demon King’s blood, his physical body’s strength was not inferior to that of a royal-ranked dragon, and he had extremely strong recovery power.
Even if his arm was fractured, after it was reset just now, it quickly recovered with the vitality of his physical body, leaving only a slight pain.
Verafia did not give up. She held his hand, lowered her little face, and carefully examined him, then breathed a slight sigh of relief and raised her golden eyes again:
“But, Ig, were you confused by your expression just now?”
“A little bit…”
Ig did not hide it and nodded: “Just now, the swordsman who was engulfed by the frost power, I did not expect to defeat him with just the Sun Spear.”
The swordsman under the black cloak possessed extraordinary strength, and after merging with the power of ice, he reached the realm of crystal. Even though he lacked reason, Ig felt an insurmountable sense of overwhelming power.
Ig had originally only intended to hold back the opponent temporarily to buy time for the girl behind him to escape.
But… just that one Sun Spear defeated the opponent.
Ig recalled the extremely strange feeling of that moment again. He suddenly lowered his gaze and looked at Verafia, whose delicate long eyelashes were slightly lowered, wondering if it was because of her flames?
After all, the black-robed swordsman’s power came from frost. In the face of the girl’s divine power, even the frost calamity that devoured the earth could hardly be shaken…
“Your Excellency,” a deep voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
The priest who came before him was wearing a black robe, which was a symbol of an enforcement priest of the Inquisition. While releasing a powerful aura, the priests held their weapons, clearly having encountered a fierce battle while pursuing the black-robed swordsman.
One of the priests saw his lifted face and secretly marveled at his youth. His gaze also fell upon the golden-haired girl in the pure white evening gown behind the young man, and his astonishment grew even greater.
However, compared to the girl’s exquisite beauty, the priest’s gaze returned to Ig.
After all, the young man’s actions just now were seen by him, and the holy spear in his hand, condensed with flames, which killed the cultist in one fell swoop, made his eyes widen in shock.
“Your Excellency, Priest.”
Ig spoke first. He looked at the corpse on the ground, with a hole through its chest, kneeling halfway: “May I ask, who were you pursuing…”
“You mean this cultist?”
The priest’s eyes showed a hint of surprise, but he still explained:
“As you can see, this cultist harbored the strangeness of frost, and even transformed into a snow-sworn evil form with his power just now… Did you see his mark?”
