I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 637

Chapter 637
Suddenly, the temperature plummeted in the air, causing almost everyone’s expression to change drastically. Kaino, who had been knocked down by Azer, struggled to lift his face, which was completely filled with panic:
“This, this is the aura of a Frost Calamity! Could it be that those Frost Calamity cultists have infiltrated Vinash City to such an extent—is their target the Sacred Relic?”
Kaino’s voice was filled with dread, and it didn’t seem fake.
“What Niya said about frost… did she sense the impending Frost Calamity?”
The extremely low temperature, far below the material boundary, froze in the air, and a gust of frost wind shattered the glass of the compartment.
Ophi hurriedly shielded the red-haired loli in her arms, turning sideways. Behind her exquisite dress, icy dragon wings suddenly unfurled, and her magnificent wings blocked Ig and Verafia from the whistling frost wind.
“No… this is not a true Frost Calamity.”
Verafia placed her small hand on Ophi’s icy wings, which were blocking the frost wind. Although it was the sound of frost wind blowing, the girl’s resistance cut off the freezing chill.
She gently raised her face, and through the gaps in Ophi’s wings, she could already see frost-white ice mist. However, her scorching gold eyes still looked straight ahead:
“Within this ice, there is no true will or authority of ‘Him’. Perhaps, it is merely a fabrication by the Frost Calamity cultists infiltrated in Vinash City through their spells, like a shadow of the Frost Calamity.”
Ophi lowered her frosty eyes. Suddenly, in the space shrouded in frost in the distance, Cardinal Bro’s old yet strong roar was heard. Reciting a divine prayer, the crimson flame light on the Mistetinn’s Staff illuminated, and in a short moment, it melted nearly half of the ice frost spreading in mid-air.
Feeling much less pressure on her wings, Ophi turned sideways and retracted her wings. Behind her unprotected back, the entire luxurious room was filled with white frost, and glass and wooden furniture cracked under the low temperature.
Verafia walked out from behind her. The sound of wind, still carrying a hint of cold, fluttered the corner of her dress. Her stunning delicate face reflected the flame-like light emitted by Cardinal Bro holding his staff high in the distance.
“Veer, you’re saying this was created by the Frost Calamity cultists?”
Ophi placed Niya on the ground. Her neatly tailored silk dress had been replaced by an equally gorgeous but more combat-suitable crystal ice battle skirt. Ice-blue, tough frost crystal armor adorned the dress that resembled an evening gown. The girl’s fair, slender, and smooth little hand reached out and picked up her spear blade.
The Ice Dragon Girl rushed to her side, her big eyes still showing disbelief:
“But there’s a Saint-level here, what are they trying to do?”
In mid-air, the flame light released by the Mistetinn’s Staff burned against the chill of the ice frost. However, the frost-white ice mist did not immediately dissipate, as if it were fighting against the blazing flame at a certain boundary.
“Young Lady, look there!” Ig’s voice suddenly sounded.
Verafia looked in the direction he pointed. It was like the moment the Frost Calamity descended that night. Within the shrouding ice mist, frozen ice blocks fell one after another from mid-air, shattering on the ground. Yet, imbued with life by an invisible force, they formed into strange creatures with a chilling aura.
“Snow sprouts of the Frost Calamity. And there are not only them…”
Verafia murmured. She slightly raised her golden eyes. The frost-white ice mist instantly shrouded the entire arena. As the ice mist spread, hidden people scattered throughout the stands let out hideous laughter.
They all took off their outer robes. Although their appearances varied, they all possessed ice-blue patterns, the mark of the Frost Calamity.
“Hiss—”
As if it were the Kasha cultist Ig had faced half a month ago, the moment they came into contact with the ice mist, sharp ice crystals pierced through their flesh and blood, growing and spreading like scales, turning these Frost Calamity cultists into ice and snow monsters!
“These people are all Frost Calamity cultists… and with such a scale, it seems they have long had a plan since infiltrating Vinash City.”
In front of them, the remaining white frost also condensed into a damaged snow sprout, which hissed and lunged forward, only to be split in two by Ig, who drew his sword. The young man turned his face, looking at the girl’s thoughtful expression: “Could it be that they are preparing to hunt the Church’s Cardinal here and snatch the staff in his hand?”
While they were exchanging a few words, the snow sprouts and ice-snow monsters born from the shadow of the Frost Calamity began their slaughter with piercing shrieks.
Similarly, countless guarding priests and knights also picked up their staffs and swords, confronting the snow sprouts with sword techniques and prayers. Even Kaino, who had just been hit by Azer, grabbed his sword and threw himself into the battle.
And as for Trist, the Knight Commander of the Inquisition, he let out loud roars. The starlight Dou Qi on his body stirred like a storm, leading the knights of the Inquisition around him directly into the center of the ice frost!
Even with the great momentum of the Frost Calamity, with a Cardinal holding a Sacred Relic and several Star-level individuals, it was difficult for them to approach the elevated platform where Cardinal Bro stood with the Mistetinn’s Staff.
“However, it’s not just that…”
Verafia’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. She could vaguely feel an invisible rune operating within the frost-white ice mist, as if every life harvested, and even the death of snow sprouts and ice-snow monsters, contributed to accumulating power for it.
In the end, the entire creation formed by the ice mist could even reach the power of a Sacred Domain!
“If their reliance is the final creation of this Frost Calamity shadow… if those Frost Calamity cultists have other contingency plans, it is not impossible to defeat Cardinal Bro.”
Verafia thought as she moved quickly with the Ice Dragon Girl and Ig in the corridor. However, she could not confirm it.
Just as she had thought before, whether it was the Church or the Inquisition, they could not have failed to consider the possibility of an attack by Frost Calamity cultists… If the Frost Calamity Church truly wanted war, at least, based on the information she knew now, they shouldn’t have chosen this time.
“But, if… if the Frost Calamity cultists’ target today is not the Cardinal who just arrived, nor the Mistetinn’s Staff in his hand?” Verafia voiced her guess.
“Not that staff?”
Ophi looked somewhat incredulous. While holding Niya, she dragged her spear on the ground, piercing the body of a snow sprout and turning it into ice shards. She quickly turned her cheek: “Then what are they doing all this for…”
“Young Lady means that the Frost Calamity cultists, not hesitating to expose their power and create this Frost Calamity reflection, is it just to cover up their true purpose?”
“That’s what I think. But their real goal…”
Verafia nodded. She suddenly stopped her graceful steps, her small high heels landing on the frost-covered ground with a crisp sound. She suddenly turned her face.
In front of her, the arena building had been torn apart by the frost wind. Through the huge gaps, one could see the scene on the lower stands. What Verafia saw was precisely the pink-haired girl in the evening gown whom she had noticed earlier!