I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 639

Chapter 639: Night Fire Meteor
The young girl hurriedly nodded. Azer smiled, thinking about how to take her away.
The moment he lowered his head, the girl in front of him suddenly raised her face in surprise. Her pale gold, gorgeous pupils showed terror.
“Azer, be careful!”
He was stunned for a moment, but then he realized it was the voice of the girl in front of him. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, as if tearing through space from the world shrouded in frost, a tall figure pierced through layers of ice curtains, and the sharp blade plunged down amidst a crazed sneer!
The figure in blue and white robes, with a wide hood covering his face, could not completely hide the icy aura emanating from within. This was a cultist who followed the Frost Calamity and even consumed the breath of frost to gain power!
The shield formed by demonic power was shattered, making Azer groan. However, the moment of obstruction gave him time to raise his sword and block in front of him.
—Boom!!
With a loud bang, Azer was sent flying, crashing through the solidified ice shards on the ground. The impact of demonic power almost made him spit out blood. But at this moment, what still lingered in his heart was the startled look on the girl’s face when she suddenly raised it a moment ago.
“She… knows my name. And that look… was she worried about me? Who is she?”
Lightning flashed, and a beam of magic light deflected the blade that was closely following, repelling the Frost Calamity cultist. In the distance, the pink-haired girl picked up her staff and unleashed her attack with all her might.
However, she was only concerned about Azer. Suddenly, another ice mist flashed beside her, and another Frost Calamity cultist in the same attire appeared. At this moment, the girl had no time to react. Her staff was knocked away by the cultist’s thick arm, and under her panicked and fearful gaze, her slender neck, like a swan’s, was grabbed.
The Frost Calamity cultists were far more than one!
Azer’s pupils widened. The moment he grabbed his sword and got up, the cultist who had closed in on him swung his blade heavily down, pressing him down!
“The person the leader wants… so you are here.”
The cultist holding the girl’s slender neck looked at the fleeting, fearful golden eyes in front of him and grinned sinisterly. Behind him, there were many similarly dressed Frost Calamity cultists.
“Kid, I’ll leave him to you to deal with.”
This was an order to the cultist beside Azer. After speaking, he dragged the girl and walked back into the ice mist without any gentleness.
Azer roared, his eyes burning, and he blocked an attack from the cultist heavily. Since childhood, Azer had rarely lost his composure, but at this moment, it was as if something precious had been taken away.
He didn’t even know this girl, yet he felt such heartache…
His palm firmly gripped the sword, but his attempt to stand up and break free was slowed by the suddenly intensified demonic power.
The Frost Calamity cultist was almost close to him, and his attacks suppressed Azer to the point of gasping for breath. Suddenly, another strike sent him flying, and the sword he tightly grasped was driven into the ground, leaving long gouges as he retreated.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood unwillingly. His palm was on the sword as he forcefully raised himself.
The cultist in front of him, undoubtedly, with the enhancement of the Frost Calamity’s breath, had at least the strength of a crystal. To defeat him, no matter the cost, he didn’t know how much time it would waste.
However, his colleagues, the knights of the Inquisition, and the priests of the Church were still fighting the main force of the Frost Calamity, and it was impossible for them to pay attention to this place, that girl…
Azer gritted his teeth tightly, unwillingly trying to support himself on the ground and stand up, but the heavy aura of the Frost Calamity pressed down, mixed with a harsh taunt:
“Kid, you still dare to be distracted at this time? Why don’t you become nourishment for the sacred beast here—”
“Here! Ugh, it’s Azer!”
Suddenly, a high-pitched and slender girl’s voice came from above. The Frost Calamity cultist’s eyes widened in surprise, and he instinctively raised his head.
In that instant, a slender girl’s figure appeared on the high floor, shattering the frozen glass of the room and leaping down from high above!
The spear blade traced a magnificent arc in mid-air, and ice-blue frost poured down. The moment she landed, the spear entwined with dragon’s breath, with its great momentum, slashed downwards towards the enemy in front of her.
Brilliant frost bloomed throughout the entire space. Compared to the frost mist of the Frost Calamity, the girl’s frost was much brighter, igniting the frost dragon’s breath within its gorgeous splendor.
—Bang!
The Frost Calamity cultist’s hastily received weapon was knocked away, and he coughed up bloody ice shards and retreated, his eyes filled with shock. He didn’t know if it was because he hadn’t expected this Dragon Clan girl to appear, or if the girl’s frost demonic power had completely suppressed the Frost God’s gift in that moment.
“—Night Fire Meteor.”
A girl’s voice, as pleasant as a nightingale’s elegy, rang out, piercing through the dense ice mist, sounding exceptionally cold. The Frost Calamity cultist’s body was uncontrollably retreating under Ophiuchus’s attack, and he instinctively raised his face in terror.
Even from a great distance, it was impossible to ignore the girl’s exquisite beauty.
The white-dressed, golden-haired girl stood by the window shattered by Ophiuchus. Her pure white dress was stirred by the cold wind, faintly revealing a hint of delicate skin and a touch of tenderness.
However, she held her head high, exuding a lofty and noble aura. Her flowing golden hair seemed to be adorned with radiant light, and the color in her golden eyes was nobler than the sun itself, even dimming the will of the frost.
The girl’s jade-like small hand held an exquisite short gun, which clearly looked like a fine toy of a noble lady. It was aimed at the Frost Calamity cultist, like a sword of judgment.
—And the pronouncement of judgment was the short phrase she uttered.
Boom!!
A crimson beam shot out, blooming with contained flames in the frost-covered world, like a blazing meteor in the night sky, piercing through the Frost Calamity cultist’s body without obstruction.
The high temperature of the flames charred the flesh and blood, and then exploded heavily on the ground.
Brilliant fiery light surged through the world again— the ground instantly evaporated, the ice mist melted, and the rapidly evaporating air turned into white mist upon contact with the higher cold, and was then swallowed by the rolling heatwaves.
After the attack descended, the entire ground was almost turned into ruins, and even the figure of the Frost Calamity cultist had disappeared, as if completely evaporated and melted in that instant, even the will of the Frost Calamity had dissolved at that moment.
Azer struggled to support himself with his sword. The heatwave hit his face, and drops of melting snow dripped beside him. He wore a shocked expression.
“Azer, are you okay?”
Ophiuchus turned her head, saw him, and quickly ran over. She put her small hands on his arm and helped him up.
Behind the white-dressed, golden-haired girl, Ig’s figure appeared. He whispered something in her ear, put his hands around the girl’s slender waist, lifted her into his embrace, and jumped down from high above.