Chapter 640 Chapter 98 Tentacles of the Frost Calamity Revealed (Part 1)
Like a goddess descending upon the world, her brilliant and gorgeous golden flames judged the frost that dared to defile her dignity, bringing the fated punishment upon the blasphemous cultist.
Moreover, Azelle felt a sense of familiarity with that kind of flame…
He slightly lowered his gaze. On his long sword, traces of burning remained, with scorched marks that seemed to reflect the magnificent golden flames that bloomed.
That noble and sublime flame, Azelle had understood it from the lantern lent to him by Verafia. Could that flame originate from her very being? Then, Miss Verafia’s identity…
Within the flames, a sliver was peeped at, such a supreme will, only ever displayed in the oracles read in the church… Yet, it was far inferior to her nobility. Could it be—
Azelle shook his head forcefully. He should have thought of that young girl who had just been abducted.
Igger landed on the ground from a high place. Beside him, the little red-haired girl Niya, with small fiery wings sprouting from her back, also flew down.
He wrapped one arm around her slender waist. Beneath the soft skirt, the touch felt even more delicate, and the girl’s slightly warm body temperature made Igger unwilling to let go for a moment.
However, Igger clearly didn’t want to be seen as someone coveting a young girl’s beauty. He only paused for a moment, then half-turned and leaned over, carefully placing the girl he had been carrying in a princess hold onto the ground.
“Young Lady?”
Verafia glared at him with her golden eyes. How could she not sense the impure thoughts he had just harbored in his heart?
However, this was not the time to dwell on it. The young girl’s jade fingers lightly touched the bracelet with embedded flame gems on her wrist, which allowed her, without magic, to avoid freezing in the low temperature.
The young girl’s lotus-like feet, covered in white stockings, tapped lightly on her small heels. Then, she hurried before Azelle, who was being helped up by Ophi: “Um, Azelle, are you alright?”
“Miss Verafia…”
The red-haired young man raised his face. His injuries were not light. In his eyes, as expected, there was surprise, as if he had guessed her identity from the magic she had just released through the magic gun.
But Azelle’s face showed more anxiety: “Just now, a pink-haired girl was captured by these cultists of the Frost Calamity.”
Clearly, like her, Azelle had the same guess about the pink-haired girl who resembled a noble young lady. Verafia’s long lashes slightly lowered, and she said softly:
“If my guess is correct… their true purpose might just be that girl. But Azelle, don’t worry, they definitely haven’t gone far. We’ll go find her.”
Azelle’s palm slightly relaxed its grip on the sword hilt. He lowered his face slightly and could feel the young girl’s golden eyes watching him: “Thank you for your trouble… to have Miss Verafia risk herself too.”
Igger stood beside her, remaining silent. Although he was worried about the girl’s safety and whether there might be a trap, he couldn’t find any reason to dissuade her, neither from his own position nor from his inherent nature.
After all, he couldn’t go save that girl himself and leave Verafia alone here, could he?
That would be even more dangerous.
“Tch, what’s there to worry about? Besides, I’m also very curious about what kind of schemes these cultists of the Frost Calamity have!” The young girl raised her delicate face and smiled like a silver bell. Her lighthearted tone relaxed the surrounding atmosphere quite a bit.
“I saw them just now, those cultists of the Frost Calamity, grabbing her and walking in that direction…”
Ophi, holding her magnificent ice crystal dragon spear, her fair jade fingers pointed towards a direction shrouded in ice mist: “But, it’s covered by this ice mist, which greatly interferes with perception… we might not be able to find her.”
Everyone fell silent. The ice mist before them was not the true Frost Calamity, but it possessed similar characteristics. It not only obstructed vision but also greatly affected perception. Even Ophi herself, as a dragon with naturally powerful spiritual power, could not perceive through one hundred meters.
“Just now, that sister’s aura… Niya noticed it.”
Suddenly, a slender, tender girl’s voice rang out. The brilliance in Verafia’s eyes flickered slightly, and she picked up the red-haired loli and held her: “Niya means…”
The young girl knew that Niya was a fire elemental spirit, and her sensitivity to elements was much stronger than her own. It was she who first detected the frost aura spreading in the air.
The little red-haired girl thought for a moment, her fiery ruby-like big eyes raised slightly, and she nodded her little head forcefully: “If Sister Veer wants to find her… Niya can help!”
—
Because the situation was very urgent, there was no time to discuss too many matters. Azelle didn’t bother to find his knight colleagues. He followed Igger and the young girls, rushing forward.
Verafia was holding Niya, but without magic and with a weak and delicate constitution, she obviously couldn’t keep up. She had to hand Niya over to Ophi and, gritting her teeth slightly, follow Igger.
Along the way, they saw traces of snowfall and creatures of the Frost Calamity, but these solitary creatures couldn’t even withstand Azelle’s sword and were easily slain.
“Sister Veer, that sister… is over there!” Niya’s tender fingertips pointed.
The cultists of the Frost Calamity had used their methods to create ice mist similar to the Frost Calamity, but it didn’t cover the entire Vinash City, only a corner of the city. Soon, under Niya’s guidance, they rushed out of the ice mist.
On the road outside the ice mist, despite the suddenness of the event, an endless stream of knights rushed to provide support.
Niya directed them earnestly. The cultists who had abducted the girl were not hiding in the ice mist, but had taken the girl and left amidst the chaos. Niya’s directions alone changed several directions.
However, they were not falling behind, but rather getting closer.
Azelle’s expression was solemn, his brows furrowed.
“The cultists of the Frost Calamity, their tracks are evasive, and their speed is not fast. It’s probably because of that Miss that they are slowing down.”
Verafia paused slightly, catching her breath. She turned her cheek, revealing a relieved smile: “Azelle, don’t worry… looking at it this way, the churches of the Frost Calamity definitely want her alive, they won’t kill her.”
“Mm. Thank you.”
Azelle nodded, forcing a smile. Suddenly, Niya exclaimed with great surprise: “Sister Veer, we are very close, right there!”
Verafia followed where she pointed, and even her perception could detect the aura of the pink-haired girl among the cultists of the Frost Calamity.
“Like this… Little Fei!” Verafia called out.
The Ice Dragon Girl responded with a nod. The ice-blue magic on her delicate body flashed, and she transformed, becoming a frost dragon that soared into the air with its wings flapping. At the same time, she swept her tail, flinging Verafia and the two young men onto her back.
— Previously, they hadn’t used Ophi’s dragon true form to pursue because the dragon’s presence was too conspicuous, and they were worried that the suspected cultists might act unfavorably towards the pink-haired girl, and they would be unable to stop it.
However, at this moment, there was no such concern.
I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 640
Posted by ? Views, Released on August 23, 2025
, 
I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess?!
身为勇者的我竟然成了凤凰大小姐
From the travel diaries of a Phoenix Princess reborn from the inferno, chronicling her life on the road with a supposedly “useless” young hero…
On their journey, their fellowship continues to grow: a Dragon Princess of silver frost, a young Vampire Princess with eyes of blood-crimson, the Saintess of Radiant Holy Light, the noble Princess of the White Iris…
“Hmm?” Verafia paused, tilting her head as she gracefully twirled a soft strand of her fiery hair around a finger. A hint of suspicion flickered in her beautiful eyes. “Ignet, why does this sound suspiciously like you’re assembling a harem?”
“My lady, there is a saying: ‘The fish is what I desire, and the bear’s paw is also what I desire.’ A wise man knows that if he can have them both, his home will be harmonious and all his affairs will prosper,” he began, puffing out his chest with the air of a profound philosopher. “Is that not a truly beautiful thing? A… a paragon of peaceful coexistence?”
He faltered under her smoldering gaze.
“…Ahhh! It was a joke! I’m sorry, Milady, please don’t burn me! I swear my only desire is you!”