I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 641

Chapter 641
The Frost Giant Dragon flapped its wings into the sky, its magnificent ice wings stirring up huge waves of wind mid-air, making the pedestrians and knights on the road almost lose their footing.
“At that time… a dragon?”
The Frost Calamity cultists, clad in blue and white robes, also felt the Frost Giant Dragon taking to the sky. One of them raised their face in shock, keenly catching sight of the red-haired young man on the dragon: “It’s that kid—he’s not dead?”
He only had time to utter this exclamation. Ophi, who possessed spatial talent, blinked, and the huge dragon wings covered their sky, casting terrifying shadows.
“Leader, what about this woman—”
A cultist holding the pink-haired girl by the neck shouted loudly. But as soon as his right hand grabbed his weapon, the dragon, which had descended rapidly with flapping wings, suddenly opened its maw:
“Roar!!”
The sonic wave of the dragon’s roar contained the dragon’s own power. The terrifying power descended like a tempest. Even though they were elites among the Frost Calamity cultists, they had no way to resist it in the hasty moment.
Especially the cultist holding the pink-haired girl, whom Ophi had deliberately targeted with the majority of her strength. The weapon he had just grabbed was sent flying by the dragon’s roar, and he let out a pained scream, blood flowing from his ear.
The pink-haired girl fell to the ground. She struggled forcefully and rolled to the side.
“Little Fei!” Verafia called out.
Ophi understood. As she swept across the ground, the dragon’s mouth closed and opened, spraying out the long-accumulated frost dragon’s breath, like surging giant waves licking the earth.
“This is dragon’s breath!!”
Even these Frost Calamity cultists, scorched by the dragon’s breath, let out screams. However, they were all high-level powerhouses, and a single breath from the crystal dragon could not take their lives.
“These cultists…”
Verafia stood on the dragon’s back, the immense wind pressure blowing her skirt, almost blowing her off.
However, the young girl managed to stand up. The gun in her jade white little hand had a thin layer of moonlight flowing on it, and the magic runes had already lit up.
“Night Fire Meteor!”
Beams of light shot out, like meteors falling to the ground, roaring loudly. Golden flames ignited and burned fiercely on the ground where the dragon’s breath had sprayed, wantonly scorching flesh and blood.
The scene of ice-blue frost flames and scorching gold flames interplaying was seen by those looking down from the dragon’s back, and the astonished knights outside the scope of the blast witnessed the gorgeous and exquisite beauty, with brilliant colors overflowing.
However, for the Frost Calamity cultists trapped within, it was undoubtedly hell.
Especially Verafia, who cast “Night Fire Meteor” using a magic short gun.
This spell, which she had personally written with the concept of fire, was powerful enough to be compared to aForbidden Spell. Even when cast using external power, its strength was undoubtedly no less than that of any crystal mage.
—Moreover, this spell also contained her authority, the will of “Annihilation.” The damage caused to those blessed by the Frost Calamity would only be greater!
“Ahhh, such flames!”
“They can’t even suppress the gifts of Lord Frost God! Could it be that she’s holding a Sacred Relic from the Church!”
Several Frost Calamity cultists let out painful and desperate cries. Even though their strength was great, under such pain, which was far more intense than scorching flesh and blood, they could barely hold on.
A Frost Calamity cultist, kneeling on the ground in the flames and struggling to stand up, turned his face sideways, his expression almost distorted by indescribable pain. He saw the young girl struggling and rolling on the ground after the dragon’s breath and the raging flames, and revealed a resolute expression:
“The leader said that if we can’t bring that woman back, we should kill her!”
As soon as the words fell, he took a piece of frost in his hand and slammed it heavily into his chest. The distortion of his flesh and blood was almost instantaneous, freezing into hard ice. Ice shards poked out from his flesh, piercing his outer robe!
After him, several other Frost Calamity cultists showed determination in their eyes, gritting their teeth, and slammed pieces of frost into their chests, their auras surging, turning them into flesh-and-blood humanoid frost monsters!
“Boom!!”
The ice dragon’s wings, swooping down, stirred up huge waves of wind on the ground scorched by fire and dragon’s breath. The dragon’s sharp claws grabbed a Frost Calamity cultist who blocked its path and threw him heavily, tearing him in half.
However, the cultists who had inserted the frost shards, completely lost their minds, and had fallen into servants of the Frost Calamity, relied on their bodies empowered by the Frost Calamity’s will to forcefully withstand the terrifying power and stand up tenaciously.
As the Frost Giant Dragon swooped low, Verafia, held by Ig, leaped to the ground. The fallen Frost Calamity cultists, who had just been scorched by the flames, let out piercing hisses and lunged at them.
Ig shielded the young girl behind him with one hand, turned around, and drew his sword. On the straight sword blade, golden flame light instantly wove and moved, as if it were a magnificent golden feather sword, held in his hand.
The golden flame light, aimed at the Frost Calamity minions rushing towards them, was slashed down. A mere flash of golden light flickered, followed by brilliant raging flames igniting, and a crisp phoenix cry echoed within the sword light!
Both the ferocious frost monsters and the strange ice crystals were undoubtedly split in two by this sword, turning into ice mist, and then being completely incinerated by the golden raging flames.
The Frost Calamity cultists before him were far inferior to the cultists he had coincidentally met that day. Even with the use of frost shards, they could hardly withstand the might of a single sword strike from the raging flames.
“Eek, you guy… it seems you’ve practiced the sword I gave you well.”
Gently placed on the ground by Ig, Verafia tugged at her skirt with her jade fingers, stood on tiptoe, tilted her delicate face, and a hint of lightness flashed in her golden eyes.
A slight smile appeared on Ig’s face.
In the past, when Verafia, who wielded the authority of fire and was a true Goddess Princess, had merged with Herrafir’s divine power, she had broken off one of her phoenix feathers and bestowed upon him the talent of the “Phoenix Feather Heavenly Flame Sword.”
After learning that she had long ago bestowed upon him the divine chosen mark of fire, Ig had even used this sword to defeat Douglas, who was also a divine chosen.
After parting ways with Lichen, Ig had rarely used it, fearing that others would recognize him and the young girl because of this sword light… However, he had often tried on his own using his True Sight Eye talent.
The golden-haired, white-dressed young girl turned her small face sideways.
In the air, a few wisps of fire lingered from the “Phoenix Feather Heavenly Flame Sword” strike. She brushed them with her jade finger, and a trace of residual golden flame dotted her fingertips.
After the firelight extinguished, a minuscule fragment of ice crystal appeared on the young girl’s jade finger.
—The Frost Calamity cultist had stabbed ice crystals containing the Frost Calamity’s will into his flesh, but all of that had been burned by the flames. In the end, only a wisp of crystal residue, separated from the flames, remained on the young girl’s jade finger.