I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 643

Chapter 643
“Dark Night Starfall!”
Verafia chanted hastily, and the markings on the magic gun’s surface were once again illuminated by magic fluorescence, converging into a golden-crimson fireball at the muzzle.
In just an instant, a golden-crimson beam shot out, bursting with magical splendor in mid-air.
Like tiny star grits after a meteor shattered in the night sky, they pierced the body of the Frost Calamity cultist who suddenly rose behind Azer and struck down with a frost blade, suddenly releasing light and heat, the burning flames licking the sky and the earth.
It wasn’t the complete “Dark Night Meteor” engraved on the magic gun, but a simplified spell.
However, even though it was a simplified spell, it still gave no quarter to the cultist who was already heavily wounded and had only revived due to the Frost Calamity’s life force and instinct. In an instant, they evaporated and melted, not even letting out a scream.
Verafia rushed over. She had no magic power and had released three spells consecutively through the magic gun. Even with the noble will and spirit of the Goddess Princess, she couldn’t help but feel a little tired.
Beside her, Ig followed closely, drawing his sword and forcing back another approaching Frost Calamity cultist.
Her cherry-pink hair fell messily, and the young girl had a panicked expression.
She knelt on the ground, ignoring her skirt being stained by the flowing blood, and tightly hugged the young man who had fallen into her arms. Her fair white hands forcefully blocked the wound that had been pierced.
“Brother Azer, Brother Azer…”
Crystal-clear, warm tears wet her fair golden eyes, falling one by one from her eye sockets, dripping onto the back of her jade-like hands, wetting the overflowing bright red blood.
Suddenly, a soft laugh rang out. The girl was suddenly stunned, but before she could react, Azer grabbed her fair white wrist.
“So it’s like this…”
Azer carefully held the girl’s small hand and gently moved it away from his wound. During this process, a trace of pain flashed across his face, but it didn’t matter. He helped the girl up.
Who else would call him “Brother Azer” besides the young man he swore to protect?
A gentle smile appeared on Azer’s face. He suddenly realized that this was not a problem that needed to be faced with difficulty.
“I, I…” After being stunned, the pink-haired girl’s cheeks turned bewildered. Her fair fingers tightly gripped the corner of her skirt, burying her face, not daring to face him.
Verafia had just reached them. Seeing that Azer was not seriously injured and was helping the girl to her feet, she breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she hadn’t thought that the red-haired young man’s injuries would be particularly serious. The power remaining in that Frost Calamity cultist was not much. After being obstructed by the magic power that the young man had ignited, and not hitting a vital spot, he seemed to be only lightly injured now.
“But, I did say…”
After putting her mind at ease, Verafia looked at Azer and the girl with some novelty. Then, she turned her small face and looked at Ig, who was walking up to her. She raised her pretty face with a smug expression:
“Back then, I thought that this Azer, when he mentioned that little count, acted the same way as you guys towards me… Hmph, it’s just as I thought!”
Looking at the girl’s cute appearance, Ig smiled wryly and reached out, ruffling her fine, soft, and smooth hair like dawn light:
“It’s not entirely the same… If I were Azer, at this moment, hmm, just like now, I would definitely start ruffling Young Lady’s hair.”
Ig said jokingly, and at the same time, his gaze turned to Azer and the girl.
Not only did the pink-haired girl nervously dodge, but Azer also just picked up her small hand, helped her up, and after the first sound, his gaze was elsewhere, and he didn’t know what he was saying.
Pink-haired girl: “…”
Azer: “…”
Ig felt awkward for them given the atmosphere.
“You guy… You think everyone is like you bad guy, who covets girls’ beauty and ruffles my hair every day and bullies me!”
Suddenly, his palm was slapped by the girl, and he heard her displeased voice. Ig turned his head, and Verafia was puffing her snowy cheeks, her fair white face slightly red, glaring at him with shame and anger.
But seeing his gaze, the girl also seemed startled and averted her eyes.
A smile curved Ig’s lips.
He realized that he was increasingly enjoying teasing girls now, wanting to see her shy appearance… especially such an exquisite girl who was his Young Lady, and also the noble Goddess Princess.
Of course, the basis for all this was that the girl also cared about him and was willing to show him her shyness as a girl, which belonged only to him, by his side.
Ig gently held the girl’s small hand.
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Around them, there were still the sounds of battle explosions. The cultists of the Frost Calamity were struggling, and the coldness of the frost was spreading in the air. Logically, it was not a suitable place for romance.
However, in this short period of time, not many Frost Calamity cultists disturbed them.
The Frost Dragon swooped down from the sky and transformed. The girl, whose slender delicate body was wrapped in the ice crystal skirt, holding the Frost Dragon Spear in her jade hand, leaped high.
Black fabric stockings wrapped around the girl’s slender snow legs. Wearing gorgeous but sturdier combat boots, Ophi landed among the Frost Calamity cultists who were still roaring and trying to stand up after being burned by dragon breath and blazing flames.
Amidst the unwilling roars of the Frost Calamity cultists, the spear blade she swung drew arcs of light, cutting through the chains of frost!
Ophi’s inherent magic power could be considered almost top-tier among the crystal-level beings. Moreover, she was a princess among royal dragons. Her true strength could probably even rival weaker Star-level beings.
As for these Frost Calamity cultists, even though they were elites, they were not in an environment shrouded by ice fog. Even if they used fragments of the Frost Calamity, their strength could only barely reach crystal level, and they had also been heavily wounded by Verafia’s flames before.
Even a dozen Frost Calamitys were no match for Ophi alone. The Ice Dragon Girl’s frost spear shimmered as she stabbed at the fearless Frost Calamity cultists who had become monsters. The moment the ice crystal flower bloomed, their lives were reaped.
In just over ten breaths, not even Verafia and Ig had time to step forward.
The dragon breath and golden flames ignited on the ground were still brilliantly shining, not yet extinguished. The only Frost Calamity cultist who remained standing opposite Ophi with a trace of life left was heavily injured and damaged.
“Only one left…”
Ophi’s jade hand touched the frost spear, preparing to defeat the last enemy.
Suddenly, the Frost Calamity monster, which was already pierced by sharp ice shards all over its body, making it look ferocious and strange, slashed heavily at its chest with its sharp knife-like arm, creating a crack that pierced through its chest and abdomen.