I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 644

Chapter 644 Chapter 102 Steel Knight
“What is this…”
Ophilia exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise. The Frost Calamity follower opposite her tore open its chest and abdomen with arms like cold, icy blades. A long裂痕 appeared in her eyes, but it seemed to have dried up, or perhaps was frozen by ice, and no blood flowed out.
– After the wound that pierced through its chest and abdomen, the flesh and blood inside the Frost Calamity follower was visible. A corner of the heart, lungs, and internal organs were exposed. Instead of the redness of flesh and blood, it was a pale white, frozen and congealed.
Countless tiny, sharp ice shards grew on the flesh and blood, like terrifying teeth.
Ophilia was startled by this scene, and screamed in surprise. The frost spear in her hand pierced straight through the Frost Calamity follower’s head, shattering it with a loud bang.
The Frost Calamity follower was heavily thrown to the ground, but its pierced and exploded head seemed to be unharmed, slowly getting up.
“It doesn’t need blood to maintain its life, nor does it need the nerves of the brain… It only needs the instinct of being a Frost Calamity monster, acting on the command of the Frost Calamity will.”
Verafia walked forward, with wisps of shattered ice mist floating before her: “This can’t even be called a living creature, it’s a monster, just a puppet of the Frost Calamity, its incarnation, and—”
The strange monster struggling to stand up in the distance shed fine ice shard powder. The wound on its chest wiggled like a ferocious mouth.
The surrounding air, the corpse of the Frost Calamity follower defeated by Ophilia, decomposed into pieces of ice mist, which were swallowed.
At the same time, the monster’s aura continued to climb, breaking through the crystal’s limit in an instant, and even rivaling Ophilia’s.
Azer let go of the pink-haired girl and walked closer, his ice-blue eyes gazing at the continuously growing Frost Calamity monster:
“Before, that Frost Calamity follower threatened to offer my flesh and blood to the ‘Sacred Beast’. Could it be like this?”
Verafia’s golden eyes slightly raised.
Before, she had guessed that the Frost Calamity followers in the Knight Arena, their ultimate goal in creating the Frost Calamity ice mist was to create a Frost Calamity incarnation that could rival a Saint Rank.
What was happening before them was almost identical.
– However, Verafia was not too worried. It was impossible for it to be like the one in the Knight Arena. The residual power of these ten-odd Frost Calamity followers could at most reach the level they were seeing now.
After her initial shock, Ophilia also calmed down. Her slender hand gripped the long spear, accumulating power, and in the next moment, she was about to unleash a meteor-like strike.
Suddenly, Verafia abruptly raised her head, “Wait—”
Most of the people present had not yet reacted. In the distance, with a loud sound, like a taut string being pulled, the sky instantly darkened. Then, like a comet attacking the moon, a stream of light intertwined with lightning descended vertically!
Even the ice mist spreading around the Frost Calamity monster was torn apart by the lightning, annihilated by terrifying power. The magic-condensed arrow pierced it without any obstruction, exploding with a bang!
In the explosion, countless ice shards shattered in the roaring tears of lightning, and then evaporated, as if traces of frost had never existed.
“This is… a Star Rank!”
“Trist!”
Verafia and the pink-haired girl exclaimed almost at the same time.
The golden-haired girl in the white dress lightly raised her jade hand to block the wind stirred up by the falling lightning, and caressed her golden, beautiful hair. The magic arrow that killed the Frost Calamity monster in one go burst out from the void, and its power was far stronger than most Star Ranks in her cognition.
Even the prestige it brought her was not much less than that of the Star Rank Black Sword Royal Guard whom she and Ig encountered in the Setting Sun Forest at the beginning.
The pink-haired girl’s pale gold beautiful eyes showed a hint of surprise.
On the street, due to the previous battle, pedestrians had long since fled, leaving it empty. The hurried footsteps of rows of knights followed. Ig looked up high, his gaze already spotting the thin but imposing Knight Commander in iron armor.
“Sir Trist… how did he get here? Has he already wiped out the Frost Calamity in the Knight Arena?” Ig muttered softly, saying to Verafia’s ear.
This was not their first time meeting Sir Trist Horn, the Knight Commander of the Vinash City Inquisition.
The first meeting was just after they arrived on the Aer Continent, outside the camp of the Inquisition army. Although it wasn’t a pleasant encounter, he was intimidated by Trist’s Star Rank might.
However, his direct impression of the Knight Commander was exactly like his title, a resolute and taciturn knight as steadfast as steel.
– Trist the Steel Knight, has been fighting against the ice since the Frost Calamity incident twenty years ago. Even when the previous Count of Vinash fell and Sirius was young, he single-handedly took on the defense of Vinash City.
It could be said that in the current Vinash City, Sir Trist Horn’s prestige and reputation far surpassed that of Sirius, who was the actual Count. Even Ig had heard the reputation of the Steel Knight “Shield of Vinash” many times.
Just now, the lightning arrow formed by magic that destroyed the Frost Calamity monster was released by Trist.
In less than ten breaths of time, arriving with the hurried footsteps of the knights, Knight Commander Trist walked at the forefront, as serious and taciturn as ever, his iron-gray eyes sweeping over the young man and girls.
“This person, Niya is a little scared…” the red-haired loli held by Verafia shrunk her little head, her voice trembling slightly.
Verafia raised her golden eyes and noticed that Trist’s gaze was only on Sirius among them. Behind him, the pink-haired girl’s pale gold eyes showed a hint of confusion.
She felt a sense of doubt, but before she could speak, Azer stepped forward and came to the Knight Commander’s side. He prepared to report his experience to the leader of the Inquisition: “Lord Trist, just now here—”
The Knight Commander did not wait for him to finish speaking. His iron-gray pupils fixed on the young man’s face, unprecedentedly, as if being grasped by a steel hand gripping his throat, appearing strange and oppressive.
Far from Azer, even Verafia standing in the distance felt something unusual.
This was not Trist’s usual indifferent but caring gaze; instead, it was incomparably cold and detached, as if he were dealing with someone who needed to be judged and hunted.
“Azer, you are indeed here.” The Knight Commander’s hoarse voice, like a dull iron sword, slowly seeped into the strange atmosphere.
Azer looked up at him in shock. Trist roared loudly: “Enemy of the Frost Calamity, Knight of the Inquisition, take him down!”