I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 688

Chapter 146 The Scepter Turns Into a Sword (Part 1)
Kain thrust his sword into the bishop’s back, and under the wavering light, his deep blue eyes, tinged with madness, appeared even more ferocious, his lips curling into an incredibly strange smile.
Sss—
He pulled out the sword. Under the Sword of the Star God, even the vast vitality of a Saint Rank withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Bang.”
Kain caught the Frost Heart, and Mistetinn’s Staff fell to the ground. As Cardinal Bro died and fell, the already precarious Sacred Domain of Light collapsed into the world.
Sounds of panic and shouts of anger echoed within the collapsing Sacred Domain. However, Kain did not look at these so-called priests and nobles. Cardinal Bro was already dead, and the collapsing Sacred Domain of this Saint Rank expert was enough to block them.
The youth revealed a strange smile, his handsome face like a cold-blooded viper, gazing at the red-haired young man on the cross of flames, who was right in front of him.
The law of flames was still ignited in the young man’s chest, and the firelight was dazzling. But Kain gave a contemptuous smile; in his hand, he held the Heart of Frost Calamity.
“Azer, do you really think you defeated me three days ago?”
The youth sneered, and with his other right hand, he picked up the scepter that had fallen to the ground and thrust it heavily towards his heart!
“Flame! Heart of Flames, destroy!”
Suddenly, a crisp maiden’s voice cut through the dense light barrier after the Sacred Domain collapsed. The flame law condensed in Azer’s chest exploded like magic obeying her command, releasing light and heat that blew the golden cross of flames to smithereens, simultaneously pushing the red-haired young man away.
Kain raised his hand to block the thick firelight, his frost-tinged pupils lifted to look at Verafia, who was not far away, and a slight smile appeared:
“It’s Miss Verafia. The flame just now was the power of ‘God,’ and you could control it as easily as ordinary magic… As I felt back then, my feeling was not wrong.”
“You were always unusual from the start… and you were also seeking this flame scepter!”
His voice suddenly rose, and the Frost Heart in his left hand suddenly emitted icy mist, condensing into sharp ice shards, thrusting towards the maiden’s delicate body without hesitation!
“Sister Veer… Ugh, be careful!”
Niya was already struggling to resist the finality after the collapse of the Sacred Domain. But seeing Kain attack with the Frost Heart, she made a sound, and her small body shielded him, concentrating three fireballs with all her might.
“Boom!”
Ice clashed with blazing flame, creating a large cloud of white mist, which was instantly frozen into ice by the severe cold. Even with Niya’s obstruction, the residual aftermath of the explosion sent the young girls flying heavily.
Kain showed a hint of surprise, but it was quickly replaced by a cruel smile. He raised his right hand, lifted Mistetinn’s Staff, and thrust it down towards the young girls.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed, slicing through the collapsing light barrier, and with a “bang,” it collided with the flame scepter, which was as beautiful as jade and wood.
Verafia’s delicate body crashed against the broken stones of the tall tower.
As if being a Goddess Princess for a long time, Verafia’s resistance to pain was even less than that of an ordinary maiden. Without the protection of magic, she fell heavily, groaning in pain and almost shedding tears.
“Miss Verafia, are you alright?” Shiel, although also feeling some pain, was much better off than the maiden and quickly helped her up.
Verafia shook her head at her, her gaze falling on the sword shadow that was flying towards and striking Mistetinn’s Staff.
The End, which plucked and shone with radiance, fell into her eyes.
“Ig, ugh, you guy—”
“It’s you!”
Kain’s arm trembled, and he gripped the scepter again with his backhand, his gaze shifting to the black-haired young man who was flying over, forcefully resisting the collapsing Sacred Domain.
More than ten meters away, Trist Horn was behind him, also launching an attack, but he seemed to be completely unaware, his azure eyes only focused on Mistetinn’s Staff, which was blocked by the End.
Instead, Kain was angered by his posture, laughing in fury: “Good, since you are blocking me regardless of your life, then I’ll see what kind of power you have to underestimate me so much!”
With that said, he raised his arm, and the flame light on Mistetinn’s Staff ignited, a pressure like that of a fire god descending upon them.
Ig pressed his palm against the flying End, raised the sword with the sun and moon flowing on it, and slashed towards the seemingly frenzied knight.
End and Mistetinn’s Staff collided again. Kain’s arm suddenly dipped, and horror appeared in his eyes. Then, the flesh and blood on his arm suddenly exploded into pieces, and blood flew everywhere.
The entire knight’s figure was directly knocked back by the End’s sword, and his entire body was embedded into the stone wall of the hall with a “boom,” spitting out blood and dust.
Previously, Kain had been brought to this hall by Cardinal Bro and had not witnessed the battle between the young man and Trist. Naturally, he did not know that Ig, who was also Platinum Rank, was far more powerful than him.
Shiel looked up and exclaimed, “Mr. Ig, be careful!”
In the maiden’s eyes, the moment Ig unleashed his sword, Trist’s re-established Star Barrier behind him had closed the distance of more than ten meters, reaching his back, about to launch an attack.
Suddenly, a beautiful ice-blue color streaked across, cutting straight through the Star Barrier.
The beautiful ice dragon maiden with frost-white hair blocked the attack of the suddenly piercing starlight. Her long and gorgeous dragon spear, covered in frost, was raised and delivered a heavy blow.
With a loud noise, Ophi’s figure was repelled several steps, her arm holding the spear trembling slightly, a trace of pain flashing across her delicate face. However, she only let out a slight groan before straightening her graceful posture, facing Trist, who held a halberd flashing with starlight.
“Little Fei?”
Ig asked her in her ear.
“Ugh, I’m fine… Thankfully, Veer and the others are also fine.”
Ophi gently turned her head to look at Verafia, who was being helped up by Shiel, and felt relieved. Her gaze turned back to the Star powerhouse who was silently approaching them, and she gritted her teeth.
“However, first, let me stop this Star… that guy who bullied Vera, Ig, you go defeat him first!”
Her voice was like that of a young girl, tender and clear, but it was very resolute.
Without waiting for Ig to reply, Ophi pressed down with her slender hand, stopping her trembling.
Beneath her skirt armor and silk fabric, the ice dragon maiden’s delicate, jade-like skin was covered layer by layer with ice crystal-like beautiful dragon scales. Amidst faint dragon roars, the magic of ice swirled and danced. She drew out her spear blade and thrust it towards Trist first!
Although Ig worried about the maiden, he also knew that even Ophi, who had also advanced to Crystal Rank, was only a sliver away from Star Rank, and she was far stronger than him.
Relying on her dragon bloodline, her identity as a Dragon Princess, and the Frost Dragon inheritance that she had already nearly comprehended, she might not be easily defeated even when facing Trist.
Moreover, like Ophi, Ig also believed that leaving Mistetinn’s Staff and the Frost Heart in Kain’s hands would be a threat.
Even so, Ig did not have time to rush to Verafia’s side to ask. Like Ophi, he just glanced at her with concern, confirming that she was not seriously injured, and pulled End out again.
On the opposite side, Kain, coughing up blood and embedded in the wall crack, painfully pulled himself out.
The flesh and blood on his arm were torn to shreds by the sword light, revealing glistening white bones, looking particularly tragic. However, he tightly clutched the heart and scepter in his hand.
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Another day of Veer slacking off… (