I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 770

chapter 9 Before the Sacred Domain
Severed from the River of the Dark Moon, the threads of divine law wove a curtain that obstructed the sight, a power transcending material boundaries, which even Saint Rank, standing at the pinnacle of the secular world, could not easily shake with a full-power strike, let alone the power of a Sacred Domain.
But for Ig, his True Sight Eye was the divine authority bestowed by the former Star God, “Rellotti.” The divine laws before him were merely a wisp of that gift, and Ig found it not difficult to discern the traces of these laws.
Moreover, the End and the sword spirit girl within it were reforged from Verafia’s blood and divine spark origin. The laws once ignited by the Flame Goddess were wielded by Ig; wherever the sword edge passed, even divine laws were easily incinerated.
The End blocked the descending moon shadow, the traces of moonlight scattered and dissipated, revealing the slender, thin sword edge in the hands of the Dark Elf.
“But… it really is you, Ivansstar… At the time in Lorinc, Veer, and Father all mentioned you.”
Ig pressed down on the End, the long sword humming and trembling. He was bearing the power of a Sacred Domain, and the strength surging from the sword edge, after being offset by the Flame Law and the sword spirit girl, still impacted his body like waves of violent tides.
Such power was enough to break the bones of any Star Rank, causing internal injuries and bleeding.
But Ig seemed to disregard it, a slight smile on his lips, gazing at the Dark Elf opposite him whose dark silver eyes had shrunk.
Ivansstar’s eyes held disbelief. It wasn’t just that the sword edge had cut through the goddess’s law, but that before her stood this young man… The first time she had clashed with Ig for an instant, she still hadn’t expected that the opponent could directly withstand her full-power strike.
Suddenly, the sword blade in the Dark Elf’s hand shimmered, reflecting the light of stars and moon, as if the dark moon’s sky was displayed upon it in an instant. Ig’s eyes flickered upward; he raised the End to block sideways, and with a clear clang, the Flame Law swept and burned, colliding with the falling Holy Domain sword shadow.
Boom—
The hard stone and rock, the ground, instantly cracked. The surging debris was cut into pieces by the moonlight, and then melted by the flames. The howling wind swept up, hitting Ig’s body, even causing the curtain constructed by the law behind him to flutter.
Ig was repelled by the fluctuations of the sword technique clash, retreating half a step, but he still had the strength to shield the Wood Elf Girl behind him from the impact of the clash.
“Mmm, Ig, are you okay!” Only then did Ein ser find the time to speak. She rushed to the youth’s side anxiously, her voice filled with concern.
Ig saw the Elf Girl’s worried emerald green eyes, smiled, and shook his head. He touched the End, and the long sword chimed with a flash of light. Then, he turned his gaze back to Ivansstar, who lightly held her thin sword and stopped.
The Dark Elf did not attack immediately. The clash with the End and the Flame Law, even for a Saint Rank, had caused considerable disruption to her magic circulation. At the same time, she was calculating the time and observing the youth before her.
Originally a “Black Blade” assassin targeting the Sacred Tree Knight, she was not enough to deal with a Dwarf Royal Guard led by a Saint Rank. Even the curtain condensed by the divine law could not withstand their attacks for long.
But…
Ivansstar’s gaze lifted slightly, and her lips moved.
“Your words… it seems you’ve always known I was here?”
Ig looked at her with a slight smile. Although he did not answer, it was almost an affirmation.
“As expected, I heard from Lord Fatter before that your talent is ‘Truth’. Is it the power in your eyes?”
The Dark Elf chuckled clearly. She gazed deeply at the youth before her and suddenly praised:
“Marquis Mays… No, Prime Minister’s young master, should I say. The last time I saw you, you were only Silver Rank, and needed to borrow that girl’s strength to defeat enemies. In just three years, you have become a Star Rank, and can even withstand my attack.”
Ivansstar’s praise was genuine. From Star Rank to Saint Rank, it seemed only one level apart, yet the difference in life level… was almost a chasm.
With the strength of merely a Star Rank, to withstand a Saint Rank’s attack, even the legendary heroes would be no different.
Seeing that the other party didn’t attack, Ig was also happy to engage her. “Your strength is quite unique among Saint Ranks.”
Ig was not lying; the Dark Elf’s strength before him could be considered not weak among the Saint Ranks he had met.
When on the Aer Continent, Ig had once fused with the Star God’s core, unleash the Star God’s power, and attempted to devour Dissax, becoming a deity capable of wielding the power of the starry sky.
Although Herafir’s flames had severed and burned the former Destruction Star God, the power remaining in his soul, combined with the Flame Divine Source left by Verafia, meant Ig didn’t spend too long to achieve genuine Star Rank after just breaking through the Crystal.
Coupled with a body purified by the Demon King’s blood, and marked by the Sacred Sword and the starry sky, within the Star Rank, Ig believed his own power was by no means weaker than Ophi, who was a Royal Dragon and had similarly fused with the Ice Origin.
In a battle in the Dwarf Royal City where rebels attacked the Royal Palace, Ig could have blocked one of the Saint Rank opponents even without the End.
However, the Dark Elf before him undoubtedly possessed greater strength than himself. Relying on the power of the End and the sword spirit girl, Ig was still at a slight disadvantage.
Yet, upon hearing Ig’s praise, the Dark Elf’s face visibly flushed, appearing particularly indignant.
Ig was stunned for a moment before realizing that the Dark Elf seemed to have interpreted his words as looking down on her. However, Ivansstar still managed to suppress her indignation, her high chest heaving slightly, and spoke:
“Young Master, you, as a Human, have traveled thousands of miles to the Elf world. I believe you must have an ulterior motive. My target is only the girl behind you. If you hand her over to me… the Dark Moon will consider you a distinguished guest and will surely satisfy your demands.”
A hint of nervousness appeared in Ein ser’s emerald green eyes.
Ig chuckled softly and looked at the Dark Elf who lightly held her long sword. “You jest, Your Excellency. Miss Ein is my friend. Moreover, my reason for coming to this world is merely to send her home, so I naturally cannot give her to you.”
Ig was well aware of Ivansstar’s intentions, which were nothing more than her fear of his power, and her desire to take Ein ser away with a promise.
His purpose in coming to the Elf nation was indeed to borrow the power of the Life Sacred Spring to incubate his girl.
Perhaps the Dark Elves, who possessed the Moon Sacred Well and were associated with deities, could also provide sufficient energy.
But why would Ig abandon Ein ser, his friend with whom he and Verafia had experienced so much, and choose to trust the Dark Elves’ deities?
Not to mention, that girl’s old acquaintances were likely standing with the Elves now; and the Dark Elves were entangled with the Abyss Cult, and Fatter, who seemed to be the mastermind behind the scenes.