Chapter 13 The Ancient Moonlight Sword
“This is… the Key of the Dark Moon? How is it possible, how could you, a mere human, possess it!”
Evanista’s shocked voice came through the tide of moonlight, surpassing the moment Igger raised Mistetinn’s Staff and defeated her.
Not only as a dark elf, but the elves including Lorintha also exclaimed in surprise. Although it was difficult to see their faces as they were shrouded in a dense radiance, one could fully imagine the astonishment on their faces.
– Boom!!
Ancient moonlight appeared in the long river of tides, and the power of a divine being’s incarnation fell, shimmering above the pure white moonlight.
The vast majority of the power was carried by this trace of moonlight, making the pressure on Igger suddenly lighter. Igger slightly raised his palm, his gaze falling on the white jade stone, adorned with soft moonlight.
It was still pure white and translucent, as if untouched by countless tides. However, Igger could faintly see a few obscure and beautiful ancient characters belonging to the Moon Deity emerging.
“That dark elf said it was the Key of the Dark Moon… Judging by her tone, it seems she has seen it before?”
This was a gift from Princess Meseila a long time ago. Legend had it that it was the first soft moonlight shed by the Moon Goddess thousands of years ago, a gift from a young moon elf to the ancestor of the Pegalani Dynasty.
Ainia, who had been a Silver Moon Priestess in the past, had also found him. At that time, the Silver Moon Elves had shown an expression of disbelief, which was extremely rare, but they had confirmed that it indeed came from the moonlight of the Silver Moon Goddess, Lucia.
Evanista’s voice brought many thoughts to Igger’s mind.
“However, this trace of moonlight…”
Reflecting the shimmering laws in the moonlight, Igger suddenly felt an impulse, and extended his hand to touch the moonlight.
The traces of laws melted into his touch, covering his palm.
The air was silent, only the moonlight flowed, but everyone seemed to hear the crisp sound of a sword being drawn.
– Clang.
The sword was unsheathed, and flawless moonlight condensed in his palm. A pure white long sword of moonlight was drawn by Igger.
“This… that young man drew a long sword from Princess Lucia’s moonlight? But even the high priestesses of the Silver Moon Elves couldn’t necessarily do it…”
Lorintha raised her cheek, and the faint, thin moonlight gently fell. Tides of moonlight continued to wash over her, but compared to before, it was undoubtedly much easier. Lorintha gazed at the human youth who drew the moonlight sword, her beautiful green eyes blinking in disbelief under her eyelashes.
Her hand gripped the bowstring, hesitated for a moment, and still chose not to make a move.
Igger drew the sword, and the mysteries of countless moonlight were understood in an instant. As the moonlight sprinkled down again, the incarnation of the dark moon approached with heaviness, and the weapon he raised turned into dark moon sword blades dozens of feet high. He could even hear Evanista’s angry questioning.
Igger raised his eyes, raised his sword, and swung it. A sword qi of moonlight slashed towards the divine reflection behind the tide.
The long sword cut through, and the divine reflection condensed by countless moonlight paused, cut by the same moonlight.
Like a collapsing colossal statue, the divine reflection with strength exceeding the Sacred Domain disintegrated and collapsed. Pure spiritual power and moonlight spring water containing laws poured out. Evanista, forced to reveal herself, spat out a mouthful of blood, filled with disbelief and despair on her face.
Igger snorted coldly, and raised the moonlight sword again, slashing towards the dark elf’s figure.
But the moment the moonlight sword edge made contact, a wave of dark aura suddenly surged from the dark elf’s body, like a formed black hole, instantly enveloping and then devouring her.
The radiance of the sword strike hit the spring water reflecting the moonlight. The spring water, rippling with moonlight and spiritual power, was slashed, and splashed onto him.
In the sky, the divine reflection of the dark moon dissipated with the slash of the sword light, turning back into the spring water of the sacred spring, falling onto the earth. Soon, the spring water reached his waist.
“Brother Igger, are you alright?”
Gavin, the dwarf warrior, was the first to rush over, asking with concern.
“I’m fine.”
Igger smiled and shook his head. In fact, the incarnation of the dark moon deity that Evanista summoned at the end had not even fully displayed her power before being severed and destroyed by his moonlight sword blade, and the resulting injuries were far less than those sustained during his previous battle with the dark elf.
Of course, this was not because Igger was so powerful, but entirely due to the restraint of the moonlight sword blade in his hand.
Igger raised his gaze. Ophiolis and Ain’sel were unharmed. Elianya, who had warned him, was also somewhat dishevelled as she emerged from the ruins, but she was clearly not seriously injured.
He touched the phoenix egg in his embrace again, and Igger smiled with relief, climbing out of the spring water and using his magic to dry himself.
Igger’s gaze fell on the long sword in his hand. He flicked it, and the soft, pure white light gradually faded, returning to the same moon jade as before, emitting a soft, bright glow.
He recalled his memories.
The moonlight sword cut down from the dark moon incarnation, but it was not a destruction of magic and laws. He felt it very clearly; it was the moonlight on the long sword that “fused” with it.
This was because the power of the moonlight came from the same source…
At the same time, the elf knights soon arrived.
“Mr. Igger, thank you just now.”
A soft and pleasant elf female voice came. Her exquisite silver armor swayed gently in the moonlight. The girl who walked before him was Lorintha, the Sacred Tree Knight, her green eyes curiously appraising the human youth before her.
She had already gained a general understanding of this human youth from Ain’sel, but she was still quite surprised in her heart.
“You flatter me… I merely swung a sword of the Moon Goddess, anyone could do it.”
Igger said, “Moreover, that dark elf escaped.”
“That fellow escaped?”
Lorintha gently clenched her fist, saying with a hint of anger.
This was not difficult to understand. The mission of Lorintha and the other Sacred Tree Knights was mostly to rescue this small town from the dark elves.
However, upon arrival, they found that not only had the town’s residents been slaughtered, but even the instigator, Evanista, had escaped. Naturally, she would feel guilty and angry.
“Yes. She had a spell imprint on her that activated automatically when she was in danger. If it were under normal circumstances, I would have been able to stop her…”
Igger paused. “However, that kind of spell aura was far from that of a dark elf, and instead resembled traces of the abyss… Could it be that someone from the Abyss Cult had left a spell imprint on her in advance?”
“You know of the Abyss as well?”
Lorintha thought for a moment and nodded. “If it’s as you say, then it’s most likely… Regardless, thank you for your help.”
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It was supposed to be a single move, and I had intended to finish it in half a chapter… (But it ended up taking much longer..)
