I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 896

Chapter 137 Anderdun’s Request
Miss Verafia collected her thoughts and lifted her little face, following Silvia’s gaze. The ancient World Tree parted the sky, falling into her eyes.
Even to her, she could feel an unspeakable sense of oppression on her soul. This was the history of the giant tree that had stood in the world since the birth of all things.
In more ancient times, the World Tree shone with the silver moon and life, and was the purest symbol of the elves, an almost fated connection for countless years.
“Is the Goddess of Life within? Hmm, the World Tree, it supports the world. Is that why it was corrupted by the Abyss?”
Ophi’s crystal-like, beautiful, and clear big eyes gazed at this ancient giant tree. She clenched her slender little hand around her spear and couldn’t help but speak out.
Miss Verafia’s long lashes trembled slightly in the wind, also witnessing the giant tree that seemed to support the entire world.
Serathis once said that the World Tree’s exterior was still brilliant gold, but its interior had long been corrupted by the Abyss… Many elven legends hinted at the World Tree decaying in the Abyss.
“Is the Goddess of Life within the World Tree also because of the Abyss?”
Miss Verafia’s lips moved, and she turned her head to look at the Elven Queen: “Serathis told me that during the Black Moon Tide, she was trapped in the abyssal sea of the World Tree by Elise, and you saved her.”
“Yes.”
Silvia nodded. “The Saintess of the Abyss… trapped her soul in the Abyss. I found her and merged my soul with hers, replacing a part of my soul with hers, thereby erasing the Abyss’s corruption.”
Silvia’s words surprised Miss Verafia slightly. However, the other party had no need to deceive her, and she had already had a vague feeling that there was a relationship between Silvia and Serathis that she couldn’t quite articulate… Yes, looking now, even their appearances were subtly converging.
However, Serathis and the Elven Queen only appeared together for a brief moment, so Miss Verafia couldn’t make a completely accurate judgment.
“But, so, what is the relationship between Serathis and the Elven Queen Silvia?”
Miss Verafia thought with some curiosity: “By merging souls and then separating after freeing her… thinking about it, could they be considered the same person, producing different fragments?”
“So, Miss Verafia, you don’t need to worry too much.”
Silvia’s pupils blinked lightly. “In essence, Serathis and I share the same origin of soul. If she truly faces danger, I will definitely…”
Her voice suddenly paused, and a trace of horror appeared in her emerald green eyes.
Miss Verafia forcefully lifted her head to look back. Almost at the same time, a trace of tainted blood light stained the cold dark moon. Although the aura was weak, it still made her golden eyes tremble, reminding her of the name “Melancholy Blood Monarch” Medandzo from the Demon Race War countless years ago.
“Medandzo? Why did this vampire skeleton come too!”
A black mist emerged from Ig’s body, forming Anderdun’s body. The expression on his face was even more shocked. “Could it be that His Majesty the Demon King thinks I’ve defected to the humans and sent this vampire to execute me?”
“Perhaps, it’s not what you think.”
Ig raised his eyes and said, “If your Demon Race could so easily cross the world’s membrane, then your invasion would not have happened only once a hundred years ago.”
He smiled. “Moreover, as you said, this ‘Melancholy Blood Monarch’ is one of the Four Heavenly Kings alongside you and should be an immortal power. However, this Blood Race is as weak as you, Anderdun.”
Even though the distance was very far, it was not difficult to perceive. The thick, viscous blood aura, while seemingly powerful, had tainted the radiance of the Dark Moon Goddess, but it was nowhere near the realm of immortality.
“Could it be that Medandzo’s physical body was damaged when crossing the world’s membrane, forcing him to descend in rank?”
Anderdun asked doubtfully. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and quickly turned to look at Verafia, who was gazing at the side. “My soul has been away from my body for too long, and if it doesn’t have a body to carry it, it will gradually weaken. Miss, can you help me shape a physical body?”
Since his resurrection and being imprisoned by Verafia, Anderdun’s will had resided in the Godhead of Death. Even for him, a former immortal, it would be difficult to escape assimilation if he stayed there for too long.
The reason Anderdun stayed there was partly due to his contract with Verafia, and partly because Anderdun had always attempted to seize Ig’s body, which he had spent countless efforts on.
Now, although Anderdun no longer harbored such intentions, simply seizing a body, let alone whether Verafia and Ig agreed, ordinary human bodies could not compare to a physical body tailor-made for him by the Goddess of Life, Verafia, which would qualify.
Verafia’s golden eyes shifted slightly to him.
If it were usual times, she might have teased her old opponent who had fallen into her hands, perhaps even thinking strange thoughts like “If it were a girl’s voice and she used a female self-reference, it would be exactly like the persistent pleas of a tearful little loli.”
However, even though the blood light instantly disappeared, Verafia was worried about Serathis and felt agitated, so she simply said, “If I can truly inherit the authority of life, I will help you.”
After speaking, she tried hard to withdraw her gaze and looked at the Elven Queen: “Silvia, as you said… let’s first find the whereabouts of the Goddess Shiruluthis.”
Verafia suppressed her desire to think about Serathis’s possible fate. Regardless, what she needed to do now was to accept the inheritance of the Goddess of Life as Silvia had said. Only then could she have the strength to defy the impending fate in a short period of time.
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Silvia nodded. She didn’t say anything more. She cast a deep glance at the girl’s lifted snowy cheeks, then gently clasped the crystal-like small sword formed by the light of life in her jade hand and led them towards the towering World Tree in the distance.
They had been moved thousands of miles from the Sky City by Silvia’s formation, arriving at the foot of the World Tree on the edge of the Emerald Forest. However, they were still quite a distance from this ancient giant tree.
Along the way, elven warriors and mages appeared in succession. They were well-organized, and there were even existences of the Sacred Domain. It was obvious that they had been placed here in advance by Silvia, and they emerged from the dense forests of the Emerald Forest to greet their queen.
In comparison, the Dark Elves had already launched a full-scale invasion. There were also quite a few Dark Elf scouts on the way, but they did not cause any obstruction to Verafia and her group.
Following beside the girl, Ig couldn’t help but frown as he looked at the already very close World Tree.