The long sword was heavily pulled out from Ig’s hand. He saw the young girl’s face, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but without the slightest hesitation, the brilliant light above End erupted like the sun, tearing through the vault of heaven towards the girl in the moonlight!
The sword Qi unleashed by End struck a wisp of moonlight, solidifying like pure glass, creating ripples, and the crisp sound of jade striking jade, “dingling,” echoed between the gaps of the giant tree gate.
Azelia slowly raised her head, as if she also saw Ig’s figure, a ripple of emotion passing through her gaze, yet it was insignificant, much like her luxurious posture. The moon’s radiance in her silver eyes was cold and flawless.
In this instant, pure white moonlight surged forth. Sylvia’s surprised expression had not yet faded as she faced the surging fluctuations head-on. The cold moonlight reflected in her eyes. At the same time, the aura of the dark night high priest, Zorgia, followed closely behind, almost reaching the gate of the World Tree!
Even if the powerful elves sacrificed their lives to block, the thousands of meters of distance were but an instant for Zorgia, a legend.
The moonlight shone upon her body. Sylvia’s eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn’t retreat or dodge. Instead, she moved with graceful steps, not evading, walking directly into the moonlight.
The cold moonlight pierced her body. Sylvia’s long hair danced, her form became ethereal, filled with countless moonbeams. However, she did not disappear. At the core of her body, a piece of emerald gleamed in the cold moonlight, its flawless radiance brilliant and dazzling.
Sylvia knew that a legend was behind her, and she could not stop for even a moment.
Just as she thought, even with the moonlight blocking her way, as a fragment of Silusellis, facing the Silver Moon Goddess Elusia, and facing Azelia, who had also integrated a wisp of the Silver Moon Goddess’s authority, the opponent’s moonlight would never obliterate her!
Everything happened in an instant. The ripples from Ig’s sword strike were still spreading. Verafia only had time to glance up, seeing the Elven Queen step into the moonlight.
The cold moonlight was like ten thousand years of ice, almost freezing Sylvia’s entire body. She tightly gripped the Light of Life in her hand, passing through the moonlight, preparing to completely open the World Gate of the giant tree.
Verafia’s golden eyes suddenly trembled. She saw Azelia slowly raise her gaze. Her fair jade-like slender hand seemed to be made of moonlight, perfect and flawless. Yet, she was holding a dark dagger.
“This is—”
The black dagger was cold and lusterless, like a cold abyss. However, in an instant, it filled with a dazzling emerald green.
Whether it was the dagger or the surging emerald green, Verafia felt a sense of familiarity. In the next moment, she recalled that this dagger was the weapon that Ronald, who defected to the Abyssal Church in Peka’s Setting Sun Forest, used to backstab the Half-elf girl Grisia and seize her soul’s blood!
“That’s right, Ilis knew that Sylaris was rescued by Sylvia. For her, it wasn’t difficult to deduce that Sylvia’s soul had merged with Sylaris!”
Verafia suddenly thought. She had once believed this was a tactic by the Abyssal Church against Sylaris… Even though she couldn’t imagine how, even if Ilis remade it with the authority of the Abyss, even through the karma of bloodline, how she planned to harm Sylaris, who was also a legendary powerhouse.
But what she saw before her was telling her that the true purpose of the Abyssal Church and Ilis was not Sylaris, but Sylvia, the Elven Queen and a fragment of Silusellis’s!
A green light rippled between the bright moonlight and the dark abyss. Sylvia’s gaze shifted slightly, but she could do nothing to stop it.
As a fragment of the goddess, the laws of life divine power withered in the abyss fluctuations in an instant. And the sword of karma from Sylaris’s bloodline, like a fated death, struck the emerald crystals that appeared in the moonlight.
It was as if time had also stopped at this moment. The only change was the sharp sound like cracking glass. Sylvia was frozen in the trapped space-time. Cracks appeared on the divine fragment of emerald crystals.
“Sylvia!”
Verafia’s voice finally rang out. She struggled to swing the scepter in her hand, transforming it into descending flames, a golden flame divine sword, emitting terrifying prestige that could burn the sky and boil the sea. Even Sacred Domain powerhouses needed to evade its sharp edge, but it could not touch the pure white moonlight blocking her way. Only a ripple splashed up, isolating her.
Suddenly, a sword sound pierced the air, and a chilling aura condensed into frost, pulled out in the moonlight.
The ancient moonlight of Goddess Elusia transformed into a sword edge in Ig’s hand once more. The True Sight Eye condensed in his deep blue pupils, reflecting the sword edge formed by the condensed moonlight.
The moonlight sword swung, blending like water. The white long sword merged into Azelia’s moonlight, yet it was like a sword strike, and a huge crack spread!
Ig’s steps fell heavily into the moonlight. He gripped End with his reversed hand, and brilliant golden Sacred Light and blazing flames erupted in an instant. Majestic sword light poured down onto the Silver Moon Elf.
Azelia let out a soft hum, her delicate body enveloped by the burning gold sword light. The terrifying fluctuations struck her, and she was sent flying from the front of the World Gate.
Moonlight lingered between the light and flames. Verafia quickly followed Ig forward. She suddenly stopped in front of Sylvia, looking at the Elven Queen in the shattered moonlight. Her golden eyes trembled, her mouth opened, but no sound came out.
The shattered brilliance pierced the Elven girl like sharp blades. Her gaze was as fragile as pale paper. The dark dagger plunged into her body, shattering the emerald divine fragment. Divine radiance overflowed and was irreversibly disintegrating.
This was the sign of a collapsing divine fragment. Even if Verafia were still the full power Flame Goddess, she would have no way to slow it down.
“Sister Sylvia!”
Fuya cried and threw herself in front of the Elven Queen, desperately grasping the girl’s pale, porcelain-like hand.
Sylvia gently covered her small hand and smiled as gently as ever, “I’m sorry, I thought I could spend more time with Fuya… You’ve helped me a lot over the years, but I’ve never been able to do anything for you…”
Fuya’s big eyes were filled with tears, and she shook her head vigorously.
The collapsing divine fragments slowed down time, but like a collapsing spirit light, Sylvia’s gaze quickly dimmed. She tried to grip the little girl’s hand, and pushed the Light of Life, which she had been holding tightly, into Fuya’s small hand.
“But, Fuya, can you help sister one more time… The Light of Life is the key to Goddess Silusellis. She is in the world beyond this gate. Fuya… besides me, you can also find her.”
As she said this, her gaze shifted slightly, and the World Gate, only a step away, quickly formed and solidified.
