Chapter 141 Withered World
Sylvia’s fingertips touched the world’s gate that was constantly condensing. As the power from the life crystal poured out, her already paper-white face appeared even more fragile. However, from her trembling fingertips, her power was continuously injected into the condensing world’s gate.
Sylvia’s core divine fragment had been shattered, and as her life origin, it was dispersing into the ground. Within the ripple of energy, in the stagnated time, she injected these dispersing powers into the yet-to-be-formed world’s gate, preventing it from being pursued and stopped by the legendary Zhuoergeya before its formation. This was, of course, a rational decision.
However, Verafia saw the pain on the girl’s face and her gaze was filled with reluctance.
She knew that voluntarily stripping away her life origin would inflict pain far greater than the separation of flesh and bone, or the tearing of the soul. She couldn’t help but bite her thin lips and took a step forward: “Sylvia…”
The Elf Queen gently turned her head, and on her pale, fragile face, she forced out a gentle smile: “Miss Verafia, I apologize. My mission was to bring you to Shiluselilis for your inheritance…”
Her eyelashes lightly covered her gorgeous emerald eyes, and her voice was intermittent, her expression full of apology: “But I made a mistake. As the Queen of the Elves, this is my fault. I can only beg you to repay this mistake for me.”
Sensing Zhuoergeya’s aura constantly approaching, she tried to raise her emerald eyes. Before Verafia could respond, she waved her slender hand, and the brilliance emanating from the world’s gate engulfed Fuyah and Verafia, along with herself.
“Your Majesty—”
Before the light even subsided, a dark and cold aura followed closely. The High Priest of the Dark Elves appeared before her. He saw Sylvia and the brightly shining portal, and his handsome face smiled as before:
“Is this the portal connecting to the World Tree? Indeed, as the Saintess said, Lord Shiluselilis is also within this ancient sacred tree.”
Sylvia merely turned her head slightly. The brilliance in her pupils had faded, leaving only a clear, cold emerald green.
It was as if, in this brief moment, she didn’t even have the strength to speak. However, the fragmented life within her body, broken and battered, suddenly erupted with an intensely bright light from the cracks!
Sylvia’s choice was to destroy herself, a divine fragment, to block the enemy before her.
“The brilliance of life, so resplendent… You are indeed a fragment of Lord Shiluselilis.”
The Dark Elf army arrived. Their eyes were filled with shock. It was as if a magnificent sun had exploded before them. The girl’s delicate body released a dense life-giving glow, instantly shining upon Zhuoergeya, stirring and melting away the traces of the dark moon!
Her heavy robe fluttered, and Zhuoergeya smiled and raised his lips. He looked at the elf girl who was dissolving herself, illuminating this land with the glow of life once more, and shook his head with slight regret: “However, merely your self-destruction, Your Majesty, you should know, this won’t hold me for long.”
As his voice fell, he waved his hand slightly, but a river of dark moon coalesced, colliding with the outpouring brilliance of life.
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The light was churned and swayed, like a newborn cub being constantly squeezed, causing an imbalance far greater than moving from the Sky City to the World Tree. It was only the distance of a single door, but it was undoubtedly a crossing of worlds.
It was as if time itself had solidified, yet the discomfort in her body did not cease.
Verafia tightly grasped Ig’s hand with her small hands, biting her teeth. Suddenly, her delicate feet touched the hard floor, and Verafia stumbled a step. Ig quickly reached out and held her slender waist, preventing Verafia from falling directly to the ground.
“Mmm, Sylvia… And, what is this—”
Her slender chest heaved, and Verafia panted slightly. What she touched was a cold and decayed aura. After steadying herself with Ig’s support, she forcefully raised her eyes to see a scene of cold colors before her.
Fuyah and Ophi also fell onto this dark earth. The Ice Dragon Girl barely managed to stand with her spear, but the young girl’s small body immediately knelt on the ground. Tears streamed down her delicate face as her tender knees hit the hard stone.
“Sister Sylvia…”
Fuyah’s sobbing cries made Verafia’s heart tremble. Her golden eyes seemed to be infected by the girl’s sadness. She held Ig’s hand and lowered her gaze, somewhat dim.
Even though she hadn’t witnessed Sylvia’s final choice, even Verafia could feel the ripples of her life fragments shattering, let alone Fuyah.
Verafia didn’t have many special feelings for Sylvia. From the beginning, their relationship was one of mutual benefit. Moreover, apart from those close to her, Verafia considered herself a rather indifferent girl. For Sylvia, she merely felt a hint of sadness in her heart.
But Fuyah was different. Sylvia had awakened her from the sacred tree and they had grown up together. Her feelings for Sylvia were not just those of sisters, but also the attachment a child had for a mother.
Just like herself, if Little Fei and Ig… were to die before her eyes, and she was powerless to do anything, how heartbroken would she be?
Thinking of this, Verafia felt a hint of bitterness in her golden eyes. Her slender, jade-like fingers tightened slightly in her delicate palm. Ig sensed the girl’s emotions and squeezed her small hand.
“Little Fuyah, Miss Sylvia she…”
Ophi’s sapphire-like eyes were filled with some panic, but she still crouched down and spoke to comfort her, trying to help the girl up.
Fuyah’s small hand grasped the Ice Dragon Girl’s wrist. She tried to lift her head, her childish face with large eyes still reflecting tears, but her childish voice, trying to suppress her sobs, said:
“Sister Ophi, you said it, I know… Sister Sylvia, she wouldn’t want to see me just sad and crying.”
Helped up by Ophi, the loli tightly clutched the light of life that Sylvia had given her, her voice trembling with residual sobs.
She wiped away her tears, tried to put on a determined expression, and looked up at Verafia.
“Also, Senior Sylvia said that she wants Fuyah to help bring Sister Veer to the Goddess.”
“The location of the Goddess of Life, this world…”
Verafia looked with the girl towards the world beyond them. The sky was broken, as if torn in two by sharp swords. The cold darkness she had witnessed before reappeared in her eyes.
Even the splendor of the golden age had withered in the darkness. Glorious palaces, magnificent cities, even the life of world wonders had eternally sunk into the endless darkness. The originally immortal giant tree stood withered at the end of the world, and the dark moonlight of eternal night continuously devoured the remaining meager light.
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This should be the last map in this volume~ (Another last-minute rush…)
