Chapter 150 The Worry of the Touched Life
A brilliant golden sword light slashed through, transforming into an exquisite scepter in her hand. The chaotic darkness dissipated before her eyes. Verafia slightly raised her head, her damp golden hair clinging to her youthful skin.
Due to the excessive consumption of magic power, Verafia’s pretty face was a little pale, her chest heaving. The black and white torn fragments before her eyes swayed, making her feel dizzy.
“Mmm…”
Biting her lip slightly, she let out a soft sound. Verafia tried to steady her trembling wrist and extended her small hand, pulling Veia, who had been blown away, to her feet.
When the abyssal demonic power had transformed into a demonic dragon earlier, Veia had taken some significant hits. However, as a spiritual bird, a descendant of the Phoenix, and a Sanctuary realm cultivator, she wasn’t so easily injured.
With just a simple breath, Veia lifted her head, her childish voice filled with surprise as she looked at Verafia.
“Wow, such a powerful monster, Veer Sister, you killed it with just one sword… And, the burning golden flames, such gorgeous sword light, Veia hasn’t even seen much of it in her memories.”
Verafia forced herself to lift her snow-white face and smiled slightly, her lips curving up. “Heh… After all, I was once the Flame Goddess. My grasp of the flame authority still remains somewhat.”
With that, the golden-haired girl endured the wounds on her delicate skin, her slender hand holding her slightly torn dress as she stood up at the end of the tree trunk. “However, since the enemies blocking us are gone, Veia, let’s hurry.”
Veia grabbed the girl’s sleeve and looked up. “Mmm, Veer Sister, how about we rest for a while?”
Unlike herself, Verafia hadn’t said much just now, but it was easy to feel her strain. Even now, as she stood up, it was entirely by her willpower, supporting her tired body.
“Mmm, it’s nothing serious. It’s just that the Star’s magic power couldn’t withstand the consumption of that sword.”
The previous attack was carried by Verafia’s Mistetinn’s Staff, transformed into a flaming sword edge. It ignited the power of the flame on the Sword of the End. Even though the enemy was defeated, the consumed magic power had almost drained her in an instant.
“However, it’s just a backlash from excessive magic power consumption. It’s nothing serious and won’t affect the inheritance of the Life Goddess… Veia, Goddess Siluslis is just ahead. We don’t need to waste any more time.”
Verafia smiled at Veia and turned her head. They were in the core of the giant tree, at the end of the darkness. A piece of emerald leaf grew on the dry trunk, its scattered crystalline luster like a dream.
This was precisely the leaf Verafia had seen from afar earlier, the manifestation of the Life Goddess’s origin. Now it appeared before her.
Both Sylvia’s wish and Verafia’s own desire was to become the true Life Goddess here.
And… she slightly turned her head. Behind her was an endless expanse, but Verafia was certain that Ig and Ophi would not have an easy time against Hodrea, the mad swordsman.
Even though the core of the giant tree was Goddess Siluslis’s domain, and time flow also slowed down the closer they got to her core, Verafia certainly couldn’t gamble on the seconds she wasted.
Seeing the girl’s persistence, Veia could sense her worry and nodded. She followed the girl towards the emerald leaf, simultaneously releasing her magic power to clear as much of the residual abyssal demonic power from the path as possible for Verafia.
The core of the Life Goddess left within the giant tree wasn’t far. A few rays of faint light sprinkled behind the two girls, leaving subtle shadows.
“I’ve never truly met Goddess Siluslis.”
Veia gently picked up the Light of Life in her hand. The soft, bright radiance shone into her clear eyes as her gentle voice came through.
“However, Veer Sister knows that Veia is a fragment of the Life Phoenix… I can feel her feelings for Goddess Siluslis.”
“Life was awakened by our Lady Siluslis. In the eyes of our Lady Siluslis, all living beings are her children. That’s why our Lady Siluslis was willing to sacrifice her divine origin, to give herself up, and together with the Silver Moon Goddess, to protect her citizens.”
Verafia nodded. As the former Flame Goddess, she also possessed the memories of Herafir, the King of Flames.
In the Mythic Era, wars between gods were not uncommon. However, the Life Goddess, as the Eastern God King, as venerable as fire, light, and darkness, rarely involved herself in the world’s wars.
Under the protection of Goddess Siluslis, calamities and diseases never plagued the Elf Empire’s lands. Ten thousand years ago, this land of life was already a sacred place of longing for countless races, embraced by peace.
“Veia is worried that I won’t be able to do what Goddess Siluslis did?”
Her golden pupils slightly raised, Verafia’s faint voice came from her lips.
However, this was not an indignant question from the girl.
She thought carefully. Since coming to the Elf lands, she had seen no small number of elves ravaged by war and displaced by the encroachment of darkness. Verafia had felt pity, but that was at most a meager offering of a few insignificant coins.
This wasn’t even about ability… Verafia couldn’t deny her current selfishness. Unlike her past self as a Hero, her current self was more concerned with herself and those closer to her.
Even the choice of becoming the Life Goddess wasn’t about the lives poisoned by the dark moon, or ending the Elf Empire’s thirty-year civil war. She just wanted to grasp this power to protect those she cared about.
If she had to make a selfless sacrifice like Goddess Siluslis, Verafia didn’t believe she could do it.
As this thought crossed her mind, Verafia’s eyelashes trembled, and her golden pupils showed hesitation.
“No, that’s not what I mean.”
Veia quickly shook her head: “Veer Sister, Sylvia Sister chose you. Veia also believes that if Veer Sister is our Goddess, it would be a fortunate thing for us…”
“That’s right, didn’t Sylvia Sister say back then that it was the Life Goddess who chose Veer Sister? Sylvia Sister is a fragment of our Lady Siluslis. If it were really Goddess Siluslis, she would definitely be willing to pass on the divine seat to Veer Sister.”
They had already arrived before the leaf formed by the Goddess’s origin. Soft and clear light touched them. Veia paused for a moment, her exquisite little face lifting with some worry.
“But, our Lady Siluslis is not awake now. Even her will has dissipated, leaving only the core of the Life Goddess…”
Witnessing the girl’s expression with her brilliant golden eyes, Verafia revealed a smile. Under the soft luster, she appeared gentle:
“Veia is worried that I will encounter danger?”
