Looking at Hodrea disappear before him, Igurt breathed a sigh of relief. Even though his body was filled with power, he still felt like he could collapse onto the ground and pant heavily.
This swordsman from the Abyss, despite not meeting many times, brought immense pressure to Igurt each time. The battle in the Abyss just now had even caused Igurt to die once. Neither Lancaster nor facing the dark starry sky and the God of Ice on the snowfield brought Igurt such pressure, let alone someone like Douglas.
Seeing Hodrea completely erased by the Eternal Sword, Igurt naturally breathed a sigh of relief, with an expression of relief.
“Abyss? I don’t recognize…”
Igurt thought of Hodrea’s last words and smiled, shaking his head. Even if Hodrea considered him the owner of the Abyss, he would have to ask if he was willing.
However, Igurt suddenly began to wonder if the Abyss and Eternity were the same thing, just two different sides of it.
And the Sacred Sword.
Igurt remembered the brilliance of the Sacred Sword illuminated by the chaotic black flames on “End” for that brief moment.
The “End” in his hand suddenly jingled. Igurt raised his face, loosened his grip, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and fell to the ground. Before him appeared a beautiful, golden-haired maiden with a joyful expression on her pure white snowy cheeks:
“Master, you succeeded!”
“It’s also thanks to Rufina.”
Igurt looked up at the sword spirit maiden and smiled. This was not flattery. If not for Rufina, Igurt might not have even been able to grasp “End” at the end, let alone strike down the Eternal Sword.
Rufina was the sword spirit of “End,” shaped by Verafia using her bloodline. Although their personalities were quite different, her appearance was almost identical to that of the young lady.
However, after “Eternity” poured into “End” and cleansed her, Igurt noticed that Rufina had changed considerably. Not only in appearance, but even her temperament was tinged with a trace of Eternity’s pure white, making her seem somewhat ethereal.
Of course, being cleansed by “Eternity” was certainly not a bad thing for Rufina, the sword spirit maiden.
Shaking his head and smiling, Igurt looked around.
Hodrea had opened a portal through the withered trees, bringing them into the Sea of the Abyss. This was the accumulated abyssal demonic power of the World Tree world over countless years. The immortal white dragon Midirna, who attempted to devour darkness, was corrupted into a demonic dragon, and even the goddess who incarnated as the Tree of Life was similarly corrupted.
However, this ocean evaporated completely in the clash between “Eternity” and “Abyss,” and countless spaces were annihilated. What appeared before Igurt’s eyes was half shattered void and the other half the reflection of Eternal Light.
Igurt extended his palm, feeling the power flowing within.
Just now, Igurt and Hodrea each bore nearly half of this world’s power, almost surpassing the gods. Such a blow caused the entire Sea of the Abyss to evaporate.
And with the Abyss seemingly evaporated, the power within Igurt’s body was constantly receding, falling from super-divine power, and eventually, his realm remained at the peak of the Sacred Domain.
“It really didn’t leave me any demonic power…”
Igurt clicked his tongue, saying regretfully. If he could maintain that power, he wouldn’t have to worry about Veer being injured or falling into danger, even the saintess of the Abyss, Iris, wouldn’t be a threat.
Well, in that case, he wouldn’t have to worry about that young lady’s oppression anymore.
Thinking of the little girl’s embarrassed and angry look, stomping her little feet but unable to do anything to him, Igurt couldn’t help but show a smile on his face.
“Sigh, what a shame.”
Rufina lowered her eyes, also saying with some disappointment, “If only, Master, you could have inherited all of that power…”
“It’s nothing important. Anyway, I have no intention of inheriting the Abyss that Hodrea spoke of.”
Igurt chuckled. He had only made a casual remark, but he didn’t expect the sword spirit maiden to take it to heart. “Besides, it’s not without gain. The peak of the Sacred Domain, even Father is only at this level. At least I can help Veer somewhat.”
Mentioning Marquis Mays, Igurt suddenly remembered that it had been nearly four years since he had last seen his family since the incident with Lichen in the past and escaping the Kingdom with Verafia.
“His Majesty Mude said that the civil war in the Kingdom has ended, and Father has become the Prime Minister to Queen Filir. Both Mother and that little fellow Shiel should be safe, right?”
Igurt murmured, a feeling of homesickness suddenly surging in his heart.
However, Igurt quickly suppressed this feeling and looked up at Rufina, saying,
“Let’s leave quickly. I wonder if Little Fei is still safe when facing the Dark Elves. And Veer…”
…
Like a mirage, Verafia was immersed in a beautiful dream.
In her dream, she transformed into grass, into a small flower, then into a small deer, and a small fish in a tranquil stream… and countless other strange creatures. Sometimes Verafia dreamt of becoming an elf, as a legendary mage and ranger, and as the queen of the elves, bringing her grace to the forest.
In the dream, there were also many poor and weak characters.
However, Verafia knew that this was not her dream; these dreams belonged to Goddess Siruthurice.
“If it were my dream, how could Igurt not be in it? At least pretend a little for me!”
Verafia protested in her heart. However, the dream did not change according to her will, and soon, Verafia was once again immersed in new memories.
In the goddess’s dream, she was the goddess of life, wearing a wreath of flowers. The luxurious light gold was interwoven with the verdant green of life, and the branches and buds expressed the goddess’s authority. Having experienced the lives of countless beings, her heart was filled with boundless compassion, giving equally to every being she focused on.
Verafia knew that this was Goddess Siruthurice’s dream, meant to reshape her. If she immersed herself in it, both body and soul would be transformed into the appearance of the goddess’s memory. Subtly, she would eventually replace her identity and become a compassionate goddess.
This was, of course, something Verafia did not want. Even if she still had Verafia’s appearance at that time, she would no longer be her true self…
And Igurt, Little Fei, no matter how much she cared for them in her heart, after waking up, even if memories interfered, she could only give them a seemingly gentle yet insignificant gaze, giving them one ten-millionth of her love.
However, no matter how clearly she thought about it, Verafia still couldn’t break free and could only immerse herself in the dream again and again.
Suddenly, a bright light pierced through the mirage. As if touching something, Verafia’s long eyelashes trembled, and her golden eyes slowly opened.
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To make a long story short, I won’t go into detail about the dreams Veer experienced.
