I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 970

Chapter 16 The Church of Filthy Wings (Part 2)
The Sword of Dawn was drawn, and endless light converged onto the most radiant sword edge, dissolving all darkness touched by its brilliant gleam.
A dark demon was struck and repelled by the Sword of Light. His kin let out a fierce cry as his demonic body expanded, shattering golden imprisoning chains. Displaying his true demonic form, he was revealed to be a dark giant, and simultaneously, a powerful aura shattered the surrounding beams of light!
But suddenly, the rapidly spreading domain of darkness was bisected by a startling brilliance. On the battlefield where bright light and darkness tore at each other, silver starlight poured down, precisely the Starflow Sword of the End!
As the “Holy Son of Light” and God’s Chosen of the God of Light, Andes comprehended the authority of light. Facing the dark demons one by one, he suddenly drew his sword. The Sword of Dawn, empowered by the laws of light, released power that almost surpassed the Sacred Domain.
Igter himself had once defeated legends. After the End was reforged by Queen Ravnos, its power in his hands became even greater than before. With just the two of them, their brilliant sword light had already torn the darkness to shreds. Even facing dozens of fallen Church warriors and dark demons, they held a decisive advantage!
“Moonlight Frost Seal, Sigh of the Ice Spear!”
With a high-pitched chant, the silver-haired maiden’s dress danced. Radiant gems flashed on her raised staff, and a pure, cold aura emanated from her. With a slight movement of her slender wrist, silver-white frost and moon seemed to unfurl. Flowing rapidly, demonic power coalesced into a biting ice spear, and immaculate moonlight flowed as it pierced towards a demon that had forcibly broken free of the light’s restraints.
In an instant, the entire land was frozen. Ice shards thrust out. Even though that demon was a dark demon with a powerful physical body, dark blood still flowed from him. Half of his body was corroded by the moonlight, and frost spread, causing him to let out a painful howl.
Miserella had ascended to Saint Rank by relying on the power of Star God fragments, which would erode her life. However, at the same time, her own demonic power was even more powerful and strange.
Although it had only been slightly over a month in the World Tree, in the Moon Well, Miserella had come into contact with the knowledge of Goddess Elusia. Then, Verafia had used the Law of Life to forcibly reshape her Star God fragment, advancing her realm. As a result, Miserella’s demonic power and magical attainments had increased by severalfold!
Miserella was now considered a powerful person in the entire Sacred Domain. Even if that dark demon had not been suppressed by the light of the Sword of Dawn, he was by no means someone Miserella could easily fend off with magic released based on the Law of Moonlight!
The magnificent staff was swung in the silver-haired princess’s hand. Demonic power in the world surged, and brilliant, dazzling magical light gathered again. As she looked to the side, she saw at the intersection of the battlefield, the sound of wind from several Sacred Domains tearing through space stirred Verafia’s skirt. However, her delicate eyebrows furrowed in her pair of gorgeous gold eyes.
Even though Miserella now felt a slight sense of discontent in her heart, she had to admit Verafia’s kindness to her and her noble status as a goddess. What could make a goddess frown?
“Miss Verafia, are you… thinking of that Demon Monarch?” Miserella asked with some confusion.
“Yes, more or less.”
Verafia nodded, her gold eyes lifting slightly. “He has already taken control of this city and manipulated that Duke. But why would he only send these few Sacred Realms to stop us?”
Miserella’s eyebrows also furrowed. The pale moonlight from her staff permeated the cold mist. She had also clearly heard the Duke of Arrnokolon address the girl as a goddess, but the next moment, the opponent had unleashed an attack without regard for the disparity in their realms.
“Do you mean… that Demon Monarch knows you’ve come to Arrnokolon, and had these demons and Duke Arrn hold us back just to stall for time?” she asked, raising her face to look at Verafia, her silky silver hair touching her shoulders.
“Perhaps so. Saliye is performing an important ritual. It’s also possible others are exploiting their loyalty to Saliye.”
Verafia said softly. Suddenly, the divine light of life flared, and several demons blocking the swords of Igter and Andes spat blood. Most of their demonic bodies and domains were dissolved in an instant, and they were pierced by beams of law, unable to conceal their pain.
But Verafia’s gaze did not linger on them. The surrounding space, covered by the domain of darkness, was also purified by the divine light of life. Her golden eyes, beneath her lashes, lifted, fixing their gaze precisely on the center of Arrnokolon, where the Three Kings’ Holy Shrine was housed – the grand cathedral, sacred and solemn under the cleansing light.
“No matter what, Saliye… this fallen holy angel must have an unspeakable motive. Let’s go find him.”
With that said, the divine power of life surged, illuminating the ground like a brilliant sun. Countless soldiers tainted by dark demonic energy cried out in agony and dissolved in the sacred divine radiance.
Miserella nodded hastily. Ophi, on the side, also grasped her pure ice spear, calling for Anrija, and followed behind Verafia.
In just a few moments, the streets leading to the Grand Cathedral were surrounded by layers upon layers of troops. Clad in armor, their eyes were filled with the same fanaticism as Duke Arrn, attempting to block Verafia’s path to the Cathedral of Light with their bodies and swords.
Ophi and Miserella simultaneously unleashed their magic and swung their ice spears. The domain of ice instantly froze the entire land. In just an instant, the arriving Igter and Andes unleashed their radiant sword qi, and their majestic fluctuations easily tore through the army’s defenses!
Perhaps a sufficient army could rival a Sacred Realm, but facing four individuals close to legendary status, even with the fervent gazes of Arrnokolon’s soldiers who were oblivious to death, they were instantly routed by attacks that even true legends could not easily withstand.
Behind the army was the city, its facade of prosperity torn asunder.
Faced with the earth-shattering power, countless people fled in panic.
However, more commoners, like those soldiers, were like manipulated puppets. Their eyes were dull, their flesh and blood bodies were re-ignited with light, emitting an aura of plague, and they used their lives to block Verafia’s path.
Looking at the people swarming towards her like ants, Verafia’s heart couldn’t help but stir as she looked at the finger that had touched the divine power of life in her hand.
They were undoubtedly manipulated by Saliye’s plague, and to stop her, they did not hesitate to ignite their souls and block her through self-destruction.
In just a breath’s time, thousands of souls shattered before her. Even as Verafia was the Goddess of Life, she could not save everyone.
Verafia had once casually wondered if Saliye’s control over the city and his teachings to the tyrant were acts of good deeds.
However, such thoughts were dismissed by her.
Expecting a Demon Monarch, a fallen angel, to follow order and possess goodness under morality? Wasn’t that a fool’s dream?
Just like his act of using the entire city to delay her progress.
Verafia paused. The Holy Bell of Light chimed, and she had arrived before the Grand Cathedral. Suddenly, the trace of space was broken, and even her divine power of life couldn’t help but tremble.
She looked up. Above the Cathedral, cleansed by light, a tall figure appeared, with eight pairs of wings – half radiating pure light, and the other half filled with corrupting filth!
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Deadline.