The dazzling divine radiance of the God of Light was wantonly extinguished by the divine power of life, but Moon’s voice echoed in Verafia’s ears filled with mockery. The golden-haired young goddess’s pupils flared with anger, and with a wave of her hand, the sword edge condensed from the divine power of life swung again. Infinite divine radiance was shattered, but it could never touch Moon’s voice filled with mockery.
Whether it was the divine power of life or the dazzling divine radiance of light, the time projected in reality was only a fleeting moment.
“Veer.”
The brilliant light shattered before their eyes, and Ig and the others rushed forward. Ophi called out urgently and suddenly hugged her arm, her pair of crystal-clear big eyes filled with worry.
Even though they were not truly at the realm of resisting deities, Ig and the others, including Misella, were all peak, world-renowned powerhouses. They could clearly see the urgent scene of the divine power of life and light intermingling just now.
Caught in the embrace of the Ice Dragon Girl, Verafia felt a little embarrassed. She reached out and gently rubbed her smooth ice-blue hair, “Mmm, this young lady is fine… It’s just that Moon’s divine sense still escaped.”
Ig stepped forward and gently held her small hand, saying with his deep blue eyes slightly lowered, gazing at the girl’s snow-white face, “But at least, Vera, you foiled his conspiracy. Moon did not take away the light shaped by Shalley.”
“It was clearly this young lady’s oversight, Ig, yet you still comfort me.”
Verafia pouted her delicate lips and protested loudly, her big eyes full of annoyance. However, she did not pull away from the youth who held her tender hand.
What Moon used to control Clemen was not his will, but merely the manifestation of light. Even though Verafia desperately unleashed the laws of life, and the brilliant divine sword was enough to obliterate a city, it was still difficult to stop Moon’s will from escaping.
Verafia could clearly feel that what Moon escaped her control was not just his will; the despair that sprouted from Shalley’s shattered soul was also carried away by him.
Thinking of such matters, Verafia bit her silver teeth in annoyance again.
“Goddess Princess, at least, Moon’s scheme did not completely succeed. At least, the light of Anocholore did not completely fall into his hands,” Andes said.
“The light of Anocholore…”
Verafia slightly lowered her eyelashes and whispered, her tender little hand waving slightly. Amidst the divine radiance of life and the brilliant World Tree, countless shattered lights re-emerged, condensing in her small hand.
She saw fragments of the origin of light. With Shalley’s fall, the shaping of the God of Light also came to a halt. Infinite sacred light hovered around that slender, sacred figure.
Even though it was not a complete deity, the power contained within the illusory form of light was still beyond the mundane. But Verafia knew clearly that it was not just the power of the origin of light; it stemmed more from the forcefully distorted faith of the people of Anocholore, and even their burnt lives.
The light in her hand should have been filled with sin, and even the God of Light that was shaped would have been incredibly twisted.
Verafia gently lowered her head, gazing at the city that should have been prosperous under the sky, the figures resembling corpses, and the myriad of radiant corpses. A sudden change came over her heart, and an unbearable feeling arose.
After a brief contemplation, the Goddess seemed to have made a decision. Her slender fingers lightly touched the radiance of the divine light, and suddenly the light on the fragments bloomed, separating into countless rays of light, returning to the bodies of hundreds of thousands of people.
In Anocholore, there were also people who had died from self-immolation with light while trying to stop Verafia. Verafia’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and with a thought, the giant tree of life, which grew in the sea of light, immediately emitted brilliant divine radiance.
The verdant divine radiance of life turned into a rain of light and fell. The corpses, burned by light, miraculously regenerated flesh and blood, and even shattered souls were reborn under the authority of the power of life, regaining their lives!
Verafia witnessed the countless lives in Anocholore regaining vitality. Even though she was the Goddess of Life, in that instant, she could barely bear it. Her delicate body leaned slightly to the side, and Ig reached out to embrace her.
“Vera, it’s enough. You have already done more than enough,” Ig’s palm touched the girl’s slender waist, and seeing her slightly pale face, he said quickly.
Verafia shook her head. “Not really. At least, for those whose souls were completely burned by the light… I couldn’t save them.”
Her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her golden eyes gazed out. Verafia found it difficult to describe the emotions within her heart.
As Ig said, the entire Anocholore was actually none of her concern. Rationally speaking, she should have preserved her divine power to chase after Moon’s escaping divine sense.
However, perhaps because she had accepted the Divine Spark of the Goddess Silosiris, after becoming the Goddess of Life, Verafia’s heart had softened considerably, and she could not bear to see hundreds of thousands of living beings die before her eyes.
Therefore, she had no hesitation in consuming her own divine power to bestow the blessings of life, giving them life again.
Such a consumption, for her as a Goddess, was by no means easy.
The few people present lowered their heads. They could all understand the Goddess’s intentions, a compassion that was beyond reproach.
“Goddess Princess, may I ask about your consumption?” Andes suddenly took a step forward and said.
“It’s nothing serious… Just some consumption of divine power. I just need more rest.”
Verafia’s golden eyes slightly lifted, looking at the youth who suddenly asked. Looking at Andes’ face, she understood his question and said,
“Andes wants to ask about this Anocholore?”
“Goddess Princess, indeed.”
Andes nodded and bowed to the Goddess, saying, “Anocholore is not far from the City of Holy Light, and moreover, Moon knows your location. I believe that even if his true form does not move, he will definitely mobilize his army to attack this city.”
Ig saw the girl’s delicate eyebrows furrow slightly. He understood her hesitation.
Even though Verafia was a deity, she was by no means able to resist the hundreds of thousands of troops under Moon’s command, let alone the countless powerhouses in the Church of Light.
Now, their best option was to withdraw from Anocholore, let the Holy City of Light take over the city, wait for the arrival of the Imperial Alliance and the Elf armies, and then advance towards the City of Holy Light.
“Two days ago, Seraris and the others have already landed their elf army in the Empire’s territory. They and the armies of the Empire’s vassals are being organized. If I ask them for reinforcements, perhaps Seraris and the others will arrive at Anocholore before long.”
Verafia’s voice was low. Her eyes still held hesitation, obviously unwilling to let Anocholore fall into Moon’s hands.
