Chapter: 65. Departure!
At the interface of thunder and flesh and blood, the blood pearl dripped slightly slowly, and when the surging lightning suddenly disappeared, without any obstruction, a large pool of blood immediately poured down, staining the already destroyed statue’s platform red.
The black six wings scattered into countless black lights and vanished. Ailer’s blood-red long hair was soaked in actual blood, and she fell like a stone from a great height, descending towards the church’s ground following the direction of the blood flow.
This place was at least dozens of meters off the ground; not to mention humans, even stones would shatter upon impact.
Aimeres did not lower her head to witness the inevitable tragedy.
She merely listened to the deafening crash as it struck the ground.
——Boom!!
She could not survive.
The weakness of all things lies in the heart; not only is it the essence of magic, but it is also the source of life.
To pierce the heart and suffer the impact of a high-altitude fall, Aimeres could only pray that she could retain her complete body.
In truth, Aimeres no longer had the leisure to pray for her.
Still enduring the combined pressure of the Elf God, Dragon God, and Demon God’s released barrier, it was already a breakthrough of logic that Aimeres could unleash the ancient magic of 【Thunder Kill】 in such an incomplete state.
It was absolutely impossible for her to sustain her physical body like this.
“Ah… If only such seals did not exist, the world would not have to endure so much suffering. Tiyar… is the world you spoke of really just this war-torn place…?”
Her bright golden eyes, not knowing what lay beyond the layers of magical particles, revealed a trace of inexplicable sadness.
The sound emanating from her somewhat immature voice gradually diminished.
By the end, the petite figure had dissipated into the void, re-consolidating into a formless glow.
【Human God】 Aimeres flickered briefly and, unnoticed by anyone, completed a short-lived descent of divinity.
Naturally, Pope Gustana, who had been maintaining order among the crowd in the town, was unaware of this matter.
Otherwise, as a loyal believer, he would surely be moved to tears.
And when Gustana hurriedly returned to the top floor using levitation magic, upon hearing the battle results relayed by the deity, he still felt quite inspired and invigorated.
“That six-winged madman, I have already dealt with him for you. As for the subsequent matters, you should all handle them yourselves.”
“So soon?! Ah… I shall obey the divine command. Lady Aimeres, whether it is the Demon King’s revenge or other hidden dangers, we can handle it appropriately. However… I wonder where that demon’s corpse is now?”
“Below, hmm…?”
After the golden light sphere revealed the location, it paused for a moment.
Then she fell silent, the light sphere trembling slightly, unsure if it was angry or smirking.
In any case,
She had already pointed out the position, and Gustana reactivated levitation, slowly descending from the high platform toward the ruins of the church.
After this evening’s fierce battle, much of the magnificent Coreia Cathedral had been destroyed and would probably need to be rebuilt.
What troubled Gustana the most, however, was not the damage done to the cathedral…
But rather what he saw when he landed on the cathedral floor, firmly standing on the shattered crystal glass.
At this moment, the golden light sphere had also floated nearby.
The Pope furrowed his brow, his words laced with concern.
“Lady Aimeres… what is the meaning of this…?”
“I indeed pierced her heart and severely wounded her magical core. Every principle has its exceptions… she happens to be one without magic, without the need for a core.”
“To escape even after having her heart pierced…? This is simply absurd.”
“Do you question me?”
“No…! Absolutely not! Please do not misunderstand, Lady Aimeres; when I say absurd, I mean the tenacity of this demon’s life force is incredibly strong.”
“The Demon Race has always been like this.”
Yes.
Ailer should have fallen and met a gruesome fate.
Yet, looking at the shattered ground where she had crashed… her body was nowhere to be found.
Only a large pool of bright red blood remained, along with a dense trail leading towards the church’s exit.
The blood trail extended to the exit before disappearing, indicating she had already taken flight and escaped into the sky.
The Pope gazed somewhat forlornly at the severely damaged cathedral; his aged face, though troubled, was marked by a strong resolve.
“She got away, which might be more troublesome than her dying here. The only thing to be thankful for is… that the trump card bestowed upon us by Lady Aimeres has not been discovered by her.”
The human race was always at a disadvantage against the demon race.
The method of fighting for the weak could only hide in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike the strong with a fatal blow to turn the tide and claim victory.
“Gustana, you have not forgotten your original duties, have you? Whether we can defeat the demon race is not what matters.”
“Of course, I remember everything; please rest assured.”
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The six wings tore through the Church State’s night sky, retreating down a small road beyond the suburbs of the Coreia capital.
In the deep of night, this desolate wilderness was even more devoid of human presence.
By following this road forward, one could reach the neighboring Aulus Kingdom.
In the silence that was only pierced by the chirping of insects, the sound of a drop of blood hitting the ground was particularly jarring.
The bleak moonlight cast a sorrowful glow on the face of the beautiful girl, who looked pale from excessive blood loss.
Yet, the twisted smile on that sorrowful beauty…
Did not show any respect for her own injuries.
“Ha… Hahaha…! How interesting, interesting… there really exists true instant-casting magic in this world. If I told my royal brother and sister-in-law, they would definitely be surprised! Hehe… right, I’ll use this information as leverage to ask them to battle with me…! Ouch… it hurts, hurts, hurts.”
Talking to herself sounded like she was unfazed, but when Ailer looked down at the hollow space in her chest, even she could not help but reveal a bitter smile.
This was indeed quite the serious injury.
If it were someone else, or even her brother, the Demon King, having their heart pierced would probably lead to death.
But she was Ailer, an absolute anomaly who broke through the six wings with her bodily strength.
Along with the pain, there was also a hint of itchiness.
This itchiness stemmed from the fragmentary flesh rapidly regenerating at an astounding speed, even the damaged heart continually reshaping its intricate structure.
Ailer was too lazy to look at this restoration process; after all, she didn’t particularly like gory scenes.
Well~ however, thanks to this, she had also gained another title among the Demon Race, aside from 【War Maniac】.
This title was little known.
——【The Undying Princess】.
Not long after, the chest, which was still covered with a layer of blood, had already regrown skin as pure and white as snow.
The pain also faded away, with only the exhaustion of physical strength still making Ailer feel fatigued.
But for a battle maniac, that was nothing at all.
Drawing out a spare wrap-around cloak from the waist of her armor, she completely covered her fully restored body.
Despite the many bloodstains on the ground, Ailer raised her arms high.
Stretching lazily, like a big cat, she let out a purring sound from her throat, as if everything that had just happened was a trivial matter.
Basking in the bright light of the two moons’ radiance.
Ailer cradled her head with her hands, humming a little tune, and continued her journey.
Hmmm, where should I go play next?
Oh… that’s right.
It seems like Aulus Kingdom is just ahead, right?!
Speaking of Aulus Kingdom…
I heard that Princess Xue Fei seems to be staying there and not leaving?!
“Let’s go, let’s go! Time to find my little niece to play!”
