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For some reason, the image of the horned demon Migo's furious eyes kept lingering in her mind, but at this moment, Lena was finally convinced that the choice she had made was the right one.
Otherwise, she would not have been absolutely certain that she could stop the third demon of the demon race at its peak strength only a month after the backlash was removed.
Just then, Prince Ota's distress fireworks rose slowly from the east side of the capital and exploded in sight.
Almost simultaneously, the chill that enveloped Lena's body seemed to freeze.
She sensed an unprecedentedly terrifying spiritual power emanating from the horned demon not far away. It was as if, at this moment, the timing, atmosphere, and power had all reached their peak, radiating a tangible and suffocatingly powerful aura.
Lena had a premonition that the battle was about to end, but for some reason... her palms trembled slightly.
That aura felt strangely familiar—
Chapter 288 The Sublimation of the Ice Realm, the Power of "Memory"!
Am I...scared?
Lena's eyes were somewhat dazed, but she quickly shook her head. No matter how powerful the great demon in front of her was, it was impossible for him to possess power close to that of the Demon King.
As long as I activate the Ice Heart, I can completely neutralize the opponent's attack that has gathered all its power.
At that time, this horned demon will no longer be a threat to the king, and he can go to the round tower to provide assistance with peace of mind.
The premise is that you can block this attack.
An endless chill suddenly erupted from her body, continuously flowing into the icy heart in her chest. Lena gripped her cross-shaped longsword tightly, hearing the horned demon Migo's voice seemingly coming from all directions:
"Is this the power you gained by freezing your memories? The sacrifice you made to unleash the power of a mere relic?"
The voice was so cold it betrayed no emotion, but Lena could sense the contempt in Migo's words.
A pure, almost divine light enveloped the girl in mid-air. Her Lolita dress, blooming like a flower, fluttered gently. The blonde girl with twin ponytails extended her fair hand and lightly clenched it in the air. An amber-colored longsword formed from spiritual energy appeared in her hand.
An aura powerful enough to shatter the void erupted forth, and Migo's eyes were filled with a majestic light, as if a god were casting his gaze down from the heavens:
"It's a complete joke!"
The icy aura suddenly deepened, solidified, and compressed wildly towards the point of extreme cold, with thick white vapor rising from the field like heat rising from the ground! It transformed into the phantom of the Frost Dragon King Calest, a tyrant covered in frost, standing proudly atop countless ice dragons!
Lena was not overwhelmed by those words that were filled with terrifying spiritual power. The icy heart in her chest emitted an unprecedentedly brilliant light, like the only lighthouse in the entire blizzard, illuminating all the ice crystals around Lena!
"Everything, for the protection of the kingdom."
She exhaled a breath of cold air and answered with a chilling and resolute tone:
"This is his mission, and it is also my mission, and I will do anything for it."
A sudden surge of icy energy erupted around Lena, and the frost dragon that materialized behind her became almost tangible. Its wings flapped, unleashing a violent and chilling current that made her slender figure appear incredibly small and alone amidst the endless snowstorm.
"This is the same choice made by the Ice Saintess who once possessed the memories of the hero Mino..."
A chilling frost rose on her cheeks, and Lena's icy eyes, like the purest ice crystals, stared unwaveringly at the distant demonic figure.
At this moment, she reached a realm she had never reached before before the backlash, and for the first time, her pure heart beat as fiercely and brilliantly as a heart!
"Ice Realm Ascension! It's actually Ice Realm Ascension! Holy Maiden, you've actually reached this stage?!" Ice Heart's excitement suddenly spread.
That was the immense power unleashed by the Ice Warrior during that dark age, using the combined strength of the entire Holy Church! He forged his purest belief in protection to its ultimate limit, transforming it into the sharpest power of ice, enough to severely injure the Demon King!
That was a realm that no saintess in history had been able to replicate despite countless trials and attempts; it existed only in theory!
The slight pressure from the surrounding spiritual energy vanished in an instant. Lena slightly raised her eyes, showing no reaction to the cry of the Ice Heart in her mind. A cold yet penetrating power flowed within her, fully unleashing her all-seeing intuition—
She could see countless subtle, immature yet real flaws in the small horned demon in the distance.
“It’s over,” Lena murmured.
She had already foreseen that insignificant blow would be easily shattered by the protective power after the Ice Realm's sublimation, and would finally be killed by the remaining power. That was a blow whose power was more terrifying the stronger the belief in protection was.
Even if Mino came, he wouldn't be able to break through this attack...
A chilling cold blew in from somewhere in the wind and snow, freezing the pale wrists with even more solid frost.
Suddenly, Lena's eyes flickered with emotion.
Why did she think of Mino?
How could she know that the strongest hero in human history, yet no one in her memory had assessed his power...? Even he couldn't break through that attack.
The ripples in his eyes gradually subsided and lingered deep within his pupils, stirring up even more profound and lasting waves in his heart.
For some reason, Lena suddenly felt a chill in her body.
The wind and snow seemed to freeze for a moment, or perhaps it was she, lingering in eternity amidst the endless snowstorm—a bewildered echo grew stronger in her heart, until a blinding white light brought the whole world back to life.
"That's... your biggest folly."
The power of spiritual energy was as intense and turbid as a lamplight, swaying quietly in the terrifying wind and snow, as if it could see into one's own heart.
The horned demon girl spoke softly, but her words traveled directly to Lena's heart without any hindrance:
"You mean to say that the memories you share with him are creating obstacles for you—without him, you can possess even greater power, achieve the most ideal ice realm sublimation, and become the most perfect Ice Saintess...and all of this must be based on freezing the memories related to him, right?"
His icy blue eyes trembled suddenly.
Lena felt a cold, piercing pain in her heart. For the first time, the chill around her became uncontrollably chaotic, and a chill that did not belong to her was added to the raging cold current.
"No, no..." She opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to refute.
That dazzling point of light silently extinguished the fragile wind and snow—
A pure white crystal with a captivating light emerged from between Migo's eyebrows. The solid and terrifying spiritual power transformed into the purest, shimmering white light, adorning her proud yet delicate face.
"Memory is the heaviest part of the soul."
At some point, the horned demon girl loosened her twin ponytails, letting her long golden hair flutter in the wind like a cluster of golden ears of wheat.
"Forgetting where the desire to pursue power in your heart originally came from, forgetting the people you truly wanted to protect in the depths of your memory, and emptying yourself into the ultimate pursuit of power... and then what?"
In the dim light, the girl seemed to be the only light, as if she were telling everything to the saintess before her or to herself.
“The soul does not lie. I have seen that you are lost, you are crying, and the emptiness in your heart is growing ever larger.”
"Having lost the source of your power, can you still withstand... the power of memory—"
The next moment, the lights came on in the arena.
Lena's eyes widened.
The pure white light devoured all power, and the girl's rich, radiant soul aura seemed to be stirring something. Behind Migo, a golden figure materialized...
The figure had a resolute face and pure eyes, like the purest light in the world. Although Lena didn't remember that face at all, the moment she saw it, every cell in her body was filled with that radiant light.
It was a familiar, incredibly warm feeling that came from the soul.
The name immediately came to her mind—
Chapter 289 The Shattered Ice Heart, the Severely Injured Pope, and the Fallen Dane
The biting frost and snow intertwined, collided, and tore at the spiritual energy, like the apocalypse descending. The entire northern part of the capital was shrouded in a bleak hue, as if to lead the world to a place of annihilation and nothingness.
Only when that illusory figure appeared in the arena did the entire space, as if at the beginning of chaos, begin to gather a glimmer of hope.
Lena looked slightly dazed as she gazed at the girl who shone like light.
The longsword, condensed from spiritual energy, shone like a dazzling holy sword of light, held lightly in the girl's hand; her long golden hair scattered in the air currents, erasing the demonic horns of a wild beast; her Lolita dress shimmered with an armor-like silver light; the girl raised her bright eyes, casting a fearless gaze like that of a valiant warrior, looking at herself shrouded in terrifying cold...
At that moment, the face of the horned demon girl seemed to overlap with that familiar figure.
Her vision blurred, and a tremor ran through her soul. When Lena blinked again, all she could see was that towering figure radiating boundless light...
That person, carrying an indelible familiarity that cannot be erased from one's soul, whose name could be instantly recalled even if one's memories were frozen—
"Mino Lake".
Lena murmured, and for the first time, the gem on her chest flashed with a light that represented the turmoil of her emotions.
boom--!
The next moment, a crack appeared between heaven and earth, and that familiar figure slashed down towards her, his terrifying and solid spiritual power carrying a rich aura of light as he fell down in a simple and unadorned manner.
Almost instinctively, the surging cold air transformed into a giant dragon of frost, unleashing a deafening roar as it charged toward the sword light.
The supreme power of the Ice Realm still exists, and the intense will that is enough to withstand the level of a Demon King is firmly condensed in every stream of air. The cold air that is enough to freeze everything is overwhelming and swallows down the spiritual sword!
hum-
The air began to tremble, and then a miraculous light flashed in the arena. Unfrozen by any trace of cold air, the sword light swept through the void with overwhelming force, producing a sound like ice breaking!
How could this be... Lena's eyes widened in shock. She could sense that the sword light still had countless flaws, yet it had irrationally sliced through the perfect, impeccable defense like tofu.
During that process, the sword light seemed to grow, and the flaws were gradually reduced, repaired, and reversed!
Piercing through the bottomless cold air, the strike came without regard for any obstacles, shattering the perfect ice realm completely!
Lena's gaze remained fixed on the figure radiating boundless light, unable to waver.
Deep in my memory, that figure seemed to have grown at an incredible speed through countless battles. The one who could only look up at my back had somehow walked ahead of me, paving a path for me that was buried by endless frost and belonged only to me.
It was like... a miracle.
“It’s over,” Lena murmured.
Unlike the initial decisiveness, this sentence seemed to pronounce something, and as the miraculous sword light fell, it vanished along with the chilling air filling the sky.
Shila-
A faint crack spread across the icy blue gemstone on its chest.
The protective power enhanced by the relic was shattered inch by inch. For the first time, the Ice Heart suffered a severe physical backlash. Dense coldness spread uncontrollably within its body, making it impossible to muster any more power.
North city gate.
The battle between childhood sweethearts has come to an end...
……
Royal Capital, Holy Church.
From the ground beneath the center of the church, a frantic, vibrating hum emanated, and chaotic fluctuations echoed within the church, bringing with them a slightly chilly atmosphere.
"The Pure Heart has been wounded once again?!"
Inside the church, Hope's expression was constantly shaken. Even though there was no as obvious anomaly as the Holy Bell this time, the feedback from the Holy Church already showed that the Holy Relic, the Pure Heart, had suffered extremely severe damage!