Volume 4 Chapter 228
by Need_More_SleepVolume 4 + Chapter 228: Snow And Flowers
“Hurry, get moving! Don’t just stand there, help the wounded!”
“Until we confirm the danger is completely gone, evacuate all civilians to safety!”
“Where is Her Majesty the Queen? Where has Her Majesty gone?!”
After Cynthia took the Gluttony Beast away, the capital temporarily regained safety.
The Dragon Queen’s subordinates searched everywhere for their ruler, but could find no trace.
“……”
Elizabeth stood motionless, unable to utter a word, her gaze fixed on the spot where Cynthia had disappeared.
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A week passed.
Intense turmoil erupted within the Dragon Kingdom.
The descent of the Legendary Beast in the capital had brought a terrifying calamity, claiming the lives of many Dragons in the disaster.
To quell the disaster and protect her people, the Silver Dragon Queen, Cynthia had stepped forward, using the Dragon Divine Authority to transfer the Gluttony Beast away. And then, she vanished without a trace.
The Dragons frantically searched for Cynthia, conducting a carpet-like sweep across the entire nation.
Yet to this day, there was still no news. No one had seen any sign of Cynthia.
Similarly, the event of the Dragon Queen’s disappearance caused a storm of public opinion in the outside world.
Although the Dragons internally tried to control the information, some details still leaked out, letting other races learn of Cynthia’s disappearance.
The establishment of the Allied Pact itself was built upon Cynthia and Elizabeth joining forces, displaying sufficient strength to awe the other rulers of the superior species, forcing them to sit down and negotiate.
Such peace was fundamentally based on Cynthia’s power.
Once Cynthia was no longer in this world, the other rulers of the superior species would have no reason to join the Allied Pact, and peace would cease to exist.
Now, the other rulers of the superior species had also sent requests to the Dragons, demanding Cynthia appear soon to stabilize the situation.
However…
The Dragons were unable to respond to the demands of the other superior species rulers, leading the outside world to believe the Dragon Queen was dead.
The Allied Pact was already on the verge of collapse. If Cynthia did not return, this land would plunge back into the chaotic era.
“Your Majesty, please return soon…!”
Within the Dragons, some had even resorted to prayer, hoping Cynthia would return alive, as she had in the past—swift and decisive, using her exceptional strength to resolve all chaos.
“Vampire Ancestor… is Her Majesty… not coming back?” one of Cynthia’s subordinates found Elizabeth.
“Do you Dragons have any news at all?” Elizabeth asked.
“None… truly, not a single trace.”
“And the black monsters? Have they appeared again among the Dragons?”
“No, not since the last battle. They’ve disappeared from this world.”
“……”
Elizabeth had already deduced the current situation.
A calamity as terrifying as a Legendary Beast was almost impossible to counter with the power of the present world.
Even if Beelzebub was teleported elsewhere, it was meaningless. As long as it remained awake, it would be active, slaughtering life on this land like a merciless natural disaster, wreaking havoc until it fell into slumber again.
Yet ever since Cynthia teleported Beelzebub away, all signs of the Legendary Beast’s activity and its very presence had completely vanished, as if it had fallen into slumber.
If such a thing were to be achieved, then the only way would be…
Thinking this, Elizabeth turned and left the capital without a backward glance, leaving no words behind, heading for the farthest northern reaches of the continent.
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Elizabeth trod upon the Far North Lands, moving forward alone amidst the sweeping snow and wind.
In this harsh, bone-chilling climate, the place had become a snowfield that struck fear into those who heard of it. Even the powerful Dragons would not set foot here.
Thus, it was perfectly suited as a battlefield.
Fighting here would disturb no one, nor drag innocent people into the conflict, just like the last great battle between Cynthia and Elizabeth.
Cynthia had not told Elizabeth where she had gone.
Yet guided by her intuition, Elizabeth had come here to search.
The blizzard sought to block the Vampire Ancestor’s advance, forcing her to leave.
But she did not stop. Even as her body grew numb with cold, she pressed on.
Somehow, from the howling wind, she caught a faint, elusive trace of a particular aura.
Having always relied on Cynthia to satisfy her thirst, she was exquisitely sensitive to the Silver Dragon’s presence.
Finally, she stopped at a certain spot, sweeping away the accumulated snow above, revealing the girl hidden beneath.
It was the Silver Dragons maiden.
“…Cynthia?!”
Elizabeth’s pupils trembled.
Trembling, she reached out to touch Cynthia’s face. The icy coldness transmitted from her fingertips shattered her last remaining illusions.
There were no signs of life.
This was not death caused by the Gluttony Beast draining life force. Elizabeth, who also held a Divine Authority, understood clearly what Cynthia had done after using spatial teleportation.
Cynthia had created a sub-space and transferred the Gluttony Beast into it.
Spatial creation—a domain only true gods could touch. Cynthia, merely a ruler of a superior species, had to offer her own life as a sacrifice to reach this realm, creating a miracle.
To protect her people from being annihilated by power approaching that of a true god, the Dragons ruler had taken the Legendary Beast with her to a safe zone, bearing the burden alone.
Even a peak powerhouse standing above other rulers of superior species was still too insignificant before fate.
“Cynthia.”
Elizabeth called her name.
But the Silver Dragon Queen did not respond as she usually did. She lay quietly on the ground as if asleep, gradually becoming covered by another layer of snow as time passed.
In agony, Elizabeth closed her eyes. She raised her hand, summoning a shower of blood-red roses that intertwined with the silver-white snow, falling upon Cynthia.
In the end, the maiden’s unfulfilled dream and the words hidden deep in her heart were forever buried together in this great snow.
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“So this… is the bad woman’s past?”
Xia Yi stood in the distance. Within Elizabeth’s dream, she had witnessed all of this, learning of the shared history between Cynthia and Elizabeth.
Elizabeth stood motionless in the wind and snow, as if turned into an ice sculpture.
At this moment, a voice rang in her ear.
“Little Silver Dragon!”
“Ella, what is it?”
“Now is the chance!” Ella hurriedly reminded her. “Now is the moment when the Vampire Ancestor’s spirit is at its most vulnerable. This is the opportunity we’ve been waiting for. Now, strike her down hard!!”
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