Chapter 603 : White Meteor

"Damn it!!!!"

Flos shouted at the sky as she ran.

The Church of Reincarnation had suffered heavy losses in just a few minutes of being besieged, with nearly ten people seriously injured.

When the members of the other surrounding churches discovered that Lianlora was not here, they quickly disengaged from the battle and chased in Felyn's direction.

Flos and Valeria were among the first to discover Felyn was gone, and at this moment, they were the closest to him.

Valeria also hadn't expected Felyn to suddenly slip away. She figured Felyn must have planned from the beginning to use her, letting the Church of Reincarnation attract everyone's attention while he used a concealment art seal or something similar to escape.

*I was actually deceived by Felyn!*

Flos and the surrounding members of the Church of Reincarnation were all holding in a breath of anger.

Flos had been in the capital district for five years already. In another two years, she would be forced to leave.

Therefore, she had to achieve results before returning to the Church of Reincarnation.

Tonight, she was on the verge of obtaining the Hero's Sword, on the verge of gaining a huge advantage in the Hero's Festival, but the Hero's Sword was snatched away by this guy Felyn.

Flos disliked Valeria, and her family was also at odds with Valeria's family. Therefore, she would not show Felyn any mercy.

She planned to "accidentally" injure him with a divine art after catching up to him later, to vent her anger.

As for the extent of Felyn's injuries, that would depend on the will of the great God of Reincarnation.

The surrounding members of the Church of Reincarnation all had the same idea, except for Valeria.

Getting injured, or even dying, during the scramble for a relic was a very normal thing, and no one would suspect anything.

The moon was currently obscured by dark clouds, and the surrounding light was very dim.

Flos had already begun preparing a fifth-tier divine art. She was going to release it the moment she saw Felyn.

A dark red divine art light appeared in her palm, her gaze fixed tightly ahead.

Suddenly, she noticed a person standing behind a tree not far away.

"Who's there!"

As soon as her words fell, she felt her body freeze in mid-air.

Her eyes struggled to move downwards, and she saw a red high heel kick her in the lower abdomen.

The figure that had been under the tree just now had already appeared in front of her, the mask on her face exuding a terrifying pressure like that of an evil dragon.

*When?!*

"Boom!!!"

Flos flew backwards for a distance of several dozen meters, knocking down a large swath of trees.

Valeria stood frozen in place. Like the surrounding members of the Church of Reincarnation, her face was filled with astonishment, her lips unable to close.

*This is definitely a monster, right?!*

*This is no longer a speed that a human can achieve!*

Valeria gasped for breath, looking at the other person wearing a black evening dress and holding a child in her arms.

No matter how she looked at it, she didn't seem like someone participating in the relic scramble.

Valeria felt this person was very familiar, but she couldn't remember for a moment.

"Miss, we don't have the relic. Felyn is ahead of us, you've got the wrong person," a member of the Church of Reincarnation said.

"I don't want the relic."

"Hmm? Then you want..."

"I want to beat people up."

A sliver of moonlight pierced through the dark clouds and fell on Seraphinia's face.

She wore an exquisite mask, and she had torn her long skirt from the thigh down, liberating her body.

The high heels under Seraphinia's feet dug into the mud, and then her figure turned into several afterimages. At a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, she sent the surrounding members of the Church of Reincarnation flying one by one.

"Don't panic! Hold the line, rear members use divine arts immediately!" Valeria began to command, but just as she finished speaking, there was not a single church member left around who could move.

Valeria was not going to give up just like that. She activated her divine art, preparing to entangle the person in front of her until reinforcements arrived.

But as that figure gradually approached, Valeria finally remembered her identity.

That wasn't a person at all, it was a dragon, the dragon that had been by Felyn's side in Varir Village!

Valeria's hands hung powerlessly in the air, her legs went soft, and she knelt on the ground with a thud.

The red high heels walked up to Valeria. The pale cyan eyes revealed through Seraphinia's mask looked down at Valeria from above.

Valeria's body stiffened, having already lost the strength to resist.

She seemed to have understood the meaning in Seraphinia's eyes.

`Foolish humans, all of you, go die.`

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"...and then the relic disappeared. It seems that Her Highness Lianlora's soul body has a time limit."

"What a pity," Felyn scratched his head and walked out of the guards' encirclement with Lecia. "I didn't expect Her Highness Lianlora to escape in the end."

Just now, Lianlora's soul body had suddenly rushed in one direction regardless of anything else and quickly disappeared.

This relic scramble thus ended with Lianlora's disappearance.

"But there were some gains," Lecia handed an art seal device to Felyn. "I just used this device to record Her Highness Lianlora, so we can find her location. Maybe we can get the Hero's Sword next time."

"Thank you," Felyn took the art seal device and put it in his pocket.

Lecia walked to Felyn's side and patted his shoulder. "Being able to get this device is all thanks to you, otherwise I would have had to spend money to buy information. Thinking about it that way, you've done me a big favor. If you need my help with anything in the future, just let me know."

She saw Albert and the other team members walking over from a distance, so she prepared to part with Felyn. "I'm going to meet up with them. What about you? Going to find Miss Seraphina?"

"Yeah, they've probably been waiting for a long time."

After parting with Lecia, Felyn walked to the bench where Seraphinia had been sitting, only to find that the two of them were gone.

Just as Felyn was about to take out his communication art seal to contact Seraphinia, his shoulder was gently tapped.

Turning around, Felyn saw pure white long hair fluttering in the air.

A blush appeared on Seraphinia's cheeks. She panted in small breaths and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

The originally expensive evening dress had its long hem torn off, revealing her long, fair legs.

"Seraphinia, your dress is..."

"I just took Lianlora to the restroom. To avoid getting the dress dirty, I just tore it off," Seraphinia smiled at Felyn, then sat on the bench, took out a small mirror, and began to touch up her lipstick. "Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

She pursed her lips, making a "pop" sound.

The red lips looked exceptionally gorgeous in the night, making Seraphinia bloom like a miracle under the purple night sky of the capital district.

"N-No."

Felyn took out the gift box he had just bought and handed it to Seraphinia. "I went to buy something for you, so I was delayed. I'm the one who made you wait for a long time."

Seraphinia shook her head. "It's fine, I just happened to take care of some things."

The two fell silent, not knowing how to start.

Lianlora looked at Felyn, then at Seraphinia.

Just now, Seraphinia had single-handedly beaten up all the church members who were chasing Felyn.

However, she hadn't dealt a fatal blow, which made Lianlora feel a little relieved.

"Hand," Lianlora reached out her hand to Felyn, signaling for him to hold it.

Felyn did as he was told, not understanding what Lianlora wanted to do.

She led Felyn to Seraphinia's side and placed their hands together.

"Hold hands."

Their ten fingers intertwined. Seraphinia's unique draconic body temperature made Felyn feel a delicate warmth in his palm.

"But..." Felyn was a little worried that Seraphinia would refuse.

But Miss Seraphinia did not refuse.

She lowered her head, looking at their clasped hands, and pulled him a little closer to her.

The seated Seraphinia rested her head on Felyn's body, closed her eyes, and let out a long, soft sigh.

Just now, when she learned that Felyn had been drawn into the melee, the image of Felyn, holding the gift for her, lying in a pool of blood, had suddenly appeared in her mind.

Fortunately, it didn't happen.

She held Felyn's hand a little tighter, for a long time, unwilling to let go.

"Felyn..."

After a long while, Seraphinia softly called out Felyn's name.

"Let's go home now. I want to do the contract service..."