In an instant, Su Nian’s “Star-Moon Embrace” performance costume, already breathtakingly beautiful, erupted with a brilliant light that surpassed anything seen before.
Upon the deep blue silk skirt, the complex patterns outlined by fine star crystals and silver moonlight threads seemed to be fully activated at this moment.
They were no longer mere decorations; they transformed into tiny, ravenous energy nodes, hungrily devouring the surging Dragon Power and emitting a low, harmonious hum.
The entire gown was being reshaped and sublimated by this ancient, mighty force.
Then, atop the fortress, within Academy City, and under the gaze of countless eyes filled with shock, awe, greed, or disbelief, two dazzling green spots of light suddenly ignited behind Su Nian’s slender shoulder blades and burst outward.
A pair of magnificent wings, spanning several meters and composed of pure green energy, unfurled violently from her back!
It was no mere trick of light and shadow.
The form of the wings perfectly replicated the powerful, streamlined structure of a legendary dragon’s wingspan.
Every feather seemed meticulously carved from the purest green crystal, with shimmering starlight and a hazy lunar glow flowing within them.
The edges flickered with a faint golden halo, symbolizing holiness and majesty.
With every slight quiver of the wings, sparks of energy fell into the murky air like stardust—pure and powerful.
An ancient and majestic Dragon Might, belonging to a higher level of existence, centered on Su Nian and swept through the entire battlefield like an invisible storm.
Under this absolute suppression originating from the depths of their bloodlines, the low-level members of the Demon Race who were charging madly forward suddenly experienced a visible sluggishness in their movements.
For the first time, their crimson eyes revealed the most primitive fear, born of soulful instinct.
“What… what is that?!” a knight of the Gryphon Knights shouted in shock, nearly losing his grip on his spear.
“Is it an angel? Is it an angel sent by the gods to save us?”
Down in Academy City, the citizens watching this miraculous scene through the massive magic projection crystals let out a heaven-shaking cry.
The despairing wails stopped abruptly, replaced by prayers of extreme fervor.
Even Chu Tian, who was at the other end of the Floating Fortress working with Little Violet, to interfere with the spatial nodes, clearly felt this sudden, incredibly familiar Dragon Might.
He glanced toward the center of the battlefield.
When he saw the beautiful girl with green wings of light blooming amidst the demonic tide, a flicker of intense amazement and bewilderment flashed through his dark, deep eyes.
‘This woman.’
This woman who always brings him unexpected “surprises.”
At this moment, Su Nian felt the boundless, almost overflowing power flowing from the wings on her back.
It was an unprecedented feeling of lightness and freedom, as if the sky were her domain and the gale her servant.
She did not even need to try to fly; with a single thought, a gentle force lifted her body, and she slowly ascended.
Her feet left the cold, blood-stained deck.
She looked down at the demons shivering beneath her Dragon Might, her eyes filled only with cold killing intent.
All previous fatigue and the emptiness of her depleted magic were completely washed away by this new power.
In its place was a sense of absolute control and the supreme confidence of one who soars through the heavens.
With a flick of her mind, the massive Star-Moon Dragon Wings gave a gentle flap.
-Whoosh!
A powerful, irresistible current of air instantly exploded outward from her.
This air current transformed into a visible circular shockwave, carrying the ancient and majestic Dragon Might.
It sent dozens of nearby demons, who had been snarling as they pounced, flying like fallen leaves in a storm.
Their hard bone armor emitted the sound of overwhelmed cracking in mid-air, and dark demonic blood sprayed everywhere.
With that single flap, Su Nian’s figure rose into the sky like an arrow released from a bow, breaking the final shackles of the earth.
Her speed and flexibility had increased several times over!
It was a feeling of freedom she had never known.
The wind whistled past her ears, yet it was as obedient as a servant, lifting her body and allowing her to fly as she pleased.
The sky had become her territory.
At the same time, the massive Dragon Power generated by the “Spiritual Attachment” rushed through her limbs like a burst dam.
The large amount of magic she had consumed during the long battle was instantly refilled by this purer, more vast energy.
Thus, the magic attacks that had previously shown signs of flagging now joined her fierce physical strikes to play a magnificent overture of death on this dim battlefield.
She waved her left hand slightly.
What flowed from her fingertips was no longer simple fire and water elements, but a destructive energy mixed with a hint of green Dragon Breath.
A storm woven from scorching flames and freezing Icicles accurately and lethally struck the formation of Bat-winged Demons circling in the air as they threw their bone spears.
The demons swept by the Dragon Breath flames had their demonic qi ignited instantly.
They let out shrill wails, becoming human torches as they fell from the sky.
Those struck by the freezing Icicles were frozen into lifelike ice sculptures in a heartbeat, before shattering into countless glinting ice crystals during their high-speed descent.
Her right hand tightly gripped the slender Knight’s Longsword.
At this moment, under the dual infusion of Saint Level magic and Dragon Might, the blade hummed and emitted a brilliant, dazzling star-green glow.
The Longsword slashed horizontally.
A half-moon Sword Qi, more than ten meters long, flashed through the air with a force that could tear anything apart.
An entire row of flying demons attempting to flank her instantly froze.
In the next second, their bodies were sliced cleanly at the waist.
Their upper and lower halves separated, and their internal organs and demonic blood exploded into a foul-smelling mist in the air.
Currently, Su Nian, dressed in her Star-Moon gown and with green wings of light spread behind her, soared above the demonic tide.
Every elegant and deadly turn, every light and swift dive, was like a magnificent solo dance of judgment against the demons, performed in the midst of doomsday.
Holy, powerful!
And filled with a destructive, soul-stirring beauty.
Inside Academy City, the massive magic projection crystal acted as the most faithful eye, presenting this scene clearly to everyone.
The green figure bathed in blood atop the fortress was like a goddess of war descended from the heavens to dispel the endless darkness.
The small spark of hope that had just been lit in the citizens’ hearts by the arrival of reinforcements was now completely ignited.
It turned into a burning, fanatical worship and faith.
The despairing wails and screams had long since disappeared.
In their place were waves of cheers that gathered into a flood of sound, nearly breaking through the sky.
“Miss Su Nian!”
A young apprentice, his face flushed with excitement, waved his fist and shouted with all his might.
“No…”
Beside him, an elderly woman with white hair was already in tears.
Her trembling hands were clasped in front of her chest in a gesture of prayer, and she murmured with a voice of near-divine devotion.
“That is no mortal… that is a goddess sent to save us… she is a Saintess.”
“The Holy Lady who has come to save us!”
This title seemed to possess a strange magic, instantly igniting the emotions of everyone present.
“Holy Lady!”
“The Holy Lady is invincible!”
Shouts like a mountain tsunami rose from every corner of the city.
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