A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Under the divine blade, visible from thousands of miles away and capable of obliterating the entire capital upon descent, even the iron colossus seemed insignificant, let alone a mere human.

Seraphina leaped into the sky without hesitation, appearing a thousand times more foolish than a moth to a flame.

Yet, she did not consider herself foolish; she believed she was doing the right thing.

Ansel would not watch me die; he would give me the chance to defeat this old wretch.

If… not, it didn't matter.

It would mean that my death could help Ansel.

No matter what—

A wild and fierce smile spread across the wolf's face. At this moment, her soul roared defiantly, scorning even death and the gods.

No matter what, I will fulfill my duty as Ansel's pact head. I am his shield, his chariot!

Her body collided with the blood-flame sword of destruction.

At the same time, the maniacal laughter of Ephesande abruptly ceased.

"Flamelle... Flamelle!"

The frenzied empress roared in fury, "Are you plotting against me!? Come out and fight me! Come out! Come out!!"

The moth that should have been reduced to ashes by the great flame was not consumed by the destruction.
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She wasn't… even touched by the flames.

Because the emblem hanging from her collar, the nine-headed serpent emblem symbolizing Hydral, suddenly shone brightly!

"This is..."

Seraphina's face lit up with realization in less than half a second.

This was the birthday gift from Flamelle, the family emblem recognized by Hydral!

But that wasn't the key. The key was that Flamelle had told Seraphina that this emblem contained the power to withstand the full force of a divine species for ten seconds!

"I knew it... Ansel!"

Under the protection of the light, Seraphina's already fearless heart burned even hotter. She stared intently at the empress, who seemed to have fallen into a frenzy. A dark shadow spread from behind her, quickly transforming into a colossal figure over a hundred meters tall!

The projection of Hydral appeared, the nine-headed serpent standing atop the capital, roaring to the sky alongside its head of strength!

The hunt... for a true god!

"This is..." Ravenna's eyes widened slightly.

"It's my father."

Ansel said softly, "Even now, I am still under his protection... I have never felt more certain of my choices, Ravenna."

"Thank you."

He said, looking directly into Ravenna's eyes, as he reached out and tore open his chest.

Ansel of Hydral revealed the source of his life, the foundation of his power, to the person he trusted most.

"So..." The young man smiled lightly, removing a ring from his beating heart, "It's my turn to save you."

"How could you think I would stand by and watch you disappear from my sight again?"

In the third second, the colossal serpent shadow fearlessly coiled around the divine sword of heavenly fire. With the protection of Flamelle's power, it forcibly shattered the sword, turning it into a sky full of flames.

In the fourth second, Ephesande, upon seeing the nine-headed serpent shadow, roared Flamelle's name in complete madness. The entire capital began to tremble and roar, and then it was... uprooted!

No... not just the capital, but tens of thousands of square kilometers of land rose into the sky amidst wails, while the overwhelming blood flames swept down, as if to destroy the entire land!

"You psycho... don't destroy my capital, my empire!"

"This is mine... it's mine!"

Already in extreme rage, Evora became equally violent under Ephesande's completely insane actions. The Etheric Armament on her body, which could perfectly amplify the wearer's mastery of ether and essence, released an almost overloading brilliance.

A twisted light flashed across the sky above the tens of thousands of square kilometers of land uprooted by Ephesande, and the overwhelming blood flames seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to burn down immediately.

Not wanting her already insane mother to destroy the capital, Evora directly created an independent space of such enormous size between the Flamefeast fire and the capital as a barrier. Only by burning through this enormous space could the Flamefeast fire continue its descent of destruction.

"Ansel!!!"

But Evora knew that even delaying for two seconds would be a blessing. The essence of the Flamefeast fire... was to burn everything to the [Keystone]!

A space with myriad mysteries to sorcerers was just slightly harder wood to the Flamefeast fire.

But without needing Ansel, Seraphina, who could now act, was already laughing wildly as she charged at Ephesande without fear of death!

She had nothing to fear. If she didn't dare to face the empress even with this talisman, how could she talk about devouring gods and tearing apart fate?!

In the fifth second, Ephesande, with eyes seemingly dominated by the abyss, turned her gaze to Seraphina.

She merely extended an index finger towards Seraphina.

The Flamefeast fire erupted, and although most of it was neutralized, some blood flames still burned through the barrier created by Flamelle!

The emblem's radiant light began to compensate, trying to extinguish the blood flames, but the Flamefeast fire, which burned everything, had already touched Seraphina's body.

In the sixth second, the tug-of-war between blood flames and light did not immediately reduce Seraphina to nothingness. However, even so, her arm, tainted by the blood flames, was burned to white bone, and the flames were rapidly spreading across her body!

The threat of complete death descended. Seraphina could feel the overwhelming darkness, the suffocating sensation, the phantom pain of all her flesh being stripped away.

She seemed about to die. Even with the protection of another divine species, how could a mere third-stage being survive the direct assault of another divine species, even for a moment?

Am I going to die?

At this moment, as Seraphina's pupils contracted to the extreme, time seemed to stand still.

She felt the scythe of death shaving her flesh, slowly scraping her bones, aiming the blade at her throat.

No, I can't die here.

Ansel still needs me; this is not my end.

I must become stronger; I must go... higher and farther.

Together with Ansel!

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