The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 958 - 492 Vesta’s Chastity Sacred Fire_2

Chapter 958: Chapter 492 Vesta’s Chastity Sacred Fire_2

"How is the Aries Witch doing?"

Flames began to spread through the tent, and the Saint Vestia could no longer control the Vesta Holy Fire, which was burning toward the camp of the Frankish people. Numerous Frankish people had already fled the camp, watching their tents, supplies, and weapons turn into ashes amid the flames.

The elderly Frankish commander, Glore, turned his head toward Saint Vestia, but her forehead was now dripping with sweat, and she realized in terror that there really was someone in this world who had researched Fire Magic to such an extent that it had even started to seize the Vesta Holy Fire from her.

"No, he is too powerful. Using the Vesta Holy Fire in front of him is like showing him the mysteries of the Vesta Holy Fire. At his level, if any magical means can’t kill him, it is equivalent to helping him learn those magics," Saint Vestia was extremely anxious, employing the Dark Soul and using Border Magic, which could attack the opponent regardless of distance.

The Saint Vestia used Holy Fire Magic, summoning the Skyfire, trying to forcefully attack Ivita who was still within Arthas Palace.

...

Within Arthas Palace, a Skyfire appeared in the sky and fell into the royal court of the palace even before the Hearthstone Witch could react.

Strangely, the Fire Dragon Law didn’t intercept it.

The entire palace was enveloped in a fiercely excluding Holy Flame, and everlasting time seemed to be driven away by the flames, as Ivita and the palace seemed to be something preserved in amber, frozen within it.

However, Ivita within the Holy Fire showed no emotional turbulence but was extremely satisfied, rapidly deciphering the Holy Fire and then supplementing the Flame Trees in his Twilight Realm with what he learned.

The Flame Tree swiftly grew taller and lush with branches and leaves.

"The Vesta Holy Fire comes from the flames that existed since the Ancient World," Ivita, now exceptionally knowledgeable, recognized the origin of the fire instantly. "In thousands of years, it has absorbed so many mysteries of Fire Magic, reaching a state of perfection within the system of the Holy Fire that is beyond alteration."

"If I hadn’t just realized and temporarily equated myself with the Thousand-Year Fire and Dragon Flame, making myself one with the flame, and the flame one with me, I would not dare to directly withstand this strike of magic, and even so, the Holy Flame tried to erode the Dragon Flame and Thousand-Year Fire that I have transformed into," he said.

"But even the most perfect Holy Fire Magic cannot suppress the two types of Law Fires."

Ivita used the Light Soul and Dark Soul to elongate the time around him, making a year pass by his side while only one second passed outside, and from the Holy Fire Magic, he continuously untangled the mysteries within, and when he had nearly deciphered them, a hundred years had already passed by his side.

Things that even the contemporary Saint Vestia didn’t understand, he had come to understand.

Within Ivita’s Twilight Realm, the Flame Tree had now become lush and full of life, with blossoms beginning to appear among its branches and leaves, and the Fruit of Magic was finally becoming noticeable.

Ivita stood up from the throne, only then realizing that the corner of his coat was scorched. With a thought, all the flames in the palace were extinguished, although the building was significantly damaged.

Facing the people who rushed in trying to save him, Ivita nodded slightly at them without speaking any further.

He activated the Magic Array prepared within the Royal Capital.

The scale of the Magic Array was immense, almost half the size of the Royal Capital, and the powerful magic energy even affected the heavenly phenomena.

Unbeknownst to when, a full moon had risen in the sky.

...

Meanwhile, Saint Vestia frowned continuously. "He deciphered my magic. What does he intend to do with that immense magic power he’s mobilizing?"

The Luva River Witch summoned a stream of water to extinguish the fire, but the water too was consumed by the flames; her expression turned ugly. "Saint Vestia, you can’t really be unable to suppress the Monarch’s flames, can you? Stop joking around; think about it. In the Kingdom of Frank’s military nobility system, as long as we establish military exploits, we will be the new ancient nobles of Frank. You are the most powerful witch of the Vesta Holy Land; how could you possibly not suppress the flames of a mere youth?"

Saint Vestia said nothing, already gritting her teeth and fiercely resisting Ivita’s forcible control of her flames.

Suddenly, the Thunderous Witch looked up. "No, no... The flames are a distraction, something is about to fall from the sky... My God."

"This is..."

The three Witch Marquises then shifted their attention away from the Fire Magic, horrified to discover that the entire ground where the Frankish Army was stationed had become a giant Magic Array.

It turned into a massive attracting force, summoning something from the sky.

What appeared in the sky were meteors pulled from the Star Realm.

Dozens of massive meteors appeared above the heads of the Frankish Army, these meteors weren’t ordinary; they flickered with countless lights and shadows, with one meteor embedded within another, likely representing the convergence of dozens of meteors.

Ordinary meteors, the Witch Marquises could easily stop, but so many spiritually potent meteors could break through their Dark Souls, making it impossible for them to alter the laws of physics.