Chapter 104: Chaotic Battle and the High Priest

However, before the gun net could close in, an invisible force spread out, causing those sky-level Royal Wing Guards, including the legendary Xiao Mo, to suddenly stiffen and plummet to the ground!

“Help!”

Aistini shouted in alarm, quickly standing from her throne, her white wings fluttering behind her. An endless white light condensed in her hands into a spear as brilliant as a diamond.

The guards on the ground, still not engaged in battle, rushed to their immobile, falling companions, while the Silver-Winged Elder waved his staff, causing a magic array to shine brightly and unleash two streams of energy.

One directly infused into Aistini, causing her aura to surge, while the other transformed into a colorful rope, entwining toward the silver light-wrapped figure in an attempt to hinder her already moving form.

Yet, just as the rope shrank towards the assassin, a terrifying force erupted, shattering the light-woven rope into oblivion as it dissipated in the air.

“Cough!”

The Silver-Winged Elder spewed blood, his seemingly old and dazed eyes flashing with disbelief and shock, staggering back several steps to steady himself.

Aistini noticed the scene’s change. Although she didn’t expect the elder to fall so easily, this single strike amplified by the great formation had reached an astonishing peak, nearing the realm of the seventh tier of divinity.

The Wing Emperor was confident that even if she couldn’t kill or capture this strange assassin, she could definitely injure her.

“Star Spear, go!”

The monarch turned and launched this distilled essence of Winged People’s countless generations of sky spear techniques—an attack possible only through her transcended domain.

The three-meter-long, diamond-like energy spear shot forward with a dazzling trail, aimed straight at the unguarded back of the assassin.

At that moment, a peculiar pink staff, shaped like two tiny rabbit ears on top, suddenly glowed, along with the delicate hands gripping it, dispelling the silver light swirling around, and then swung down heavily.

“Bang!!!”

With an earth-shattering clash, the diamond spear didn’t shatter instantly like Xiao Mo’s dagger; instead, it got locked in a stalemate with the rabbit-eared staff in the air, producing a squeaking friction sound while being forcefully pushed upwards by the silver-wrapped figure.

Then, with another “Bang!”

The front hall of the Wing Emperor Palace was smashed open, just as the Royal Wing Guards were ready to spread their wings and pursue further.

Suddenly, out of the hole where the assassin had disappeared, a conical metal object stamped with a little demon emblem, emanating a fiery tail, shot toward the Wing Emperor herself sitting on the throne!

Aistini couldn’t be careless. She immediately swung her ornate spear, aiming it straight at the foreign object.

“Flashbang!”

“!!!”

The blinding white light dazzled everyone’s eyes. Struck directly, the startled Wing Emperor stumbled, nearly collapsing to the ground, and staggered back several steps before barely stabilizing herself against her throne.

“Your Majesty!”

The dazzling effect lasted several seconds. Xiao Mo, just recovering from the disorientation caused by the shock, rushed towards the royal figure instinctively.

“Your Majesty! Are you alright?”

Aistini seemed mostly fine, only tightly shutting her eyes with two trails of tears running down, as if that foreign object didn’t have much real lethality.

“I’m fine, just give me a moment. Don’t shake me so much…”

“Damn it, we’ve been outsmarted. Don’t let her get away! We pursue…”

“Don’t chase.”

Xiao Mo glanced at the mess in the palace and the Wing Guards recovering from the flash, her nose nearly crinkling in frustration. Just as she was about to command the guards to continue pursuing the enemy, Aistini, still with her eyes closed, reached out to stop her.

“Your Majesty?”

“I said, don’t chase. Can’t you see you’re no match? If she could withstand the amplified Star Spear, she’s at least at a transcended high level, may not even be weaker than me. Moreover, that eerie technique just now reminded me of certain troublesome factions.”

The Wing Emperor shook her head helplessly. It was only at this point that she could barely open her eyes, vaguely observing the disarrayed front hall, then looked up at the hole in the ceiling before turning her gaze back to the somewhat weakened Silver-Winged Elder beside her.

She instructed Xiao Mo to help manage the chaos while she slowly rubbed her reddened eye sockets, speaking up.

“Master Yu, are you alright?”

She called the elder “Master Yu,” not merely by name but because it signified him as the teacher of wings—his role was to guide the Wing Emperor in mastering their power and responsibilities.

Master Yu was very old. Even with the Winged People’s long lifespan, Aistini was already his fourth pupil among the Wing Emperors. Over a hundred years ago, when she ascended, he was already like this, showing little change.

A Silver-Winged person shouldn’t have such an extended lifespan; achieving this was likely due to Master Yu breaking through to a level that greatly extended life.

Few knew his exact strength or true name, but Aistini was one of the informed.

Although his focus on magical research made it so he had only recently entered the transcendent tier, in terms of magical standards, the Wing Emperor doubted she could match Master Yu even ten times over.

Much of the living magic in the Kingdom of Azure was developed personally by him; he was also the director of the Fantasy Magic Research Institute in the Sky City.

As for his true name, it might be something like Raborg or Rabot; Aistini paid little attention, just as she wouldn’t question why Master Yu would want his appearance to resemble someone on the verge of entering a coffin.

He might’ve even forgotten what his real name was; he was just a magic research fanatic.

Nonetheless, this seemingly old man was indeed a crucial support for Aistini, holding a position even above the “Four Wings.”

Thus, the Wing Emperor still cared about his condition. Although she understood well that this old fool was tenacious enough that he might outlive her, it was still safer to ask.

Indeed, although he had just spat a mouthful of blood, which looked quite alarming, the elder spoke without any hint of delay.

“Just a bit of shock from the defensive formation being broken, I’ll just need to drink some medicine and rest. Fortunately, the opponent seemed to have some reservations, not daring to use full force; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so simple, especially considering that she… is at the level of a Pseudo-God.”

“Pseudo-God?”

Aistini gasped, mouth agape, but then lowered her voice again to ask.

“Are you sure? Was that really a Pseudo-God? What tier?”

Master Yu replied without hesitation.

“This old man has seen quite a bit; the Pseudo-God tier absolutely exists, perhaps even higher. It was only for an instant, but it certainly wouldn’t be weaker than Ais…”

“What happened?”

With white wings fluttering and rosy clouds swirling, a woman in a white priestly robe with a hood, her face half-hidden by the cloth, gracefully descended from the hole in the sky. The Royal Wing Guards and Xiao Mo, as if they recognized her, quickly bowed their heads in greeting.

“Welcome, High Priest!”

“Mm.”

The woman slightly nodded, her white wings fluttering lightly, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared close to Aistini and Master Yu. The two remained unperturbed, not astonished by her arrival.

“Is everything alright? I sensed a powerful aura flicker here. Is it that guy from last time?”

She leaned down with concern, looking at the Wing Emperor on the throne, while Master Yu naturally stepped back, leaving space for them.

Seeing the woman addressed as the High Priest, Aistini’s expression softened, not the kind of warmth she showed to subordinates and subjects, but something more genuine, like she was facing a beloved and family member.

“I’m fine ~ Estira, sorry to worry you.”

   

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