The Flame Belle Empress' aura was imperious too, despite the strong flames.
The Brown Rebels finally saw the Flame Belle Empress' true appearance. Even though she was engulfed in the sacred flames, her slender figure had a unique, seductive aura. The strong flames were intimidating, making it difficult to look at them directly. On top of that, the Flame Belle Empress' unique aura was enough to intimidate the Brown Rebels further. They did not dare to disrespect her in the slightest!
"A Flame Belle!"
Sharjah blurted out. She finally saw the true appearance of Mo Fan's Contracted Beast!
The last Flame Belle in the world!
Sharjah had read a lot. She once read about the Flame Belle, the Sacred Fire Spirit, written by an explorer not long ago.
In a certain era, the Flame Belle was a species of Fire Elemental Creatures. They were nurtured in sacred altars across the world.
Their hearts and minds were pure. Unlike the vast majority of brutal demons, they would never attack humans. Instead, they were like holy guardians, abiding by the laws of nature and quietly continuing their lives.
For some reason, the Flame Belle species gradually declined in the world. They had become a rare species in modern times. Many explorers across the world had done a final analysis. The last Flame Belle was found in Dunhuang in China.
As a result, the report about the last Flame Belle was born.
Many Mages had no idea what a Flame Belle was. They only cared about their own interests. However, for many archaeologists, the Flame Belle might be the source of the Fire Element!
Otherwise, how could a Flame Belle Possess a Fire Mage so perfectly?
The Flame Belle was the source of the Fire Element!
Sharjah strongly believed it, as she had a more important reason!
She tapped her finger and summoned the evil book.
The pages flipped rapidly until she reached the last few pages.
One of the pages was completely red. The paint was flickering on the page like real flames, as if it was going to burn the book into ashes at any second.
On the fiery red page, there was a demonic being with the figure of a woman.
She was hugging the lava and the sacred mountain with her arms wide open.
The flames on her body did not damage her skin in the slightest. Instead, they were clothes that accentuated her holiness and devilish nature.
Those extremely dangerous fire creatures were like her people, hovering around her, protecting her, revering her, and obeying her orders at any time!
Previously, the pages of the Black Primordial Demon and Splitter Sword Tyrphon had been surrounded by evil aura. Splitter Sword Tyrphon was like a living being inside the pages, ready to fly out at any time.
However, even though the illustration on the Flame Belle's page was vivid and lifelike, it was still just an illustration on a page. There was no real object in it.
Sharjah clearly remembered her grandfather telling her about the Flame Belle, but even her grandfather had never seen a Flame Belle with the Sacred Spirit Bloodline.
Now she saw it.
A mature Flame Belle Empress!
Seeing it with his own eyes and hearing it from legends, as well as the records on the pages of books, were two completely different concepts.
The Flame Belle Empress came out of Mo Fan's body. She was like a bright sun in the middle of a freezing day. Not only did she drive away the coldness that was withering away the life force, she even spread a strong presence of life across the land like her flames.
Ice Magician White Leopard's cultivation was shocking. He was able to sink the Heavens and Earth into his world of withering ice. However, the Flame Belle, who symbolized life and the sacred flame, tore open a trail of flames in his world of withering ice. The endless flames were able to melt the icy death aura!
It was as if winter had come to an end and spring had arrived, bringing the world back to life!
The coldness, withering, and silence were replaced by the sacred brilliance. Not only did it bring warmth, it also brought a strong life force that could not be buried. It was awakened, flourishing, and thriving!
The Flame Belle Empress' world was not a scorched land, nor was it ruled by the cold ice of death.
White Leopard was drawing with all his might. He was scribbling wildly on his drawing board, like an artist possessed by a demon. As an artist, he needed his drawings to have soul and resolution, which was the withering and death that he needed.
However, the sacred flame of life from the Flame Belle Empress completely nullified his efforts. The ice floe with a strong pressure was shattered into pieces. The black trail was filled with flames.
No matter how he drew, no matter how much he added, no matter how much he scribbled, even if he splashed all the white ink on it, it still could not cover the blazing flames and the brilliant light.
White Leopard's face turned even paler.
Every time he drew, his energy would be consumed. The faster he drew, the faster his energy would be depleted.
He was unwilling to give up. He began to overload his Will.
The Flame Belle Empress stood there and calmly withdrew her territory.
White Leopard's face contorted. It was the pain of forcibly exhausting his Will, like a man who had not slept for days trying to work. His green eyes and pale face were quite terrifying.
"No one is allowed to burn my drawings! No one is allowed to survive in my world of withering ice, let alone the light, heat, and flames!" White Leopard yelled.
White foam was coming out of his mouth as he yelled.
His eyes rolled back. It was obvious that the last stroke had taken away a part of his life force. His body was having a great reaction from the overload!
White Leopard twitched and vomited. He finally could not hold on any longer. He was knocked flying by the backlash when he was trying to draw more ice. He slammed into the ice mountain behind him, which collapsed with a loud crash!
"Brother!"
Ice Tiger quickly went up to him, but White Leopard just stood there stubbornly. Even though the bones on his back were deformed from the impact, he still stood there like a soldier. Otherwise, he would fall to the ground.
"I won't lose, I won't lose, I won't lose, I'm the strongest Ice Mage in this country. How could I possibly lose to a nameless Fire Mage!?" White Leopard was still yelling. His body was already deformed beyond recognition.
"None of you, stay out of it!"
"I can kill him. The Flame Belle, the Heavenly Flames, they will all be dead souls under my brush! "
White Leopard staggered forward. His fingers were trembling as he held the brush.
He could not even hold the brush firmly. How could he possibly keep fighting?
RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
The floating ice continued to collapse. The sky and the earth were literally falling apart. The Flame Belle Empress slowly descended from the ravine. The Heavenly Flames on her body had weakened slightly, but it did not weaken her aura.
Mo Fan still had a lot of enemies. White Leopard was not the only one. She Attached herself to Mofan again.
The Flame Belle Empress was a little worn out. It was the perfect opportunity for her to merge with Mo Fan's body. Her flames were still burning on Mo Fan's body!
The strongest one was not Mofan, nor was it the Flame Belle Empress.
They had merged into one!
The Flame Belle Empress was the one nurturing Mofan's heart of fire …
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