The Legends Of Creator Hero
The Princess of the Fairy Queen

It took some time for the recovery potion to heal the wounds I had. Now, I can only see in silence Priscilla's fight against Azazel. During this time lag, I will quietly absorb the soul core and prepare an extremely powerful attack to beat Azazel.

THE POV PRISCILLA FLAMESWORD.

I looked at Rigel who was far behind me, he was recovering himself and it seemed that he was unable to move due to Azazel's hard hit. Still being able to maintain consciousness after such a powerful blow alone was already great enough. Even Anastasia and Mirai instantly fainted with the punch.

I need to be able to survive while Rigel is recovering. I'm sure he will definitely prepare one or two attacks during his recovery time.

I want to change my form into my adult form, but it still takes a little more time for me to change. Because, to my looks this comes from fairy techniques. If fairies can change their shape in seconds, since I am human, it takes me 30 minutes at the earliest. It's been almost 30 minutes since we got in here, so it's only gonna take a minute.

Because the speed of this prince was so fast that even my eyes and Rigel could not keep up with his movements, I expanded the mana in my eye area to improve my vision so that I could react in time.

"It looks like I'm going to confront you, the user of fairy power."

Azazel.

I just kept quiet without taking it down, he said. Then, I gathered strength at my feet and streaked like lightning towards Azazel. I borrowed the power from the white elf and gathered it in my hands.

The white elf was a fairy with light elementwn affinity, the reason Anastasia could use the light element when dealing with Arch Licht was because of this white elf. I had ordered the white elf before to take care if there was anything alarming. Therefore, Anastasia can collect light energy easily.

Well, even so, the magic attack was purely Anastasia's ability, the white elf only helped her gather the light energy necessary for her spell.

I gathered light energy in my fist and pointed it at Azazel's face.

Dam up!

He managed to resist my attack with one hand. I darted in another direction and he followed me at the same speed.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The sound of a punch shoot echoed around. Azazel and I continued to fight blows and moved very quickly, as if a teleportation.

"Hahaha, you're good, fairy boy."

Puji Azazel's.

"I'm so flattered by your praise, but—"

I took some distance and started my career.

"The fairy technique: change of form!"

A white light enveloped my body and blinded everyone's gaze, not long after the light started to dissipate, I threw my fist straight at Azazel's face.

Pack!

Booms!

I managed to land my first fist on his face. Azazel slammed into the wall so strongly that it made some cracks in the wall where he landed.

A cloud of dust covered the area where it had crashed due to the blow of a little girl who had turned into a beautiful adult girl. I've been using my changes, it's been a long time since I last used this form, I don't know how many years.

I don't have to worry about my clothes going small because my body is turning into a 20 year old girl. My clothes are special, they can adjust the body size of the person wearing them.

Although this is not my strongest change, but with this form I can confidently say that I can handle two Dragon Zombies alone.

Azazel walked slowly out of the cloud of dust that covered him.

"hm."

Azazel laughed amusedly.

"Haha! It's been a long time since anyone could throw me, ahh~ so this feels like pain? I don't know how long I haven't felt it. Good, very good fairy boy. Take out everything you have!"

Azazel.

I got a little goosebumps because of his words and it seems that this prince has a masochistic soul in his dark heart. He looked very happy that I had managed to throw him away, but it did not do him much damage. My attack just managed to scratch a little wound, damn it!

I pulled more fairy power into my body until I drifted slightly off the ground.

"Yahoo!"

Priscilla roared.

Azazel's eyes grew surprised and formed a smile on his lips.

"Interesting, fairy boy. Let's see how much you got, fairy boy."

Azazel.

He cut the distance between us and stretched out his left hand that had been clad in green energy and surrounded by black smoke.

"Prince of the prince: A despicable fire!"

Azazel said, using his skill.

I also sped towards her and gathered the fairy power in both my hands to resist Azazel's attack as well as attack her.

"The Fairy Technique: Purification of the Gods!"

A golden glint gathered in both of my hands and slowly a white-colored cluster of light swirled around my two fists. This little white light came from nature and the little elf who did not yet have a form.

They are also the light of hope from people I consider family. As long as the Region is still around, the power I have is almost unrivalled.

"Haaarr!"

Azazel.

"Yahoo!!"

Priscilla roars.

We fought each other with our strong blows accompanied by our respective skills. An unstable energy ball is formed due to the collision of two opposing and powerful forces.

I tried to push that energy towards Azazel as hard as I could, but as I expected, I would definitely lose. However, I still have one free hand!

I tried to sneak up next to him and slam my free left hand beside his body.

"Yeahah!"

Priscilla.

Bam!

The hard blow hit Azazel's body very hard. Azazel's facial features were mixed between pain and excitement. His body has been hit hard but he did not crash, he can still survive, Shit!

"Prince power: The Darkness of Hell!"

Azazel activated his skill.

There was a very wide grin in his mouth after muttering his skill, then, my vision went all dark, it seemed like this was the skill he had just used.

I can't see or feel anything. I looked left, right, front and back looking for light in this eternal darkness and worried that he would attack me from a place I could not reach.

"Hahahaha, come on, can't you do anything in this darkness?"

Azazel.

A fire came from the west towards me directly, I was able to avoid it easily, yet I was unable to find the person who attacked me.

Damn, where did each of these attacks come from?!

More and more attacks are coming towards me, they are coming from all directions then—

Cruc!

A hand pierced through my lower abdomen, although I could not see anything, I knew that this hand belonged to Azazel.

After my stomach was pierced by Azazel's hand, the darkness that enveloped us began to disappear and I could see Rigel still on the wall where he was thrown. His eyes widened in shock, his face reflected the fear of losing someone and also, an extremely terrifying aura of anger seeping out from his body.

I just smiled looking at Rigel's rarely formed expression. I'm glad that a handsome guy seems to get angry when a girl like me is stabbed in the back.

"Is this just your ability? How disappointing. Though I've been expecting a lot from you, fairy boy."

Azazel sambik sighed in disappointment.

He pulled out his hand that was still in my stomach. Blood began to seep out from my hollow stomach, the warm and cold feeling of death began to stimulate into my body.

"Priscilla!!"

I could hear Rigel screaming in despair from a distance.

Ahh, will this be my end?

"While it's rare for someone to be able to use the power of a fairy, I thought you'd be better than this but you're not."

Azazel.

Azazel slowly stepped away from me approaching Rigel who was still unable to move.

"Well damn devil, ji-if that's what you want I'll do!"

Priscilla screamed in pain.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down and tried to use a change I never thought I would use this fast.

"you beloved and beloved of the fairies, I am Priscilla Flamesword, the figure who uses the power of the fairies and the figure who inherits the blood of the great fairy queen, hereby order you to remove the barrier that my mother planted."

Priscilla slowly stood up.

"Release limiter!"

A white light gathered and surrounded my body and slowly healed the hole in my stomach. The light slowly formed a pair of beautiful butterfly wings of light, the clothes I wore slowly changed and a small crown of light formed on my head. This is my strongest form or my true self—

I'm the daughter of my mother's fairy queen.