Chapter 874 874: Trophy
The impact was strong enough to knock the girl off balance, causing her sword to clatter to the ground. She landed on the ground, coughing and trying to catch her breath as her body healed.
Karyk stood there, his expression unreadable as he observed the turn of events. The shadow that had struck the girl emerged from the darkness, revealing a figure clad in a dark cloak that only revealed the person's face.
It was a woman with piercing eyes and an aura of death around her. She stood before Karyk, her movements elegant, yet slightly lifeless.
"You are..." The Princess looked at the woman, momentarily finding it hard to believe her eyes.
"Mother...?"
She had seen her mother die right before her eyes. She still remembered the day where she cried in her brother's arms when she had lost her mother. It was impossible for her to forget this face!
Although the face looked lifeless and pale, but it carried the old charm that her mother had possessed.
Her pupils trembled as she sensed the lifeless aura inside her, which made her very different from how she used to be in the past. She was a person filled with life, never fighting. In fact, she hated violence the most, yet now she had attacked her?
"How dare you?!" She roared, her rage strong enough to send waves of electricity crackling through the space. All the memories of her mother came flooding back to her.
She hated Karyk, but he had crossed the limits by turning her mother into an undead! She had dragged her mother's soul back to this body, and used it to fight against her own Empire?
Even though her mother was listening to Karyk's commands, the Princess could feel that her soul was suffering.
"I can never forgive you for this heinous act," she declared, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and sorrow.
"If you had allowed me to leave, you wouldn't have seen this sight..." Karyk let out a sigh as more and more undead came out of the ground.
Most of the Undeads were recognised by the Shadow Guards that were more familiar with the Royal Family.
They were the members of the Royal Family from previous generations. Although they hadn't become Emperors, they were still very powerful in their era.
"I will rip you to shreds!" The Princess stated as she attacked once again. Even if her mother stood before her, she was willing to destroy her and free her soul from this torment.
"Don't be scared!" The leader of the Shadow Guards exclaimed as he also rushed ahead. "The Undeads don't have the immortality of the Royals!"
"We've already killed an undead that had attacked the Palace before! Raise your swords and kill the undead!"
The Shadow Guards also joined the battle, fighting against the Undeads who were much stronger than the General that they had faced.
Still, the Shadow Guards didn't fall behind. The sheer number of Elzeirans was too much for the Undeads that were created by Karyk.
Surrounded by his undead, Karyk watched the enemies killing his undead. His expressions were still impossible to read.
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As the battle raged on, the Princess unleashed all her fury and power against the undead that bore the faces of her ancestors.
With each strike, she channeled her anger and determination, fueled by the desire to free her mother's soul from the clutches of Karyk's dark magic.
Karyk watched in silence, his eyes betraying a hint of thoughts hidden beneath his stoic demeanor.
The Undeads fought back with a ferocity that surprised even the Shadow Guards, their loyalty to their master unyielding even in the face of their own destruction.
Despite their low numbers, a few Undeads managed to last over half an hour.
With a final, resounding blow, the Princess struck down the undead form of her mother, releasing the trapped soul from its torment. A blinding light engulfed the battlefield, dispelling the darkness that had shrouded her mother's reanimated body.
As the light faded, the Princess stood victorious, her heart heavy with both sorrow and relief.
She gazed at Karyk, who was wide open. There was no one to protect him, all his undead already destroyed.
"That was fast..." Karyk muttered, looking at the remnants of his Undead. "Don't you think you were a little too ruthless on your Ancestors?"
The Shadow Guards had killed the Undeads in such a manner that it was impossible to bring them back. Their bodies weren't intent.
Let alone intact bodies, it was impossible to even find out which piece belonged to which undead. That's how bad the undead were destroyed.
The Princess, now surrounded by her immortal soldier, turned to Karyk with a gaze that held a mix of disgust. "Where will you run now?"
She stepped towards Karyk, raising her Sword. She was even more certain that Karyk couldn't use any of his strength now. If he could, he would've already tried escaping.
"Ah, is it too late to surrender now?" Karyk asked, scratching the back of his head.
"Surrender?" The Princess asked, her voice filled with rage. "You want to surrender after defiling the body of my mother?!"
"Surrender in the afterlife!" she exclaimed as she swung her sword. She didn't want to see Karyk breathe even for a single second more.
With a single swing of her sword, she decapitated Karyk. But she didn't stop there. Her sword kept swinging, again and again!
The echoes of her sword slicing through the air filled the surroundings. The Princess kept cutting Karyk, not taking any risks. She didn't want him to return to life ever again!
After she sliced Karyk a thousand times, she used her magic to light the remnants of his body in flames, only stopping when nothing more than ashes was left behind.
"Gather his ashes... It will be my trophy!" After finishing, she turned to the Shadow Guards, seeming a little exhausted.
She glanced at her brother who was standing on the balcony of the palace, looking at the battlefield.
The girl flashed a smile to her brother as she kept her sword back and flew toward her brother.
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