Erica stood beneath the crimson blood moon, letting the raging wind and snow slash her cheeks.
She stared blankly at the towering red demon, as if driven mad, tearing a rift in the gloomy sky and brutally crushing the two giants, each as tall as a small mountain.
In its hands, the two giants were like two worms, manipulated back and forth by it.
Until it becomes fragmented.
The crimson demon gripped the massive, blood-soaked body in its hands and roared triumphantly towards the sky.
That posture seemed to be showing off to people, flaunting its power and cruelty.
Erica saw several afterimages.
She touched her slightly feverish forehead and felt a little dazed.
She understood the horror of demons better than anyone else.
Because she had faced that kind of existence directly.
They were almost powerless to resist.
She also had doubts when the demon appeared.
Why is a demon here?
Like Gwen, Erica unconsciously connected the demon incident that occurred on the back mountain of the academy with Victor.
She clearly remembered that the ravenous demon of greed, as terrifying as a black mountain, appeared on Henney's body.
Hene is Victor's teaching assistant.
Since she fell into a coma, she has only heard about the aftermath of those events through hearsay.
No one mentioned Heni during that war against demons; instead, they talked most about the pig-headed professor from the Raiser family.
Devon Reiser, in that incident, was described as the vessel of the demon.
She had a doubt: the person possessed by the demon was clearly Henney.
But no one mentioned her name.
It's as if there's a hand manipulating everything behind the scenes, arbitrarily shifting the blame.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Erica, prompting her to instinctively search for Victor.
While everyone else cheered for the demon that had slain two giants, she alone gazed into the farthest distance.
Those two figures.
Erica's pupils contracted slightly.
She knew that figure very well and would never mistake it.
Professor Victor.
Is the person in his arms Captain Gwen?
Erica watched as Gwen collapsed into Victor's arms, the two of them looking very affectionate.
"..."
What are those two doing?
Suddenly, a flash of light appeared before her eyes, and her attention was forcibly diverted to the side of Victor's shoulder.
A blue light gleamed in the single eye of a crow, which turned its head and stared intently at Erica.
As if guided by an eerie blue light, Erica involuntarily fixed her gaze on the raven.
Suddenly, an extremely violent aura rushed towards us.
Her golden hair was blown about, dancing erratically across the snow-covered plain.
Her eyes seemed to be invaded by a strange image.
The snowfield, illuminated by the crimson moon, began to become unstable, trembling like the rippling surface of a mirror-like lake.
In the blink of an eye, a pristine white scene appeared before my eyes.
At this moment, she was standing above the clouds, with several towering pillars rising from the boundless white expanse.
A golden sun hung in the far sky, its warm rays shining on Erica, making her feel as if she had instantly escaped the snowfield.
A vast white temple slowly emerged from the array of giant pillars, while an enormous bird flapped its wings and circled the temple in the azure sky.
A powerful airflow lifted Erica from the clouds, causing her to spin and fly freely in the vast space.
In an instant, freedom was grasped in her hands.
A clear power gradually merged into Erica's body.
Beneath her golden eyes, a white rune slowly appeared—a rune symbolizing wind.
Inheritance —
A flash of lightning struck Erica's mind, and these words appeared in her mind instinctively.
In a daze, she saw the black crow and felt its light and agile body.
And the mocking laughter of crows gradually began to echo in my ears.
"It's this power again."
Erica was somewhat puzzled.
She still remembers that in her dream, this self-proclaimed evil god granted her the power of inheritance.
This time, it was the wind.
Erica slowly extended a hand, as if testing the waters, and gradually activated the wind element within her body in her hand.
There was no need to inscribe runes or formations; a powerful current of energy instantly gathered from all directions and began to swirl in her palm.
The power of the wind god.
When she raised her head again, trying to look at the crow.
But then a hoarse cry was heard.
'Furious, you should leave.'
In an instant, the scene before Erica's eyes shattered violently. A few seconds later, feeling the red glow and howling wind around her, she realized that she had returned to the Northern Frontier.
"this....."
After receiving the order, Lightton threw the giant's severed limb into the water.
It reached out and tore a huge red rift in the sky, then with a sudden burst of strength, it leaped into the scarlet crevice.
As the demon departed, the gloomy clouds gradually dissipated, and the red full moon regained its radiance.
The blood-red snowfield appeared even more terrifying before everyone's eyes.
Everyone witnessed the appearance and departure of the demons in this war.
Only Erica stared at the menacing one-eyed raven perched on Victor's shoulder.
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