Chapter 78: Wind God’s Dance Step, Amelia Exposed!

Verna had already rushed in front of Dwight. Hearing Dwight’s words, a sense of foreboding immediately rose in her heart.

Dwight was an Apostle?

Before Verna could think further, Dwight raised his hand and clenched it in the void. A whip formed entirely of flames materialized directly in his grasp.

Holding this Flame Whip, a look of mockery spread across Dwight’s face. He flicked his wrist, and the fiery lash hurtled towards Verna with a scorching aura.

Facing the oncoming heat, Verna instinctively dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike.

Crack!

The Flame Whip lashed against the ground, instantly leaving a charred, black scar.

“A Low-Rank Apostle?”

After dodging the attack, Verna retreated several steps, her expression grim.

The moment Dwight made his move, she understood his rank. She never imagined that this unassuming man had already reached the Low-Rank Apostle stage.

A miscalculation!

Dwight looked at Verna with a faint, mocking smile. “You’re a Low-Rank Apostle too? But your abilities are all in setting up Barriers, aren’t they? In that case, you’re no match for me at all.”

As he spoke, Dwight raised the Flame Whip again and lashed out at Verna.

Facing such an attack, Verna could only dodge.

As a Low-Rank Apostle, she was more than capable of dealing with ordinary people. But when her opponent was also a Low-Rank Apostle, someone whose abilities were entirely support-oriented like her simply couldn’t cope.

From the shadows, Amelia watched this scene silently.

Eileen and Mord’s battle was currently proceeding with Eileen suppressing Mord; there was no need to worry too much there.

As for the other side, the situation was unexpected.

“So he was supposed to be an ordinary person, but turned out to be a Low-Rank Apostle instead? Hmm… well, at least he’s only a Low-Rank Apostle.”

Amelia sighed inwardly.

Verna, coveting the position of Grand Duke, had hidden her Apostle status even after becoming one. Dwight was likely harboring the same intentions.

[Looks like it’s time for Amelia to make her entrance.]

[What a coincidence, Amelia just broke through to Low-Rank Apostle yesterday.]

[Even though they’re both Low-Rank Apostles, can Amelia defeat Dwight?]

[Amelia should be fine, right? After all, she has a Divine Bloodline.]

[Come to think of it, what ability did Amelia get after becoming a Low-Rank Apostle? She hasn’t revealed it yet, has she?]

Bullet comments scrolled past before her eyes.

Amelia, holding her bow “Silver Moon,” walked out of the house unhurriedly.

As Amelia emerged, Dwight naturally noticed her.

“Lily Hicks?”

When he saw Amelia, Dwight’s pupils constricted sharply.

Regarding this young girl, due to the events of recent days, Dwight had already developed many doubts and planned to investigate her thoroughly later. He never expected that before he could make a move, she would team up with Verna to ambush him.

“Ami… Lily, why did you come out?” Verna couldn’t help but ask when she saw Amelia appear.

In Verna’s eyes, Amelia had always been an ordinary person.

Back when the Steele Kingdom still stood, because they were both marginalized Princesses, Verna had paid some attention to Amelia. She knew this was someone who failed to gain Faith with any God and could never become an Apostle.

If she wasn’t an Apostle, she shouldn’t be appearing at this moment.

“Verna, you go rest first. Leave the rest to me,” Amelia said with a slight smile.

“Leave it to you? Could it be…”

An incredulous look appeared in Verna’s eyes.

To dare appear at this time and tell her to step back and rest—that spoke volumes.

“Another Apostle, is it?” Dwight’s eyes turned cold. “Then, Lily Hicks, what is your reason for standing against me?”

“Reason? Do I need any other reason to deal with someone connected to the Red Moon Society?” Amelia said calmly.

“The Red Moon Society… so you even know about that?” Dwight let out a cold laugh upon hearing this. “In that case, you’d better pray your ambush succeeds in killing me today. Otherwise, no matter who you are, you will face my revenge. I will make you taste the cruelest tortures this world has to offer, making you wish for death!”

“Is that so? Then you’d best try hard to survive.”

As Amelia spoke, she directly raised the bow in her hand, aiming it at Dwight. The power of wind rapidly gathered on it, coalescing into a cyan arrow.

Wind’s Sigh!

Whoosh!

The cyan arrow shot forth instantly, arriving before Dwight’s eyes in a flash.

Dwight’s eyes widened. He hurriedly twisted his body sideways, but the cyan arrow still grazed his forehead, scraping off skin and leaving a bloody streak.

The power of the Bard’s Bow?

As he dodged the attack, this thought surfaced in Dwight’s mind, filling him with shock.

The Bard’s Bow could only be wielded by those with Faith from Elves, and Amelia looked entirely Human in appearance. So, initially, Dwight hadn’t anticipated she would display abilities belonging to the Bard’s Bow. Caught off guard, he had nearly failed to dodge.

Now, feeling the pain on his forehead and the blood trickling down, Dwight’s expression turned as dark as water.

“This is…”

Verna also showed a surprised expression upon seeing the ability Amelia displayed.

A Half-Elf?

The thought immediately crossed Verna’s mind.

Besides Elves, Half-Elves could also gain Faith from the Elf God and obtain abilities.

‘Amelia is actually a Half-Elf? This is truly unexpected. And… she’s already reached the Low-Rank Apostle stage? She hid it so deeply!’

Verna’s gaze towards Amelia became somewhat complex.

Regardless of how much surprise her actions caused others, Amelia raised her Silver Moon once more, aiming it at Dwight.

“Flame Butterfly!”

Dwight uttered a low shout, choosing to strike first.

He swung the Flame Whip in his hand. Due to the distance, it couldn’t reach Amelia, but with his motion, a butterfly formed entirely of flames—half as large as a person—materialized and flew swiftly towards Amelia.

Flame Whip!

Flame Butterfly!

These were the two abilities Dwight currently possessed.

The Flame Butterfly’s flight speed was indeed very fast. It had barely formed before it reached Amelia.

Just as Dwight thought this strike would hit Amelia, a cold sneer forming on his face, Amelia nimbly stepped back, dodging the attack.

However, the Flame Butterfly was a tracking ability. If it didn’t hit anything, it would automatically adjust its direction and continue pursuing the target. So, after missing, it turned around and continued chasing Amelia.

Amelia instinctively raised her bow, aiming at the Flame Butterfly.

Attacking it would make it explode, neutralizing the strike. But after a brief thought, Amelia decided against it.

She was no stranger to the Flame Butterfly ability. During the journey to the Luban Duchy, one of the Bandits they encountered had used this ability, giving her sufficient understanding of it.

This ability certainly possessed tracking capabilities, but as long as it failed to hit its target and remained in pursuit, the caster couldn’t conjure a second Flame Butterfly.

And if she attacked the Flame Butterfly, causing it to explode, Dwight could simply cast another one.

After all the information about the Flame Butterfly surfaced in her mind, Amelia knew what she had to do.

Wind God’s Dance Step!

Amelia activated the ability she had gained upon becoming a Low-Rank Apostle.

As she used this ability, Amelia felt the power of wind envelop her body, making it exceptionally light and nimble. Both her speed and agility were greatly enhanced.

Under these circumstances, even the Flame Butterfly’s speed seemed slow in Amelia’s eyes.

[It’s the Wind God’s Dance Step! It’s actually the Wind God’s Dance Step.]

[This ability is quite good.]

[When using this ability, she looks like she’s dancing. I have to say, it’s really elegant.]

[Amelia is so beautiful!]

When Amelia performed the Wind God’s Dance Step, the viewers recognized it immediately. It was an ability with a relatively high appearance rate in the original plot; many Elves possessed it.

Using the Wind God’s Dance Step, Amelia effortlessly dodged the Flame Butterfly’s pursuit, appearing both light and elegant. An uninformed onlooker might even think, at first glance, that she was dancing in the wind.

While evading the attack, Amelia bent her bow, aiming at Dwight once more. Wind’s Sigh shot out abruptly.

Dwight immediately dove into a roll to dodge.

Due to its incredible speed, an attack like Wind’s Sigh was something Dwight couldn’t block, only evade.

After dodging, Dwight quickly charged towards Amelia, gripping the Flame Whip tightly in his hand.

But before he could advance a few steps, another Wind’s Sigh shot towards him, forcing Dwight to dodge again.

As soon as he evaded that strike, the next arrow was already flying towards him.

Under these circumstances, Dwight simply couldn’t get close to Amelia. And without closing the distance, his only means of attacking her was the Flame Butterfly; the Flame Whip couldn’t reach her.

Yet the Flame Butterfly completely failed to catch up with Amelia.

‘Damn it! How can this person dodge the Flame Butterfly’s attacks while accurately attacking me at the same time… well, maybe not so accurately beyond ten meters, but if I want to get close and attack her, I have to enter within ten meters or even closer! Curse it!’

Dwight felt constrained in every way, so frustrated he almost wanted to cough up blood.

Right now, he was utterly incapable of counterattacking, only able to dodge continuously. This couldn’t last; it was no good. After all, who could guarantee they could forever dodge someone’s attacks without getting hit?

Indeed, it wasn’t long before an arrow struck Dwight’s shoulder. Wind’s Sigh pierced straight through, and blood splattered out.

Dwight grunted, hurriedly clutching his shoulder. But immediately after, another arrow hit his thigh, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground. Intense pain flooded his senses.

“Wait, wait, don’t attack yet!” Lying on the ground, Dwight quickly spoke up. “Killing me directly gets you nothing. As the Third Prince, I can offer you many benefits…”

Amelia said nothing. While evading another lunge from the Flame Butterfly, she aimed her bow at Dwight’s head.

At this distance, within ten meters!

Whoosh!

Wind’s Sigh shot out, a cyan beam that directly pierced through Dwight’s head, cutting off the words he hadn’t finished speaking.

His words wouldn’t cause Amelia any hesitation whatsoever!

A surge of intense pain shot through Dwight’s mind. He struggled in disbelief.

He was the Third Prince of the Luban Duchy, His Highness the Prince! He might even have had a chance to inherit the Title of Grand Duke someday. How could he die here?

He didn’t struggle for long. Dwight’s body ceased moving, his vision fading into eternal darkness.

And just as Dwight died, the Flame Butterfly he had summoned vanished on the spot.

“Your Highness!”

Mord, who had been watching this side of the fight, witnessed this scene and felt his eyes split with fury. He simply couldn’t believe it.

The Duchy’s Third Prince, His Highness, killed right in the capital of the Duchy! How could this happen?

This sight caused Mord’s focus to shatter instantly, his mind going blank.

“Have you forgotten you’re in the middle of a battle?”

Eileen’s voice came from beside him, cold as frost, cold as the moon.

As her voice reached him, a Sword mercilessly pierced through Mord’s heart!

“Urk…”

Mord’s eyes widened.

Eileen pulled her Sword back out, letting blood flow freely from the wound in Mord’s heart.

Clutching his heart, Mord staggered back two steps, his eyes filled with unwillingness. But even with his unwillingness, he could change nothing.

His Highness, Prince Dwight, was dead, and he was finished too.

With a thud, Mord collapsed to the ground.

Mord knew he was about to die. Before death, a look of resentment crossed his face. Gritting his teeth, he said, “You won’t have a good end! His Highness already notified the Red Moon Society that there’s something suspicious about Lily Hicks. The Red Moon Society will investigate the situation and find you! Today, our fate will be your fate tomorrow! We’ll be waiting for you in hell!”

After forcing out these final words, the light in Mord’s eyes gradually faded.

Thus, the ambush was a success!

The autumn wind blew past, lifting Amelia’s long hair. She frowned slightly. Mord’s dying words made her somewhat concerned.

“Miss Lily, what that Mord said just now…” Eileen walked over, a worried look on her face.

She also understood that if the Red Moon Society set its sights on Amelia, it would definitely be trouble. No small amount of trouble.

Amelia frowned slightly, then looked at Verna.

“Verna, what do you think? Ideally, I’d like to keep the identity of Lily Hicks, but this identity has already come to the Red Moon Society’s attention.”

“The Red Moon Society, is it?”

Verna thought for a moment before speaking. “The Red Moon Society is ultimately a criminal organization; they wouldn’t dare act openly and brazenly. You just need to guard against their schemes. In that case, I have a suggestion.”