The Forbidden Magic Laws of a Fallen Princess

Oh no, it's all over, I can't escape now...

What can we do?

At that moment, my heart was racing, and the blood in my body felt like it had reached boiling point, beginning to struggle wildly within me.

Honestly, I feel like I'm about to explode.

In an instant, one of my arms was cleaved in two, and the axe blade flew into the sky before landing on the ground some distance away.

My whole body shuddered involuntarily, but the pain was so sudden that my brain didn't react in time. Then, blood gushed out like a fountain from the cut on my severed arm.

Chapter 50: My Lost Arm Awakens Other Powers

"Aa ...

I couldn't help but scream in excruciating pain.

I never imagined that when it came to breaking other people's bodies and arms, it would hurt so much...

If I hadn't been so strong-willed, I might have fainted from the pain by now.

"Hehehe, Ivy, is that all you've got? I really don't understand why Lanis and the goddess Herelia think so highly of you. Sigh, you really disappoint me."

At this moment, instead of showing any concern for my severed arm, the goddess of darkness, Emma Fite, began to mock me.

That's just... absolutely outrageous.

Waaaaah, I only have one arm left! How am I supposed to keep conquering and embracing my lovely harem? How am I supposed to wield a sword with both hands and defend against enemy attacks...?

Seriously, having only one arm is so inconvenient.

By the way, my Thunder and Fire Hybrid Magic, Thunder and Flame Twin Devour, seems to require gathering red flames in the left hand and lightning in the right. But I only have one arm now, so how can I cast this powerful and terrifying magic?

Without this Thunder and Fire Hybrid Magic - Thunder and Flame Twin Devour, how can I defeat the Black Dragon God again and avenge my father and mother, who were killed?

Damn, really hateful.

At that moment, tears of indignation welled up in my eyes. Yes, these were not tears of pain, but tears of anger, hatred, and resentment at being unable to avenge my father and mother.

Gradually, just when the pain had become unbearable, with sweat beading on my forehead and back, a miracle occurred.

I can no longer feel pain in my wound...

Does this mean I'm going to die?

However, my mind was very clear, yes, very clear, much clearer than during the previous battle.

When I looked at my arm, I was somewhat surprised...

My blood is no longer blood red; instead, it has turned black.

Black blood?

This makes me laugh; how could a human possibly have black blood, yet this black blood possesses considerable power…

Could this be the power I've been hiding all along?

The power that Little White and the others have always feared and been terrified of has finally materialized.

Heh, I don't know which deity bestowed this power upon me, but let me make good use of it.

As I spoke, I turned my gaze to the corpse bear whose body I had cut in half.

After all, they evolved from the undead race, so there's no way I could kill them so easily.

Since you're so hard to kill, then I'll make you my test subject for what I believe to be dark magic, and see if it's as powerful as I imagine.

In an instant, the black blood spurting from the ground began to expand, transforming into an enormous hand that lunged at the corpse bear that was still trying to crawl towards me.

Since I cut open half of the corpse bear's abdomen, it's impossible for it to stand up now. If it wants to move quickly, it must wait for its wound to heal.

Unfortunately, it couldn't quickly recover this powerful magic, so the corpse bear was simply devoured by the "black hands" of its den.

However, after the corpse bear was swallowed, I never expected it would be able to crawl out.

Unfortunately, it struggled and thrashed about as if it were drowning, and it was clear that it hadn't completely sunk and couldn't climb out.

Since that's the case, I'll help you out.

Suddenly, in my mind, I imagined this pool of black blood as countless black thorns, the kind of attack that wood-attribute magic can unleash with countless piercing strikes.

Sure enough, just as I wished, it transformed from a pool of black water that could drown a corpse bear into dozens of seemingly highly penetrating black thorns.

Then he directly buried the corpse bear, which had returned to the ground.

No matter how powerful a creature is, it would surely die if it were stabbed like that, because the piercing power of this thing is basically to completely penetrate. In the end, the corpse bear was riddled with holes, with dozens of black thorns piercing through its body, and then it hung straight up on the thorns.

It seems that this dark magic is truly something I can cast at will. It can transform into any attack I want. Really... this magic does seem a bit too extreme in this world!

However, given this situation, killing the Goddess of Darkness, Emma Fite, should be no problem.

At this moment, I struggled to get up from the ground. The loss of my left arm no longer hurt at all, and the dark magic had completely sealed my wound, so it no longer bled.

I quickly stretched out two of my fingers, lifted them up, and then slid them down forcefully.

These dozens of black thorns turned back into a pool of black blood, and the now motionless corpse bear fell directly into it and disappeared completely.

If I'm not mistaken, this corpse bear has already been devoured by my dark magic, Black Blood.

Before long, the black blood seemed to have grown larger, and I could control it even more effectively.

In other words, this black blood can not only devour, but also devour living beings to become stronger. It seems to be a very powerful ultimate move.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that instead of breaking the seal on the light attribute magic, it would activate the magic hidden within you. No... this thing doesn't seem to be dark magic either."

At this moment, the Goddess of Darkness, Emmafit, carefully observed my magic, and then frowned, as if she had never seen such an unusual magic before.

"Not dark magic?"

"Of course, dark magic can't just manipulate shapes at will. However, this magic will not only consume your magic power, but also your life force. Ivy, I advise you not to use it, otherwise, you really will die."

"Ruthless, since you have ruined my only chance to defeat the Black Dragon God and sever my fusion magic, Thunder and Flame Devour, you shall become a sacrifice to my black blood, and be immersed in this eternal dark space."

Yes, I can't think calmly anymore, because it's like someone in my mind is telling me to kill her. So what if she's a goddess? What difference does it make if I kill her?

Since that's the case, I'll kill it. After all, its summoned beast severed my arm, so it has to pay the price.

As I was thinking, I dropped the Aurora Blade from my hand, stretched out my only remaining right hand, and aimed it directly at the Goddess of Darkness, Emmafit.

Chapter Fifty-One: The Flower of the Underworld Blooms

In an instant, the pool of black blood turned into hundreds of black thorns. That's right, it was no longer just a few dozen thorns; after devouring the corpse bear, there were many more.

At this moment, these hundreds of black thorns, like a volley of arrows, rushed towards the goddess of darkness, Emmafit, without any mercy.

But the goddess of darkness, Emmafit, remained completely unperturbed, flapping her black wings and standing there motionless, though a strange smile lingered on her face.

Could it be that she can dodge my attack of hundreds of black thorns?

Ha, how could that be? This ultimate move of mine is not something that can be blocked by ordinary means. Even the Black Dragon God might get riddled with holes if he encountered this move.

Why didn't she hide? Did she give up resisting?

Just as those hundreds of black thorns were about to pierce her, the goddess of darkness, Emma Fite, moved at a speed that even the naked eye could not detect, making a high-speed movement in the air.

It really is true... not a single shot hit the mark...

However, this only fueled my anger, because, to be honest, I was no longer in control of my emotions.

"If that's the case, how are you going to dodge?"

As I spoke, I clenched my fist, and the hundreds of black thorns reformed, transforming into a giant black flower bud.

"This is……?"

However, the usually calm Goddess of Darkness, Emma Fite, couldn't help but frown, as if she sensed that my move was quite ominous.

That's right, it's very bad, because this move will definitely send you back to the heavens.

"The flower of the underworld, bloom."

Since I don't have two arms, I could only swing my only left arm wildly.

In an instant, the black flower bud seemed to be awakened by my thoughts, and began to slowly awaken and bloom.

"I never expected her to be the Flower of the Underworld, Ivy, you really are..."

Finally, the goddess of darkness, Emmafit, who had shown no will to fight, raised her arm high, and three layers of black magic circles appeared in her palm.

"Dark Annihilation Mixed Wound Blade!"

Instantly, hundreds of black light blades, comparable to the ones I had just seen, were summoned and appeared above her head.

As expected, goddesses don't need spells to cast magic.

I actually thought goddesses needed spells to cast magic, but that's a bit far-fetched, because they all have their own abilities, so they don't need spells or blessings at all.

The reason why it is so difficult for us humans to defeat them is that they not only possess extraordinary magical power, but also magic that does not require chanting.

With just these two points, it's simply impossible to win.

But I am the same now. I also possess powerful magic and spells that don't require chanting, so it's not impossible for me to defeat it.

At this moment, countless black blades were launched directly at the flower bud of the Netherworld Flower, which was formed from my black blood and was about to bloom.