The Exiled Lord: My Maid is a Battle Goddess

Chapter 465: Frenita‘s Retreat

After crushing the corpses beneath her, Ashina wheeled Drakewolf around and charged back into the fight. Using the momentum of her mount, she clashed with Frenita, her ice spear colliding with Frenita’s twin blades and sending sparks flying in every direction.

"Another monster."

Frenita nearly coughed up blood from the impact. Her previous clash with Rosalia had already left her shaken by the woman’s terrifying strength. She never expected that after switching opponents, she would once again find herself completely overpowered in terms of raw strength.

Humiliation, fury, and indignation exploded in Frenita’s chest. She had always been proud of her own strength, and now she let out an angry snort before desperately raising her twin blades to block Ashina’s relentless assault.

Although Frenita barely managed to withstand the dense barrage of spear shadows, she completely overlooked Drakewolf.

"Now!"

Ashina shouted coldly.

Drakewolf, which had been pretending to be an ordinary mount all this time, suddenly flashed with a streak of blood red light. Its enormous claw, thicker than a bear’s paw, slammed forward.

The seemingly simple claw strike struck Frenita squarely in the chest.

Blood exploded from the impact.

Drakewolf bared its teeth in a vicious grin before opening its jaws and unleashing another mass of savage blue flames.

"Divine Skill, Tyrant Iceflame!"

No one could have imagined that, aside from Divine Chosen, another creature could actually use a divine skill.

"You despicable coward! You were hiding a living divine artifact!"

Frenita’s expression changed drastically.

She had assumed that the spear in Ashina’s hands was the divine artifact. She had never imagined that Drakewolf was one as well.

The exploding flames engulfed Frenita’s body. She let out a miserable cry and desperately burst out of the inferno.

Fire was devastating to all carbon based life forms, and Drakewolf’s dragon flames were even more lethal.

"Ow, ow, ow!"

Frenita frantically slapped away the flames clinging to her body. By the time she finally extinguished them, her clothes had been completely burned away, leaving only a few scraps of fabric.

Not wanting to expose herself, she had no choice but to draw upon her rapidly dwindling divine power to weave herself a new set of clothes.

Ashina seized the opportunity. She and Drakewolf attacked from above and below at the same time, instantly leaving several bloody gashes across Frenita’s flawless body.

Frenita secretly cursed herself for recklessly charging so deep into enemy territory.

"Looks like she’s about to trigger her defeat scene."

Phield was greatly encouraged. He shouted triumphantly, "Still feeling cocky? Still want to cut me down?"

That woman had been slaughtering her way through his army earlier. Finally, someone had managed to put a stop to her.

Frenita gritted her teeth as she blocked the attacks.

"You human! Why do you have demi humans, merfolk, and corrupted creatures under your command?"

"That’s simply how things are in Nightfall Domain."

Phield gave her a thumbs up.

"I’ll let you off today. I’ll settle the score with you, you little caterpillar, another day. Hmph."

Frenita bit down hard on the tip of her tongue. The urge to kill drove her to fight Phield to the death, but the last remnants of her sanity desperately suppressed her corrupted instincts.

In the end, she chose to transform into black mist, smashing through the corpses blocking her path and fleeing with all her strength.

"You’re letting me off? I haven’t let you off yet!"

"Ashina, pursue her! Hang her up and give her a thorough beating!"

Phield waved his hand.

"Everyone, advance! Tonight, I’m going to watch Frenita’s defeat scene in Bluewater City."

"If we don’t kill a few of their Divine Chosen and teach them a proper lesson, they’ll keep coming back for us."

"Orders received! Charge! Everyone, charge!"

Ophelia swung her glossy tail as she desperately expanded the Halo of the Mad Dead. At the same time, she transformed the orb in her hand into the soul of a sapphire dragon.

"Tier Two Divine Skill, Sapphire Dragonification!"

The moment the spectral soul wrapped around Ashina, her already terrifying speed surged once again.

"Die!"

The Spear of Frostpierce rapidly condensed in Ashina’s hands. A gigantic ice spear more than ten yards long took shape in an instant, with the phantom of a sapphire dragon coiling around it and greatly amplifying its power.

Ashina hurled it with all her strength.

The enormous piercing spear shot forward with devastating force.

The moment the ice spear left her hands, Frenita sensed the aura of death behind her.

"With that kind of power, how could I possibly stop it?"

Frenita’s legs trembled.

Now she finally understood how Bone Club had been killed in an instant.

If that ice spear struck her directly, there was no doubt that the terrifying energy would tear her body apart from within.

"Exquisite Twin Blades, Disintegrate!"

Frenita did not dare hesitate. The twin blades in her hands shattered, taking the last scraps of her veil with them.

The next moment, blazing demonic flames erupted. The divine artifact transformed into black fire and wrapped itself around Frenita’s flawless body, cleverly covering her like a swimsuit.

"She looks like a cat demi human."

Ashina narrowed her eyes.

The demonic flames happened to outline claws, a tail, and cat ears, giving Frenita an extraordinarily sinister and alluring appearance.

Although she had disintegrated her divine artifact, Frenita had no intention of fighting. Instead, she retreated at an even greater speed.

The ice spear was about to miss.

Then a dragon’s roar erupted from the enemy formation.

The corrupted dragon blasted away the corpses blocking their line of sight. Rosalia casually carried her greatsword as though she were taking a leisurely stroll. She had already forced the enemy’s other Divine Chosen, Stasia, into disintegration and driven her to the brink of defeat.

"Huh? Since when did you two get so good at working together?"

Rosalia was surprised to see the phantom of a sapphire dragon wrapped around the ice spear. Realizing that Ophelia had coordinated with Ashina, she immediately became interested.

"I can’t fall behind either."

With that, the Greatsword of Gluttony unleashed endless chains. Like venomous snakes, they wrapped themselves around Stasia’s slender legs.

"Damn you, filthy bastard! I’ll eat you!"

Stasia struggled desperately, but it was useless.

Rosalia coldly swung her greatsword, sending Stasia flying like a kite with its string cut. Her body shot straight toward the incoming ice spear.

"Rosalia, you bitch! You’re not even worthy of washing my feet!"

Unexpectedly, Frenita, who had already dodged the ice spear, suddenly turned back.

She struck out with one palm, smashing the sapphire dragon phantom wrapped around the ice spear to pieces.

Far away, Ophelia spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it. Tier Two power is still far too weak."

Frenita grabbed Stasia and hurled her away. At the same time, the seductive, languid aura surrounding her completely vanished.

With a terrifying surge of power, Frenita unleashed a furious barrage of palm strikes against the ice spear.

Every single palm strike exploded into a blizzard of ice fragments, like an avalanche crashing apart.

"She actually came back to save her."

Phield frowned.

This was the first time he had ever seen a corrupted creature save another.

Frenita’s aura erupted into the sky as she finally smashed the fully charged Spear of Frostpierce to pieces.

"Huff, huff. I’ve reached my limit."

Although Frenita had forcibly endured Ashina’s divine skill, she was in terrible shape. Her entire body was covered in ice shards, leaving her in a miserable state.

After barely moving a couple of times, Frenita collapsed to her knees, completely exhausted and unable to move.

Everyone from Nightfall Domain was deeply shaken by what they had witnessed.

Even Firomina had dispersed the divine skill she had prepared. She had originally intended to finish Frenita off herself, but after seeing this, her expression turned solemn as well.

"You called me a bitch. Frenita, were you the one who tortured the nuns at the monastery to death?"

Rosalia pointed her greatsword at Frenita, her voice cold.

"And my father. You were the one who killed him."

"I’ve tortured plenty of people to death."

Frenita giggled, her expression eerie and alluring.

"I’ve forgotten, you know. Hehe."