On this rainy night, Ti Mo, crying, found Furenna, who was worried about how to use haystacks to block the rainwater.
“What’s wrong with your mother?!”
The broken, intermittent words amidst Ti Mo’s loud crying struck Furenna, who still harbored naive fantasies, like a thunderbolt. She had thought honestly showing weakness, being well-behaved, would be enough. Even if so many wanted to kill her, it was fine. But…
“Waaah! Mama… just now, a man broke into our home… grabbed Mama and asked about you, Sister… Mama wouldn’t tell… so he… he killed Mama! Waaah! Aaah!”
The torrential rain mixed with Ti Mo’s tears, flowing down her still very young face. Ti Mo’s heart-rending cries made Furenna’s body, which hadn’t trembled even fighting the Demon King, unable to restrain itself from trembling now.
She could only gently hold Ti Mo into her frail arms, doing her best to comfort the child who had lost her mother.
She had lost her father in the war against the demons. Just now, she lost her mother. Now, the poor Ti Mo was truly all alone.
Furenna’s hand pressed against Ti Mo’s forehead. Magic power seeped into Ti Mo’s body, reading her memory.
Without hesitation, Furenna picked up Ti Mo, using full speed to dash through “Falling Star Village.” At some unknown point, the village streets were already completely empty, leaving only the sound of rain and the tearing wind ripping through the rain curtain. Furenna ran straight to the village chief’s house entrance. The village chief seemed to know something in advance, standing at the door waiting for Furenna.
“You cannot enter.”
“I understand. But the child is innocent.”
The village chief looked at the young heroine before him—her upper body soaked by rain, lower body splashed with mud from moving at extreme speed, her cheeks indistinguishable between rain, sweat, or tears. He silently took Ti Mo into his arms.
“Sister! Sister, where are you going?”
Ti Mo was handed to the village chief’s arms, but her small hands still desperately clutched Furenna’s sleeve. Her childish little face was full of tears. She was so afraid, afraid the Heroine Sister would also die.
“Don’t be afraid, Ti Mo. Sister will go avenge your mother.”
“Listen to Grandpa Village Chief, Ti Mo.”
“I’ll be back soon.”
Furenna pulled away and left. Her outfit, under the effect of magic, changed into silver-white armor. Ti Mo’s little hands swayed in the rain, but couldn’t grasp Furenna’s gradually blurring back.
The Heroine’s amber eyes finally ignited with flames of anger. Even if just a momentary loss of control, it was enough to support her completing this revenge.
Swish, swish, swish—
Under the cover of night and rain, arrows, enhanced to the extreme by alchemy, tore through the air, surrounding Furenna.
Furenna didn’t care. She needed to leave the village immediately. She couldn’t stay here anymore.
The arrows automatically shattered the moment they entered Furenna’s vicinity, falling helplessly into the mud. But the attacks didn’t stop. Waves of arrow rain poured down, quickly leaving behind muddy ground littered with fragments.
Furenna reached the “Falling Star Village” village gate. The girl turned back one last time to look at this starting point of her “birth,” the place she had lived for over a month. Then, without looking back, she charged towards the nearby mountain forest.
“Stop her!!! Don’t let her escape!”
On the main road outside the village entrance, a group of seventh-tier mages suddenly leapt out. Furenna mocked herself inwardly. So, even emptying the Mage Association’s reserves, they wanted to kill her.
The leading mage was a familiar figure to Furenna—a former member of the Heroine’s party, the eighth-tier mage Enoch, achieved at a young age. They had lain in ambush for a long time here, precisely to prevent Furenna from escaping into the deep mountains and forests.
“Great Creator Goddess, grant us fervent power of flame! Divine Flame, Formless!”
Accompanied by Enoch’s chant, aided by the group of seventh-tier mages behind him, a massive crimson flaming arrow crossed space, exceeded the speed of sound, and shot straight at Furenna. The rainwater in the surrounding air was instantly evaporated. Space burned and shattered like paper.
“I have no intent to fight you.”
Furenna had no extra movements, no chanting any magic spells. She merely raised her hand, clenched her fist, and threw a punch.
The eighth-tier grand flame magic instantly collapsed. The girl grabbed the arrow’s remnants, scattering them toward the mages, forcing them into panic as they hastily erected defensive magic. Furenna accelerated and broke through the defensive line of the top-tier mages. The entire engagement did not even exceed 5 seconds.
“Damn it! After her!”
Enoch’s expression darkened, calling the still-mobile mages to chase after Furenna’s figure, while using a magic communication crystal to warn farther ambushes.
“Target breached the blockade, heading towards the alchemist encirclement! Repeat, target breached mage blockade, heading towards the alchemy encirclement!!!”
Furenna’s speed did not slow at all, continuing to break through toward the distance. If she stayed in “Falling Star Village,” the war flames would only burn that small village. The village chief and Ti Mo’s safety would be impossible to guarantee. So, Furenna could only choose to break out, run as far as possible, leave the sphere of influence of the royal family and the church—that is, leave human society.
Swoosh!
A capture web made from poisonous spider silk of the magical beast spider Cinder suddenly tore through the air and rain, wrapping toward Furenna. Refined through alchemy, this giant net was extremely sturdy, even more stable than refined steel.
Furenna charged straight toward the giant net, without the slightest intention of retreat, as if the overwhelming net emitting violent corrosive “Sss!” sounds before her did not exist.
The young heroine drew the holy sword at her waist. Her entire silver-white armor also simultaneously emitted gentle radiance. Furenna held the holy sword, slashed once. The giant net before her, upon contacting the blade, was instantly burned to ashes by the massive magic power in the holy sword.
“Stop her!”
The figure of the former Heroine’s party alchemist—the bespectacled girl Sariel—appeared not far away. Alchemy was a technology extended from magic, involving potion refinement and equipment forging. Developed to this point, it had basically detached from magical assistance, purely relying on its own technical principles to produce alchemical effects.
The alchemists, who had long been lying in ambush here, threw prepared potion bottles from their hands. The sealed potion bottles exploded the moment they entered Furenna’s vicinity, under the remote control of the alchemists. The potions fused with each other, producing complex reaction processes. Violent energy and firelight erupted from the small potion bottles, and a massive explosion storm engulfed Furenna.
“Move!”
All eyes fell on the explosion storm. But the young heroine’s figure suddenly burst out from within, without a trace of injury, not even her close-fitting silver armor showed any damage. Furenna shouted in a low voice. The holy sword in her hand burst with intense light. A sword beam flew from the holy sword blade with Furenna’s swing. Sariel’s expression changed drastically, she turned and ran, not even having time to shout for others to flee.
The alchemists who still tried to use defensive alchemical equipment watched helplessly as their proud creations were instantly scrapped in the white sword beam’s flash. Immediately after came searing pain from their bodies, and spurting blood.
“Ahhhh—my hand! Huh?”
“My leg…! It’s okay?”
“I’m not cut in half either?”
The alchemists who failed to escape in time all collapsed to the ground. Before they could begin wailing like ghosts, they discovered that their injuries only looked terrifying, but were actually not severe enough to damage bones or tendons.
Even at this point—with humanity setting traps and ambushes, former teammates hunting her down, everyone aiming for her life—Furenna still did not choose to harm their lives. She didn’t even consider crippling them.
But indeed, at this moment, the killing intent contained in Furenna’s amber eyes was aimed at the final ambush in the distance.
“Everyone ready! The Heroine is coming!”
The former Heroine’s party adventurer muscle-bound youth Kaelar led a group of adventurers coveting Furenna’s sky-high bounty, blocking her here. Behind them was the forest entrance.
“Something… is coming!”
The fully prepared adventurers saw a white streak of light tear through the rain curtain straight toward them.
“It’s the Heroine! Kill her!”
Kaelar, holding two massive spiked maces, charged forward first. The maces ripped through the air with whistling sounds, smashing mercilessly toward Furenna.
The adventurers behind were also desperate criminals. As veterans of the Adventurer’s Association, having reached Platinum rank, the number of lives in their hands could not be few. For a moment, wind-ripping sounds came nonstop. Various weapons wrapped in different magic powers. All the adventurers used their most proud combat techniques. After all, the opponent was the Heroine; they absolutely could not underestimate her.
But what they didn’t know was that Heroine Furenna’s strength was on a completely different level.
“Get out of my way!”
Furenna’s gaze locked onto one figure among the adventurers in the instant of contact. Killing intent burst forth from her amber eyes.
Furenna’s pure white holy sword was suddenly dyed red with light. Flames far surpassing the eighth-tier fire grand magic used earlier by the Mage Association—Divine Flame, Formless—rose from the holy sword.
“Blazing Solar Flame!”
Flames exceeding one trillion degrees cut through space. Kaelar, rushing at the front, could only grit his teeth and raise his maces, trying to block the holy sword that once beheaded the Demon King.
The result was obvious. Not only Kaelar’s maces, but the other adventurers’ weapons melted into nothingness the instant they touched the Solar Flame. The Heroine’s speed was so fast their eyes couldn’t even track her figure. The engagement occurred and the outcome was decided within a second. And their lives were entirely within Furenna’s single thought.
But Furenna didn’t look at them. The crimson holy sword capable of taking their lives, carrying terrifying heat, passed by them. Space shattered under the licking flames. The highest-rank Platinum adventurers collapsed to the ground in agony after being affected by the space rupture, unable to rise again.
Furenna didn’t glance at the others. Because the girl’s target was only that one person. Furenna’s gaze locked onto him—a middle-aged looking adventurer. His original curved blade had already melted. What made him terrified out of his wits was the killing intent in Furenna’s eyes—something he was all too familiar with.
The murderer of Ti Mo’s mother, seen in Ti Mo’s memory, was definitely him. Furenna’s amber eyes reflected his utterly terrified expression. The holy sword slashed down without hesitation.
“Why is she only killing me?”
He had no time to think about this question, hurriedly pulling from his chest a precious scroll engraved with teleportation magic.
This lifesaving treasure cost him a fortune. Not used during the war against demons, but needed in this era of peace. No time to feel heartache now; after all, the scroll was not more valuable than his own life.
Both hands tore open the scroll. Teleportation magic enveloped the adventurer’s body. The murderer’s figure instantly disappeared.
Furenna halted abruptly in mid-air, gripping the holy sword’s hilt. A crimson magic circle formed from condensed magic power beneath her feet. She rotated the blade, plunging the blazing holy sword into space, triggering the magic circle.
The next second, a dazzling pillar of fire shot into the sky in distant space. Kaelar barely lifted his head from the ground. His unfocused eyes saw a figure vanish in the pillar of fire.
This Platinum-rank adventurer never knew until death why he was “specially targeted” by Furenna. Furenna had no intention of giving him the courtesy of dying with understanding.
After killing the murderer, Furenna did not stop, descending to reach the forest entrance, about to rush into the endless mountain range.
“Halt! Heroine Furenna! You think you can escape after killing people?!”
Royal Crown Prince William and Church Saintess Lilith emerged with a large force from the mountains, blocking Furenna, still shamelessly speaking twisted lies.
“Heroine Furenna, you fought passively during the Demon King subjugation! Now you secretly collude with demon remnants, ruthlessly murdering innocent women! Just now, you maliciously killed human compatriots! What crimes do you have to answer for?!”
“Me? Fought passively? Colluded with demons? Killed Ti Mo’s mother?”
Furenna couldn’t believe these were William’s words. She turned to look at Lilith, only to find the other party had already prepared top-tier ninth-tier magic, waiting to fight her.
“Step aside. I have no intention of being your enemy.”
Furenna stepped forward, hoping they would move aside. But Lilith’s ninth-tier grand magic was ready to be unleashed, as if she would attack if Furenna took another step.
“Furenna, come back with us to the royal church to confess your crimes. I can still protect you.”
Crown Prince William’s face was full of fake smiles, wanting to deceive Furenna back to the royal capital.
“And if I say no?”
William maintained his disgusting smile. Lilith and the group of nuns had also prepared top-tier ninth-tier magic.
“Then we can only personally escort you back.”