Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Holy Descent! The Dragon King Was Stunned!

What kind of figure was that?

It was impossible to describe with words.

When Mophis walked out from that deep darkness, bathed in the sacred pillar of light and epic melody carefully arranged by the Players, it felt as if time and space had been paused.

She wore a simple white dress, the kind she most often wore as a Librarian, clean and plain. Yet at this moment, beneath that ordinary garment, a soft golden radiance—gentle and alive—slowly seeped out from her skin. It made her already fair complexion glow like the finest jade of a divine realm, gleaming with brilliance, sacred and flawless.

Behind her, a pair of delicate wings made of countless overlapping pure white feathers gently unfurled. They were not material, more like an illusion formed of light and faith. With every faint movement, they scattered flecks of golden light into the air, like the breath of fairies.

Her long, ink-black hair shimmered faintly with a silver halo under the glow. Her silver eyes were as cold and detached as ever, as if they reflected the silence of stars and eternity. She simply stood there quietly, step by step, walking down the stairs. That slender and fragile figure radiated a presence beyond words.

It was not oppression of strength, but an ultimate beauty—a beauty transcending the mortal and the worldly, one that made souls tremble and feel ashamed of their own unworthiness.

Someone, voice trembling, blurted out those words in the public channel.

In an instant, tens of thousands of Players, those LSP who had been cheering wildly just moments before, all fell silent.

They had imagined countless times what the “decisive weapon” would look like on their wife. Sexy, seductive, ascetic. But none had expected that when it truly appeared, it would present a scene so holy, so pure, that not a single profane thought could arise—an untouchable divine painting.

【LaceSupremacy】 stared blankly at that figure, feeling as though her heart might stop beating. What she had designed was not lingerie. She had designed… a goddess walking upon the earth.

【TakeMeForADrive】 was trembling all over with excitement. As he watched the subtle ripples of the halo flowing along Mophis’s curves with each step, he felt as though all his lifelong mastery of rune craft had reached its ultimate sublimation in this very moment.

“Record it! Hurry, record it!”

“Video! Video team! I want a full 360-degree recording, no blind spots! This is the most divine CG I’ve ever seen in my life!”

“Screenshot! My hands are shaking! Someone press the screenshot key for me, dammit!”

After a moment of silence came an even more frenzied commotion, voices suppressed but burning with madness. Countless Players frantically activated their recording functions, desperate to preserve this moment that deserved to be carved into gaming history forever.

At the very front stood the Golden Dragon King, Ignis—completely dumbfounded.

Her golden pupils, always overlooking all life with disdain, were now locked, unblinking, upon that slender figure stepping out from the fortress gates.

As a dragon who had lived for millennia, as the greediest being in this world, Ignis had seen countless “treasures.”

Diamonds like the “Heart of the Deep Sea” that could buy a kingdom. The “Tear of Starlight,” nurtured for ten thousand years by the elves. The “Heart of the Mountain” scepter forged with the blood and soul of a Dwarf King.

For such treasures, she had destroyed nations, burned forests, and leveled mountains. To her, everything in the world was measured in “value.” And she was the final owner of all value.

But this before her… what was it?

Even with her vast knowledge, she could not define this “human.”

That gentle light soothed the savagery in her soul.

That sacred aura gave her heart—parched by millennia of slumber—an unprecedented… peace.

It was not magic. It was not divine art. It was something more primal, a force that struck directly at the soul.

Her greedy nature screamed madly inside her.

But this time, it was not to “devour.”

It was a stronger, more domineering desire—“to possess”!

Turn her into a treasure belonging only to herself! Lock her away in the deepest, most lavish vault, and let her light shine for her alone!

That thought swept through Ignis’s soul like a wildfire.

She forgot why she had come. She forgot the so-called “meal.” She forgot the tens of thousands of ant-like humans.

In her world, only one figure remained—that holy and beautiful form walking slowly toward her.

Ignis opened her mouth, her metallic, authoritative voice carrying for the first time a faint dryness.

She looked at the girl who had reached the foot of the steps, now less than a hundred meters away. Her golden pupils burned with an unprecedented scrutiny, confusion, and… a possessiveness so strong it nearly overflowed.

This question, brimming with draconic arrogance and bluntness, shattered the eerie silence.

Mophis stopped walking.

She raised her head, her cold silver eyes finally meeting those molten golden pupils in the air.

That was the only thought in Mophis’s mind.

Even though 【Compassion of the Seraph】 shielded her from most of the dragon’s might, just locking eyes with that gaze made her soul tremble.

It was a suppression at the level of life itself. Like a helpless rabbit caught in the stare of a primordial beast.

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Don’t joke. In the next second, she’d be dissolved by the dragon’s saliva.

While her mind went blank and her limbs turned cold, the public channel had already exploded.

“It’s happening! The duel of the century!”

“‘What are you?’ Damn, Dragon King, this line is straight out of a CEO drama!”

“How will wife answer? How will she answer?!”

“Quick! Script team! Where’s the ‘Saint’s Admonition’ speech we practiced earlier? Send it to wife!”

Mophis could not see the Players’ chatter.

She only knew that if she didn’t speak now, disaster might fall upon her in the next second.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, her mind racing.

Her opponent had asked what she was.

It was a question full of disdain and scrutiny.

She could not say she was “human”—too weak.

Nor could she fabricate a divine identity—that would be too false and easily seen through.

So what should she say?

At that moment, the third effect of the “decisive weapon,” 【Goddess’s Compassion】, quietly activated.

【Goddess’s Compassion: A manifestation of faith. When the wearer holds the faith of ‘protection,’ this effect activates. The wearer’s charm rises to the ‘conceptual level,’ and every word, every movement, carries the power of ‘divine persuasion’…】

The only thought in Mophis’s heart now was to protect the Forgotten Library, to protect her own fragile life.

This faith was pure and powerful beyond measure.

And so, under everyone’s gaze, she slowly opened her mouth.

Her voice was light and soft, carrying a frail weakness, yet with 【Holy Light Affinity】, it echoed clearly in every ear.

“I… am but a guardian.”

“Guarding… the final peace… that you are about to destroy.”