Chapter 206

These flames didn't hurt me, they made me feel warm. I could feel that they were well-behaved and they would let me manipulate them.

My body was rapidly getting bigger, I thought I was over 50 feet tall and still growing. The wings behind me continued to stretch, causing a hurricane of wind with each swipe.

This was not enough. I was not strong enough to compete with the sea.

I raised my head and shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Dear Moon Goddess, if you can hear my prayer, please lend your power to me. I would give my life, flesh, blood, and soul in exchange for saving all the living beings on this continent!"

Even though dark clouds obscured the moon, I knew it was always there.

The orange-tailed merman in the distance heard my prayer, and he sneered coldly, "You're daydreaming. The moon goddess will not help you. The werewolf has lost the love of the Moon Goddess, just as Lycan was abandoned by the Moon Goddess ten thousand years ago!"

"The world will be flooded by the sea! The old, lower creatures will disappear, and new, smarter, and higher ones will be born! Meet your death!"

He laughed arrogantly and raised a larger wave with his scepter.

Suddenly, a ray of light pierced through the dark clouds and shone down from the sky.

It wasn't sunlight, it was a softer and more accommodating moonlight. It formed a column of light that grew larger and larger, completely unaffected by the rainstorm, and shone on my body.

The moment the light touched me, I felt like I was in the arms of my mother. My eyes burst into tears.

The mother's murmured whispers rang in my ears, "Elizabeth, my child, I will lend you strength. You do not need to pledge your flesh and soul; give me your sorrow and pain."

"Go and fulfill your mission. Do what you think is right. The werewolves live or die, it's all up to you."

And then I felt all this light pour into my body. Every cell of my being was nourished.

I opened my eyes, and light shot out of them.

My body was filled with power, and I felt like I could continue to grow bigger.

I gently cupped the boats that the waves had knocked over. They stayed in my hands like toys. The flames on my skin did not hurt them under my control, they just provided them with warmth.

I placed the boats behind me, where the wind and waves could not hit them.

Then I cupped Caleb, Austin, and Brandon, and I placed them on the plane.

I gently pinched the plane containing my mates and placed them on top of the tallest building in the grassland - the royal library.

"Don't worry, everything will be alright," I said to my mates with a smile.

Suddenly, an ancient book and a rusty broken sword flew out from the top of the library.

I looked at them and felt the familiar scent they gave off. I felt that they belonged to me.

The book fell apart page by page. The paper cracked into pieces, hovered around me like butterflies, and then flew into my brain piece by piece.

Countless words flooded into my mind, and I saw accounts of Lycan, of Lycan's fate 10,000 years ago.

Is this what my previous life, Isabella, experienced 10,000 years ago?

Ten thousand years ago, Isabella hated the world that only gave her harm. When Lycan faced a devastating disaster, she did not choose to save it.

In the end, Lycan became extinct, and Isabella became the last Lycan in the world; she chose to commit suicide, ending her tragic and short life.

The rusty broken sword is what she used to kill herself. It flew into my hand, and under the infusion of my power, the rust faded away and grew in size. It gradually returned to its appearance of 10,000 years ago, sharp and beautiful.

There were two notches in the hilt like something was supposed to be set there.

Suddenly, I heard the orange-tailed merman shouting, "No! No! Don't leave me!"

I saw the purple crystal on top of his scepter fly out. He scrambled to reach out and grab it. He got it. But the green crystal set in the necklace he had around his neck also flew out. This he did not have time to catch.

My sword made a buzzing sound, like it was calling to its child. As if magnetically sucked over, the green crystal flew to the hilt of my sword and embedded itself perfectly in one of the notches.

"Aaaaahhhh-no!"

The orange-tailed Merman let out a wail of pain only to see the purple crystal pierce through his palm and fly toward me. It ended up embedded in another notch in the hilt of the sword.

The golden feather also flew toward me and embedded itself in my wings, and in an instant, my wings turned golden.

I recalled everything. These things all belonged to me. They had belonged to Isabella 10,000 years ago, and now they belong to me.

The storm stopped, and the body of the orange-tailed merman was rapidly getting smaller. He was as weak as an ant in my eyes.

However, the huge waves he had raised earlier could no longer be withdrawn, and they were still closing in on me.

No, to be precise, they were approaching everything behind me that I wanted to protect.

I raised the sword in my hand high, the flames spreading from my skin to the entire blade.

"No more steps forward. Drop dead!"

I yelled and swung my sword hard at the tens of meters high waves.

A huge flame erupted from my sword, and all the seawater that came in contact with the flame turned into steam. The tens-of-meters-high wave was split into two halves by the flame.

"No - no - this can't be - this can't be real - the waves are impossible to be split by a sword-" the Merman yelled like a maniac, refusing to accept this fact.

But he had to accept it.