The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix's Novels Also Desires Happiness

The petite and fragile girl erupted with unimaginable strength in this moment.

The pitch-black dagger was stabbed fiercely into the old woman’s body by her. Because she had used too much force, while shoving the old woman to the ground, she herself also pressed down on top of her.

Instantly, Landa shivered.

She suddenly came back to her senses. Only then did she realize just how dangerous she had been a moment ago.

Just a little more, and she would have betrayed Lord Theresa’s request and walked down the wrong path.

That made her even angrier. She directly transformed into a maddened little beast, baring her teeth and grimacing, throwing herself with no regard for anything into attacking this old woman who had blasphemed the light.

Pitch-black blood dyed the earth red, and the old woman’s face grew increasingly pale.

“Cough cough... I never imagined you had already fallen to this extent.”

The old woman coughed blood, shocked and bewildered. She had originally wanted to make a “grand” entrance, yet in this moment, she looked somewhat ridiculous.

However, at the corner of her mouth, a mocking smile still gradually appeared:

“During this period... it seems I was too immersed in the game and careless. But what is even more laughable is all of you. What do you mean, finally able to stand beneath the sunlight? Merely given a bit of brief light, and you think that is eternal? And you even say something about true light? Ridiculous. Truly ridiculous...”

“What... what do you mean?”

Landa’s attacks gradually slowed, because she realized that no matter how she stabbed the dagger into the other party’s body, this old woman showed not the slightest sign of pain.

Even though pitch-black blood had flowed all over the ground, the old woman still stared at her. The traces of a smile revealed on that wrinkled old face made one shudder.

“You have all been deceived. That dragon... will absolutely never let you go. Absolutely.”

“Nonsense. The Pollution in our bodies has already been suppressed. That monster lady won’t attack us anymore. Mr. Muen guaranteed it!”

“Only suppressed... Though I don’t know what kind of enchanting nonsense that outsider called Muen fed her, I do know that just this much is not enough for her to let you go. Perhaps she has only postponed her attack, but one day, she will still kill all of you completely, destroy Annabawei completely, completely... turn everything you value into dust!”

“Why are you so certain?”

Landa gnashed her teeth. “Annabawei is clearly still properly here, and we are properly alive too. Though it is night right now, tomorrow morning, the sun will rise. You talk about destruction... why are you so certain about something in the future?”

“Ha... that question of yours is actually a very good one. Why am I so certain?”

The old woman’s tone was no longer mocking.

Instead, it was filled with sorrow.

Landa froze.

Because the sorrow the old woman revealed in this moment was truly far too familiar to her.

Just now, she had been this sorrowful too.

And what was revealed in the old woman’s deep eyes at this moment was a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times greater than hers!

It was like a deep pool of stagnant water... once you sank into it, you would never float back up again.

“Why am I so certain? Of course I’m certain. In this world, is there anyone more certain than I am? Hehe... the same story has already happened countless times in the hands of that demon who only knows how to kill...”

The old woman tilted her head and looked to the side.

“Wouldn’t you say so, Big Sister Dragon?”

“...”

...

...

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

As the sealed sacred artifact was pulled out, Andri’s already aged face could now be described as withered. Her aura had only been powerful for an instant. Now, she was already far, far from her peak.

Only that night remained deep.

“Next, I will use all of my power to cover Annabawei once again with my night. Then I will fully cooperate with you and separately teleport the Pioneers to each settlement.”

“Mm. We have to rely on the Pioneers to persuade those residents. Otherwise, simple Pollution alone will only float on the surface like it did with Marcie at the very beginning.”

Muen nodded.

Pollution did not need to ask permission, but prayer to an Evil God had to come from the heart.

Otherwise, Evil Gods would not go to so much effort to fool people everywhere.

Fortunately, in Annabawei, the Pioneers’ words were extremely useful.

Muen glanced from the corner of his eye to the side. All the Pioneers had already made their preparations. They would carry the achievement of saving Annabawei and be teleported to every part of Annabawei to proclaim the “greatness” of the Black Sun.

Marcie was also eager to try, but she was pressed back down. Right now, she did not have much fame yet. They could not waste the Goddess of Night’s power.

Because of this, she looked very disappointed and grumbled for a long time.

Alan, on the other side, had also been left behind. His fame was certainly high enough, but an old thing from several hundred years ago suddenly appearing in front of people would be too horrifying. Muen was afraid others would think his Black Sun was some evil, strange thing.

“Then let us begin.”

Time no longer allowed any further delay. After confirming that all the Pioneers had finished preparing for teleportation, the deep night in Andri’s palm suddenly spread open and fused into the true night.

Muen quickly grabbed her hand. This hand was ice-cold, withered and thin, completely different from Marcie’s hand that was full of vitality. The moment he touched it, Muen felt only a dead, icy stillness like an oil lamp whose fuel had burned out.

“I cannot hold on for long, so be quick.”

“Understood.”

Muen withdrew his consciousness. In his mental space, the Black Sun rolled forward.

Boom!

A tremendous shock sounded beside his ears, like the firmament shattering. But in the real world, all things remained silent. Only the vast black flames soundlessly merged into the black night Andri had unfolded, spreading toward the whole of Annabawei.

Muen’s consciousness also merged into that black night. He felt his perspective rapidly rise and pull away, looking down from high above upon the entire desolate land.

Annabawei appeared in full within his field of vision. Its shape was like an oval with somewhat irregular edges. There were no especially tall mountains, yet nearly half of its terrain was a complex web of mountainland.

The mountains isolated one settlement after another, making the transmission of information here extremely slow. Many places could already be called cut off from the world, only lonely and bitterly enduring through the black night.

Fortunately, according to Marcie, after the Pioneer system had been perfected a hundred years ago, the City-State United Pioneering Association had specifically built one basic information route after another deep into the mountains. Every year, or every two or three years, the deeds of Pioneers and the progress of pioneering were passed to these places. At the same time, they also selected suitable candidates from various regions to become Pioneers.

They had been born in the black night, but at the very least, they had to be given hope to wait for the light.

“But this time, it is true hope. There is no more falsehood.”

Muen murmured, somewhat clumsily controlling the black night. Using the power of the Goddess of Night, he teleported the Pioneers one by one to those places.

At the same time, his black-flame Pollution was already ready at every moment to follow the black night and silently seep into every resident of Annabawei...

“Next, all that remains is a brief wait.”

After a round of busyness, the work belonging to Muen was complete. What remained could only depend on those Pioneers.

No matter what, the Pioneers’ fooling... no, preaching would still require some time. The Pollution Muen had planted could also only activate after they prayed. Right now, his consciousness could only wander idly above Annabawei, using this to pass the free time.

During that time, he also saw Rabuya. He saw the city that had already become ruins, and Theodore, who was already dead.

Emotion stirred in his heart.

“Hm?”

At this moment, Muen heard Andri beside him let out a startled cry.

“What is it?” Muen hurriedly asked.

“Something is strange.” Andri’s tone was clearly somewhat tense. “I sensed a familiar aura.”

“A familiar aura?”

Muen was completely confused. From his current black night perspective, he roughly knew that Miss Andri could use this method to constantly watch the whole of Annabawei. To her, who here was not familiar? How could there still be...

“Not Annabawei. A familiar aura from eight hundred years ago!”

Andri said, “It may be someone who escaped from Tars together with me!”

“What!”

“...”

In this moment, Muen realized something and quickly pulled his attention away from overlooking Annabawei, looking to the side.

Sure enough, upon the false divine throne, Miss Dragon opened her eyes once again.

Her golden pupils were majestic and cold.

...

...

“Big Sister Dragon?”

A trace of bewilderment flashed through Landa’s eyes. She had not yet managed to understand the meaning of the old woman’s words, and even less did she know who the latter half of the sentence was directed at. She only felt a chill suddenly sweep over her entire body.

When she raised her head again, she discovered that her location was no longer the mountain ravine where she had been burying Lord Theresa, but back in the previous valley.

Beside her were Mr. Muen and the Goddess of Night.

Mr. Muen’s eyes were wide, his expression shocked... then solemn.

As for the Goddess of Night beside him, the sacred artifact in her chest had already been removed. The hollow wound continuously flowed with blood and life force. She looked even older, like an old tree that might wither away at any moment.

Only in this moment, she had no spare attention to care about any of that. Her eyes shimmered with hazy night as she looked at Landa in horror... or rather, at the old woman pinned beneath Landa.

And in the more distant place, upon the divine throne the same color as the night, the monster lady who could easily destroy Annabawei also slowly opened her eyes.

Those golden eyes, which made people not dare look directly at them, lowered and fell coldly upon the old woman brought here by the night.

So the words “Big Sister Dragon” had been calling her.

Landa came to a sudden understanding.

For a time, the valley was excessively quiet. It was clearly the Goddess of Night who had used her power to bring both her and this old woman here, yet no matter who it was, in this moment, no one actually took the initiative to speak.

“Landa!”

Only then did Marcie rush over in a flurry of panic.

“What happened? I saw Muen’s expression suddenly change just now, saying there was an enemy... where exactly is the enemy...”

Marcie pulled Landa up, worriedly looking her over from left to right. Only after confirming there was nothing wrong with Landa did she move her gaze away from her and let it fall upon the old woman on the ground.

Then her expression changed abruptly, as if she had been struck by lightning.

“G-Grandma?”