As Lyra continuously poured her mental power into it, stray beams of light spiraled around the slender blade. At this moment, its surface seemed to contain the essence of all light and heat in the world, the intense radiation forming a dazzling white brilliance capable of blotting out the sky.
Even though it was still daytime, the light emanating from the sword was so blinding that people couldn't open their eyes. Lyra gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and swung the blade toward the foreign princess standing below, her dress fluttering in the wind.
The next instant, a magnificent sword beam descended from the heavens to the earth. The illusory sword shadow carries dazzling, sun-like heat. From Iris's perspective, it was as if she saw a blazing sun plummeting down, every particle except light itself seemed to step aside for this strike, resembling the dawn of creation.
