Strangely, when Michelle flew down to follow, she couldn't find Elara.

Actually, Cyrae was hiding nearby and saw things weren't good. She used illusion magic to move the hurt Elara to the underground space below Tivi Palace. Even a top fighter like Michelle didn't notice and fell for her trick.

This place was the underground jail built under Tivi Palace. Even though Michelle angrily destroyed everything above ground, Cyrae could still focus all her energy on using light healing magic to help Elara.

But Elara was badly hurt. Her whole body was burned, and worst of all, there was a huge cut on her chest so deep you could see bone. She couldn't heal herself at all! Cyrae's little bit of help wasn't enough to make a big difference.

"Forget it, maybe this is my fate. You don't need to keep trying," Elara suddenly coughed up blood. She waved her hand to stop Cyrae from using more useless healing magic. Then, to Cyrae's surprise, she turned into a ball of light that wrapped around Cyrae.

"Instead of dying and wasting all the light magic I've collected in my life, it might mean more to transfer it to you! This is a secret skill our angels have passed down for millions of years. As a new angel, you were so calm when facing Michelle - it really surprised me. Maybe someday, through you, we might see Edenmere rise again!"

Cyrae seemed to hear Elara's voice in her head. When all the light faded and she woke up, Cyrae opened her eyes and was shocked to find she had leveled up!

Two new pairs of wings grew from her back. This meant she had reached the six-wing level!

What Elara did was like passing on her skills before dying. She used the light elements that made up her body to give Cyrae a rare chance to level up.

Even though Elara's ten wings only raised Cyrae by about two wings, which seems inefficient, it was much better than other angels who just fade away into the air when they die. This was because some energy lost in the process of "skill passing".

Most importantly - besides light elements, Cyrae also got a lot of Elara's fighting experience and magic knowledge. These valuable memories didn't make her stronger right away, but they would help her grow in the future.

"This is like inheriting everything from me. Even though it was a bit rushed, by angel rules, from now on you're officially Elara the Fourth! Michelle came to Edenmere to kill me, but from what she says and does, she doesn't seem to hate all angels that much. Plus, you're still not strong enough to fight her. So in the future, you must be patient, be careful, and don't try to fight back. Don't waste your only chance to survive."

This was the last will Cyrae heard. After that, all she saw was the cold floor and Elara the Third's weapon lying there alone - the Apollos Sword.

"No way, you really died just like that? Come on, you're not joking, are you...?" Cyrae didn't expect things to end up like this. When she realized what happened, she was shocked. She sat there for a long time, not able to accept it.

Actually, Cyrae had only been in this world for about a month or two. She did have some feelings for Elara, but not enough for Elara to trust her with everything like this when dying.

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Even though Cyrae helped without hesitation in the dangerous moment, it was just the right thing to do. She never thought she'd get so many benefits from it, even Elara's title.

"Uh, how should I say... Well, I'll accept your kindness for now, but entrusting me the future of all angels seems a bit rushed. How about I find a chance to pass the Elara name to someone else? Oh yeah... of course, an angel more reliable than me. Wouldn't it be better for them to lead the angels to bring Edenmere back?"

She talked to the air for a long time, but got no answer. Cyrae could only smile bitterly as she stood up. She put the Apollos Sword in the storage ring, then walked out of the underground jail.

Outside in Edenmere city, things had mostly calmed down.

The monster army won the war again. Michelle couldn't find Elara the Third, so she just announced she was taking over Edenmere. All angels now belonged to her.

Of course, some still tried to fight back. But the high-level angels left were even weaker. Michelle killed them all without mercy, including high-level ten-wing angels like Elder Meg !

In the end, only the conservative group led by Yvonne survived. They were the first to bow to Michelle and volunteered to calm down the lower-level angels.

With this, the fighting in Edenmere completely stopped. Most of those left were the conservative group and angels below level three. The angel legions stuck in the main world couldn't come back because Edenmere's entrance were closed. They weren't a threat for now.

"Everyone, don't be so scared!" Michelle said. Michelle gathered all the angels who surrendered at the ruins of Tivi Palace. She floated in the air, showing her twelve red wings, and announced loudly:

"Maybe your last queen, Elara the Third, didn't tell you. I, Michelle, am actually the sister of your two ancestors - the Fire Angel. We used to be very close! I only came to Edenmere with my army for one reason. Elara the Third did bad things, working with humans for a long time. This made angels loss in number and close to dying out! I couldn't stand watching her do this, so I had to intervene when the conservative group asked for help..."

"Nonsense! All lies!" Suddenly, a six-wing angel in the crowd couldn't listen anymore. He flew up to the sky, pointed at Michelle, and yelled:

"You know why so many of our angels died! It's because your monsters killed them! Now you're pretending to care, like we're all stupid!"

After saying this, he pulled out his weapon and flew at Michelle without hesitating.

But he only flew about ten meters before a tiny fireball hit him. The small flame touched the angel's body and suddenly blazed up like gasoline, wrapping him in intense fire.

Everyone knows angels' bodies are very good at resisting magic. But this "flame" was clearly too strong for angel magic resistance. Once it stuck to the target, it couldn't be shaken off.

In just a few minutes, the six-wing angel who stood up to fight was burned to mush. He turned into light elements and disappeared without a trace.

"This is a typical follower brainwashed by Elara the Third. Are there any more of you?" Michelle asked, not even looking at him. She looked over the crowd below. Seeing no one else dared to stand up, she continued explaining:

"I've only been in charge of the Dark Continent for a few years. This isn't a secret, everyone knows! So before that, everything the monsters did had nothing to do with me. Are you saying all the useless losses from wars between angels and monsters for hundreds of years are my fault? Think about it - if you just stayed in Edenmere and didn't help humans, would angels be in this bad situation? Isn't this clearly Elara the Third's fault!"

It seemed like Michelle had a point. Even Cyrae, hiding in the crowd, started to doubt.

The other angels felt even more unsure. Actually, whether they should help humans had always been a sensitive topic in Edenmere. The angel leaders just kept it quiet.

But in the noisy crowd, Cyrae noticed some different opinions.

"Tch, this is just killing to show power and making herself look good! This trick only fools the angels in this world. If she's so tough, put away those wings and fight me!"

"Shh, be quiet! Don't let them hear us. Let's just leave!"

These voices sounded familiar. Cyrae's looked for where they came from, and found Feliciara and Nicora hiding in the crowd.

She really didn't expect these two to survive! They had reached four wings early, but compared to Cyrae now, that was way behind.