My Family in the Novel?

Chapter 284: Holy war 22

Still in a hazy state from the sudden pain and the resurgence of her powers, Elena grabbed onto Adrian's chest, her breaths coming in haggard gasps.

She struggled to contain the turmoil inside her—a mixture of intense pain, sudden pleasure, and overwhelming relaxation. She couldn't quite put into words what was happening to her.

"A-Adrian, what's happening to me?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Calm down, Elena. Just keep breathing. Don't worry; it will all be over soon," Adrian reassured her, his voice gentle yet firm.

Despite the seals being lifted, the damage to her soul was still substantial.

Adrian knew this and continued to pour his divinity into her, meticulously repairing the broken parts.

Each surge of his divine energy was carefully controlled, ensuring that only the pure power of light was transferred to her, avoiding the void of darkness that also resided within him.

Elena's body trembled as waves of energy coursed through her.

She clung to Adrian, feeling the warmth of his light battling against the remnants of the seals that had once suppressed her powers.

The process was both excruciating and euphoric, a cleansing fire that burned away the impurities and left her feeling more whole than she had in a long time.

Adrian's brow furrowed in concentration.

He could sense the intricate networks of her soul, the places where the seals had left scars, and he worked diligently to mend each one.

His hands glowed with a soft, golden light as he channeled his divinity into her, his touch gentle yet unwavering.

Handling matters regarding souls was already complicated enough, but meticulously separating what's harmful and not made Adrian's already hard job harder than it is as he had to intricately separate his dark energies and re-transform it into light.

As he had already absorbed divinities of that nature, replicating its energies was easy for Adrian now… but even still, replicating it and putting it into somebody else were two entirely different things.

Adrian's concentration was unwavering. He was not just transferring energy; he was redirecting his own divine essence while simultaneously fixing and healing Elena.

This delicate operation required a level of precision and instinct that left no room for error.

Each second was critical, and with every moment that passed, the powers kept within her burst forth more violently.

The entire area around them was turning into a seething pit of energy.

The ground beneath their feet started to melt, the trees around them began to smolder, and even the air itself felt like it was ablaze.

Elena's divine powers of the sun were slowly spiraling out of control, threatening to consume everything in their vicinity.

"Hnng~!" Elena groaned, her body trembling under the immense pressure.

"Just a little more, Elena," Adrian said, his voice steady despite the chaos around them. He could feel the intense heat radiating from her, and he knew that he had to act quickly.

Adrian's hands glowed brighter as he poured more of his purified light into her, fighting to stabilize the surging energy.

His face was a mask of concentration, beads of sweat forming on his brow.

He could sense the intricate weave of her soul, the places where the seals had left scars, and he worked diligently to mend each one.

His touch was gentle yet unwavering, his determination unshakable.

Elena's cries of pain were heart-wrenching, but Adrian knew he couldn't stop. He could see the end in sight, the point where her powers would be fully stabilized, and she would be whole again. He just needed to hold on a little longer.

The air around them shimmered with intense heat, the very fabric of reality seeming to warp under the strain.

But Adrian's light never faltered.

He was like a beacon of hope in the midst of a storm, his divinity pushing back against the chaos.

With every ounce of strength Adrian had, he maintained an unyielding focus, pouring his entirety into the delicate process of stabilizing Elena's chaotic energy.

He ignored the shimmering, radiant energy surrounding her, which by this point was potent enough to obliterate a high-ranking demon in one go.

Time seemed to stretch; what were minutes felt like hours as he worked tirelessly.

Adrian's face was etched with concentration, his glowing hands a testament to his unwavering resolve.

He could feel the intricate dance of power within Elena, the divine essence slowly coming under control.

The area around them pulsed with heat and light, but Adrian's divinity acted as a shield, preventing the destructive energy from causing further harm.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Adrian felt the surge of energy within Elena begin to calm.

He gently withdrew his hands from her stomach, the last of his healing light fading away as her energy stabilized. The intense heat dissipated, and the air around them began to cool.

"It's over now… you're okay," he reassured her softly, pulling her into a gentle embrace. His touch was comforting, a promise of safety and protection.

Elena's body relaxed against him, her energy completely spent from the ordeal.

Her eyes drooped with exhaustion, the toll of the intense healing process evident in her weakened state.

She managed a faint smile, her gratitude clear despite her weariness.

"Thank you, Adrian," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

She wanted to say more, to express the depth of her relief and love, but her strength failed her.

Before she could utter another word, Elena's eyes closed, and she slumped into Adrian's chest, succumbing to a deep, exhausted sleep.

Adrian held her tightly, his heart filled with a mixture of relief and determination.

He knew that this battle was far from over, but for now, Elena was safe. That was all that mattered.

Adrian carefully lifted Elena into his arms, cradling her gently as he moved to a more secluded and secure area within the garden.

He created a protective barrier of light around her, ensuring that no harm could come to her while she rested.

The shimmering dome of divine energy cast a warm glow, a beacon of hope in the midst of chaos.

He watched her for a moment, his expression softening as he took in her peaceful, sleeping face. "Rest for now, my Elena" he murmured.

"Let me handle the rest."

Although Elena was already asleep when he said those words, she smiled gently, as if somehow hearing him even in her deep slumber.

Looking at her peaceful expression, Adrian sighed in relief.

Her soul had sustained no lasting damage, and if anything, she looked healthier and more serene than the average human.

Saintesses like her had the innate ability to purify their souls, but seeing her fall into such an exhausted sleep, Adrian couldn't help but muse, 'I guess it was a bit too much for her to handle all at once.'

Gently, he lifted her into a princess carry, cradling her with care as he walked away from the blazing area.

Despite the inferno surrounding them, Elena remained untouched by the flames, thanks to the radiant divine energy of the sun enveloping her body.

The golden light shimmered around her, creating a protective barrier that kept her safe.

Adrian, being a higher being, was also unaffected by the fire, but he could feel the intense divine energy around her.

It contradicted his very existence, threatening to erase him if he let his guard down.

In his past, weaker self, he would have been obliterated by this power.

But now, with his newfound strength and resolve, he managed to withstand it, focusing solely on ensuring Elena's safety.

'Good job, it seems Elena is fine.'

'Yes… for now, that is. I still have a lot to ask her later, but for now, I have to take her to a safe place… Can you open a portal now, sis?'

'Nn~!'

With his sister's telepathic message, a black dot appeared near them. Moments later, it expanded, forming a black portal with golden hues surrounding it. From this portal emerged two individuals who immediately bowed before him.

"My lord…"

"Master."

The two beautiful women, Sasha and Schwi, lowered their heads gracefully, lifting the hems of their skirts and dresses in a formal gesture.

Their red eyes scanned the surroundings, assessing the situation while they awaited Adrian's instructions.

"Be at ease," Adrian said, prompting the two to cease their respectful gestures and instead focus their attention on the sleeping Elena.

"Is the lady alright?" Sasha asked, her concern evident. Schwi shot her a glare for what she perceived as rudeness, but Adrian merely scoffed and reassured the anxious vampire.

"Yes, she's alright. Did you prepare her bed?"

"Yes, as you've instructed. We made sure the new room she's being put in is perfectly compatible with her energy outputs right now," Schwi replied, her tone steady and reassuring.

"Good…" Adrian nodded in satisfaction before walking forward and entering the portal. Although he still had unfinished business here, that could wait for now.

Judging from the remaining energy signals he was detecting, the enemies were down to their final straws. Joining the battle now would be pointless.

Besides, as creatures of the night, the moment he handed over Elena to Schwi and Sasha, the two vampires' lives would be at risk. They were his most loyal servants, and he had to ensure their safety just as much as Elena's.

"You two stay here and help out Elizabeth in cleaning up the remaining doves," Adrian said before stepping fully into the portal.

"As you wish," the two responded simultaneously, bowing their heads as they watched Adrian's figure disappear into the portal.

Once he was gone, Schwi turned to Sasha with a stern look. "Sasha, do I really need to keep reminding you about your manners?"

"I'm sorry, my lady," Sasha replied, her voice soft and apologetic.

Schwi sighed, her expression softening. "Just be more careful. Our master relies on us, and we can't afford any mistakes, especially not now."

"I understand. It won't happen again," Sasha promised, determination gleaming in her eyes.

Although Schwi clearly doubted her, she just shook her head. No matter how many times it had been, Sasha always made the same mistake. After sighing for a bit, Schwi turned her attention back to the ongoing war once again.

"Let's go. It seems our progenitor is busy having fun with two seraphs, and the other doves are taking advantage of it and trying to escape."

"Okay~" Sasha replied, her tone light but her expression serious.

Their master had given them one clear order before coming here: not to let anyone escape.

Honestly, even if Adrian hadn't told them this, they weren't planning on letting anyone come out of this dimension alive.

The battlefield was a chaotic maelstrom of clashing forces. Angels and demons fought fiercely, each side determined to annihilate the other.

Amidst this chaos, Elizabeth, the progenitor of vampires, was locked in a fierce battle with two powerful seraphs.

Though it seemed as though she was mostly playing with them than actually having an actual battle.

Her laughter echoed through the air as she effortlessly dodged their attacks, her movements a blur of grace and deadly precision.

Seeing this the two nodded.

Schwi and Sasha moved with purpose, their eyes scanning the battlefield.

They were the epitome of elegance and lethality, their presence commanding respect and fear.

As they approached the fray, they saw angels attempting to flee the dimension, hoping to escape the inevitable defeat.

Schwi's eyes narrowed. "We can't let them get away," she said, her voice cold and determined.

Sasha nodded, her playful demeanor replaced with a steely resolve. "Let's make sure none of them escape."

With that, they sprang into action. Schwi's movements were swift and precise, her blade slicing through the air with deadly accuracy.

Each strike was calculated, each movement efficient. Angels fell before her, their attempts to flee thwarted by her relentless pursuit.

Sasha, on the other hand, moved with a fluid grace, her attacks imbued with an almost artistic flair.

She danced through the battlefield, her movements mesmerizing as she dispatched enemy after enemy.

Her eyes sparkled with a mix of determination and enjoyment, reveling in the chaos of the fight.

The angels, realizing the futility of their escape attempts, turned to face their pursuers. But it was too late.

Schwi and Sasha were unstoppable forces, cutting through their ranks with ease. The air was filled with the sounds of battle, the clash of weapons, and the cries of the fallen.

As they fought, the sisters communicated seamlessly, their coordination flawless. They covered each other's backs, their attacks synchronized perfectly. It was a deadly ballet of destruction, each movement bringing them closer to fulfilling their master's command.

In the midst of the chaos, Schwi glanced at Sasha. "Stay focused. We can't afford any mistakes."

Sasha smirked, her eyes gleaming with determination. "Don't worry. I've got this."

Together, they continued their onslaught, their presence a beacon of dread for their enemies.

The battlefield, once filled with at least the smallest hopeful cries of angels, now completely sunk, a scene of devastation and despair. None would escape their wrath.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth continued to toy with the seraphs, her laughter a haunting melody amidst the carnage.

She glanced over at Schwi and Sasha, a proud smile on her lips as she witnessed their prowess.

"Well done, my darlings" she murmured to herself before refocusing on her opponents.

'It seems there were some progressive bunch in my race~ how i wish they were connected to me~'

With the battlefield firmly under their control, Schwi and Sasha ensured that no angel would live to see another day.

Their master's will had been executed flawlessly, and the enemies lay defeated.

The dimension, once a place of hope for the angels, was now their final resting place.

"You fucking blood-sucking demon!!!" Marvey screamed in frustration, his voice hoarse with rage and desperation.

He could do nothing about the searing pain radiating from the unhealing wound on his shoulder.

The injury was not only crippling him but also leaving his brother, Marvey, with no choice but to stay by his side to ensure he didn't succumb to the deadly wound.

The situation was dire.

Marvey's divine powers were significantly weakened, and the celestial energy that usually flowed through him was disrupted, making it impossible for him to heal himself.

Harvey, sensing the severity of his brother's condition, remained close, his eyes never leaving the taunting figure before them.

Elizabeth, the vampire queen, stood a few meters away, a smug smile playing on her lips. Her eyes gleamed with malicious delight as she watched the two angels struggle.