Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 1273  Are Our Ancestral Teachings Pointless?

Suddenly, Iy'yra spotted two figures in the distance. She couldn't get a clear view of them, but it didn't matter. She charged forward, heading in their direction. Whether they were benevolent enough to grant her aid or malevolent enough to hunt her down—it didn't matter. As long as they bought her another moment to live.

As Iy'yra drew closer, she was able to get a better look at the two figures. They were women dressed in two distinct flower-patterned gowns adorned with golden embroidery that matched each other. On their backs were bright, transparent wings that fluttered gently, scattering starlight-like dust into the air with each movement. Although she couldn't make out their features, their aura felt familiar—similar to the races that had emerged from the Material Realm, but with a slight difference. From what she sensed alone, she could tell they were not weak.

The fact that they weren't Spirit Beasts increased her chances of survival. If there wasn't any other option, she could forge a contract with them, allowing them to borrow her strength. At that moment, all she could hope for was that their power was enough to save her.

The two women noticed her. One of them waved her hand, sending a wave of starlight shooting toward her like a falling star.

Iy'yra's heart tightened, thinking she was about to meet her doom. She changed course, trying to avoid the shooting starlight, but to her shock, it altered its trajectory as well, appearing before her in an instant.

Contrary to her expectations, the starlight didn't strike her. Instead, it passed through both her and the silver-winged rhino that was chasing her.

Suddenly, Iy'yra felt as though the world around her was growing larger. It wasn't immediately apparent, but as the branches and leaves of the trees became more prominent and her talons too small to shatter the surrounding trees upon impact, she realized the truth—the world hadn't grown; she had shrunk.