Chapter 1291: Celestia, The City Of The First Saint

Chapter 1291: Celestia, The City Of The First Saint



"Woah, is that the place?"

In front of Zephyrus field of view, there was a beautiful, yet ancient-looking city carved out of white stone surrounding a huge white tower stretching into the skies.

Surrounding this beautiful city there was an endless sea of colorful flowers up to the eye could see. The only way leading forward was a single road, which he and his entire group had been walking for the last month.

"Yes, that's right," nodded his mother, Faylen, her long blonde hair waving by the wind. "That is the city I've been talking to you about these last weeks... After a whole month of walking and crossing the Heavenly Valley, we're finally here."

"I can't believe it has been a month already!" said Lara. "It went on flying, just walking, cultivating, hunting, eating, and well, sleeping, haha!"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The beautiful and cute goat-kin Anima was surrounded by countless colorful spirits, which to the eyes of her companions' resembled sparkles of light.

"It has been really relaxing, more than I thought..." Mist nodded. "It is a bit weird. I thought we would struggle a bit more, but aside from the first week being a bit exhausting, we got used to the atmosphere rich on spiritual energy and light essence very quickly."

The little Jaw demon had gotten a centimeter taller in this month, Faylen had noticed she was having growth spur, and might not stay looking so small anymore.

"Hahh... Yeah!" nodded Zephyrus. "Though I have to apologize... It might've been because of me that we took so long. If I didn't need to rest so much, we could have advanced much more easily."

"Well, everyone has their own rates of growth, you're much younger than Lara and Mist, my son," said Faylen. "Anyways, welcome to Celestia, the city of the Holy Fairies, or Celestials, as some call them. One of the races closest to the gods."

They walked forward, reaching the golden gates of the beautiful white city, which were closed shut. There was no guardian until someone finally stepped forward, flying down from high above the wall.

"Hal, who dares trespass holy land?"

A tall man descended, with a fortitude appearance, muscular arms, a handsome face, long blonde hair, and bright white wings, they were like the wings of butterflies, but shaped like those of birds, as if they were trying to resemble angels.

Below the reflection of the sun, such wings shone brightly, making the Celestials look as if their wings were made of light.

His silver eyes glanced down at the intruders, his tall figure of over two and a half meters surpassed everyone's height by far.

Celestials were tall people, and also strong, despite being fairies, they were all as mighty in musculature as the Amazonians and could fly like fairies. They were gifted in both physical and magical abilities and could even be considered one of the strongest races in the entire world.

"And an Anima! This might be the first time an Anima is chosen as a hero, I believe... It was often times humans and elves," said the Celestial. "Perhaps the times are changing, and the gods are choosing a higher variety now."

"Um, I suppose," Faylen shrugged. "I've brought the Saintess to do her Trial. Also my son and Mist to attempt it as well, and at least gain some power out of it. They might probably not be able to carry the entire Legacy, but perhaps a part of it."

"T-That's... we would need to consult this with the Matriarch," he sighed. "I have no such authority to give you a confirmation, your majesty."

"It is fine," she said. "So? Will you let us inside?"

"Of course, please follow me," Hendrickson walked into the golden doors, opening them

slowly.

Creaaak...!

The sound of the metallic doors opening reverberated across the entire garden surrounding it, the beautiful city of light shining brightly beneath the eternal sunlight, the children gasping

in surprise.

The buildings were all spire-like, long, and pointy, it was mostly all towers, the celestials flew around, in and out of their towers through many doors.

There were no stairs in this city, made only for people that could fly after all.

The Celestial flew around, many of them noticing the doors finally opening after many years.

"Now, welcome to Celestia! Please, try to use flying spells around here, everything is usually

made for us, so there's no stairs," said Hendrickson.

"Will do," nodded Faylen. "Alright children, let's go."

"Where to?" Zephy wondered.

"To the tower, of course. That is where the Matriarch is."