ASHES OF THE LUNA QUEEN のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 221 - チャプター 230

He pressed his hand to his chest, feeling the rhythm of his heart pounding against his ribs.“I don’t care what you are. I don’t care what chains you’ve wrapped around her. Liora is mine. She is my daughter, not your vessel.”The Queen’s golden eyes narrowed, the faintest flicker of curiosity crossing her face. Yours?“Yes,” Adrien hissed. “Mine. Not Kael’s. Not yours. Not anyone’s. She’s my blood, my light. And I’ll tear apart every throne in every void to keep her safe.”The silence that followed felt heavier than any scream. Then the throne trembled. The Queen leaned forward, her lips curving in something dangerously close to a smile.Then prove it, little flame. The chains around her snapped. Adrien staggered back as they fell one by one, crashing into the void with thunder that rattled his bones.Each shattered link bled shadow and gold, spilling across the abyss like rivers of molten power. The Queen stood.Her body stretched impossibly tall, her gown woven of shadow-fire and br

Her scream tore the chamber apart. Cracks split the stone, dust raining from the ceiling. Light and shadow warred in her body, ripping at her like storm winds.Adrien’s fire flared again, not from strength but from sheer refusal to give up. He surged to his feet, silver flames blazing, his voice breaking as he roared her name.“Liora!”Her eyes snapped to his. For one heartbeat, hazel returned, trembling, desperate. Then the Queen’s golden fire swallowed it. You want her? the voice hissed, echoing through the chamber. Then take her, if you can survive her.Liora’s body rose into the air, her small form suspended, golden fire spilling from her like a second sun. The chamber shook violently, the walls threatening to collapse.Adrien shielded his eyes, his fire straining against the onslaught. And then, her scream broke into words.“I… can’t… hold it… Daddy, help me!”Adrien’s soul split. He surged forward, hands outstretched, fire blazing. He didn’t care if it burned him. He didn’t care

The ruins breathed like a dying beast. Stone walls sagged under the weight of fire and shadow, the air so thick with smoke that every breath Adrien drew scraped his lungs raw.Ash drifted down like black snowflakes, clinging to his hair, settling against the dark slash of blood across his jaw. Beneath his boots, the earth trembled, not from the flames, but from her.Sera’s Dominion. It pulsed in the ruins, a living tide of power that cracked marble and bent steel, rippling outward in waves that clawed at the edges of reality itself.Adrien could feel it trying to swallow him whole, whispering temptation, pressing against his ribs like the hand of a god demanding obedience. And standing in the heart of it all, framed by firelight and ruin, was Kael.His once-pristine face was marred by streaks of soot and blood, his golden hair damp with sweat and ash. His chest rose and fell in ragged gasps, but his eyes, those cursed, burning amber eyes, gleamed with a fanatic light that no wound cou

The words cracked like thunder. Choose who dies. They echoed through the ruins, carried on a voice that was not a child’s, not Liora’s, it was something vast and terrible, ancient as the void.The Dominion spoke through her lips, twisting innocence into judgment, turning her small frame into the mouthpiece of annihilation. Adrien’s blood went cold.Across the collapsing chamber, Kael’s wild grin widened, his chest heaving as Dominion-light crawled along his skin like living fire. His voice rose, feverish.“Do you hear it, Vale? Even the Dominion knows what must be done. It knows only one of us belongs beside her!”The ground groaned, buckling under their feet. Cracks veined outward in jagged lines, glowing red at the edges as though the earth itself were molten.Fire belched from the crevices, shadows spilling like smoke made solid. Adrien dragged air into his lungs, every breath tearing at his ribs.His hands trembled on the hilt of his reclaimed sword, but his stance held firm. His

The world detonated in light. Not the Dominion’s fire, this was something else. Colder. Older. A light that burned without heat, that scoured without flame.It erupted between Kael and Adrien in a pulse so violent that even Kael staggered, his blade screeching against the ground as he fought for balance.Adrien threw his arm around Liora, shielding her as rubble whipped into the air. His battered body howled in protest, but instinct drove him to protect her from the blast. Dust filled his lungs, grit seared his eyes.And then, silence.The chamber settled, half-collapsed, pillars leaning like broken teeth. The air was thick with ash and smoke. But in the heart of the ruin, where Kael’s killing strike should have landed, a figure stood.Adrien blinked, vision swimming. No. Not a figure, Her, Sera. The Queen.She rose from the wreckage as though the devastation itself had been her throne all along. Shadows and light curled at her feet, her cloak of fireless black unfurling behind her in