Chapter 138: The Terror of Maleficent


    Eleven years ago.


    On the night of the Little Princess''s baptism in the palace of the Rose Kingdom, Maleficent let out a wicked laugh as she cast her curse upon the King and the swaddled infant, Princess Aurora:


    Maleficent still remembered the look of despair on the King’s face—it was a delicious memory she would never forget.


    Not long after, she learned that the King had imprisoned Princess Aurora deep within the palace, hoping to keep her away from the spindle’s curse.


    Maleficent had laughed at his foolishness more than once.


    A year ago.


    When Aurora led the army of the Rose Kingdom to repel the invading forces of Enderland, the title of "Valkyrie" spread across several neighboring kingdoms.


    During a routine gathering of the Coven, someone casually mentioned it.


    Maleficent stretched lazily, completely uninterested.


    Maleficent burst into laughter.


    A few months ago.


    Rhine and Aurora helped forge an alliance between the Sea Kingdom and the Western Asia Kingdom.


    Merfolk became guides for ships navigating the sea.


    Maleficent merely smirked at the news.


    Still, she was mildly intrigued.


    The memories faded, replaced by the golden-haired girl standing before her.


    Her features overlapped with the swaddled infant Maleficent once cursed, merging into one.


    The Black Dragon that was Maleficent roared.


    She could hardly believe it. The fragile, delicate princess she had once imagined had turned into an unstoppable warrior, sweeping across battlefields like an indomitable force. Sёar?h the N?velFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    That once-coddled infant, adored by all, was now wielding a sword—and had actually injured her!


    Aurora thrust her sword forward again and again, forcing Maleficent back, making her dodge and defend.


    Maleficent let out a peal of laughter.


    The Queen and the Sea Hag were just as shocked to hear this.


    Maleficent finally shook off her initial shock, and a twisted grin spread across the dragon’s face.


    Suddenly, on the ship’s deck, twisted brambles and thorny vines sprouted.


    Like living creatures, they reached out, wrapping around Aurora, binding her tightly. These cursed plants were stronger than steel.


    Maleficent looked at Aurora, now ensnared by the writhing vines, and put on a mockingly regretful expression.


    Then, a cold, ruthless gleam flashed in her eyes.


    Aurora roared, her muscles bulging as she used her monstrous strength to snap the vines apart.


    But new thorns and brambles immediately sprang up, restraining her movements once more.


    The Black Dragon sneered and shook her head.


    Then she uttered a chilling, eerie incantation:


    The Sea Hag’s heart sank.


    This legendary witch was finally unleashing her full strength.


    No matter what spells the Sea Hag cast in retaliation, they barely affected the Black Dragon.


    Now, Maleficent abandoned unnecessary attacks, shifting purely to defense—using brambles and thorns to entangle Aurora, stalling for time until the curses fully took hold.


    It only took a minute or two for the effects to manifest.


    Aurora’s head pounded, feeling like it would explode.


    Her vision blurred as blood and tears filled her eyes.


    Her breath came in ragged gasps, and her body grew weaker by the second.


    She clenched her teeth, forcing herself to keep fighting despite the overwhelming pain.


    The Queen and the soldiers tried to support her with spells and arrows, but Aurora’s sword swings were growing sluggish.


    She was going to lose.


    Gasping for breath, Aurora’s thoughts drifted to the silver-haired boy.


    Maleficent gazed at Aurora’s pale, blood-streaked face—so beautiful, yet so frail. And yet, she still raised her sword.


    With a sigh of mock sympathy, the Black Dragon spoke:


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    Staring at the dragon’s false regret, Aurora mustered every last ounce of strength and drove her sword forward.