Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 173 - 174: Discipline

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"faster! Run! If we don’t run now, it’ll be too late!"

"Save me! I don’t want to die!"

"Get out of the way! I am Viscount Aka! You lowly commoners, make way!"

"Quick! Father, forget about the property! If we don’t run, we’ll either die at the hands of those cultists or become food for the Abyssal Demons!"

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As the sky was obscured by blood-red butterflies, a fierce clash occurred between the black Shadow force and the overwhelming swarm of blood butterflies! The ripple effect made everyone in Wind City feel an unprecedented fear.

No one had expected a Demon king to appear right above them...

An unparalleled terror surged into everyone’s hearts at this moment. No one wanted to die under the revolting attacks of the Abyssal Demons. Guided by fear, everyone in Wind City began to frantically flee!

The city’s order completely collapsed at this moment, as not only the commoners were running away,

Under this horrifying oppression, many law enforcement officers who maintained order, as well as soldiers fighting alongside the Divine Punishment Sect, began to harbor thoughts of retreating. Some had even started to desert their posts. In contrast, the members of the Divine Punishment Sect became even more excited after the appearance of the Demon king Abyssal Demon!

In their eyes, the appearance of the Demon King was the will of the Demon lord!

The Demon lord approved of their actions! That was why he sent the Demon king Abyssal Demon to help them! It was to completely annihilate the entire Wind City!

Under this notion, the members of the Divine Punishment Sect fought even more fiercely! The situation became increasingly unfavorable for Wind City...

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After kicking away a member of the Divine Punishment Sect, Sikta suddenly looked up at the sky in a hurry.

’Oh my god...’

Looking at the sky full of bloody-red butterflies above Wind City and the clashing black light, he, as the captain of the Blizzard Knights, could hardly believe his eyes. His eyes were filled with disbelief and horror.

At this moment, he was leading his troops to fight against the nearby Divine Punishment Sect members while doing his best to evacuate the civilians.

However,

Sikta was now covered in cold sweat, his eyes filled with anxiety.

’What can we do about this...’

Looking at the curtain of blood butterflies and horrifying black light that covered the sky, Sikta couldn’t help but tremble.

That dominating feeling that terrified everyone undoubtedly belonged to a Demon king Abyssal Demon. A Demon king Abyssal Demon appearing in the city? This was undoubtedly an unprecedented piece of bad news! And it was bad news on top of bad news! After all, Wind City was already under attack by the Divine Punishment Sect...

They simply had no power to deal with another Demon king’s existence!

No,

That’s not quite right,

After all, the appearance of a Demon king could probably cause them to collapse...

That’s why, when the magic barrier that sealed the area was broken, the people of the city, those who were already immersed in fear, fled towards the outskirts like mad! Staying in the city seemed to offer only a path to death...

But,

Now that the lives of the Marquis and his wife, as well as Miss Xia, were uncertain, how could he retreat alone...

However,

Realizing that the Marquis’ mansion was right below the two Demon king Abyssal Demons, Sikta hesitated. His conviction told him that he had to save the Marquis! But his survival instinct kept restraining his actions. Undoubtedly, Sikta was caught in a very conflicted situation.

While conflicted, he was also extremely puzzled.

’Why are those two Demon kings fighting each other?’

Could it be that they’re fighting over who gets to feast on the people of this city?

It seemed normal for Abyssal Demons to fight over food, right?

Looking at the mixed blood-red and black sky, Sikta couldn’t help but ponder inwardly.

Just then, a strange yet familiar voice faintly entered Sikta’s ears.

"Ah!"

Huh? A scream? And why did this voice sound a bit like Miss Yuan’er?

For a moment, Sikta felt bewildered and looked around in confusion. However, after observing for a short while, he didn’t see the petite figure he longed for...

Is it my imagination?

Just as Sikta thought so, the girl’s crying entered his ears again.

"Ah, wuuuuu!"

Huh? What?!

No, it can’t be....

Relying on his extraordinary hearing, Sikta looked up incredulously at the sky filled with blood-red butterflies.

If he wasn’t mistaken, was the cry of Miss Yuan’er coming from above?

’What on earth is going on?!’

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Moments before,,

As Yumo slightly unleashed a portion of her power, countless bloody butterflies covered the entire sky of Wind City, enveloping both her and Yuan’er. After all, they needed to have a mother-daughter exchange of opinions, and it was best not to let outsiders see it.

As the saying goes,

Don’t air your dirty laundry in public.

After several unsuccessful attempts at communication,

Faced with Yuan’er’s extremely unfilial frontal assault, Yumo helplessly waved her hand.

And so,

The black light suddenly dissipated, and countless bloody chains made of Shadow energy emerged, directly tying up the frenzied Yuan’er and forcibly restraining her movements! Then, Yumo used a flash step to appear behind Yuan’er.

With the girl staring in horror, Yumo raised the feather duster in her hand~

Accompanied by the ripple of crimson light and the girl’s desperate ’scream’~

The feather duster swung down fiercely!

The first strike directly removed all the black energy around Yuan’er’s body!

The second strike suddenly shattered Yuan’er’s protective aura and the black unidentified object wrapped around her little buttocks... (It seemed to be armor made of black energy; even Yumo wasn’t quite sure)

The third strike hit the bullseye, landing on Yuan’er’s tender little buttocks.

In an instant,

An unprecedented pain surged into Yuan’er’s head,

The girl’s tearful cries, like a pear blossom in the rain, echoed in the sky above...

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Back to the present,

Seeing the little girl crying so pitifully, Yumo, who already loved children, eventually showed a look of reluctance.

After the three strikes, she gave up the Discipline,

Even the chains binding Yuan’er were released.

After regaining her freedom, the little girl rushed to the corner of the blood butterfly enclosure without a word, keeping her distance from Yumo...

And trembled as she sobbed.

However, looking at Yuan’er’s regained heterochromatic eyes, it was evident that little Yuan’er had already regained her senses.

Realizing this, Yumo slowly put down the feather duster in her hand.

"Well, that was fast..."

After Yuan’er successfully absorbed Yumo’s essence blood and transformed into an Abyssal Demon king, a special bloodline connection was established between Yuan’er and Yumo. Influenced by this bloodline, Yumo treated Yuan’er with a sense of caring for a child.

The naughty child had been ’mischievous’ and got spanked a few times by her mother.

But,

Seeing Yuan’er curled up in the corner, shivering, Yumo couldn’t help but feel a little heartache and reluctance.

Although she felt sorry for her,

Yumo also felt a little relieved. After all, the girl had regained her senses after just three strikes, which was truly rare. Back then, Limo, that brat, had to endure three hours of spanking before she broke free from her frenzy. She even tried to attack Yumo several times during the ordeal, which led Kalina and the others to consider taking over the spanking...

’This girl recovered so quickly...’

’Huh?’

’Could it be that the ’feather duster’ has some miraculous effect?’

Looking at the artifact made from Li Feather’s tail feathers in her hand, Yumo couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows playfully. However, soon after, Yumo frowned again. Because she noticed that when she raised the feather duster, Yuan’er showed a fearful expression, and her tears fell like broken beads.

She had a feeling,

That some psychological shadow had been cast...

"I’m sorry,"

Yumo couldn’t help but show a guilty expression. She immediately raised her hand, and a red spatial door opened. Under Yuan’er’s apprehensive gaze, the feather duster was gradually withdrawn by Yumo into her own internal space.

Seeing the feather duster disappear, Yuan’er finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the intensity of her crying began to diminish. Clearly, the disappearance of the feather duster brought her some comfort.

As the pink-haired girl’s guard was lowered, Yumo slowly floated towards her, protected by the blood butterflies and the crimson shadow power. She raised her hand and gently rubbed the girl’s head,

"Sorry, little girl, I did this to help you wake up quickly. Here, take this bottle of the ’Tears of Nature’ to apply on your wounds, and you’ll be healed in no time."

"sob!~"

Nodding with a wronged expression, the little girl took the potion handed over by Yumo.

Seeing that she accepted it without resistance, Yumo couldn’t help but feel relieved.

"Does it still hurt? Do you need my help to apply the medicine?"

"No, I don’t need any help..."

Lowering her head and tightly gripping the potion bottle, Yuan’er pouted her adorable little mouth.

Seeing her refusal, Yumo didn’t say anything more.

"So, little one, do you still recognize me?"

"...You?..."

"Yes."

"..."

Hearing Yumo’s words and listening to that familiar voice, Yuan’er gradually stopped crying and slowly lifted her head. At the same time, the girl wiped away the tears in her eyes. As the tears were wiped away, the blurry black-haired figure in front of her became clearer,

Yumo’s stunningly beautiful face and loving smile gradually unfolded before Yuan’er.

Looking at the familiar face and gazing into the crimson eyes, scenes of life and death emerged in Yuan’er’s mind. An overwhelming fear of death suddenly surged in Yuan’er’s heart, causing the pink-haired girl to freeze in place, unable to recover for a long time...

After a while,

Yuan’er hurriedly checked her body, especially the position where she was shot. However, there was no wound left, only smooth and tender skin. At the same time, touching her chest, Yuan’er could feel her heartbeat.

However,

The frequency of the heartbeat seemed a bit unusual.

But that wasn’t important; what mattered was...

"I’m still alive?"

While muttering in her heart, Yuan’er looked at her little hand incredulously.

And the person who saved her...

"You, you’re the goddess sister from that time!"

Yumo: "Huh?! Goddess?? 0-0"

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