Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 192 - 193: The Current Situation of the Yuan’er

In the central region of the Ancita continent, in a small country

"Ha ha ha! Today’s haul is quite a bounty! I didn’t expect those merchants to actually have over 8,000 gemstone coins on them. What a killing!"

"Yeah, boss, we don’t have to worry about food and clothes for this year!"

"Right. Oh, boss, give me that set of clothes we just stole! Those stupid pigs ripped my clothes when they resisted."

"Hmm? Clothes? Take whatever you want. If no one else wants them, they’re yours."

"Then, boss, I want that sword!"

"Boss, give me that warhorse..."

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...

Dozens of ragged-looking, weapon-wielding, and ferocious men with vicious expressions are walking slowly through the woods. The fierce beasts in the area seem to avoid these people. They are the members of the Black Wolf, a notorious bandit in this region.

Today, these bandits are in exceptionally high spirits after looting a small merchant convoy and making a hefty profit.

Makale, the bandit leader, was grinning from ear to ear, joking with his subordinates while eagerly anticipating the spoils-sharing back at their base. However, just as they approach their base, Makale’s brow furrows suddenly!

Not just him, but his brothers as well, all because the stronghold is eerily quiet and an intense scent of blood hangs in the air. The brothers who were supposed to be on guard duty and greet them are nowhere to be seen.

Were they attacked? was there an intruder?

"Damn it, who dares to mess with us here?! Brothers, grab your weapons!"

Makale is furious, drawing his large saber, and his brown fighting energy bursts forth. His subordinates follow suit, pulling out their weapons and unleashing their power.

The next moment, the gang charges into their base, ready to hack the invaders to pieces.

However, upon entering, they are all dumbfounded. An unknown chill runs down their spines.

’What’s going on?’

Their base was in disarray, nearly half-destroyed. Blood, flesh, and entrails are scattered everywhere. Human remains are strewn about, and even the magical beasts they raised have been torn to shreds, with not a single intact corpse in sight.

"Did some magical beast break in?"

The bandits couldn’t help but think this.

At this moment, Makale notices a pink-haired girl squatting by the granary entrance, seemingly eating something.

"A little girl?!"

Although it’s unclear why a little girl is suddenly here, she might be the only survivor and the only person who knows who attacked their base.

To figure out what happened, Makale, under the protection of his fighting energy, transforms into a brown flash and rushes to the pink-haired girl’s side. He roughly grabs her collar, trying to pull her up from the ground.

"Hey! Brat! What the hell happened here?!"

’Huh?!’

’Why, why can’t I move her?!’

However, as soon as he tries to exert some force, Makale discovers an unbelievable fact: the seemingly weak girl in front of him doesn’t budge a bit, even though he’s a fifth-tire cultivator!

’What’s going on?!’

As Makale is puzzled and tries to apply more force, the pink-haired girl, who had been gnawing on a piece of dark bread, puts it down and slowly turns her head in an eerie manner to face Makale.

"Who, who are you?"

Her strange movements and chilling red and blue heterochromatic eyes made Makale shudder, and a cold sweat trickles down his forehead. The next moment, Makale leaps backward, creating distance between him and the girl, and points his blade at her.

"Who the hell are you?! Why are you in our bas?!"

Makale questions her fiercely.

His subordinates rush to his side, surrounding the pink-haired girl, watching her warily. To be honest, although they can sense a bizarre aura from her, and her somewhat terrifying strength makes them uneasy, they still believe they have the upper hand due to their numbers.

However, when the group surrounds the pink-haired girl, she felt their aura, magical power, intense hostility, and murderous intent. A fierce light flashed in her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, before Makale and the others react,

"Boom!!!"

A mighty, Powerful force accompanied by the sudden release of the power of darkness engulfs everything.

Blacklight erupts, and countless spikes formed from black liquid burst out from all corners of the base. In an instant, the bodies of dozens of bandits are impaled by the spikes, and then torn to shreds!

"Ahhhhhh! Help!..."

...

...

Terrifying screams fill the air, and Makale is dumbstruck on the spot.

’What just happened?! Is, is the girl a demon?!’

’No, run, run!’

Seeing the scene before him and sensing the destructive energy contained within the black light, Makale loses any intention of fighting and is overwhelmed by unparalleled fear. The next moment, he abandons his weapon and runs.

After all, he had just obtained over 8,000 gemstone coins; how could he die like this?!

’No, I can’t die!’

However, at this moment, whether he wants to die or not is no longer up to Makale. When the black light erupts, the lives of everyone present are in the hands of the pink-haired girl. And apparently, she has no intention of sparing them.

The next moment, a sword formed from the power of darkness suddenly strikes, piercing the terrified Makale. Amid his desperate screams and pleas, countless black liquids swarm over him, instantly tearing him to pieces...

In just a few seconds, not a single one of the dozens of bandits present survives.

Fresh blood and flesh stained the entire base a shocking shade of crimson.

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Huh?!

What... what’s happening to me?

After a moment of confusion, Yuan’er’s consciousness returned to her body. The smell of blood nearby captured the girl’s attention. As she turned her head to look at the scene that resembled a molten lava hell, she shuddered, and a strong feeling of discomfort surged in her heart.

No, did I... did I do this?

And...

Did I lose control again?!

Gazing at the strangers who died so miserably, an indescribable fear crept into Yuan’er’s heart, making her tremble. At the same time, a peculiar sensation assaulted her taste buds.

What am I eating?

As she glanced down at the blood-drenched chunk of meat in her hand, Yuan’er’s eyes widened in shock. A few seconds later, she let out a hysterical scream.

"Aaahhhhh!!!"

The panicked girl hastily threw the piece of meat away.

She then desperately clutched her head in terror, "What... what am I doing?!"

Her mental state near collapse, Yuan’er retreated to the corner and curled up helplessly. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls. At this moment, the only sound in the vast Base was her sobbing.

As she stared at the blood-soaked surroundings, a deep sense of remorse engulfed Yuan’er’s heart.

All she wanted was something to eat, so why... why did things turn out like this?

And...

What she ate...

I’m still hungry...

Even after devouring an entire bandit gang’s food supply, Yuan’er couldn’t suppress her hunger.

As the unbearable hunger gnawed at her mind, her heterochromatic eyes seemed to grow increasingly mad and bloodthirsty. Her gaze locked onto someone’s thigh, and under the guidance of her instincts, she couldn’t help but reach out for the flesh...

’No! No! I can’t!’

In an instant, Yuan’er’s consciousness flickered, and she barely suppressed the bloodthirsty impulse within her.

"I can’t do this, I can’t!" Yuan’er cried out in pain, closing her eyes.

Becoming a demon, being attacked by her grandfather - it was already too much to bear. Now, realizing she had become a bloodthirsty Demon, her heart filled with even greater despair.

"Why... why did this happen..."

"How... how did I become a demon..."

"Was it... was it that black-haired girl’s doing? If I find her... can she turn me back?"

...

However, as Yuan’er struggled to suppress the impulses in her brain and muttered to herself, an emotionless voice suddenly entered her ears.

"You can’t turn back."

"Who... who’s there?"

Following the source of the sound, Yuan’er looked up.

There, a mysterious woman in a long robe had somehow perched herself atop the fortress’s watchtower, silently observing Yuan’er...