Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 263 - 264: Wrath[2/5]

’Huh? ’

’What’s this sensation?’

’ An earthquake?’

As the strange trembling spread, Xue Tianao furrowed his brow, feeling a foreboding within his heart.

’Which direction is it coming from?’

’Huh?! This... this sensation?!’

...

However, before Xue Tianao could fully comprehend what was happening in the south, his attention was suddenly captured by the scene before him and an eerie aura. The Son of Destiny’s eyes narrowed abruptly, revealing a look of disbelief.

’What... What is happening?!!’

’WTF!’

Gazing at the unfolding scene, Xue Tianao felt as if his head was being zapped by a Pikachu, causing him to freeze in place, utterly stunned...

Not only Xue Tianao, but representatives from various factions, including Asumos, and the spectators observing the coronation ceremony from the VIP stands, all wore expressions of astonishment at that moment.

Even the members of the Black Rose family, who had adapted to the surroundings, displayed a "shocked" expression, with widened eyes and slightly parted lips...

At that very moment, under the astonished gaze of everyone, Emperor Avalin, who had bestowed the crown upon Xue Tianao, suddenly trembled all over! A glimpse of indescribable pain appeared on his ethereal face. The white and blue energies constituting his ethereal form gradually dissipated, and the figure itself became ethereal and elusive.

As the anomaly unfolded, the High Priestess maintaining the ritual formation unexpectedly suffered a backlash from an unknown force. Blood sprayed from her mouth, and the staff emitting a white light fell from the ceremonial platform.

The six senior priests assisting him were also affected by the backlash, immediately bleeding from all seven orifices and collapsing to the ground in agonizing groans.

Due to their inadequate strength, these senior priests swiftly met their death.

*Crack...*

With the priests’ power no longer sustaining it, the pure white formation suspended in the sky cracked and crumbled, giving way to particles of dark magic that dispersed into the air.

The ethereal figure of the emperor, inevitably, shattered into pieces...

’’?!!!’’

As Xue Tianao witnessed the sudden turn of events, a wave of unease washed over him, and he instinctively reached out his "helping hand" towards the illusion.

’After waiting so long for this day, why did everything have to go wrong at this crucial moment?!’

But what could he do now?

Realizing his own powerlessness, Xue Tianao let out a mournful cry from the depths of his heart.

"No, no, no!!!!"

Xue Tianao’s wailing reverberated as the ethereal figure of Emperor Avalin, the founding emperor of the Snow Night Empire, stumbled and collapsed.

*Boom~*

With a sharp sound, the colossal illusion shattered into countless specks of blue and white light. The crown that Xue Tianao had yearned for fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the ground, intensifying his bitter disappointment.

Shortly after, a cold wind blew, sealing the fate of the crown, imbued with the power of souls, as it shattered into fragments.

Xue Tianao watched in anguish as it transformed into a pile of golden dust, dissipating in the wind.

"My... my crown..."

’M…y,’

’My….’

’My epic quest...’

’Why... why did it turn out like this?’

Years of hard work,

Success within reach, all vanished?

The cooked duck flew away?!

These thoughts turned Xue Tianao’s face red, and he felt an overwhelming urge to vent his frustration.

Moreover,

Considering the crumbling illusion of the founding emperor and the High Priestess spitting blood, it seemed that the coronation ceremony could not be repeated in the near future. And if the source of the tremors truly came from the imperial tomb, then...

’Did I fail my epic quest?’

Realizing this, Xue Tianao’s mind fell into a daze, and weakness overcame him. In full view of everyone, he knelt on the ceremonial platform...

On the other side,

Witnessing this unbelievable scene, the people of the Snow Night Empire exchanged Confused glances, expressing shock, disbelief, and doubt. In the Snow Night Empire, most people did not believe in the Asumos Church; instead, they worshiped the ancestral spirits.

To them, the ancestral spirits were The great power that safeguarded their well-being and ensured the empire’s longevity.

Therefore,

The High Priestess, responsible for communicating with the ancestral spirits, held a prestigious position in the empire.

Among these ancestral spirits, the royal ancestral spirit, embodied by Emperor Avalin, held an unparalleled status.

However,

Now,

As the ceremony for the new coronation of Xue Tianao by the founding emperor took place, the inexplicable collapse of the illusion into a sea of blue light and the severe injury of the High Priestess left the people in question. They couldn’t comprehend why the ethereal figure of the founding emperor would shatter.

To the people, this was undoubtedly an ominous sign, and their attention focused on the golden-haired man kneeling on the ground.

"The illusion of the founding emperor exploded. Could it be... because of him?"

"It’s possible. The ancestral spirits might be angry and unwilling to let Xue Tianao inherit the empire. Look, even the crown formed by the power of the ancestral spirits fell to the ground and shattered."

"And the High Priestess, she’s also spitting blood..."

"Perhaps it’s because Xue Tianao insisted on holding the coronation ceremony ahead of schedule, displeasing the ancestral spirits."

"It’s... possible..."

...

The crowd began exchanging glances and whispering to each other.

After noticing the situation behind her, Mengxi cast a playful glance at the golden-haired man on the ceremonial platform.

Seeing Xue Tianao in such a dejected state, Mengxi couldn’t help but raise her hand to cover her mouth, releasing a small silver bell-like laughter. She found great pleasure in Xue Tianao’s misfortune.

"However, why did the illusion suddenly shatter?"

Why did it break?

With a slight raise of her eyebrows, Mengxi pondered and glanced sideways at the nearby Black Rose family. When the figure of the Snow Night Empire’s founding emperor collapsed, almost everyone, including her, displayed a shocked expression...

Although most members of the Black Rose family also showed astonishment, some knights couldn’t help but reveal a smirk. Observing this scene, Mengxi quickly reached a conclusion.

"These guys definitely know something."

’Or rather,’

’They are responsible...’

"Hmm? Wait, why... is one missing?"

While observing the Black Rose family, a trace of doubt flashed in the silver-haired girl’s eyes. At that moment, Mengxi realized that the person she had been quite interested in, the one sitting in the main seat wearing a black robe, was nowhere to be found...

"Gone..."

Mengxi narrowed her eyes thinking about something.

--

On the other side,

As the people’s discussions filled his ears, Xue Tianao, after being dumbfounded for a while, reluctantly accepted the harsh reality of his epic quest’s complete failure.

He momentarily pulled himself out of the abyss of shock and felt the strange gazes of the people fixed upon him. Xue Tianao clenched his fists with immense reluctance and couldn’t help but curse inwardly,

"Damn it! What the...! Fuck!!"

He vented his anger in his heart.

Now, not only had the quest failed, robbing him of the opportunity to quickly become a Tier 8 , but the support he had painstakingly built among the people also appeared to waver because of this scene?! Wait a minute, come to think of it, did I accidentally kneel on the ground?

Noticing his current state of disgrace, Xue Tianao’s eyes contracted sharply, overwhelmed by a powerful sense of humiliation.

’Dammit! ’

An enraged Xue Tianao slowly stood up from the ground, casting a resentful gaze toward the distant location of the imperial tomb. When he first felt the tremors, he immediately associated them with the tomb.

And now? The ethereal figure of the founding emperor had exploded right in front of him, confirming his suspicion.

’Motherfucker! That useless Noka! A Tier 7 saint, complemented by the characteristics of the Misty Rain Barrier, couldn’t even hold on, and there wasn’t even a bit of movement! How could they attack the imperial tomb so silently?! If only I had sent Luo Kefei to guard it!’

’Furthermore, who the hell is it?! Who dares to attack the imperial tomb at this time?!’

An unceasing surge of anger filled Xue Tianao’s heart, and his azure eyes grew filled with a chilling aura. A faint golden magic power, brimming with murderous intent, began to gather around him. However, just as Xue Tianao was about to personally go to the imperial tomb to investigate, a royal knight rushed into the Dragon Dance Square in a panic, and under Xue Tianao’s displeased gaze, he sprinted up to the ceremonial platform.

Faced with this breathless soldier, Xue Tianao reprimanded with displeasure,

"What are you doing? Numerous dignitaries are watching! Your manners..."

But before Xue Tianao could finish his sentence, the anxious knight hurriedly looked up, revealing an uneasy expression, and unprecedentedly interrupted Xue Tianao’s words,

"Your Majesty! It’s... it’s... not good! Outside the city... the Abyssal Demons have appeared!! A... a large group of Abyssal Demons!!"

’??!!’

"What... What did you say?!"