Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 375: Return 2/2 [4/8]

"Holy... Holy Father..."

Bai Yanluo gazed at the blond man defiantly,

But she had no intention of giving up just yet, the light attributed holy magic within her body began to surge wildly. Apparently, Bai Yanluo wanted to activate her ’Divine War Form’ , unleashing all of her power to resist Kael’s pressure.

Unfortunately

As if he had seen through Bai Yanluo’s intentions,

The white Magic that bombarded her like a cannon, leaving her in a terrible state, surprisingly morphed into countless energy chains after a brief period of distortion and reshaping! While Bai Yanluo was still in shock, these chains bound her firmly.

*Boom~*

Along with a thunderous explosion and the upheaval of rich holy energy, Bai Yanluo lost her balance and was forcefully thrown to the ground. The holy energy inside her, which was intended to activate the ’Divine War Form’ , was directly restrained by the dazzling chains, rendering it useless no matter how much she tried to mobilize it.

’Damn it"

’Ahhhhhhhhh!’

Bai Yanluo couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

Sadly, right now, all she could do was fume in powerless anger.

On the other side,

After quickly subduing Bai Yanluo, Kael shook his head, showing no intention of further action. Instead, he slowly turned his gaze to the white-haired elder bathed in golden light,

"Rest easy and return to the Goddess, my friend. Farewell..."

With the end of Kael’s farewell,

The golden light surrounding Nick instantly became even more dazzling,

And within this holy golden light, Nick’s expression sank into complete despair and endless fear.

Under the baptism of the golden light, all the holy energy in Nick’s body was stripped away and converged on the Goddess statue. As the holy energy returned to the statue, the remaining energy in Nick gradually turned back into ordinary power...

The old man’s body started to shrivel up, and his vitality and soul power seemed to be stripped away along with the fading holy energy,

Little by little,

Nick lost even the ability to feel fear, as if he had forgotten his terror of death. His consciousness began to sink into a void,

In his daze,

The Archbishop’s consciousness was completely engulfed by darkness,

...

As the last trace of holy energy was stripped from him, Nick’s shriveled body, under the sorrowful gaze of Bai Yanluo, turned into countless particles of dust, scattering across the ground...

"Arch... Archbishop?"

The golden energy that permeated the great hall slowly flowed back into the statue.

Everything returned to its original silent,

Aside from Bai Yanluo’s sobbing, the Cathedral Hall was eerily silent...

When Bai Yanluo unleashed her power, attempting to confront the Pope, not far from the Holy Cathedral, a silver-haired young girl’s brow furrowed, and she glanced in the direction of the Cathedral with some worry.

’Huh?’

’Sister Bai’s, why did the sudden burst of power?’

’Wait, why did it stop?’

"What’s going on over there?"

Mengxi murmured under her breath, unable to resist her curiosity.

At that moment, a soothing male voice, filled with an inexplicable charm, trickled into her ears:

"You’ll know soon enough."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Mengxi narrowed her eyes slightly, looking somewhat cautiously at the seemingly indifferent Archbishop Mokaro beside her, who had his hands behind his back,

"Archbishop Mokaro, you seem to have a clear idea of what happened?"

"..."

In response, Mokaro simply flashed a light smile.

"It’s nothing important. Instead, Mengxi, I want to ask if you were sincere just now. Are you truly thankful to the church?"

Seeing Mokaro asking her the same question again, Mengxi felt a sense of unease.

It seemed,

’Archbishop, he wants to hear words like ’dislike’ from me?’

Although she didn’t like the church deep down, if she wanted to become the Saintess and completely control the Church, Mengxi knew she had to keep these thoughts to herself.

So,

The girl patiently put on a sweet yet sincere smile,

"Indeed, Archbishop Mokaro. The church gave me a second chance at life, I’m more than grateful. Why would I despise it?"

"..."

Hearing this, Mokaro fell into brief silence,

Then, he gave a somewhat cryptic smile:

"I see, it seems I asked a rather pointless question. I apologize for taking up so much of your time." As he spoke, Molok even brought his hand to his chest in a gesture of apology.

"You needn’t be so formal, Archbishop Molok."

Facing the Archbishop’s apology, Mengxi quickly raised her hand, feigning surprise to stop him,

"I see. It seems I asked a rather silly question. I apologize for taking so much of your time." With that, Mokaro placed a hand on his chest, offering an apologetic gesture.

With those words,

Under Mengxi’s complex gaze, Mokaro slowly turned around and began to walk toward the courtyard,

...

However,

He hadn’t taken more than a few steps when he stopped

"Ah, one more thing, Mengxi."

"Do you need something else, Archbishop Mokaro?"

"Well, considering I’m your senior, let me give you some advice."

’What?!’

’Advice?’

Mengxi knit her brows, her face taking on a puzzled look. She was uncertain about the Archbishop’s intentions. Despite her confusion, she respectfully prepared herself to listen.

"Go on, please."

"Cherish the things you love, don’t wait until you’ve lost them to feel regret. And also..."

"Also?"

"Well, there’s no need to pretend to like what you hate. Getting rid of it... would be just fine."

"..."

Listening to what seemed like a metaphorical statement, Mengxi fell silent for a moment.

Seeing Mengxi silent,

Mokaro didn’t say anything else. With his hands behind him, he slowly disappeared from Mengxi’s sight...

--

Elsewhere, inside the Cathedral,

The giant steel doors that had been closed for a long time slowly opened under a great force.

In the following moment,

A good-looking man with flowing flaxen hair and striking violet-blue eyes stepped inside. Clad in a somewhat form-fitting black and white outfit, he entered with a radiant smile, bright as the morning sun,

’!?’

’Hmm?’

Upon stepping inside, a strange, intense smell caught the man’s attention, causing his brows to furrow.

Following the scent, he found a set of clothes scattered on the floor. The clothes still held someone’s essence and unmistakably belonged to Archbishop.

"..."

At the sight of the clothes, a momentary shock flashed across the man’s face, but he quickly composed himself.

He seemed accustomed to such oddities, and all that lingered on his handsome face was a trace of regret.

After sighing helplessly a couple of times,

The man shifted his attention to the white-haired woman who was bound tightly by chains of platinum energy.

At this moment, the man’s expression became strange once more.

The platinum chains tightly bound the girl, the sight of the chains biting into her skin revealing her delicate figure to its full extent. It was quite a suggestive scene.

Of course, it was only provocative if one ignored the woman’s facial expression.

It’s not that Bai Yanluo lacked beauty, but her current expression was somewhat hard to look at...

At this moment, Bai Yanluo had a large lump on her head, her eyes were rolled back, and she was foaming at the mouth.

The current heavenly apostle didn’t have the charm of a beautiful woman but instead appeared somewhat ridiculous.

"Is she... knocked out? Passed out from the hit? From the look of things... she probably tried to prevent the returning ceremony?"

The man murmured to himself with a puzzled look. A glimmer of sympathy appeared in his light purple eyes.

And just as the man was quietly observing, a kind and loving voice suddenly resounded in the man’s ears:

" It’s been a while, Kain. What’s up? Why the sudden visit?"