Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 423 - 424: The Past 1/5 [4/??]

How did things end up like this, in such an unsettling silence?

Right now, a flood of questions filled the mind of Headmaster Vinarola.

"Lord Dragon...King...Huh?!"

However, just as Vinarola was about to continue asking about Dragon King’s intentions, the long-still golden orb finally emitted a faint golden light again. Unexpectedly, this light was anything but ’gentle’.

"What...What is this?!"

In an instant, under Vinarola’s horrified gaze, the dragon’s eye formed from energy abruptly narrowed. Its eyes, filled with rage and questioning, locked onto Vinarola. At the same time, the pale golden light surged wildly, engulfing the entire Forbidden Hall. The immense draconic aura, mixed with terrifying soul power, surged like a tidal wave, violently crashing into Vinarola.

Even though only a fragment of the Dragon King’s soul remained, his peak eight-level soul was still one of the most powerful in existence.

Despite its broken state, the power within that soul was not to be underestimated.

*Boom!*

Caught off guard, Vinarola was hit by the wave formed by the draconic aura and soul power. her body felt as if it would shatter to pieces. Gripped by intense pain, Vinarola couldn’t help but show a look of agony, her entire body flung nearly ten meters before he could stabilize herself.

Once she regained her footing, she hurriedly looked up in disbelief at the enraged golden eye in the sky, now enveloped in a wild golden light.

Clearly, what she thought was an excellent proposal had not only been unapproved by Dragon King but had even incited his wrath.

’But why?’

"Is...is this proposal not good? Why...why are you opposed? Why are you angry?"

Vinarola’s tone was full of confusion.

"If we collaborate with the Church... huh?"

However, before she could finish her sentence, an overwhelming draconic aura descended, forcing Vinarola to crawl on the ground. The words she wanted to say were swallowed back.

Staring intently at Vinarola, the dragon’s golden eyes seemed ready to burst into flames. If not for the loss of a physical body and consciousness mostly locked within the Sacred Dragon’s heart, the current Dragon King might have already expressed his wrath verbally.

Even though he had suppressed the headmaster to immobility, the anger within Dragon King showed no signs of dissipating.

The great being’s anger was not due to Vinarola’s easy belief in the words of Asumos Church.

Rather, it came from another aspect of the proposal:

That is, after acquiring a new body, to assist the Church in expelling abyssal demons and destroying Demon Temple!????

Given the Dragon King’s understanding of Asumos Church, he knew all too well the tricks these charlatans would employ. They would certainly tamper with his new body to control him more easily. Then, there was a good chance they’d use him to go after Abyssal Demons and venture deep into Winter Forest to destroy the demon nest there.

’Winter Forest? Again?!’

’Isn’t that just asking for death?!’

The Sacred Dragon King, who usually advocated for calm and serenity, was now roaring internally...

’Who do you think the ones who reduced me to this?!’

’The last time I went to that icy northern land, all that remained of me was this fragment soul!’

’If I go to battle again, I’ll be utterly annihilated!’

’Do you think I’m an idiot?!’

Amid bursts of dragon might and soul power, the flames of rage in the golden energy pupils of Dragon King only intensified. However, with each new wave of anger, memories buried deep within him started to surface amid his internal cursing.

When that nightmare of memory, which this unparalleled being had held onto for many years, resurfaced in his mind, a subtle flash of apprehension and indescribable fear passed through the vertical pupils surrounding the golden sphere.

"You want me to deal with these crazy Demons?"

"You want me to destroy Demon Temple?"

"No... I’m not that stupid... I don’t... I don’t want to encounter that monster ever again in my life."

As he muttered internally, the figure surrounded by numerous bloody red butterflies seemed to appear again in front of Dragon King. This made the once-supreme soul of the dragon clan tremble uncontrollably at this moment. The immense dragon might that had filled the Forbidden Hall also began to dissipate due to the Dragon King’s internal fear.

’You want to go after her?’

’Haha’

Kain, if your Asumos Church wants to gamble with death, be my guest. Just don’t plan on taking me down with you.

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Eight hundred years ago, the once-invincible Demon Race ultimately met its defeat at the hands of a coalition of multiple races, known as the Multiracial United Empire.

The Demon King was killed in battle, and his Four Heavenly Commanders were either captured or eliminated.

After this war, the Demon Race declined drastically and became a marginalized and persecuted race on the continent.

The three major powers that defeated the Demon Race subsequently became the new rulers of the continent. These powers were the Asumos Church, the Dragon Race, and the Fata (which later split into three towers).

As the supreme leader of the Dragon Race, the Sacred Dragon King, Membeli, naturally acquired an unparalleled status across the continent.

Beyond his lofty position, Membeli’s strength was unfathomable. He single-handedly repelled the attack of hundreds of thousands of demon troops and severely wounded three of the Four Heavenly Commanders. In doing so, he laid the foundation for the coalition’s victory.

To the people of the continent at that time, only two beings could possibly rival Dragon King Membeli: Anze, the strongest Apostle of Heaven from Asumos Church, and Heretia, the Supreme leader of Fata—both peak level 8 powerhouses.

Indeed, countless individuals who attempted to challenge the Dragon King eventually failed. Under his immense power, they were subdued and ultimately swore allegiance to him.

Fortunately, despite his overwhelming strength, Membeli was nothing like the former Demon King, who had misused his power. Membeli was a noble and strong individual who never bullied the weak. He even used his power to maintain balance among the various major powers on the continent.

Punishing the wicked and maintaining peace, he became a guardian of order on the continent.

Membeli’s numerous achievements and ever-rising reputation meant that he was revered by many. During the initial war, he had used his own body as a shield to block the Demon king’s forbidden curse, thereby saving a third of the continent’s population. Consequently, he became a figure of faith for many, his status rivaling even the goddess of Asumos Church.

Countless legends about the Holy Dragon King, as well as the now-active Eastern Holy Dragon Church, were born in this era.

Considering Membeli’s formidable strength and the long lifespan of the Dragon Clan, people across the continent believed that he would be with them forever. He would always be the guardian of the continent, maintaining the world’s peace and tranquility.