Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 432 - 433: Unexpected Guest 3/3 [13/??]

"Ophelia, you traitor!"

The woman who had suddenly appeared within the forbidden area protecting Mokaro, and easily subdued Vinarola was none other than Ophelia, one of the Church’s three Heavenly Apostles and Mokaro’s strongest combatant.

Seeing a Heavenly Apostle appear, Vinarola was extremely displeased. However, faced with an eighth-level Apostle, she was ultimately powerless.

All she could do was hurl a string of threats at the blonde man standing next to her:

"Archbishop Mokaro! I warn you, this act of yours is a serious violation! People from the Church and Red Leaf royal family are not allowed to enter here without permission! If word of this gets out, neither your Church nor the Royal family will let you off the hook!..."

However,

Ophelia, pinning her against the wall, merely smirked in response with oozing indifference face,

Mokaro ignored Vinarola’s words and walked straight to the golden sphere floating in the middle of the Forbidden Palace. Without any fear, he looked directly into the eyes of the Sacred Dragon King, who was visibly angry.

The moment their eyes met, the Sacred Dragon King’s eyes narrowed, filled with rage.

After all, Vinarola had been a faithful follower and long-time servant of his.

How could the Sacred Dragon King stay unbothered when his headmaster was being pushed around right in front of him?

Acting on instinct, the Dragon King’s anger erupted. He unleashed a powerful dragon aura that blasted toward the two members of the Church.

The frightening pressure filled the Forbidden Palace once again.

However, the Sacred Dragon King wasn’t the unstoppable force he was over eight hundred years ago. Even if his aura was still strong, thinking it could hold down an Apostle was wishful thinking.

Faced with this pressure, Ophelia smirked, mockingly looking into the light golden dragon eyes.

Seeing this, Vinarola clenched her fists tightly in anger.

’Damn it! If Lord Dragon King had a body, you, a mare Apostle, wouldn’t dare be this arrogant!’ Vinarola thought furiously to himself.

’If My Lord had been in his prime, he would have torn you apart for daring to provoke him!’

Yet as she fumed, Vinarola’s eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a shocking face.

"Why? Why isn’t he affected?"

Ophelia was a high-level powerhouse; it wasn’t surprising that she could resist the Dragon King’s aura.

But how could the Archbishop do it too?

Looking at Mokaro, who remained composed and even advanced nonchalantly under the overwhelming aura, Vinarola couldn’t believe her eyes. If Ophelia’s sword hadn’t been against her neck, she would have rubbed her eyes to make sure they were working properly.

’Is this a joke?’

’How is he... unharmed?’

Vinarola was left stunned.

Everyone knew that the Archbishop of Asumos Church was mainly responsible for administrative duties and not particularly strong in combat, at best close to a high-stage level 6. Based on the aura Mokaro had shown since entering the Forbidden Palace, his strength was indeed only around mid-level 6.

Keep in mind, even Vinarola, a level 7 cultivator, struggled against the aura of the Dragon King. How could a mid level 6 Archbishop do it? Did he have some sort of protective artifact?

Vinarola was utterly perplexed and watched with a confused and serious expression as the man moved closer to the heart of the Sacred Dragon.

’What should I do?’

’Should I activate the defensive array?’ Vinarola bit her lip, torn over the decision.

On the other side, Mokaro stopped upon reaching the stone pillar and gracefully bowed to the golden energy eye in mid-air.

Membeli, watching Mokaro approach, was also somewhat taken aback. Clearly, he was shocked that this level 6 Archbishop could easily resist his aura. A look of seriousness crossed his draconic eyes.

Under the serious gaze of the dragon, Mokaro revealed a friendly smile,

"I apologize for the offense, Sacred Dragon King. However, I came here with very important matters to discuss with you. Specifically, about your new body and our future collaboration."

Hearing this, the dragon’s eyes narrowed slightly, and its intimidating aura once again targeted Mokaro.

Although Membeli knew his aura wouldn’t affect this mysterious man, he still chose to express his inner dissatisfaction and rejection of Mokaro’s proposal by releasing it.

However, unfazed by the Dragon King’s displeasure, Mokaro casually waved his hand: "My apologies, Dragon King. Some terms in the previous proposal were only stated to deal with surrounding pressures. In reality, the proposal isn’t what you think."

’Hmm?!’

At this, Membeli’s eyes widened in confusion. Nearby, Vinarola, who was held back by Ophelia, was equally clueless, unable to figure out Mokaro’s real agenda.

"Heh~"

"Look, you don’t have to worry. We’ll get you a new body. But you won’t have to deal with any Abyssal Demons, nor anyone on their side. So there’s really no reason for you to be so defensive."

"Your Grace, giving you a new body doesn’t mean we want you to fight against Abyssal Demons. You don’t have to face ’that’ existence either..."

Mokaro raised his hand to his left shoulder and gave a solemn bow to the golden orb. He fully captured the grace and elegance one would expect from an Archbishop, exuding a noble and refined aura.

His friendly smile, always on his face, made him look like the epitome of a gentleman.

However,

This seemingly harmless behavior made the Membeli feel incredibly cautious.

The dragon’s aura, symbolizing its discontent, still lingered in the Forbidden Palace. focusing intently around Mokaro.

’What is he up to?’

’And based on what he’s said—does he know why I refused? Does he know what happened at that time?’

Membeli was riddled with doubt.

"Ah..."

Nonetheless,

Seeing that the Dragon King remained hostile, Mokaro simply sighed, showing no signs of irritation.

After sighing, the blonde man continued to patiently explain:

"I have no intention of deceiving you. After acquiring a new body, you’re free to do as you please. We won’t force you to fight any Abyssal Demons."

"..."

"You can be assured, I can swear this on the name of the Goddess and make a soul oath."

"..."

At this statement,

The head of the Dragon King trembled sharply.

Membeli, who had seen much of the world, knew the significance of a soul oath. If a person from the church swears in the name of Goddess, they must keep their word.

If violated, their soul would be irreversibly damaged. In severe cases, they might even disintegrate on the spot.