Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 548 - 549: *****[1/2]

"OooooooooooooooooooO!"

The massive soul demon that enveloped the entire Red Moon Tower could no longer control itself and let out an earth-shaking roar. Sudden bolts of black lightning broke the silence, reverberating through the sky like a gong, shaking the earth and mountains.

The loud roar shattered the eerie silence around it, sending waves of intense force emanating from the demon, disintegrating the mountaintops and scattering rocks and earth.

In the distance, surviving mages from the Red Moon Tower were forced to cover their ears. They were struggling, doing their best to channel what little magical energy they had left to resist the shockwave that came with the roar.

The wail of the soul demon was filled with sorrow.

This chilling scream not only made the mages of the Red Moon Tower distressed but also filled them with disbelief. The emaciated eyes were full of confusion.

But now, out of nowhere, why had it started screaming?

Their confusion didn’t last long.

To the horror, and even excitement of the mages, the demon’s abdomen began to expand further. A beam of crimson light began tearing through the enormous body of the soul demon, suddenly bursting forth...

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When the unstoppable crimson energy beam penetrated through the protective barriers of Ophelia and Anfrere, and even tore a hole the size of a blue ball in Ophelia’s abdomen, Anfrere’s face turned pale and he immediately looked at the murky, dark flesh walls.

At this moment,

The flesh walls that had enveloped the Red Moon Tower were no longer pitch-black like before; the red beam had torn a bloody gap in them. From that gap, crimson cracks began to spread rapidly, covering the entire dark flesh wall in an instant, a sight that was hair-raising.

Even under Anfrere’s stunned and horrified gaze, the cracks followed the body of the soul-devouring demon all the way down to the ground. When these cracks reached the ground and every corner of the demon’s enormous body, its wailing abruptly stopped.

Afterward,

the nauseating dark sky that had enveloped Red Moon Tower disintegrated. It crumbled from the center, along these cracks, turning into countless nauseating energy fragments that fell from the sky.

Not only did the Soul-Devouring Demon’s body begin to crumble, but the dozens of supporting magical formations set up by Ophelia and Anfrere were also annihilated in an instant, shattered into the most basic particles of magical energy. For a moment, it was as if a black storm, mixed with dots of magical light, had descended between heaven and earth.

Unlike before, the Soul-Devouring Demon did not regenerate rapidly after being severely injured. Instead, it struggled weakly and gradually dissipated, turning into dust in a matter of seconds. This terrifying demon was reduced to mere dust on the continent in such a short time.

After Yumo was consumed by the Soul-Devouring Demon, the scarlet shadowy force that permeated the sky disappeared instantly, replaced by the nauseating power of the Soul-Devouring Demon. As the massive body of the Soul-Devouring Demon completely crumbled, the scarlet shadowy force made a sudden comeback, completely obliterating any remnants of the demon’s presence.

The vast scarlet shadowy force instantly darkened the sky, descending from above and enveloping tens of thousands of square meters. This oppressive force roared like a ferocious beast that had broken free from its shackles, sweeping away everything in its vicinity.

The mages around Red Moon Tower were caught in the aftershocks of the shadowy force and all collapsed, twitching on the ground with expressions of unbearable pain. Those who lacked sufficient strength even bled from all seven orifices and fainted on the spot. This oppressive sensation continued to escalate.

At this moment, Anfrere, who stood at the center of the burst of the shadowy force on top of the Red Moon Tower, naturally felt an unimaginable pressure. Under the overwhelming force of this shadowy energy, he knelt down, barely able to hold on. Gritting his teeth, Anfrere endured the pressure and looked up at the sky.

Where once the sky had been black and obscured by the horrifying Soul-Devouring Demon, now there was only a beautiful, scarlet silhouette. Surrounded by the scarlet shadowy force, the black-haired girl hovered indifferently in mid-air. Unlike before, she appeared more hauntingly beautiful, shrouded by the dense shadowy energy, enough to give one chills.

The shadowy force converged behind the girl, forming a pair of butterfly wings outlined in black and composed of scarlet energy. Her black-to-red gradient hair flowed in the wind, her flawless skin looked even more like icy jade. A complicated dark-red floral pattern extended from the corner of her eyes to half of her cheek, exquisitely gorgeous and crafted as if by a master artist, adding an invisible aura of cold beauty to her perfect face. It was a mighty being descended to this world, looking down on everyone.

She resembled an angel who scorned all living beings and ruled over death, emanating an overwhelming aura at all times. Her pupils were still as red as blood, but her eyes lacked even a trace of emotion.

Anger, anxiety, and other emotions were completely absent, leaving only a chilling void, one might even say, emptiness. When Anfrere was swept by those eyes, he felt an instant, paralyzing fear as if he were facing Death himself.

It was a fear that originated from the very depths of his soul. For a moment, as he met those deep crimson eyes, Anfrere felt as though his soul was about to be crushed and absorbed. This fearless Left Guardian of Red Moon Tower, for the first time in his life, couldn’t help but tremble, his sturdy body drenched in cold sweat that uncontrollably slid down his forehead.

On the other side,

a brown-haired elf girl, kneeling beside Anfrere, also had her eyes locked onto the red silhouette in the sky.

However,

in the face of such terrifying pressure, a pressure that could tear apart souls, Ophelia’s eyes surprisingly showed no signs of fear or agony. Instead, they seemed to gleam with an almost mad joy.

Yes,

it wasn’t anger at her own injury, nor was it fear of impending death; it was an indescribable, even somewhat deranged joy. The elf girl pressed her hand against her bleeding wound and let out bursts of maniacal laughter:

"Heh, heh heh, hahaha! My… my dear master, we… we seem to have succeeded. We… we haven’t let you down, heh, heh heh, hahaha!"

’With Such power! Everything can be destroyed now…’

"Hahaha!"

Completely indifferent to her fading life force and her coughing up blood, Ophelia uncontrollably let out chilling laughter. Naturally, this untimely laughter caught the attention of the black-haired girl in the sky.

Following the sound, her gaze slowly moved towards the two Guardians of Red Moon Tower, paying them no particular attention despite their level 8 strength.

With an indifference akin to watching ants, Yumo glanced at the laughing elf girl and then refocused her attention on the middle of the Red Moon Tower. As for the two Guardians, it seemed she was merely annoyed by their noise. Yumo casually snapped her fingers.

Receiving their master’s command, two bloody butterflies floating around Yumo were imbued with a dark aura, compressing their shadowy force and, without warning, unleashed two blasts of enormous power.

Boom!!

Accompanied by a ground-shaking explosion, the two blasts directly hit the top of Red Moon Tower, mercilessly reducing the ancient structure to rubble.