Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 562 - 563: Flower of the Other Shore [Fixed]

"?!!!"

"Is... is... it’s you?!!!"

At that moment,

For the first time in a hundred years, Kael let out such a startled exclamation.

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When the veil was removed from Mokaro’s face, Kael stared blankly, watching the familiar elegant man’s appearance suddenly distort and undergo earth-shaking changes.

In the next moment, a surrounding aura of azure light enveloped the figure in a shimmering illusion. The handsome male’s appearance no longer existed, replaced by a tall and charming woman who appeared fragile and exuded a captivating, otherworldly beauty.

Without a doubt, she was an exceedingly frail-looking beauty, with a richly unhealthy aesthetic. Her eyes shone like jewels yet were as deep as the abyss; her eyebrows slender like willows; her nose bridge high and narrow; her lips nearly devoid of color, presenting a pallor against her snow-like skin...

She looked so frail that she might wither away at any moment, yet she exerted an unprecedented pressure on Kael’s soul , causing his body to shudder uncontrollably. This pressure was even more overwhelming than when he was choked by Inferno in the Winter Forest.

Slowly raising her hand, the woman undid the braids that bound her hair. Afterward, her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, no longer confined by bindings. As a wave of azure light passed over her, her golden hair gradually transitioned into a honey-like hue.

The woman seemed like a ghostly snow lotus that grew in the depths of an abyss. Beautiful yet dangerous, sending chills down one’s spine.

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"You….?"

Watching the honey-haired woman’s deep blue eyes, observing the white robe on her body resembling a light veil, and the crimson emblem on the robe, Kael instantly recognized the identity of the woman before him.

It was the master of Red Moon Tower—Youlan, with whom he had some acquaintance before.

Staring at the woman’s face, Kael felt a wave of disbelief.

He could never have imagined that one of his archbishops could be replaced without a sound, and he had no idea.

’When?!’

Stupefied, Kael couldn’t help but shout out.

"You’re from Red Moon Tower...the Tower Master? No, that’s not right, this aura..."

As he said these words, Kael’s eyes abruptly narrowed, cutting off his own words.

In that instant, this highest ruler of Asumos Church suddenly realized something beyond imagination.

The honey-haired woman who had replaced Mokaro bore an uncanny resemblance to the master of Red Moon Tower whom he had initially met on an external occasion - in her appearance, demeanor, clothing, and temperament. However, as the aura of the woman hit him, Kael’s expression changed dramatically.

The aura was not the holy one of Mokaro, nor was it the magical power that surrounded the master of Red Moon Tower, but another kind of energy that left a deep impression on Kael… the power of shadow…

And it was not just any ordinary shadow power,

Moreover, it wasn’t just any Shadow aura; it was a terrifying specter that He Recognized from the past, the mastermind behind the injury of the Church’s Sacred Beast and the one who killed the previous Saintess—the most powerful Abyssal Demon king, Higanbana.

As Kael was shocked by her true identity, the silence and shadow power released by the honey-haired woman also began to spread. The aura of Higanbana was not like the violent and mighty aura of Sword Demon, which could rapidly expand and devastate everything in its path.

Her aura was like mist slowly advancing step by step to corrode the surroundings. Although its speed was slow, nothing could stop it. Just like death harvesting souls, slowly walking towards the dying, who were powerless to resist.

Kael’s powerful holy aura disseminated throughout the Grand Cathedral was gradually collapsing under the erosion of the azure shadow aura. As the shadow energy spread, the alarms within Asumos Grand Temple immediately rang out across the sky.

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Seeing Higanbana holding the ’veil of deception’ that exuded an epic aura, Kael suddenly understood. He couldn’t help but shake his head and let out a self-deprecating smile upon meeting the worst nightmare of humanity with his eyes again.

’That must be the relic left by the elven race outside, right?’

"Unexpectedly, the ’Veil of Deception’ that our Asumos Church has been searching for so long turned out to be in your hands? No wonder you could perfectly disguise yourself as Mokaro, even deceiving everyone’s eyes at that grand ceremony. However... may I ask about Mokaro, whom I am familiar with? Is he still alive now?"

In response to Kael’s words, Youlan quietly stored the Veil of Deception into a spatial ring and replied mockingly: "Do you think he’s still alive? He died more than ten years ago."

"Haha, I actually asked a foolish question here. Looks like I’m still not fully up to date."

’But more than ten years ago?’

’The Veil of Deception could only disguise one’s appearance and aura. This demon king managed to perfectly perform Mokaro’s persona right before me and deceived me for over a decade. ’

’Such a recklessly brutal monster was capable of acting? ’

’Quite unexpected... ’

Without a doubt, Failing to see through Mokaro’s disguise was his mistake. However, Kael now had no energy to regret past mistakes and instead focused all his attention on the honey-haired woman in front of him.

As the deep blue shadowy aura engulfed him, Kael profoundly felt the madness, brutality, bloodthirst, and chilling hostility within this aura.

Higanbana had been hiding in the church for a decade and now suddenly made a move, certainly with ill intentions!

Taking a deep breath, Kael’s face lost all traces of humor, and an unprecedented serious emotion emerged, with a rare tremble in his dark red eyes. Being targeted by those deep blue eyes, it felt as if he was being watched by some abyssal king, making him shiver without feeling cold.

The opponent was a ravenous beast, and he was a weak sheep.

At this moment, he finally felt an overwhelming pressure and suffocation as if facing a formidable enemy.

Faced with such a terrifying existence, Kael naturally could not remain indifferent.

The moment the feeling of terror emerged in his heart, the holy energy within Kael burst forth without reservation, erupting from within, and with his powerful strength at the peak of the eighth level, he forcibly entered a stance of resistance against Youlan’s aura.

Simultaneously, With a spatial tremor, two rifts abruptly appeared in the air around Kael —a long and a short sword, both exuding an epic aura, were summoned by him from the spatial gaps. Grasping the hilts, Kael Korod immediately bent down, readying himself for battle.

"So, no need for further idle talk... What exactly do a scary demoness like you intend to do here?" Kael narrowed his eyes and asked sharply.

At the same time, The two holy envoys who had been flung aside by the bloody thorn whip were now enveloped in a bright light, picked up their weapons, and positioned themselves on either side of Kael Korod, ready to join the Pope in an attack on the honey-haired woman at any moment.

Despite being completely surrounded by hostility and killing intent from all sides, Yulan still maintained an emotionless expression. not even assuming a defensive stance in response to the opponent’s combat readiness. Instead, she lifted her head thoughtfully, gazing at the grandiose and resplendent statue of the goddess in front of her.

"What do I want?... I... just..."

She muttered to herself in fragments, Youlan’s eyes, like sapphires, gradually showed spiraling patterns, releasing a chilling and cold aura. Her fists clenched tightly, to the point where her nails embedded themselves in her flesh.

Using her bloodstained hands, she pushed her hair from her forehead and let out a sigh that showed she had given up.

"I just... hope that she can live peacefully in this world..."

The words spoken by Youlan did not fail to cast a shadow of doubt on Kael Korod’s face.

However, clearly, she had no intention of explaining her thoughts.

And as these reflective words fell,

A decisive hue flickered imperceptibly in Youlan’s pupils, filled with murderous intent and brutality. The vast and obscure power of shadow that enveloped her was completely released from its master’s restraints at this moment, erupting violently.

The boundless and majestic aura of Shadows that surrounded her suddenly broke free from her restraint at this moment. It surged violently like a tidal wave, dispersing the auras of Kael and the two Holy envoys. It even shattered the entire Grand Cathedral into pieces.

Under the cover of this boundless dim light, the honey-haired woman slowly raised her hand, pointing towards the goddess statue filled with holy aura.

At this moment,

An immense amount of shadow power seemed to have been summoned, continuously converging towards the tips of Youlan’s fingers.

One after another, terrifying tendrils of deathly power grew from the depths of the earth.

"You obstructive fools, please die first."

[Dance of the Crescent Moon]

[Sixth Movement - Elegy of Compassion]

In the next moment,

Dozens of sky-destroying blue lights, like ravenous beasts freed from their shackles, roared towards Kael with a fearsome pressure capable of devouring all things in their way...

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’No matter how much the Chosen One is killed, it is meaningless’

’To ensure peace of mind for Mother, I must eradicate the problem at its roots.’

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"Remove the goddess’s power from this world entirely... Wipe out all her followers, leaving no one behind..."