Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 572 - 573: Mengxi!?

If she allowed him to be so willful and unruly without consequences, how could she establish authority in front of the other children in the future?

If it weren’t absolutely necessary, she wouldn’t want to take out the feather duster.

...

"Really…"

"It’s all your fault, you naughty boy, for not listening to your Mother. Hmph."

After sighing,

Under the embrace of a crimson light, Yumo carefully put away the imposing feather duster and knelt quietly by Pierre’s side. Then, she took out a bottle of "Tears of Nature" from her spatial ring and gently applied the crystal-clear liquid onto Pierre’s buttocks.

After applying the Tears of Nature to the wound, although the injuries caused by the feather duster were still quite severe, Pierre, who was now unconscious, didn’t exhibit the severe convulsions he had earlier.

Looking at how she had used up more than half the bottle of Tears of Nature in one go, Yumo couldn’t help but furrow her brows.

’’Speaking of which’’

’Xiao had sent me so many elven sacred medicines, and in the end, I hadn’t used a single one on myself; instead, I had used it on these troublemakers buttocks... It felt like a bit of a waste’

Furthermore,

’Hmm, to be honest’

"Why The feeling of spanking this boy’s butt seems better than with anyone else?"

Yumo muttered quietly.

While she was reflecting, she glanced at "Silver Moon Sword" hidden trembling behind a distant pillar.

As Pierre’s exclusive divine artifact, the Silver Moon, having been bathed in Pierre’s shadow power for years, had developed a certain level of intelligence. Although its level of wisdom wasn’t high, it was enough to provide some minimal cooperation with Pierre in battles.

Since it possessed intelligence, the Silver Moon couldn’t help but feel fear. After witnessing its owner being whipped to the point of nearly losing his soul, the magical sword now cowered behind the pillar, constantly emitting a weak purple light that symbolized supplication.

Of course,

Yumo didn’t intend to argue with such a little guy.

The black-haired girl paid attention to the Silver Moon only to carefully sense the residual aura on the sword’s blade. She wanted to attempt to find that familiar aura within the rich scent of blood on the sword. Fortunately, after a brief analysis, Yumo didn’t detect any trace of Mengxi’s aura on the sword.

This made the black-haired girl relax slightly, and she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed that,

My judgment was correct, that little brat didn’t lie. This kid indeed didn’t kill Mengxi...

However, as she relaxed, Yumo’s heart was filled with a multitude of doubts. After covering her son’s large buttocks with a piece of cloth, the black-haired girl slowly stood up and looked around thoughtfully. At this moment, dozens of bloody butterflies flew in from all directions and danced around Miss Yumo.

These bloody butterflies were the means by which Yumo had sent out to investigate information about Mengxi.

Unfortunately, after receiving feedback from the butterflies, Yumo furrowed her brow, and her crimson eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Strange, still no news?"

Even though she had removed the shackles from her body, Yumo dared not use too much power to prevent her inner power from going out of control again. However, large-scale perception and the deployment of her butterflies for extensive searches were still a relatively easy tasks for her.

But,

After a period of exploration, Yumo still couldn’t detect Mengxi’s aura.

"Where did that girl go?"

’Did she successfully leave with the members of the Church or the Imperial Family?’

Yumo raised her hand to her chin in confusion.

Just at that moment, a brilliant crimson light suddenly flashed! Then, a bloody butterfly flapped its wings and rushed down from the sky in an instant. It came before Yumo and excitedly danced as if it wanted to report some important information to its mistress.

Indeed,

When the message brought by this bloody butterfly reached Yumo’s mind, the black-haired girl shivered suddenly, and she looked toward the eastern part of Anvika with complex emotions.

"Mengxi?... Why is she there... and Meliora’s too?"

...

A few minutes ago, in the eastern part of Anvika,

Inside the devastated Eastern military Base.

As soon as Amon, the second prince of the empire, led his tens of thousands of reinforcement troops to this place, he couldn’t help but inhale sharply, staring in disbelief at the horrific scene all around him.

"What... What happened here?!"

At this moment,

The once heavily fortified and imposing Eastern Base from his memories no longer existed; instead, all he could see was a ruin.

Not just any ruin, but one bathed in blood and dead bodies.

The crimson blood almost seemed to have once completely obscured the horizon in Amon’s eyes, disappearing behind the corpses and the sea of blood. The atmosphere was filled with foggy blood, the stench was overwhelming, and there were faint cries of agony lingering in the air as if the victims were screaming in their final moments. The cries sounded like the howls of malevolent spirits.

A suffocating feeling attacked Amon’s heart...

And it wasn’t just Amon; the tens of thousands of soldiers who had come with him also had a feeling of their hearts skipping a beat. They stared in stunned silence at everything before them. They couldn’t understand why this Base, far from the front lines, with its elite garrison of 80,000 soldiers, had sent out a distress signal for no apparent reason. And after sending the signal, in less than ten minutes, it had turned into such a dire situation.

"Wh... What happened here?"

This was the doubt that arose in everyone’s hearts.

However,

They didn’t come here just to stand around in shock.

After taking a deep breath, Amon suppressed the unease in his heart and jumped down from his horse, quickly approaching two surviving girls not far away. At this moment, these two female students from Luminous Royal Academy were curled up on the ground, constantly trembling, as if they had witnessed something unimaginably horrific. Even with several reliable knights guarding them, they still trembled uncontrollably.

Although Amon didn’t want to force others to recall terrifying memories, he had no choice but to gently ask with a soothing tone:

"Junior sisters, what exactly happened here? How did it turn out like this?"

After a moment of silence and exchanging glances for several seconds, one of the short-haired female students looked at Amon tremblingly and said,

"Dragon..."

"Dragon? What dragon?"

"It’s... it’s that dragon that destroyed the entire base like this."

"Dragon?! Where is this dragon you’re talking about?!"

Hearing Amon’s words, the short-haired girl slowly raised her trembling hand and pointed shakily towards the distant east.

"That dragon has left. It was lured away by Miss Mengxi towards the east..."

As one psychic mage after another approached and helped to dispel the fear in the hearts of the young girls while stabilizing their emotions, Amon finally managed to piece together the rough details of what had happened from these students and other surviving witnesses.

Although it was still unclear why a colossal dragon, over a kilometer long, had suddenly appeared within the Eastern Base, there was no doubt that this dragon was an enemy of the empire and an incredibly powerful one at that.

Surveying his surroundings, Amon furrowed his brow.

Cannons lay in shattered pieces, soldiers were battered and injured, and broken staffs and wands were scattered everywhere.

Without a doubt, the people within Eastern Base had faced that terrifying monstrosity head-on, giving their all in a desperate battle, expending all their weapons, techniques, and magic against the creature.

Unfortunately,

From the descriptions given by the girls and the results of the onsite investigation, the results of the battle were far from satisfactory.

Nearly half of the troops had fallen, three out of every four students was dead, and many imperial citizens who had sought refuge here had lost their lives. The entire Base had been completely reduced to a state of devastation.

The thought of many of the empire’s future pillars perishing here, of many prominent figures of the empire being crushed by the dragon, filled Amon’s heart with anxiety and concern for the empire’s future and development.

Of course,

What troubled him most was how to deal with this sudden and mobile natural disaster.

And,

"You said the Chosen One led the monster away?"

Gritting his teeth, Amon shifted his attention away from the female students and anxiously glanced at a nearby technical officer. Sensing the inquisitive gaze of the Second Prince, the bespectacled technician lowered his head and carefully examined the readings on his diagnostic device.

He had already guessed what His Highness the Prince wanted to ask about.

"Your Highness, based on the residual energy fluctuations, the strength of that creature should be at peak level 8. If we estimate its internal power, it’s around fifty thousand energy levels, not inferior to the legendary Sword Demon or Inferno. The Chosen One... I’m afraid she already is …."

’One bad thing after another….’

Amon muttered to himself and gazed toward the east with a thoughtful expression.