Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 585 - 586: Death!?

What kind of existence is the goddess?

People on the continent today have never seen this legendary woman and can only learn about this divine being, who once saved the world, from ancient texts and church legends.

According to ancient records, the goddess was enveloped in holy, silver-white, and golden light, possessing a perfect figure and unparalleled beauty. Especially her pair of gem-like, dazzling golden eyes, seemed to have the ability to see through hearts and discern everything.

The most distinctive feature of those radiant eyes was the ancient, unknown symbols they contained.

Regarding these descriptions in the ancient texts, Youlan neither affirmed nor denied.

Because,

Once, in the Winter Forest, she indeed had a brief eye contact with that legendary goddess. Although it was brief, those oppressive golden eyes were unforgettable...

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Looking at that pure golden Energy Eye, observing the faintly weird red light hidden in the golden pupils like twinkling stars. Feeling the familiar aura hidden deep within the golden energy...

Youlan’s eyes suddenly narrowed,

And with a tremble, she exclaimed in shock.

"This guy... is not..."

However,

Before she could finish,

The pupil made of golden divine power in front suddenly expanded rapidly! The golden divine power of heaven and earth, as if heeding a call, converged overwhelmingly from all directions towards Youlan like a devouring giant wave.

The overwhelming momentum was despairing.

Even at her peak, she was but an insignificant ant before this golden tempest.

Not to mention that she was already drained.

Now, she was just a plaything in the palm of the hunter, utterly powerless to resist.

Biting her lip hard, with emotions of unwillingness and shock, the honey-haired woman was engulfed by the vast golden deluge. Like a lone boat in a storm, powerless against the waves, she could only be buried at the bottom of the sea amidst despair…

...

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After a cataclysmic surge of energy in the consciousness space of the statue,

In reality,

Youlan, floating in front of the statue, suddenly suffered an unprecedented backlash! Due to the heavy injury in the consciousness space, Youlan’s soul endured severe backlash. The originally strong, faint blue power of Shadow around her crumbled in an instant, and terrifying red cracks suddenly appeared all over her pale skin, as if her entire being was about to shatter into pieces in the next moment.

The bloody thorns that spread throughout the Church, with the waning of their master’s power, began to wither and die.

At that moment,

A powerful wave of energy radiated rapidly in all directions from the statue. Youlan, with her hands pressed against the forehead of the goddess statue, became the primary target of this onslaught. In an instant, under the fierce impact, a mouthful of fresh blood violently spewed from Youlan’s mouth.

The honey-haired woman was mercilessly blasted away, crashing hard onto the barrier walls in the distance.

Boom!*

With a thunderous roar, the impregnable pure white barrier wall was shockingly cracked by Youlan’s impact. Youlan herself fell from the sky, shattering to the ground. Weak and powerless, she could not muster the Shadow power to support her body, nor could she summon vines to catch her fall.

Eventually,

She tragically crashed onto the ruins.

"Cough cough…"

After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, the feeble Youlan, dragging her blood-soaked body, struggled to stand up. With her blood-stained, faint blue eyes, she fixed her gaze on the distant statue.

’I must…’

’Tell Mom... and little Na...’

’While that statue, still can’t move freely...’

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Blood continuously dripped from Youlan’s fingertips, and the blood oozing from her wounds stripped away her original beauty, leaving her looking ghastly and ferocious. Her body had suffered heavy injuries, and her soul was almost torn to shreds. She should have fallen and died right there.

But Youlan, with her extraordinary willpower, endured this excruciating pain that felt like being sliced by a thousand knives, and forcefully dragged her consciousness back from the brink of the dark abyss.

However,

Just as Youlan was dragging her battered body, attempting to leave this place,

Another change abruptly occurred.

The ruins not far away began to tremble at this moment...

"?!!!"

"That... what is that?... No, how... how is this possible?"

A scene beyond Youlan’s comprehension unfolded before her eyes once again.

A hand wearing a tattered wristguard, blood-soaked, shockingly smashed through the boulder and extended from the ruins. Then, a familiar dark red aura burst forth, shattering and scattering the surrounding debris. Under Youlan’s incredulous gaze, a headless corpse stiffly rose from the ground.

The familiar attire, the familiar aura, allowed Youlan to immediately recognize the identity of the figure.

It was the Pope Kael, whose head she had previously severed.

For a moment, Youlan’s eyes trembled slightly.

Not only had she decapitated Kael before, but she had also injected him with a corrosive, deadly poison, decaying his internal organs. Additionally, to break into the consciousness space of the statue, she had crushed Kael’s soul and captured it.

Even for a being of the eighth level at their peak, such injuries should have been unquestionably fatal.

But,

"How? How can he move again?!"

Moreover, it wasn’t just a mere trembling movement like a zombie; as the red holy aura around Kael intensified, the flesh and bones of his neck began to regrow. In the next instant, incredibly, right before Youlan’s eyes, he was restored.

That ordinary yet horrifying face appeared once again before Youlan.

"Kael…"

Muttering her opponent’s name, Youlan couldn’t help but glance towards the goddess statue standing not far away. She already had a vague idea of why the dead had come back to life.

However,

It seemed she had no time to verify her conjecture.

Because,

The moment Kael’s head was fully restored, the church’s highest leader suddenly locked his cold gaze onto Youlan’s delicate body.

Before Youlan could react, a sinister and cruel smile appeared on Kael’s face.

"Hehe~, thinking of going somewhere?"

With a bone-chilling cold laugh, a red longsword, buried in the ruins, responded to Kael’s summoning and burst forth from the ground, straight into his hand. The next moment, Kael lunged forward with a force as unstoppable as thunder, kicking up a storm of dust and, with a terrifying surge of holy power, instantly confronted Youlan.

In the past, Kael’s attacks couldn’t even reach Youlan. The Pope would be stopped by thousands of bloody thorns the moment he got close, and then Youlan would effortlessly blast him away.

However, now...

After suffering the severe backlash of the ’goddess’ power, Youlan was in a state of extreme weakness.

Kael, on the other hand, had mysteriously recovered and returned to his peak condition. His robust red holy power easily shattered Youlan’s aura with an overwhelming force.

Undoubtedly,

Youlan was now powerless against Kael.

Boom!!!

With the release of the red holy power, the already heavily damaged Church was mercilessly blown into a crater a hundred meters in radius. In the center of the crater, the roles of attacker and defender between the two supreme beings had been reversed.

At this moment, Kael was firmly grasping Youlan’s neck, pinning her to the ground.

The powerful red holy aura, like a million-ton shackle, bound Youlan so tightly that she couldn’t move.

Kael’s longsword ruthlessly pierced through Youlan’s chest, pinning her firmly to the ground...

"It ends here, Higanbana."