Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 611 - 612: Fading Consciousness

8 more chapters will be released today, but sadly after 4h.

"This golden light, is this... divine power? The power of the Goddess?"

Yumo’s expression changed drastically upon seeing the golden energy emanating from the seed’s cracks. The smile on her face disappeared, replaced by an unparalleled seriousness.

Although the power was faint, almost imperceptible, as the mother of the abyssal demons, Yumo immediately sensed this repulsive force.

The fact that Youlan was severely injured, her body destroyed, leaving only a solitary core seed, undoubtedly caused Yumo immense pain.

However,

Along with her pain, Yumo was also deeply conflicted about one question:

’Who had inflicted such damage on her daughter?’

Among the many powerhouses Yumo had encountered, Youlan was undoubtedly the strongest. Her primordial power was about twice that of her younger brother, Pierre, whom she had dominated and disciplined since childhood.

Not only was Youlan’s internal power immense, but her combat skills were also extraordinary.

In her first Holy War experience, several human coalition powerhouses were toyed with by Youlan alone. At that time, Youlan hadn’t even used half her strength. Had Yumo not intervened, those human warriors would have found their resting place (graves) in the Cold Winter Forest.

Yumo was confident that only a Chosen One who had grown to level eight could possibly match Youlan in battle. She believed that no one on the Continent at this stage could defeat her daughter.

And now?

Someone told her that the blond man had defeated her daughter? The man’s strength among humans was indeed notable, far surpassing the headstrong female apostle Bai, but Yumo still couldn’t believe he could defeat Youlan. How could such a person possibly win against her daughter?

’But if not him, then why did he have Youlan’s core? And who defeated Youlan?’

...

The moment Yumo sensed the divine power, her confusion found an answer.

’The one who defeated Youlan,’

’Was it the Goddess?!’

’Yes, it must be her!’

Only a being beyond the pinnacle of level eight, a Goddess, could have the power to defeat Youlan. This explained why Youlan’s core emitted divine power. It was this divine force that had gravely wounded Youlan’s core. The blond man either lied or simply found Youlan after she was defeated.

"The Goddess, it... it was the Goddess…" Yumo murmured heavily.

A wave of anger began to surge within the black-haired girl.

’Why would the Goddess attack Youlan?’

’Hadn’t she said she wouldn’t intervene in this world?’

’Could it be…’

’That Youlan’s actions violated the rules of the trial?’

Recalling the scenes of Church members apparently mentally eroded, Yumo’s expression grew more complex.

Indeed,

To Yumo, the Goddess was a benefactor. Without her help, Yumo might still be drifting in the empty, void space, not experiencing the different life she had now.

Before coming to this world, she had made a contract with the Goddess, agreeing to become the world’s final boss and assist in the growth of the Chosen Ones.

But even so, even though the Goddess was her benefactor,

Realizing that Youlan was injured like this because of the Goddess, anger and a desire for vengeance involuntarily welled up inside Yumo.

Besides anger,

A strong feeling of unease also spread in Yumo’s mind.

Thinking about it,

The blond man she killed, could he have been Pope Kael Korod? He was the only one from the Church who wore such luxurious white and gold robes and possessed level eight pinnacle strength. And didn’t he mention something about the ’trial’ before he died?

Despite her loss of control at that time, Yumo faintly remembered hearing the word ’trial’, and it seemed like Kael tried to use the trial rules to bind her?

Did the Archbishop,

’Know about the trial? Did the higher-ups of the Church know about it?’

’Could it be, besides the trial, they knew other things?’

’Like the Black Rose family? Or things related to my children?’

...

As Yumo pondered this, her heart began to race with anxiety.

Her original plan had been for her children to live carefree lives under the protection of the Black Rose family after her death. But now, it seemed this might not be feasible. If she were to die, the humans might target her children!

’No, I can’t let that happen.’

Yumo’s eyes trembled as she shook her head vigorously, then curled up, overwhelmed by anxiety. She realized that she had to eliminate everyone who knew about the trial and her children’s existence to protect them from future dangers.

’But what if these people were high-ranking members of the Church, possessing great strength? Killing them would weaken the protagonist group, wouldn’t it? Wouldn’t that be violating the rules of the trial?’

’If I did violate them, wouldn’t something terrible happen? Would I...’

…

Suddenly, Yumo’s mind felt hazy, and a strong headache overwhelmed her, sending shivers down her spine. Along with the pain came a strange feeling.

In the past, after some internal conflict, Yumo would choose to continue the trial, restraining her desires and impulses for its smooth progression. But this time was different. Amidst the excruciating headache, a peculiar thought crossed her mind.

’Wait, wait,’

’If I violate the rules? Then what?’

’After all,’

"Why... why do I need to... follow the rules?"

…

Meanwhile, at the outskirts of the Elven forbidden land,

To prevent the stiff and unblinking Elven guards from bothering the Black Rose family’s young mistress, Elven King Karos and his brother Odom unhesitatingly took up the role of gatekeepers, fiercely guarding the entrance to the forbidden area.

They stood like two watchdogs... um, more like powerful guardians!

After seriously sending away the other guards, Odom, looking worried, looked at his brother and slowly said in the old Elven language, hardly known by anyone:

"Brother, what should we do now?"

"What should we do? Well, we better serve this lady well! With our strength, facing her in battle would be like not knowing how to write ’death’!" King Karos replied irritably, glaring at his brother.

"I don’t mean that. I’m talking about the invitation from the Church, Didn’t the Cardinal say he’d visit again today?"

"Ah, the Church? The Holy War?"

Hearing this, Karos scoffed coldly.

"Join them? Not a chance! Do you know why Miss Yu suddenly showed up here? And why she suddenly wanted to visit the Holy Spring? Why didn’t she come earlier if she wanted to? Her arrival now definitely has a deeper meaning."

"Wait brother you don’t mean…"

"Yes, exactly what you’re thinking! That woman must have learned about the Church’s plans and that the Cardinal visited us. Her coming in person is a warning to us not to make the wrong decision! She deliberately didn’t say it outright. If we choose to join this ’Holy War’, I fear today might become our memorial day."

Saying this, Karos looked gravely and uneasily towards the large stone gate nearby:

"She’s too dangerous. She must have guessed we’d be wavering. That’s why she specifically came to us... otherwise, why wouldn’t she go to the Dragons instead?"

"Yeah, I’ve always felt that woman was terrifying. But how else could she keep the Black Rose rabble in check?"

Odom nodded in agreement:

"So what do we do tomorrow?"

"Hmm, we’ll tie up the Cardinal and send him to the Black Rose! That should clear things up."

"Got it. And tonight?"

"Tonight? After Miss Yu comes out, we’ll send some handsome guys who know how to serve well to take care of her, make her as comfortable as possible! No, wait, let’s do it ourselves. No one in our tribe is handsomer than us."

"True, you’re right, brother!"

"Of course~"

"Uh, brother?"

"What now?"

"She’s a building, right? Maybe if we find a nice-looking house, it might work better?"

"… Oh! That makes sense!!"