Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 702 - 703 Nutrients

With her cute appearance, coupled with her crying, made Nephinalra radiate a kind of pitiable charm. Most people, seeing a little girl crying like this, would find it hard to resist comforting her in their arms.

Many dragon clan experts were now lost in Her Majesty the Queen’s pitiable crying.

Even Rod, as a Dragon King, was no exception. But considering the other party’s status, Rod still frantically shook his head, discarding the bold ideas in his mind, not daring to overstep his bounds. If he casually touched the Queen, wouldn’t her husband hang him up for punishment?

Well, even though Her Majesty’s husband is still locked in the sky prison, considering that powerful individual’s formidable reputation, Rod still restrained himself very rationally.

He stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Meanwhile,

Rod’s gaze not only glanced at the dragon mountain formed from the bodies of giant dragons nearby. Seeing his colleagues easily defeated by the claws of the abyssal demons, Rod couldn’t help feeling a mix of emotions and sighed deeply.

"Alas…"

The easily crushed elite of the dragon race,

The dragon high echelons collaborating with the dark evil forces,

The Queen, crying and behaving like a child...

What would the great Sacred Dragon King think if he saw the performance of his descendants like this? He would surely be disappointed, right? Maybe he would even rise from his grave in anger?

Rod smiled wryly and kept shaking his head.

However,

Just as Rod was lost in his thoughts, Nephinalra’s crying suddenly stopped. The tears evaporated under the scorching heat, and the girl who was crying just now transformed back into the dignified Dragon Queen, glaring menacingly at Rod and the peace-loving faction of dragons behind him with threatening eyes:

"Just now! You saw nothing! Understand?! If my child finds out, you’re all dead!!!"

Rod wasn’t surprised by Nephinalra’s sudden warning. After all, their queen was known for changing her mood faster than flipping a book. As an old dragon who had been with the queen for four hundred years, Rod was well accustomed to it.

Despite the queen’s small and cute loli appearance, she was a genuine mother of three children.

What the queen feared the most was losing face in front of her children.

Rod, guessing the queen’s thoughts, immediately nodded respectfully and promised her;

"Your Majesty, rest assured, we will absolutely not speak of this."

"That’s for the best!"

"By the way, Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

"Lock down the information. We absolutely can’t let the outside world know that we’ve been bullied by the abyssal demons again!"

"Understood, Your Majesty."

"Right… Rod."

It seemed that Nephinalra thought of something, and once again, her gaze met Rod’s. This time, however, the loli queen’s eyes started to dart around, her voice getting softer and softer, and her little face turned increasingly red. This couldn’t help but cause Rod to show a puzzled expression. He carefully squatted down in front of his queen, accompanying her as she spoke in a low voice:

"Hmm? Do you have any other instructions, Your Majesty? By the way… why are you still sitting on the ground and not getting up?"

In response to this question, Nephinalra clenched her teeth, tremblingly lowered her head, and tightly grabbed the corner of her skirt. At this moment, Nephinalra’s face turned as red as a ripe apple, tender and dripping.

"I, I… my underwear is wet… Help me chase the other dragons away… No, no, I… I dare not stand up…"

"Uh…"

’Your Majesty…’

’You…’

’Wet yourself again =-=’

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Meanwhile, at a distance from the Dragon Queen’s Lair, on a sparsely populated yellow earth plateau, a black-haired girl spoke with a gentle tone.

"Thank you for your hard work, you performed really well."

As she spoke,

The girl slowly raised her hand, gently stroking the skull of the huge abyssal demon in front of her, as if soothing her beloved pet.

However,

In the eyes of ordinary people, the appearance of this ’pet’ might be somewhat less than ideal, to say the least.

This was a creature completely covered in scars, with a face resembling a human, but twisted and terrifying like a drowned ghost, even half of its face rotting away. With disheveled hair and twisted limbs, it resembled a vengeful spirit from a horror movie, more horrifying than Sadako.

But,

While stroking such a monster, the black-haired girl showed no discomfort; in fact, there was even a hint of pleasure.

This abyssal demon, named "Sandai," also meekly lowered its head, enjoying the girl’s caress. Despite being filled with desires for slaughter and destruction and lacking intelligence, Sandai was extremely docile in front of the black-haired girl.

Not just Sandai, but the other four demons behind it also lay quietly on the ground.

"How strange…"

The black-haired girl couldn’t help but express her feelings.

Initially,

When she first arrived on the Ancita continent, she was almost scared to death by the appearance of these few Demon king-level abyssal demons. But now, looking at these demons, Yumo felt not fear but a thrill of excitement.

What’s more important is,

’Over five hundred years ago, these abyssal demons were almost completely out of my control... They repeatedly disobeyed my orders, launching attacks on the beasts in the Winter Forest or on visiting humans. It was for this reason that, at that time, I had no choice but to seal these abyssal demons beneath the Winter Forest’

’But now?’

’I wonder if it’s because I’ve improved my control over power, or because the shadow power inside me has further expanded. These big dunces haven’t disobeyed my orders anymore.’

’Despite my doubts’

"As long as they obediently listen, they are good children."

The black-haired girl said softly.

Then,

She looked up and glanced over the huge beasts comparable to small mountains and gently instructed:

"You’ve worked hard. Go back first and stand by at the border of the Winter Forest."

*Roar, roar, roar...*

The several abyssal demons let out a series of penetrating low roars in response.

Unlike most abyssal demons, realizing they were about to leave their master, these big dunces didn’t show any reluctance. Instead, they simply and briskly retreated a few steps on their hind legs and, under the envelopment of the dark Shadow power, instantly burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

The girl wasn’t shocked by this, but rather sighed helplessly and resignedly.

"Sigh..."

In fact,

Over five hundred years ago, I had already understood the nature of these abyssal demons.

’Compared to the king-level abyssal demons and some high-level abyssal demons that were born under my power afterward, these demons that hovered around me before I took control of the Demon Temple lack emotions. Not only that, but their powers are also unstable, akin to a time bomb that could explode at any moment’

’Once they lose control of their power, they become indiscriminately violent, fighting frenziedly until they exhaust their strength and die.’

’Compared to the later-born Limo and Liyu, these ancient abyssal demons are more like a kind of ’defective product’. This action further confirmed my previous judgment’

"Defective products, huh..."

Muttering this term, the black-haired girl’s expression became more serious.

While recalling the previous battle scenes of these ancient abyssal demons, a golden figure also gradually emerged in Yumo’s mind.

Unlike the big dunces and Second Dull, who only think of fighting and destruction, Youlan, that child, is so intelligent. They were all born before I took over the Demon Temple, so why did that child turn out to be so special?

’Speaking of which’

’Over these few hundred years, I’ve been paying attention to the growth of the Chosen One, seemingly neglecting to understand my eldest daughter...’

For a moment, Yumo showed a bitter smile, filled with deep guilt.

’When that child is resurrected’

’I should take the time to have a heart-to-heart talk with her.’

’However,’

’Before that, I need to first bring that child back to life.’

Thinking this, the black-haired girl’s lips curled into a sweet smile filled with anticipation.

"Right now, this trip to the Dragon Race has been quite fruitful."

Thinking this, Yumo slowly turned her head to look at the shining mountain behind her. Waves of powerful soul energy continuously flowed out from the mountain. Obviously, these were the spoils of war obtained from the Dragon Clan by Yumo, two crystal mountains constructed of dragon crystals, enough to make the Dragon Queen cry, priceless crystal mountains.

In the next moment,

The black-haired girl’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and with a surge of the powerful Shadow power, countless bloody red butterflies appeared out of nowhere, suddenly enveloping the two crystal mountains. As the scarlet Shadow energy surged, pieces of precious and rare dragon crystals shattered and melted into a colorless liquid, continuously compressing and converging into a small bottle in Yumo’s hands.