Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 774 - 775: Unharmed

I apologize for the lack of new chapters recently. I was busy putting the final touches on Fallen Chronicles, which took all my time. We’ll now return to posting 2 chapters daily. Thank you for your patience and understanding.

And the book’s name may change to Abyssal Chronicles... I haven’t decided yet but will see.

And... Another chapter after 1h.

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Not far away, on the highlands, the Asumos Church’s group of mages was stationed according to orders, enchanting the heavy artillery with holy magic to enhance the firepower of the cannons.

Under the support of the Heavenly Apostle’s power, the shield protecting them managed to block the residual waves of the explosion. However, these church mages did not have time to thank the Heavenly Apostle for the protection. Instead, after surviving the first wave of the explosion’s aftermath, they focused intently on the center of the explosion.

With a heart full of unease, they awaited the outcome.

As everyone watched with bated breath, the water-blue doom sun, after a series of expansions and contractions, finally disintegrated, turning into a sky full of dense magical power and holy magic particles. The ’war fog’ that obscured their vision also dissipated at this moment, revealing a clear scene above in the high sky.

Looking at the high sky, where nothing remained but the lingering blue flames, the group of mages burst into ecstatic joy,

"Did we do it?!!! Yaaay We did it!! This is great!!"

In an instant,

An unprecedented joy ignited fiercely in everyone’s hearts.

However, this joy seemed not to last long.

Just as the group of mages was jubilant, hugging each other, and about to open champagne to celebrate, the words from the Heavenly Apostle Kain, like cold water, directly extinguished their joy.

"No, it’s not done..."

"Not done? But, but Lord Kain? The bloody butterfly has already been burned to ashes, right?"

A female mage closest to Kain asked puzzledly.

In response,

Kain did not say much, but widened his eyes and stared intently at the high sky with a grave look. Although Kain did not explain, the members of the mage group quickly noticed a tremor in the sky. Indeed... the position where the bloody butterfly was, seemed to be empty, but...

That supreme being named Hakim, seemed to have a familiar shadow appearing beside him…

After seeing the figure surrounded by blood-colored butterflies clearly, the laughter of the people abruptly stopped, their faces turned pale, and even their heartbeats stopped due to panic and shock at that moment.

"How is that possible?!!"

Of course,

At this moment, compared to the church members who were dumbfounded, the shock and astonishment in the heart of Hakim were beyond words. This supreme of the holy tower, accustomed to seeing the world, was suddenly pale and stunned.

For a moment, he lost his usual composure and asked with a somewhat shaky voice,

"You? This, how?"

At this moment,

The black-haired girl, who was supposed to be at the center of the explosion, appeared beside him like a ghost without any warning. Not only that, but she also slowly reached out to touch the top of her own head. In an instant, Hakim felt as if he saw his master on the other side of the River of the other world waving at him, and a sense of unprecedented death pressure suddenly overwhelmed him.

—"You are all adults now. Since it’s a decision you made, you must bear the consequences of this decision."—

Gently touching the top of Hakim’s head, the black-haired girl said indifferently.

As an 8th-level peak cultivator, a veteran supreme of the holy tower, being touched on the head by an enemy is undoubtedly a great humiliation! Normally, the proud Hakim would have been furious.

But now?

He was just terrified.

He could clearly feel the power emanating from the girl’s palm.

As if the next moment, his head would be mercilessly blown into a mist of blood.

"Not good!!"

Driven by the desire to survive and stimulated by the eerie aura of shadow, Hakim quickly regained his senses. Regaining control of his body, he instantly used a flash spell to move to the back, creating distance from the bloody butterfly.

As it turned out, Hakim’s judgment was quite correct.

Because just as he used the instant movement magic to create distance, a terrifying energy fluctuation emanated from the girl’s palm, devastatingly striking in all directions. Even though Hakim had already evacuated in time, his left arm was still blown into nothingness in the midst of the shock.

However,

Compared to other battle mages near Hakim, Hakim was incredibly fortunate.

Although those battle mages had retreated as much as they could upon noticing the appearance of the bloody butterfly, their speed was ultimately no match for the spread of the shockwave. They were quickly engulfed by the ruthless crimson energy and exploded into a puddle of blood.

In an instant, a rain of blood fell from the sky,

In Hakim’s eyes,

The beautiful black-haired girl, now set against the backdrop of the bloody rain, appeared even more enchanting, like a bloody angel bathing in fresh blood, beautiful yet filled with lethal threats.

Regarding Hakim’s escape, the black-haired girl seemed somewhat surprised.

The girl, however, cast her admiring gaze towards the supreme of the holy tower in the distance.

"Not bad, quite a quick reaction."

"..."

Hakim bit his lip hard, staring at the black-haired girl’s face with resentment and anger. After all, the subordinates who had followed him for so long were inexplicably blown to pieces...

With anger, more than anything, Hakim felt uneasy.

He had thought the black-haired girl had used some unique method to dodge the bombardment just now, appearing unharmed behind him.

If that were the case, Hakim felt he could accept it somewhat,

However,

Upon carefully sensing the body of the black-haired girl, Hakim realized... he was wrong...

On the body of the black-haired girl still lingered the scent of the netherworld’s flames, as well as the aura of the Cannon and the magic spells... which means, she actually take on that attack head-on!!! Aside from inexplicably changing into a bloody skirt, to take such an attack and still emerge unscathed?!!

’How is this possible?!!!’

"How did she do it?!! Why did our attack have no effect?"

Hakim doubted life itself as he mumbled to himself.

With hundreds of years of experience, he couldn’t imagine how such a devastating attack couldn’t even scratch the opponent?!

And it seemed as if hearing Hakim’s mutterings, the black haired girl shook her head very considerately.

After all,

Our considerate Yumo also knew very well how disappointing it is to put in so much effort and achieve nothing.

Thus,

Yumo laughed lightly and negated Hakim’s words,

"How could it have no effect? Your attack was quite powerful."

"Powerful?"

"Yes, should I say as expected of the human allied forces, quite impressive. My skin even got blasted red... hmmm, it kind of hurts~"

Gently touching her own arm, Yumo pretended to be aggrieved as she spoke.

In reality,

Yumo was genuinely planning to praise Hakim and the others. After all, their round of attack was several times stronger than the initial attacks from the Red Moon Tower allied forces against her. Not only that, this time Yumo didn’t dismantle all her defenses but had a layer of shadow power protecting her surface.

The allied forces’ strike, able to destroy her protective shadow power and make her body feel a burning pain, truly exceeded Yumo’s expectations.

’This should be the harshest hit I had taken since coming to this world…’

Unfortunately,

The girl’s praise, in Hakim’s eyes, turned into a different flavor.

In Hakim’s view, the opponent was clearly mocking them. They had laid out their strategy in advance and attacked with all their might, only to end up giving the opponent a sauna session?!!

Is this jerk mocking our attacks for being feeble and ineffective!!?!!

’Damn it!’

Hakim couldn’t help but curse in his heart.

But he was frustratingly unable to offer any rebuttal. After all, what the opponent said was nothing but the truth.

"You... your skin is really tough..."

"It’s not about being tough or not, right? It’s just that your attack lacks some key elements."

"Elements?"

"Yes~"

With a playful smile, Yumo seductively pressed her finger against her lips.

"Like divine power."

"Divine power?!"

"Yes, the only thing that can hurt me is the divine power of the chosen ones. If your attacks were supported by divine power, maybe they could truly inflict serious damage on me, all people know this info~"

"Divine power, huh... Heh..."

Hearing this, Hakim laughed bitterly. His bitter smile was filled with intense dissatisfaction. They were well aware that divine power could seriously injure abyssal demons, even the Demon Temple.

But,

Who knows where the Girl of Destiny has gone off to?

But complaining was useless, all they could seemingly do now was to stubbornly hold on... until the church could bring the Girl of Destiny. If their combined attack from the holy tower had no effect, perhaps they could only hope for the release of the Girl of Destiny’s divine power and the church’s trump card...

Thinking this, Hakim gradually stabilized his mindset, gripping the staff in his hand, ready to desperately stall the bloody butterfly.

However,

It seemed that Hakim’s thoughts had already been perceived by the black-haired girl.

Looking at the determined supreme of the holy tower, intending to fight to the death, Yumo placed one hand on her hip and scoffed disdainfully with a laugh. Her laughter was filled with mockery and teasing.

"Waiting for the Girl of Destiny to save you?"

"Huh?!"

"Don’t daydream. She’s in no position to save herself... let alone come here to save you?"