Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 789 - 790: The Feather Duster’s Protest

When the crimson shadow power and the golden holy light collided fiercely, the heavens and earth shattered, and the entire Asumos Church was destroyed in this terrifying energy collision.

Many nearby human and Abyssal Demon fighters who did not have time to escape were directly enveloped in the energy collision and crushed into powder on the spot.

As for the main battlefield, the cathedral, it was enveloped in thick dust after the collision and fell into an eerie silence.

"Did we win?"

In the distant sky, after kicking away an Abyssal Demon, Holy Envoy Nora anxiously gazed at the location of the church. In her heart, she prayed fervently for Pope Kael’s victory.

Not only Nora but all the believers of the Asumos Church and the remaining allied forces were also praying in their hearts.

Praying for the power of the goddess to defeat evil.

However, they did not know that at this moment, the church’s highest leader, who was highly regarded by the people, was already dead...

With the roar of the sword energy passing by, Kael’s strongest attack, "Soul Purification," was cleanly cut in half like a withered vine.

The golden light shattered, and the holy energy disintegrated.

After destroying this strongest attack, the sword energy continued to ruthlessly assault Kael, cutting him into two segments as well.

There was no doubt that Kael, who had opened the Aggregate Star, had an extraordinary body, far surpassing even the strongest Millennial Guardian, Emperor Enzo, of the Red Leaf Empire. However, even so, it could not change Kael’s fate of being cut in half.

The crimson sword energy, like a roaring evil spirit, devoured and destroyed all life and matter in its path, turning everything into ashes.

With Kael’s body falling, this battle finally ended in the church’s crushing defeat.

However, the people outside the Asumos Church did not yet know of this despairing news.

Otherwise, their spirit would have dissipated, and all the remaining soldiers would have been devoured by the Abyssal Demons. It was only a matter of time.

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’Sigh…’

"It did hurts a bit..."

With a casual wave of her hand, Yumo dispersed the residual divine power energy around her and pouted curiously, examining her own body.

Although she won this clash, the church’s ultimate technique, ’Soul Purification,’ was not just a name. This skill, passed down by the goddess to the church’s higher-ups, still dealt considerable damage to Yumo.

Due to the wide range of Soul Purification, Yumo, who was not skilled in combat and defense, did not have time to defend herself after slashing open the holy light in front of her. As a result, the golden divine light continued to attack her body from other directions.

After a wave of divine light exploded wildly, Yumo’s clothes were severely damaged, and her snow-white, tender skin turned red in some areas. Many places on her body also had slightly rough bloodstains.

For a moment, the alluring redness on her delicate body and the tattered, barely hanging on her body dress made Yumo exude a dangerous charm.

Fortunately, there were no other living beings nearby, so Yumo’s current appearance did not attract any unwanted attention.

If this alluring scene were to be seen, many people would probably have their brains overloaded and die.

However, Yumo’s state did not last long. After taking a deep breath, her wounds healed rapidly at a visible speed. Even though the divine light had a special suppressive ability against Abyssal Demons, suppressing their regeneration, it was almost insignificant in the face of Yumo’s freakish recovery ability.

Yumo’s body healed completely in an instant, showing no signs of injury.

Not only her body, but her clothes as well. The bloody butterflies surrounding Yumo flew towards her body and disintegrated into pure crimson energy, helping to restore her clothes. In the blink of an eye, Yumo’s dress was as good as new.

Overall, after withstanding this attack, Yumo was unharmed, aside from feeling some pain.

To put it bluntly, Kael’s attack was either extremely weak or completely ineffective...

This outcome also exceeded Yumo’s own expectations. Upon seeing Kael’s mutilated corpse, Yumo couldn’t help but feel a little frightened, with a hint of regret in her crimson eyes.

"I did it again…"

"I used too much force... and directly killed him..."

"I originally planned to leave him alive and interrogate him for some information. Sigh, I really suck at fighting, and I can’t control my strength (qwq)."

"It’s all this untrustworthy pope’s fault!! Concentrating the power of all believers? That’s it? Could it be that he was just bluffing?"

"Boring." Yumo muttered disdainfully.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, the black-haired girl furrowed her brow slightly. A bold guess came to her mind. After all, just now, she had used quite a bit of power out of fear of Kael’s strength! ’Could it be that it wasn’t that the other party was too weak, but that I was too powerful?’

Although Yumo had been living on the Anvika continent for five hundred years, she still lacked a clear understanding of her own strength. She had always thought that she was only a little stronger than Youlan, Pierre, and others like them, and a few times stronger than Kael.

But now, it seemed...

"I seem to be, a little bit more awesome than I thought~..."

Muttering to herself, Yumo looked at the crystal sword in her hand. Looking at this sword that had broken free of its restraints and emitted a destructive aura, Yumo couldn’t help but feel a sense of sentimental emotion. After all, it had been hundreds of years since she had seen the feather duster in this form.

After arriving on the Anvika continent, in order to better adapt to this world of swords and magic, Yumo controlled the power of shadows and used her own power to forge a rapier. Due to her limited original power, it was impossible to create so many crimson crystals at once, so the forging of this rapier was done little by little.

Eventually, after spending several decades, she turned it from a small dagger into a crystal magic sword with an imposing aura.

Unfortunately, after this magic sword was created, Yumo almost lost her sword-wielding nature.

After all, at that time, she was still a building and couldn’t transform.

’A building wielding a weapon? That’s ridiculous!’

So, this magic sword was thrown into the internal space by her. It wasn’t until several years later, when Yumo wanted to discipline a naughty children, that she remembered this thing and took it out from her internal space. Combining it with Liyu’s tail feathers and other precious materials, she created the feather duster as it is now.

"Come to think of it, I should thank Kael. If it weren’t for him, I would have forgotten that this thing was originally a sword," Yumo muttered with some emotion.

’By the way, what was this sword called again? Scarlet Empress? Frostbite Magic Sword? ...No, it was called something like Crimson Dawn?’

’Ugh’, after thinking about the sword’s name for a moment, Yumo couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed and shook her head. After all, upon careful thought, no matter which name, the names she had given herself in those years seemed a bit too pretentious.

"Forget it, forget it"

"Let’s just call it the feather duster. I’m used to it now..." Yumo said to herself.

However, upon hearing Yumo’s words, the magical sword was very dissatisfied with its master’s decision and trembled in protest! No matter what, as a magic sword that slashed through the church’s killing technique, it didn’t want to be called a feather duster!

This name was too ridiculous. What kind of divine weapon would have such a name?!

Unfortunately, the protest was ineffective. Yumo directly ignored the feather duster’s restlessness. With the surging crimson shadow power, black steel and gray feathers suddenly appeared and gathered around the crystal sword.

In no time, the intimidating magic sword turned into the ’cute and lovable’ feather duster.

After storing the feather duster in her spatial ring, Yumo walked step by step towards the front and slowly approached Kael’s corpse.

Looking at the remains on the ground, Yumo’s eyes flashed with disgust. Amidst this disgust, there was also a hint of shock. "After being slashed by this sword, he can still leave behind a complete corpse? It seems that the power of the believers’ faith is not to be underestimated. At least his body has become much more solid~... Huh?"

However, when Yumo’s gaze moved to Kael’s face, the girl suddenly furrowed her brow.

In Yumo’s imagination, Kael, the bastard who dared to hurt her daughter, must experience a wave of despair before his death!

When the two ultimate moves of the Asumos Church, ’Aggregate Star’ and ’Soul Purification,’ were both used but failed to achieve victory, Kael’s expression should be one of despair, right? It should be that kind of desperate and unwilling, wanting to cry but having no tears left, despairing expression, right?

Imagining Kael’s terrified expression, Yumo felt a sense of pleasure in her heart. It was precisely to see Kael’s ridiculous expression before his death that Yumo walked over to his corpse.

However, the reality was a huge letdown. The expression on Kael’s corpse was not one of panic but remained calm and composed. Moreover... the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a strange smile?

"Huh? Wait a minute?"

"This bastard, Why are you smiling?"