Chapter 635: This Isn't Enough, Must Hold Out a Bit Longer

The Pope's propaganda skills were quite strong.

No one knew who initially spread the word.

But everyone knew that the brave Valkyrie, who had once fought against the Evil God, had reappeared, stronger than ever, ready to slay the Evil God.

Brave warriors from all corners of the continent flocked towards the Lanyuan Empire.

Hoping to assist the Valkyrie.

Sylph, Olivia, and Tia all received the news.

They were thrilled.

Finally, they had a trace of Coran. Over the years, they had also diligently cultivated their skills. Although they hadn't progressed as rapidly as Coran, they had still improved considerably.

"Dad, I'm going out for a bit, I have something to do," Coran said to her father, who was blacksmithing.

Lin Fan, gripping his hammer and striking a piece of iron, looked up and asked, "Will you be back for dinner?"

Coran replied, "Maybe. It's a bit far, it'll take some time."

"Oh, alright. Go and come back safely."

"Mm, I know."

Coran mounted her dragon and gradually disappeared into the distance.

Lin Fan watched her receding figure, a smile playing on his lips. "Mm, she's really grown up."

"Huh?"

Just then, he sensed an incredibly powerful aura. No… not exactly powerful, but rather, a very dark aura.

"The God of Darkness?"

Lin Fan pondered, slightly puzzled.

He had been searching for traces of the God of Darkness, but to no avail. He hadn't expected the God of Darkness's aura to appear now.

"Forget it, it's not urgent for now. My daughter's matters are more important."

Compared to the God of Darkness, his daughter was definitely more important.

At the Evil God's headquarters.

A group of brave warriors had gathered early. They were awaiting Coran's arrival. In their hearts, Coran was their backbone.

Soon, a roar echoed through the air – the sound of a dragon.

Everyone looked up at the sky, a massive dark shadow appearing in the distance.

"She's here! She's riding a dragon!"

"I heard that after three years of cultivation, Lin Coran's power has surpassed her previous level. With the dragon's help, she might actually be able to destroy the Evil God."

"We must also contribute our strength."

"Exactly!"

The dragon landed slowly, and Coran dismounted. Seeing so many people gathered, she was a little surprised, but more than that, she felt a surge of confidence. Everyone wanted to eliminate the Evil God, so they were bound to succeed.

"Coran!"

Her three close friends were excited and excited to see her. They rushed to her side, grasping her hands.

"Why didn't you tell us where you were going?"

Coran explained, "I'm sorry. I wanted to cultivate and become stronger, so I left without saying goodbye. Olivia, don't worry, we will definitely slay the Evil God."

"Mm." Olivia knew that Coran's hard work was all to save her. Seeing Coran now, her heart was filled with a mix of emotions she couldn't quite express.

If it were possible, she wouldn't want Coran to work so hard.

Akmund watched the scene unfold, feeling rather helpless.

"Impressive, quite a crowd. Even if I am the Evil God, there's no need for such a large-scale siege, is there? Does this world simply not allow the existence of an Evil God?"

He didn't want to say much.

Although people considered him the Evil God, he hadn't destroyed anything, let alone caused any disasters. He just bore the title of Evil God and was treated like this.

It was quite frustrating to think about.

"This is my final appearance. Since it's come to this, then let's begin. Creatures of the abyss, entertain these human warriors well, but don't take their lives."

If these abyssal creatures possessed even a sliver of intelligence, they would surely ask:

"Lord, we're not supposed to harm them, but they're trying to kill us. Isn't that a bit unfair?"

Unfortunately, even if they thought this, they wouldn't dare question the Abyss Lord. If they did, they would surely be swallowed whole.

At that moment, a fierce battle erupted.

The abyssal creatures charged towards the human warriors. For these creatures, being able to fight humans was quite exciting. However, the Abyss Lord's order not to harm them was rather annoying.

Coran and her friends efficiently cleared out the abyssal creatures.

Clean and decisive, without holding back.

They steadily advanced.

After falling, the abyssal creatures would transform into black mist and merge back into the abyss.

From the abyss they came, and to the abyss they returned. After a period of time, they would revive within the abyss.

Everyone looked towards the palace ahead.

The Evil God's residence.

Once the Evil God was eliminated, everything would be over.

Inside the palace, Akmund paid no attention to the outside situation. He sat on his throne, a symbol of his status, trying out various poses.

"This pose isn't domineering enough; it doesn't embody the aura of an Abyss Lord."

"This one seems alright…"

"No, I need a better one."

If the warriors outside, who had come to destroy him, knew what he was doing, they would surely be enraged. They were here to destroy him, and he was posing, waiting for their arrival.

Was this respect?

Or did he simply not take them seriously?

Finally, the Abyss Lord chose a pose. He sat there, leaning slightly, his left hand clenched in a fist supporting his chin, his gaze cold and fixed straight ahead, motionless, exuding a noble, aloof, and domineering aura.

This was the feeling he wanted.

Although the final outcome wasn't something he could change, the process absolutely couldn't be casual. It had to be spectacular.

"How does it feel?" The Pope appeared, seeing Akmund sitting there pretending. He wanted to laugh but held back. Crucially, Lin Fan wasn't around, and he was afraid that if he mocked Akmund, he would get beaten up.

Akmund replied, "Not bad."

The Pope said, "That Coran child has made terrifying progress. Even that dragon has improved significantly. It seems those five have invested quite a bit in the dragon."

"In her current state, I'm no match for her."

The Pope sighed. If Coran didn't have such a background, his expression now would be one of terror. Such strength at such a young age? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

But now…

He could only sigh.

He had no other thoughts.

Akmund said, "You're old. If I hadn't made a pact with you, you would have died long ago."

His words weren't wrong, but they made the Pope feel somewhat uncomfortable.

What a way to talk!

"Alright, I'll be going now. It'll be troublesome if they see me." The Pope didn't want to waste any more words with Akmund. Being humiliated by him made him unhappy, but he could only endure it silently.

In the end, Akmund was still the Abyss Lord.

"Mm," Akmund responded calmly.

His expression hadn't changed from the beginning.

He was completely immersed in his role.

The Pope wondered where Lin Fan was.

If he were here, he could at least engage in some banter with the Abyss Lord.

Too bad.

But he knew Lin Fan must be somewhere, watching the situation unfold, after all, it was his daughter.

After a long while, a loud boom echoed.

The palace doors were violently blasted open.

Coran led the remaining warriors into the palace and saw the Evil God sitting there, gazing at them coldly.

Some of the warriors, upon seeing the Evil God, their expressions turned grave.

They hadn't participated in the first siege against the Evil God.

This was their first encounter.

He was even more intimidating than they had imagined.

"How rude. Do you think you can just kick down someone's door when you arrive at a strange place?" Akmund said slowly.

He still didn't move.

He wanted them to have a good look.

Was his pose domineering enough?

Coran stated, "Evil God, we're here to destroy you."

Akmund chuckled. "Little girl, I didn't expect it to be you again. Mm, not bad, you've become stronger, much stronger than three years ago. But if you think you can defeat me with your current strength, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

"Whether I'm disappointed or not isn't for you to tell me." Coran knew the Evil God before her was powerful, but she firmly believed she could slay him.

All her efforts had led to this day.

There wasn't much more to say.

Soon, the battle began.

In the shadows, Lin Fan watched Coran. She was truly remarkable. Even facing Akmund, she showed no fear. Moreover, he noticed that after merging with the dragon, Coran's power had surged dramatically. Even the Pope was no match for her.

Boom!

Magic and Dou Qi clashed brilliantly, causing violent explosions everywhere.

As the Abyss Lord, Akmund's power was unimaginable. For humans to defeat him was incredibly difficult unless they possessed the ability to counter him.

The merged Coran possessed such an ability.

The other warriors surrounded and attacked the Evil God. The once intact palace was now battered and broken. Akmund was holding back, using only about half his strength. If he unleashed his full power, it would be terrifying.

Lin Fan knew Coran had already reached the limit of what humans could achieve in this dream world, but this limit could be broken. He hoped Coran could break through this limit, though the difficulty was immense.

It might take a very, very long time.

As the battle progressed, both Akmund and Coran sustained injuries. As for the other warriors participating in the fight, it went without saying. Akmund had no intention of playing around with them. He swiftly defeated them one by one, rendering them incapable of fighting.

Then, he focused solely on battling Coran.

Now, Akmund started to take Coran seriously. He felt a sense of threat, knowing that the merged Coran was very powerful and capable of unleashing unimaginable force.

The incapacitated warriors watched the scene in astonishment.

So strong.

Truly too strong.

Seeing Coran fighting the Evil God on equal footing, they felt that victory might actually be possible.

Their hope grew stronger.

Akmund knew what Lin Fan wanted to see. He wanted to see Coran, in a desperate situation, erupt with power beyond her limits. So, he pressured Coran in battle, forcing out her potential.

Coran's strength was already formidable, especially in her merged state.

To suppress her, he needed to use his true abilities.

She had truly made great progress.

Worthy of being that man's daughter.

Indeed extraordinary.

Boom!

Coran's sword struck Akmund, tearing his flesh. She pushed her palm forward, unleashing a high-tier magic spell. Brilliant light enveloped Akmund.

The battle had reached its climax.

It was time to end it.

Akmund knew his mission was coming to a close.

Let it be.

It was actually quite good.

Wait.

He felt that ending it like this was a bit too hasty. Coran had only landed one sword strike and used one high-tier magic spell. Against others, that might have been enough.

But he was the Abyss Lord.

He couldn't just end it like this.

He had to hold out a bit longer.