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Abyssal Chronicles

In the northern part of the world, a long-standing battle between various races and the demon race has finally reached its end. The Demon Lord, a figure with black hair, red eyes, rules from her obsidian palace, having repeatedly defeated the Goddess, the strongest being in the world. However, she refrains from killing her, knowing she will only be reborn to lead another attack. As the goddess kneels before her, badly injured and helpless, the sounds of explosions echo outside, signaling the imminent victory of the alliance. Despite her immense power, the demon lord acknowledges the demon's overall weakness compared to humans and the Alliance. The development of fighting energy and mana has allowed ordinary humans to fight demons, leading to the demon army's defeat. Aware of the Alliance's intent to enslave the abyssal demon, the Demon Lord decides to cast a forbidden spell that will cost her life. As the Alliance forces storm the palace, they hesitate upon sensing the spell's energy. The Demon Lord vows to resist and be reborn to save her people. Meanwhile, the goddess reflects on the demon lord's past treatment of her and acknowledges her respect and dedication to her people. As the demon lord prepares to cast the spell, the goddess asks if she can abandon her plan and live freely. However, demon lords are duty-bound to restore the demon race's glory and protect her people. Understanding the demon lord's resolve, the goddess readies her sword, intending to clash with the demo lord's forbidden spell. The resulting explosion creates a mushroom cloud, marking the end of the conflict and the start of a new era. The Demon Lord and the Goddess become historical figures, their stories occasionally told.

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Chapter 371 : The Pope part 2 [4/5]

"It's been a while, hasn't it? Not happy to see an old friend?"

 

The man chuckles lightly, behaving like he's meeting a long-lost friend, casually slinging his arm over Nick's shoulder.

 

The man has a dazzling golden short hair, with the ends of his hair dyed a pure white. His vibrant red eyes are squinted into a slit, warmly focused on Archbishop Nick. Strictly speaking, the man's appearance was average. He's the sort who'd go unnoticed in a crowd.

 

However,

 

This seemingly ordinary presence radiates a barely perceptible aura. Even though he isn't showing any magical or holy powers, and his words and actions are friendly, he exerts a pressure on Nick that he has never experienced before, almost halting his heart.

 

After the man's unexpected arrival, the four white-robed Sacred Envoys kneel down without a word, giving their most sincere greetings.