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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 634: The final boss

Inside the Teachers' Apartment,

After setting up the warning barrier, Sebastian, the chief butler of the Black Rose, cautiously approached the front of the living room. After a brief mental strategizing, Sebastian abandoned the elegance of a butler and sneaked behind the wall, peeking his head out towards the interior.

There,

In the spacious living room, the lights were extinguished, and everything was immersed in the slightly cool, bright moonlight. A silent atmosphere pervaded the room, within which a hint of sorrow was hidden. The blue crystal window of the living room, newly repaired, was wide open, welcoming the chilly night breeze inside.

At this moment, a girl sat quietly on the window sill, barefoot, wearing a thin red gauze dress. She leaned against the window frame, silently gazing at the peaceful night scene outside.

Under the caress of the cold wind, her black and red hair fluttered in the wind, smooth and soft like waves.