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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 838: Who Does the Heavens Spare?

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"So, who wants to go first~?"

Yumo gently raised the feather duster in her hand and smiled kindly.

At this moment, as if to match its owner's intentions, the feather duster took the initiative to release waves of terrifying bloody aura. In an instant, the temperature in the conference room plummeted. Upon sensing that cruel bloody aura, the long-buried fears hidden deep within everyone's hearts were once again awakened. Although the feather duster had not yet fallen upon their buttocks, they could already feel a tingling pain.

Except for Sebastian, who was crouching with his head in his hands and a guilty expression, everyone else felt as if the Grim Reaper had grabbed them by the throat, making it difficult to breathe.

Standing at the entrance of the conference room, Limo, although not quite understanding what her mother had just said, saw her smile vanish instantly upon the appearance of the feather duster, replaced by genuine fear.