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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.

Hail_The_loli · Fantasia
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1004 Chs

Chapter 857: Absorbing Energy

In a hidden underground ruin within the territory of the small central nation of Ancita Continent - the Maple Leaf Principality, hundreds of church followers dressed in white Asumos Church attire and holding torches were quickly shuttling through the narrow and ancient-looking ruin tunnels. The bright torchlight not only illuminated the dark tunnels but also reflected the faces of the followers, which were filled with fanaticism and excitement.

As time passed, one of the elderly church followers couldn't hold back his excitement and asked the young brown-haired man leading the way in front, "Little Vic, how much longer until we can see the Goddess?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's inquiry, the man named Vic continued to walk quickly while turning his head back helplessly:

"Soon, very soon, Uncle Mosan. We'll be able to see the Goddess very soon. At that time, the Goddess will give you her blessing and help you cure your lung disease."