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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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[Bonus chapter] Chapter 341: Punishment [3/5]

 

"Oww, it hurts, it really hurts..."

At this moment,

A silver-haired girl, nearly naked except for a pair of silk stockings, was weakly sprawled on a sofa, clutching a piece of black cloth in her hand, sobbing continuously.

 

Mengxi's eyes were already red-rimmed, filled with tears, and her lips murmuring, she looked really wronged.

 

Bright tears rolled in her eyes. Obviously, Mengxi was trying to suppress her urge to cry. But as the burning pain from her bottom continued to come, the silver-haired girl's endurance finally reached its limit.

 

Then, large, round, sparkling tears continuously fell down the girl's face, soaking the fluffy sofa once again.

Mengxi cried. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was very penetrating and filled with a soul-stirring charm.

Coupled with her inherently stunning beauty, it would evoke sympathy from anyone who saw this scene.