Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 644 - 645: Self-Destruction

"You hate Abyssal Demons and want to kill the Demon Kings. I can understand that. That’s exactly why I can’t let you live anymore."

"What?!!"

"Anyone who threatens my children must be annihilated."

...

It was no longer the cute voice from before, but a voice like the sound of heaven, yet unusually cold.

As these words with a completely different tone reached his ears, Nolan’s expression changed drastically, his eyes trembling as if they had experienced a magnitude 12 earthquake.

The girl who had been bound by the strongest binding magic spell and suppressed, suddenly transformed into countless blood-colored butterflies, breaking free from the restraints.

"Where did she go?!"

Just as Nolan frantically looked around for the pink-haired girl, a figure in black, without any warning, appeared before him in a flash of crimson light. Her speed was so fast that even Nolan, adept at sensing, couldn’t lock onto her.

What entered Nolan’s vision was a girl in a red gauze dress, breathtakingly beautiful.

Tall and slender, her skin as white and translucent as snow, her delicate features seemed like treasures meticulously crafted by the creator. Just one glance was enough to captivate the soul.

Her crimson eyes shone like dazzling rubies.

Cold, noble, and exuding an indescribable sinister charm.

The girl was so beautiful that even Nolan, who had seen countless women, was momentarily stunned.

However, Nolan had no time to appreciate her beauty. The moment the black-haired girl appeared, he felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation and terror sweep over him.

His heart pounded nervously, like a sword on a taut bowstring, ready to leap out of his chest at any moment.

Although the girl was beautiful, the overwhelming spiritual pressure she brought, and the waves of despairing shadow power, constantly reminded Nolan of a terrifying fact.

The being before him was a monster in human skin.

And not just any monster, but a monster among monsters!

Whether it was the pink-haired girl just now or the nightmare he had briefly encountered before, they were nothing compared to this girl.

Black and red gradient hair, blood-colored butterflies, and such an oppressive aura.

’Is she the Blood Butterfly?!’

’She… she is the one who took the form of that girl, The Demon Temple?!’

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?!"

Nolan roared hysterically.

Driven by his will to fight and his desire to survive, Nolan gritted his teeth, trying to launch an attack on the girl before him.

However,

Before Nolan could mobilize his inner strength, the black-haired girl swiftly raised her hand and firmly grasped his head.

With just one grip, the terrifying force of the Shadow spread rapidly, mercilessly crushing and devouring the magic around Nolan.

Anticipating Nolan’s attempt to retaliate with magical artifacts, all of his artifacts were shredded by the crimson Shadow during this onslaught.

In the blink of an eye, Nolan was completely suppressed, almost losing his ability to resist.

At this moment, Nolan fully realized how outrageously wrong his previous judgment had been.

Regret flooded his heart like a breached dam.

As for why Blood Butterfly disguised herself as the pink-haired girl, Nolan had no clue. Nor did he have the strength to ponder this question. His only thought was to break free from the girl’s suppression and seek help from his colleagues.

Unfortunately,

No matter how hard he tried, the girl’s grip was immovable as a mountain.

Moreover, all his calls for help were like stones dropped in the ocean, receiving no response.

A battle of such scale erupting over the skies of Luminous Royal Academy couldn’t possibly go unnoticed…Yet, the eerie silence of the entire city confirmed to Nolan that no one was aware of the battlefield here...

For a time,

Nolan’s body trembled in despair.

…

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Watching this stubborn, overconfident Holy Tower powerhouse struggle to break free, Yumo remained emotionless, her eyes as still as dead water. She looked at Nolan with the indifference of staring at a dead man, silently observing him.

The crimson Shadow gradually gathered in Yumo’s palm.

Soon,

The surging power of the Shadow compressed into a world-destroying Shadowy beam, released from Yumo’s palm. Everything would be obliterated under its power, even the head of a level 8 powerhouse could not escape this fate.

Over the past few decades, Yumo had always refrained from taking action against powerful people of the continent, fearing that it would weaken the future fighting forces too much.

But now, Yumo’s heart held no reservations.

"Farewell, Holy Tower’s Warrior."

After uttering these indifferent words, Yumo’s eyes narrowed slightly as the Shadow force in her hand reached its critical point of release.

However,

At that moment, Yumo’s body stiffened slightly, and a trace of surprise flickered imperceptibly in her eyes.

At this instant,

Nolan who previously engulfed in fear and despair, trembling all over, once again opened his eyes and met Yumo’s gaze. Unlike before, Nolan’s eyes now held no confusion, no despair, but a deep-seated hatred and a resolute acceptance of his impending death.

His trembling body, which previously seemed laughable, now appeared to have ceased its shaking due to a change in his mental state.

As one of the four revered supreme of Holy Tower, Nolan had his own sense of pride and honor.

Facing Abyssal Demon he loathed the most, Nolan, with his strong will, suppressed the fear in his heart. He couldn’t allow himself to be so cowardly in front of an Abyssal Demon!

Even if he couldn’t defeat the opponent, even if he couldn’t escape from her grasp, he refused to die in such a pathetic manner!

"Don’t underestimate me, demon!!!"

With the last of his strength, Nolan let out a hoarse roar:

As he roared, the magic trying to break the Shadow’s bonds began to crazily converge towards his chest! In just a moment, Nolan’s chest emitted intense heat and an ominous red glow.

All of Nolan’s power was suddenly concentrated in his chest, at the core of his being.

For a cultivator to focus all his strength into one point, his intention was clear.

Self-destruction.

"Die!!!!"

With Nolan’s hysterical roar, the chains suppressing his inner power instantly shattered! A world-destroying force burst forth from within him!

*Boom!!!*

In the midst of an earth-shattering explosion,

Above the sky, a huge emerald energy sphere explosively burst into existence! The dazzling emerald light illuminated the night sky, momentarily driving away the darkness. The energy sphere, expanding at an unimaginable speed, engulfed everything around it, annihilating everything in its path.

By burning his soul and channeling all his soul power into the explosion, Nolan’s attack reached the power of a high level 8 divine mage’s full-force strike.

In his final moments, Nolan had broken through his own limits.

…

Unfortunately,

While the final attack was formidable enough to look down upon the world, it was still insignificant to Yumo in her current state.

After a flash of crimson light, the emerald sphere, which held a sense of despair and oppression like a doomsday sun, was instantly shattered by a crimson blade that burst forth from within. In just an instant, the apocalyptic sun crumbled to pieces...

The residual power lingering in the air was greedily devoured by countless bloody butterflies, becoming nourishment for them.

As Nolan’s magic power gradually dispersed, the sky returned to its previous silence.

And Yumo, still silently floating in the sky, maintained her grip on Nolan’s head.

Even after directly facing Nolan’s self-destruction, Yumo remained unharmed, not even her red dress was damaged. The only sensation was a slight numbness in her right hand.

"Well, your power was decent," Yumo objectively noted, looking at her slightly numb palm.

Truthfully,

Yumo had almost no combat experience, but she could see through Nolan’s intent to self-destruct. After all, it was quite evident what concentrating all power into the core meant.

Yumo only needed to exert a little effort to crush Nolan’s head and end his self-destruction.

However,

After a moment’s consideration, Yumo decided not to stop him.

Unlike the other powerhouses who knelt before her begging for mercy, Nolan tried his best to take her down with him. This courage was commendable. Thus, Yumo chose to face this warrior’s last fury, as a final gesture of respect.

With a slight smile, Yumo thoughtfully looked at the emerald magic particles gradually dissipating into the environment.

"Rest easy, Holy Tower warrior. You won’t be alone..."

"There will be many more to accompany you soon~"

...

The sky returned to silence.

Following the dispersion of the emerald magic power, the brutal Shadow force also slowly receded back into Yumo under her control.

As the Shadow retracted, the sky appeared like a shattered mirror, with cracks running through it…

With a flash of crimson light, the false space around them completely disintegrated, revealing the real night sky outside.

Indeed,

From the moment Nolan arrived above Luminous Royal Academy, he had fallen into a closed barrier set up by Yumo, where everything around was an illusion, a fabrication.

The holy Tower Supreme was not fighting in the sky, but in a secluded space shaped by Shadow force– the "Nether Realm."

The "Nether Realm" is one of the few skills that Yumo has mastered.

This skill was originally developed by Yumo to complement the use of the feather duster. As you know, children being spanked with a feather duster often scream like slaughtered pigs.

To prevent the heart-wrenching screams from scaring other children, causing them unrest or even leaving psychological scars, Yumo often takes naughty children to the "Nether Realm" before taking action.

In layman’s terms, it’s "closing the door to discipline the child"?

In this realm,

Unless one possesses strength surpassing Yumo, no information can be transmitted out of this domain.

That’s why Nolan’s calls for help went unanswered.

After all, to outsiders, the sky above Luminous remained peaceful and serene.