Abyssal Chronicles
Chapter 971 - 972: The Racing Silver Light
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After breathing a sigh of relief, Basarion, having consumed most of his holy power, could hardly maintain the Divine Grace state. He returned to his normal form and slowly descended from mid-air, landing among the pile of corpses.
Looking at the silver-haired girl standing on the high platform not far away, who remained expressionless throughout, Basarion couldnât help but reveal an excited and worshipful gaze.
"As expected of Her Majesty, the messenger of the Goddess. To actually lure the Bloody Butterfly here without any defense, itâs truly admirable."
With fingers interlocked, Basarion had already regarded Mengxi as the great incarnation of the Goddess, and slowly knelt down to show his utmost respect.
At the same time, Basarionâs gaze couldnât help but move towards the cone-shaped golden crystal.
Although they had received the Goddessâs blessing, it was still difficult for them to defeat Bloody Butterfly, who was the incarnation of the Demon Temple. However, now that the Polar Star Coffin had been cast, Bloody Butterfly had essentially been defeated. After all, the Polar Star Coffin was the super magic used by the Goddess to seal the Demon Goddess years ago. Once sealed within it, there was no possibility of escape!
This was incomparable to the Black Death Sky Prison of the Red Leaf Empire from years ago; it was a truly eternal prison!!
-Haha, Such a powerful Bloody Butterfly, after being sealed in the golden divine crystal, showed no more movement!-
Thinking that he had participated in the successful plan to seal the Demon Temple, Basarion felt an unprecedented joy, his muscular body trembling with excitement. Of course, as a Church Wing sworn to expel Abyssal Demons, Basarion would not be satisfied with this.
In any case, Although the root of the Demons had been sealed, there were still a vast number of Abyssal Demons and several detestable Demon Kings left in the world. Only by eliminating them could they create the pure world without Demons that the Goddess expected.
Thinking of this, Basarion eagerly stood up and made a request to the gray-haired man slowly descending onto the Prayer Plaza behind him:
"Lord Prime Minister, please give this subordinate orders! This subordinate will certainly not repeat the mistakes of Luca and Seville, and will eliminate all those Demon Kings!"
On the other side, The gray-haired man slowly approaching the Prayer Plaza was undoubtedly Zuoben, the current Prime Minister of the Church Nation.
Faced with Basarionâs request, Zuoben only responded with a faint smile, not directly agreeing to his request, but instead cast his thoughtful gaze around, towards the golden crystal that constantly emitted dense divine power.
Hmm, So far, everything has gone very smoothly
Bloody Butterflyâs helpless and resentful expression shows sheâs truly been sealed.
Zuobenâs lips curled slightly upwards, a somewhat demonic smile gradually appearing on his pale face. As expected, the super magic Polar Star Coffin must be cast by the Girl of Destiny who inherited the Goddessâs blood to show its true power.
Now that theyâve successfully locked Bloody Butterfly in the seal, the relationship between her and Mengxi must have developed a major rift.
Next, Just one more push, and the two can be completely forced into mortal enemies. Once Bloody Butterfly kills Mengxi, my goal will be achieved. The two peak ninth-level beings will go to war, and I will undoubtedly become the fisherman who benefits in the end.
As for how to give that final push?
Zuoben had already made up his mind.
Glancing slightly to the side, looking at the eager and excited Basarion, the Wing of Bonds, Zuobenâs eyes narrowed slightly.
Almost imperceptibly, a flash of contempt and disdain appeared in Zuobenâs eyes.
Hehe, foolish fellow.
So eager to expel Demons? Do you really think Bloody Butterfly has been completely sealed?
Although the Polar Star Coffin has been successfully cast, there is still an insurmountable gulf of power between Mengxi and that goddess. The Polar Star Coffin cast with Mengxiâs current strength, even with the energy of several tons of magic stones and the power gained from tens of thousands of believers burning their souls, cannot be compared to the super magic used by the goddess back then.
If Bloody Butterfly hadnât been so naive and been tricked without any defense, Mengxi wouldnât have succeeded.
But even so, considering the endless Shadow Power within Bloody Butterflyâs body, it would be good if this half-baked âPolar Star Coffinâ could trap her for a few hours. To think of permanent sealing?
What a fool.
Well, for someone who doesnât understand the difference in levels, itâs understandable to think this way.
Besides, if she were truly permanently sealed, it would be troublesome for me instead.
After all, I still need Bloody Butterfly to help me deal with that goddess. Hehehe~
Although contemptuous internally, Zuoben naturally wouldnât show this emotion, but instead smiled and shook his head, refusing Basarionâs request.
"I fully understand your loyalty, Basarion. But Iâm sorry, youâre not suitable to go and subjugate the remaining Demon Kings."
"Not, not suitable?"
Basarionâs expression changed abruptly, anxiously pressing his chest and saying:
"Lord Prime Minister, please believe me! Iâm stronger than Luca and Seville! I can definitely accomplish the goal! Please believe me!"
"Itâs not that I donât believe you."
Zuoben sighed, explaining helplessly:
"Basarion, you just assisted Her Majesty in constructing the âPolar Star Coffinâ magic, presumably having consumed most of your magic power. You need rest now, not battle. The task of subjugating Demon Kings can be left to others."
"Others?! But now, besides me, who else can..."
--"Let me do it." --
Basarion wanted to say something more, but upon hearing these words, the words he was about to say were swallowed back. He turned his head somewhat surprised to look behind him.
"Your Majesty?!"
Looking at the silver-haired girl floating down from the high platform surrounded by silver light, Basarion, after a brief moment of stunned silence, hurriedly knelt down to pay respects to Mengxi.
However, Mengxi had no time to deal with Basarion at this moment, and instead walked straight towards Zuoben.
"Iâll go. Those who dare to compete with me for Yumo, I want to deal with them personally."
"Your Majesty..."
Gazing at the silver-haired girl walking towards him step by step, observing the madness and coldness clearly displayed in the girlâs light purple eyes, Zuoben narrowed his eyes meaningfully.
Without a doubt, Letting Mengxi kill those Demon Kings would certainly make Bloody Butterfly go berserk, thoroughly putting her at odds with Mengxi. But,
At this moment, Zuoben was unwilling to let Mengxi take action.
The restraining time of the âPolar Star Coffinâ is limited, considering the ridiculous energy contained within the Bloody Butterfly.
It would only trap her for a few hours at most.
Within these few hours, those Demon Kings must be dealt with! To show their miserable deaths to Bloody Butterfly. And to defeat those few Demon Kings within a few hours? Neither Basarion nor Mengxi at her peak could accomplish it. That being the case...
"Iâm sorry, Your Majesty. You just exhausted yourself sealing Bloody Butterfly, and like Basarion, your body hasnât recovered yet. Itâs really not suitable for you to go confront those Demon Kings. Even without Bloody Butterfly, those Demon Kings are still not to be underestimated. Luca and Seville both died at their hands. For Your Majesty to go directly now, as your subjects, we really canât feel at ease. So, please give up this dangerous idea, Your Majesty."
"But..."
"Your Majesty should focus on recovering now. The task of dealing with those Demon Kings can be left to this humble servant."
"Leave it to you?"
"Yes. Regarding the subjugation of the remaining Demon Kings, this humble servant has already chosen a suitable candidate. I believe she will efficiently and perfectly complete this task."
And just as Zuoben spoke these words, a silver meteor had already streaked across the sky, carrying an unstoppable momentum, rushing fiercely towards the north...