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Abyssal Chronicles-Chapter 947 - 948: The Entangler
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Pierre was very anxious.
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After dealing with the Church Nation invaders at the border of Saint Lomari, Pierre took the head of the leader and rushed back to the Imperial Capital - Wisteria, with almost no delay along the way.
However, in just a few short days, when Pierre returned to Wisteria, the Imperial Capital was already in chaos, and the Imperial Palace had suffered a devastating attack. Looking at the corpses that were cut into pieces all over the square, Pierre couldn’t help but bite his lips tightly, and feelings of anger and unease began to grow and fester in his heart.
After sensing the remnants of holy magic energy in the air, even Pierre, who usually didn’t like to use his brain much, couldn’t help but guess the cause and effect of the situation.
Those infiltration teams from the Church Nation at the border were probably just bait to attract his attention, while the real main force took advantage of his absence from the Imperial Capital to launch an attack on the palace.
Luring the tiger away from the mountain?
"Despicable bastards!"
Wasn’t the old woman guarding the Imperial Palace? If even she was defeated... the invaders from the Church Nation this time seemed to be no easy prey.
Aya, you stupid woman, please don’t be in trouble!!
With an extremely uneasy heart, Pierre quickly walked towards the depths of the palace, trying to find Aya’s whereabouts.
Even if Aya was already dead, he had to see the corpse!
At this moment, the azure communication magic stone on Pierre’s necklace suddenly emitted a few faint blue lights. Then, a magnetic, mature, and steady male voice entered Pierre’s mind.
"Lord Pierre, please calm down."
"Xiao?! Don’t look for me at this time. I’m very busy!"
"Calm down! Lord Pierre, I know you want to find Miss Aya. The members of Nightingale have already confirmed Miss Aya’s location through aerial observation."
"Where?!!"
"In the sacrificial hall where the ’Goddess’s Birthday Festival’ is being held! But there’s a very powerful person there."
"I know. I’m going to beat the crap out of that guy!"
"You can’t beat him up. Lord Pierre, listen to me. After saving Miss Aya, you should try to act like you’re falling into..."
However, before Xiao could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Pierre:
"We’ll talk about that after saving that stupid woman. I don’t have time to listen to your nonsense now!!"
"Hey, hey!! Listen to me!!"
"No time!"
After learning about Aya’s location, Pierre, who only wanted to save her, ignored Xiao’s words without a second thought. He even tore the necklace with the communication magic stone from his neck and directly crushed it, throwing it into a nearby bush. With his leg muscles tensed, propelled by his powerful leg strength, Pierre suddenly turned into a purple lightning bolt, rushing towards the sacrificial hall behind the palace.
Boom!!!
Accompanied by a thunderous roar that sounded like a thunderbolt, the dark iron gate of the sacrificial hall was suddenly punched and sent flying by Pierre. Facing the thick smell of blood, Pierre anxiously called out:
"Aya!! Where are you?!"
However, what responded to him was a hoarse and unfamiliar male voice.
--"Are you looking for your Mistress? Miss Head Maid?"--
Hearing this, Pierre turned his gaze towards the source of the voice and suddenly waved his hand. The powerful wind pressure dispersed all the bloody mist in the hall. And when the scene inside the hall was fully revealed in front of Pierre, this Sword Demon King’s expression suddenly turned solemn, and his eyes narrowed.
At this moment, the originally solemn and dignified sacrificial hall was not only filled with blood and flesh, but it had also become like a spider demon’s nest. Silver threads resembling spider silk were all over the hall, and hundreds of Saint Lomari officials, guards, and servants were entangled by the threads and suspended in mid-air. Entangled by these threads and cut with countless wounds, they couldn’t help but let out one miserable wail after another.
Upon seeing Pierre, these people began to cast pleading gazes at him one after another.
After all, in their minds, this maid who had been accompanying the Empress for many years seemed to possess extraordinary strength.
Of course, Pierre directly chose to ignore these pleading gazes.
Because what Pierre cared about the most was not these people hanging by the threads, but the green-haired girl sitting on the sacrificial altar.
"Aya?"
At this moment, Aya’s figure suddenly entered Pierre’s eyes. The Empress of Saint Lomari had already lost her former splendor and elegance. Her entire face was pale, her gorgeous dress was cut into a tattered state, and the exposed skin was covered with ferocious blood marks. The girl seemed to have been tortured for too long. She had lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss, but still instinctively let pained sound.
Staring at Aya like this, Pierre tightly clenched his fists, and an unprecedented anger continuously overflowed from his eyes.
The next moment, this angry and murderous gaze suddenly locked onto the tall figure behind Aya.
It was a rather burly-looking man, wearing a black trench coat, with short gray-white hair, and a white mask to conceal his true appearance. Pierre didn’t know the man’s identity. But what he clearly knew was that this man was the culprit behind all of this.
"Who are you?"
Pierre said coldly, and the Shadow Power inside his body began to surge.
Unknowingly, lightning had begun to burst out around Pierre’s body.
On the other side, seeming to have noticed Pierre’s intention, the gray-haired man playfully spoke up to remind him.
"Calm down, Head Maid. If you act rashly, your mistress’s little head might relocate at any time."
Caressing Aya’s neck, the gray-haired man revealed a meaningful smile.
And very proudly, he displayed the fatal thread entangled around Aya’s neck in front of Pierre’s eyes.
"Are you threatening me?"
"Hehe, I am just stating an objective fact. Also..."
With that said, the gray-haired man’s gaze meaningfully swept over the hundreds of suspended people from the Saint Lomari Empire present, as well as the magic formation hidden in the corner of the hall that was in operation.
"Head Maid, I have to remind you of one more thing. If you act rashly, these people will also die together. Moreover, this is the venue of the ’Goddess’s Birthday Festival’. There are several communication magics hidden here that are transmitting the events happening here to the entire Saint Lomari Empire. Once you make a move, everyone will know your identity."
"..."
Hearing these words, the purple-haired maid was stunned for a moment. The eyes that were originally filled with killing intent suddenly flashed with a trace of confusion.
"Hehe..."
Seeing this, the corners of the gray-haired man’s mouth under the mask slowly rose, revealing a smile that seemed to have everything under control.
"If you don’t want all of this to happen, it’s best if you don’t do anything."
It seemed that Demon King having emotions and reason was not necessarily a bad thing. Having been together for a full six years, the Sword Demon must have developed certain feelings for some of the humans present. In addition, this fellow had been hiding his identity and painstakingly managing the Saint Lomari Empire for many years. He certainly wouldn’t want his identity to be exposed. Using these points, his actions could be restrained.
While the Sword Demon was in a dilemma and hesitation, with his hands and feet tied, and before he could activate that terrifying armor, the gray-haired man’s fingers hidden behind Aya gently pulled. The threads that had been lurking under the floor of the sacrificial hall gradually appeared and silently surrounded the Sword Demon.
Next, as long as he pulled his fingers, the sharp threads would dismember this spine-chilling Sword Demon into pieces.
At this moment, the brown eyes under the gray-haired man’s mask gradually overflowed with a frenzied joy of being about to succeed.
However, the next moment, in response to the gray-haired man’s words, Pierre’s reaction was completely unexpected. After being confused for a while, Pierre tilted his head very seriously:
"These people? Who are they? Whether they live or die has nothing to do with me."
"What?"
The unexpected answer stunned the gray-haired man.
But before he could react to what was going on, the vast and boundless Shadow Power aura, like the abyss of the sea, suddenly rushed towards him, carrying the raging power of thunder!! Under the flashing of lightning, those hostages that the gray-haired man used as human shields in front of him were directly devoured by the ferocious thunder, turning to ashes without even having the chance to let out a scream.
And Pierre himself rushed to the gray-haired man’s front at lightning speed.
"Also, if my identity is exposed, then so be it. You don’t really think that if my identity is exposed, I won’t be able to control this Saint Lomari, do you?! You think you can restrain me with just these few points?! Are you an idiot?!!"
As the words were spoken, under the gray-haired man’s horrified gaze, Pierre’s iron fist filled with the power of thunder rapidly enlarged in his eyes.
What?!