Huh? Are they all real?.

Before He was cast into the abyss to become the foundation of the world.

Another person, standing beside his mother in the radiance, said:

"Isn't this too unfair to him?"

It was because of this person that he received his mother's promise and blessing.

But what happened next?

Ah, I stood by and watched as my brothers killed Him!

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Chapter 272 I Redeemed You from the Abyss Again (4k)

The devil, finally realizing what he had ignored, fell silent and faced his death.

The eldest son, who was destined never to be born, was finally born, and the devil, who should not have been born, was finally killed.

The arena, specially built to mock the saint, also began to dissipate with the death of the eldest son.

Although the gods and kings still cannot see everything here.

But when the arena began to collapse, the Supreme Beings learned something that surprised them greatly, yet they also felt that it was the right thing to do.

The saint defeated the devil.

Because of the isolation of the abyss and the authority of the firstborn, they did not know what was happening inside.

Therefore, they could only talk to each other about everything that had just happened amidst endless astonishment.

And in the gradually collapsing arena.

Moen, having removed his hood, saw the Blessing Flowers fluttering in the air.

Moen reached out and caught a pale blue petal from a Blessed Flower.

He had seen this flower, which only grows in the deepest abyss, once before.

Not when he was fighting the Abyss as Saint Constantine.

The only gentleness in the abyss is extremely rare even in the abyss; he had seen this flower long before.

When it first blossomed in the abyss.

Once upon a time, there was a man whose beloved wife was abducted by the abyss.

Ignoring the gods' warnings, he stepped into the abyss and accepted the demons' trials and tribulations.

He passed through trials and tribulations, overcame one obstacle after another.

But in the end, he was just a little bit short, really just a little bit short.

This made even the demons sigh with regret.

The men's perseverance along the way had moved them.

No mortal has ever accomplished such a miracle.

Even though he ultimately failed.

The man could only watch helplessly as his wife was completely consumed by the abyss, losing the last bit of flesh and blood.

Moen remembered the man's name.

His name is Mauri Yadi. He is very ordinary, very common, a simple farmer from the Alder region.

Moen also remembered the man's wife's name.

Her name was Allie Aaron. She was just as ordinary, a blacksmith's daughter from the Alder region.

They grew up together, knew each other since childhood, developed feelings for each other, and eventually got together.

They held their wedding in the town's only church, which was as small, dilapidated, and old as their town itself.

There wasn't even a priest there, nor even a proper statue of a deity.

Only a blurry stone sculpture, whose identity is unknown, stands as a deity, providing everyone in the town with a clear object of prayer.

Therefore, that church was not blessed by the gods, and was even rejected by them.

Therefore, when the demons, with great amusement, kidnapped his wife at their wedding...

The gods and kings all fell silent.

There is one clear error in the legend about that man.

That is, the gods did not dissuade him; it was only the modifications that people in later generations had to make in order to spread his story.

The truth at the time was that only one deity persuaded and helped him.

And that deity was none other than Moen.

Even Moen only helped him open the door to the abyss.

Everything that followed was his own miracle.

It was a miracle that even Moen couldn't imagine how it could have been done.

He crossed rivers of lava, climbed mountains of glass, and ventured through thorny canyons.

Every obstacle is an endless malice that no mortal can overcome.

But he finished them all, and did so at the fastest speed he could manage. Once he got through one, he didn't dare to stop for a moment and moved on to the next.

Because the demons told him that his time was limited.

While the man accomplished one miracle after another, his wife, tormented by being bound to a withered tree by countless thorns, endured the onslaught of the abyss with unimaginable willpower.

That was torture enough to make an ascetic beg for mercy, but an ordinary blacksmith's daughter endured it for seven days and seven nights.

They all did their best in everything they could.

Even so, when the man finally overcame the last hurdle...

He could only watch his wife die before his very eyes.

If only he could have gone a little faster, if only she could have held on a little longer.

Everything will be different.

Under such circumstances, even the demons could only express their regret and could not utter any mockery or ridicule.

Because this was an impossible task from the start, a mockery that was destined to fail from the very beginning.

But the love between two mortals almost made an impossible miracle happen.

Just a little!

When Moen finally arrived after finishing everything, the only thing he saw was the Blessing Flowers blooming beside the two corpses.

The man who couldn't save his wife chose to stay with her.

He said she was afraid of the dark and afraid of fire.

The abyss was filled with darkness and fire, so he decided to stay.

They embraced each other tightly, just like when they first confessed their love.

None of the demons dared to disrupt this final confession; they carefully hid the place and then departed one by one.

It preserved the last bit of gentleness for the abyss.

That was also the first and last time Moen saw the Blessing Flower.

And now, he saw that same regret again.

I looked up, following the fluttering petals.

Moen saw the source of everything.

That's the witch, Moredis Abyss.

She is the only one in the abyss, the source of the devil's greatest power, and the heart of that terrifying body.

Now, the devil, stripped of all his crowns, is dead.

Although she stayed, it wasn't enough.

The invasion of the abyss and the malice of the devil have reduced her to nothing but bones, just like Ellie Aaron back then.

The abyss stripped her flesh and blood, and the devil imprisoned her will.

Her eyes were closed, and the withered veins on her hood grew haphazardly like dried-up branches.

The forehead and hands still form the number 666, which represents blasphemy.

Yet, for some reason, it was covered in blooming flowers of blessing.

The flowers fluttering in the air all came from her.

But Moen was much luckier than that poor man, that great husband, Maurice Yaddy.

Moen still has time.

Although the witch completely shut down her will under the invasion of the abyss, and had almost all of her flesh and blood stripped away by the devil.

But she persisted and fought on.

Her serene and perfect appearance is the best proof.

Unlike Ellie before her, she did not completely shed her flesh and blood in front of her lover.

Not for myself, but to fight against the devil, in order to await the fatal blow from the ancient dragon.

She kept in mind that she was the last relic of the saint.

She craved death, yet dared not die.

Now, she has finally achieved her wish, but she is still struggling to persevere.

Moen lowered his head involuntarily.

He inflicted far too much suffering on this poor girl that she shouldn't have to endure.

"O O One, thank you for your mercy towards me and her, thank you for giving me time and opportunity."

After offering prayers and thanks to the primordial being who has been sleeping in eternal rest.

Moen took a bottle of potion from his pocket.

This is what he carried with him after he obtained it from the memorial church.

He hadn't fully digested the previous potion, so there was no need for him to use it again, since he didn't need it to fight Rome, and he certainly didn't need it to fight the devil.

And now is the time.

Six grams of pearl flower pollen, six grams of death claw heart, six grams of sea flower juice, six grams of ice crystal powder, six grams of sea lizard blood, and six grams of earth sand.

And to participate in a major event that spans at least a thousand years of history.

Whether it was the previous campaign against Rome or the recent removal of the crown.

Moen undoubtedly completed this ritual.

So when Moen raised the potion, the six potion ingredients immediately mixed on their own, revealing a strange purple color.

Without hesitation, he tilted his head back and drank it down.

Moen is a transcendent of the new pathway, Sequence Six.

After his promotion, he will be able to accomplish something he had done before.

This point could even allow Moen to directly ascend to godhood, as he had ascended to godhood more than once.

If it possesses a unique characteristic, this power can be maintained indefinitely.

This is undoubtedly an exceptionally powerful force and a trump card.

But at this moment, what could be more important for this power than saving the girl before him?

There's absolutely none, not even a question.

Looking at the girl with her eyes closed, Moen felt incredibly lucky to have used up his power without hesitation.

I clearly haven't put in nearly as much effort or endured as much torment as Maurice.