After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 89

Meanwhile, near the brilliant Abyss.

 

The sudden disappearance of the Abyss had caught many people’s attention.

 

The royal family was organizing teams to investigate the area near the Abyss.

 

With the storm still raging and the merfolk not yet found, everything was still unresolved. No one knew if the storm would return as it had before.

 

Whether the Abyss and the deities would appear again was unknown to the disoriented Alliance members.

 

Especially with the pollution brought by the storm.

 

Although they were not struggling to survive, they lacked the protection and healing of the deities.

 

The whole process felt like a long, shallow slope, akin to a slow knife cutting through flesh, gradually sliding them towards destruction and despair. No one knew if they would be saved first or fall into the abyss.

 

They couldn’t even guess whether their races could survive until the next storm or Abyss.

 

After all, few races had the physical resilience of the demon race.

 

Thus, they were closely monitoring the Abyss.

 

Yuanquan and Yuanlin had both arrived in the vicinity.

 

Along with many prominent figures from interstellar races.

 

“What’s the situation? Why did the Abyss suddenly disappear? Was it because the source power was too damaged and shattered?”

 

The Elven Queen frowned as she looked at the once-brilliant stars, deeply concerned.

 

“It doesn’t seem so. If it were shattered, there wouldn’t be any residual power from the Abyss left around.”

 

The Dragon Lord sighed deeply.

 

The Dragon and Elven races stood together, while other races were scattered.

 

The Brilliant Star’s team was not with everyone.

 

Clearly, the previous Alliance was now in shambles. Even races that hadn’t split off no longer recognized the leadership of the Light Star System’s Kla race.

 

Especially the Dragon and Elven races.

 

These two races, which had directly confronted Xinghui, were now deeply regretful.

 

They had sensed something was wrong and had become aware of Xinghui’s power, but they had lost all their opportunities due to their excessive trust in the false deities.

 

The events involving deities were repeatedly discussed within their races. From beginning to end, every detail was thoroughly known to the members.

 

The most regretful were probably the Elves.

 

Leftan and others had spent a long time on the Divine Star, and their genetic disease was cured during that time.

 

Previously, they had used Yuejian’s special abilities, so the impact was not as noticeable.

 

When they were sent back to the Elven system, especially after the false deities were exposed, the difference became glaringly apparent.

 

The more they compared and recalled their past words and actions, the more regretful they felt.

 

They had been working on the Divine Star to repay their debts and had been doing well, but why did they have to be so careless with their words?

 

“It seems the Abyss has awakened. Where do you think it will go?”

 

“It should be going to find Lord Xinghui,” the Elven Queen replied softly.

 

“I heard that Leftan has been doing very poorly lately? Not going to the tribunal, just staying at home moping?”

 

The Dragon Lord glanced at the Elven Queen.

 

“Don’t worry about being a few steps behind. After all, you’re still in the same situation as us.”

 

He sighed.

 

“Isn’t Long Yi the same? I heard he was so frustrated he knocked over several mountains.”

 

The Elven Queen could naturally hear the implied criticism and gave a ‘gentle’ smile.

 

Recently, the atmosphere among the races was off. They were eager to distance themselves from surrounding races, digging up dirt on each other, as if suppressing others would give them a chance to be accepted by Xinghui.

 

The Dragon Lord fell silent. He and the Elven Queen exchanged a glance but said nothing more and turned to investigate other areas.

 

Meanwhile, on Brilliant Star’s side, Yuanlin’s face was sullen, his lips tightly pressed. Unhappy, he looked at Yuanquan and couldn’t help but speak up.

 

“If it weren’t for your order not to interfere with Xinghui, this situation wouldn’t have happened. I would have kept a close watch on him.”

 

Yuanquan didn’t want to respond to his younger brother.

 

Since the exposure of the false deities, Yuanlin’s true nature had been revealed. Yuanquan hadn’t realized what his younger brother had been thinking.

 

Bringing Xinghui back and then insisting on having Xinghui replace Yuejian after the exposure of the false deities?

 

It seemed his usual busyness had led to Yuanlin’s views being completely twisted.

 

In reality, Yuanquan was not much older than Yuanlin.

 

As an older brother, he couldn’t just let Yuanlin act recklessly. This was why, after the Abyss’s anomaly, he had to bring Yuanlin back from his wild search for Xinghui.

 

Thinking about this, Yuanquan’s face remained cold as he observed the Abyss’s movements through the instruments.

 

“Second Prince, watch your words.”

 

On the other hand, Mo Jiuzhe, who had slightly recovered, had a stern expression.

 

“What? Did I hit a nerve again?”

 

Yuanlin laughed coldly, looking at Mo Jiuzhe with dissatisfaction and resentment.

 

“Feeling regretful? After all, none of us have spent as much time with Xinghui as you. He trusted you a lot initially, willing to wait for you to guide him even when he couldn’t see. I couldn’t even touch him. If it weren’t for you messing things up, Xinghui might have taken you with him when he left.”

 

“That’s because you’re harsh and have played tricks on him. It’s natural he doesn’t trust you,” Mo Jiuzhe retorted.

 

But it was undeniable that Yuanlin’s words struck at Mo Jiuzhe’s heart.

 

The emotions he had tried so hard to suppress and the scenes he had tried to hide resurfaced in his mind.

 

Yuanlin was about to speak again.

 

Someone from Yuanlin’s side pulled him away.

 

“Second Prince, please refrain from arguing. Our main goal now is to find a way for the deities to protect us again.”

 

Yuanlin, hearing this, was silent for a moment before coldly snorting.

 

“Speaking of which, as expected, the location closest to the Abyss feels free of pollution, almost as if there were no storm.”

 

Among the crowd, someone remarked, but before anyone could respond, someone exclaimed.

 

“Look! The sky is changing! Has the Abyss returned?!”

 

The sky above the crowd was rapidly changing.

 

Stars scattered yet twinkling, nebulae appearing one after another, carrying whispers as if recorded from ancient times.

 

As soon as one looked up, the entire sky was filled with the Abyss’s stars, the scene dazzling and magnificent.

 

But the degree of fragmentation was clearly more severe than before its slumber.

 

It seemed the Abyss was about to shatter.

 

Shatter completely.

 

Everyone felt a pang of dread.

 

The Abyss was about to collapse. What about the storm?

 

Did the storm win?

 

Is the storm coming again?

 

The moment the Abyss appeared, countless translucent shards scattered through the air. These translucent shards transformed into white light fireflies in mid-air, and eventually dispersed bit by bit.

 

Among the countless points of light, a tall demon was holding a black-haired youth who was quietly asleep. It was unclear when they had appeared here.

 

The wings behind Yuanyuan hung unnaturally, with the tips dragging on the ground, blood flowing continuously and forming a small pool underneath him.

 

This was a situation that the Alliance could not understand.

 

The Abyss continued to weep, with countless voices blaming their own mistakes. The nebula was divided and divided again, shattered beyond repair.

 

Finally, Yuanyuan watched as the Abyss inserted the last trace of Xinghui’s mental energy it had captured into Xinghui’s body.

 

These thin threads of power had already accumulated to a significant amount. Moreover, the Abyss had torn open space at the last moment to enter the storm space, preventing Xinghui’s last bit of conscious mental energy from being exhausted completely.

 

The black-haired deity woke up much earlier than expected.

 

He was still a bit dazed, his eyelashes fluttering as he opened his eyes.

 

Under the gazes of everyone, the starry power of the Abyss, now shining even more brightly, came to Xinghui’s side. The shape of that power resembled a crown.

 

That was the starry crown hidden deep within the Abyss, which had been shattered by the storm. The broken crown had almost been impossible to piece together. The Abyss didn’t know how much more power and effort it had consumed, but it finally managed to restore it, though the power seemed somewhat anxious. In the end, it carefully placed the crown on Xinghui’s head.

 

“Whimper—so beautiful—whimper—so beautiful, baby is beautiful—”

 

“Mother?”

 

Xinghui looked up in confusion, still not fully awake from his deep sleep. He instinctively reached out to touch the power on his head.

 

The shattered stars in the Abyss seemed to brighten for a moment, and then a strand of Yuejian separated from Xinghui’s power.

 

That faint bit of golden light was embraced by the starry radiance, and it gradually brightened under the Abyss’s embrace.

 

In the end, it took the form of a vague silhouette.

 

“Don’t cry—don’t cry, it doesn’t hurt anymore… Don’t cry, baby—”

 

The Abyss’s frenzied voices were now making an effort to become gentle.

 

Under the Abyss’s gaze, the silhouette finally slowly opened its golden eyes, and another assembled crown was placed on its head.

 

Yuejian really didn’t know what was happening.

 

“…Mom?”

 

He hadn’t experienced the five years of suffering that Xinghui had. Every uncontrollable cry and discomfort he had felt, the Abyss had been making an effort to respond.

 

So even though he knew the Abyss had mistaken him for someone else, thinking back to his suffering and the unconscious responses to his cries for help from somewhere, he couldn’t blame the Abyss.

 

The golden-haired deity’s hair was brilliant, his eyes bright as the sun, weak and pale but smiling.

 

“Mom, you’re so slow. You finally found me.”

 

The Abyss paused for a moment, and the internal cries seemed to suddenly erupt.

 

Then the starry crown’s power enveloped the golden-haired deity’s silhouette, gradually solidifying it. In the end, the silhouette was reduced to a form that Xinghui was more familiar with, like the initial fragment of a deity, slowly falling into Xinghui’s palm.

 

The fragment was warm and alive, unlike the previous simple fragments.

 

The Abyss, which had given birth to deities, used its original power to restore Yuejian to his original state. With just a bit of growth, not only could he awaken, but he could also be born and have a normal body.

 

Xinghui was actually still a bit dazed. As Yuanyuan held him and took a few steps forward, he frowned, looking at the completely shattered starry power inside the Abyss.

 

“You—”

 

The Abyss was about to dissipate.

 

It had already severely depleted its original power. Even if left unattended, it would dissipate earlier than any Abyss in history. But at this moment, after reshaping Yuejian and helping Xinghui recover some mental energy, its original power was completely exhausted.

 

At this point, the crying Abyss had stopped. The dim stars flickered, casting their last bit of radiance onto Xinghui.

 

The Abyss seemed to be displeased with Yuanyuan but still reluctantly shared a bit of its light with him.

 

“It’s okay—It’s okay, I’m leaving. Goodbye, baby, be happy.”

 

The Abyss was now dissipating. The last starry light was all falling on Xinghui, including the fragment of Yuejian held in his hand.

 

The Abyss didn’t have much cognitive ability left. It actually wanted to make up for many things but knew it was too late.

 

But it was okay now.

 

The storm had ended. Both Xinghui and Chuyue could live according to their own wishes, and the responsibility was complete.

 

Her two children were different.

 

As for her, she was just a force.

 

Compared to all the Abysses, there was nothing different, and she even foolishly mistook her own children, causing one child to suffer while trying to comfort the other.

 

She had muddled through many things, but at this moment, she could only say, it should be okay—

 

She wasn’t a competent mother, or perhaps from the perspective of these humans, she couldn’t be considered the real mother of Xinghui and Chuyue.

 

But she would always love her two children and keep watching over them, even if she transformed into countless scattered stars in the sky, quietly observing—

 

It was hard to describe the scene before her.

 

The Abyss was majestic and vast, like a special sea of stars, grand and breathtaking.

 

It was the same when it dissipated.

 

The resplendent and grand Abyss slowly faded away before their eyes, the nebula shattered, light scattered, and countless stars drifted around, blending into the distant starlight, coming grandly but leaving without a trace.

 

As the Abyss dissipated, the starry crown on Xinghui’s head gradually brightened. The starry crown, carefully crafted by the Abyss, finally shattered completely, turning into countless light points that surrounded Xinghui, and then gradually merged into Xinghui’s body, soothing his pain.

 

This was actually a kind of destiny. Every Abyss was like this, and deities were too. The Abyss was indeed composed of power, lacking delicate emotions. To more intelligent beings, it seemed somewhat rigid, not considered a whole, and at this moment, the Abyss was simply dissipating earlier.

 

The Abyss understood this principle, and Xinghui did too, but he still felt a bit sore in his eyes and couldn’t help but take another step forward.

 

The little deity, used to hiding his soft side, didn’t show much change in his expression. He quietly watched the stars disappear into the horizon and finally spoke softly: “Goodnight, Mother.”

 

— Goodnight, baby.

 

The author has something to say:

 

Yuanyuan, who only realized he came late after seeing the golden-haired deity: …hiss.

 

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Ah, the earlier mentioned knife, the knife was for the Abyss. There shouldn’t be any more knives later; I wrote a bit more, so it’s a little late.

 

Sleep early, my darlings, I’m going to sleep too.

 

See you tomorrow.

 

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