Abyss Flower, Come Save the World with Me!

"I said I'm off work, so you can all leave now. This afternoon is the day off."

Li Sushang adopted a tough stance.

Susannah wanted to say something more, but Yarvete pulled her away.

If you're not proactive about leaving get off work, there's something wrong with your brain.

Durandal drove home, she created a stunning scene on the elevated highway, constantly overtaking other vehicles, much like an airplane flying close to the ground.

"Mother!"

Durandal suddenly pushed the door open.

Cecilia heard a familiar voice and peeked out from the kitchen.

"Honey, why are you leaving get off work so early today?"

Durandal didn't say a word, but hugged Cecilia.

Cecilia could clearly sense that Durandal was in a bad mood, and gently patted her smooth back.

"Mommy... I miss you, can I have a hug..."

Durandal remained silent.

"Baby, you can hold me for as long as you want."

Cecilia's gentle smile was like that of an angel.

Ziegfried, meanwhile, was green with envy.

It's said that daughters grow up to be closer to their fathers, but after Durandal returned, she didn't even glance at him.

"What on earth is going on?!"

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Chapter 494 Abyss Flower, Let's Save the World Together!

"Could it be that Durandal's successful control over Kaslana's Stigmata power is also part of Otto's plan?"

Kevin scratched his head.

While the audience was either immersed in the emotions brought by Cecilia or excited by the appearance of Durandal's Palatinus Equinox, Kevin was more concerned with the questions Durandal asked the Stigmata Consciousness.

"Given Otto's dedication to the plan to revive Kallen, Durandal's new form is like Sun Wukong being unable to escape the Buddha's palm."

Mei sighed.

Although Otto is the villain, every step Kiana and the main characters take seems to be part of his plan, a feeling that is truly suffocating.

"What exactly did the Stigmata consciousness mean by that sentence?"

Mobius frowned.

Perhaps, for him, your actions in preventing him from destroying the world will hold a different kind of meaning.

This statement led Mobius to believe that Otto wanted Kiana and Durandal to defeat or kill him.

That conjecture was originally considered by Mobius to be the least likely one.

"Snakey..."

Yaqing patted Mobius's soft, boneless shoulder.

"As Sherlock Holmes once said, if you eliminate all possibilities, the one that remains, however improbable, must be the truth."

Mobius's beautiful eyes flickered.

Are you... reminding me?

Mobius gritted his teeth, his adorable little fangs reflecting the light from the screen in the darkness, as if he were about to bite down at any moment.

Yaqing held the baby in one hand and pinched Mobius's cheek with the other.

Yaqing won decisively.

Durandal gazed at the ugly, pitch-black imaginary divine remains within her bloodline.

In Setsuna, the scene shifted, and when Durandal opened her eyes again, she was no longer in the desolate Stigmata Space, but in a cozy room.

Warm sunlight streamed in through the window, and a gentle breeze stirred the sheer curtains.

Durandal gazed intently at the five-pointed star in her hand.

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"

A tiny white ball of fluff was running and wobbling when it jumped into the arms of a beautiful woman radiating maternal warmth.

Hearing Tuanzi's soft, sweet, and energetic voice, Cecilia smiled happily.

"Kiana is amazing, she learned to run so quickly."

Ziegfried laughed and chimed in, "Kiana is amazing! This child is just like you; she'll grow up to be the strongest Valkyrie of Schicksal."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. As long as she can grow up safely, that's more important than anything else."

Durandal quietly watched this warm and happy scene.

He seemed out of place, like a complete stranger.

Those were moments of happiness she could never recapture.

The scene shifts to Ziegfried lounging lazily on the sofa, while a little girl named Kiana holds up a storybook.

"Daddy, I want to hear about the brave HOMU King!"

"You've listened to it twenty times already, you can probably recite it by heart, right?"

"I love it when my dad reads to me! I want to be as strong as King HOMU!"

"Okay, okay, I'll read it to you. After I'm done, you have to go to sleep obediently."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

This was the first time the audience had heard Ziegfried's gentle voice.

It was a sound that even the real Ziegfried could not achieve; Yaqing spent a long time using voiceprint simulation to create such a sound.

"Ha! Abyss Flower, let's save the world together! I'm going to be even stronger than Mom and Dad!"

The little dumpling used the bed sheet as a cape, held an umbrella in its hand, jumped around on the bed, and kept making onomatopoeic sounds, shouting excitedly.

Durandal gazed quietly at her childhood self, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips.

The little dumpling suddenly handed the umbrella handle to Durandal, her face beaming with a smile that was so adorable it could make anyone swoon.

"I'm ready to go, how about you?"

Durandal paused for a moment, then her gaze hardened as she gripped the umbrella handle.

A special effect resembling a shattered mirror appeared behind him, completely shattering the pure white, warm, and happy space, as the Imaginary God raised the sharp blade with its handle behind him.

"Let's go, Klishina."

The black horse reared up and neighed, and in the pure white light, Klishina crashed into the Imaginary God's remains!

"We must win this battle!"

Durandal's face was resolute.

At this moment, she was not only Bianka Ataegina, but also the Holy Sword Durandal, and Kaslana!

"..."

Silence.

It wasn't because of the dazzling special effects, nor because of the breathtaking battles.

Instead, it's that line: "Abyss Flower, come with me to save the world!"

The more happiness and warmth Durandal's past memories are shown, the greater the pain and sorrow the audience can feel.

Kiana should have grown up in happiness as a child, with a loving mother and father, and the ideal of saving the world. But because of one person, all of that vanished.

"That damned Otto!!!"

Elysia wiped away her tears while expressing her anger towards Otto.

"Kiana could have enjoyed a wonderful childhood and grown up happily, but Otto ruined it all!"

Elysia was indignant.

"Elysia ..."

Little Knowledge hesitated for a moment.

"If that's really the case, then Kiana (K423) has nothing to do with this..."

Fu Hua was shocked and quickly covered Little Knowledge's mouth.

Saying such things at this time, won't it provoke public outrage?

Fu Hua chuckled.

"Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint."

"Mmm..."

Little Knowledge expressed his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

Su shook her head.

He seemed to see Yaqing's wicked smile in this scene, as if to say, "You can't dodge this blow."

All the foreshadowing laid by the previous big and small knives came to fruition at this moment, and no one could bear the interaction between the young Kiana and Durandal.

Especially that one sentence.

"Wait, if you inherited all the power of the Kaslana Stigmata and can have a mount, then why don't I?"

It is said that a man is a boy until he dies.

Kevin's actions perfectly illustrated this statement. He looked at Durandal sitting on Klishina with envy. He couldn't even imagine how handsome he would be, with a cold expression, holding a flaming greatsword, and riding a black horse.

"You're still thinking about that, Kevin? Why don't you think about whether the legacy you left in your bloodline is a blessing or a curse?"

Mei said irritably.

The Kaslana Curse, an ideological imprint that no one has been able to escape for nearly a thousand years.

"Truly a demonic figure, little lackey. Just how much hatred do you harbor for the Honkai in the storyline?"

"Mobius joked."

Those sounds of killing and Honkai were unbearable for anyone.

"Hmm..."

Kevin thought about it carefully.

If someone were to actually kill their friend or their lover, the hatred would likely be passed down through their blood.

Far away in Central Europe.

Durandal clung to Cecilia's arm, looking ashamed, and muttered to herself.

"You stinky uncle, didn't we agree not to tell anyone? Now the whole world knows..."

Cecilia chuckled. When Durandal was little, she was quite immature and always liked to use this umbrella to say that she wanted to save the world. She would also keep pulling little Kiana along. At that time, Kiana was still very introverted.

"You! You!"

Cecilia touched Durandal's fair forehead.

"They even included scenes of little Bianka begging me to tell her stories when she was little, hahaha!"

Ziegfried grinned.

Durandal's face immediately darkened as she stared at Ziegfried.

Ziegfried's laughter stopped abruptly.

This fully demonstrates her position within the family.

Eliminate the ugliness in the bloodline.