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Chapter 853 Hold On to Me

Embracing Lilly, Pablo descended rapidly, the wind whistling in their ears. However, Lilly felt a profound tranquility in her master’s arms.

“Master, having you here feels so nice,” Lilly expressed, hugging Pablo tightly and resting her cheek against his chest.

With one arm securely wrapped around Lilly, Pablo held her head gently in his embrace, sighing with a hint of helplessness. She had entrusted herself to him completely, and he was determined to protect her at all costs.

In Ghost Abyss, ascending without attaining the level of an emperor was impossible. So, if they could not go up, they would go down instead.

They had to break through the eerie fog beneath the abyss and evade the ominous forces lurking there. They would give it their all to find an opportunity to strike amidst the darkness.

As they descended, Pablo battled against the violent winds, but there was more than just wind tearing at him. Strange mist twisted and coiled in the gusts, enveloping him and Lilly layer by layer.

Despite their plunge, it felt as though they were being ensnared by these layers, desperately attempting to drain their spiritual energy.

Pablo’s expression turned cold, and he uttered in a low voice, “Break!”

A brilliant light erupted, causing the strange mist surrounding them to dissipate with a soft sound. However, as they ventured deeper into the abyss, the fog grew denser, constantly shrouding them again after each breakthrough.

“Break!”

“Break!”

The mist presented a minimal threat to Pablo and could be easily penetrated.

However, their relentless, layered nature proved relentless.

During their descent, Pablo persistently shattered through the enigmatic fog, plunging at an alarming speed, yet they never seemed to reach the bottom, leaving him thoroughly exhausted.

small figure in his arms had stopped moving, causing his heart to tighten.

He whispered, “Lilly?”

emitted a soft hum, her heavy

sleep, Lilly,” urged Pablo. “Hurry,

the deepest realms in the underworld. The spirits who sink here are those who have languished for thousands of years,

to corrode one’s consciousness and absorb their soul. Once you find yourself here, you

emit a faint hum, fighting against her

eyes, Master said to

We must fight!

to stay awake, recollecting what

to

recalled seeing Michael and

the jar of souls. Michael, the harem spirit, the

it seemed like someone was missing…

eyes suddenly

someone had

Polly

if struck by lightning. “Master…. Polly… I

Polly fluttered in panic,

into the

her solace, saying, “It’s alright, Polly holds a special position. If he died so easily, it proves that he isn’t a qualified

upward, her view obstructed by the vastness of the abyss. She could not discern the colossal mouth that marked its entrance anymore. How long had they been falling? The

how Ivan must have felt

weighed heavily, and with great effort, she lifted her heavy eyelids and pinched her fingers to tell Polly’s fortune and to piece

depths of the abyss, and an enormous mouth lunged toward Pablo

constricted, and she exclaimed

Its teeth are larger