Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 571 Tiffany in the Abyss

"You know, Mo, I will definitely come back." That was Xingluo's last conversation with Mo. His voice was still calm, but the determination revealed in it made Mo unforgettable.

"Yes, I know." Mo just nodded lightly at the time, but the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed for a long time. How big is Xingluo's plan? How much has he concealed? Mo didn't know, but he knew that his mission was to protect this foundation until Xingluo returned.

Today, Mo is shouldering a heavy responsibility. In his hands, the Moonfall Intelligence Organization is like a huge network, covering every corner of the continent. From the conspiracy of the nobles to the movements of the Church, even the struggle between demons and gods, nothing can escape the surveillance of the Moonfall Organization. As a money-making machine on the surface, the Flame Hammer continues to provide financial support for the organization. More importantly, through the hot sales of customized equipment, Mo is able to establish connections with major forces and slowly incorporate them into the layout of Starfall.

However, Mo knew that these were just superficial things. The real plan had not yet begun.

"When will he come back?" Mo sometimes asked himself. Xingluo's return date was uncertain, which made Mo feel a little powerless. Although he tried his best to maintain the situation, he could not replace Xingluo's unparalleled spirit and strength. Today, the Church of Light is becoming more and more unscrupulous, the scale of the war is also rapidly expanding, and Tiffany's whereabouts are still a mystery. She has a prominent position in the Church of Light, and it is even rumored that she has obtained some kind of divine power and has become one of the pillars of the Church. How did she come back?

After leaving Starfall, Tiffany was ruthlessly thrown into the abyss by fate, a place that was even more complicated and darker than her emotional life. However, although the abyss demons and endless pain tortured her, Tiffany still persisted, and with her tenacity and a little (or quite a lot) of luck, she managed to escape from this purgatory-like world.

When Tiffany opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a dark land. The sky above her head was pitch black, occasionally flashing a strange red light, as if someone had replaced all the stars in the sky with broken neon lights.

"Where is this? Is this..." Tiffany stood up, dusted herself off, and blinked, "The guesthouse of hell?"

Just as she made a self-deprecating sound, a three-meter-tall demon covered with horns and spikes walked over from the side, with two streams of black smoke coming out of his nostrils: "Newcomer? Come and register for admission. Welcome to the abyss! This is not your mortal world. There is no sunshine or fine wine here. There is only endless suffering and demonic feasts!"

Tiffany was stunned for a moment, looking at the demon in front of her, thinking: If you can cook, then the food here shouldn't be too bad. She decided to accept the reality for the time being, so she raised her hand and smiled at the demon: "Uh, may I ask, is there breakfast here? I'm a little hungry this morning, can I order... dark toast or something?"

The devil was stunned. He had seen too many humans in despair, screaming, and crying, but this was the first time he saw someone asking for breakfast after entering the abyss.

"Are you sure?" The devil scratched his head, his eyes a little confused.

"That's right. Now that we're here, it's always a good idea to eat something first." Tiffany shrugged and thought to herself: Since I can't escape, I might as well at least fill my stomach first.

But the devil obviously had no intention of giving her a "welcome gift package". Before he turned and left, he said, "You will regret this, little girl. The abyss will not let you go easily."

"Tsk, this service attitude is too bad." Tiffany complained, looking around and found that the whole place looked completely different from the holy world of the Holy See of Light that she usually lived in. There was foul smelling air, rotting plants, and various huge skeletons of creatures scattered on the ground, as if they were tableware thrown away by demons after dinner.

However, this was not the first time Tiffany had encountered a bad situation. She comforted herself: "At least no one forced me to wear a dress to attend the Holy See of Light's holy ceremony." She had never liked those occasions.

Tiffany decided not to waste any more time and began to look for a way out in this weird hellish world. Before long, she encountered a group of strange abyss creatures. They were dancing around a huge fire monster, as if they were holding some kind of evil sacrifice.

"Are these guys... the abyss version of a disco?" Tiffany stood in the distance, watching thoughtfully. Her stomach began to growl, and she looked towards the fire monster, and suddenly had a bold idea.

"Hey, everyone!" Tiffany suddenly appeared and waved at the group of demons, "Can I borrow a light?"

The demons stopped and looked at her in surprise. The leading demon asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? How dare you disturb our dark celebration?"

"Oh, I just happened to pass by." Tiffany coughed, trying to resolve the awkward situation with diplomatic means. "I found that your fire looked quite warm, and was thinking, can I roast something and make friends at the same time?" She forced a friendly smile, trying to ease the atmosphere.

The demons looked at each other, as if frightened by her boldness. After all, in the abyss, it was rare to ask the demons for fire. Finally, a demon wearing a skull helmet shrugged and said, "Okay, roast it. But you have to dance with us."

Tiffany smiled helplessly: "No problem." Then, while grilling the abyss lizard meat she had caught, she danced an inexplicable abyss dance with the demons.

"This is truly the strangest experience of my life..." she thought to herself.

The days in the abyss passed quickly, and Tiffany gradually became familiar with the rules here. She became "friends" with several friendly demons, including Hols, a demonologist who likes to study humans. He looks like a choir member, with metal ornaments all over his body, and the only thing he lacks is the pleasing appearance of a human.

"You are the first mortal who interests me." Hols said to her one day, "You know what? Most of the humans who come here are either desperate or trying to commit suicide. I'm the first one to see someone as leisurely and contented as you."

"Haha, that's because I'm used to the blows life gives me." Tiffany waved her hand casually. "To be honest, compared to the red tape of the Church, life in the Abyss is much freer. At least no one here forces me to dress like a saint every day."

Hols scratched his chin, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes: "Speaking of the Holy See, I heard that you were a member of the Holy See of Light?"