Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 129 - 102: Good, it’s alright now (Extra for recommendation tickets)

Chapter 129: Chapter 102: Good, it’s alright now (Extra for recommendation tickets)

Violet’s voice had already become distorted.

Her beautiful face bore some grotesqueness; regaining brief sanity in the afternoon had been extremely difficult for her. Even in those brief moments of sanity, she was still contending with the madness deep within her heart.

She longed for the Life Seed, for only the nourishment from the Life Seed could soothe her tormented soul that had endured countless pains.

Violet was exerting so much force that Qin Chu felt his neck was about to be broken, it hurt a bit... but, it was just a bit of pain after all.

Facing the nearly insane Violet, Qin Chu didn’t even feel a tinge of fear. If previously Qin Chu felt he could contend with the Storm Witch, now, he was brimming with confidence.

From Violet’s attire, Qin Chu knew his previous speculation had been correct.

The black gossamer fluttered in the wind.

Violet had come prepared, but Qin Chu’s terrible approach forced her to continue waiting in agony. She had waited for a thousand years, her patience long worn thin, and now, even a mere two-hour wait was intolerable for Violet.

She mocked Antia, thinking Antia stayed beside the treasure without knowing how to obtain it, yet how much better was she herself? Desperately kissing Qin Chu’s face, yet clueless about what to do next.

She became more confused, more anxious, more distressed, more insane...

On her fair lovely face, the dark red streaky patterns seemed to spread even worse due to the anxiety and madness.

Initially, Qin Chu was somewhat resistant to Violet... not that Violet’s figure wasn’t good enough, nor was she not pretty enough. After all, Violet was a Holy Daughter of the Storm Temple a thousand years ago, her figure and appearance were impeccable.

It wasn’t that Qin Chu lacked confidence in himself, but... how should he put it, after all, Violet was three meters tall.

But now, Violet’s appearance even made Qin Chu feel a bit sorry for her. If this continued, Violet’s consciousness would truly collapse completely.

With the effect of the Moon Flower Pollen, Qin Chu finally sighed and reversed their roles.

...

Qin Chu realized he had been overly worried.

Although Violet was three meters tall, she was not much different from girls like Catherine and Angelica.

Although she was a ghost, Violet’s existence was extremely special; her soul could bring about an experience almost indistinguishable from a real person.

However, the development of the situation somewhat exceeded Qin Chu’s expectations.

He had thought Violet would become calm, but her state was getting worse and worse, the remnants of sanity in her eyes were quickly being consumed, the traces of madness intensifying.

In her nearly mad state, Violet couldn’t control her own strength, her fingers almost sinking into Qin Chu’s neck.

The damage on the neck would be immediately healed by Holy Healing.

Violet’s destruction didn’t come close to healing as fast.

Her three-meter-tall body was completely overpowering Qin Chu, her hands growing stronger, about to twist his neck off.

Violet’s guess was wrong, the Life Seed couldn’t soothe her soul, her desire for the Life Seed was merely a Dead Soul’s instinctive yearning for life.

If that was all, Violet would always be a madwoman, her chaotic consciousness forever unrestored.

Until the end when she completely succumbed to becoming the crazed Witch.

"Burst forth..."

Violet’s deranged face was momentarily taken aback, "What did you say?"

"Holy Light!"

He transformed into light once again.

Perhaps, only Holy Light could purify the corruption within Violet’s soul.

Massive amounts of white light burst forth from Qin Chu’s body like swords. If someone else were observing from a different angle at that moment, they might think Qin Chu had transformed into a hedgehog bristling with white quills.

The premise being, their eyes weren’t blinded by the bright light.

The brilliant light dispelled the darkness in the Temple, and the walls that had stood for thousands of years were pierced one by one, the cold air outside the Temple rushing in through the holes made by the white light.

Violet, who was lying on top of Qin Chu, bore the full brunt of the Holy Light Blossom.

Her eyes froze for a moment, filled with an indescribable emotion.

Following this, with a piercing scream, Violet’s body was thrown by the impact of the Holy Light Blossom, her large form crashing heavily to the ground.

When Qin Chu knew that Violet was already dead, and now Violet was a Ghost, his fear completely vanished, for the Holy Light he controlled was the bane of all Ghosts and Demons, even the former Holy Daughter of the Lord of Storm was no exception.

This was proven during the first experiment conducted by Antia, the effect was exceptionally good.

Although it was still Holy Light, Qin Chu’s Holy Light seemed to be a level higher than that of the Holy Court, its lethality far more exaggerated.

With this move at his side, Qin Chu had a means to counter even the completely deranged Violet.

If Violet could return to normal, Qin Chu was reluctant to harm the Holy Daughter who had persevered for a thousand years with Holy Light.

But Violet’s condition was rather surprising to Qin Chu.

It wasn’t that the Holy Light Blossom had not injured Violet enough earlier; on the contrary, because Violet was maintaining her grip on Qin Chu’s neck, such close proximity meant she fully absorbed the power of the Holy Light Blossom.

Her thighs, lower abdomen, chest, and even her delicate face bore marks of being pierced by the Light Saber, the power of Holy Light still burning Violet’s soul, constantly giving rise to plumes of white smoke, making the appearance of the Storm Witch even more terrifying.

Her soul had been severely damaged.

If hit a few more times, it might even completely disperse.

However, Violet, unlike the previously fearful Antia, displayed a certain excitement and madness in her eyes that was somewhat chilling for Qin Chu.

Even though the Holy Light still shone like bright, sunny afternoon sunlight, Violet’s body continued to sustain increasingly severe injuries, yet she seemed utterly unaware of her own condition.

She paid no mind to the dust covering her body, obsessively staring at the bright Holy Light ahead, allowing it to penetrate her pupils.

Even though she could no longer stand, she continued to crawl forward on the ground, her hand reaching out towards something ahead as if wanting to touch it.

Her lips parted slightly:

"Light, it’s light..."

How many years had it been.

She had finally seen the light again, the Holy Light.

The Storm Temple was bone-chilling at night and dimly obscure during the day.

Such bright light hadn’t been seen for thousands of years.

This light was so warm, so warm that it felt like her soul could melt in the Holy Light, her eyes seeming to see another world.

That was heaven.

In her consciousness, the axioms from before the downfall of the Lord of Storm surfaced once again.

Find the heir of the Holy Light, follow Him, serve Him, and entrust the power of the storm to Him; He will lead you to search for light in the darkness!

She was the inheritor of the Seed of Hope, and she intended to carry that hope forward.

She had only sensed the presence of the Life Seed in Qin Chu and wanted to plunder it, to use the gentleness of the Life Seed to soothe her own pain; she hadn’t expected to find the power of the Holy Light in Qin Chu as well.

Violet’s eyes were filled with a crazy obsession, and she stretched out her hand trying to grasp the light, even if her fingers were mercilessly melted by it, she did not stop her body; she wanted to get even closer to that blazing intensity.

Suddenly, Violet cried.

Like a little girl who had lost her mother.

Thousands of years of time, thousands of years of waiting, she had finally made it.

Who could know how much torment she had endured over this vast expanse of time?

And who knew how many times her will had collapsed, how many times her beliefs had crumbled? Yet Violet was the Seed of Hope, unable to tolerate giving up, she picked up her will time after time, collapsing again and again in despair, like an endless cycle with no end in sight.

She thought that before she totally broke down, before her consciousness vanished, she would never make it.

But now, the responsibility she’d always borne was finally coming to an end, this endless cycle would end at this moment.

Violet was just a ghost, she was a soul, without a real body; she wasn’t supposed to have tears.

Yet at that moment, two murky tears of blood rolled down her cheeks pierced by a Light Saber.

That scene seemed to have a strong impact on Qin Chu’s heart.

He took a deep breath, finally dispersing the light from his body.

There was no Holy Light left to hurt Violet anymore, but Violet seemed to suddenly lose her soul; her shattered fingers desperately waved in midair trying to grasp the dissipating light:

"No, don’t..."

"Don’t disappear..."

She was screaming, and without even standing up, she crawled rapidly towards Qin Chu on all fours. She wanted the light.

Even if she was burned to ash by the light, she would have it.

Antia separated from Qin Chu’s body, pointing a Long Spear at Violet, seemingly worried that the crazed Violet might harm Qin Chu.

There was no master-servant relationship between Antia and Qin Chu, but being close to Qin Chu made Antia feel comfortable, so she wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt him.

One had to say, the Last Spear thrown by her and caught by Violet had always annoyed Antia, becoming a thorn in her side; she had confidence that she would not lose to this Storm Witch.

"Antia, there’s no need," Qin Chu sighed and said.

Antia hesitated, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, but ultimately, she stepped back to the side and behind.

While Qin Chu walked straight towards Violet.

Antia wanted to stop him, but on the other side, Shaye shook her head at Antia, indicating that she should leave this matter to Qin Chu.

Actually, Shaye had also breathed a sigh of relief; the Great Magic she had been carefully preparing could now be set aside.

This was a signature move prepared by Shaye, the Gate of Darkness, which could directly banish the opponent to the endless Abyss of Darkness.

However, employing this move would fundamentally exhaust all the energy Shaye had recovered up to now, causing her to fall into a sleep within Qin Chu... Well, though this energy had been living off Qin Chu, dividing every piece of experience, every bit of energy Qin Chu received.

Qin Chu took steps towards Violet, looking at the once beautiful Holy Daughter, now in panic and crawling on the ground, he slowly extended his hand to hold Violet’s head in his embrace.

Violet instinctively struggled desperately.

Qin Chu was like someone comforting a little girl, gently patting Violet’s head:

"Good... it’s alright now..."

Qin Chu comforted her gently, his voice so warm.

...

Yet his gaze was ice cold!

Violet was just a tool being used, a pitiable tool.

Somewhat discernibly, he felt as if he was being manipulated, which made him very uncomfortable.

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