Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 159 - 117 I Shouldn’t Have Used So Much Strength, I Almost Killed You (9)

Chapter 159: Chapter 117 I Shouldn’t Have Used So Much Strength, I Almost Killed You (9)

Sometimes, Nicholas even doubted what was wrong with this world that it could breed such a rotten bunch of people.

Now, Nicholas just wanted to create a commotion, the bigger, the better, so that he could conveniently do his own thing. He was still pondering how to proceed when someone sent a pillow when he was about to doze off.

Prince Augustus immediately gave Nicholas the opportunity, and he really wanted to thank that idiot.

So Nicholas was utterly unrestrained, showing no regard for gentlemanly etiquette, and his words were terse and direct; he wanted to let the people here know that he was angry now.

All around, the noise ceased as the nobles who had just been criticizing Nicholas remembered that he had eliminated a demon spy right at the banquet hall as soon as he arrived at the Sky Dome Continent.

In the days that followed, he cleared out the hundreds of demons lurking within the Imperial City.

No matter what, that couldn’t be considered as doing nothing, could it?

If those hundreds of demons were left to lurk within the Imperial City, continuously leaking information, how much loss would the human world suffer?

They didn’t care about the lives of the frontline soldiers, but if those soldiers couldn’t stop the demons’ advance, letting them kill their way into the Imperial City... Just thinking about that scenario, the faces of these nobles turned pale.

Especially after hearing that Nicholas had decided to abandon his role as the Hero, their faces turned even paler in an instant.

Without the Hero, who would confront those powerful demons?

Who would defeat the fearsome Demon King?

They were afraid.

"You are really a bunch of ungrateful bastards!"

"Just after being summoned, I eliminated hundreds of demons, a feat not even the First Generation Brave had accomplished, and you have the audacity to forget this?"

"Don’t forget that Mr. Brave also participated in rescuing Benson, a member of the Hero Team; what noble character, how can you slander Mr. Brave like this..."

Some of the cunning nobles shamelessly changed what they had been saying, conveniently forgetting that they had just been part of the group accusing him.

These nobles had very flexible moral standards.

And this fickleness made Angelica even more angry, thinking that her master was struggling for such scoundrels made her feel utterly depressed.

Violet was also dumbstruck; she was astonished by these people’s shamelessness. Although she had already recognized the decadence of the people in this world, she still hadn’t expected someone to be this utterly without shame.

The sudden reversal caught General Horn off guard, their original plan was to use public opinion to coerce the Hero into going to the frontlines voluntarily, once he left the Imperial City, there would be plenty of opportunities to kill him without staining Prince Augustus with infamy.

As for the Hero?

They could just summon another one, after all, he was just a foreigner, who would care?

But they hadn’t expected Nicholas’s move to completely turn public opinion around, those nobles who had been echoing them were now pointing their fingers at them, blaming them for their lapse in judgment and for offending the great Mr. Brave.

And Nicholas’s expression became even colder, his icy gaze made Horn’s pupils shrink:

"General Horn, can you bear the consequences of me not being the Hero?"

A sentence made Horn’s body tremble.

If Qin Chu gave up being a Hero and just let things fall apart, with the demon army advancing, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Monster Army, the Seventeen Demon Generals, and the most terrifying Demon King Nage... who would stand against these powerful beings? How many humans would die as a result?

Tens of thousands, millions?

If Wozworth, Saint Monica, and Augustus knew that it was because of their provocation that Qin Chu chose not to be a Hero, they would be furious. He would certainly die, as would his parents, sons and daughters, brothers and sisters, and even friends and acquaintances—all those related to him would be implicated.

He guessed not one would survive.

Thinking about this, Horn’s body involuntarily trembled again.

His face turned deathly pale, his mouth began to secrete saliva rapidly, his throat moving involuntarily.

Just then, he suddenly saw the corner of Qin Chu’s mouth lift, revealing a provocative smile, a smile that was particularly glaring.

Next, Qin Chu leaned his head forward a bit and spoke in a voice only he and Horn could hear,

"Coward, come hit me..."

Hiss!

Qin Chu’s provocation made Horn’s mind jolt, blood rushing to his head.

He was a desperado at heart, chosen by the Prince precisely because he was brave and ruthless, and had no compunctions about getting his hands dirty with the dirty work the Prince couldn’t openly involve himself in. Under the Prince’s arrangements, he joined the military, where he earned a commendable service record for his reckless bravery in battle against demons, which the Prince used his influence to get him an extraordinary promotion to General.

His nature was simple and brutal, and Qin Chu’s provocation quickly turned the fear that had just begun to emerge in his heart into rage.

One hand gripping Qin Chu’s collar, the other clenched into a fist, his eyes bloodshot: I’m going to kill you!

A sandbag-sized fist wrapped in earth-yellow fighting energy smashed toward Qin Chu’s face.

Seeing this, Angelica cried out in alarm, wanting to come over and stop it, but Violet held her back by the shoulder.

Violet’s face was full of gentle smiles, she knew very well that this matter should be left to Qin Chu. This man was not one to suffer quietly.

There were many ways to handle this situation, but Qin Chu chose the most volatile one, which surely was part of his plan.

She and Angelica just needed to watch with peace of mind.

The surrounding nobles screamed in shock, and Nicholas’s face also changed drastically. He knew Horn was looking to provoke Qin Chu, but he thought it was only provocation. He never expected Horn to actually take action, much less use his fighting energy.

Just as the fist was about to hit his face, Qin Chu suddenly smiled.

Horn’s heart trembled, and he realized it was too late to pull back.

There was a snap. Just when the fist was about to hit his face, Qin Chu’s right hand caught Horn’s fist like lightning, the massive fist frozen in place.

This scene made both Horn and Nicholas’s hearts skip a beat.

Directly catching Horn’s fighting energy-filled fist?

When did Mr. Brave become so strong?

"Everyone saw it, it was he who hit me first!" Qin Chu said with a grin.

Horn shook his arm forcefully, as if he wanted to shrink back his fist.

But it was completely useless.

Qin Chu’s fingers were like a pair of iron pincers, tightly clamping down on Horn’s fist, rendering it immobile, and it didn’t stop there, Qin Chu’s arm began to gradually exert force.

The grating sound between the bones of the fingers and the intense pain made Horn’s face turn bright red, his entire face contorted together, his body even trembling non-stop.

The fighting energy on the fist was also bearing a huge pressure, emitting a sound akin to that of metal friction.

The Earth Attribute fighting energy might be lacking in attack, but its defense was absolutely the strongest.

Yet now, even Horn’s well-cultivated Earth Attribute fighting energy couldn’t withstand Qin Chu’s sheer brute strength; a sudden ’pop’ was heard as the fighting energy on the fist instantly shattered.

Immediately after, there was a ’crack’ sound.

Horn’s pupils dilated abruptly, a scream as miserable as one could be cut through the sky.

His entire fist was directly crushed by Qin Chu.

The bones in the fingers were pinched into fragments, and the fingers and palms turned into a pile of mush, the viscous traces dripping down from Qin Chu’s palm edge.

The fingers are connected to the heart, ah!

Even though Horn was notorious for his fearlessness, he couldn’t bear it at this moment; the sounds coming from his mouth were like those of a pig being slaughtered, the piercing howls making one’s scalp tingle.

He finally let go of Qin Chu’s collar, pressing his left hand forcefully on the blown-up right hand, but blood still gushed out like water from a tap.

On his pale face, beads of sweat continuously rolled down.

Just moments ago, he had thought that this so-called hero was just a weakling he could easily crush to death; who would have thought that it was actually he himself who was being crushed.

Nicholas behind him too was ashen-faced, his eyes filled with fear; he could not believe that this hero actually possessed such terrifying strength. He had only been summoned here less than half a month ago, how had he become so powerful? Horn’s level was Level 65, after all...

Vaguely, he was starting to regret colluding with Prince Augustus.

Qin Chu felt that he could now show a little bit of his true power—this person who presented himself was just the right sacrifice. Watching Horn in agony, the smile on his face grew colder.

The right hand stretched out swiftly and, before the other could react, grabbed Horn’s head. With a ’whoosh,’ Horn’s body was lifted into the air and then...

Bang...

With his face downwards, Horn’s body was smashed heavily onto the ground.

The ground trembled, several stone plates were directly shattered into fragments.

And as if hidden yet apparent, a cracking sound was heard; one might wonder if it was the sound of a skull shattering.

The nasal bone was completely smashed, several teeth flew out, and beneath the face, fresh blood continuously gushed out.

Sigh... How satisfying.

Having shaken off the disgusting marks on his hand, a smile bloomed on Qin Chu’s face, feeling quite good about the little display of his strength.

All around, there was dead silence.

When Qin Chu saw the shocked expressions of the people around him, he was a bit speechless.

Could it be that he accidentally revealed too much of his strength?

Well, it doesn’t matter.

Looking at Horn who was lying on the ground like a toad on the brink of death, convulsing slowly, Qin Chu felt apologetic, "General Horn, I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have hit you so hard, almost killed you..."

Just as Horn slightly raised his head, he suddenly heard these words, still unable to catch his breath, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Qin Chu couldn’t be bothered with him anymore, his body flashed and directly appeared in front of a soldier wrapped in bandages, ripping off the bandages on his head and revealing a clean forehead.

The soldier, panicked, tried to cover it up, but it was too late.

"Your injury, it’s fake, isn’t it?"

"Interesting."

"You disguise yourselves as soldiers injured in battle, deliberately provoking the hero, trying to destroy the united war front against the monsters on the Sky Dome Continent..."

Qin Chu directly imposed a heavy accusation on these people.

"Can you bear this crime?"

Qin Chu stepped closer to Horn’s side, "Tell me, who is manipulating you from behind?"

Horn, struggling to turn over, just stared at Qin Chu with a pair of defiant eyes, those eyes were like a mad beast’s, seemingly desperate to tear Qin Chu apart.

"No one is manipulating me, it’s just that I find you unpleasant..." Horn growled in a low voice, but the words were somewhat airy because he had lost too many teeth.

Qin Chu wasn’t angered but merely extended a finger.

"What does that mean?"

"My patience for you, you have three chances, once the three chances are up, I’ll kill you..."

While saying this, Qin Chu extended a second finger, counting Horn’s question as one.

Horn’s bloodshot eyes bulged, his body involuntarily struggled and twisted, "You, you can’t kill me, I am a soldier of the Oville Empire, by the Empire’s law, only the military tribunal can..."

The third finger was raised.

The next second, Star Flame Fighting Energy suddenly burst forth, silvery-white flames wrapped around Qin Chu’s arm like writhing serpents.

A flash of silvery light, Qin Chu’s fist aimed straight for Horn’s face.

"It’s Prince Augustus!"