Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 188 - 132 Asina’s Tears (4)

Chapter 188: Chapter 132 Asina’s Tears (4)

Within a mere month, he actually attained the power level of a Great Sage? What kind of monster is this?

Even if he is the Hero, such an exaggerated promotion is enough to drive one to despair.

The leader’s face was already a shade of ashen gray, and in the face of such an imposing aura, he couldn’t even muster the courage to resist.

He even feared for Lord Lance; Lord Lance had absolutely no idea what kind of Demon he was facing, and opposing this terrifying creature was probably the biggest mistake of his life.

A Great Sage?

In fact, Qin Chu’s current strength hadn’t reached that level yet.

At least, if you compare attributes alone, there is still a significant gap to that level, but the power in Qin Chu’s body is extremely special, with the tender sprout inside his body attached to the Fighting Element and Demon Core, absorbing Qin Chu’s Fighting Energy and Magic Power, while also refining Qin Chu’s strength.

If you only compare purity, the purity of Qin Chu’s power far surpasses any other strong person in this world, even an existence like Augustus Saint Monica is far inferior.

And power that has been highly refined can exhibit even more formidable destructive force.

Of course, Great Sages and below Martial God, not to say invincible, but also definitely with very few opponents.

Under the backdrop of this powerful strength, his body even gradually floated up into mid-air.

The feeling of freely exercising one’s power was simply too comfortable, and that feeling even fascinated Qin Chu.

His gaze swept over the nine figures below, each standing in place, trembling incessantly; their pupils had already lost their vitality, not believing they had a chance to live.

"Run!"

The leader mumbled softly.

Suddenly, this person raised his head, with eyes bulging and nearly bursting, his gaze filled with thick madness.

"Run!" The mumbling turned into a terrified scream.

The leader’s voice woke all his companions who had been subdued by the pressure displayed by Qin Chu.

They were destined to fail their mission, but at the very least, they had to escape from this place and must report Qin Chu’s true strength to the Prince.

Otherwise, the Prince would surely suffer a great deal at Qin Chu’s hands in the future.

It must be said, although these people were a bit foolish and quite unqualified as assassins, their loyalty to Lance was unquestionable. Perhaps it was precisely because they had been instilled with this sense of loyalty since childhood that they weren’t educated in other areas and ended up so foolish.

Following the leader’s scream, the nine figures almost simultaneously darted in different directions.

At least they were smart enough to know they should scatter and flee.

Qin Chu just leisurely floated in mid-air, with no intention of pursuing to kill: "Rule number six, as assassins, you’d better figure out the strength of your target and whether there are others around him."

Hum!

Just as Qin Chu’s voice fell, large swathes of flames suddenly erupted around them.

The dark crimson flames danced violently, shooting up tens of meters high, sending waves of scorching heat that forced the nine assassins to a halt, and even pushed them back under its oppression.

The flames that sprung up seemed to be guided by some force, forming an arc, eventually connecting in the space above the center of the fire circle, like a huge dome of fire secured on the ground, completely sealing off the area.

The leader’s pupils trembled; he just felt his throat dry up, unable to control the strange squeaking noise emitted from his mouth.

He saw it.

Within those fiercely burning flames, a silhouette gradually emerged.

It was a person.

She was walking atop the flames, her outline becoming clearer and clearer.

It was a petite girl; flames burned on her slender body, her hands tightly clutching a dark long spear adorned with a banner symbolizing the Oville Empire.

The petite and slender figure was clad in sturdy battle armor, the metallic boots making a click-clack sound as they walked on the ground.

The nearly floor-length golden hair flowed behind her, tinted with a crimson hue by the red flames, with sapphire blue eyes as cold as ice, contrasting with the fiery red.

Delicate chains, like serpents, coiled around the frail body.

She was, unmistakably, a Witch walking out from the flames.

Clang!

The long spear, nearly twice the size of the girl’s body, crashed into the ground beside her, sinking more than a meter into the earth, her indifferent eyes sweeping over the nine assassins: "Tonight, no one shall leave this place."

Antia’s voice dictated the death sentence for these assassins.

The aura emanating from Antia was even stronger than that from Qin Chu.

The leader was utterly hopeless, finally understanding what Qin Chu meant; ha-ha-ha-ha, as assassins they really were too unprofessional.

They rushed in recklessly without fully grasping the strength of the target and whether there were assistants nearby; if they didn’t die, who would?

So, this is the true strength of the Hero?

Besides Catherine and Violet, two strong protectors, there was yet another expert of no lesser ability guarding by his side.

The Hero had always been hiding his true power; everyone on the Sky Dome Continent had underestimated this Hero.

At that moment, a fierce surge came from the sky above.

Qin Chu’s body radiated with a gentle Holy Light; the warm radiance did not make these people feel comfortable—in fact, what they experienced was only despair.

Even behind Qin Chu, a massive, graceful outline of a Goddess slowly took form.

As if in the meantime, her robes fluttered.

Long strands of silver hair whipped about in the fierce wind.

Qin Chu extended his right hand forward, palm facing upward.

His palm seemed to be holding an extremely heavy energy, slowly rotating it.

Then, his hand pressed down toward the ground below at an exceedingly slow pace.

In an instant, the ground before him collapsed.

The figures of nine assassins were directly crushed into powder, mixed within the huge pit.

Exhilarating!

Qin Chu didn’t even use the Devourer to absorb the strength of these people, not because he forgot, but because he didn’t want to.

He didn’t know if it was seeing Karlin again or some other reason, but Qin Chu’s mood was very oppressive; he needed to vent, to release the suppression in his heart with the most powerful strength.

The flames disappeared.

The silhouette of the Goddess also gradually faded away.

Qin Chu descended from the sky and approached Shaye and Karlin, releasing the magic lockdown, "Karlin, you can open your eyes now."

Karlin obediently kept her eyes closed until she heard Qin Chu’s voice, then she opened them. Although she was petite and frail, her eyes were very lively. Shocked to see the deep pit that had cut directly through the road and flowerbeds, she exclaimed, "What is this...?"

"Shh..." Qin Chu raised a finger to his lips, winking at Karlin, "Can you keep a secret for big brother?"

Karlin seemed to understand and nodded her little head vigorously.

Qin Chu smiled and reached out his hand. Karlin appeared puzzled, and only after a few seconds did she react, lifting her arm to catch Qin Chu’s hand, but she seemed timid about the dirt covering her own palm... However, her little face was so dirty that one couldn’t tell she was blushing.

Her little hand scrubbed desperately against her body, but her clothes were no cleaner, getting dirtier as she wiped, and she shyly retracted her hand.

Qin Chu didn’t care about that; he caught Karlin’s small hand amidst her surprised gaze, "Let’s go..."

One tall and one short, the two of them cast long shadows under the streetlights.

"Big brother... Mr. Brave, where are we going?" Karlin asked cautiously.

Qin Chu smiled at Karlin, "To my home!"

Karlin’s eyes trembled, "home" was a word so foreign to her, she never dreamed she could still have one.

But that was the Hero’s home. How esteemed was Mr. Brave, was it really appropriate for someone like her to go to the Hero’s house?

"There’s nothing inappropriate about it." Qin Chu said with a smile, tousling Karlin’s dirty hair, where there seemed to be lice.

Qin Chu always felt a sense of guilt toward Karlin. During the first week, because of him, Karlin’s leg had been broken. Although he provided a wheelchair and arranged for someone to take care of her, Qin Chu rarely visited Karlin because he was busy fighting demons.

In the end, it was Karlin alone who was shouting for him.

"Don’t worry, I am the Hero after all, and nobody dares to disobey what I say," Qin Chu said with a proud pat on his chest.

"By the way, do you have anything you need to pack from your home?" Qin Chu asked, tilting his head.

"My home..."

"is long gone..."

"After my parents’ death became known, the neighbors cleared out all the stuff in the house. Even the house itself was taken."

...

On the other side, Asina finally woke up.

Remembering what had just happened, tears of humiliation slid down Asina’s face.

Her last shred of self-respect had indeed not been preserved.

She hated her own weakness, her inability to control the reactions her body exhibited.

Reflecting on the recent events, her body shook violently with betrayal and self-loathing, her fair fingers gripping the sheets fiercely as she sobbed and wept.

Even though she was Great Mage Asina, even though she could fight demons fearlessly to the death, she was still a woman after all.

She also had her own convictions and weaknesses.

She had betrayed Lord Jie Luo.

She was no longer clean.

Even if Lord Jie Luo were to be resurrected, what right did she have to stand by his side?

Asina felt an intense disgust for her own body, dragging her weary self to the bathroom. She let the hot shower wash over her, hoping to cleanse all the grime from her body as if it would restore her purity.

Looking at her perfect body in the mirror, she wished she could tear it to shreds with the broken shards of glass.

No... no... no...

Asina shook her head violently, her sky-blue hair waving about.

Everything she had done was for Lord Jie Luo.

Now, only she and Catherine were left for Lord Jie Luo. If she gave up completely over this humiliation, when would he ever be resurrected?

Lord Jie Luo must have recovered a bit by now!

When Lord Jie Luo is resurrected, he would surely be grateful to her.

The mirror reflected Asina’s eyes, which held a sick obsession, full of self-pity and self-satisfaction.

"Lord Jie Luo, for you, I can endure any sort of humiliation."

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