Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 200 - 137: The Princess of the Ice Country (4)_3

Chapter 200: Chapter 137: The Princess of the Ice Country (4)_3

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But Qin Chu could clearly feel that the speed of his growth was becoming slower and slower.

He didn’t know how long he had stayed in this darkness, having slaughtered demons not less than eight thousand if not ten thousand, yet his level had only risen from Level 47 to Level 61.

He always felt that the pace of his improvement was unbelievably slow, and it was getting slower as time went on.

"Shaye, are you stealing my experience?" Qin Chu scratched his head, asking with some suspicion.

"Ha, how could I? What would this witch need your experience for? Don’t talk nonsense."

Shaye immediately responded, but her voice carried a slight trace of guilt.

Seeing that Qin Chu had only asked casually and didn’t press the issue too much, Shaye and Antia both quietly breathed a sigh of relief, as if even some presences within them were also celebrating joyfully.

He waited at the entrance of this nest, not knowing how much time had passed, when a humanoid creature with two curved horns on its head and huge bat wings on its back crawled out of the entrance. It had a face so handsome it was otherworldly, with an evil charm about it.

With a swish, the gazes of Qin Chu, Antia, Violet, Catherine, and Shaye simultaneously focused on this creature.

The weird, great demon shivered all over.

In the next instant, the beautiful face turned deathly pale, without a single moment’s hesitation, it turned its head and plunged back into the Abyss. Then, the dark purple entrance before them closed completely and vanished without a trace.

A few of them looked at each other in dismay, Catherine’s heavy sword hadn’t even had the chance to be raised, Antia’s long spear hadn’t been swung, Violet’s fist still hung in mid-air...

And so, this demon, clearly many times more powerful than any previous ones they had faced, had just slipped away!

Escaped?

Among demons, the more a creature’s appearance resembled that of a human, the higher its rank.

If Qin Chu remembered correctly, that one just now should have been one of the seventeen Abyss Demon Generals under Demon King Nage, likely close to Level 90—capturing that guy would have brought an enormous gain.

Unfortunately, the higher the rank of the demon, the smarter it is. That demon had fled too quickly, decisively without hesitation. Truly worthy of being a Demon General, it even closed the nest’s entrance directly, completely cutting off Qin Chu’s thoughts.

Qin Chu had no choice but to start on the return journey.

He unfolded the magic scroll, and beneath the feet of Qin Chu, Violet, and Catherine, a massive magic array appeared. Accompanied by a bright light, their figures suddenly vanished. When they reemerged on the surface, they had left the cave, surrounded by a dense jungle.

At this very moment, it was deep night, and two round moons cast silver light across the sky.

As Qin Chu was determining their current location, he suddenly heard the sound of intense metal clashing nearby. He instinctively headed in the direction of the noise and soon saw, within the thicket, dozens of assassins in black tight suits encircling six people, launching fierce attacks with their daggers. On the perimeter, some clad in black wielded magic wands, with surging magic power, lightning, ice, and flames raining down from the sky.

With a sizzle, a man in armor was struck by lightning, his body instantly going numb. The next second, four or five daggers almost simultaneously pierced his body. Accompanied by the sound of flesh being punctured, his throat, heart, and abdomen were all torn open with long wounds. Under the spray of blood, his figure collapsed to the ground.

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The remaining four guards swiftly changed their formation, standing back to back, while they defended against attacks from all directions, they protected a woman at the very center.

She was a stunning girl with ice-like long hair that shimmered with a mysterious glow under the moonlight. Her ice-white gown wrapped around her beautifully curved body, her skin as delicate and pale as snow. Her ice-blue eyes shone brighter than jewels, making the bright moon itself seem dull by comparison.

Perhaps due to the exhaustion of her magic power, her cheeks looked even paler, and her pure white hands clenched tightly, yet they failed to summon even a trace of magic power.

So beautiful!

Even with many outstanding women by Qin Chu’s side, he couldn’t help but express his admiration upon seeing this girl.

Her beauty was enough to make Saintess Rose Vesper lose her luster.

Corpses scattered all around, of black-clothed assassins, the girl’s maids, and her guards.

The situation was clearly dire for the girl, only her four most loyal and formidable guards remained by her side, but they too were covered in wounds and seemed unable to hold out much longer, while their opponents were ten times stronger than them.

But even in this desperate situation, the girl still did not lose her grace and dignity. Her cool eyes swept over the assassins constantly rushing at them, and finally, the girl’s ice-white lips parted, her voice crisp like the cracking of ice:

"I am Princess Antasia Messfield of the Ice Duchy, who exactly are you, why attack me, have you considered the consequences?"

It was indeed her... the fiancee of the Prince.

Unexpectedly, after emerging from the demon’s lair, he stumbled upon this tragic girl.

In the first week, Qin Chu hadn’t had much interaction with Antasia, only having seen her once at a banquet, and then she committed suicide that same night.

She was a very beautiful, yet very pitiful woman.

"Consequences? There are no consequences," a masked assassin, standing at the very back of the black-clothed figures, said with a merciless sneer; he was the leader of these death soldiers.

"No use struggling anymore, death is your only destination."

"No one will come to save you."

Just then, Antia, standing beside Qin Chu, suddenly furrowed her brows, her expression turning extremely weird.

Seconds later, Antia abruptly looked up at Qin Chu: "Save her."

Huh?

Qin Chu was taken aback, somewhat puzzled by Antia’s reaction, as she rarely took such initiative.

"She and I..." Antia struggled greatly with her thoughts, finding it hard to describe what it was like: "She and I seem to have some kind of connection..."