Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 202 - 138 Antia and Antasia (1)_2

Chapter 202: Chapter 138 Antia and Antasia (1)_2

The leader let out a sinister, twisted voice, his husky, strange laughter sounding particularly harsh...

Just then, with a slap, it seemed a palm landed on the leader’s shoulder. The assassin leader’s eyes, who was sneering malevolently, suddenly constricted, and the piercing laughter abruptly stopped.

His body stiffened on the spot.

A layer of fine sweat beads emerged on his forehead, mingling and rolling down his cheeks.

Hiss...

Who exactly was this person? To appear behind him without a single sound, completely undetected by him—if it had been a sneak attack...

An indescribable sense of fear swept through his body, causing the leader to break out in goosebumps, feeling almost as if his scalp was about to explode.

He dared not move; the other’s palm still rested on his shoulder, as if it would be effortless to take his life away.

His throat moved, feeling only the secretion of liquid in his mouth accelerating, suppressing the urge to scream out. The leader, suppressing the fear in his heart, tried to speak in a calm tone:

"Who exactly are you, sir? What do you want to do... It’s better not to get involved in certain matters, otherwise, it could bring trouble upon yourself..."

Immediately after, the leader just felt the palm on his shoulder slowly lift.

The leader breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when the hand, as if to dust off his shoulder, leisurely fell back down.

"Silence!"

Accompanied by the cold voice from behind, the leader felt a terrifying force strike directly on his shoulder.

The next instant, the bones in his shoulder were shattered, and his legs couldn’t bear the weight as his knees cracked and broke, causing him to kneel on the ground with a thud, followed by an extremely piercing scream.

The seemingly light fingers contained a strength so terrifying that even the leader couldn’t bear it.

Qin Chu did no further action. He left the remaining time for Antia to perform.

The leader’s piercing screams caught the attention of a large number of assassins. Though they were in battle, these assassins couldn’t help but turn their heads, but before they could see clearly what had happened behind them, they only saw a dark red long spear, enveloped in a piercing shriek, tearing through the air like a meteor.

The dark red flames coiled around the long spear like venomous snakes, making the spear appear even more terrifying.

The speed of the long spear was too fast; even these skilled assassins couldn’t catch its trace with their eyes, as if the spear was moving through space with leaps and bounds.

Instantly, the spearhead appeared in front of one assassin. It pierced through his chest instantly, the rapidly spinning spear scraping away large chunks of flesh and bone from within his chest cavity, leaving only a hole the size of a bowl, clearly beyond saving.

That was not all; after penetrating one body, the speed of the long spear did not decrease at all. Continuous thudding sounds followed, as the spear, like skewering candied haws, pierced through the bodies of four or five assassins directly in front of it.

Immediately after, the long spear, as if guided, flew back in reverse.

The figure of Antia then appeared.

Her petite body, still swirling with dark red flames, a set of seemingly tattered armor, golden blonde hair fluttering in the fierce wind, and black chains twining around her petite body.

Her narrow face carried a peculiar beauty, emanating cold indifference.

A group of assassins were shocked and frightened, instantly killing six comrades; anyone would realize that this petite girl was undoubtedly an extremely formidable expert. They also saw their own leader, being suppressed on the ground, screaming continuously.

These assassins also exhibited their crazed side at this moment. They howled like wild beasts, splitting off nearly half their members, sweeping towards Antia like a storm.

In a flash, assassins in black surrounded Antia from the front, both sides, and even the sky, their blades flashing a chilling light under the moonlight.

Behind, several magicians began chanting lengthy spells simultaneously.

Two archers had already drawn their bows, the sharp points of their arrows locked onto that small figure.

"Be careful..." Antasia couldn’t help but exclaim in alarm.

She wasn’t clear on the identity of this young girl, but at least she was not an enemy, feeling an unconscious worry in her heart.

Antia’s tiny figure stood quietly from beginning to end, her indifferent gaze merely sweeping over the enemies rushing towards her. Her delicate little hand finally lifted, reaching out towards the front.

The next second, the chains wrapped around Antia transformed instantly into dark red venomous snakes, hissing as they tore through the air.

In the night sky, the chains twisted and shuttled!

An assassin tried to use the dagger in his hand to block the chain rushing towards his chest, but before the dagger could even touch the chain, it suddenly coiled around and pierced his chest straight from behind.

A magician opened a Magic Shield, but a chain swept across and shattered the Magic Shield with a bang, sending the magician flying. As he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, another chain instantly penetrated his head through his mouth.

An archer tried to run away, but the chain rapidly spread along the ground, directly coiling around his legs, and in the next instant, his entire body was hoisted into the air. Another chain snaked over, wrapping around his neck. In his desperate wails, the chains suddenly tightened, and his body split in two, blood staining the night sky.

Pfft... Pfft... Pfft...

The venomous snakes danced wildly.

The cold chains mercilessly pierced through one body after another.

Blood was spurting.

The pungent smell of blood spread in the night wind.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great, and though these assassins were quite capable, in front of Antia they didn’t even have the strength to fight back and could only wait despairingly for the slaughter.

In the blink of an eye, the ground was left with bodies whose chests, necks, or foreheads had been pierced through, some not even fully dead, twitching like frogs.

And yet, the chains on Antia continued to wriggle and grow longer, soon sealing off a large area with their wild dance.

Desperate wails and screams of impending death rose and fell.

Four guards trembled as they shielded Antasia behind them. Although the chains did not seem to intend to attack them, the scene before them was still horrifying.

Perhaps only seconds later, the cries suddenly stopped and the night regained its silence, only the blood scent lingered in the air.

The chains then returned to Antia’s body; she tilted her head, looking somewhat perplexed. Had she not just effortlessly ended dozens of lives, this pose might even seem a bit cute.

She lifted her petite leg, dragging the chains on her body, and walked step by step towards Antasia.

Her eyes were filled with confusion, sadness, and a trace of curiosity.

The four guards were shocked and tense, their bodies instinctively tightening, their palms sweaty with the grip on their weapons, fingers trembling slightly, an uncontrollable bodily reaction.

Antia’s strength was simply too great, a force they could not contend with.

But, even so, the four guards did not retreat a step, protecting the Princess was their duty.

Yet being so cautious was rather discourteous to the one who had just saved them. Antasia took a deep breath and commanded the four guards to step back temporarily.

The guards hesitated briefly but eventually took a few steps back, helpless anyway since they couldn’t have fought off...

Finally, Antia reached Antasia’s presence.

Antasia took a deep breath, starting with formal nobility, "Respected and mighty lady, thank you... Oh..."

She hadn’t finished speaking when her voice suddenly filled with surprise, seeing the petite yet exceptionally powerful lady suddenly raise her right hand, stretching out her slender, fair fingers towards her face, caressing her cheek.

This left Antasia somewhat puzzled, not understanding what was happening.

Then, Antia tried to extend her small hand, appearing to want to pat Antasia’s head!

However, compared to Antasia, she seemed a bit too short, her hands barely reaching, which seemed to frustrate Antia somewhat. Then, she very determinedly tiptoed, finally reaching Antasia’s forehead.

Her hand gently tapped.

A smile appeared on Antia’s face,

A very gentle, very soft smile...

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