Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 236 - 154 Goddess’ Hint (Vote for Monthly and Recommend Tickets) _3

Chapter 236: Chapter 154 Goddess’ Hint (Vote for Monthly and Recommend Tickets) _3

"Well, even so, that’s still quite impressive."

Everyone was praising Qin Chu’s overwhelming strength, far surpassing that of the First Generation Brave.

To Rose Vesper and Asina, such words only darkened their expressions and sparked great displeasure in their hearts. In their minds, no one could replace Lord Jie Luo, let alone surpass him.

Just wait, once Lord Jie Luo is resurrected, you will all understand how short-sighted you have been.

Nobody brought up the matter of the Goddess behind Qin Chu, as if that Goddess had never appeared... The few old foxes were deliberately playing down the impression that the Goddess had appeared, wanting to keep this matter within an extremely limited scope and prevent it from spreading.

Otherwise, the Hero’s reputation and influence would become stronger and stronger, which they could not accept.

"By the way, Mr. Brave, before you were summoned to the Sky Dome Continent, did you also study martial arts? During your duel with the Prince, I sensed a very refined sense of combat," Saint Monica asked, voicing her uncertainty.

Tsk...

A slip-up.

Qin Chu had hidden most aspects well, but he had been careless with his combat sense, not expecting it to be immediately noticed.

He shrugged somewhat helplessly, "The world I originally came from wasn’t so peaceful... Wars happened frequently..."

He tilted his head, thinking, "How should I put it, the intensity of wars was much greater than the battles against demons on the Sky Dome Continent. In our world, people aren’t adept at using magic, but are very skilled at creating various magic artifacts. People drive all sorts of... um, magic artifacts, racing on the ground, flying in the sky, and launching various powerful magic bombs..."

"These magic artifacts could spew out thousands upon thousands of magic bombs, turning a city into ruins in a very short time."

Augustus and the others exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

A race not adept at using magic, but skilled in crafting and maneuvering magic artifacts? What kind of magic artifacts were those, capable of supporting human weight, allowing humans to pilot them? Even able to race on the ground and fly in the sky?

The image of thousands upon thousands of magic bombs, falling like raindrops from the sky, involuntarily appeared in their minds.

"There are also some weapons known as ’truth’ and ’justice,’ one shot could directly destroy an entire city..."

"If a demon outbreak occurred in my original world, the demons by now would probably have become endangered animals, enjoying a treatment similar to that of pandas in a zoo..."

"Oh, zoo, you know, it’s a place where some animals are kept in cages for people to watch..."

Qin Chu rambled on, explaining.

He was also downplaying the impact of his own strength while finding a reasonable excuse for his combat sense. Wasn’t it normal to have decent combat sense while living in such a war-torn world?

"By the way, shouldn’t we be concerned about other issues, like, for instance, how much damage has the Imperial City actually suffered?"

"The Evil God summoned by the Prince seems to have caused severe destruction to this city. And speaking of which, where is the Prince..."

Reminded by Qin Chu, everyone suddenly remembered that they had completely forgotten about the other protagonist in the Duel Arena.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Prince is here..." Morton’s somewhat weakened voice came from the side.

When the Evil God illusion was summoned by the Prince, Morton was one of the people closest to it, also suffering a severe impact and injuries. Although he managed to suppress the chaos inside his body with his strong strength and willpower, his body was still in great discomfort.

Following Morton’s pointing finger, in a large crater, they saw the figure of the Prince.

The Prince still maintained a mass of rotten flesh appearance, only now the signs of decay on his body were even more severe.

He could feel the strength in his body vanishing. A mass of flesh was slowly writhing, emitting a desperate wail, beseeching the will of the Evil God not to leave his body.