Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 276 - 173: The God of Darkness, Blood, and Slaughter (4)_3

Chapter 276: Chapter 173: The God of Darkness, Blood, and Slaughter (4)_3

The stones and soil around Karsas were all shaken into the air, leaving only a deep pit several tens of meters in diameter on the ground.

Even Silf’s figure was continuously retreating, distancing herself to avoid being affected by the shockwave.

Aili’s body had already jumped onto another street lamp pole, the one she had originally been on having been shattered into fragments.

Destructive Fighting Spirit, three martial arts moves used in combination.

One punch Earth-shattering, one punch Mountain collapse, one punch Sky Break!

It was with these three moves that Wozworth had fought invincibly across the world, sparing only the Hero and the Demon King; he could even hold his ground against the Abyss Four Heavenly Kings under the Demon King’s command, and ordinary Abyss Demon Generals were no match for him.

A look of smug satisfaction spread across Wozworth’s rough, rugged face as one punch exploded Karsas’s head, spraying out black, cold liquid that adhered to the chains.

All that remained in front of him was a headless corpse, twitching on the ground.

"This guy’s head is really hard," Wozworth said, shaking his arm.

But soon, he sensed something was wrong and instinctively stepped back... only to see at the site where Karsas’s head had been blown apart, dark red, blood vessel-like and sinew-like things writhing densely at the broken edge, proliferating.

The sight even made Wozworth’s scalp tingle.

Quickly, these things intertwined, forming a round object that seemed to be a head...

"Damn, what the hell is this?" Wozworth couldn’t help but turn and ask Augustus and Saint Monica behind him.

They had fought with many demons, but even the weirdest of demons had never been so odd.

And that wasn’t all; the liquid that had sprayed out seemed to carry a heavy desecration, hitting the Heavenly Prison’s chains and the embrace of the Earth Mother Goddess, immediately emitting a fizzing, crackling sound, as the four chains binding Karsas seemed on the verge of being corroded through.

Saint Monica and Augustus too wore grave expressions; they had never faced such a weird foe in all the enemies they had dealt with.

"Everyone..."

Just then, a melodious voice came from midair.

It was clear, containing a strength that penetrated the soul.

If it wasn’t for the fact that the speaker was now standing at the window of the Sikes Hotel, it would have sounded even more convincing.

"Now, we are not fighting against Karsas... but against the Evil God that Karsas worships..."

"That is our true enemy."

"Although we don’t know what exactly that entity is like, the fact that it can transform its believers into such ugly, twisted monsters means it cannot be good."

"Moreover, the power of the Evil God often has a strong infective and erosive nature. If we let this guy wreak havoc in the city, I don’t need to spell out what will become of this city, do I?"

The expressions on everyone’s faces turned solemn.

"Qin, if you have any suggestions, just say them. Let’s first find a way to kill this thing..." Wozworth said in a deep voice, looking down to see that Karsas’s head had already partially reformed.

The wet, gurgling face was covered with pale blue veins, disgusting and twisted.

Qin Chu smiled serenely.

He stretched out his hands to either side.

Qin Chu knew he was directly challenging that mysterious and powerful Divine being!

But what was there to fear?

"Light!"

I said let there be light, and there was light!