Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 325 - 204 Deserter in Battle, Death! (1)

Chapter 325: Chapter 204 Deserter in Battle, Death! (1)

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The bright sunlight couldn’t block out the blood fog drifting through the sky, casting a crimson gloom over the entire world as if a heavy boulder was pressing down upon everyone’s heads.

The ferocious roars of the demons merged into a continuous roar, rolling along the ground like muffled thunder, chilling one’s bones and numbing the scalp just by hearing the sound.

There were many types of demons, ogres, giant trolls, minotaurs, goblins, demon wolves, werewolves, brain-eating demons, sucking marrow demons, giant cockroaches three feet long, huge earthworms with a half meter diameter, winged harpies soaring in the sky, demon crows...

Their attack was completely unstructured.

There was no neat formation, no coordinated command.

However, their sheer numbers were overwhelming. When tens of thousands of demons surged forward, it was like an ocean storm lashing out with furious tsunamis that could engulf everything.

Especially those not numerous but terrifyingly large giant trolls—these massive creatures, nearly thirty feet tall, covered in semi-rotting flesh warts, could easily grab a human soldier and stuff them into their mouths, devouring half their bodies in one bite... These bloated masses indulged in their feast amidst the humans’ attacks.

When had the distinguished knights, who came from far within the Imperial City, ever seen such a scene?

They were not like those who had to go out to battle, neither the holy men arranged by Augustus and Saint Monica nor the Royal Guard led by Morton.

Whether nuns, priests, or knights.

All of them had always been safely staying within the Imperial City enjoying peace, they were nobles, holy men, the upper class; they reveled in luxurious treatments.

In their eyes, war was so distant. Naturally, there would be those despicable commoners to take their place in wars, they just had to stay safely in the Imperial City enjoying peace.

They had heard more than once how cruel the battlefield was but had never actually set foot on one.

They even looked down on war, believing they were stronger than those soldiers who returned from battlefields, sure that had they themselves gone to war, they would have outperformed those despicable commoners.

Just because they were nobles, and they thought themselves too dignified for war, a place filled with dirt, blood, and filth, that is why they didn’t fight.

But now, when they actually saw the so-called battlefield with their own eyes, they finally realized how laughable their previous thoughts had been.

They hadn’t even truly fought with the demons yet, just seeing them from a distance, an indescribable fear had already swept over them, uncontrollably trembling their bodies.

What they could see before them was just an endless ending of lives, both of humans and demons.

Various bloods pooled together on the ground to form rivers, and the previously dried land was almost turning into a muddy swamp.

Human power was so fragile in the face of these powerful demons; rusty swords couldn’t even tear through the demons’ tough hides, while a touch from the claws of the demons meant either death or severe injury, and cheap, tattered armor provided no protection.

Crunch, crunch... the sound of the giant trolls crushing bones with their teeth caused everyone’s scalp to tingle.

And those horrific demon wolves, fast as lightning, their sharp claws capable of easily severing head after head,

And the earth covered with innumerable super-giant cockroaches, able to climb over a person in an instant, consuming all of a person’s flesh and blood within a few seconds.

And from beneath the ground, the monstrous earthworms that appeared unpredictably... and the demon crows in the sky...

Death, death, death...

Ah...

Finally!

A nun from the Earth Mother Goddess Sect could no longer bear the horror of what she saw before her. She screamed loudly and turned to run.

By the Earth Mother Goddess, this was too terrifying.

Was she really supposed to face so many horrifying beings?

No, no, no...

The nun’s scream also resonated with many other members; they were nobles, holy men, the upper class, they shouldn’t be here warring with demons, that was the job of despicable commoners.

Qin Chu had a cold expression.

His figure appeared in a swoosh beside the nun, whose strength was definitely not weak, at least much stronger than the ordinary soldiers fighting the demons on the front line.

With an extremely cold look, he grabbed the nun’s head.

Then, with a snap,

He crushed her head in an instant.

This scene stopped the other priests and knights who were ready to flee in their tracks, staring incredulously at the Hero; it seemed they hadn’t expected Qin Chu, who was a hero, to suddenly attack a human.

Onions and Inas had dark expressions, almost shouting at Qin Chu in unison, "What are you doing?"

They were extremely dissatisfied with Qin Chu’s decision to kill someone from the Earth Mother Goddess Sect on his own.

Qin Chu’s icy gaze swept over them, "Fleeing the battle and disturbing the army’s morale... death!"

"This is the battlefield, not a place for you to play house."

"On the battlefield, there are no nobles, no holy men; everyone only has one identity, and that is as a soldier!"

"Don’t just treat this escort of the Hero Team to the front line as some kind of gilding process, to boast to your peers about how powerful and valiant you are after returning... Here, you must be willing to fight with your life on the line."

Because of Qin Chu’s decisive action, directly executing a nun, none of the remaining people dared to run away.

His gaze swept over the crowd, observing their reactions. The former members of the Hero Team appeared unperturbed, their faces tinged with a hint of mockery, seemingly looking down on these pampered nobles.

These people had truly experienced the battlefield.

Nadia’s reaction was also very calm; after all, the demons before her were not much more exaggerated than tens of thousands of minotaurs.

Inas and Sherry, one a Saintess and the other a Saintess Candidate, clearly hadn’t experienced such things and were somewhat pale-faced.

Angelica and Norma were slightly afraid, but they could control their emotions.

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As a princess of the Ice Duchy, Antasia had been involved in training and hunting from a young age, so the bloody scene before her was not unacceptable.

What truly felt odd to Qin Chu was the princess of the Oville Empire, Wozworth’s daughter, the new member of the Hero Team, Carol.

This girl, upon witnessing the bloody scene, not only showed no fear but also had a flicker of excitement in her eyes that was almost unnoticeable; Qin Chu could even hear the princess’s breathing become rapid, her eyes filled with fervent light.

The almost distorted expression made Qin Chu’s scalp tingle, feeling that the girl’s personality was so twisted it no longer resembled that of a human being.

Another person who Qin Chu found somewhat peculiar was Onions: his face betrayed a mixture of fear and inexplicable excitement.

Onions, who had never experienced a battlefield, was instinctively afraid of the bloodshed and the flying limbs, but the mysterious threads injected into his body were also stirring an urge to kill within him.

While he was eager to study Onions in detail, now was not the time.

Qin Chu took a deep breath and the next second, let out a thunderous shout:

"Kill!"

Whir...

As soon as Qin Chu’s voice rang out, a violent roar immediately came from beside them.

Catherine, with her fiery red body, turned into a streak of light and rushed forward at high speed.

Midway, she thrust her legs, causing her body to leap into the air and fall in a parabola towards the ground, her hands raised and clutching, the Flame Absolute Heavy Sword appeared in her palm with crimson flames surging toward the earth.

Boom...

The sword gleaming with a blaze tens of feet long descended from the sky, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the scorching impact sweeping the yellow sand off the ground, whirling to either side.

In an instant, a large swath of demons was cleared away.

The air was thick with the stench of burnt demon corpses.

Catherine opened her mouth, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth, and in the next second, she once again rushed forward, tearing through the dense army of demons like a red-hot dagger.

"Cloud Piercing Arrow..."

Silf, who had been staying by Qin Chu’s side, also extended her longbow, taking direct aim at a massive Demon Wolf, which appeared to be the leader of these wolves, simply judging by its size as the largest among them.

Whir...

With Silf’s crisp voice, the bowstring trembled violently.

The sharp, blue-gray arrow beam shot forward in an instant.

Thump thump thump thump...

Along its path, the heads of demons were pierced through moment by moment.

The Demon Wolf leader seemed to sense danger too, its enormous eyes bulging as it let out a subdued roaring instinctively from its throat; it began to dart to the side, trying to avoid the lethal arrow.

But just then, the arrow that had been flying straight suddenly traced a smooth arc in midair and caught up to the head of the Demon Wolf leader with a thud.

Even the tough skull could not withstand Silf’s arrow, and its life was ended in a flash.

Aili’s figure, unknown when, had already appeared in midair, on the back of a harpy commander.

This harpy was the commander of their troop...

The cold dagger, silently resting in front of the throat of the harpy commander, was so silent that the powerful demon did not notice it at all, only instinctively breaking out in goosebumps on its neck.

She was still opening her mouth to spew out a raging wind...

Thwack... The snowy neck was sliced open with a large wound, blood gushing out instantly.

Only then did Aili’s figure gradually become visible, her icy gaze glanced at the surround harpies, and the next moment, she split into dozens of copies, dashing in different directions.

Amidst the scattering feathers, the mutilated bodies of the harpies began to fall from the sky.

And most surprising to Qin Chu was Onions.

The Holy Son, who had been very timid, and even a bit cowardly, seemed to have been stimulated by blood to a certain nerve, his facial expression turning crazier and more twisted, his eyes filled with ferocious crimson.

His breath turned to heavy panting.

Flying blood beads...

Severed heads...

Crushed bones...

Burnt flesh...

Despair, wailing, death...

Onions’s body was shaking.

He should be very afraid, that was how it was supposed to be.

But now, Onions’s chest was filled with an indescribable excitement.

An invisible force was driving Onions, making him want to draw even closer to that scent of blood, that aura of death...

His eyes, without anyone noticing, had turned a pool of crimson.

And in the deepest part of his gaze, dark cross-shaped marks intermittently appeared!