Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 399 - 258: The Impulse to be Cao Zei (5)

Chapter 399: Chapter 258: The Impulse to be Cao Zei (5)

Candice had always thought Shaye was a human girl too.

After all, although a witch, witches are still human beings... Well, now most of the witches could hardly be considered normal humans anymore.

Violet’s body was condensed from magic elements, Phil had nothing but his soul left, and Gaia was even worse, having only a residual soul left, dwelling within Norma’s body.

The Death Witch Ireta had been nothing but a cold corpse before she met herself.

Although he had not encountered the other witches, they were likely in a similar state.

After all, the torment of thousands of long years, even if every witch was a genius with a firm will, they could not withstand the ravages of time.

Candice felt Shaye’s situation should be similar, just because she was younger, she still had some distance from madness, but now looking at Shaye’s reaction, something seemed a bit off.

Her consciousness was born in a thick darkness?

Could it be the womb? Did she have her own thoughts while in the womb?

If that was the case, then Shaye’s talent was truly astonishing. But soon, Candice realized he had underestimated Shaye.

Shaye seemed to be trying hard to think about things that had happened, her pretty little face looked somewhat strained, "It was pitch black yet very spacious. My consciousness drifted in that thick darkness for a very long time."

"Exactly how long, I myself am not even sure."

"Then, suddenly one day, I opened my eyes."

"I saw light, saw the earth, saw trees, saw mountains..."

Candice was dumbstruck. Such an unusual way of being born was also unheard of for him.

"The darkness that once enveloped me, I don’t know where it went, and there were no other people around me, so I also don’t know whether I have parents or who my parents really are," said Shaye, gripping her silver hair with a slightly troubled look on her face.

Then she quickly smiled cheerily and shook her head nonchalantly, "But it’s not like it’s a very difficult thing, the forest isn’t short of food, and some demons and wild beasts wanted to harm me, but they were so weak, they died by just a glare from me."

"Since I’ve never experienced it, I am also not very clear about the kind of feelings you have in your heart."

"However, although I cannot understand, living well is perhaps the best way to remember them."

Candice smiled slightly, he knew Shaye was trying to comfort him, but as a Dark Witch, she probably never did anything similar, hence she seemed a bit clumsy.

"Thank you!"

Shaye’s face reddened , snorted, and turned her head away, no longer paying attention to Candice.

On the ground, there seemed to be the soft footsteps of two people.

Looking down, it was Florence and Inas, two figures dragging long shadows on the ground, Florence’s wound on her neck had healed.

The death of Onions was ultimately a severe blow to Florence, mainly on a mental level.

Her face was still tinged with unshed sorrow, but it had improved a bit compared to the beginning.

Under the moonlight, Florence’s face, shrouded in a mist, revealed a graceful beauty, and she wore not her usual attire similar to that of Saint Monica’s Holy Man, but a layered yet not too complicated dark long dress.

After a brief hesitation, Candice leaped down from the treetop, appearing in front of the two women.

"Lady Florence, have you come to seek vengeance on me?"

Florence gave a somewhat helpless wry smile and shook her head, "Vengeance? If it were for vengeance, perhaps I should have killed myself first..."

Perhaps, at first glance upon seeing Candice strike Onions, she indeed harbored strong hatred towards him.

But now, she knew the person she should hate the most was not Candice.

"Onions died a sinful death; that was the punishment he deserved."

"But, even though Onions is dead, the evil he committed cannot just disappear, so in the coming time, I plan to try to make amends for the sins he committed, at least hoping to cleanse some of the corruption he carried..."

"Inas and I will perhaps clear some demons, or investigate some mysterious relics related to the Evil God, to see if we can find a way to combat this evil."

"So, we have come to take our leave of you."

"Thank you for the rescue and teachings from before, Mr. Brave. I will remember them in my heart," Florence said calmly.

Teachings?

Does that mean ’Have another child if one dies’?

Candice’s face flushed with embarrassment; those were merely words he blurted out under special circumstances, surely Florence didn’t take them seriously?

Pausing for a moment, Florence spoke again, "Additionally, before leaving, I have a word I hope Mr. Brave will keep in mind."

"Please speak..."

"Be careful of Saint Monica," Florence said slowly, her voice in the night even carrying a faint trace of eeriness.

Candice’s pupils suddenly constricted.

"Perhaps, you might think this is my attempt at seeking revenge, but knowing I’m no match, so I deliberately stir up strife, hoping for a conflict between you and Saint Monica..."

"Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you."

"I am merely here to warn you, originally, Saint Monica was not very strong, possessing only exceptional talent and quick progression. When I was the Church Venerable, indeed I treated Saint Monica as the next Church Venerable in training."

"I believe Saint Monica can break through to Level 90 with her talent, this is absolutely possible, but it may take twenty, thirty years."

"But, she advanced from Level 80 to Level 90 in just two years."

Level 80 to Level 90, in two years?

This number left Qin Chu silent as well.

Perhaps this speed of improvement might not be much for Qin Chu, but he was an exception, an anomaly due to his cheats.

Let’s put it this way, both Augustus and Wozworth were extraordinary geniuses, and their talent absolutely did not fall short of Saint Monica’s.

And the time they took, Wozworth took fourteen years, Augustus took twelve years.

Zimmerman had been stuck at Level 89 for decades...

To say that Saint Monica’s talent was six to seven times that of Augustus and Wozworth would be absolutely impossible.

No matter what, two years, this speed was indeed a bit too exaggerated.

Lady Florence understood the shock in Qin Chu’s heart; she gave him a few seconds to digest before she finally spoke, "It wasn’t until one day that I discovered the divine being worshipped by Saint Monica was no longer the Earth Mother Goddess but another deity."

The deity worshipped by the leader of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect wasn’t the Earth Mother Goddess?

This news would certainly cause a sensation if it got out.

"Who?" Qin Chu instinctively asked.

Lady Florence shook her head, "I’m not sure. The only thing I am certain of is that it’s not any benevolent deity."

"That’s all I can say. Mr. Brave, please be careful. Oh... the Earth Mother Goddess Sect recently received an oracle. I’m not sure about the content of the oracle, but it seems to be related to you, Mr. Brave."

Lady Florence nodded slightly and, along with Inas, turned to leave.

But just after taking two steps, Lady Florence suddenly stopped and turned back, "Mr. Brave, I will bear in mind what you said before. If I were to have another child, I would definitely raise them well."

"We should meet again!"

Under the moonlight, Lady Florence’s figure displayed charming curves.

No, what’s the point of telling me this? I’m not going to have a child with you.

If Lord Cao were here, he would definitely find any means to make Lady Florence stay, but Qin Chu was not Cao Zei; he was more interested in what Lady Florence had said about Saint Monica.

Qin Chu, of course, knew that Saint Monica was no good, but who could have expected her to be so deeply hidden?

The esteemed leader of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect was actually worshipping another divine spirit?

Interesting!

It couldn’t possibly be one of those seven from the Void, could it?

If so, which one?

However, although previously disparaging Lady Florence as nothing significant, actually... the woman was really quite beautiful.

Suddenly, he felt a burst of impulse to emulate Lord Cao.

But Qin Chu did nothing, simply watched silently as Lady Florence departed, pondering the credibility of her words, which were far more significant than her body.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side.

This place was Luo Meng’s territory.

Lately, Luo Meng was very happy.

His dealings with the mysterious figure had been very profitable.

His second brother, Edrich, had disappeared without a trace; no one could find him or contact him. Blessings of the Demon King, he probably died somewhere, which meant one less presence hovering over his head.

Regarding his elder brother Diaberlic, demons reported seeing him carried into the Demon King Palace on their father’s back; at that time, Diaberlic had already been a corpse, reportedly with his heart gouged out by someone. Unknown who did it.

He hoped that his father wouldn’t bring his elder brother back to life.

During this time, the leaders of the demon territory were quite anxious.

And the other princes grew more active than before.

Previously, with Diaberlic and Edrich towering like great mountains, the other princes dared not act rashly. Even Horus, the mysterious figure, had made it clear through Candice to show allegiance to the Prince, avoiding drawing attention before he grew stronger.

Luo Meng found it very reasonable; he had intended to do just that, but who could have expected such a turn of events? Damn, it was awesome.

Now, having captured two members of the Hero Team, Luo Meng had become a rising star in the demon territory, with numerous demons flocking under his command, drastically boosting his power.

While Luo Meng was enjoying this delightful surge of demons flocking to him, a demon suddenly rushed into the palace, "Seventh Prince..."

"We’ve discovered traces of human activity in the territory."

Luo Meng’s eyes suddenly brightened.

Horus was truly formidable.

He had foreseen everything; members of the Hero Team indeed came to rescue Ronald, who had already died.

Since they’ve come, let them not dream of leaving!