Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 441 - 293: Asina’s Complete Destruction (5)

Chapter 441: Chapter 293: Asina’s Complete Destruction (5)

Those hollow and pale eyes, devoid of any luster, must be what they call "dead eyes," right?

They look pretty scary.

It is understandable, though, as for Asina, this was an unprecedented blow.

To resurrect Jie Luo, Asina sacrificed everything, even forsaking her pure body, only to suddenly discover that all her sacrifices were in vain, merely exploited by the target she sought to kill.

This man indulged in the pleasure she brought him, while looking at her as if she were a clown.

Reflecting on her past experiences, only sorrow remained on Asina’s face.

Moreover, having heard that Jie Luo was forever beyond resurrection, all hope vanished at that moment, leaving only despair!

Such a shock was enough to break anyone.

Qin Chu patted Asina on the shoulder and then stepped back leisurely, "It’s a pity, Asina, you are too clever, I had intended to let you live well for a while longer..."

"But now, I must resort to other means."

The Daughter of Death, Ireta, was here for this purpose.

If Ireta failed, then Asina would have to be killed.

Noticing Qin Chu’s gaze, Ireta’s body swished forward to face Asina.

As the Daughter of Death, wielding the authority of the Death God, Ireta’s strength far surpassed that of Asina. Had Qin Chu not purified some of the Death Aura from Ireta’s body, at such a close distance, Asina and Muse would have died instantly.

Her fair little hand reached towards Asina’s forehead.

Asina instinctively wanted to resist, but in front of Ireta, she had no power to do so.

Moreover, in a state of extreme despair and breakdown, Asina couldn’t even muster her Magic Power, easily caught by the delicate hand of Ireta on her forehead.

Ireta began to twist Asina’s soul.

As for what it would become, even Ireta couldn’t guarantee.

After all, though Ireta possessed the power to manipulate souls, she had never distorted someone’s soul in this way before.

Countless dense black threads emanated from Ireta’s fingertips, instantly enveloping Asina’s body, the threads burrowing into her flesh.

The next instant.

Asina seemed to suffer endless agony, abruptly opening her mouth to emit the sharpest, most painful scream.

Her body trembled violently, her face quickly covered in dense sweat beads as she spasmed uncontrollably.

Following that, Asina’s body stiffened on the spot, motionless.

Like a beautiful doll.

Only from the corners of her eyes did two crystal-clear tears roll down.

She knew, Qin Chu’s methods were even more cruel than she imagined, and mere despair was not enough to vent the fury in his heart.

What he intended to do was unprecedentedly malicious.

Behind them, Muse listened, bewildered, not understanding what these two were talking about.

It seemed like Asina mistook Qin Chu for Jie Luo? How could that be possible, were her eyes blinded? The two men looked nothing alike.

From the sound of it, it seemed that Asina had also been violated by Qin Chu?

Disgusting wretch.

It looked like the mysterious woman in black stockings had attacked Asina?

Muse wanted to come to her aid, but he cleverly judged that Qin Chu was the core of these people, and with him down, all problems would be easily resolved.

Moreover, Qin Chu’s words also infuriated Muse.

This damned bastard, what did he say? Jie Luo could never be resurrected?

How could Jie Luo possibly not be resurrected?

If Jie Luo truly could not be resurrected, then what was the point of his existence as a Second Generation Brave Warrior? And, wasn’t this bastard responsible for killing Ronald, Benson, Karsas?

His already ugly face became even more ferocious and twisted at this moment, his eyes showing a strange crimson.

Suddenly, a roar of rage burst from his throat, hands tightly gripping the huge battle axe, his large body charging directly towards Qin Chu.

"Bastard, go to hell..."

Though Muse appeared severely ill and quite awkward,

once he began fighting, the ferocity of the Mad Demon remained, accompanied by angry roars as if he were a frenzied beast. His enormous feet stomped on the snow, sending flakes flying behind him.

In an instant, he appeared directly in front of Qin Chu, the sharp axe chopping down towards his forehead.

Whoosh...

Qin Chu could clearly see, the snowflakes falling in mid-air were split in two by the sharp edge of the axe.

The axe blade, already rusty and dark brown from being soaked in blood, emitted a strong stench.

Qin Chu’s lips curled up slightly, his toes tapping, his body whooshing backwards.

As a joke, the current state of Muse was simply too disgusting for Qin Chu to engage in close combat with him. If the string of blister-like eruptions on his body burst, splashing their fluid on him, it would be absolutely revolting.

Muse’s attack missed but didn’t stop there.

With a horizontal sweep of his axe, emitting a sharp light, swiftly swept across.

This move had just ended, and the next was already unfolding, Muse’s body leaping into mid-air, his hands tightly gripping the handle of the axe, the Fighting Energy inside him flowing wildly, the discomfort in his body forcibly suppressed.

The huge axe, swirling in layers of purple Thunder Chains, the normally not-so-sharp blade now gleaming brightly.

With all his Strength, his already large frame seemed to grow larger as he plummeted straight from the sky.

This was the battle style of Muse.

Once this man entered battle mode, he would instantly forget everything else, unleashing a relentless barrage of attacks like a never-ending tsunami, not giving his opponent a single chance to catch their breath.

The massive battle axe stirred up boundless snow, obscuring the sky.

Mixed in were the angry howls of the Mad Demon Muses.

Qin Chu stood still, extending his right hand as silver Fighting Energy spread along his arm and instantly condensed into a sharp long sword in the palm of his hand.

The next second, he countered the thunderous battle axe falling from the sky.

Clang!

At the instant the two sharp weapons collided, a shower of sparks erupted.

Qin Chu felt an immense brutal force descend from above, his body instantly sinking, not just breaking the surface snow, but even shattering the deeper ice.

It was truly the Mad Demon Muses.

Such savage strength was not something ordinary people could withstand.

The battle axe and sword collided, exploding with a stunning impact. From Qin Chu’s central position, large areas of snow were blown away, exposing the fragmented ice below, and the entire snowy mountain seemed to shake under the fierce impact.

Qin Chu seriously wondered whether this level of fighting could trigger an avalanche here.

The Mad Demon Muse’s expression shifted slightly; he hadn’t expected the Second Generation Brave Warrior to withstand his full-powered strike.

Although he had heard that Qin Chu was extremely talented and progressed quickly, how had so little time passed, and he was already able to match him evenly?

Wasn’t this talent a bit too exaggerated?

That thin long sword formed from Fighting Energy, which the Mad Demon Muse thought he could easily shatter, had actually blocked solidly. Not only that, but even his own battle axe had been chipped.

A crazed glint flickered in the eyes of the Mad Demon Muse, as he was just about to launch another attack.

However, Qin Chu suddenly smiled, casually hooking the tip of the long sword with his other hand, and the slender blade instantly bent downward.

The next instant, as Qin Chu’s fingers loosened, with a buzz, the blade snapped back.

The Mad Demon Muse’s body could not support itself and staggered back.

Then...

A sharp pain shot through the sole of his foot.

A muffled grunt emerged from his throat.

Looking down, a sharp ice cone had pierced through the sole of his foot, and fresh blood splattered around, staining the area with a dark red hue.

This was Helois’s tactic, which Iyeta had taught her before; setting up ice cones on the ground often yielded better results.

Suddenly, Helois lightly flicked her bare hand, and the swirling snowflakes around seemed to be drawn by her, pausing mid-air.

Five slender fingers waved gently in the air, and at that moment, the thin snowflakes gained the speed of sharp arrows, tearing through the air with a hissing sound.

This flurry of snow was the Snow Woman’s home field.

Here, the Snow Woman’s power could reach its limit.

The Mad Demon Muse’s complexion shifted again, and he swung his battle axe, turning it into a storm.

Only the sound of "pitter-patter" was heard as the snowflakes were directly shattered, but each snowflake also brought a significant impact to the Mad Demon Muse, forcing him to continuously retreat.

The snowflakes were too dense; even the Mad Demon Muse could not block them all.

With a hiss,

A stray snowflake whizzed past the Mad Demon Muse’s face, a snowflake so delicate it would melt between lightly pinched fingers, yet sharper than a knife.

A deep, bone-visible cut immediately appeared on the Mad Demon Muse’s face, from which dark red liquid continuously flowed.

After retreating many steps, as the snowflakes gradually dwindled, the Mad Demon Muse finally had a chance to catch his breath.

The sound of panting came from his throat, and he could feel his body burning hot, the fever seemingly worsened.

His eyes fixed on the Snow Woman, cursing himself for underestimating these enemies.

He hadn’t expected this woman, who appeared as if she could crush heads with one hand, to be so strong.

The corner of his eye just caught sight of the black-clad woman with stockings leaving. Asina stood quietly in place; had Asina managed to drive the woman back?

It seemed likely, since Asina was not weak.

Although the woman looked weird, it was almost impossible to take down Asina in an instant.

The brain of the not particularly clever Mad Demon Muse, especially under his sick condition, was a total blur. With formidable enemies in front, he simply had no time to think too much.

"Asina, let’s join forces, let’s take down these guys," he said.

"You help me block those magicians, I’ll take care of Qin Chu first."

Without waiting for Asina’s response, the Mad Demon Muse roared again and charged forward.

But just as he took a step...

The Mad Demon Muse felt a pain in his chest... an ice cone formed of solid ice had pierced through his back.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The body of the Mad Demon Muse stiffened, turning his head slightly, his face filled with disbelief as he looked back at the woman behind him.

The former companion from the Hero Team, Asina.

Her delicate pale hand was still tightly holding the Magic Wand, with the Magic Power at the tip of the wand not yet dissipated.

On her face hung a silly, twisted, destructive smile:

"Mad Demon Muse... trying to harm my master?"

Asina had completely twisted, destroyed!

A trace of astonishment was clearly displayed on Ireta’s face, seemingly unexpected this scene to unfold!