Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 472 - 318: Asina’s Soul, Evil God Meeting! (5)

Chapter 472: Chapter 318: Asina’s Soul, Evil God Meeting! (5)

Qin Chu felt his thoughts were rather odd, as he had indeed discovered that Saint Monica might have close ties with the Blissful Witch Association, and could even possibly be the president of the association.

This was a grave issue, considering the Blissful Witch Association’s infiltration into the Sky Dome Continent was truly exaggerated, involving even the Emperor’s Princess and the Empress as members.

Even one of the leaders of the three major forces, the Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, was a member; wasn’t the situation disastrously bad?

Yet, on closer thought, the issue that troubled him was why Saint Monica could maintain her purity in such a dreadful place as the Blissful Witch Association, such a trivial matter.

Furthermore, his thoughts expanded, wondering, if Saint Monica could maintain her purity in such a place, could it be that she actually did not like men? Was the husband of the Earth Knight Order leader merely a facade and her true interest lay in beautiful girls?

Like Mevis, for example?

Unfortunately, Asina had lost interest too soon because she didn’t witness the scene she had imagined; had she stayed a bit longer, she might have seen some surprising scenarios.

Qin Chu was quite regretful... well, of course, mainly for not confirming Saint Monica’s identity for certain, not for other nonsensical reasons.

Speaking of which, Asina had a better figure than Mevis and was no less appealing in appearance, voluptuous and captivating. If Saint Monica had such inclinations, would she overlook Asina?

Qin Chu’s consciousness lingered in Asina’s soul space for a while, feeling that he had already spent too much time here. Entering someone’s soul space for the first time usually leads to a strong inherent rejection, so he didn’t have much time to ponder these matters here.

His consciousness continued to drift deeper into the soul space, which was immensely vast, resembling an endless desert with no discernible boundaries.

On the other side!

Outside the realm of consciousness, Silf was adjusting her maid costume.

She wasn’t very pleased.

With so many girls around Qin Chu, it was finally her turn; she had hoped to spend a sleepless night with Qin Chu but was interrupted by Asina.

However, the experiences just now were quite delightful.

Glancing at two figures lying side by side on the bed, Silf’s eyes held a hint of envy. Qin Chu must be wandering in Asina’s soul now, right?

After a brief hesitation, Silf pulled up the blanket over the two bodies and walked over to the window, summoning her longbow. Though still somewhat weary, she prepared herself for battle.

In their current state, Qin Chu and Asina were utterly defenseless.

Qin Chu’s identity was very special, and countless people in this world desired his life; right now, she had to take on the role of his guard.

Of course, Silf was unaware that beside Qin Chu stood Antia, an extraordinary bodyguard, along with Phil, a slightly lesser Fiery Flame Witch.

Either of these beings was far stronger than Silf herself.

Just then, Silf felt a slight itch in her ear.

Someone was trying to contact her through Message Magic... After a glance behind her, Silf pressed a finger to her ear: "Hello, who is it?"

As soon as she spoke, her voice carried the languor and allure of one who had just indulged in pleasures.

"It’s me, Rose Vesper..." Soon, Rose Vesper’s voice came through: "Silf, what’s with your voice, it sounds weird?"

Blushing slightly, Silf coughed softly: "No, nothing, just woke up. What’s up?"

"I was trying to contact Asina, but couldn’t reach her. What’s Asina doing?" The irritation was clear in Rose Vesper’s voice, seemingly quite annoyed at being unable to connect.

This attitude made Silf frown slightly; was Rose Vesper’s tone too commanding?

"Asina, huh?" Silf’s gaze shifted to Asina, who lay with her eyes closed, breathing evenly: "She’s probably asleep."

"Oh, then never mind, I’ll just tell you directly. Let Catherine and Asina know they should stay in the Imperial City during this period."

"Later, help me dethrone Augustus from the Pope’s position, got it?"

"Remember what I said, there must be no mistakes."

Rose Vesper issued her commands in the tone of a superior to a subordinate and then closed off the Message Magic.

"Really now..." Silf was astounded, quite dissatisfied with Rose Vesper’s attitude.

This Elf’s temper was already fiery; how could she tolerate this? What did Rose Vesper consider herself to be?

Wasn’t she just the Holy Daughter of the Holy Court? Who cared about her!

As a member of the Hero Team, everyone’s identity was supposed to be equal; yet she was issuing orders with such arrogance, as if everyone else were merely her servants.

Luckily for Rose Vesper, she wasn’t present, or else Silf’s temper would have surely sparked an immediate argument, making her even more resentful towards Rose Vesper.

Speaking of which, Rose Vesper was really quick to act; previously, following Qin Chu’s directions, Silf had deliberately sparked Rose Vesper’s interest in the position of Pope and even proactively provided some Church officials she could possibly draw to her side.

Qin Chu’s original intent might have been just to throw the Holy Court into disarray.

But could it be that Rose Vesper was actually preparing to take action?

That woman couldn’t really think that by recruiting a group of experts, she could actually be a match for Augustus, could she? Silf was eager to see what kind of mess the Holy Court would be in when the time came.

...

In Asina’s soul world, Qin Chu’s consciousness was still drifting incessantly, searching.

Finding the location of Asina’s soul core in this vast desert was hardly easier than finding a needle in a haystack.

Although he encountered many of Asina’s memory bodies along the way, unfortunately, Qin Chu did not have much time to check them one by one.

In the soul world, where the passage of time could not be felt, Qin Chu did not know how long he had been drifting when suddenly his consciousness felt a faint call.

It was a voice echoing directly in his mind, extremely faint, but to Qin Chu, this was a crucial signal. His consciousness gathered strength again and drifted toward the direction from which the voice was coming.

As he got closer, the voice became clearer and clearer.

It was Asina’s voice, but there seemed to be a subtle difference; it lacked Qin Chu’s familiar charming and seductive tone, that confidence and competence. The voice was filled with weakness.

It even contained pleas.

Was Asina’s soul calling for help?

Qin Chu’s consciousness fluctuated slightly in mid-air and then sped up once again.

The sound in his mind grew louder.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Qin Chu’s consciousness finally drifted atop a tall sand dune. When his consciousness swept over the dune, Qin Chu could distinctly feel his consciousness shudder abruptly.

What did he see? Atop that dune was a massive altar.

The dark red color, resembling dried blood, was filled with an ominous aura; twisted chains, like centipedes, crawled over the altar, crooked and twisting, yet blooming like the stamen of a flower on the altar.

And right at the center of this flower was unmistakably Asina’s soul.

The dense stamens were wrapped around Asina’s soul; at a glance, they were numerous and countless.

If Qin Chu’s body were here, his forehead would certainly be furrowed heavily.

The twenty-six strands in Silf’s soul were already frightening enough, but the chains on Asina’s soul were probably several times that of Silf’s.

How greatly did those weird beings value Asina?

Just how powerful was Asina’s soul, by the way?

To not go mad under such torment?

What shocked Qin Chu even more were the things surrounding the altar.

In the corner of the altar closest to Qin Chu was a statue as tall as a person.

This statue was filled with a creepy weirdness. At a glance, it was hard to determine if it was male or female; if considered male, it bore a masculine dominance, and if female, it was charming and graceful.

The charisma of both man and woman seemed perfectly merged on this statue.

When Qin Chu saw this statue, his consciousness stuttered, and he swallowed a non-existent mouthful of saliva; vaguely, his scalp tingled, and his consciousness uncontrollably trembled.

The aura of this statue, how similar it was to the phantom that appeared behind the Prince back then? And how different was it from the Divine Statue in the private meeting room of Mevis and Saint Monica?

The Lord of Pleasure, the deity holding the authority of desire.

To the left of the Lord of Pleasure’s statue was a giant toad statue, even taller than that of the Lord of Pleasure. It was dark green, with its back covered in ferocious, twisted bumps.

Its mouth was wide open, filled with dense, saw-like teeth.

Its massive body was swollen and ugly, and the area around the statue was covered in a ring of dark green clouds; upon closer inspection, one would realize these were swarms of tiny insects.

This image was identical to the Divine Statue Asina had encountered in the secret chamber.

Referred to by the locals as the Father God, the deity controlling the authorities of plague and disaster.

To the right of the Lord of Pleasure’s statue was a huge throne made of countless white, chilling skulls, behind which stood two curled horns as red as wild bulls.

The viscous red, like flowing blood, was just one glance away from feeling the rich, nauseating smell of blood.

Looking further, one statue after another appeared in front of Qin Chu.

In that moment, Qin Chu felt his consciousness nearly shatter under the intangible pressure.

What the hell was going on in Asina’s soul?

Were the Evil Gods holding a conference?

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