Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 475 - 321

Chapter 475: 321

At this moment, Silf simply had no energy to pay attention to Rose Vesper.

After closing the Message Magic, Silf’s gaze fell squarely upon the large group of enemies who were howling and charging towards her, their eyes flickering with a weird purple light.

They seemed no longer human, but had transformed into complete beasts. Their eyes wide and howling incessantly, even the elegant Nobles did not notice the thick saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths.

The insanity of it all was enough to send a chill down Silf’s spine.

Her slender neck moved slightly. Although some of those in the crowd were High-level Nobles and Holy Men, the current situation left no room for such considerations. Taking a deep breath, Silf spread her arms wide, and the longbow in her hands was drawn back to full circle.

A sharp arrow made entirely of the Wind Element rapidly formed on the bowstring, and in the next second, with a hum, the arrow whistled away towards the front.

A spiral wind clung to the arrow, leaving a long trace in the air.

In an instant, the arrow appeared in front of a Mercenary.

Even when faced with the attack of a Ghost Shooter, this Mercenary, who was at most Level 60, showed no hint of fear, his pupils ablaze with purple light.

The Energy on his body surged even higher.

In the next moment, his hands tightly grasped a giant Battle Axe, swinging it down to meet the oncoming arrow.

Hiss...

Crack!

Just as the Mercenary raised his Battle Axe to strike, the arrow had already pierced through his chest. He was too slow.

The metallic Armor on his body was perforated in an instant, and the spiral hurricane tore his body into pieces.

After killing this Mercenary, the arrow continued to rush towards the others in the back.

Thud thud thud...

After tearing through and shattering three more people, the arrow finally dissipated in mid-air.

One arrow had dealt with four enemies... It might seem like quite an impressive feat, but Silf was far from satisfied; the attack had not met her expectations.

In Silf’s estimation, this one arrow should have pierced through the entire frontline, splitting the squad in two, but now it had only eliminated four opponents...

On the other side.

Catherine swung her crimson Heavy Sword, cleanly cutting through the waists of three Holy Knights in front of her.

Blood splattered everywhere, and innards were strewn about.

But... something felt off.

It wasn’t the normal sensation of cleaving a person in two with a sword. As the Heavy Sword chopped into their bodies, it was like sinking into a swamp, accompanied by a strong sense of stagnation.

The bodies of these men seemed even harder than she had imagined.

Norma, Helois, and Iyeta were facing almost the same situation on their side. The average level of these people definitely wouldn’t exceed fifty, and even the highest-level enemy was only around level 70.

The Great Sage, who was over level 80, was essentially cutting through them like chopping melons and vegetables. A single spell could directly crush a large number of them.

But now, these people could even withstand the bombardment of magic to a certain extent.

These girls weren’t fools. Witnessing the weird and crazy demeanor of their enemies and the purple glow blossoming in their pupils, they immediately understood the situation.

The flickering purple light in their eyes caused their strength to surge dramatically.

However, this boost in power could not come without a cost. Perhaps it was the burning of life force or the burning of their souls, allowing their combat prowess to approach, or even reach, level 80 in a short period.

This condition could not last. Once their life force or souls burned away, they would turn to ashes and perish. But before that happened, they would condense a lifetime’s strength into these few hours, or even minutes, and release it, which certainly posed a great threat.

Roar!

An angry roar erupted, and a tall mercenary, shaped like a brown bear, bellowed. He was a Berserker. He had no armor on his body, not even a weapon; his own fists were his weapons.

Amidst his furious roar, his bulky body suddenly charged toward Catherine. Around the Crimson Valkyrie, a great number of enemies had already gathered, and the ground was littered with bodies.

The thick blood had, at some point, soaked the ground beneath their feet into a large pool.

Whoosh! The iron fist smashed down from mid-air.

The air howled around the fist.

Catherine could also feel the terrifying energy contained in this punch. Her beautiful eyes flashed slightly as she instantly raised the Flame Extreme Heavy Sword.

Clang!

A sound like clashing metal spread through the air.

The fierce impact reminded Catherine of the Fierce Giant Ape she had once fought against. She instinctively retreated, her Heavy Sword sweeping horizontally, tearing long gashes across the chests and bellies of several enemies around her, almost as if she was cutting them in two at the waist.

Their intestines were shattered into pieces.

But weirdly enough... even with such severe injuries, these enemies still did not die. Seeing those dragging their mangled bodies and continuing to charge at her made Catherine’s brows furrow tightly.

"Star Flame!"

Fighting Energy erupted.

Crimson flames were wildly burning around Catherine—this was the true Crimson Valkyrie.

The Flame Extreme Heavy Sword hissed as it stabbed into the ground in front of her.

Fighting Energy spread instantly through the ground, and in the next second, a radius of thirty meters centered on Catherine’s body abruptly cracked open. A multitude of crimson longswords burst from beneath the earth.

In this area, all bodies were torn apart, even the Berserker, who had several sharp blades piercing through his chest and abdomen.

Behind Catherine, Norma knelt on one knee, clutching her staff in one hand and pressing the other against the ground, seemingly praying devoutly to the earth. Magic power spread from Norma’s palm along the ground.

Accompanying Norma’s low and suppressed chanting, the solid stone plates beneath the enemies’ feet had become fine and crumbly quicksand without anyone noticing.

Under Norma’s control, the quicksand suddenly whirled into massive vortexes, swallowing dozens of enemies in an instant, burying them beneath the ground.

Only Violet seemed largely unaffected.

Her body whipped up a ferocious gale, sweeping through the crowd like a rampaging tornado, lifting figures into the sky in its wake.

By the time they fell back to earth, they had turned into a fine mist of flesh and a thick rain of blood.

Wherever Violet passed, she left a vast expanse of emptiness behind.

Despite this, Violet’s expression was far from relaxed, for the number of enemies was greater than she had anticipated... What she had previously sensed was only a part of them.

Helois and Iyeta coordinated to defend one direction.

"Ice!"

Ice cones sprouted from the ground, plummeting from the sky.

This area resembled towering snow-capped mountains, emanating a bone-chilling cold.

The ice cones, which could have pierced through the enemies’ skulls, now could only tear open gashes on their bodies. But Helois ignored this, content as long as the enemies bled, her mission was accomplished.

At Helois’s side, Iyeta’s lips curled in a slightly savage smile. Her hands spread open, her fingers trembling rapidly as if playing the piano.

Pale red Magic Power spread forward.

Wherever the Magic Power enveloped, the wounded enemies’ negligible cuts gushed with blood as if manipulated by some force, spraying out violently.

The intense squirt of blood further ripped the small wounds into gaping lacerations, accelerating the blood loss in a vicious cycle.

In a matter of seconds, a living person would die from blood depletion.

It was fitting for a Demon lady indeed.

This battlefield might not have the highest death count, but it was undoubtedly the most bloody and terrifying of all.

Truly a river of blood!

...

Elsewhere, inside Qin Chu’s bedroom.

Antasia guarded the doorway.

Angelica stood watch at the window.

Hearing the distant sounds and observing the scenes from afar, Angelica’s brows knitted tightly together.

The situation seemed grim. The enemy force was several times larger than those who attacked the palace during the Imperial City disturbance, and their strength many levels above.

The palace was simply too vast.

This made it impossible for Catherine and the others to defend every corner.

The enemies’ fearless madness and ferocity also exerted immense pressure on everyone.

Angelica was eager to join the fray, but she knew she had a more important task to attend to.

These weird assailants had only one target in their attack on the palace—her master who still hadn’t awoken behind her. Angelica would not allow anyone to harm her master, no one.

Suddenly... Angelica felt a light breeze brush past her.

Her soft golden eyes widened in an instant, and the next second, Angelica’s right hand swung out to her side.

As her hand moved, a sharp Ice Blade quickly materialized in her palm.

With a swish, the newly formed Ice Blade pierced through something.

A jet of blood spurted from mid-air.

A man clad in black night clothes gradually emerged; he was a Thief.

His heart had been pierced, and yet he wasn’t dead, still desperately writhing, a purple glow in his pupils chilling Angelica to the core.

With a twist of her palm, the Ice Blade rotated within the Thief’s heart.

Then, in an instant, the Ice Blade shattered with a snap.

The fragments of ice riddled the thief’s chest with countless punctures.

Angelica’s actions didn’t pause for a moment, as Holy Light began to coalesce in both her hands the next instant.

Pop!

Her small hands smacked against the thief’s temples on both sides.

With Holy Light pouring in, the contents of the thief’s skull turned into mush.

At that point, the thief could no longer hold on, collapsing to the ground lifelessly, utterly motionless.

At the front door, Antasia had just turned a thief into a statue of ice.

The two girls exchanged a grave look, each seeing the seriousness in the other’s eyes. Even with so many powerful sisters outside intercepting, some damned Assassins still managed to infiltrate.

But, no matter what, Angelica would not allow her master to be harmed... never...

Strengthening her resolve in her heart, Angelica turned to look again.

That turn was all it took for her body to tremble violently, as she saw a face gradually appearing on the wall.

That face was twisted into a grotesque grimace.

In the next moment, an arm clutching a Dagger emerged from the wall, slashing towards Qin Chu’s neck.

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