Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 478 - 324: Saint Monica’s Impulse (Vote for monthly tickets and recommendations!)

Chapter 478: Chapter 324: Saint Monica’s Impulse (Vote for monthly tickets and recommendations!)

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Saint Monica was not weak, and she was not someone who could be dealt with as desired.

Although both possessed strengths over level 90, this woman’s combat power was feared to far surpass that of the Demon Prince Diaberlic. Underneath her gentle elegance lurked cunning and madness, and her seemingly plump and soft body harbored terrifying energy.

Saint Monica not only had the powerful strength of being the Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect but also had the blessing from the Void, given by the Lord of Pleasure. Her level of difficulty was feared to exceed that of Wozworth and Augustus. She was no easy foe to contend with.

Originally, Saint Monica wasn’t on the list of those Qin Chu was planning to take revenge on immediately... but now, the situation had become somewhat subtle.

On one hand, Phil, who resided within Qin Chu’s body, urgently needed a body.

On the other hand, having obtained the Divinity of the Lord of Pleasure and the Desire Sin Divine Authority, the blessings Saint Monica received from the Lord of Pleasure probably wouldn’t have much of an effect on Qin Chu, drastically reducing the level of difficulty.

Furthermore, if he could control Saint Monica and let Phil take over the original consciousness and control of her body, then the benefits to Qin Chu would be tremendously exaggerated.

It would be tantamount to having one of the three major human forces, the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, fall directly into his control.

With this power, dealing with Augustus, Wozworth, and Carlos would become much easier.

The concern in Qin Chu’s heart was that Saint Monica’s strength was formidable. Even if the blessings from the Lord of Pleasure were useless, she was still an exceptionally strong master, and Qin Chu wasn’t entirely sure he could take her down.

A cunning person like Saint Monica likely had countless ways to save her own life.

If he really made a move and failed to take down Saint Monica, that would mean a complete fallout between them, and the ensuing situation would become quite troublesome.

The hesitation in Qin Chu’s heart didn’t last too long as he scoffed to himself. Saint Monica was already trying to kill him, so why worry about tearing off the façade?

If there was a chance to kill the opposite party, then there shouldn’t be the slightest hesitation.

Moreover, Qin Chu was certain that even if he tried to kill Saint Monica and failed, she would definitely not dare to publicly split with him, being known as the Hero. Right now, the one who should be worried was not himself, but that woman, Saint Monica.

"Antia, come with me."

The Antia behind him simply nodded gently, and in the next second, her figure swiftly reentered Qin Chu’s body.

In the gaze of Angelica and Antasia, Qin Chu’s figure gracefully floated out into the sky.

"Catherine, Silf... burn all the bodies."

Qin Chu’s voice echoed in the ears of Catherine, Silf, and numerous other women.

Each of their faces showed a slight joy. Qin Chu had finally awakened.

They could finally be at ease.

The bodies were quickly piled up, and with a fire cast by Silf, billows of black smoke began to roll in the night sky.

Qin Chu had his own plans. Among the followers of the Lord of Pleasure who died this time, the majority were Civilian Mercenaries, adventurers, soldiers, and private troops of Nobles. The death of these people would not cause much trouble.

The real issue lay with those thirty-plus High-level Nobles.

Even though these nobles had come on their own accord, in madness, to attack Qin Chu, if this information were to get out, it would still cause a massive rift between Qin Chu and the Noble Class. Although Qin Chu was not afraid of the nobility, less trouble was always better.

On the other hand, there were many Holy Men.

After all, Phil was to become the Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect in the future. Any damage to the reputation of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect was of no benefit to Qin Chu.

In Qin Chu’s heart, he had almost come to regard the Earth Mother Goddess Sect as his own private property.

What a pity for so many Believers.

It was Qin Chu himself who had eradicated these believers, for under the call of the Lord of Pleasure, these pitiful believers had already burned out their lives and souls. Otherwise, so many people could have been an endless source of faith.

And this faith could enhance the strength of the Divinity within him.

Qin Chu sighed with regret. He had also finally understood why the Lord of Pleasure was so frantic. After all, it is infuriating for a God to have even a shred of their most important Divinity taken away.

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On the other hand, Saint Monica’s expression was somewhat somber.

She did not understand why the different sects under the rule of the Supreme Joy Master, which had been united to cooperate towards the common goal of annihilating Qin Chu, could suddenly erupt into internal strife.

Saint Monica was well aware that while all were followers of the Lord of Pleasure, conflicts between different sects could be even more severe than those between the Blissful Witch Association and the Holy Court. The Elegant School, the Blissful Witch Association, and other disorganized sects all wanted to eradicate the other factions completely, to prove that they alone were the true orthodoxy.

And among these many sects, the Blissful Witch Association was the most powerful. With no choice, the principles and doctrines of the Blissful Witch Association, coupled with the open Oville Empire, made it all too easy to grow followers.

This led to sects like the Elegant School harboring deep hatred towards the Blissful Witch Association. When the Blissful Witch Association suffered a severe blow a while back, the Elegant School even held an unprecedentedly grand banquet to celebrate.

But right now, they were all gathered together to cooperate, due to the oracle of the Lord of Pleasure. No matter how great the differences, they had to be suppressed. Saint Monica was convinced that no follower would dare to defy the will of the Lord of Pleasure.

Saint Monica could not forget the scene she had just witnessed: numerous fighters who were in battle suddenly stopped their actions, looked blankly at the Void, and then, like crazed individuals, turned their weapons against the comrades who had just been fighting alongside them.

The scene was so weird that it even made Saint Monica feel a shiver run down her spine.

Could it be that within the palace of the Hero, there exists some entity capable of interfering with or even altering the influence of a God on their followers?

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It was precisely because of this thought that Saint Monica didn’t look back and turned to leave immediately.

In the night, beneath the moonlight, Saint Monica’s figure cast a long shadow on the ground, like a cold breeze sweeping over the surface. Her soft golden hair and the sacredly adorned long robe of the Church Venerable fluttered behind her, displaying her charm.

She must return to the church as quickly as possible and contemplate how to explain the massive involvement of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect’s Holy Men in the siege on the Hero.

Furthermore, she also needed to find a way to completely annihilate the Hero.

This summoned Hero was extraordinary and not an opponent that could be dealt with easily. Perhaps she shouldn’t have been so arrogant; sometimes, collaborating with others was essential.

Some time ago, Augustus suddenly sought her out, hoping to cooperate, but Saint Monica declined. However, considering the difficulties in eliminating the Hero had surpassed her expectations, collaborating with Augustus might be a good choice.

Suddenly, Saint Monica sensed something.

A powerful presence was rapidly approaching her.

Was it Qin Chu?

Her brows furrowed slightly as she quickened her step, the sharp night wind whistling by her ears, while the buildings and trees on either side of her seemed to flicker past like phantoms in her peripheral vision.

One was pursuing, the other fleeing.

Saint Monica was incredibly strong, and at full speed, she was as fast as lightning. Before long, the Earth Mother Goddess Church loomed in front of her.

Without the slightest hesitation, Saint Monica entered the church directly.

Even the Hero wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on her in church, right?

Within the Holy Hall of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, Saint Monica’s graceful figure paced back and forth. Even with her composure, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat disorganized at this moment.

She had thought that by eliminating Holy Son Oniens, Saint Inas, and the former Church Venerable Florence, she would have complete control over the church, but she hadn’t expected to face such a problem so soon.

After a period of hesitation, Saint Monica placed her fingers to her ear, ready to contact Augustus. She didn’t know why Augustus wanted the Hero dead, but having someone like him as an ally would significantly increase the likelihood of defeating the Hero.

Just then, a series of urgent footsteps came from outside the Holy Hall, and a nun hurried in from the entrance: "Lord Sect Master, Hero Qin Chu has come to visit."

Perhaps because she had walked too quickly, the young nun’s cheeks were somewhat flushed, and her breathing was a bit hurried, her full chest rising and falling.

Saint Monica hardly noticed the nun’s demeanor; her gaze became sharp: It was indeed Qin Chu.

She had already returned to the Church and yet Qin Chu dared to follow her directly; did this man think his strength was enough to confront the entire Earth Mother Goddess Sect?

She didn’t believe Qin Chu was a blindly arrogant fool; what was he relying on?

Several thoughts flashed through Saint Monica’s mind as she quickly made a decision: "Let him in."

Taking a deep breath, Saint Monica suppressed the chaos in her heart, her face regaining its elegance and gentleness, with a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Her delicate fingers tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and every move was filled with seductive charm.

If that was the case, then a direct confrontation with the Hero was in order.

Soon, a figure appeared at the entrance of the Holy Hall; if not Hero Qin Chu, then who?

He had come alone.

Even before stepping into the Holy Hall, Qin Chu’s face was already adorned with a smile: "Lord Sect Master, my apologies for the late visit. I hope you’ll forgive my intrusion."

Saint Monica’s face had already regained a graceful, reticent smile, with a touch of tender allure. She rose from her chair, her full hips and thighs separating from the seat. Glancing at Qin Chu and about to speak, her gaze suddenly became momentarily lost.

Even her breathing paused for an instant.

Oh?

The person was still the same, and his appearance had not changed in the slightest, yet for some reason, he seemed even more charming than before.

Her heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

But Saint Monica was, after all, Saint Monica. She quickly suppressed the strange reaction in her heart, her lips curling into a beautiful curve as she swayed her slender waist to greet him, their brief embrace allowing her to distinctly feel just how hot Qin Chu’s body was.

And that heat, like a virus, seemed to spread to her own body.

Mysteriously, Saint Monica felt an odd response within herself.

She was strenuously trying to maintain control, keeping the bewitching smile on her face: "Mr. Brave, what brings you here in the middle of the night?"

Qin Chu chuckled, his gaze unabashedly sweeping over Saint Monica’s voluptuous body.

That look was decidedly aggressive.

The places his gaze touched made Saint Monica feel as though a rough hand had brushed over her body.

A chill ran up her fair skin involuntarily.

Deep inside, she couldn’t suppress a rising urge.