Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 481 - 327: Lord of Pleasure in a Violent Green (4)

Chapter 481: Chapter 327: Lord of Pleasure in a Violent Green (4)

No, no, no... absolutely impossible.

Qin Chu could not possibly be the Lord of Pleasure.

The Lord of Pleasure had previously issued an oracle demanding the death of Qin Chu, it couldn’t be that the Lord of Pleasure wanted to kill himself, right? Unless he had gone mad...

For a moment, Saint Monica could not continue to clean the stains off the white silk; her entire body was rigid in place, her soul was subjected to an unprecedented vicious assault.

Countless chaotic thoughts surged to her mind at this moment, only to leave Saint Monica’s head in a terrible mess, she couldn’t figure out what exactly was happening before her eyes.

Qin Chu? The Lord of Pleasure?

She refused to believe that Qin Chu and the Lord of Pleasure were the same entity, yet the pressure emanating from Qin Chu was so immense.

That was not an aura a human could release, it was the majesty that could only be exhibited from a different stratum.

Even though Saint Monica was the Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, even though she possessed immense strength and a resilient soul, at this very moment, her body could not help but shake uncontrollably, nearly frenzied under the immense pressure, washing over her like a tsunami, ceaselessly eroding her soul and body.

In the face of such authority, she didn’t even have the right to stand before him; her legs were weak at the knees and seemed ready to fall to her knees before Qin Chu at any moment.

Qin Chu was not a god, there was only a thread of Divinity within him, akin to a spider’s silk, yet the pressure that this tiny thread of Divinity presented was definitely not something Saint Monica could bear.

Saint Monica was right, it was a power from a different dimension entirely.

What shocked Saint Monica even more was the aura Qin Chu emitted, the shimmering purple light that involuntarily made her think of the Lord of Pleasure she had felt numerous times in her dreams.

Majestic, beautiful, noble, graceful.

With an alluring charm like the most delicious poison in the world, even if one knew there was an Abyss ahead and it meant certain doom, one couldn’t control their own footsteps and desired to draw nearer.

This aura, it truly belonged to the Lord of Pleasure, something no lifeform on this world could ever counterfeit.

Saint Monica had never been as close to the existence she believed in as she was now, and her mind went through a rapid transition from shock, to doubt, to madness in a short time.

Ah... how beautiful the Lord of Pleasure is.

No longer repulsed by the man before her whom she once loathed, she instead wanted to draw near, as if driven mad.

She didn’t even care about the violation she had just experienced.

Her entire body belonged to the Lord of Pleasure; was there a need to care about so much?

For someone with devout faith, what could be more exciting than the appearance of their god right before their eyes?

Saint Monica moved closer to Qin Chu step by step, she longed for the grace of the Lord of Pleasure, longed to offer up everything she possessed to him.

She wanted to tell the Lord of Pleasure about her deep loyalty and yearning for him.

Yet, the expression on the Lord of Pleasure’s face grew darker and darker, and his indifferent gaze even sent shivers down Saint Monica’s spine.

"Saint Monica... kneel..."

The ’Lord of Pleasure’ suddenly let out a stern shout.

Saint Monica’s body shook violently for a moment, no longer able to control herself as she fell to her knees with a thud, pressing her forehead tightly to the ground, her full and lovely form trembling uncontrollably.

She had no idea what she had done wrong to provoke the Lord of Pleasure’s anger and rebuke.

"Saint Monica, you filthy whore, your body belongs to me, how dare you let it be touched by other men?" the ’Lord of Pleasure’ said, his voice filled with indignation.

Saint Monica’s complexion instantly changed drastically; was he scolding her for what had just happened?

But wasn’t that you?

"Foolish and pitiful creature, Qin Chu’s body has long been occupied by me. That was just a minor test for you, and you have disappointed me."

Qin Chu maintained the posture of the Lord of Pleasure, rebuking her in a slow, prolonged, and hollow tone, a posture that might more suit a god’s dignity.

Saint Monica’s pretty face turned as pale as paper in an instant... so it was just a test from the great Lord of Pleasure for her? Yet she clearly did not pass the test and even though she kept her final purity, her body was ultimately tainted with the hue of Qin Chu.

This was something utterly unacceptable to the supreme Lord of Pleasure, everything He owned had to be most perfect and unblemished.

At that moment, Saint Monica’s heart was in utter turmoil, she desperately wanted to explain but didn’t know how to begin.

In such a short time, Saint Monica’s soul fell into an unprecedented chaos, and deep inside, she was fraught with fear, worried that she might lose the Lord of Pleasure’s favor because of this.

As Saint Monica’s spiritual fluctuations grew sufficiently intense, Qin Chu felt it was almost time, he crouched down, caught Saint Monica’s chin with one hand, and forced her to meet his gaze.

Saint Monica only felt a stabbing pain in her eyes, and tears were almost drawn to blood.

One must not look directly at a god!

Even though the Divinity that Qin Chu possessed was only a trace.

Deep inside, Saint Monica couldn’t help but feel a surge of despair; was the most fearsome punishment about to befall her from the supreme being?

"Although I am not entirely satisfied with your performance, for a mere human, you have done fairly well; therefore, I will give you another chance," said the ’Lord of Pleasure.’

The ’Lord of Pleasure’s’ words made Saint Monica’s golden eyes immediately light up.

In extreme fear and despair, ecstasy was welcomed; Qin Chu forcibly elevated the fluctuations of the soul and consciousness to an unprecedented peak.

At this moment, a streak of crimson trace, like flowing water, slid along Qin Chu’s arm and invaded Saint Monica’s head.

This sensation was far from pleasant. Agonizing pain made Saint Monica’s whole body tremble; large beads of sweat continuously rolled down her pale cheeks, and she felt as if her head was about to be ripped open, with something extremely sharp and scorching piercing through her brain.

Everything she possessed seemed to be stripped away.

"Oh, Lord of Pleasure so supreme, what are you doing?" Saint Monica inquired with a trembling voice.

"Don’t be afraid, relax, this isn’t a bad thing."

"Because your performance has failed to fully satisfy me, your loyalty is not enough. Therefore, I am infusing a wisp of my Divinity into your body."

"This is both surveillance and a gift to you."

"My Divinity will grow within you, merging with your body and soul. One day when you have fully assimilated my Divinity, you will be completely transformed, shedding the mortal coil to become a true God. Then, you can truly be by my side forever."

"So do not resist, let go of your consciousness, relax your soul, and embrace her..."

Saint Monica was fooled completely.

Her eyes wide, was her body to become a vessel for a strand of the Lord of Joy’s Divinity?

For the most devout Believer, this was an immense honor.

And might she even break free from the shackles of mortality to become a great God?

Saint Monica’s cheeks turned a flushed red; she faintly sensed that something was not quite right, but desperate to prove her unwavering loyalty to the Lord of Pleasure after failing the previous test, she pushed these concerns aside.

Moreover, the temptation was simply too great for even Saint Monica to refuse.

Heeding the command of the ’Lord of Pleasure,’ Saint Monica dropped the instinctual resistance that had arisen within her and completely released her soul.

Hum...

Crimson light completely engulfed Saint Monica’s body; her soft golden eyes were replaced by fiery red, as if flames leapt within the depths of her pupils.

Behind her voluptuous body, the sacred Church Venerable robe was burnt through, creating two massive holes that revealed her smooth and pale back.

Above her beautiful back, a pair of wings, formed from condensed crimson flames, unfurled; the entire Holy Hall was awash in a blending glow of lurid purple and fiery red.

A smile with a hint of wickedness slowly emerged on Saint Monica’s pious face. Her body, which was previously kneeling on the ground, rose up straight, as her aura changed in an instant.

Hot, spicy, arrogant, with a touch of cunning.

It was Phil.

Qin Chu’s gaze was fixed on the Fiery Flame Witch now occupying Saint Monica’s body, silent, yet his eyes were filled with questions.

Phil’s personality, though reckless, was not foolish. She clearly understood Qin Chu’s meaning and shook her head slightly towards him.

Sigh...

Phil’s reaction left Qin Chu somewhat helpless.

After all, forcibly taking over Saint Monica’s body was not an easy task. The present Saint Monica only surrendered her soul without resistance due to being disturbed by a series of events and then suddenly being overwhelmed by the appearance of the Lord of Pleasure, which allowed Phil to successfully take control of the body.

But this was only temporary.

On one hand, Saint Monica herself was extremely powerful, chosen by the Lord of Pleasure and likely the most valued Believer within the Imperial City. The strength of her spirit was incomparable to ordinary people.

On the other hand, although Phil was the Fiery Flame Witch, able to withstand the erosion of Divine Authority for nearly a thousand years, her spirit was certainly not weak. However, precisely because she was eroded for over a thousand years, her spirit strength was far from its strongest state.

Otherwise, taking Saint Monica’s body would not be so troublesome.

But now, after sensing it, Phil felt they were at best evenly matched.

Because this was Saint Monica’s body, and with her spirit holding the home-field advantage, a direct confrontation would most likely end in defeat for Phil. Therefore, before that moment, she could only temporarily lie dormant within Saint Monica’s body, recuperating her own spirit while cultivating compatibility with this new body, a process that was rather lengthy.

However, for an entity like Phil, time was never an issue.

But before that, there was one more thing to do.

Having resided within Qin Chu’s body for so long, Phil understood his character quite well. Saint Monica’s beautiful and sexy body was something he would certainly not miss out on.

With that being the case, then at least the body’s first experience should be granted by Phil herself.

A sly smile hooked at the corner of her mouth. Although it was the same face, the air about her was vastly different from the original Saint Monica.

The next moment, Phil suddenly extended her hand and lightly pushed against Qin Chu’s chest, toppling him to the ground. Then, Phil, controlling Saint Monica’s full and alluring body, straddled Qin Chu.

The robe of the Church Venerable crumbled piece by piece, exposing her snow-white and exquisite body entirely to Qin Chu.

...

In the boundless starry sky, a being, indistinguishable in gender, let out an angry roar.

It was cuckolded.