Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 537 - 379 I’m Not Dead Yet, No, You Are Already Dead (3)

Chapter 537: Chapter 379 I’m Not Dead Yet, No, You Are Already Dead (3)

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Although his body had long been depleted, overdrawn.

But after more than twenty years of hard work, after enduring more than twenty years of torture, what was it all for, if not for this moment?

Augustus didn’t pay attention to his torn belly and the intestines that flowed out; he was just propping up his battered body, struggling to rise from the ground once again.

Even this simple action seemed to exhaust all of Augustus’s strength, and he was panting heavily.

Seeing Augustus’s pathetic state, a smug arc formed on the corner of Rose Vesper’s mouth.

Look, this was once the Pope of the Holy Court, the so-called omnipotent ruler, now so pitiful in front of her?

It suddenly seemed foolish to Rose Vesper to have felt sadness and pain before. So what if all her subordinates were dead?

In the face of this absolute power, who else could contend with her?

Those who oppose her, just crush them.

In the distance, everyone who witnessed this scene had solemn expressions. They could all distinctly feel the terrifying pressure emanating from Rose Vesper, a presence not even masters of Violet and Saint Monica’s level could withstand.

Especially for people like Saint Monica and Norma.

They couldn’t even imagine that the strength of a human could reach such an exaggerated level?

Only Qin Chu and Shaye glanced at each other, sensing the thoughts in each other’s hearts.

Level 100!

At this moment, Rose Vesper’s strength had completely broken the shackles set by the Sky Dome Continent for humans. She had shattered human limits, ascending to a new height.

That was a status between humans and gods.

Perhaps, it could be called... a Demigod!

That level was where Shaye, Qin Chu, Demon King Nag, and First Generation Brave Hero Jie Luo were at their prime.

It was a level beyond the reach of mere mortals.

Although it seemed to be temporary, once the link was cut, Rose Vesper would probably revert to her original form!

Augustus’s strength might be infinitely close to the Level 100 barrier, but unless he can break through this limitation, the gap between Augustus and Rose Vesper was like heaven and earth.

Augustus understood this as well.

Even at his peak, he would certainly stand no chance against her, let alone with his now broken body and the scant remnants of his Magic Power.

But...

He was Augustus.

Even as a mere mortal, he wanted to struggle against this powerful enemy.

The corners of Rose Vesper’s mouth curled up in a cold smile. She saw that Augustus seemed to want to do something but didn’t stop him.

She was so strong now that she didn’t believe Augustus had the power to rise against her. Go ahead, squirm your ugly body, struggle.

Crushing you thoroughly at your moment of perceived strength would bring her even greater pleasure.

And Qin Chu and Saint Monica at a distance.

You will not have it easy either, she swore.

By not standing with her just now, you had already set foot on the path to death.

To kill the Hero, to kill the Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, might bring great trouble? No matter, kill all who oppose her, and then naturally, no one will oppose her anymore.

Seemingly influenced by the Divine Power of blood, darkness, and the God of Slaughter, Rose Vesper’s chest was filled with murderous intent.

Augustus was just gasping for air heavily when suddenly, he did something very weird— he snapped off one of his fingers, shoved it into his mouth, and started chewing on it.

Crunch, crunch...

The eerie sound was hair-raising.

Immediately after, Augustus took out a glass bottle from his storage ring. It was filled with bright red blood.

When they saw the blood, both Shaye and Qin Chu’s expressions became even grimmer. They were more familiar with this blood than anyone else. True enough, Augustus also possessed such a thing.

The next second, Augustus drained the entire bottle of blood in one go.

Then, he took out a lump of fresh flesh.

The piece of flesh was a bright red, as if it had just been cut from a living being. The flesh seemed to be wriggling as if it had a life of its own.

Looking at the chunk of flesh in his hand, Augustus’s expression turned somewhat sorrowful.

While he claimed to want to fight with a God, relying solely on himself was ultimately ineffective, and in the end, he still had to depend on external things.

The moment the flesh was taken out, Rose Vesper’s pupils suddenly and violently constricted, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Rage!

Disgust!

Hatred!

And even fear!

All sorts of emotions surged to her mind almost instantly.

Her scalp tingled, and an inexplicable restlessness surged through her body.

She had wanted to give Augustus enough time so that she could mercilessly kill him at his strongest, extinguishing all of his hopes.

But now, Rose Vesper could no longer wait.

Whoosh, the crimson Battle Axe was immediately raised by Rose Vesper toward the sky.

Then, it fell.

In an instant, the world was split in two by a line of scarlet light.

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It was as if the trace of the axe’s blade tearing through could be seen, and the void around it materialized into large swathes of cracks resembling shattered glass.

Between heaven and earth, all colors seemed to have vanished, all sounds had ceased to exist, and the only thing visible, the only thing that could be felt, was the sharp red before their eyes.

The moment Augustus had just stuffed the flesh into his mouth, the axe blade had already appeared above Augustus’s head.

Whoosh!

The axe blade tore through Augustus’s head, and his entire body was instantly split into two neat halves, scattering on the ground.

The might of the tearing Battle Axe still spread on the ground, extending to who knows where, and far away, it looked like Duke Blaze’s mansion had vanished in an instant.

All that could be seen before their eyes was a canyon that was over a dozen meters wide, hundreds of meters long, and immeasurably deep.

The power of a single strike was so terrifying.

It’s over!

Rose Vesper wore a triumphant smile, her peripheral vision stealing glances at Qin Chu and Saint Monica in the distance, the rest was to deal with these two... should she, just wipe out the entire Imperial City?

An idea suddenly popped up in her mind, making Rose Vesper’s face look weird, after all, the Imperial City was inhabited by a bunch of stupid Nobles and filthy commoners.

Allowing them to live in this world was simply pollution to the world.

On the other side, Qin Chu and Shaye’s gazes were also fixed on Augustus, who had fallen on either side of the canyon.

Is it over?

Watching Rose Vesper’s gaze drift in their direction, Qin Chu had a strange expression; he didn’t think Rose Vesper was coming over for evening tea.

Now himself, eighty percent, probably, possibly, wouldn’t stand a chance against Rose Vesper, right?

What a pity, the heart of the Evil God had only been swallowed into his body, and who knows how long it would take to fully digest it.

But it’s hard to say.

No one noticed that Augustus, whose body had been split in two, at the site of the cut, an abundance of flesh buds were rapidly growing.

Just as Rose Vesper turned around to walk towards Qin Chu, even lifting the Battle Axe high in her hand, suddenly, a tentacle as weird as a venomous snake shot out from Rose Vesper’s abdomen.

Rose Vesper’s body instantly froze in place, the tip of the tentacle still wriggled, enlarging the wound on Rose Vesper’s belly.

Her pupils dilated rapidly, her body shaking uncontrollably with rage.

What’s going on?

She hadn’t felt any fluctuation of power.

The tentacle was as if it had suddenly grown from her own stomach.

Her neck turned stiffly, like that of a mechanical device, only to see a figure floating above the canyon behind her—what a body it was.

Sewn together.

Yes, from the top of the head, to the face, to the chest, to the abdomen... all the skin was stitched together, forcibly combined into one body.

Only the threads sewing these skins were not needles and thread but wriggling iron wire worms.

A glance at it, the more creepy it seemed.

That mouth, full of cracked lips, moved, revealing a grating smile, "Where do you think you’re going?"

"I’m not dead yet."

No... Qin Chu let out a sigh from a distance.

Augustus was already dead.

It was just that his already shattered soul still harbored deep obsessions.

Fused with some mysterious power, he continued to manipulate his broken body.

Every minute, every second, his soul was burning.

In Augustus’s current state, perhaps just a few minutes were all it would take for his soul to be completely consumed.

But in this short time, Augustus’s power had already risen to another level, on par with Rose Vesper’s.

At this moment, the battle before them had evolved into a confrontation between demigods.

Rose Vesper’s complexion became extremely gloomy, she had not expected Augustus to be so difficult to deal with, grabbing hold of the tentacle still wriggling, destroying her organs, and shattering it.

The next instant, the Battle Axe tore towards Augustus.

Augustus’s figure flashed and instantly disappeared into the night sky.

That wasn’t the Thief’s Invisibility; he seemed to have completely erased his own existence.

Subsequently, a cold snort came from the void. Even though there was nothing but the tearing Battle Axe between heaven and earth, waves of terrifying Soul Storms raged, repeatedly bombarding Rose Vesper’s consciousness.

Augustus was attempting to invade Rose Vesper’s soul, aiming to destroy her directly at the spiritual level.

But this was obviously not an easy task, as Rose Vesper’s body radiated a red glow, forming a weird barrier that continuously resisted the onslaught of Augustus’s Soul Storm.

Gradually, the sky above the Temple had changed.

Even though the red moon hung in the sky, bolts of lightning kept falling from the heavens, the electric light rampant, and an air of destruction pervading.

Rose Vesper stood stiffly, concentrating her mind against the dual-layered assault on her consciousness and body.

For a moment, it seemed she was completely suppressed by Augustus.

On the other side, Douglas observed the distant battle, completely beyond his ability to join; he couldn’t even comprehend what kind of struggle it was.

He could only watch as Rose Vesper and Augustus confronted each other, but he could sense the risk hidden in the stillness.

At this rate, Her Highness Rose Vesper might lose.

If Rose Vesper lost, all of his bets would become naught, a scenario he could not bear. Gritting his teeth, he rushed into the ruins of the Holy Hall.

There lay Philis’s body, still lying quietly there.

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