Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 559 - 398 Squeezed Dry (2)

Chapter 559: Chapter 398 Squeezed Dry (2)

No, you this...

Qin Chu didn’t even have time to utter a tiny sound before an irresistible force transmitted from that delicate, slender hand, and in the next instant, his entire being was submerged in the deep vortex.

Passing through this vortex was not a pleasant experience, as if the speed of a roller coaster on Earth were increased by a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Even with the strength of Qin Chu, he felt an intense urge to vomit.

In the vortex were all kinds of bizarre colors.

They flickered rapidly before Qin Chu’s eyes, like lightning.

This strange sensation even made him unaware of the passage of time. Qin Chu didn’t know how deep this vortex was, nor did he know how long he had spent traversing it.

It felt like only a brief moment had passed, yet it seemed as long as a year or two.

Not until he felt what seemed to be a soft light shining on his face, on his eyelids, did he even begin to feel some warmth on his body, and only then did Qin Chu slowly open his eyes.

Instantly, a soft white light filled all the space before him. He even instinctively raised his arm, trying to shield himself from the light shining on him.

He instinctively looked around, above, below, left, and right. Beneath his feet was a floor as delicate as white porcelain, crystal clear, with a hazy, milky luster.

Above was an infinite void. Perhaps only in such a place could one truly feel how vast the universe really was—an indescribable remoteness and magnificence. Everything he could gaze upon made Qin Chu acutely aware of how minuscule he was.

Like a speck of dust in a vast desert, like a phosphorescent shrimp in an endless sea...

Gigantic metal pillars stretched across the sky like a galaxy.

Qin Chu was so shocked by the sight before him that he just stood quietly on that porcelain-like floor, only looking towards the position ahead to his side after a long while.

The moment his gaze shifted there, Qin Chu felt his heart skip a beat, and his body instinctively leaned back.

It was hard for him to describe the feeling, like an ordinary human suddenly facing a kilometer-high statue...

But what appeared before him was not a cold, hard statue, but a living being.

Although immensely tall, her perfectly proportioned figure still outlined exquisite curves. Her body, like the finest white jade sculpted, was delicate and flawless, covered by a pure white dress that flared lightly at the hem.

Behind her, long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, gently swaying.

It seemed that in that moment, Qin Chu’s mind and soul were captivated.

He just stood there foolishly, quietly admiring the most beautiful scenery before him.

He knew what this being was!

The Holy Light Goddess.

This was not the first time Qin Chu had glimpsed the presence of the Holy Light Goddess, but her unparalleled beauty still made Qin Chu’s heartbeat accelerate increasingly... No, it was almost completely still.

Although the Goddess’s face was still shrouded in the Holy Light, making Qin Chu unaware of just how stunningly beautiful it was, he believed that whatever face he envisioned in his mind could not compare to even a fraction of the Goddess’s beauty.

Qin Chu already knew what this place was.

This was the Void.

It was the prison that suppressed the Holy Light Goddess.

The huge metal pillars seen above traversing the sky were the bars of this cage.

And the spot he was standing in... Damn, what he thought was a porcelain-like floor was actually the palm of the Goddess’s hand.

In front of the towering Goddess, he felt like a mere toothpick.

Qin Chu was a bit annoyed, unsure if this counted as blaspheming a deity.

Speaking of which, the first time he used the Holy Light Scepter to contact the Goddess, he ended up directly before her... He wondered if Augustus would be so angry that he’d flip his coffin lid upon hearing this.

Of course, Qin Chu also understood that his ability to contact the Goddess so easily was mainly thanks to one of her strands of hair.

This strand of hair acted more like a conduit between him and the Goddess.

Even though Qin Chu was known for his audacity, he couldn’t help feeling somewhat awkward at this moment, unsure of how to begin speaking.

But the Goddess before him did not seem angry or offended. Rather ambiguously, Qin Chu could feel a somewhat joyful emotional fluctuation emanating from the towering figure before him.

Aside from the seven ugly creatures in the Void, she hadn’t seen a real life form in a very long time.

The Goddess moved slightly backward within the vast cage, her delicate arm lightly pressing down on the fold of her dress by her knees, and her clean back slowly leaned against the bars of the cage and sat down.

Because of this posture, the pure white dress tightened, drawing out taut outlines between her waist, hips, and legs.

It’s strange to think, the hand that emerged from the vortex was so small, so how did it become so large here? Could it be a bit too frightening?

Then he saw the Goddess slowly raise her right hand and after a brief pause, as if concerned she might accidentally crush Qin Chu, she curled several fingers and left only her most slender pinky extended. The soft pad of her fingertip gently pressed on Qin Chu’s head, caressing it, possibly because being trapped here was just too boring; the Goddess seemed to have found a very entertaining toy.

Honestly, that felt a bit weird.

Qin Chu had many, many questions he wanted to ask.

But just as Qin Chu was about to try speaking, the Goddess suddenly raised a finger to her lips... Well, approximately to where her lips were.

"Shh..."

The voice echoed directly in his mind, marking the first time Qin Chu had heard the Holy Light Goddess’s voice.

Did the Holy Light Goddess not want him to speak?

Qin Chu’s gaze instinctively swept around, perhaps worried that the other seven grotesques would notice?

Qin Chu could feel a wave of regret gradually emanating from the goddess.

She hadn’t seen a true life form in a very long time, but with the grotesques almost constantly monitoring the area, the Holy Light Goddess had little opportunity for anything else.

The hand that had been gently caressing Qin Chu’s head gradually unfolded, the palms came together above and below, enveloping Qin Chu’s body in the middle, and slowly moved him to her chest.

The next instant.

Buzz...

Qin Chu’s vision suddenly went dark.

All the energy from his body was drained in an instant, leaving not a drop behind.

The ensuing emptiness made Qin Chu feel dizzy and disoriented.

What... what is this?

Qin Chu was at a loss for words, faintly sensing a wave of apology emanating from the goddess.

Finally, the goddess’s palms opened up, revealing a half-dead Qin Chu with a pale face.

Qin Chu felt so exhausted that he didn’t even have the strength to flick his fingers, more tired than after healing Silf and Asina consecutively.

Just as Qin Chu lay in the goddess’s palm gasping for air, her hands slowly lifted again, and Qin Chu felt as if he was brought close to the goddess’s lips.

Could it be that the Holy Light Goddess wanted to consume him?

Fortunately, that dreadful scenario did not occur.

Qin Chu only felt an itch in his ears and seemed to hear the Holy Light Goddess’s voice whispering near his ear, "Seven days."

Seven days?

What did that mean?

Did she want him to meet her again in seven days?

Before Qin Chu could clarify, the next instant, that swirling, dizzying sensation came again.

When Qin Chu opened his eyes again, he was back in his bedroom, with the magic array he had drawn earlier still on the floor, and the Holy Light Scepter had fallen but fortunately not broken.

In the bedroom, there were also two additional people, Silf and Asina.

Both had anxious expressions on their faces and finally relaxed when they saw Qin Chu appear from the magic array.

Qin Chu’s body wavered slightly, nearly falling.

Silf, quick to react, stepped forward to support him and seated him at the edge of the bed, her brows tightly furrowed and her eyes showing concern mixed with a bit of reproach, "Can’t you stay out of trouble for a while?"

"Even if you must do something, shouldn’t you have someone by your side?"

Qin Chu gave a strained smile, breathing heavily.

"Silf, Asina, how did you end up in my room, how long was I gone?" After a while, the exhausting feeling finally began to subside a bit.

For any magician and warrior, having one’s energy completely drained was a very grim situation.

Even if the Fighting Element and Demon Core were not damaged, recovery usually took two to three months or even longer.

But Qin Chu’s situation was much better. Though drained, another heart beat vigorously inside him, quickly replenishing his body with energy, allowing him to recover fully within a day.

Silf and Asina exchanged glances, each noting the strangeness in the other’s eyes, "It’s been three days."

Three days?

That was still within the range Qin Chu could handle.

Both Silf and Asina had many questions they wanted to ask. They had come to seek treatment from Qin Chu on Shaye’s suggestion, but found him missing, with only a strange magic array left in the room.

Having no other choice, Silf had rushed to inform Shaye about the situation.

Shaye couldn’t think of what might have caused it, especially since she had already separated from Qin Chu.

All she could do was ask Silf and Asina to stay in Qin Chu’s room and wait.

But, judging by Qin Chu’s complexion, one could guess that he was also feeling quite troubled and had many things to sort through, so the two girls remained obediently silent.

Qin Chu, meanwhile, was internally reviewing everything that had transpired over the past three days, and he had a rough idea of what had happened.

To put it simply... the Holy Light Goddess was very weak!