Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 614 - 443 Submission, The Chosen One (3)

Chapter 614: Chapter 443 Submission, The Chosen One (3)

Silf and Miluo...

These two names brought the most intense stimulation to Alfred; his soul even seemed to burn as his grotesque and ugly body began to struggle frantically in midair, attempting to break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Prison.

He wanted to tell Silf and Miluo that they had all been deceived by Qin Chu.

This guy was not some hero, he was the most terrifying, most horrid Demon.

He wanted to tell Aileen that Qin Chu knew everything about your plan.

He didn’t want to die with such deep despair and sorrow.

But... Qin Chu wouldn’t let him have his way.

He took a deep breath.

"Don’t worry, when I feel tired of this, I will send Silf down to meet you..."

Qin Chu gave a slight smile, and stabbed again.

Alfred’s struggles became more frantic, the places where the chains pierced his body even tore apart by Elf King, revealing the ghastly white bones inside.

He had to tell Silf Qin Chu’s true nature, so that Silf would understand what kind of bastard Qin Chu was and that he was the man who truly loved Silf.

Qin Chu stepped back.

Under the surge of Magic Power, the wings on his back seemed to grow even larger.

His face showed pity’s sorrow: "Your Highness Elf King... although I want to purify you, to save you from the corruption of evil, your consciousness has already been completely eroded."

"I have no choice but to personally destroy you, to prevent you from causing chaos in this Kingdom, from harming millions of residents..."

The melodious voice drifted across the sky.

"Your Highness Alfred, don’t blame me."

"In the name of the Holy Light Goddess, descend the judgment."

A silver Light Saber appeared before Qin Chu.

The final judgement had to be ceremonial.

With both hands on the hilt, it went into Alfred’s chest with a hiss, the Holy Light burning his body from inside out, his grotesque body still struggling in the blaze of the Holy Fire, whether it be his body or soul gradually turning into flying debris.

After a long time, Alfred’s body had vanished, even his soul burned clean, fading away with endless despair and sorrow, completely turning to ashes.

Curiously, the Holy Fire in midair continued to burn, showing no signs of fading anytime soon.

Even Qin Chu had not anticipated this weird situation.

Looking around, the crimson in the sky had dispersed a bit, but had never completely vanished from beginning to end.

Faintly perceivable, Qin Chu could feel an extremely evil presence.

A sensation indescribable instantly swept over him, raising goosebumps on every inch of skin on his body.

The next moment, Qin Chu suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing like thunder over Royal City: "Everyone, leave this place immediately, the farther, the better."

At this statement, Miluo, Silf and others’ faces changed dramatically.

Anyone could feel that something was wrong.

Miluo instinctively wanted to rush to help, but was quickly held back by Silf who shook her head at him; Silf knew well that the enemy her master truly faced was not someone of her level, and rushing over now would not aid Qin Chu, but might instead become a trouble for her master.

The three Princesses did not dare to delay and quickly dispersed the people in the area.

Silf quickly returned to the inn, staying by Asina’s side.

Elsewhere, Little Saye also hadn’t left, her face showing an unprecedented gravity.

She sensed it, appearing faintly in midair were some mysterious yet familiar presences, the feeling strikingly similar to what had once manifested around Rose Vesper.

They were... beings from the Void.

Little Saye didn’t appear by Qin Chu’s side but stayed by the window instead, her gaze fixed on the burning Holy Fire in midair. The originally silvery flames had inexplicably turned blood red, churning violently like blood.

Suddenly, that boiling blood began to move rapidly, gradually morphing in shape.

Finally, in front of Qin Chu, it coalesced into a massive, blood-like skull, with two curved horns stretching backward, the enormous head entirely a giant skull without any flesh.

But strangely, on the white bones, streaks of blood continually flowed like streams.

Droplets of blood fell to the ground, sizzling as they landed.

Buzz...

The next moment, intense crimson flames suddenly leapt from the two eye sockets of the giant skull.

Qin Chu felt as if his chest was suddenly caved in, an indescribable pressure completely enveloping his body, every piece of flesh and bone being crushed into pulp.

It was as if a gigantic claw was clutching his heart.

Crimson...

The clouds in the sky tumbled.

Crack!

Thunderclaps exploded.

Crimson raindrops fell from the sky.

Behind him, the wings of the Holy Light Goddess’s Favored shone brightly, the goddess hair on his wrist glittering brilliantly, the dazzling Holy Light attempting to resist the pressure coming from the Void.

The edges of the wings and the Holy Light seemed to be grinding against glass or hard metal, making strange noises, and cracks visibly started to appear on the feathers formed of condensed Holy Light.

The Little Tree Seedling detached itself from Qin Chu’s body and took root directly in the ground, growing at an unimaginably fast pace.

In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a towering giant tree, its numerous branches rapidly spreading, quickly engulfing the area covered by the blood rain.

The blood rain pattered against the leaves, which instantly corroded and pitted.

But the Little Tree Seedling had stayed with Qin Chu for so long, and it hadn’t stolen so much experience for nothing.

A flash of green light flickered on the tree, and the corroded areas immediately returned to their original state.

That wasn’t all, Qin Chu could even feel a certain strength being transmitted to him through an unseen connection.

The terrifying pressure in his body, making his heart feel like it was about to burst, finally dissipated.

Although the pressure was still extremely terrifying, at least it was no longer like before when he couldn’t even lift his eyelids.

Whew...

Qin Chu took a deep breath, greedily savoring the fresh air.

His expression looked somewhat fierce as he fixated his gaze on the massive white skull in front of him, and on the leaping flames within it.

Which one from the Void was this, something like the God of Blood, Death, and Darkness?

The names certainly were plentiful.

Among the gods of the Void, he interfered with this world as much as the Plague and Calamity God and the Lord of Pleasure, as one of the most active beings.

He had left binding threads in Silf’s soul and had long ago begun to corrode Karsas.

Rose Vesper’s sacrifices and prayers received this guy’s response; otherwise, Rose Vesper couldn’t possibly have the means to contend with Pope Augustus.

This was a volatile, tyrannical, and brutal god.

He reveled in slaughter, in the spray of blood and the sound of bones shattering.

He was the most warlike among the Void Seven Evil Gods.

He built his throne from piles of bones to assert his supreme authority.

Qin Chu could feel that this presentation of the skull and the previous situation when Karsas was destroyed under the red moon were different... This might even be considered his first direct encounter with a deity from the Void... not counting the Holy Light Goddess.

The feeling was indeed quite weird.

Fear? Fear! Scared? Scared!

At that moment, Qin Chu even felt frightened enough to turn and run.

His whole body trembled continuously.

Yet on the other side, an indescribable power and impulse uncontrollably surged within Qin Chu’s consciousness, supporting him as he faced the terrifying being in front of him.

Though it was merely a pair of dancing flames, Qin Chu felt as if he could see a pair of crimson eyes through them.

A mysterious unknown being was also watching him.

Being watched by a god at such close distance, that feeling was really quite strange.

"Your soul..."

Finally, the enormous skull in front opened its mouth.

It wasn’t a voice, but more like a peculiar consciousness, or a weird to the extreme idea filled with anger and violence, yet Qin Chu could understand the meaning that the other side wanted to express from this weird notion.

Rumble...

Just as the ’sound’ began to spread, countless buildings below crashed down loudly.

The stone-paved roads instantly turned into fine dust, unable to withstand the tremendous pressure descending from the sky.

Only the inn was barely holding up under Little Saye’s protection.

The giant tree evolved from the Little Tree Seedling also shook violently, as if a violent wind was raging, its branches and leaves violently swaying.

Spreading and unfolding, the Little Tree Seedling almost sheltered all the beings in the city beneath its branches and leaves.

"Your soul is filled with hatred, filled with slaughter, filled with blood ..."

The voice continued to echo in Qin Chu’s mind.

No doubt, in front of this pair of fiercely dancing flames, all Qin Chu’s disguises were worthless, completely seen through.

Perhaps the Holy Light Goddess could also see through Qin Chu’s soul.

But that being had no other choice, as she couldn’t contact any other creature except Qin Chu.

"That resentment, that anger, that brutality is so intense."

"You, should become my most loyal believer."

What nonsense is this?

Why would I worship a monster like you when I could worship a goddess with fair skin and long beautiful legs?

Qin Chu seriously doubted whether this guy had stayed in the Void too long, causing his brain to become muddled.

He never expected that his first encounter with this tyrannical god would lead to such an appraisal—he couldn’t be some kind of headhunter, could he?

Just then, the fire inside the skull’s eye sockets suddenly boiled.

The skull’s jaw snapped open abruptly, and a thunderous roar exploded in Qin Chu’s mind.

"Surrender."

"Submit to me, become the chosen one of the Blood God!"

"I will lead you to create a world filled with death and wailing."