Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 620 - 447: Your Time to Die has Come (3500)

Chapter 620: Chapter 447: Your Time to Die has Come (3500)

Aileen’s petite, charming face was filled with smiles, but those smiles were chilling to the bone.

She would certainly keep her promise and return the Little Princess Suna to Edson in one piece, not even a hair less, but whether the King could piece her back together was another matter.

The Little Princess was still alive because she was needed to blackmail the King.

But after the deed was done, it was hard to predict what would happen.

That little bitch had dared to curse her—just for that, Aileen would never let her live.

When Suna watched her body being chopped into pieces, she might regret the insults she once spewed.

Who could have imagined that beneath that innocent and cute face lurked a heart of extreme malice and cruelty?

Her eyes, now bloodshot, scanned the surroundings. Aileen had three helpers provided by her mysterious collaborator. Although the leader of the Hidden Society hadn’t shown up, including the Pride Witch, there were four strong forces, plus Edson.

Nine beings above the Martial God Level.

The several dozens of level 70 and 80 experts from the Hidden Society could just about make up for two Martial Gods.

All counted, that made eleven people.

This was the force originally assembled for Qin Chu.

Now it was merely used to deal with Asina and Silf, truly an overkill.

And that was not even counting Edson’s three daughters.

Among his three daughters, only Miluo had reached the Martial God Realm, but Aileen knew that the other two daughters’ combat power would significantly increase after transformation; but now it seemed completely unnecessary.

Moreover, not letting them participate was for the better, especially that Miluo.

The more Aileen observed the forces around her, the more inflated her confidence became. How could she possibly lose?

After a long while, Aileen finally shifted her gaze and spoke, "Everyone, let’s set off."

...

Elsewhere, inside an inn.

There wasn’t even a single person guarding it.

Silf had already vanished.

Asina stayed in her room, regaining control over the city’s rats, keeping tabs on the situation inside the Royal City at all times.

In another room, Qin Chu’s eyelids twitched slightly, and after a long time, he finally opened his eyes.

The always unconscious Qin Chu had awakened.

Hissss...

As soon as he woke up, Qin Chu gasped in a breath of cold air.

While unconscious, the pain on his body didn’t feel perceptible.

But now that his consciousness had just returned, the piercing pain throughout his body swept over him, trying his strong will.

"Come on, a big man whimpering over such minor injuries. Aren’t you embarrassed?" came a merciless mocking voice.

Just listening to the pride and indifference in the voice and the unabashed mockery, Qin Chu knew who was speaking.

He looked down at his right arm, where only stark white bones remained, with flesh barely grown back a bit from the shoulder... You call this a minor injury?

Do we have a slightly large discrepancy in our understanding of ’minor injury’?

Qin Chu was speechless, but he smartly knew that now was not the time to argue with Little Shaye.

It wasn’t out of a fear of losing the argument but rather a concern that Little Shaye, if unable to win the verbal battle, might resort to physical force.

Let alone his current frail condition, even in his normal state, he probably couldn’t overcome Little Shaye now.

Since his awakening and the return of his consciousness, his body’s self-healing ability boosted by the Holy Sense seemed to have significantly increased, speeding up the recovery of his injuries.

The Divinity and Authority within him also seemed to be fully activated, shifting from their initially lethargic state to one brimming with vitality.

In the air, he could see countless milky-white threads invisible to ordinary people converging into his body.

This was faith.

Despite a significantly smaller population compared to the Imperial Palace and not even having a church, the amount of faith gathered here was even more abundant than in the palace.

It seems this wave of preaching was quite effective.

"Little Shaye, was it you who woke me up?" Qin Chu raised an eyebrow and asked.

Everything he had just experienced felt like a dream, a dream enveloped in gloom and darkness, inescapable until a figure resembling a beautiful goddess appeared and took him away from the endless darkness.

"Barely," Little Shaye snorted, "After all, if you really died, it might affect me."

"I see, thank you." Qin Chu grinned and attempted to rise from the bed but just moving slightly caused the muscles in his body to uncontrollably spasm.

That really hurt.

Little Shaye’s lips twitched subconsciously as if to come over, but she quickly controlled her legs and stayed in place, her face instead filled with unabashed mockery: "Serves you right."

That mouth of hers was truly venomous.

Qin Chu smiled wryly and shook his head, if Angelica were here, she would probably have helped him up by now, then her small hands massaging the sore spots on his body, alleviating his discomfort.

Not having Angelica around was genuinely missed.

After struggling for a while and still unable to get up, Little Shaye finally couldn’t stand it and came over to help Qin Chu sit up at the head of the bed, casually pulling over a pillow for him to lean on.

"Whew, thanks," Qin Chu thanked her again.

His expression then gradually turned solemn.

Even though he had woken up, there were still many things Qin Chu hadn’t figured out.

The god of blood, darkness, and slaughter, what exactly did that guy mean by those words he had said?

And what was the plan?

Whose plan was it?

In this plan, what exactly was his role?

Having just awakened, those questions immediately began churning in Qin Chu’s mind again.

That detestable riddler.

Is this how a god always speaks? Can’t they just state things clearly?

His mind a tangled mess, and after a bit of thought, his head started throbbing with pain again.

"Don’t think too much, just rest for now," Little Shaye glanced sideways at Qin Chu.

He hadn’t been unconscious for long, but he felt something off about Little Shaye’s attitude.

Though she seemed as indifferent as before, something felt forced, and occasionally, she inadvertently showed a different kind of charm.

"Where are Asina and Silf?" Qin Chu asked after thinking it over.

"Next door." It was just a door away, but Little Shaye lazily raised her hand to her ear and used Message Magic, making Qin Chu suspect she might not be the Dark Witch, but the Sloth Witch.

It wasn’t long before Asina’s figure appeared in the room, and seeing Qin Chu awake, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

She even wanted to rush over, but Qin Chu’s weakened body might not be able to handle it.

Regardless, it was good that Qin Chu was awake.

Qin Chu felt a mix of emotions inside.

He could see that Asina’s concern was genuine.

Her eyes were even slightly red as if she had just shed tears.

Shaking his head, Qin Chu pressed down the strange thoughts that surged in his mind for a moment: "And Silf?"

"She’s acting on the master’s orders, preparing a very nice gift for Aileen," Asina’s lips curved into a smile.

"That’s good."

"Any news from Aileen’s side?" Qin Chu nodded slightly, asking.

"Aileen has already set off, and the group is halfway here."

Asina’s expression turned weird, "I almost admire her, not sure where she managed to gather such a group of experts. Including herself, there are exactly nine fighters above Level 80."

"Plus a whole bunch of cannon fodder."

"They marched through the city in black cloaks unchallenged due to the King’s prior arrangements, and didn’t face a single inquiry, probably just about fifteen minutes away now."

"She really is foolish, didn’t she realize that everything has been going a bit too smoothly?"

"In the team, the magician Tatter did notice something unusual, but alas, his words were of no great consequence."

Qin Chu laughed.

Aileen, a naturally impulsive person, was never particularly cautious.

Acting on whims, many things including the previous assassination attempt on Asina and killing her own younger sister were just spur-of-the-moment decisions without detailed planning.

This time, a rare opportunity lay before her, victory seemingly within reach; how could she consider anything else?

In her heart, Aileen probably thought it best to rid herself of him quickly before anything could change.

Thinking about what was about to happen, a smile couldn’t help but appear on Qin Chu’s face, and he instinctively tried to get out of bed to watch the spectacle he so wanted to witness. Unfortunately, he accidentally stretched his cramping muscles, and his face immediately turned pale with pain.

Asina sat on the bed instinctively, massaging Qin Chu’s thighs, arms, and shoulders; her delicate movements made the nearby Little Shaye purse her lips, her expression a bit odd.

"Master, you should just rest well this time."

"We can’t handle those beings from the Void, but a single Aileen shouldn’t be too much trouble."

"Even if we can’t handle it, isn’t Miss Shaye here?" Asina smiled softly, her gaze turning to Little Shaye.

Faced with their gazes, Little Shaye initially wanted to refuse, but ultimately sighed in resignation and nodded reluctantly.

This made Little Shaye feel a bit irritated, always feeling like she was completely ensnared by Qin Chu... She wanted to turn around and leave; what did Qin Chu’s death or life have to do with her?

But, she couldn’t quite let go.

No, it’s not that she couldn’t let go of Qin Chu; she was just worried that any trouble for Qin Chu could implicate her, nothing more than that.

After a while, Little Shaye suddenly lifted her eyelids, "They’re here."

Qin Chu’s gaze turned towards the window, and Asina promptly helped Qin Chu walk to the window to draw the curtains. Through the glass, they could see a circle of figures in black at the inn’s entrance, led by Aileen.

At this very moment, Aileen’s face bore a triumphant look, her journey here having been remarkably smooth without a single check or obstacle.

Favored by the Goddess, Qin Chu was doomed.

Even the Magic Prohibition that had originally sealed the inn had disappeared.

Tatter’s expression became increasingly solemn, his body even trembling uncontrollably.

While everything seemed to be going very smoothly, an inexplicable fear grew stronger and was increasingly unbearable for Tatter.

That was the Hero, could he really be so easily killed?

That was the Hero who could contest mysterious existences from the Void, could his carelessly arranged adversaries really be the end of him?

Creak!

Just then, a friction sound came from above.

The window glass was pushed open, exposing the familiar face to everyone’s view.

The Hero, Qin Chu.

His pale face, the clearly visible spasming muscles, and that one arm reduced to bare bones, his body riddled with chaotic Fighting Energy and Magic.

All these details vividly declared the Hero’s dire situation.

Even Tatter, naturally suspicious, felt that Qin Chu no longer had a chance.

But only that face still wore a gentle and confident smile, his gaze sweeping across those below, directly ignoring all the members of the Hidden Society, King Edson, and locking onto petite Aileen:

"Aileen, we meet again."

Aileen’s face was full of triumphant smiles, "Bluffing?"

"Qin Chu, your time has come!"

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