Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 642 - 468: The Insatiable Master (2)

Chapter 642: Chapter 468: The Insatiable Master (2)

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A thread was destroyed, and the pressure on Silf’s soul was immediately lessened considerably.

The remaining eight threads sensed the abnormal situation, and the process of eroding Silf’s soul halted instantly. The next moment, four of the threads split from the group, writhing with their spiral-shaped heads toward Qin Chu’s consciousness.

Invisibly, a weird sound echoed all around.

Qin Chu’s consciousness was slightly fluctuating.

Although these threads were much stronger than before, compared to the statues in Asina’s soul, they still brought less pressure to Qin Chu and were not enough to hinder his steps.

Watching the four threads, like slender chains, meander in mid-air, piercing towards him from front, back, left, and right simultaneously, Qin Chu’s consciousness trembled for an instant. The next second, a pitch-black shadow suddenly appeared.

That shadow was indescribable.

It resembled a monstrous stomach, covered with dense, wrinkled folds.

It emitted a strong scent of fresh blood and decay.

The writhing hunger.

The Gluttony Authority granted a special ability—it was like a never-satiated gluttonous beast that could devour everything.

At the moment that monstrous stomach appeared, the four threads seemed to sense their nemesis. Their bodies, which had been extending like venomous snakes, instantly curled up, leaving only a head that emitted strange and terrifying hisses.

These threads did not directly attack the mysterious stomach, lacking the courage to confront it.

"Go."

A faint fluctuation transmitted from Qin Chu’s consciousness.

The next moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared atop the monstrous stomach, like its vast mouth, and the grey-black shadow, with a swoosh, pounced towards the front.

The thread, in terror, quickly raised its position, trying to flee.

But an astonishing suction emanated from the stomach, not only preventing the thread from ascending but also making it plunge continuously, drawing closer to the gaping maw below until being swallowed whole.

Sharp teeth tore at the weird thread, and with strange crackling sounds, it broke inch by inch and then, following the shadow’s odd writhing, was completely ground up and absorbed.

However, such a thin thing obviously could not satisfy the stomach’s appetite. After a brief pause, the stomach immediately lunged toward its next target.

The remaining threads all gave up on eroding Silf’s soul and detached from above her soul. Instead of attacking that terrifying stomach directly, they rushed toward Qin Chu at the fastest speed.

It seemed they thought as long as they could control Qin Chu’s consciousness and dominate his soul, the pressure brought by the monstrous stomach would naturally cease to exist.

For the intelligence of these threads, it was a wise choice; they even understood the principle of capturing the leader first.

But the prerequisite for "capturing the leader first" is... that you can actually capture the leader.

Just when a thread almost reached Qin Chu, a quiet ray of light silently flashed by.

Divine Decomposition.

The thread paused in place motionlessly, and then it disintegrated, shrank, and finally dissipated as a wisp of pure energy.

This weird thread was directly decomposed into its most primal form.

The next second, Qin Chu’s consciousness seemed to make a gesture of spreading his arms as he appeared to be chanting the Reverse Prophecy Technique spell.

Divinity says, evil shall not move.

In reality, Qin Chu attempted the spell for "evil should not exist," trying to erase all the threads at once.

But clearly, with his strength, he couldn’t achieve it yet, so he had to settle for the next best thing—not to erase all the threads directly, but to suppress, or at least restrict, their movements.

After switching the spell, the Reverse Prophecy Technique immediately started to take effect.

Obviously, these weird threads had the ability to resist the Reverse Prophecy Technique to a certain extent; they could still move, but their speed was greatly reduced.

What was once as fast as lightning now became exceptionally arduous, as if entangled in mire.

Seizing this opportunity, Qin Chu’s consciousness silently drifted past, evading the three threads that were about to surround him.

Meanwhile, the writhing stomach took this chance to open its gaping maw and swallowed three threads in succession.

The effects of the Reverse Prophecy Technique had vanished.

The remaining four threads evidently realized they lacked the strength to confront this enemy and instantly scattered in different directions, seeking to hide within Silf’s Soul World and wait to erode it once Qin Chu’s consciousness departed.

After all, Qin Chu’s consciousness could not stay here forever.

They reacted quickly, but Qin Chu reacted faster.

The moment the effect of the last spell from the Reverse Prophecy Technique faded, Qin Chu was already preparing the next spell.

"Divinity says, evil cannot escape."

In front of the fleeing threads’ paths, invisible walls suddenly rose, blocking the threads’ escape routes.

"Divinity says, you cannot discern direction."

The four threads instantly became like headless flies, writhing aimlessly near the invisible walls, desperate to flee but unable to do anything.

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Two more threads were devoured by the stomach.

The rest of the task had now become simple, with the effect of the Reverse Prophecy Technique gone, leaving only the final two targets.

Qin Chu’s consciousness pursued one thread while the stomach chased after the other, and in a short while, the last two threads were also completely eradicated.

In Silf’s Soul World, all traces left by the Evil God had been wiped clean at that moment.

The gloomy sky gradually brightened, much like the rising sun shining upon the earth, dispelling the surrounding darkness and adding brilliance to this world.

The dark red gelatinous substance in the Blood Pool seemed to have turned into fertile soil, with large clusters of flowers beginning to bloom within the Blood Pool.

In the cracks of the parched ground, streams of clear water bubbled and surged forth, and tiny blades of grass gradually spread out, bringing a bit more color to the land.

Not much time had passed before Qin Chu’s consciousness could sense the area had completely transformed into a lush grassland.

The once strong stench had turned into a distinct earthy smell, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and grasses.

This was now a pristine Soul World, untouched and uncorrupted by filth.

Qin Chu’s consciousness slightly swelled, then quickly shrank back, as if laughing.

He was also curious, not understanding what was so special about Silf, her soul wasn’t as tough or as strong as Asina’s—why then was she scrutinized by the Evil God?

This curiosity did not last long, for although Silf’s soul was no longer resisting his consciousness, staying too long in someone else’s Soul World wasn’t a good thing, and Qin Chu’s consciousness detached from that world.

He felt somewhat exhausted, even more so than before he had prepared to enter.

After all, though his body had recovered a bit, it had not yet completely healed.

The motion of withdrawing also woke Silf.

Looking at the beautiful Maid, her eyes were brighter than before, her long eyelashes fluttering, her pupils clearly infused with joy, as if her skin had become even more delicate and tender.

She felt an unprecedented sense of comfort, comparable only to the recent moments with her master.

The chains that had entangled her soul and harassed her consciousness had finally been cleared away at this time by her master, and from today on she no longer had to worry about becoming one of those grotesque creatures.

The elation deep within her soul was indescribable.

Unable to suppress the impulse in her heart, Silf cheerfully pounced into Qin Chu’s arms and pressed a forceful kiss with her soft, pink lips onto his face.

"Thank you, my master."

This thankful gesture was undoubtedly heartfelt.

Reflecting on everything that had happened between her and Qin Chu, Silf hadn’t expected their relationship to evolve into this state.

At first, she had wanted to kill Qin Chu, and in the beginning, it was only because she had been corrupted by the Evil God and feared death that she had to accept Qin Chu’s treatment—her heart filled with struggle, pain, torment, and even despair.

Back then, the only one in the depths of her heart was Jie Luo.

But what was the reason, and when did it start, that she no longer detested Qin Chu’s touch, no longer rejected pleasures with Qin Chu, as the inner struggle and pain were gradually replaced by enjoyment, and even desires started to appear?

Even the shadow of Jie Luo was becoming fainter.

After learning the content of Jie Luo’s Soul Fragment from Asina, the last sliver of feeling she held for Jie Luo also completely vanished.

She couldn’t even recall what Jie Luo looked like anymore.

Even if that man appeared before her again, she wouldn’t feel the slightest ripple.

At this moment, the only person in Silf’s heart was her master.

Though the chains on her were gone, a new will had been imprinted in Silf’s heart—going forward, her life would be solely devoted to her master.

Silf’s clinginess seemed to bring hints of awakening to Qin Chu, as her soft body twisted willfully in his arms, the friction almost leading to a spark.

On a normal day, Qin Chu would never refuse.

But now, it wasn’t the right time.

He gave a light pat on Silf’s bottom, a bit annoyed, "Alright, your issue has been resolved, Asina still hasn’t; go call Asina up here."

Tsk.

Such a greedy master, huh? Just after having his fill of her, he was already looking forward to tasting another dish?

Silf complained inwardly.

Yet, on her face, she simply cast a provocative glance at Qin Chu, stepped out of his embrace, straightened her clothes, and then headed towards the door.

With slender, shapely legs stepping forward, Silf’s figure left a trail of afterimages almost on the ground as she instantly appeared at the door, and then, without warning, her little head banged against the door with a clang.

On the metallic door, a dent emerged.

Silf let out a whimper as well, crouching on the ground holding her forehead, with tear-filled eyes.

Ouch.

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