Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 686 - 489: Hero, Don’t Be Too Fierce (Thanks to the Professional Nit-picker for the 10,000 Coin Tip)_2

Chapter 686: Chapter 489: Hero, Don’t Be Too Fierce (Thanks to the Professional Nit-picker for the 10,000 Coin Tip)_2

Qin Chu had already not wanted to be entangled with this fellow, but now he was actually driven to laughter by this idiot.

With a grim smile on his face, he walked towards Bo’er.

Hum...

The moment he took a step, Bo’er felt a violent surge of evil spirit instantly strike his face, causing his heart to uncontrollably start pounding violently, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.

An indescribable fear spread throughout his body, and a dense layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It seemed, standing before him was no longer a human, but a monster terrifying to the extreme.

It was then that Viscount Bo’er truly understood just how dreadful this Hero could be. His obese body shivered nonstop, with layers of his fat rippling.

"Bo’er, you fool."

"Remember, I became the Pope of the Holy Court not by being a Hero but by the heads of nine Archbishops and a Vice Captain, by the lives of nine thousand eight hundred Holy Men, by the blood spilled on the ground."

"Your recognition is worthless to me."

Hiss!

Bo’er gasped in shock, and Qin Chu’s cold voice made the fear in Bo’er’s chest nearly explode. It was then that he recalled some rumors about Qin Chu.

Although the Holy Court always suppressed the news, some information had leaked out. It was said that this Hero had only secured his position as Pope after a massive spree of killings — could that be true?

Seeing that Qin Chu even raised his right hand and reached out towards him, Bo’er wanted to turn and run, but his legs seemed to have been filled with lead, completely immobile: "You, you, what do you want to do, do you still want to kill me?"

For he was a distinguished noble.

Unbeknownst when, five fingers landed on Bo’er’s forehead, and for the first time in his life, he experienced such intense fear, his skin covered in fine goosebumps.

Qin Chu’s fingers brought a bone-chilling coldness, causing Bo’er’s body to tremble uncontrollably.

"Qin Chu, you... think this through, I am a noble," his throat was violently convulsing, and Bo’er still tried to use his noble status to beg for Qin Chu’s leniency.

What had Qin Chu done?

Even the Prince had been killed by him; a mere noble was truly insignificant to Qin Chu, simply a waste of time.

Did Bo’er not know about these deeds?

How could he not? Gossips and rumors spread throughout the Imperial City, and anyone living within the city knew of Qin Chu’s dark past. But knowing was one thing; not having experienced it personally meant it lacked a strong sense of reality for them.

Bo’er even felt that Qin Chu’s reputation might have been exaggerated through the spread of rumors.

Moreover, Bo’er was the most typical kind of noble—his status allowed him to commit atrocities with no restraint, having long been accustomed to lawlessness, far unlike truly capable individuals like Augustus or Wozworth who were more discreet and cautious.

He even regarded his noble status as a talisman, believing even Qin Chu wouldn’t dare to strike at a noble like him.

It was because of this deep-seated pride that even now, faced with imminent death, Bo’er was reluctant to humble himself and beg for mercy; instead, he was trying to make Qin Chu retreat in the face of difficulty.

"Qin Chu, you’d better think about the consequences of killing me, for then every person in the noble class will be your enemy, do you really want to see that happen?"

"Work with us, you like women, right? We can give you countless women."

However, Bo’er’s words only made Qin Chu sneer.

"Women... I do like them, but unfortunately, your words are too late."

"The entire noble class is my enemy?" Qin Chu raised an eyebrow and exerted a bit more force with his fingers.

"Viscount Bo’er, you are just a minor Viscount, perhaps you overestimate your importance. Do you believe that even if I killed you, the entire noble class wouldn’t react at all? To avoid offending me, they might even loudly proclaim that your death was purely your own doing."

Whether it was an illusion or not, Bo’er suddenly felt as if his line of sight had slightly risen.

"Killing you, so what?"

Thud!

Just then, the dull sound of something falling to the ground entered Bo’er’s ears.

Bo’er’s expression turned suspicious, his gaze instinctively directed towards the source of the sound.

He saw a fat body lying on the ground. From where did this fat pig come? Its body was covered in fat; it looked quite disgusting.

However, this fat man had already turned into a dead fat man.

His head had vanished into thin air, neatly plucked from his neck, with blood gushing out from the cut.

Speaking of which, his clothes seemed familiar. It felt like he had seen them somewhere before... Right, his clothes were of the same style as the ones he was wearing.

Then, Bo’er seemed to suddenly remember something. His pupils widened with indescribable fear, swirling in his eyes as they moved downward, only to find nothing beneath him.

His mouth opened wide as intense fear seemed to make the viscount wish to scream out loud.

But no sound could he make anymore as the light in his eyes gradually faded until it turned completely gray.

He was dead.

Qin Chu curled his lip.

Now, the Oville Empire was in chaos. Under such circumstances, him, a mere hero, killing a minor noble... Could it be that some fool would dare trouble him over this viscount, thinking their life too long?

With a casual toss, the head rolled away on the ground.

Behind him, Bo’er’s attendants stood silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make a sound.

Especially when Qin Chu’s gaze turned their way, those attendants, grooms included, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their entire bodies seemingly completely frozen.

"Go back and tell those fools not to bother me."

Luckily, Qin Chu had no intention of blaming these servants.

His stance remained the same as before. What does the conflict between the royal family and nobles have to do with him, a hero?

You want to fight? Go ahead. The more who die, the better.

Qin Chu loved watching others fight, loved watching blood flow like rivers.

He stretched languidly, leading five women beside him directly out of the city. Because of his special status, the guards at the gate did not dare to stop him.

The group of six, without any attempt to conceal themselves, walked openly toward the north.

Their manner seemed utterly oblivious to the many watchful eyes hidden nearby.

Illusion Demons.

They were everywhere.

Among the demons clan, the elite of the Illusion Demons were scattered all around.

These Illusion Demons, disguised in various forms, some as birds catching insects on branches, others as venomous snakes coiled on tree trunks, and some as tiny insects...

They clung to different powerful beings, providing firsthand information for their masters.

The more powerful and higher their status, the more vigilant those demons were.

The Prince, the Second Prince, and the Third Prince were probably all dead by now.

They had also heard quite a bit about the tales of the hero.

Although, in reports to the Demon King, the hero was depicted as insignificant, easily crushed with one hand, but when it came to crunch time, those higher-ups were still very cautious.

A small bird took flight, soaring through the sky, eventually landing in a secluded place after a long while.

Before it were two men.

One of them, with a face as fine as jade, was clearly an elegant and noble gentleman, dressed no differently from a human noble.

The man beside him had a broad back and a burly waist, his body covered with dark sweat hair, a veritable tower of a man.

Upon landing, the bird’s body began to weirdly wriggle, transforming into a round, greasy maggot. Its body bent at one end, raising up as if kneeling and bowing, pressing against the ground.

"Greetings, Fourth Prince, Prince Lowell!"

"Just as we know, the hero has left the Oville Empire Imperial City, headed northward, accompanied only by five women!"

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