The Crown Prince Shed Tears of Grievance (3)

Of course, Angelica, having broken the seal, was no longer afraid of the two, but Angelica also had no intention of revenge. It wasn't that Angelica didn't want to, but rather that Angelica didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for her master because of herself.

Unfortunately for them, those two weren't going to let Angelica off easily.

After all, Angelica was once a candidate for sainthood, a position of immense prestige. The satisfaction that a mere nun like herself could arbitrarily torment a candidate for sainthood was irreplaceable.

Angelica took a deep breath and, holding Karin's small hand, prepared to avoid the two people.

But two figures stood directly in front of Angelica and Karin, their smiles sending chills down Karin's spine.

Angelica's expression gradually darkened, but she still refrained from losing her temper. "Mandy, Philippa, could you please move aside?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... It's only been a few days, and your temper has gotten much worse." Mandy chuckled mockingly. "Angelica, have you forgotten what it felt like to kneel before us begging for forgiveness? Don't forget, I'm the one who stitched up the wound on your stomach. If it weren't for me, you would be dead by now."

"Mandy, don't say that. She's hooked up with the Hero now, so her status is naturally different." Philippa's face was also full of malicious smiles. These were clearly two pretty nuns, but at this moment their expressions were twisted and ugly. "After all, Angelica's only redeeming qualities are her face and figure. How does it feel to use her body to seduce the Hero?"

Mandy and Philippa's words seemed to trigger Angelica's memories; one of her hands clenched unconsciously, and her body trembled with Wrath.

That's right, it was Mandy who stitched up the wound on her stomach.

But it was this woman who cut open her own stomach.

Angelica will never forget the way those two women gloated as she watched herself bleed and writhe in agony.

Angelica could never forget the agony of Mandy piercing her skin with a needle meant for sewing quilts and stitching up the wound with rough thread.

The rope rubbed against her skin, every second was hellish torture for Angelica.

Karin sensed Angelica's unusual behavior and looked at the gentle older sister with some concern. She noticed that Angelica's long hair had begun to flutter behind her, and her soft golden eyes were filled with intense Wrath.

"Using your body to seduce men, you shameless bastard, you've disgraced all women..."

Mandy and Philippa didn't notice that Angelica's anger was escalating. Of course, even if they had, they probably wouldn't have cared. They just kept provoking Angelica with their words, forcing Angelica to recall more and worse memories.

Sharp nails had been placed inside her shoes.

Tiny steel needles were thrown into her food.

There were razor blades hidden inside her clothes.

To test how long a person can hold their breath, they submerged their heads in a tank of ice-cold water...

Memories flooded Angelica's mind. Her fingers were clenched so tightly that her knuckles had turned white, and her beautifully manicured nails were almost buried in her palms.

Just then, Mandy and Philippa turned their attention to Karin beside them. "Hey, could this be the kitten the Hero picked up from outside?"

"Tsk tsk, what a dirty little cat it really is?"

"No way, the Hero is such a pervert, he actually went down to that kind of girl..."

Snap...

Before she could finish speaking, Mandy received a heavy slap across the face, half of her face instantly Crimson, and five bright red finger marks immediately appeared.

The slap was so forceful that Mandy's delicate face was cracked, and tiny beads of bright red blood seeped from her cheek.

In an instant, there was a deathly silence all around.

Mandy and Philippa stared wide-eyed at Angelica in disbelief, unable to comprehend how this woman they had always bullied dared to fight back.

They've been bullying Angelica for years, and this woman has never fought back; they've long since gotten used to it.

The sudden slap was completely unexpected.

Several seconds passed before Mandy seemed to snap out of her daze. She covered her face with one hand and screamed uncontrollably, "Angelica, you... you dare hit me?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to do!"

Angelica's long, emerald-green hair fluttered behind her. She was truly angry. Angelica could tolerate how these two people humiliated her, and she could endure it to avoid causing trouble for her master. But she absolutely could not tolerate these two trash insulting her master.

Angelica's aura was rising steadily, and surging Magic Power was churning within her like ocean waves.

The overwhelming sense of oppression startled Mandy and Philippa, making it feel as if a heavy boulder was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

To their surprise, Angelica's strength had been restored at some point, and the Magic Power- sealing collar around her slender neck had long since disappeared.

To avoid escalating the situation, Augustus dismissed everyone around him. When he removed Angelica, very few people saw it, and most of them kept their mouths shut, refraining from spreading rumors.

Mandy and Philippa were frightened. Angelica was once a Saintess candidate who could rival Rosweisse. In terms of both talent and strength, she was no less than Rosweisse back then.

Even though she had been sealed away for several years, Angelica's strength was still beyond what the two of them could contend with.

The immense pressure made the two nuns tremble uncontrollably; their legs were almost giving way, and they were on the verge of collapsing to their knees. However, they did not want to lose face in front of Angelica, the woman who had once humiliated them.

Suppressing the fear in her chest, Mandy screamed, "Angelica, what do you want to do? We... we are Saintess Rosweisse's people! If you dare to hurt us, Saintess Rosweisse will not let you get away with this..."

Angelica smiled, but her gaze was cold.

That smile sent chills down Mandy and Philippa's spines.

Her cold gaze swept over the two people in front of her, and she uttered a faint voice:

"What is Rosweisse?"

"How dare you insult my master! Even if Rosweisse were here, it wouldn't save you!"

She's a candidate for sainthood!

She simply didn't want to argue with those two idiots, but they took it as weakness.

They didn't know that her gentleness was only shown to her master.

Since these two are so eager to see it, let them experience what it feels like to be assertive.

Call...

Another slap landed squarely across his face.

Philippa let out a painful scream, his ears were ringing, and his brain felt dizzy.

Angelica wasn't as cruel as the two nuns; she simply kept slapping them one after another. Under the absolute suppression of her powerful Magic Power, the two nuns were completely unable to move and could only endure the resounding slaps again and again.

Before anyone knew it, the two of them were kneeling on the ground, their cheeks swollen and bloody.

They didn't know when, but both of them had completely lost their hearing... and their eyes were cracked.

I don't know when, but a slap even knocked out a white tooth...

She wanted to make them understand what the consequences would be for insulting their master.

Meanwhile, Qin Chu had already arrived at Conrad Demonic Beast Lair.

This is a complex underground cavern, with crisscrossing passages weaving a vast net beneath the surface; one wrong step and you could easily lose your way.

Although Qin Chu had Ekaterina and Violet by his side, Saint Monica, Augustus, and Wadsworth were still uneasy, so they arranged for a large number of experts to accompany him.

Jason, a vice-commander of the Holy Knights Order, whose name is somewhat similar to Jello's... is not Candice's father, but someone else. The Holy Knights Order have a total of seven vice-commanders, plus nearly a hundred elite Holy Knight.

Saint Monica has assigned Archbishop Christia and three bishops to the area. Although the number is somewhat small, their combat strength is absolutely formidable.

Wadsworth immediately sent Morton, the Royal Guard Knights Order, over.

These people are undoubtedly extremely powerful. The vice-commander's combat strength is in no way inferior to Ekaterina's, and the commander of the Royal Guard Knights Order is even stronger.

As for the archbishop of the Earth Mother Church, his strength was not much inferior to Natia's.

With so many experts protecting me, I felt completely safe.

However, this kind of safety might not be a good thing for Qin Chu. The Devourer's abilities are too evil to be displayed in front of these people. Qin Chu still needs to find a way to separate himself from them.

"Hero Excellency, this is the Conrad Demonic Beast Lair." The Grand Master of the Morton Knight Order addressed Qin Chu respectfully, showing none of the arrogance expected of a super-strong warrior. "His Majesty has ordered me to protect your safety at all costs. Please follow behind us from now on."

"The underground lair has a complex network of pathways; one wrong step and you could lose your way and be trapped inside."

"We will wipe out a large number of Magic Creature, and then leave one or two for you to practice on," Morton explained his plan.

Qin Chu was speechless. What did this guy think he was?

"Although I think I should be able to fight some Magic Creature... however, I promised His Majesty, the Pope, and the High Priest that I would follow your arrangements." Qin Chu shrugged and answered very sincerely.

The big shots breathed a sigh of relief at the Hero's cooperation. They were genuinely worried that the Hero might be arrogant and recklessly rush in. Although Conrad mainly only had low-level Magic Creature, no one could guarantee that some terrifying beings might appear deeper inside.

At that moment, Morton and Christia led their men at the forefront, Jason led a group of elite Knight to the rear, while Qin Chu stayed in the middle with Ekaterina and Violet.

"Violet, move out..."

Violet nodded silently. The Storm Seed gathered astonishing Magic Power, concentrating it on the soles of her feet. Her right foot was already slightly raised, about to stomp on the ground.

Rumble...

The entire Demonic Beast Lair... exploded!

Chapter 138 The Crown Prince shed tears of grievance (3)

Rumble...

The earth shook violently.

An earthquake-like energy was spreading beneath our feet, and the raging impact was destroying everything around us. Huge rocks began to fall from above.

Instantly, several Knights with insufficient strength were blown to pieces.

The underground explosion happened so suddenly that even those powerful figures couldn't react immediately, their bodies being blown away by the violent energy.

The violent tremors even spread for tens of kilometers, and even the military camps stationed in the distance shook violently under the impact, which turned into a gale that blew the tents away.

Shocked soldiers ran out of the camp, the raging wind and sand stinging their eyes. Through the haze, they could only see a distant mountain peak collapsing, with billowing dust swirling in the sky like a giant mushroom.

After a long while, there was another loud bang.

The pile of rubble was shattered by an overwhelming force, and a figure clad in armor flew out of the dust, his rugged face filled with barely suppressed Wrath.

Royal Guard Knights Order, Morton.

Soon, another figure appeared: Jason, the Holy Knights Order.

Immediately afterwards, Archbishop Christia of the Earth Mother Church was also thrown out of the collapsed rocks, her white-gold robes stained with large patches of dirt, and her beautiful face was now filled with rage.

Apart from those three, everyone else perished in the explosion.

That explosion possessed power comparable to Transcendent Magic.

The three figures floated in mid-air in a triangular formation, each with an exceptionally cold expression and eyes blazing with Wrath. After a few seconds, Morton spoke in a hoarse voice, "Where is the Hero?"

Many of his brothers died in the explosion, but Morton didn't have time to worry about them. The most important question now was... where was the Hero?

"Missing." After a long silence, Christian said in a cold voice.

This is the worst-case scenario.

With the combined protection of experts from the Empire, the Holy Church, and the Earth Mother Church, the disappearance of Hero is an unprecedented disgrace.

More importantly, the existence of the Hero is crucial to the survival of the Skyvault Continent. If the Hero had truly been killed in the explosion, then...

Sage Mountain needs a long time to prepare before it can summon the Hero again. Just thinking about the slaughter that the human world might suffer from Magic Creature during this time makes the three of them pale and their bodies tremble uncontrollably.

"Huff..." Christia suppressed the Wrath and frustration in her chest, her thin lips pursed as she said, "Morton, Jason, don't rush..."

"Ekaterina and Violet are with the Hero. I saw it. Just as the explosion was about to occur, Violet seemed to sense something. She is stronger than us and should be able to prepare in advance to protect the Hero."

Morton and Jason's expressions softened slightly. Christia was a powerful magician, and her perception of various forces was much more acute.

"Then we'll immediately command the troops over there to dig through this collapsed mountain and find the Hero ..." Morton said instinctively.

"No, there's another, more important problem..." Christia said in a deep voice.

"Don't you think the explosion just now was too much of a coincidence? Besides, I also sensed the aura of Mana Bombs."

"We had just entered the Demonic Beast Lair when it exploded. The strangest thing is that the Hero was right at the center of the explosion."

"You mean, someone wants to use Mana Bombs to deliberately murder the Hero?" Jason and Morton weren't stupid; they immediately realized this.

"But, are Mana Bombs really that powerful?"

The Mana Bombs is easy to use; just throw it out, and it will automatically explode upon impact, but its destructive power is not very strong.

"One Mana Bombs is obviously impossible, but what if a thousand, ten thousand, or even more Mana Bombs exploded at the same time?" Christia's eyes narrowed to slits. "The person who wants to murder the Hero must know the Hero's whereabouts very well."

"Moreover, collecting so many Mana Bombs is definitely not an easy task; it requires a long period of accumulation."

"It's highly likely that the enemy was already plotting to assassinate the Hero before Hero was even summoned."

Hearing Christia's voice, Morton and Jason exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes, and exclaimed almost simultaneously, "Prince Lance!"

That's right, there's only one possibility.