The Goddess Descends (3)

Even if Qin Chu is Hero, this rate of improvement is terrifying.

Qin Chu are destined to alter the balance of power across the entire Skyvault Continent; it seems we need to reconsider how to treat the Hero.

His advancement speed was several times faster than that of the First-Generation Hero, Jello. When Jello had been in the Skyvault Continent for the same amount of time as Qin Chu, his strength was far inferior to Qin Chu's.

Given Qin Chu's strength, it's almost foreseeable that he will eventually eliminate the Magic Creature and destroy the Demon King.

So, the remaining question is how to maintain their status and power after eliminating the Magic Creature... As the pinnacle of the Skyvault Continent, they absolutely do not want another person to be above them.

No one was willing to share, or even relinquish, the power they held.

Before the Magic Creature have even been eliminated and before anything is even remotely planned, these people are already considering other things. Perhaps... this is the true nature of this world.

Let's set aside the fact that everyone harbors their own ulterior motives.

Back to the arena.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

When the owner of the arena saw the scene inside, his vision went black and he almost fainted.

God, what did he see?

The arena, with a diameter of one hundred meters, was completely shattered, leaving not a single intact stone slab or tile. A huge crater lay beneath, dozens of massive stone pillars were broken, and the arena itself teetered on the brink of collapse. Even the metal railings near the arena were torn away by the violent impact, their magical seals Ruin. How much would it cost to repair this?

The money I earned from tickets today probably wouldn't be enough to cover all the expenses.

Qin Chu stood in the middle of the deep pit, the silvery-white flames tinged with Crimson still swirling around Qin Chu. At this moment, Qin Chu was like a demon god emerging from raging flames.

Just like before, he stomped one foot on the Crown Prince's face, seemingly declaring his power and victory.

Qin Chu did not kill the eldest prince directly... after all, he was Wadsworth's son.

However, the eldest prince clearly doesn't have much longer to live. The magic potion that forced him to reach the War God realm had already severely depleted his life force, and the heavy blow he had just suffered from Qin Chu had only exacerbated the damage.

Her originally light brown hair had now turned completely white.

He was emaciated, his face wrinkled and shriveled.

His body was extremely thin, as if he had been drained dry. His skin covered his bones, revealing cracks in every inch. In some places, bone fragments even pierced his skin, but not a drop of blood flowed out. His appearance was horrifying.

Perhaps due to the powerful strength of the War God realm, the eldest prince did not die even so, but only his eyes could move.

Deep hatred and resentment could still be felt in his grayish-white pupils.

His eyes were fixed on Qin Chu, and he wanted to reach out and scratch the face that was calmly looking down at him.

Is the reason they can remain so calm because they have this trump card?

However, he no longer had the ability to control his limbs.

Why?

On what grounds?

How could a mere barbarian summoned from another world possibly be more outstanding than the eldest prince, who possesses the most noble bloodline?

He looked away from Qin Chu. He knew he was about to die, and all he wanted was to see Rosweisse, the woman he loved most, one last time before his consciousness faded into darkness.

He didn't know why he had fallen in love with that woman.

With his noble status, he certainly wouldn't lack women.

Whether it's a maidservant by his side or an elegant young lady from a noble family, he can easily have any woman he desires.

He had always thought he would never be moved by a woman, but the moment he saw Rosweisse, his heart was already deeply captivated.

It was so sacred, so pure.

She seemed to exude an irresistible charm, weaving a vast net to capture him.

In that instant, the Crown Prince knew that he had fallen deeply in love with this woman, and that he would never be moved by any other woman in his life; Rosweisse would be the only one in his life.

Finally, he saw it.

Rosweisse, along with the other ordinary women, appeared at the entrance to the arena.

Ah.

She's still so pure, so captivating.

Just seeing Rosweisse's face makes it seem like my body doesn't hurt anymore.

Her face was filled with sorrow, her small hands clutched to her heart, and the Crown Prince even saw a faint tear stain at the corner of Rosweisse's eye.

Is he grieving for himself? Is he sad for his own sake?

Don't look at me like this, all disheveled.

But this sorrow suddenly gave the eldest prince a surge of courage.

The woman he loved most was watching him. He couldn't continue to be so pathetic. A strong sense of stubbornness welled up inside him, a stubbornness that even overshadowed the fear of dying.

He was a descendant of the Abshien Family, enjoying the best resources since childhood. He absolutely could not lose to a mere uncouth outsider... Most importantly, he absolutely could not continue to be so pathetic in front of the woman he loved most.

Even in the face of death, he wanted Rosweisse to see his handsome side, even if it was only for a fleeting moment.

What a pathetic and foolish man.

He had no idea that Rosweisse's sorrow stemmed from her impending loss of her last ten million.

A sudden glint appeared in his greyish-white eyes, and he stared at Qin Chu again, his lips moving rapidly.

O starry sky, give me strength.

Void, offer up my soul.

He began to pray to the Void, and the moment he opened his mouth, everything was irreversible. Qin Chu sensed a gloomy, oppressive, cold, and dark aura rapidly growing from the eldest prince.

That aura felt strangely familiar to Qin Chu.

That wasn't all. On the Crown Prince's dry, cracked skin, small, dark gray scales were spreading rapidly, a bizarre sight that sent chills down Qin Chu's spine.

A strong sense of alarm instantly spread.

Void Evil God!

In an instant, Qin Chu understood what the invasion of the Void Evil God he had felt late at night a few days ago was all about; the First Prince had already been corrupted by the Evil God.

The current eldest prince is undergoing a transformation under the influence of the Evil God's power.

Originally, Qin Chu did not kill the eldest prince because he was the son of Wadsworth and he did not want to directly break with the emperor of the empire.

But now, Qin Chu couldn't worry about that anymore. He suddenly raised his hand, and a beam of Holy Light shot towards the eldest prince, intending to purify the prince and the Evil God's power within him.

But this time, the Holy Light did not work.

With a hissing sound, the Holy Light landed on the Crown Prince, and it was like a bucket of ice water poured onto a red-hot iron plate, immediately producing a large cloud of thick white smoke.

The Crown Prince's body surface faintly glowed with a dark light, and strange patterns rapidly spread from his chest and abdomen to his limbs and even his face, with distorted light swirling around his body surface.

Thump... thump... thump...

My heart pounded like a drum, filled with terror.

Just as the strange scales had even attached to the eyeballs, they began to fall off rapidly. Perhaps because their life force was about to be exhausted, this shedding of the scales appeared particularly bloody.

Each scale was stuck to a piece of skin, and blood gushed down from the body.

With crimson flesh and white fascia covering his body, the eldest prince looked like a skinned monster. Yet, he felt no pain whatsoever; a twisted, sinister smile even appeared on his completely blood-soaked face.

Hehehe...

That's right, that's exactly it.

Potions and such are completely useless.

This is true strength.

The eerie sight sent chills down the spines of everyone around.

The blood on his body was evaporated by an invisible force, turning into blood mist. The blood mist gathered behind the eldest prince, gradually condensing into a tall, slender, and well-proportioned figure.

Although it was just an outline drawn by the blood mist, that outline exuded an astonishing nobility and charm, as if there were a vortex within it, tempting people's souls and wills to sink deeply into it.

Upon seeing this, Wadsworth, Augustus, Saint Monica, and Zimmerman all stood up almost simultaneously. Augustus, in particular, was trembling violently, his eyes filled with intense hatred, his hands clenched unconsciously, and a faint, beast-like roar escaped his throat.

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Chapter 154 The Goddess Descends (3)

An outline formed by the condensation of blood mist.

The phantom of the Evil God appeared.

Augustus, Saint Monica, Wadsworth were completely taken aback by this turn of events; the eldest prince had already been corrupted by the evil forces.

In an instant, the entire arena was shrouded in a deep, oppressive gray mist, as if countless black python-like lines were dancing wildly and gloomily within the arena. Just one glance was enough to feel the madness, despair, evil, and... the most intense Desire contained within.

Mortals must not look directly at God!

"Everyone, close your eyes, don't look..."

Suddenly Augustus roared loudly, recalling the disaster that had occurred in the Holy Church; how familiar this atmosphere was.

The roar of the sound waves surged and churned within the arena, penetrating the ears of everyone present.

Everyone heard it.

But... it's too late.

It's too late.

People have already seen the phantom behind the eldest prince—madness, evil, and a will filled with Desire —which has instantly eroded their consciousness. Countless horrifying fragments of images have flooded their minds.

Indescribable murmurs and screams began to echo in my ears.

Countless pale, twisted limbs seemed to appear before my eyes, overlapping each other, as if they were having sex or wailing.

They covered their eyes, knelt on the ground in agony, crimson tears of blood streaming from their eyes, their muscles convulsing and tensing with pain.

Their consciousness began to distort, as if some evil thing was awakening within them.

The body temperature is rising, and gradually, a strong Desire is growing within the body.

They didn't know when the pain gradually subsided, but their eyes, filled with confusion, looked around. Everyone around them was so noble, elegant, and charming, and they wanted to possess them, to violate them.

The signs of corruption by the Evil God are beginning to appear.

No matter how elegant and noble that silhouette may be, it cannot conceal its true nature: a deity symbolizing Desire.

People started rushing towards the nearest person... regardless of whether that person was their boyfriend, girlfriend, wife, or husband...

The scene inside the arena looked insane and filled with despair.

These pitiful nobles mostly grew up in privileged environments; they were not powerful and their will was exceptionally weak, making them utterly unable to resist such an invasion.

Only a very few people with both considerable strength and willpower can withstand the invasion of the Evil God's aura.

At the entrance to the arena, Antasia and Angelica were slightly weaker, but they were strong enough to resist the erosion brought by the phantoms. Most importantly, their willpower was extremely strong.

They simply couldn't understand what was happening, why the entire arena had suddenly become such a chaotic and terrifying scene.

Violet's face was gloomy. The scene before her eyes seemed to take her back to the day a thousand years ago when the Storm Lord Temple was destroyed.

Ekaterina and Athena frowned deeply, gripping their weapons tightly. Anyone could tell that the situation had completely spiraled out of control.

Only Rosweisse seemed particularly strange.

She stared blankly at the phantom behind the eldest prince, completely unaffected. She felt no fear of the terrifying phantom, which seemed to appear and disappear, and even felt somewhat close to it.

My heart is pounding for no reason.

This strange reaction left Rosweisse with rather complicated feelings.

On the other side, Qin Chu's figure was also constantly retreating.

This duel was truly full of surprises.

He grinned, a smile appearing on his usually calm face for the first time.

They thought they could just teach the eldest prince a lesson and be done with it, but unexpectedly, the eldest prince suddenly advanced to the War God, revealing one of their trump cards.

After defeating the eldest prince, who was at the War God realm, they thought it was over, but unexpectedly, the eldest prince directly transformed into Evil God and even summoned the phantom of Evil God.