The Goddess and the Evil God
Perhaps, he should completely disregard Wadsworth's feelings and simply kill the eldest prince?
Of course, it would also be good to take the opportunity to learn about the existence of the Void.
Qin Chu was absolutely certain that the being behind the eldest prince was one of the seven deities in the Void.
At this moment, the eldest prince was excited and howling with the unprecedented power he had gained. He had become a madman, with only a deep obsession left in his heart. He didn't even know what he had become.
In stark contrast to the sinister yet elegant and noble silhouette behind him, the First Prince now resembled a writhing lump of flesh, his limbs appearing in bizarrely twisted positions beneath it, supporting his body, with large patches of scarlet, viscous liquid seeping from his skin.
Hehehe...
The eerie, hoarse laughter continued to emanate from the eldest prince's mouth.
He seemed to be gradually gaining control over his already broken body. Suddenly, the eldest prince's eyes turned towards Qin Chu's direction. Although his will was in complete disarray, the hatred he felt for Qin Chu in his heart had not diminished in the slightest.
His ferocious gaze revealed a deep madness, and he suddenly opened his mouth, letting out a sharp wail.
Almost at the same time, the phantom of the Evil God behind the eldest prince also suddenly turned around, facing the direction where Qin Chu was.
In that instant, Qin Chu felt as if he had seen the most beautiful gem in the world—His eye.
Buzz...
My heart felt like it had been hit by a bullet train; it swelled up instantly, almost bursting.
A thick, gray-black fog, seemingly connecting to the Void, appeared before Qin Chu's eyes and struck his chest. In an instant, a cold and evil power permeated his entire body.
His body couldn't hold on and he was sent flying backward.
As Qin Chu's figure was sent flying, the eldest prince gleefully wriggled the bloody, rotting flesh, his laughter growing increasingly shrill.
Look, Rosweisse, look!
How handsome and powerful I am now!
The eldest prince turned his gaze toward Rosweisse, hoping Rosweisse would see his handsome appearance.
However, when the eldest prince looked at Rosweisse, he found that Rosweisse was just frowning and looking down, as if she was thinking about something.
This sight made the Crown Prince's lump of flesh tremble slightly. This... this won't do.
The prince's confused state prevented him from continuing his pursuit of Qin Chu. If he couldn't let Rosweisse see his current handsome and dashing appearance, then everything would be meaningless.
The pile of mangled flesh wriggled rapidly on the ground, crawling quickly toward Rosweisse.
From a great distance, the eldest prince let out a sharp shout:
"Ah, my most beautiful saintess... Look... Am I handsome now?"
"I defeated Qin Chu, I am the strongest, the man most worthy of you."
"Please look at me!"
Lost in thought, Rosweisse was startled awake by the First Prince's voice. She instinctively looked up, and when she saw the grotesque mass of flesh writhing and rushing toward her, a twisted look of terror instantly spread across Rosweisse's face.
A wave of intense nausea washed over Rosweisse, leaving her pale and her abdomen churning as if she might vomit at any moment.
Her beautiful face contorted in pain, and goosebumps instantly appeared on her fair skin.
This is just too... too disgusting.
Rosweisse instinctively recoiled in shock, trying to distance herself from the Crown Prince.
But this scene deeply stung the little humanity that remained in the eldest prince's heart.
Why?
Rosweisse, I love you so deeply, all I wanted was for you to look at me, why did you turn away? Why did you look at me with that kind of contempt, like I was trash or something dirty?
We should be the perfect couple.
Don't look at me like that, no, no, no...
A strange sound came from the eldest prince's throat, and the rotting flesh writhed more and more violently.
Rosweisse's resistance and distance fueled the Crown Prince's intense hatred, and twisted, grotesque tentacles extended from the rotting flesh.
His body suddenly charged towards Rosweisse with tremendous force, his tentacles already reaching out before he even arrived.
Rosweisse is his; he wants to hold Rosweisse in his arms and make her his own.
He wanted to kill Antasia and make her regret her decision.
He wouldn't let any of Qin Chu's other women live in this world; he wanted Qin Chu to experience pain dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than his own.
Just as the rotting chunks of flesh were about to reach Rosweisse, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Rosweisse... It was Qin Chu, but of course, Qin Chu wasn't doing it for Rosweisse's sake.
He didn't care whether Rosweisse lived or died. Although he wanted to torture the woman himself, Qin Chu wouldn't bother to stop the Crown Prince if he only wanted to kill Rosweisse.
However, amidst the Crown Prince's churning malice, Qin Chu sensed the presence of Antasia, Angelica, and Violet.
Qin Chu would never allow the Crown Prince to harm these people, not even a single hair.
His right hand suddenly shot out.
The Goddess's Hair on my wrist was instantly activated.
A bright, soft white light shone on Qin Chu.
Since the seven Evil God in the Void had to use all their power to suppress the mysterious goddess, now that this deity has cast his phantom down to the Lower Realm, the suppression of the goddess must be weakened, and the goddess should be able to exude more power accordingly.
The Little Sprout inside Qin Chu's body was leaping merrily, simultaneously squeezing out his Battle Qi and Magic Power. Accompanied by a sudden burst of white light, just as the outline of Evil God had appeared behind the First Prince, the white light also quickly outlined a tall and graceful curve behind Qin Chu.
In fact, compared to the outline on the other side, this curve is much clearer.
A pure white gauze dress fluttered amidst the raging energy.
A pair of fair, delicate feet peeked out from beneath the hem of her skirt, their toes dangling naturally and swaying gently.
Although it's just a simple outline, it already showcases the beauty of her figure; the face is obscured, yet it can drive everyone wild.
Her slender white wrists and ankles, her long neck, and her delicate waist were all bound by dark red chains.
The other end of the chain disappeared into the thick black fog, seemingly connecting to the endless Void.
She gently opened her arms, her tall figure floating behind Qin Chu a guardian angel protecting the small figure in front of her.
Chapter Three is presented here.
Chapter 155 Goddess and Evil God
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What a nice view!
Although I can't see that face.
But everyone who caught a glimpse of this figure subconsciously had this thought deep in their hearts: So beautiful, a dreamlike beauty.
Even Rosweisse had always been extremely confident in herself, couldn't help but feel ashamed. Compared to the figure behind Qin Chu, she felt as dirty as filth on the ground.
That soft white light seemed to possess the power to purify everything, dispelling all hatred, madness, resentment, cruelty, and Desire in one's heart. Even just a glance could bring a sense of peace and warmth to one's soul.
Only Rosweisse, who had been touched when Qin Chu suddenly stepped in front of her as the Crown Prince lunged at her, felt a surge of affection. This man truly cared for her and wouldn't stand by and watch her be harmed by the Crown Prince. Her goodwill towards Qin Chu increased slightly. Although he couldn't yet replace Jello's position in Rosweisse's heart, she felt at least he was a decent man.
But when she saw the beautiful figure appear behind Qin Chu, she inexplicably felt a strong sense of disgust and resistance. This beautiful figure only made her feel annoyed and frantic.
She even had a strong urge to pounce on this woman and bite off a piece of her flesh.
Augustus's expression suddenly turned extremely strange.
His eyes were wide open, and his breathing was unusually rapid.
No one has ever seen what the god they worship actually looks like. Mortals do not have the ability to see the gods. All the statues of gods are depictions based on people's imaginations.
Even so, when Augustus saw this figure, a strong thought arose uncontrollably deep within his heart.
He felt a sense of awe and trembling that came from the depths of his soul.
On that graceful figure, large swaths of milky white light spread out like ripples, colliding with the darkness emanating from the First Prince and producing a crackling sound.
Some eerie, pitch-black fog was dispelled.
The grotesque tentacles extending from the eldest prince's body were stopped by the white light. The tentacles wriggled and rotated unwillingly in the white light, as if trying to break through the obstacle in front of them.
Some of the people awoke from their madness and blushed with embarrassment upon seeing their current appearance. They had completely lost their aristocratic dignity and no longer resembled noble and elegant aristocrats; they looked more like a pack of dogs.
No one spoke; they didn't know what to say at that moment. The best course of action was to pretend nothing had happened.
Splash...
The clanging and swaying of the chains reached everyone's ears, drawing all their attention.
She slowly raised her right arm.
She seemed to be exerting a lot of effort; every inch of movement was extremely difficult, and the chains wrapped around her wrists were creating terrifying obstacles for her.
Finally, she raised her arm.
The fingers slowly opened.
Call...
It seemed as if a breeze had blown by.
The dozens of thick, twisting tentacles in front of them suddenly froze in mid-air, completely still.
Immediately afterwards, these tentacles, as if they had been there for thousands or tens of thousands of years, silently turned into fine quicksand starting from the tips of the tentacles, disappearing into the air along with chaotic energy.
The eldest prince let out a piercing scream, and the rotting flesh trembled incessantly.
His form was constantly changing. At some point, his limbs disappeared, and his entire body turned into a flat, rotten mass of flesh, with countless tiny tentacles sprouting from his lower body.
Seemingly sensing the goddess's power, the chains binding her suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and countless eerie and sinister runes began to sprout from them.
The metal chains seemed to possess a spirit, rising up like giant pythons, slowly taut and undulating in mid-air, as if trying to drag the goddess back into the dark Void.
On the Crown Prince's body, the outline of the deity symbolizing nobility, elegance, and Desire became increasingly clear, and it was expanding.
The eldest prince had completely lost control of himself and had become a puppet in the hands of the gods.
Qin Chu, who was also at the eye of the storm, grinned and released all his power, letting the Little Sprout inside him absorb it.
He knew that now that things had developed to this point, the course of the entire battlefield was no longer related to him; it was a conflict between gods, something he couldn't get involved in.
All he needs to do is be a bystander and cheer on his goddess.
Of course, we also need to be prepared in advance. If the goddess sister can't beat the other party, then we should quickly run away and leave. Let the Skyvault Continent become whatever it wants, it has nothing to do with me.
The eerie deity's aura was rising steadily, and the goddess's power was also increasing. The two equally powerful beings were staring at each other in mid-air. The surrounding space could no longer withstand such impact and pressure, trembling and groaning.
Light wants to dispel darkness.
Darkness attempts to devour light.
A long, drawn-out gaze.
A clash of consciousness, an impact of invisible energy.
Intense waves of energy, pulsating like a heartbeat, radiated outwards, sending chills down one's spine.
The atmosphere was incredibly oppressive. Even though these two mysterious and powerful beings were simply floating silently in mid-air, their power was unbearable, and no one dared to utter even the slightest sound.
The world seems to have fallen into a deathly silence.
It's unclear how long this lasted, but finally, the silhouette behind the eldest prince could no longer bear it and let out a shriek.
Almost instantly, many of the weaker individuals present lost consciousness, bleeding from their seven orifices, their bodies convulsing as if electrocuted. Some even had their consciousness shattered; though their bodies remained alive, their souls had perished.
Seeing this, Qin Chu sighed. "Brother, you've already lost if you make the first move."
Darkness had long since spread beyond the arena, permeating the entire Nobles' District. The blazing sun was obscured by thick, dark clouds, and the sudden darkness filled everyone with dread. No one knew what was happening; had Magic Creature invaded the city?
A powerful earthquake struck directly in the Imperial City's Nobles' District. The earth cracked, buildings collapsed, and people wailed in terror and despair, running aimlessly.
Black streaks, like giant pythons swimming in the sky, swooped down and swallowed up one figure after another. When the black pythons left, only the bodies drained of life force and turned into dried corpses remained on the ground, before being shattered into powder in the violent impact.
Evil, madness, and Desire are spreading to every corner of the Nobles' District.
The people in the Commoners' District seemed unaffected, but they could feel the fluctuations emanating from the Nobles' District. They stared blankly at the distant area they could never enter, watching the people scream in terror, wail in despair, or rush towards those around them like madmen, tearing at each other's clothes.
A huge vortex gradually appeared in the sky above the Nobles' District, absorbing all the black mist, and then fell towards the arena like a tornado falling from the sky.
Boom...
The arena's dome shattered instantly, and large and small stones rained down from the sky, causing another round of wailing and howling from the crowd.