Blood-and-Bone Knight (2)

While assassins are generally considered to be somewhat perverse, this is far too terrifying. Even an assassin would find such torture unbearable, and aside from fanatical followers, few could withstand such pain.

Most importantly, right on the killer's chest, the holy power remaining on the wound pierced by the Holy Light Spiral Sword seemed to be severely corroding the body, occasionally emitting a hissing sound, and thick wisps of white smoke drifted above the corpse.

Holy Light only has this effect on evil and dark forces.

This assassin is probably not as simple as Norma claims.

Upon closer inspection, one can even spot the bulges on the assassin's arms. Removing the wrist guards reveals scarlet bone spurs on the similarly charred arms... The body is beginning to exhibit inhuman signs.

After a thorough inspection, Qin Chu stood up as if nothing had happened.

"Do you frequently encounter attacks from such killers?"

Norma nodded slightly. "I've encountered them before, but not too often. Recently, it seems to have become more frequent."

Assassin?

Was this really just an assassination attempt by Norma's uncle targeting Norma for a title?

Qin Chu didn't believe Norma's uncle could find such a bizarre killer.

Aside from her uncle, no one else seemed to have a reason to assassinate Norma. Could it be... because of Norma's identity Witch?

Was this assassin actually a specialist in killing Witch?

Normal Witch are no match for them, so Norma, Witch currently in a weakened state, is the perfect target?

"I see. Your family situation is certainly quite complicated..." Glancing at the blood-soaked ground, Qin Chu shrugged. "There's no way to rest here anymore. Let's leave first..."

Norma nodded. She tried to get up from the head of the bed, but after staying in the same position for too long, her knees went numb as soon as she stood up, and she fell off the bed.

Eeya...

As the dirty ground in front of her got closer and closer to her face, Norma instinctively closed her eyes.

But the pain and embarrassment she had imagined did not occur; instead, a pair of strong, powerful arms suddenly embraced her body.

He's Hero!

This was the second time in such a short period of time that he had been saved.

The Hero's chest was so warm. In that embrace, Norma felt languid, as if all her strength had vanished at that moment. She just wanted to curl up in that embrace and have a good sleep.

I had sensed before that there was a special aura about the Hero that attracted me and made me want to get closer.

At this moment, being held in the arms of the Hero, that feeling immediately became even stronger.

She stared at Qin Chu with her large, watery eyes.

Deep within her consciousness, Gaia's reaction grew increasingly intense.

Norma felt a burning sensation in her chest, her heart pounding, her breathing inexplicably turning into gasps, and a strong desire welling up within her... but what exactly she was desiring, even Norma herself didn't know.

Perhaps it's a longing to get closer, a desire for intimacy?

The thought that suddenly popped into Norma's mind made Norma feel extremely ashamed. A Crimson quickly spread from her face to her ears, and the next second Norma began to struggle desperately.

But the Hero, who has always been a gentleman, showed unusual toughness at this moment.

He pulled Norma into a tight embrace, giving Norma no chance to struggle. Then, with his other hand, he reached under Norma's knees and easily lifted Norma light body in a princess carry.

"Hero, what are you doing... Please, please put me down, I can walk by myself," Norma said, her voice filled with shame and even a hint of pleading.

A princess carry, in Norma's eyes, is a pose that only happens at weddings.

Moreover, the Hero's embrace was just too comfortable. If she were to be held like that by the Hero for a long time, she worried that she might succumb to temptation, which was something Norma did not want to see.

In Norma's view, this was a betrayal.

She was unwilling to betray Karthus, even though Karthus had fallen.

Qin Chu shook his head firmly. "Behave yourself, your legs are already weak."

"A gentleman is unworthy to fail to offer warmth and comfort to a lady at such a time."

Norma shrank back in fear and fell silent.

Qin Chu found a plausible excuse to refuse Norma's request to walk on his own, and carried Norma out of the room. But a terrible thought was swirling in his mind: wouldn't it be more interesting if Norma, whom Karthus loved so deeply, killed him with her own hands?

Pairs of eyes peeked through the cracks in the doors down the corridor, secretly watching the scene unfold. They watched helplessly as Qin Chu carried Norma away, and no one dared to utter a single word.

In this world, the less you talk and the less you get involved in things that don't concern you, the longer you'll live.

"Hero, thank you for saving me... twice..." As Norma went downstairs, she realized that she hadn't thanked the Hero, which made Norma feel a little rude.

"It is a gentleman's duty to save a lady." Qin Chu lowered his head and smiled at Norma.

The creaking and swaying stairs frightened Norma, and she instinctively grabbed Qin Chu's arm.

The shop owner downstairs glanced up, then acted as if nothing had happened. Qin Chu walked straight up to the shop owner and placed a 1,000 Mana note on the counter.

"The upstairs floor is a little dirty, could you go and clean it up?"

The shop owner beamed as he looked at the banknotes on the counter.

He wasn't oblivious to the screams and the stench of blood, but those things were irrelevant to him. What day in this world doesn't someone die?

No one would care if a few civilians died.

A night breeze blew by, and Norma's spirits lifted a little. She seemed a bit cold, and instinctively curled up in Qin Chu's arms. "Where are we going?"

The direction Qin Chu were advancing did not appear to be towards the imperial palace.

"Hotel! Then get a room..."

"Ha?"

On the other side.

Karthus was hung motionless in the water dungeon like a dead pig.

He was exhausted and had no strength left.

He wanted to curse, but no sound came out.

His tongue is gone...

His eyes were grayish-white, as if he had given up all hope.

Only when Norma occasionally comes to mind does my body involuntarily convulse... Norma, where is Norma now? Did she really betray me?

Shouldn't we be staying in the Qin Chu palace, soaking in the warm swimming pool, and enjoying ourselves to the fullest?

Or are they enjoying a delicious meal?

Perhaps she's dressed in sexy, alluring clothes, nestled in Qin Chu's arms, gently swaying her graceful body? Or perhaps she's kissing Qin Chu's face with her delicate lips?

Let that bastard Qin Chu ravage her soft body.

He could no longer distinguish between reality and fantasy.

Even Norma betrayed him!

Everything that flashed through my mind seemed to be unfolding right before my eyes.

This ignited the most desperate Wrath the nearly decaying Karthus, who opened his mouth and let out a hoarse wail.

He hated... he Wrath... he was desperate...

He wanted to kill Qin Chu... and even wanted to kill Norma, who had thrown herself at Qin Chu and betrayed him!

Slaughter...

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in Karthus's ear, as if someone was calling out to him.

It was that mysterious murmur again.

The voice that led Karthus to fall into darkness and bloodshed, and to the slaughter of his entire family...

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Chapter 169 Blood Skeleton Knight (2)

I heard that familiar voice again!

Karthus's eyes suddenly widened. He had never heard this voice before. He had gone mad during his cultivation, killing his parents, brothers, sisters, and slaughtering his entire family...

When he went to find Norma ran away as if she had seen a monster.

Perhaps, at that time, his fiancée had already betrayed him?

She abandoned him when he needed her most... Instead, it was Jello who took him in. Since staying by Jello's side, he has never heard that terrifying, trembling voice again, and the nightmare of the past seems to have completely disappeared.

But now, as he despairs in pain, hates betrayal, and his consciousness and spirit are in a state of extreme fluctuation, he hears that mysterious murmur once again.

The sound echoed in his ears like ripples...

It sounded like burning flames, breaking bones, splattering blood, and the agonizing cries of someone on the verge of death... The sound seemed to transform into a tiny worm, constantly wriggling in his ears, slowly burrowing into his brain and seeping into his soul.

It was like a thick, spiked mace churning wildly inside his brain.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh..."

Karthus spoke in a hoarse voice.

The feeling of delirium piercing one's soul is so painful.

He cried out in anguish, but at some point, his painful cries turned into a grotesque, pleasurable laugh.

That twisted and crazed expression was enough to send chills down your spine with just one glance.

As if something terrifying was about to awaken, my chest heaved violently, pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest, the sound of my heartbeat like a raging drumbeat.

His eyes were wide open, gleaming with a scarlet light.

Norma is mine.

No one can take it away.

Ever since Karthus slaughtered his entire family with the power of darkness, the once popular noble young master suddenly became ignored. The ladies who used to fawn over him, deliberately exposing large areas of skin, making unintentional physical contact, and occasionally revealing too much skin, just to catch Karthus's eye, suddenly disappeared.

It's as if he never existed. Even mentioning his name only evokes disgust. After all, that person is far too dangerous, right? You never know when he might chop off your head and grab it. Even though he's handsome, death is still more terrifying.

Karthus originally despised the women who surrounded him, seeing them as a vulgar, even filthy, group of women... While seducing him, they didn't know how many lovers they had, whose sweet-talking lips had just kissed which man, whose soft bodies had just writhed beneath which man...

However, Karthus also enjoyed being surrounded by people, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

Norma was his fiancée, an arranged marriage by his parents. He didn't particularly like her at first because she was always timid and would sometimes talk to herself. He'd heard she was mentally challenged as a child.

Karthus couldn't understand why his parents had arranged such a fiancée for him.

After the disaster, everyone left him, including Norma. However, compared to the other ladies Norma would at least occasionally appear before him to visit him. She seemed to be searching for a way to redeem herself... even though Karthus never felt that he needed redemption for anything.

Well, since I can't have any other women anyway, I'll just reluctantly accept Norma.

The moment he decided to accept Norma ceased to be a separate person and became the possession of his Death Knight, Karthus.

But now, this damned bitch is actually throwing herself into Qin Chu's arms?

How dare she?

Unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable!

Indescribable murmurs echoed in Karthus's ears, and the bizarre visions before his eyes Wrath Karthus, filling Wrath with murderous intent.

Originally, Karthus couldn't understand the meaning of those mysterious murmurs.

But, at some point, he had an epiphany.

It's like a voice is roaring in your ear in the wildest voice:

Hate! Fight! Slaughter!

The sound of gushing blood and breaking bones is the best prayer!

Adorn your body with the heads of your enemies; fill your thirst with crimson blood!

Suddenly, Karthus raised his head. The dark prison was now filled with a crimson light. His eyes trembled as he stared at the Void above him, as if he could see a blurry but majestic figure sitting high on a throne made of countless heads.

Pieces of skin, covered in thick, sticky blood, began to peel off Karthus's body, layer by layer, piece by piece, falling into the sewage below with a dripping sound and splashing a small amount of water.

More and more, faster and faster.

On the face, arms, body...