The Empress's Madness / The Heartbeat of the Son of God

Watching the wooden statue slowly turn its head to look at him, even revealing a smile.

Even though Qin Chu had experienced a lot, this scene still made his scalp tingle.

Before his eyes, all sorts of images began to appear, as if countless graceful figures were dancing around him, and everywhere he looked there were beautiful women, their fair bodies twisting and turning freely, displaying the most beautiful scenery.

An alluring fragrance filled the nasal cavity.

The women were getting closer and closer to Qin Chu.

Qin Chu could sense that something was very wrong. He wanted to get away, but his legs felt like they were made of lead and he couldn't move at all. He could only watch helplessly as one after another, the most beautiful women who perfectly matched his fantasies swayed their graceful figures and leaned against him.

You can feel a soft and elastic texture on the back.

On both sides were bewitching women with alluring faces.

What is a haven of tenderness?

This is the land of gentle comfort.

The alluring, delicate voice echoed in my ears, like feathers teasing my heart, making the flames in my heart burn even hotter.

This is a paradise that could make any man fall into its trap.

Qin Chu knew this was an illusion.

This is the influence that eerie statue had on me.

But breaking free from this illusion is not easy. It is completely different from the illusions Qin Chu had encountered before; it is more real and more dangerous.

As the actions of the women appearing before him became increasingly outrageous, Qin Chu suddenly bit his tongue.

A piercing pain shot through him, and coupled with Qin Chu's exceptional mental strength, the illusion shattered.

The faces of those beautiful, graceful women suddenly turned ferocious; they seemed to transform into twisted demons, baring their sharp nails and screaming as they lunged at Qin Chu.

But before their fingernails could even touch Qin Chu's body, the figures of these women shattered like mirrors struck by a heavy blow, disappearing completely with piercing screams.

Call...

Qin Chu let out a long breath. He could feel the veins on his forehead bulging. His whole body had just endured tremendous pressure in a short period of time, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Beside him, Carol, Angelica, and Wadsworth were looking at Qin Chu with strange eyes. They could see that Qin Chu's dark eyes were bloodshot, each line clearly visible.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Wadsworth asked quickly. "Ever since you saw that statue, you've been acting a bit strange..."

Qin Chu did not answer, but just looked at the statue in front of him. The statue had completely returned to normal, as if everything he had seen before was just an illusion.

Then... Qin Chu stepped forward, grabbed the statue, and pressed it headfirst into the mud, making the entire statue filthy.

Not satisfied with that, he saw a latrine in the distance, and with a casual flick of his wrist, he threw the statue directly into the latrine with a bang.

Are you not a deity who controls Desire, elegance, and the power of nobility?

Then go and be elegant and noble in the cesspool.

He seemed to hear a frantic roar, but he wasn't sure if it was just Qin Chu imagination.

Oh shit.

Qin Chu spat.

This action left Wadsworth and the others looking at each other in bewilderment. Even though it was a statue of Evil God, wasn't throwing it directly into a cesspool a bit too much?

"Heh..." Qin Chu grinned, "The will within that thing just now tried to erode my soul, so I was just giving it a little return gift."

After giving a brief explanation, Qin Chu glanced around again. "Brother, it seems your empress isn't here. She probably guessed her identity had been exposed, so she found a place to hide."

"The rest is up to you, bro. If you need any help with the results, feel free to contact me anytime."

Search and investigation are Wadsworth's strengths.

As Emperor Wadsworth, he controlled the most powerful intelligence agency in the entire Orwell Empire. Utilizing the power of these intelligence agencies was far better than blindly trying his luck everywhere.

Upon reaching Angelica, Qin Chu embraced her shyly, nodded goodbye Angelica and Carol, Wadsworth then carried Angelica back to the palace.

They remained silent the entire way.

Angelica leaned quietly against Qin Chu's chest; she could clearly hear Qin Chu heartbeat.

Her little hands clutched Qin Chu's clothes, a happy smile on her face.

She loved this feeling; even if it wasn't sexual pleasure, just being gently held like this made Angelica feel happy.

"Master, I can walk by myself..." Angelica said softly. As a maid, it was unacceptable for Angelica master to carry her.

"Are you planning to wobble and stagger all the way home until tomorrow morning?" Qin Chu raised an eyebrow and said softly.

Angelica puffed out her cheeks. She knew her master meant well, but could she have phrased it in a gentler way?

"Anjie..."

Angelica's delicate body trembled slightly; she could sense that Qin Chu's tone had become serious.

"Hmm..." she hummed in response.

"I remember I told you that before, didn't I?"

"No matter what happens, you must put your life first. Intelligence is important, but your life is more important," Qin Chu said quietly.

Angelica bit her lip, unsure how to answer.

Qin Chu did say those words, but under those circumstances, Angelica only wanted to know the other party's detailed plan and didn't want her master to be harmed. How could she have had time to think about these things?

"I was wrong," Angelica, admitting her mistake.

But what I was really thinking was that if I encountered this situation again, I would probably make the same choice.

"Since you've made a mistake, you must accept the punishment."

Punish?

Angelica's eyes widened. What kind of punishment would they give? Her small hands instinctively covered her backside. Was she going to get a spanking?

If you're going to hit me, please go easy on me.

Just as Angelica was feeling scared, Qin Chu suddenly lowered his head and kissed her pink and white lips.

Meanwhile, Wadsworth remained quietly inside the Imperial Palace.

Just as Qin Chu had predicted, Wadsworth dispatched all his intelligence personnel to search for Queen Mavis's whereabouts.

At the same time, they began arresting the members on the list Angela left behind before her death.

However, Wadsworth's expression gradually became more and more unpleasant.

"Your Majesty, Princess Penny is not in the palace. According to her maid, she left the Imperial Palace this afternoon, apparently to meet with some close friends."

"Your Majesty, Princess Jennifer is not in the palace..."

"Her Highness the Thirteenth Princess is not in the palace."

Intelligence agents kept bringing bad news: two princesses and a princess on the list, like Queen Mavis, had all disappeared and their whereabouts were unknown.

Wadsworth's face contorted, his fists clenched.

But as more and more news came in, Wadsworth's expression grew increasingly grim.

"The Marquis Michelle's wife and daughter left the mansion in the afternoon and their whereabouts are still unknown."

"All seven of Earl Yellen's wives have disappeared."

"All six daughters of Viscount Alar have disappeared..."

All the people on Angela's list have disappeared, and without exception, they all left the mansion this afternoon and have not been found since.

It seems that Angela and Sharon were treated as expendable pawns from the very beginning.

While the two women were preparing to eliminate Qin Chu with their own hands, Mavis had already begun arranging the next step of her plan: to evacuate the members of the Bliss Witch Coven from the Imperial Palace in advance. It would be best if Angela and Sharon succeeded, but if they failed, Mavis had a backup plan.

Even throughout the entire Imperial City, all members of the Witches' Association belonging to Mavis were evacuated.

What exactly does this woman want to do?

Wadsworth frowned.

Suddenly his eyes widened as he recalled the three photographs he had seen in the Empress's palace: one of her son, one of Qin Chu, and one of himself.

Then I thought of Angela's death.

That foolish and pitiful queen wanted to give birth to Divine Embryo and bring the bloodline of the gods into this world, but in the end, due to her own insufficient strength and lack of nourishment, all that was born was an irregular lump of flesh.

Instead of Divine Embryo, a freak was born.

Wadsworth felt as if a piece of his chest had been hollowed out, a suffocating discomfort that made his breathing turn into gasps.

His face paled, and the thoughts that surfaced in his mind sent chills down his spine. Queen Mavis, could she really be planning a Divine Descent Ritual? Did she really intend to bring the bloodline of Evil God into this world?

Is she crazy?

Did she not know how terrible the consequences would be?

One queen, one princess, two queens... plus 646 noble ladies and young women on the list provided by Angela.

Angela's list did not include civilians, but Wadsworth sensed that the number of the Witches' Association followers among the civilians was probably even greater.

If it were Mavis, she would definitely be a superior mother figure to Angela.

With hundreds or even thousands of Witch and ten or even dozens of times more men, the nourishment might already be sufficient.

On the other side!

There stands a tall church near the walls of the Imperial City.

This is the former site of the Earth Mother Church.

The church of the Earth Mother Church in the Orwell Empire was once located in this place. However, as the power of the Earth Mother Church continued to expand, this church, which could only accommodate a few thousand people, was clearly no longer worthy of the status of the Earth Mother Church. Therefore, it took a lot of money and decades to build the magnificent building that exists today.

The original site, however, is completely abandoned.

Of course, even though it was abandoned, it was still the property of the Earth Mother Church.

But today, this abandoned church is bustling with people.

In the dim space, torches flickered with bright flames, and figures cast long, crisscrossing shadows on the ground, like ghosts.

The entire church was filled with women's screams and men's roars.

The firelight shone on the woman's fair skin, making it appear even more dazzling.

Who was the most popular among them? It was Princess Penny, Princess Jennifer... Dozens of figures surrounded her tall, voluptuous figure.

There were noble sons, strong and sturdy soldiers, and even a large number of lowly, filthy commoners.

Indulgence and depravity.

Those commoners seemed to have been temporarily brought in to make up the numbers; they weren't even followers of the Lord of Pleasure. But when had these commoner men ever seen such beautiful bodies?

That was something that would normally be considered blasphemous even to glance at, yet now it was freely writhing in front of him.

Who could withstand such stimulation?

It wasn't just the two princesses; many other young ladies and wives from noble families were in the same situation.

Everyone stood in a huge circle around them.

Right in the center of the circle was the woman who had frozen Angelica earlier, the Queen of Wadsworth, the mother of the eldest prince, Mavis.

Looking at the utterly insane scene around her, Mavis's lips curled into a twisted smile.

She could feel tiny, delicate strands of air drifting and gathering around her.

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Chapter 283 The Heartbeat of the Son of God (3)

Both men and women were immersed in madness, reveling in unbridled indulgence.

They don't care who the person in front of them is, or how dirty or rude he/she is; they only want to enjoy themselves, recklessly abandoning all moral and legal constraints.