Mother Goddess Mavis-An Unprecedentedly Powerful Enemy!

What kind of people were they? Most of them were wearing armor, almost all of them soldiers or mercenaries. Their movements were stiff, their faces were numb, and their eyes were dull and lifeless in the moonlight.

If it weren't for the fact that their bodies could still move, they would be treated like puppets manipulated by strings.

Those were people who had long been controlled by the Witches' Association.

Just as Qin Chu predicted, Mavis was no fool. She arranged for a large number of people to cause trouble in the Imperial City, not only in the Imperial Palace and the Hero's Palace, but also by having a group of controlled soldiers roaming the Nobles' District of the Imperial City.

They were like Death God in the night, killing anyone they saw.

This was solely to create greater chaos in the city and draw the soldiers' attention to the city itself.

Mavis didn't want to avoid preparing more nourishment for the Divine Descent Ritual, but... those women might not be able to withstand it.

Although these intruders looked somewhat strange, Ekaterina remained fearless, dragging her heavy sword as she walked forward step by step.

The large group of stiff puppets' eyes began to turn increasingly red. A few seconds later, they suddenly opened their mouths, waving their weapons and charging towards Ekaterina with shrill screams.

Their orders were to eliminate all life in the palace.

Buzz...

Crimson flames spread across the Flamebreaker Greatsword.

The bright firelight even dispelled the surrounding darkness, Ekaterina finally lifted the heavy two-handed sword, holding it horizontally in front of her chest.

The next second, with a swing of the greatsword, a crimson semicircular arc, radiating heat, instantly tore through the darkness before them.

"Flame... Slash!"

Laugh!

The sword light swept across, instantly slicing dozens of figures a hundred meters away in half.

The heavy armor on his body offered absolutely no protection; the wounds where his body was severed were directly burned into black charcoal by the flames.

Inside the Imperial Palace.

Wadsworth stood at the very top.

Because all the Imperial Guard had been deployed to search for Mavis's whereabouts, the Imperial Palace's defenses were weaker than ever before, and for a time, those manipulated, corpse-like things actually managed to break in.

Watching the large number of princes and princesses screaming in panic during the attack, Wadsworth sighed helplessly.

He clearly had dozens of sons, but almost all of them were idiots.

These invaders weren't very strong; the attackers could have easily handled them if they had just performed at their normal level. However, they were terrified by the gleaming knives in the invaders' hands.

Only a handful of princes had the courage to organize their guards and launch a counterattack.

Wadsworth named his sons as candidates for the next throne.

The most dazzling one among them is still Princess Carol.

However... Wadsworth frowned. He shouldn't do something like laughing triumphantly while dragging a corpse around with a whip wrapped around its head.

People would really think I'm a pervert if I did that.

Wadsworth couldn't help but think of the First Prince again. Although that guy had caused him a lot of trouble and had a terrible personality, at least... the First Prince's talent and strength were undeniable. In this situation, he would definitely be at the forefront, and might even organize his brothers to launch a counterattack...

It's a pity he was killed by Qin Chu.

No, there's nothing to regret.

Since Mavis is the vice president of the Witches' Association, it's still uncertain whether the child is actually hers.

Hateful!

The hat on his head made Wadsworth's neck ache.

After dealing with Mavis, we must strengthen the management of the harem and absolutely not allow such a thing to happen again.

Almost at the same time, a group of elite soldiers finally located the site of the Earth Mother Church Cult.

Even from a distance, you could see that the old church, which should have been deserted and dark, was actually flickering with a faint light.

The leading soldier frowned slightly, waved his hand, and a dozen of his men quickly approached. When they peered through the window and saw the scene inside, they were all dumbfounded.

God, what did they see?

In the main hall of the old church, hundreds of figures were entangled together, copulating as casually as stray dogs on the street.

The scene was devoid of any beauty or allure; it was only eerily unsettling.

The men's bodies had mostly become thin and withered, their skin clinging tightly to their skin.

His body was covered in dirt and blood.

Yet, their eyes still held a fervent intensity, like a group of machines, their bodies swaying frantically even as their legs trembled.

They didn't even notice that blood was constantly flowing from their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and that their lives were almost over.

Furthermore, the hundreds of dried-up corpses lying on the ground were nowhere to be seen.

Meanwhile, the women were indulging in their pleasure, unaware that their bodies were already exhausted. Some of the noble ladies were even lying motionless on the ground, their chests no longer rising and falling, clearly dead.

Fresh blood flowed down the depressions in the ground.

It formed a scarlet pattern, filled with eeriness and gloom.

What an evil celebration!

Right in the center of the magic circle was a tall woman with a swollen belly. Dark purple threads were wrapped around her upper body, while crimson blood threads were wrapped around her lower body.

A twisted smile was visible on the face peeking out from beneath the disheveled long hair.

The eerie scene sent chills down everyone's spine.

The leader's throat bobbed incessantly, as if something was blocking his throat. He took a slight step back, picked up a magic scroll, and pressed one hand to his ear.

This leader's name is Nicholas.

Originally, he was a guard by the Hero's side, and at least on the surface, his relationship with the Hero was quite good.

It was only because Nicholas chose to side with the eldest prince in the conflict between the eldest prince and Qin Chu that he provided the eldest prince with a large amount of intelligence.

Since the death of the eldest prince, Nicholas has been stripped of his original position.

However, this guy is quite capable. After all, he has been in the Royal Guard for so long. Although his power has decreased, he hasn't been completely stripped of his authority.

If I can report this intelligence in time, it will be a great achievement, and my position may even be promoted as a result.

Therefore, it is imperative to inform His Majesty the Emperor of what we have seen as soon as possible.

"Your Majesty, the Earth Mother Church is old..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Mavis, who was inside the old church, immediately sensed it.

She suddenly raised her head, and a sharp voice rang out. "No one can hurt my child."

Bang...

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible shockwave instantly spread out from inside the church.

The already dilapidated windows on both sides of the church could not withstand the force at this moment and shattered instantly. The group of soldiers felt as if their heads had been hit hard by a hammer.

Nicholas felt a blood-red blur before his eyes, and a liquid seemed to be flowing uncontrollably from his nostrils.

His body was sent flying by the violent impact.

Several seconds passed before he came to his senses and instinctively looked to his side. He saw his brothers lying on the ground, their eyes, noses, and mouths covered in blood, their faces deathly pale. They had lost their breath in just a few seconds and were clearly dead.

That is, Nicholas, the strongest, and because he was a little too far from the window, he barely survived.

"Die!"

Another sharp shout came from inside the church, and Nicholas, who had just stood up, was sent flying by an invisible force, crashing heavily into a large tree behind him.

His waist was almost broken from the impact, and the excruciating pain made his face contort.

With a "pfft," he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, countless ice-white, cold, delicate, thread-like things climbed out of the old church windows.

That was Mavis's long hair, which seemed to have a life of its own and was growing rapidly, instantly climbing up to Nicholas, who was still writhing on the ground, and binding his body tightly.

No matter how desperately Nicholas struggled, it was all in vain; his hair, which should have been delicate and fragile, was as strong as a chain.

The hair was pulled tighter and tighter.

Nicholas's teeth were stained with crimson blood.

The creaking and cracking sounds inside his body were incessant; his bones were breaking one after another under the tightening force of his hair, and the excruciating pain made him scream in agony.

Broken bones pierced through flesh and blood, and in some places even through the skin, exposing the white bones.

That feeling was worse than death.

Just then, Nicholas, in excruciating pain, suddenly felt a shadow loom over him. He struggled to turn his head and finally saw several figures standing to his side and behind him.

The two beautiful women, who didn't seem human, were the Snow Woman Heloise and the Blood Elf Ieta.

Sylph, a proud elf and a member of the Hero's Party.

Right between Sylph, Heloise, and Ieta stood a tall, well-proportioned young man who seemed even more handsome than before.

Who else could it be but the Hero Qin Chu?

A sudden, dazzling hope shone in Nicholas's eyes. Hero had appeared; he was saved.

"Hero, save me..."

Nicholas opened his mouth wide and let out a mournful cry for help towards Qin Chu.

He felt as if his internal organs were about to be crushed; some hairs had torn his skin and cut into his flesh. It hurt so much.

Seeing Nicholas's miserable state and hearing Nicholas mournful cries, Qin Chu's lips suddenly curled into a smile.

Qin Chu still remembered that in the first playthrough, it was this Nicholas who killed Karin, the only girl who was willing to speak up for him when both her legs were broken and she could only move around in a wheelchair.

Qin Chu would never forget that even in the second playthrough, Nicholas betrayed his information to the Crown Prince and even cooperated with the Crown Prince's subordinates to frame him.

As expected, a leopard can't change its spots. Whether it's the first or second playthrough, Nicholas is just as despicable.

As for rescue?

Save your sister!

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Chapter 285 Goddess Mavis - An Unprecedentedly Powerful Enemy!

5)

When Nicholas saw Qin Chu appear, Nicholas felt he had found hope for survival. His eyes were filled with ecstasy, and he shouted loudly, hoping that Qin Chu could save him.

However, gradually, the hope and smile on Nicholas's face froze.

The Hero simply stood quietly behind, watching himself being tortured, unmoved; he was even laughing.

Why?

"Help me..." Nicholas cried out.

He could feel his life force fading, the excruciating pain becoming unbearable. "You are Hero, you must save me..."

The sound grew fainter and fainter.

"Just because I'm Hero, does that mean I have to save you?" Qin Chu spread his hands, asking with a hint of helplessness.

Nicholas was stunned. He couldn't understand. Wasn't Qin Chu, the Hero, responsible for saving everyone on the Skyvault Continent? He himself was a citizen of the Skyvault Continent, so wasn't it only natural for the Hero to save him?

This is something he has to do.

"Hey, Nicholas, let me ask you..." Qin Chu's lips still curled into a smile, but his voice was icy cold. "How does it feel to pierce a person's body with a spear, impaling them on the spearhead and watching them struggle?"

The agonizing Nicholas couldn't understand why the Hero would ask this question at this moment, as he seemed to have asked it before.

He enjoyed piercing his target's body with his spear, leaving the body suspended above the spearhead, and watching the opponent struggle like a worm; Nicholas felt a strange sense of excitement in doing so.

He knew this hobby wasn't good, but it was his own business and had nothing to do with the Hero.

"Help me..."