A Single Hair on the Right Hand of God

He wanted to escape!

He fled.

Right in front of Qin Chu, this strange Evil Infant made no special movements whatsoever. With a whoosh, its body transformed into a dense shadow and flew backward at an incredibly fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, it was about to be swallowed up by darkness.

Once this thing escapes, given enough time, it has the potential to become the most powerful being on the Skyvault Continent.

The Goddess's Hair swayed gently in mid-air.

The hair strands began to split rapidly, one into ten, ten into a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand...

The hair is starting to grow longer.

For a moment, the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of silver ocean.

Like the Milky Way, it flew directly across the sky, its silvery-white light dispelling the darkness of the night.

The Evil Infant fled quickly, but the Goddess's Hair pursued it even faster.

Qin Chu could feel his arm visibly withering away... This wretched Goddess's Hair was actually using his own blood as energy.

Is that really the Goddess of Holy Light? Are you sure it's not some Evil God female deity?

Qin Chu couldn't help but complain in his heart. It felt like a water pump had been installed inside his body, and his blood was flowing out at an extremely fast speed. Qin Chu felt dizzy.

However, the power of Holy Healing can replenish the blood drawn from the body in time, so the patient will not die from excessive blood loss in the short term.

Qin Chu's eyes were fixed on the distance.

The Evil Infant seemed to sense the approaching energy behind it, and it accelerated again, but the Goddess's Hair had already completely enveloped that area like a net.

In the next instant, thin white threads wrapped around the Evil Infant's body.

The goddess's hair touched the blasphemous slime on the Evil Infant's body, producing a sound like corrosion, and large plumes of white smoke rose into the air.

The Evil Infant seemed to feel pain, crying out in agony. It wriggled its limbs and struggled, and some strands of its hair were even broken off.

Just then, Qin Chu suddenly felt another violent fluctuation within his body, and a feeling of emptiness between his chest and abdomen.

A vibrant green sprout actually broke free from its body.

That was Sapling that had been hiding inside my body, stealing experience points...

This was the first time she had ever been separated from her own body.

With Sapling, the sapling floated above the Evil Infant, its three tender leaves swaying rapidly in the ripples.

To Qin Chu's astonishment, the Sapling rapidly grew, transforming into a towering tree in the blink of an eye.

The dense tree roots spread rapidly downwards, completely enveloping the Evil Infant beyond the Goddess's Hair, like a giant silkworm cocoon. Some roots even took root directly inside the Evil Infant's body.

In an instant, the Evil Infant was completely wrapped up like a dumpling, and had no strength left to struggle.

Then, the Sapling transformed into a towering tree, its trunk suddenly contracting, like a girl taking a deep, forceful breath...

Immediately, streams of energy began to flow into the Sapling through the dense tree roots.

This Greed little thing is devouring the Evil Infant's energy.

Qin Chu's lips twitched slightly. He really wanted to tell this Sapling: "Don't eat everything, you'll get a stomachache."

Even Qin Chu dared not casually use the Devourer to absorb the energy of Mavis, the Goddess Mother and the Evil Infant, fearing that the evil will contained within would erode his soul and will.

But unexpectedly, this Sapling was so indiscriminate in its consumption of both meat and vegetables, completely treating the Evil Infant as a tonic.

Squeak... Squeak...

The strange sound could be faintly heard.

Interspersed among them seemed to be the mournful cries of Evil Infant.

On the other side!

On a hilltop not far from the old church of the Earth Mother Church, a figure stood against the wind.

His face, covered in a thick beard, was turned toward the direction of the towering tree.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with a deep, unfathomable gaze; no one could fathom what was truly on his mind.

This is Wadsworth.

Emperor of the Orwell Empire.

Although Nicholas's Message Magic was forcibly interrupted by Mavis, Wadsworth at least overheard a few words: the old Earth Mother Church...

These few words were enough for Wadsworth to determine Mavis's location.

Wadsworth hadn't expected that the Hero would arrive before him.

Wadsworth, who had wanted to rush over and fight alongside the Hero, stopped in his tracks.

He wanted to see the true strength of this Hero.

The outcome of the battle left Wadsworth speechless. Mavis's power had definitely reached, or even exceeded, level ninety... This made Wadsworth somewhat regretful. If he had treated Mavis better, would this woman have remained devoted and loyal to him?

In that case, the empire would have two experts above level 90, giving it an absolutely powerful and transcendent status throughout the entire Skyvault Continent.

Neither the Holy Church nor the Earth Mother Church can pose a threat to the Empire.

Unfortunately, it's too late to think about these things now.

Now, the most important thing is the Hero.

Although he had four helpers, Qin Chu's ability to suppress Mavis was enough to prove that this Hero was stronger than imagined, showing significant improvement compared to his duel with the First Prince.

In particular, who is that strange woman with chains wrapped around her body? I've never seen her before.

Furthermore, what power is behind that silvery river-like light?

What is that suddenly appearing big tree?

This Hero displayed far too much mystery, which made Wadsworth increasingly wary of Qin Chu.

This man could very well become his biggest obstacle.

For a fleeting moment, a hint of murderous intent even flashed in Wadsworth's eyes...

Mavis is finished.

After confirming the result, Wadsworth silently turned and left, returning to his bedchamber.

With a wave of his hand, the smooth floor of the palace suddenly split open in the middle, revealing a black hole leading underground.

Hidden within lies the most terrifying secret of the imperial family!

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Chapter 288 A Hair on the God's Right Hand (3)

The passageway leading to the underground chamber is filled with countless restrictions, numbering at least a hundred in total.

Every restriction and trap is deadly.

Even Wadsworth had to be extremely careful to get through this passageway.

After an unknown amount of time, Wadsworth finally arrived at the deepest part of the underground, a vast area that resembled a huge plain, stretching across the entire Imperial Palace and even the Imperial City.

With so many people living atop the Imperial City of the Orwell Empire, who could possibly guess that the ground beneath their feet is hollow?

Inside the underground space was a huge, semi-transparent light shield.

That was the last barrier. This barrier itself wasn't particularly lethal; it was purely there to isolate the aura emanating from the enormous creature within it.

If it weren't for the restrictions, the aura emanating from this thing alone would have been enough to create a storm that would have reduced the entire Imperial City to dust.

This wasn't the first time Wadsworth had seen this thing, but even so, seeing it again still gave him a palpable sense of oppressive power.

Thump... Thump...

He could even feel his heart pounding violently in his chest from fear and shock.

That was a huge arm... a right hand!

It is said that these are the remains of a god.

Wadsworth was tall and strong, but compared to this behemoth, he was not even as big as the other's fingernail, which shows just how exaggerated his right arm was.

A thousand years ago, this right arm suddenly fell into the Imperial City of the Orwell Empire, smashing through the earth.

Large areas of the Imperial City were destroyed, and countless nobles and commoners were killed or injured. It is said that the destructive power was no less than that of a meteorite impact.

The ancestors of the Abshien Family sealed off the spot where the arm had fallen and built the present-day Imperial Palace on the ground.

They also silenced all those who knew about it, making the arm a secret known only to the Abshien Family.

They could sense the boundless energy contained within this arm; if they could master this energy, they would be invincible.

Don't just say it's only the Skyvault Continent.

Even becoming a god high in the heavens doesn't necessarily mean there's no hope.

This secret has been passed down through generations, and only the emperor of the empire is qualified to know it.

Over the next thousand years, the Orwell Empire saw dozens of emperors, almost all of whom were exceptionally talented and outstanding, among the best in the Skyvault Continent in terms of both their innate abilities and strength.

In order to absorb and utilize the power within this arm, they conducted countless studies on it.

But the final result was tragic.

More than ten emperors lost control of their consciousness and went completely insane while trying to absorb the power from the arm.

Three emperors died from their bodies exploding because they could not withstand the surging energy.

Two unfortunate individuals even died in the trap leading to this arm...

After becoming emperor, Wadsworth began to study the various research results left by his ancestors.

He hadn't originally planned to touch the arm so soon; even through the barrier, he could feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from it... But now, Wadsworth couldn't resist.

The Hero displayed overwhelming power and an exaggeratedly rapid rate of progress that was almost despair-inducing.

There are too many secrets hidden within this Hero, Wadsworth senses that after all the Magic Creature are defeated, this Hero will become his greatest enemy.

By then, my strength will probably be less than that of an ant in the face of Hero.

He wants to become stronger.

Taking a deep breath, Wadsworth calmed his wildly beating heart and waved his hand to dispel the restriction in front of him.

Buzz...

A dense, oppressive aura swept over us.

Wadsworth's legs buckled, and he knelt directly on the ground.

His strength could be said to be at the pinnacle of humanity, but at this moment, even Wadsworth could not withstand this pressure, and he was far inferior to the Demon King Nag of the Demon King's Palace.

His face was contorted with pain, and the surging breath felt like steel needles piercing Wadsworth's eyes, causing drops of blood to continuously roll down from the corners of his eyes.

In his hazy vision, he seemed to see the arm as if it had come alive.

Even after thousands of years, this arm shows no signs of decay.

The individual hairs on his arms were still fluttering.

It seemed as if this arm could break through layers of restrictions at any moment, soaring into the sky and bringing destruction to the Skyvault Continent.

He was half-lying down, letting out a roar, his fists clenched to support his body.

He tried with all his might to get up from the ground, but the heavy pressure pressed down on Wadsworth's back, making him unable to move at all. His head was even lower and lower, almost touching the cold stone slab.

Click...

Under the invisible pressure, the floor below his knees cracked.

He didn't want to succumb to this pressure; he still wanted to hold his head high with pride.

He was even trying very hard to move his knees, inching closer to the God's Right Hand.

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

Each time a fist and knee made contact with the ground, it produced a dull thud.