Athena Longs for Her Master's Holy Light to Purify Her (Continued)

All they knew was that behind Rosweisse was a powerful force, one that they could not contend with under any circumstances. Even Pope Augustus was nothing more than a lowly ant before such power.

In this situation, what else can you choose but to submit? Do you want to die?

Looking at the kneeling figures all around her, enjoying the worship of the crowd, Rosweisse trembled slightly. It wasn't fear, it was excitement.

This is exactly the scene she wanted to see.

Her vanity was satisfied like never before at this moment.

What she loved most was the admiration and praise of others. She had once obtained all of this by using her status as the Hero's lover when she was by Jello's side, but with Jello's death, all of this disappeared.

After the Second-Generation Hero Qin Chu appeared, she originally wanted to use Qin Chu to regain the glory she had lost, but that blind Qin Chu actually took a fancy to a lowly maid.

Instead of winning the honor, they lost face in front of everyone.

Rosweisse held a grudge against these things.

But now, she has gained more.

This was the first time Rosweisse had learned about her origins, and she never imagined that her background was so extraordinary.

The entire process lasted for an unknown period of time. Just when those kneeling around felt their bodies and minds were about to give way, the scarlet light finally faded away behind Rosweisse.

The thick dark clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, Thunder and Lightning ceased.

A hazy starlight once again enveloped the world.

The oppressive aura had vanished, but the crowd around them remained kneeling on the ground, looking at each other, none daring to rise.

Seeing the bishops, archbishops, and vice-commanders of the Holy Church around her in such a state, Rosweisse felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. This was exactly the feeling she wanted to convey.

It was as if she truly felt like a supreme empress, awe-inspiring and powerful.

"Gentlemen, please rise."

A voice filled with nobility and pride emanated from Rosweisse's mouth. After receiving Rosweisse's consent, the twenty-odd people stood up from the ground and looked at Rosweisse. Although she still looked like the saintess she once was, her figure had not changed at all; she was still well-proportioned and beautiful.

She was still dressed in a saint's robe, but the feeling she gave off was different from before.

At this moment, Rosweisse seemed to exude an astonishing charm, like a bewitching Witch, seducing everyone's gaze.

Seemingly sensing the odd looks from the crowd, Rosweisse smiled slightly.

That smile was breathtakingly beautiful, captivating all who beheld it.

Countless people felt their hearts inexplicably race, and some even dared not look at Rosweisse's stunning beauty.

Immediately, Rosweisse closed her eyes slightly, her stunning allure gradually subsided, and a few seconds later she reverted to her former innocent and pure saintly appearance.

However, this change only intensified the fear in everyone's hearts.

Douglas, who already considered himself Rosweisse's right-hand man, beamed with a morbid excitement. "Gentlemen, you all felt it, didn't you?"

"We are merely following the will of the gods. Augustus the real traitor, the rebel, the villain!"

"That bastard has taken control of Saintess Felice and wants to manipulate Princess Rosweisse through Felice."

"We absolutely will not allow this to happen."

"We must overthrow the blasphemer Augustus."

"Overthrow Augustus!" A group of bishops, archbishops, and Knight shouted in response to Douglas's voice.

However, the divine power had already faded.

The fear from before had subsided, and these seasoned veterans were starting to get their minds working. On one hand, Rosweisse did indeed have a powerful backer, and on the other hand, Rosweisse and Douglas had leverage over them, so obedience was the only option.

On the other hand, it also felt like if Augustus and Rosweisse were installed in power, what could a little girl like her possibly know?

By then, won't the entire Holy Church be under their control?

A group of people, each with their own ulterior motives, happily formed an alliance.

"Everyone..." After the crowd gradually calmed down, Douglas spoke again, "Right now, our most important task is to find the location of Saintess Felice and rescue Her Highness the Goddess's mother."

"Otherwise, if Augustus takes Saintess Felice hostage, we will be at a disadvantage."

"Augustus seems to have a secret room where Saint Felice is very likely imprisoned."

Mother?

This title made Rosweisse frown.

She lost her mother at a young age and was raised by nuns.

The word "mother" was completely foreign to her. Although Saint Felice seemed to be a very powerful person, she ultimately had no feelings for Felice.

She even felt a strange sense of irritation, and a thought involuntarily arose deep within her: how wonderful it would be if she didn't have the filthy human blood of Saint Felice, but only the blood of a god.

No matter how outstanding Felice is, she is still just a human being. The fact that human blood flows in her veins is a defilement of her nobility and sanctity.

"My most beloved child..."

Meanwhile, inside the Hero's Palace, Athena suddenly stood up, her voluptuous body swaying slightly.

Her chestnut-brown eyes swept across the surroundings, her expression unusually grave. Her pink lips parted sharply as she demanded, "Who is it?"

"Come out!"

The magic wand had already appeared in his palm, its Magic Power surging, causing the curtains to flutter. Under the moonlight, the room was filled with shadows, creating an eerie atmosphere.

There was no one else in the room but himself.

Only the candlelight flickered faintly, dispelling the darkness in the room.

Athena's throat bobbed slightly; the oppression in her heart had not lessened in the slightest, but rather intensified. The sound she had just heard was not an illusion.

She didn't even know where the voice came from, but she knew it was hostile. Although the voice sounded gentle and not violent, it instilled an instinctive fear in Athena.

Call...

Just then, a cold wind blew by, and everything in the room began to decay at a visible speed. The bed, the floor, the desk... dark, rotten traces began to spread like veins across the snow-white walls.

Athena's body trembled slightly, and a voice, carried by the wind, echoed in Athena ears:

"My dearest child..."

"Will you accept my power?"

This time, Athena heard it even more clearly than before. The intense fear in her heart made Athena scalp tingle, and her pale neck twitched rapidly. She knew that an indescribable, powerful, and terrifying being had already been watching her.

This was definitely not a pleasant thing for Athena.

Her gaze swept across the window, and she saw large patches of dark green and dark red, like fine dust, being carried into her room by the wind. Athena initially thought it was dust, but upon closer inspection, she was shocked to discover that they were tiny insects, even finer than a hair.

The sight of the densely packed, writhing mass sent shivers down Athena's spine and made her scalp tingle. At that moment, she made the right decision without hesitation; Athena turned and tried to leave the room.

However, just as Athena reached the door and before she could even open it, she saw a large number of tiny insects, like smoke, crawling in through the crack in the door and rapidly spreading throughout the room.

In an instant, tiny insects appeared all around Athena's body.

There were so many that almost the entire area Athena could see was filled with these tiny insects.

Athena didn't know who was targeting her, but she knew it was someone she couldn't possibly contend with.

Even so, Athena refused to give in.

Clenching her teeth, Athena spread her arms wide, and a crimson magical shield instantly enveloped her entire body, leaving not a single gap.

The moment the magic shield opened, a large number of insects immediately clung to it, momentarily obscuring its crimson color. At close range, Athena could clearly see the insects' appearance.

They look like flies with long bellies, but are smaller and have two sharp teeth on their heads.

The moment these insects attached themselves to the magic shield, the fire shield activated on its own, and bursts of flames instantly incinerated the insects into ashes.

Before Athena could even catch her breath, another layer of insects swarmed over her.

These tiny insects used their sharp teeth to continuously gnaw at the magic shield.

Crunch, crunch...

Strange and extremely unpleasant sounds kept drilling into Athena's ears, making Athena feel a sharp pain in her brain.

Even with its extremely sturdy fire shield, it seemed to be on the verge of collapse under the onslaught of these dense swarms of insects. Cracks were beginning to appear on the magical barrier, suggesting it could shatter completely at any moment.

Before her was a visual and auditory assault from countless insects... Meanwhile, deep within Athena's consciousness, evil was also corrupting her.

"Accept my power..."

"Accept my power..."

"Accept my power..."

That eerie voice, like a booming bell, exploded in Athena's mind, yet also like a soft murmur, echoed in Athena ears.

It sounded like a lover's whisper, yet also like a wild beast's Wrath roar.

"Get out... get out..." The piercing pain in her mind made Athena lose control; the magic wand fell to the ground, and she clutched her head, letting out the sharpest scream, "Ah..."

That eerie sound made Athena feel as if her soul was being torn to pieces.

Accompanied by that distorted sound, Athena seemed to see countless dense, dark green threads, like horsehair worms, wriggling in her brain, seemingly trying to pierce through her soul.

With each echo of the deepest voice in consciousness, the degree to which the soul is affected, interfered with, and eroded intensifies.

"Accept my power..."

"My dearest child..."

"Child... power... power... child... child..."

The sounds grew increasingly chaotic, countless voices echoing in my mind simultaneously, the reverberations tangled together, becoming exceptionally incoherent.

Athena had a feeling that it wouldn't be long before her consciousness was completely penetrated and her soul was completely eroded, at which point she would become a puppet manipulated by that mysterious being.

Her thinking ability is becoming sluggish, and even her consciousness is becoming lazy.

Stop resisting. It's not something you can resist. Just accept it; perhaps this is your Fate.

Isn't it tiring to live such a hard life? Perhaps Jello is just deceiving you, even Qin Chu... Qin Chu?

Suddenly, Athena raised her head, a fierce struggle flashing in her chaotic chestnut eyes...

No, we won't just give up like this.

She is Athena, an Archmage, and she will never give in so easily!

In the next instant, her fingers pulled a sharp dagger directly from her storage ring, her eyes filled with madness.

Without a moment's hesitation, Athena gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, and with a soft thud, the sharp blade pierced directly into one of her long, slender thighs.

Did you hit the bone?

A stream of bright red blood shot out instantly.

The jet-black magic robe was directly dyed a dark red color.

Then, a savage glint flashed in Athena's eyes as the short knife, embedded in her flesh, tore along the curve of her thigh.

The wound, about half a foot long, was dripping with blood.

His long legs were almost completely submerged in a pool of blood.

A strong smell of blood filled the room.

But Athena's face showed no pain whatsoever; instead, there was a strange excitement. With a thud, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground, and Athena collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily.

The swarms of flying insects in front of me vanished, as if they had never been there at all.

The eerie, distorted murmurs in my ears vanished completely at that moment.

Hahaha... Hahahahaha...

For a moment, Athena even had an urge to burst out laughing.

She didn't know what that thing that was trying to erode her soul was... but... this time, she won.

You know what, you idiot, I won.

Want to corrupt my soul? Bah, not so easy.

Bang!

Just then, the door was suddenly kicked open, and Qin Chu appeared in the doorway.

He was downstairs preparing to go to bed with Sylph.