Have You Fallen for Her? (4)

Ninety-nine? That's all? It would make her and Heloise, who are only in their eighties, look bad.

Just then, Ileta suddenly stretched her arms slightly. "Qin Chu was right, some little mice have sneaked in."

Well.

She sighed helplessly.

Although she is the Daughter of Death, she wields the power of death and purifies the souls of the dead.

But because she had witnessed so much death, Ileta did not like to see life disappear; in Ileta heart, every life was precious.

But when you want to take someone's life, you probably also lose the right to live.

Gazing out the window, she knew she would be very busy today, and she wasn't going to show those people much pity.

One by one, the thieves crept into the palace and were rapidly approaching the brightly lit hall.

Just as they were about to arrive, an extremely strange scene unfolded. Their figures seemed to be struck by some kind of force, and they felt a gust of cold wind brush against their faces. Their invisibility had been broken, and they could see at least a hundred thieves outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, these hundreds of thieves collapsed to the ground without suffering any attack whatsoever.

They died silently.

This bizarre manner of death is even more chilling.

Ileta floated lightly in mid-air and flew towards the door, her black skirt fluttering gently in the night breeze.

Seeing the mysterious woman suddenly appear, Carlos felt a sudden, inexplicable unease, and a chilling sense of dread washed over him.

Who is this woman?

There is no mention of this mysterious woman in the intelligence reports.

There seemed to be no special power emanating from this woman.

Even so, that feeling of fear lingered in my mind, refusing to dissipate.

A bad feeling quickly grew in my heart.

The deaths of hundreds of thieves did not stop even more adventurers from following behind. Under the moonlight, they formed a dark mass, surging across the ground like a dark tide.

As she watched that scene unfold, Ileta's expression grew increasingly sorrowful.

Her toes, encased in black stockings, lightly touched the ground in mid-air.

She's used to floating in the air and doesn't like wearing shoes.

The next instant, an invisible ripple spread out from the ground.

Swish...

It seemed as if a breeze had blown by.

Large groups of adventurers seemed to feel a chill, their bodies shivering slightly. In the next instant, their bodies stiffened, and the light in their eyes vanished.

Hundreds and thousands of figures fell to the ground in unison, like wheat being harvested, and there was no more movement.

Allowing these people to die without pain was already Ileta's greatest mercy. Compared to those on the Holy Church's side, they should be considered very fortunate, right?

The golden flames in Carlos's eyes flickered and contracted continuously.

He was scared.

My former confidence has vanished at this moment.

He can't see it, but he can feel it.

The rate of saliva secretion in the mouth is increasing dramatically, and the throat is constantly moving.

He could sense that a Thief Saint had silently crept up behind Ileta, his sharp dagger already aimed at Ileta back.

But before the tip of the dagger could pierce Ileta's skin...

The Thief Saint's body was forced to appear, as if someone had grabbed his neck. His body struggled desperately, and his face was filled with intense pain. Perhaps because of his great strength, the Thief Saint was able to hold on for a little longer.

But this is definitely not a good thing for him.

His immense power allowed him to clearly feel his life force being gradually drained and stripped away. In a short period of time, he could feel himself getting closer and closer to death.

Until the very end, the last glimmer of light in his eyes completely vanished.

Death continues to spread.

The remaining adventurers who had originally wanted to rush in were now trembling uncontrollably. They could fight mysterious, unknown beasts and terrifying Magic Creature.

They would not be afraid even if they attacked something more powerful than themselves.

These are adventurers, a group of lives that walk the line between life and death.

They were never afraid of death.

But now, they've chickened out.

This silent, silent death is even more terrifying than the sight of severed limbs and rivers of blood.

Their courage was crushed to dust in the silent death, their pride vanished, and driven by fear, these adventurers, who had been lured by profit, could no longer bear it. They dared not launch another attack and turned to run.

They just wanted to get as far away from this beautiful yet eerie woman as possible... but death was chasing after them.

All they could hear were the thuds of their companions falling to the ground behind them, and soon... it would be their turn.

Carlos's fists were clenched tightly, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. He didn't understand why this was happening. He had planned everything perfectly, but then this mysterious woman suddenly appeared and ruined everything.

Carlos wanted to rush forward and tear the woman to pieces.

But this woman gave him the creeps.

He could feel the approaching stench of death.

Finally, Carlos could no longer hold on, and with a flick of his toes, his body flew backward in an instant.

He knew he was doomed; leading adventurers to attack the Hero's mansion was an unforgivable crime in the current Skyvault Continent.

He was merely following Rosweisse's orders; Rosweisse is the real murderer. But how many people can truly judge Rosweisse, who should now be the Pope?

However, Carlos was also filled with intense resentment.

Unwilling to wander the world like this, he still had many wishes to fulfill. He wanted to take Natia with him, and even wanted to see that mysterious and beautiful woman again.

I loved them so deeply; they were simply bewitched by that despicable Hero using despicable means.

Sooner or later, Natia and Saya will realize how deep my love for them is, and they will be moved and accept me.

Carlos fantasized in his mind that, perhaps due to the modifications he underwent, Carlos mind had become extremely radicalized.

Will Natia agree? She definitely will. If she doesn't, then we'll have to take Natia away by force. There's no other way; I'm only doing this for Natia's own good.

Ileta did not pursue Carlos.

She will guard this mansion.

Inside the palace, Antasia and Angelica watched Ileta's methods with envy in their eyes. How wonderful it would be if they could possess such power themselves someday!

Angelica gently bit her lip, her figure bathed in the hazy moonlight. If she could possess power like Ileta's, could she stay by her master's side at all times?

Perhaps influenced by Angelica's hopes, the hazy moonlight gradually transformed into wisps of energy, seeping into Angelica's fair and delicate skin.

Having been stuck at level 79 for so long, there were now faint signs of a loosening.

On the other side.

The Holy Church.

Qin Chu praised the Sapling, and the little thing seemed very happy, its branches and leaves rustling as it swayed.

This appearance aroused Saya's curiosity. Saya considered herself to be quite knowledgeable, but she had never seen such a bizarre being before.

He took the heart from the Sapling's hands.

Dark red liquid dripped down the veins.

Rosweisse's sacrifice to the Void was forcibly interrupted by the Sapling, and her heart, which was to be offered as a sacrifice, was stolen, preventing the sacrifice from being fully completed.

Qin Chu had no idea what the effects of this sacrifice would be, and Rosweisse had already disappeared.

Even more bizarrely, the heart was still beating.

I don't know what happened, but my heart is beating abnormally fast, a rate that only occurs during strenuous exercise.

"Miss Saya, do you think Rosweisse is dead?" Qin Chu raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Saya said with a smile, shrugging her shoulders.

Too.

"Tell me, what would happen if I just crushed this heart?" Qin Chu asked with some suspicion, wanting to ask the knowledgeable Saya for advice.

Chapter Three is presented here.

Chapter 387 Have you fallen for her? (4)

Saya is the most clear-headed and strongest of all the Witch, and is knowledgeable and well-informed.

Asking Saya for help with anything you don't understand is a good option.

Although the other Saya inside Qin Chu's body was jumping around and quite dissatisfied with Qin Chu and this Saya chatting and laughing so easily, her little fists were clenched, complaining that Qin Chu was fickle and a scumbag.

Saya tilted her head cutely, her expression somewhat suspicious, as if she were thinking about something. After a few seconds, she slowly spoke, "I've never encountered a heart like this before, one that can still beat even after being detached from the body."

Their knowledge and experience are nowhere near as good as ours.

This was the second time Qin Chu had seen this; the first one had already been devoured by Qin Chu.

As for this, Qin Chu had absolutely no intention of swallowing it; he even felt a little nauseous.

It wasn't just because of the bloody heart, but also because of Rosweisse herself.

Even with women like Athena, Sylph, Ekaterina, Qin Chu would use all sorts of methods, but with Rosweisse, Qin Chu couldn't even muster the slightest Desire.

Now, Qin Chu even hoped that Rosweisse wouldn't die so soon.

He would much rather Rosweisse gather all the Soul Fragment, and then, just when she thought she had grasped hope, crush those fragments one by one, watching Rosweisse scream in agony, despair, and collapse.

Then he would bring Rosweisse to the Demon King and tell her Rosweisse the Jello she was looking for was likely inside.

Let Jello see just how filthy and ugly Rosweisse is now.

Saya had no idea what Qin Chu thinking, but judging from the slight flicker in his eyes, she could vaguely sense that it was something rather unpleasant. Saya composed herself and said, "In short, I'm not entirely sure either, but this should be a good test subject. If I could use it to study it, perhaps..."

Suddenly, Saya realized that something was off about what she had said.

A blush instantly spread across her fair face. Using a still-beating heart as a guinea pig—would Qin Chu think she was some kind of perverted woman because of this?

For some reason, Saya didn't want this man, whom she found very approachable, to have a bad impression of her.

Fortunately, Qin Chu remained unmoved, which reassured Saya somewhat.

A test subject?

Qin Chu smiled as he stared at the heart. He could feel an unprecedented loathing for it deep within his consciousness. His fingers trembled slightly, and strength surged up from time to time, as if he wanted to crush the heart completely.

"Saya is such a beautiful girl, she's really not a good match for this kind of bloody stuff," Qin Chu said.

Saya puffed out her cheeks.

Although she is called Witch, she hasn't actually done many bad things. While many people have died at her hands, most of them were just people who overestimated their abilities and insisted on eliminating evil. Even when she entered human cities, she never caused widespread destruction; she simply enjoyed the delicious milk tea and cakes.

His only hobby is conducting various experiments and researching different kinds of magic and potions.

And now Qin Chu is saying this to me.

Saya was a little unhappy.

"Moreover, I suspect this thing might be related to some strange and evil power. I possess the power of Holy Light, so even if I were invaded by something strange, I could still withstand it. Although Miss Saya is very strong, even stronger than me, she might not be able to resist such an invasion. So, let's keep this thing with me," Qin Chu continued.

Saya's unhappiness disappeared.

So that's the reason?

Why can't we state this reason first?

"Speaking of which, who exactly was that woman just now?" Saya sensed something was off and subconsciously changed the subject.

"Former Saint Rosweisse of the Holy Church"