Chapter One Is Here / Drained Dry (2)

Big Saya chuckled slightly, "Ah, it's nothing... It's just that, you know, Qin Chu is a young, vigorous, and strong man, and he... cough cough, his needs in that area are quite high."

"I must keep my promise to you and will never have anything happen between me and Qin Chu again, so I'm just sending them over to keep Qin Chu company." Big Saya honestly told her arrangements to show that she had nothing to hide from Little Saya.

"You can't possibly forbid Qin Chu from having anything with other girls, can you? That would be too domineering."

"Hmph, of course not."

Little Saya's face clearly showed disdain.

Ugh, disgusting man.

You'll die if you don't do it, right?

However, Little Saya was very satisfied with the fact that her other self kept her promise; she truly lived up to her reputation as her other self.

"Then can you tell me exactly how the Demon King Nag is a scoundrel?" Little Saya asked, bringing up something that concerned her.

"Hmm, that's a problem. No problem, I'll explain it to you slowly. First, there's that light red liquid he gave you."

Meanwhile, Qin Chu was still studying the Holy Light Scepter.

According to the instructions left by Augustus, the Holy Light Scepter was bestowed by the Goddess of Holy Light when the Holy Church was first established, and is a symbol of the Pope's supreme authority.

It can also be used to directly communicate with the Goddess of Holy Light.

"After Felice experienced that nightmarish ordeal, I tried countless times to pray to the Goddess of Holy Light through the Holy Light Scepter, denouncing the crimes of those Evil God, but I never succeeded."

"I have searched through the entire archives of the Holy See, and in the past thousand years, not a single pope has ever successfully made contact with the Goddess of Holy Light."

"As expected, legends are just legends after all."

"Perhaps the Goddess of Holy Light has long since abandoned this filthy world, no longer bestowing light upon the Skyvault Continent, nor guiding the people of this world forward."

From the contents left in the instruction manual, Qin Chu could feel a deep sorrow, pain, and helplessness.

After the nightmare that Saint Felice experienced, Augustus's first thought was not to seek revenge. He knew all too well the terrifying gap between himself, a mortal, and a god.

He prayed to a higher being to show mercy and punish evil.

But in the end, they can only be disappointed and despairing in their prayers, and then embark on a path that has no end, no hope, and no light—using a mortal body to pursue the power to fight against the gods.

No wonder you can't contact the Goddess of Holy Light; that goddess has been imprisoned, how could she possibly guide you?

Qin Chu muttered to himself, but even if the greatest function of contacting the Goddess of Holy Light was useless, the Holy Light Scepter itself was the top-tier, even the only top-tier magic wand, and its high-intensity amplification of magic was unmatched by other magic wands.

Qin Chu's fingers traced the smooth, warm scepter, his expression somewhat strange. If Augustus couldn't contact the Goddess of Holy Light, could he possibly succeed?

After all, he had already made contact with the Goddess of Holy Light before he even had the Holy Light Scepter. However, the beings in the Void had already set their sights on him, making it easy to accidentally trap himself by touching the scroll or peering into the Void.

Therefore, Qin Chu had not tried to contact the Goddess of Holy Light for a long time.

Sitting in the chair, leaning against the back, Qin Chu tossed the Holy Light Scepter up in his palm and then let it fall.

If it's accidentally dropped on the ground, it could be smashed to pieces.

It could be dangerous.

However, there are indeed some problems, and we want to get answers from the Goddess of Holy Light.

When the First Prince underwent a strange transformation and summoned the phantom of the Lord of Pleasure, the Goddess of Holy Light also projected her own avatar to help fight against it. When the First Prince was repeatedly invaded by evil spirits, the Goddess of Holy Light also helped to stop them.

But this time, with such a huge commotion from the Holy Church, God of Blood, Darkness, and Slaughter pouring their power into Rosweisse, the Goddess of Holy Light showed no reaction whatsoever, which was really quite strange.

The thought didn't last long; Qin Chu decided to give it a try.

Although Augustus did not believe in the legend of communicating with the Goddess of Holy Light, he still listed out everything, including how to make contact, how to draw the magic circle, and the incantation for prayer, without omitting anything.

Qin Chu cleared out a large area in the bedroom, and then, following the instructions, used the powder of Holy Crystal to draw a complex and intricate magic circle on the ground.

Immediately, Qin Chu, wielding the Holy Light Scepter, stood within the magic circle, channeling his own Magic Power into it while chanting an incantation... The so-called incantation was more like a hymn of praise to the Goddess of Holy Light, praising the supreme, benevolent, and compassionate Goddess of Holy Light throughout, and yearning for her mercy and blessings...

Moreover, it's very long.

This made Qin Chu, who never chanted spells when using magic, feel quite uncomfortable. Even following the instructions, he still made several syllable mistakes.

After many attempts, I finally managed to recite the hymn in its entirety.

Then Qin Chu looked around blankly. It was still the same bedroom, the same complicated magic circle on the ground, and he was still standing there dumbfounded, holding the Holy Light Scepter in one hand and standing there with his arms outstretched as if he was yearning for an embrace. There was not the slightest change.

As expected, it seems that contacting the Goddess of Holy Light is just a legend, and it's impossible to succeed.

Qin Chu was about to give up when he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his wrist. His eyelids twitched twice, and then he saw that the Goddess's Hair that had been wrapped around his wrist had been automatically activated.

The silvery-white thread surged rapidly from Qin Chu's wrist to the back of his hand, and then... wrapped itself around the Holy Light Scepter.

The next instant, a buzzing sound.

Suddenly, a vortex resembling a black hole appeared above the Holy Light Scepter.

Deep within the vortex, a dark and profound light shone, like a mysterious passage, its destination unknown.

Huh?

Qin Chu's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected there to actually be a reaction. Could this be considered a success?

The vortex seemed to be waiting for me to pass through it. Could the deepest part of this vortex be the path to the Goddess of Holy Light?

It was as if, with just a step, one could overcome the barriers of space.

But when the time came, Qin Chu hesitated.

This was somewhat different from what he had imagined about making contact with the Goddess of Holy Light.

Qin Chu originally thought that even if he made contact with the Goddess of Holy Light, it should be a connection at the level of consciousness, with the Goddess of Holy Light directly conveying Divine Oracle to his mind.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that they want his true form to go and meet the Goddess of Holy Light.

This is not a good thing.

Qin Chu had many things to consider. If he were to meet the Goddess of Holy Light in her true form... then where was the Goddess of Holy Light now?

Void, a prison.

That was no good place. Qin Chu hadn't forgotten his impression of the Void Prison: the huge, mottled bars, and the chains that coiled around the entire cage like giant pythons.

At the end of each chain lies an Evil God.

Are you kidding me? What if I get trapped in the Void Prison and can't get back?

The Goddess of Holy Light is powerful enough to withstand the corruption of the Evil God, but I cannot.

Therefore, although it seemed that he had easily accomplished what Augustus tried his whole life but failed to achieve, Qin Chu still decided to give up.

No, no... Although I have many questions, I'd rather die than go in this situation.

Qin Chu immediately prepared to leave the magic circle and then do whatever he needed to do, such as studying the other contents of the ring that Augustus left him.

Qin Chu was very interested in the Counter-Prophecy Art. It would be wonderful if Augustus leave behind this power, which was a level higher than Transcendent Magic. Qin Chu was very confident in his learning ability.

While inwardly grumbling to himself, Qin Chu lifted his foot.

However, before Qin Chu could even step out of the magic circle, the vortex diagonally above him suddenly began to spin at an extremely high speed. Qin Chu felt his body sway violently, and an astonishing force of attraction emanated from the vortex.

Judging from its appearance, the vortex seemed to want to devour him. Qin Chu's heart grew heavier, and his Battle Qi surged as he tried to forcefully break free from the vortex's restraints.

But at that very moment, a delicate, white hand suddenly reached out from the vortex.

Those fingers were slender, white, and long, as smooth and lustrous as jade.

Her delicate skin, without a single pore or flaw, seemed to be enveloped in a hazy glow.

Even just seeing this hand evokes a profound sense of awe, a beauty beyond compare.

The next instant, a slender hand grabbed Qin Chu's collar and dragged Qin Chu into the vortex with a whoosh.

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Chapter 400: Completely Exploited (2)

No, you...

Before Qin Chu could even utter a sound, an irresistible force surged from that delicate, fair hand, and in the next instant, he was completely submerged in the deep vortex.

Crossing this vortex was an unpleasant experience, like increasing the speed of a roller coaster on Earth by a hundred or a thousand times. Even with Qin Chu's strength, he felt a strong urge to vomit.

Within the vortex, all sorts of bizarre and dazzling colors shimmered.

It flashed rapidly before Qin Chu's eyes like lightning.

The eerie feeling made him lose track of time. Qin Chu had no idea how deep the vortex was, nor how long it had taken him to cross it.

It felt like only a short moment had passed, yet it also felt like a year or two had gone by.

Qin Chu slowly opened his eyes only when he felt a soft light shining on his face and eyelids, and he could even feel a warmth in his body.

In an instant, soft white light filled the entire space he could see. He even subconsciously raised his arm, trying to block the light shining on him.

He instinctively looked around, his feet on a floor as smooth as white porcelain, crystal clear with a hazy, milky sheen.

Above him was an endless Void. Perhaps only after truly arriving in such a place could one feel how vast the universe truly was. It was an indescribable sense of vastness and grandeur. Everything that could be seen before Qin Chu made him truly feel how insignificant he was.

Like a speck of dust in a vast desert, like a krill in the Endless Sea...

The enormous metal pillar, like a galaxy, stretches across the sky.

Qin Chu was stunned by the scene before him. He stood quietly on the smooth, white porcelain floor for a long time before looking to the side.

The moment his eyes met hers, Qin Chu felt his heart skip a beat, and he instinctively leaned back.

He found it hard to describe the feeling; it was like an ordinary human being suddenly confronted with a thousand-meter-tall statue...

However, what appeared before him was not a cold, hard statue, but a living being.

Although she was extremely tall, her perfect proportions still outlined a graceful and exquisite figure. Her body was like the finest white jade, delicate and flawless, without the slightest imperfection. A pure white long dress wrapped around her slender body, the hem of the skirt swaying gently.

Behind her, long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, swaying gently.

In an instant, Qin Chu felt as if his mind and soul had been stolen.

I just stood there, gazing at the beautiful scenery before me.

He knew what kind of being this was!

Goddess of Holy Light.

This wasn't the first time he had glimpsed the presence of the Goddess of Holy Light, but her unparalleled beauty still made Qin Chu feel his heartbeat becoming faster and faster... no, it was almost completely stopped.

Although the goddess's face was still shrouded in Holy Light, preventing Qin Chu from knowing just how beautiful it was, Qin Chu believed that no matter how captivating the face he imagined was, it couldn't compare to even a fraction of the goddess's beauty.

Qin Chu already knew exactly where this place was.

This is Void.

It is a prison that suppresses the Goddess of Holy Light.

The enormous metal pillars that stretched across the sky overhead were the bars of this cage.

And where I am now... Damn it, the floor I thought was as smooth as white porcelain is actually the palm of the goddess's hand.

Standing before the towering goddess, I felt as insignificant as a toothpick.

Qin Chu was somewhat annoyed, wondering if this could be considered blasphemy.

Speaking of which, the first time I used the Holy Light Scepter to contact the goddess, I actually arrived right in front of her... I wonder if Augustus would be so angry that he'd lift the lid of his coffin if he knew this.

Of course, Qin Chu also understood that the reason he was able to contact the goddess so easily was mainly thanks to the Goddess's Hair.

This strand of hair is more like a medium for communication between himself and the goddess.

Even though Qin Chu was incredibly bold, he couldn't help but feel a little awkward at this moment, unsure of how to start the conversation.

However, the goddess in front of him did not seem to feel angry or offended. She was faintly visible, and Qin Chu seemed to be able to sense a kind of happy emotion emanating from her tall figure.

Aside from the seven hideous monsters in the Void, she hadn't seen any real life for a very, very long time.

The goddess shifted her body slightly backward within the tall cage, her fair arm gently pressing down on the hem of her skirt at the knees, before slowly sitting down against the cage bars with her smooth back.

Because of this posture, the plain white dress is stretched taut, outlining a firm silhouette between the waist, hips, and legs.

Seriously, the hand that came out of the vortex before was so small, how come it's so big here? Isn't that a bit too scary?

Then, the goddess slowly raised her right hand. After a brief pause, as if worried about accidentally breaking Qin Chu, she curled up several fingers, leaving only her slender little finger. Her soft fingertip gently pressed and rubbed Qin Chu's head. Perhaps because being trapped here was so boring, the goddess seemed to have found a very fun toy.

To be honest, it felt a little strange.