Sylph's Last Treatment / Athena's Final Treatment (2)

Looking down, Qin Chu saw his palms trembling involuntarily.

Now, all he can do is try his best to erase all traces of the Evil God left on the Skyvault Continent.

Besides...

Suddenly, Qin Chu took a deep breath and sat up from the bedside. In his hand appeared the Holy Light Scepter, a symbol of the Holy Church's supreme authority.

He began to chant rapidly a hymn of praise to the Goddess of Holy Light.

The poem was clearly very complicated, even difficult to pronounce, but at this moment, Qin Chu's speech was exceptionally clear, without the slightest hesitation, unlike his previous stumbling and stammering manner.

In a very short time, Qin Chu had finished chanting.

Buzz...

A strange yet familiar vortex appeared in front of Qin Chu.

As soon as he appeared, Qin Chu felt as if his heart had been violently impacted, his chest cavity collapsed instantly, and countless ribs were shattered into pieces.

His entire body couldn't withstand the terrifying force and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall behind him.

Dense cracks spread across the wall like a spider web.

With a loud "whoosh," Qin Chu spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if countless internal organs had been shattered into a bloody pulp.

The Holy Healing Authority is rapidly restoring this broken body.

Qin Chu slid down the wall, his body pressed against it. He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face showing no fear whatsoever, but rather a slightly sickly smile.

Is this the true power of Evil God? Even if what I'm feeling is just the aftermath of the aftermath of the aftermath...

He knew that on the other side of that vortex, a terrible war must be raging.

That's definitely not something I can get involved in.

He would never enter that terrifying vortex at this time, but causing a little trouble is always possible, right?

Qin Chu gasped for breath, his arms outstretched. The faith in Qin Chu Goddess of Holy Light that he had absorbed over the past long period of time flowed into the vortex and was quickly swallowed up.

"Veronica ..."

"Order all believers of the Holy Church to put down whatever they are doing, no matter how important, and pray to the Goddess of Holy Light."

"Your Majesty Edson, have all those in the kingdom who suffer from allergies cease their work and pray to the Goddess of Holy Light."

Qin Chu is using Message Magic to contact everyone he can reach.

Looking out the window, the milky white power of faith transformed into a hazy mist. Hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of believers were praying simultaneously. Faith, like clouds and mist, obscured the sky and, summoned by some force, began to surge in from all directions.

Faith is the source of the power of the Goddess of Holy Light.

"Sylph, get ready..."

"We'll begin your final treatment immediately!"

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Chapter 469 Sylph's Last Treatment

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The Exeter Kingdom.

King Edson was unaware of Qin Chu's true intentions, and even less understood why everyone should put down their work to pray. The Message Magic arrived suddenly and without a clear beginning or end. From the voice, one could sense that Qin Chu was extremely tense. He didn't even have time to explain the situation in detail.

However, the two parties are collaborators.

The Exeter Kingdom is a supporter of the Hero and the pope, Qin Chu is the Exeter Kingdom's backer.

Although King Edson did not believe that Qin Chu was capable of seeing what was happening thousands of kilometers away, he would not immediately resort to deception at the beginning of their cooperation.

As soldiers rushed through the royal city, the king's orders spread swiftly.

One by one, the residents put down their work, knelt on the ground in devout prayer, and offered their absolute loyalty to the heavens.

For the people of the Exeter Kingdom, who had just experienced the terror of death, their faith was undoubtedly the most devout.

No one will forget that on that night, under the crimson moon, the angel stood in the night sky, fighting against the Evil God.

Those were the servants sent by the Goddess of Holy Light to save the beings of the Lower Realm.

Right there in the imperial Imperial City, Veronica also received Qin Chu's order. The commander of this Knight Order also keenly sensed that something was off about Qin Chu's tone, as if something terrible had happened.

It seems that getting as many people as possible to pray is of great importance to His Holiness the Pope.

As a fanatical believer, Veronica would absolutely carry out His Holiness the Pope's orders without the slightest hesitation or compromise.

At Veronica's command, all the clergy put down their work and knelt on the ground to pray devoutly.

As for the elderly, this is even more true, since their daily work consists of receiving lectures and prayers, nothing more.

Veronica frowned as she looked around at the worshippers kneeling on the ground, chanting hymns of praise to the Goddess of Holy Light.

Not enough... not enough... still not enough.

Although it seems like a rather large number, Veronica always felt that it fell far short of the requirements and standards of the Pope's subordinates.

However, this alone is not enough to satisfy His Holiness the Pope.

As a subordinate, one should strive to do one's best when faced with tasks assigned by one's superior.

Gasping for breath, Veronica immediately dispatched a group of clergy to the most densely populated area of Commoners' District. These clergy carried nothing but storage rings filled with bread and milk.

Whether you are old or young, male or female... as long as you pray sincerely, you are a believer of the Goddess of Holy Light, and you will receive bread and milk bestowed by the Goddess of Holy Light.

This tactic seems rather shameless.

Bread and milk were absolute luxuries for ordinary people. Their most common food was rye bread, a hard, bran-mixed substance that could make your throat feel like it was being cut by a knife when you swallowed.

Even something as simple as rye buns might not be enough for a young adult to earn in a day, let alone fragrant bread and smooth milk.

Is it possible to receive the blessings of bread and milk simply by sincerely praying to the Goddess of Holy Light in one's heart?

Is there really such a good thing?

No one would refuse such a request; they hadn't been brainwashed... no, I mean educated, they hadn't received lectures, and they weren't as devout as those old people.

But if even one out of ten people is genuinely grateful for the blessings of the Goddess of Holy Light, then Veronica sees it as a huge success.

The tactic of using bread and milk is very effective.

Veronica arranged for more and more clergy to go to the Commoners' District to distribute food.

The Commoners' District, whose population was even larger than the total population of the Exeter Kingdom, came to a near standstill at this time. Everywhere, figures were kneeling on the ground, and the hymns of the Goddess of Holy Light echoed in almost every corner of the Commoners' District.

The power of faith reached an unprecedented peak at that moment.

Ordinary people could not see any trace of the power of faith, but now, with the unprecedented surge in faith, a large amount of faith has condensed in mid-air, gradually forming clusters of milky white thick clouds.

The Faith Cloud drifted through the sky toward the Hero's Palace, eventually forming a large funnel-shaped mist above it. Accompanied by violent rotation, it seemed to be completely swallowed up by some mysterious and powerful being.

The eerie scene stirred up fear among the common people in the Imperial City. With Veronica's promotion, it was even worshipped as a miracle, and their faith became even more devout.

Feeling the surging Faith River being swallowed by the vortex, Qin Chu's expression was extremely solemn. He didn't know how much help his actions would actually provide to the Goddess of Holy Light.

Do your best.

On the other side, in Sylph's room.

She had received her master's message, and her cheeks Crimson slightly. Although she sensed the strange fluctuations outside, she didn't think they had much to do with her.

For Sylph now, her master's orders are the only thing that matters.

Since she was going to serve her master Sylph naturally wouldn't neglect her duties. She carefully cleaned herself up and changed into a clean black and white maid outfit before heading to her master's bedroom.

She could tell how solemn her master's expression was.

Looking at the slender, graceful, and beautiful elf in front of him, Qin Chu took a deep breath and his expression gradually relaxed. Sylph, who had been watching her master, finally revealed a slight smile.

Her white-stockinged legs twirled lightly in her owner's arms.

"Sylph, this is your last treatment."

Qin Chu.

Sylph's pupils contracted slightly. She had already heard it in the Message Magic, but hearing her master say it aloud still made her tremble. The first thing that surged through her was a surge of ecstasy.

This means that the traces left by the Evil God in her body will be completely removed by her, and she will no longer have to live in fear, worrying every moment that she will become an ugly monster.

A slight sense of melancholy followed.

After the final treatment, there probably won't be another chance to use treatment as an excuse to be affectionate with its owner, right?

However, this was not a problem. Excuses were plentiful, and Sylph did not think her master would let such a beautiful elf go unpunished.

A confident smile appeared on her face. Sylph took a deep breath, gently pushed her master's chest with her small hand, and pushed her master's body down onto the bed.

Since this was her last treatment, Sylph wanted to leave her owner with the most beautiful memory.

Qin Chu's consciousness once again entered Sylph's Soul World.

This Soul World has become vastly different from before; the ground is dry and cracked soil, and the sky is gloomy and oppressive.

Although it still doesn't look very appealing, unlike Angelica's Soul World, which is filled with freshness and nature, like a dense forest and a clear stream...

Sylph's Soul World still leans towards darkness and gloom.

But compared to the beginning, this is much better. Qin Chu will never forget the ground covered with black silt, the crimson blood pool, and the dark, oppressive sky when he first entered Sylph's Soul World. It was like a real hell, full of filth.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Chu's consciousness quickly drifted across this world, effortlessly locating the position of Sylph's soul.

The blood pool beneath the soul had almost dried up, leaving only a layer of dark red, jelly-like substance that could no longer stir up much of a ripple.

Sylph's soul floated above the pool of blood, wrapped with nine threads, seemingly twisted and writhing in agony.

That's right, only nine are left.

Only...

When Qin Chu saw the nine silk threads, his brows immediately furrowed.

The nine silk threads became increasingly dark red, and their length and diameter were also more exaggerated than before, with each thread being as thick as a little finger.

Moreover, they were even more active, like tiny venomous snakes constantly weaving and wriggling within Sylph's soul.

Each movement caused Sylph's soul immense pain, causing it to convulse uncontrollably.

These nine silk threads seemed to be attempting to weave a large net, completely binding and entangleing Sylph's soul.

Call...

As if in a dream, Qin Chu's consciousness let out a long sigh.

As expected, just as I had predicted, the traces remaining in Sylph and Athena's souls had to be cleaned up as soon as possible, otherwise, it would cause unimaginable trouble.

Those ugly creatures in the Void have already begun to move.

Qin Chu's soul transformed into a whirlwind and swept forward.

Consciousness evolved into a giant hand, directly grabbing at a scarlet thread that was piercing through Sylph's soul.

The thread was clearly more dangerous than before. It seemed to emit a sharp screech as it appeared. In the next instant, the dark red thread turned its head, which spiraled like a drill. With a soft "poof," it pierced through the giant hand that Qin Chu's consciousness had evolved into and drilled into the depths of Qin Chu's consciousness.

The scarlet threads seemed intent on wreaking havoc deep within Qin Chu's consciousness; however, while these threads possessed a degree of autonomy, they were clearly not very intelligent.

It entered Qin Chu's consciousness, but... this was also a trap.

The next instant, Qin Chu's consciousness began to radiate a dazzling white light from head to toe.

Qin Chu pushed the power of the Holy Light to its limit.

The dark red threads deep within their consciousness were subjected to the most intense and scorching Holy Light from all directions.

Squeak squeak squeak...

In his dazed state, Qin Chu seemed to hear a strange, mournful cry. Immediately afterward, the threads that had been incorporated into his consciousness were burned to ashes by the Holy Light.

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Chapter 470 The Insatiable Master (2)

With one thread destroyed, the pressure on Sylph's soul immediately decreased significantly.