The Sixth Princess of the Monsters

Of course, these commoners still showed considerable goodwill when they saw Qin Chu.

Upon seeing Qin Chu and his group, the civilians, clutching their stolen goods, even greeted Qin Chu somewhat awkwardly, as they looked rather disheveled, resembling a band of robbers.

Qin Chu did not criticize the behavior of these commoners at all, and even greeted them quite kindly, while inwardly admiring Wadsworth's clever methods.

Despite having almost completely lost his reason due to the Evil God's Corruption, he was still able to make the most correct decision at this moment.

Of course, none of this could mask the chaotic, undulating currents of the Orville Empire. At this moment, the Orwell Empire was like an ancient, gloomy sailing ship sailing in a storm, which could capsize at any moment.

Most of the shops on both sides of the street were closed, with only a very few shops that were wealthy enough to hire guards remaining open. These guards helped them avoid being robbed like the other shops.

Places ravaged by these civilians will be utterly desolate, devouring everything from baked goods to unprocessed raw materials, and even things like jam.

As Qin Chu responded to the commoners in front of him, his eyes inadvertently swept over his surroundings.

"There are quite a few filthy things around here." Antia, now possessing her own body, frowned slightly. "Should I go and kill them all?"

Qin Chu shook his head slightly. "No need."

It is now known that the enhancement of the Death Divinity is related to himself, as well as the number and strength of the beings he has killed.

So, in Qin Chu's eyes, the Demon King Nag's order that whoever could kill him would become the next Demon King was not a danger at all; it was simply a gift of experience from the Demon King Nag.

If Antia were to take action and wipe out all the lurking Magic Creature nearby, causing the remaining Magic Creature to become afraid and stop trying to kill her, wouldn't that be like all the experience points growing wings and flying away on their own?

This is also why Qin Chu arranged for the Little Saya to return to the palace from another direction ahead of time.

After all, the presence of the Dark Witch Saya Nicholas was simply too conspicuous.

If these Magic Creature slayers were to become aware of the Dark Witch's presence, how many would dare to come and throw their lives away?

The Four Heavenly King of the Abyss, the Seventeen Demon General, plus the Demon King Nag and his large entourage of queens, princes, and princesses...

In Qin Chu's eyes, this had become a huge, rich source of experience, and given Qin Chu Greed, he would never let it go. Therefore, he not only wanted the assassination to proceed, but also to make it as intense as possible, ideally reaping all the rewards in one go.

Qin Chu whispered something in Antia's ear, his warm breath making Antia's pretty face blush slightly.

Inside the pastry shop next door, a burly man was sitting by the window, opposite a slightly thinner figure.

The man clearly had no appreciation for delicious pastries. He had a large mouth, tilted his head back, and poured the entire triangular cake from the plate into his mouth, swallowing it whole with a single swallow.

This method made the shop owner shake his head slightly, feeling that selling his cake to this guy was a kind of sacrilege... But in the current situation, with no business, there was nothing he could do. If it were any other day, he would have kicked him out.

In comparison, the way those thin figures across from them ate their cakes was even more bizarre. They didn't use knives or forks; instead, they brought the cake directly to their mouths, their lips moving in a strange manner.

It's less about eating cake and more about slowly sipping it after mashing it into a liquid-like substance.

In short, they were two rather strange creatures. If they didn't look no different from normal humans, the shop owner would have even suspected they were Magic Creature.

The noise from outside also reached their ears.

The thin, short man glanced outside discreetly, then took out a magical image from his pocket, compared it to the image, and handed it to the burly man opposite him.

"Mr. Rockwell, that must be the person!"

The man named Rockwell took the magical image, which was not very clear, but it still looked nine-tenths similar to the man walking on the street outside the window, so it was almost certain that it was the same person.

That is the Hero.

"Very good, thank you for your help, Master!"

"Once I ascend to the throne of the Demon King, I will surely reward you handsomely."

The man named Master smiled somewhat exaggeratedly upon hearing this, "Rockwell, Mr. Rockwell."

"My mission is complete!"

"Can I leave now? You know I'm just a Phantom Demon; combat isn't really my forte."

"Of course." The man named Rockwell sneered. Master's role as Phantom Demon had come to an end; there was no need for Master to appear in the battles that followed.

Yes, they are Magic Creature.

Since the Demon King Nag issued the order that whoever kills the Hero will become the next Demon King, the Phantom Demon has become much more popular among Magic Creature.

There's no way around it; the Phantom Demon is the most capable of creating various illusions, disguises, and transformations.

Using the Phantom Demon's disguise to infiltrate the human world, eliminate the Hero, and then escape with the Hero's corpse is definitely the best option.

It's not that no one wants to use the power of Magic Creature army to directly crush human land; this method has a higher success rate. But by the time you storm into the Imperial City the Orwell Empire, it'll be too late. The Hero's corpse will probably already be presented to the Demon King by other Magic Creature.

That is why high-level Phantom Demon tickets are now extremely difficult to obtain in the Demonic Beast Territory.

Rockwell is neither the Demon King's son nor Demon King queen.

He was neither Demon General nor Abyss Heavenly King; he was merely a powerful Ogre.

As the chieftain of the Ogre clan, it possesses the strongest combat power in the entire clan, exceeding level eighty. Coupled with its robust physique and ferocious nature, it is quite well-known among Magic Creature.

Although I've always been told that I'm not very bright.

His gaze swept over the Hero surrounded by a group of women outside. These women looked quite nice, with delicate skin and tender flesh; they must smell delicious.

Once I deliver the Hero's corpse to His Majesty the Demon King and become the next Demon King, let's see who dares to say they're not smart enough.

Just a few seconds after Phantom Demon Master left, Rockwell finally stood up, and the shop owner hurriedly came over with a big smile to collect the money.

But at that moment, Rockwell suddenly roared from his throat, and his huge head slammed into the glass next to him with a bang.

With a series of cracking sounds, the thick, sturdy glass shattered into pieces instantly.

This scene was enough to make the shop owner's heart bleed.

God.

Life has become unbearable.

I finally managed to open a shop, but before I even received a single piece of Mana, the glass was smashed. What terrible things have I done?

Once in battle mode, Rockwell immediately revealed a side completely different from his mind, roaring like muffled thunder from his throat as his massive body rapidly expanded.

The disguise he wore to Shapeshifting was torn apart.

In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a colossal creature seven or eight meters tall, with dark green skin, a bloated body, and a bald head covered in strange protrusions. It exuded a strong stench, as if it hadn't bathed in decades. Its hands had turned into sharp claws, and a huge spiked club had appeared in its palm at some point.

A pair of scarlet eyes were fixed intently on the Hero not far ahead, with nothing else in their gaze.

Upon seeing such a powerful monster appear, the surrounding civilians were immediately terrified and scattered in all directions, screaming in panic.

Even Qin Chu's expression changed drastically, as if he were terrified.

They kept shrinking back, and several women quickly surrounded Qin Chu, staring in terror at the giant Ogre that was rapidly approaching.

This behavior only fueled Rockwell's disdain.

Is this what Hero is?

Isn't he just a coward?

Where is it as exaggerated as the legends say?

Could someone like this really kill the second prince? Absolutely not.

Qin Chu's behavior, along with the many women around him, made the Troll Rockwell feel that Hero were nothing special.

Thinking of all the powerful Magic Creature who, despite their desire to compete for the Demon King's throne, hesitated due to fear of the Hero's reputation, now this incredible opportunity was about to slip away to him.

A smug, twisted laugh spread across his ugly face, and his long, thick legs, as thick as pillars, moved rapidly in and out of place.

His level and strength were undeniable; despite his bulky physique, his speed was anything but slow, and he appeared before Qin Chu in the blink of an eye. "Hero, die..."

With a savage roar, the spiked club in his hand was swung into the air, whistling sharply as it smashed down towards Qin Chu's head.

At that very moment, countless pairs of eyes were watching what was happening all around.

There are Magic Creature, and there are humans.

Everyone wanted to see just how powerful the legendary Hero were.

Just as the spiked club was about to smash the Hero's head, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Hero, his spear flashing as it blocked the club that was falling at an angle.

When!

The melodious sound exploded in mid-air.

Antia's body jolted suddenly, a flush rising on her fair cheeks. The next instant, her body seemed unable to withstand the terrifying force and was forced back, her metal boots leaving two deep dents in the ground.

"Wow, what incredible strength!"

The monotone reading came from Antia's cherry lips.

Pretending to be weak is really not easy!

It's even harder to resist the urge to smash this guy's head to pieces.

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I took the antigen self-test this morning, and one line was red, and the other line was also red. I'm probably pregnant.

Ugh, I only wanted to take one day off, but I might have to take a few more. I'll try my best these next few days, and if I can manage to write one chapter every day, that would be a huge victory.

Chapter 479 The Sixth Princess of the Magic Creature

A spiked club sent Antia flying, Rockwell's confidence soared.

I had long heard that the Second-Generation Hero Qin Chu was accompanied by a large group of women with considerable strength, who were no less powerful than the Magic Creature, but now it seems that he is nothing special.

These women's bodies seemed so fragile and vulnerable to him; he felt he could crush their small bodies into mincemeat with a single slap. How much fighting power could such people possibly have?

It's impossible to rely on these women to stop me; today is the day the Hero dies.

Rockwell grew increasingly excited. Although his first attack was intercepted, he showed no disappointment whatsoever. His roars grew louder and louder, and his movements were unwavering as he swung his spiked club down at Qin Chu once more.

"Bedrock Armor"

Just as the spiked club was about to smash Qin Chu to pieces again, Norma quickly swung her magic wand beside her.

A magical shield appeared directly in front of Qin Chu.

Clang.

Another muffled thud, and the spiked club slammed directly onto the Bedrock Armor.

The sturdy magic shield became incredibly fragile in that instant, immediately covered in a dense layer of cracks. Just as the spiked club swung again, the magic shield was shattered.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Sylph immediately led the weakened Hero to retreat quickly, once again widening the distance between herself and the assassin.

Rockwell wanted to continue the pursuit, but Angelica's figure blocked the Troll's path once again.

Having just forced Angelica back, Ekaterina's crimson greatsword blocked Rockwell's spiked club.

This situation annoyed Rockwell greatly. He always felt that his next attack would be enough to kill the Hero, but each time he was just a little short, and each time a woman would appear and intercept his attack.

The glory of slaying the Hero, the Demon King's throne—it's right before my eyes, within reach, yet I always miss it by just a hair's breadth.

Before long, the two had exchanged dozens of blows Rockwell seemed to have the upper hand. However, the distance between him Qin Chu remained at a rather delicate level from beginning to end, neither getting too far nor too close.

As the Troll's spiked club clashed violently with Ekaterina's two-handed greatsword, the ear-piercing sound accompanied by dazzling sparks caused Ekaterina's long crimson hair to flutter wildly, and the surging Starflame Battle Aura around her body to continuously release waves of heat.

Suppressing her explosive energy and forcibly reducing her strength to a level similar to that of this Magic Creature was an absolute torment for Ekaterina, who loved unbridled freedom.

If this continues, the Scarlet Valkyrie will definitely not be able to withstand the onslaught and will go berserk.

Qin Chu also felt that the time was about right; he only needed to put on a show, otherwise going too far would arouse suspicion.

Nodding her head slightly twice, Antia beside her let out a delicate shout and charged forward again, brandishing her spear. The sharp spear light appeared before Rockwell in an instant, like a dragon emerging from the sea.

Rockwell's ugly face twisted slightly. The Scarlet Valkyrie's strength was indeed as she was known; she could fight him to a standstill. She was indeed a member of the previous First-Generation Hero team and a renowned expert.

Rockwell's reaction was slightly slowed by Ekaterina's persistent questioning.

Seeing the spear's edge approaching, it was too late to dodge. Gritting his teeth, he forcefully reached out with his large right hand to grab the spear's edge, actually attempting to seize the spear in Antia's hand.

Sizzle... Crack!

Antia's spear struck Rockwell's palm with pinpoint accuracy. The scales covering the Troll's palm were comparable to the most durable metal armor, and when they collided with the spearhead, they produced a sound like metal rubbing against metal.

This time, however, Antia increased her strength slightly. Although the scales were sturdy, they ultimately couldn't withstand Antia's spear and shattered with a crack.

The spearhead pierced through the Troll's palm in an instant.

Dark green blood dripped from the edge of his palm onto the ground.

Just then, on Qin Chu's other side, Violet had been holding back all along, finally made her move.

Word of Truth Spell!