The Heir-Ending Kick (Continued)

The sound lingered all around like a persistent, vengeful spirit.

Terrifying canyons have been torn open in the glacier.

Qin Chu stood naturally to the side, letting the raging energy blast his clothes away with a rustling sound.

His gaze remained as cold as ever.

He opened his arms and leaned back slightly, as if embracing something.

Right in front of him, a bright light appeared, and huge fireballs floated in mid-air, like massive, blazing pillars of light. Under the illumination of the firelight, the flying ice shards even reflected rainbows, a beauty tinged with danger.

The scorching heat was like rolling ocean waves, melting large areas of ice crystal glaciers and forming a stream. The depressions in the broken glaciers even turned into small ponds.

Transcendent Magic, Skyfire Meteor.

This was clearly a spell with immense destructive power, but at this moment, Qin Chu was using it as a torture device.

The water in the pond is getting warmer, and a misty fog is even rising into the air.

The Skyfire Meteor released by Qin Chu was slightly different, even carrying a touch of silvery-white holiness. The sacred radiance enveloped the ugly body of the man floating on the water, and the scales reflected a dazzling luster.

Without a sound, Qin Chu's expression grew increasingly grim. "Tell me, who is behind you? What other plans do you have?"

"If you can confess honestly, I'll let you die a quick death; otherwise, you'll taste what hell is really like... I know your body is very strong, and boiling water won't kill you in a short time... But how long can you withstand the intense heat of this Skyfire Meteor? An hour, two hours, or a day?"

A powerful physique might not be a good thing at this time; it could even cause the man more pain.

The physical pain he suffered made the man's screams extremely shrill.

Qin Chu didn't use any particularly terrifying instruments of torture that would make anyone tremble at first glance, nor did he leave anyone covered in blood. But feeling the water temperature rise little by little, feeling his body being slowly boiled, the fear was something that no ordinary person could bear.

Throughout the entire ordeal, not a trace of fear could be seen on the face of this mysterious man.

He seemed completely unconcerned about whether he would die.

He even had a smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Qin Chu like those of a venomous snake, as if he wanted to bite Qin Chu's neck with his most deadly fangs.

That resentment was like that of a vengeful spirit, like a ghost.

He was even laughing, a hoarse laugh tinged with an eeriness, "Qin Chu, I miscalculated. I didn't expect you to have such talent. Letting you live this time is my loss."

"But this is only temporary. I never care about one or two failures, because I know that I will definitely win in the end."

"You can't kill me. Even if you can boil my body into meat broth and turn my soul to ashes, you still can't kill me."

While laughing, the mysterious man raised his right hand.

His right arm had turned bright red from the intense heat, and the enormous flames in the sky above him were even hotter than the pool water he was soaking in, but the man didn't care.

Or rather, it's about pretending not to care.

Under the watchful eyes of Qin Chu and Antasia, he placed the sharp claw of his right hand on his chest.

The next second, with a soft "plop," sharp claws pierced through his chest, directly squeezing his heart.

With a forceful tug, the blood vessels connecting to the heart were severed, and the clear pool water was quickly stained with large patches of scarlet.

Glug...

This bizarre scene sent chills down Antasia's spine, giving her goosebumps all over her body.

This terrifying guy actually ripped out his own heart, and with that twisted smile on his face, Antasia felt like her scalp was about to explode.

Aside from certain beings corrupted by the aura of Evil God, it's truly rare to see someone achieve this level of skill.

It was eerie and sinister.

His skin withered and shrank at an extremely rapid pace.

The metallic scales on its body quickly dimmed and even gradually fell off its skin, floating on the water's surface.

Its entire body had become a desiccated corpse, emaciated, with skin stuck to the bones, teeth and sharp nails falling off rapidly, and disgusting streaks of blood still trailing from the cuts.

The mysterious man seemed to have used all his strength to raise his right arm, holding his heart towards Qin Chu's direction. His increasingly hideous, blood-stained face now bore only a twisted smile.

"Hehehehehe..."

"O Hero!"

"I will come back again."

"The next time you encounter me, I will be much stronger than this time."

"Struggle, struggle like a dog, your Fate has already been sealed."

"Everything you possess now—your power, your women, your authority, status, wealth... it's all mine."

By the time he finished speaking, the man's voice had become hoarse and strained.

They're all mine... mine... mine...

The sound still echoed in the air, but the raised right hand eventually fell down, and the heart in the palm stopped beating at that moment.

He died.

Qin Chu's lips trembled.

His complexion was somewhat gloomy and pale.

He simply watched this unfold without intervening.

Because he had already realized that this man was not afraid of death... This was certainly not because the man was brave and fearless, but purely because, as he said, he couldn't kill him.

After this man died, not a single trace of his soul was released from his corpse...

In other words, the corpse in front of us is just an empty shell.

In some ways, you could even call them puppets... and puppets, of course, have no fear of death.

However, Qin Chu could also see that this man's strange way of being was somewhat different from that of a puppet. At least the flexibility and rationality he displayed were something that puppets never possessed.

Perhaps, it could be called a clone?

Not a clone created through a clone technique, but a real, another body that he controls?

This guy's soul and will are actually manipulating all of this from a very, very far place.

Regardless, Qin Chu had to admit that this was indeed a very difficult opponent.

Unfortunately, although a lot of information was obtained from this man, the most crucial details could not be extracted from him.

The next time I encounter this man, he'll probably be even more powerful, just as he said... This clone is already a level 90 expert; how much stronger will he be? Level 99? Or perhaps even break through the shackles of the Skyvault Continent and become Demigod?

This glacier trip has brought me more and more surprises... Moreover, Qin Chu has a premonition that he might meet this guy again soon.

Skyvault Continent.

In a dark, Abyss -like cave, torches on the walls flickered with a faint light.

The scene inside the cave, illuminated by the firelight, was shadowy and eerie, sending chills down one's spine.

Inside the cave, there was a stone bed, and on the bed lay a motionless figure.

Wrapped in a pure white robe, one could tell that this was a man. He had a well-proportioned figure, neither too tall nor too short, neither too fat nor too thin—everything about him was just right.

Only that face was almost bewitching.

Is that a man's face?

Perhaps.

That face possessed a man's fortitude, yet it also appeared exceptionally beautiful, like a woman.

His skin was fair and delicate, and his fingers were long and beautiful.

Not far from the stone bed, there was a beautiful statue... This statue was not carved from ordinary stone, but from fine jade.

It was a statue of a woman.

Although it is just a stiff statue, it still exudes a breathtaking beauty.

In the firelight, the delicate skin carved from white jade shimmered with an alluring luster, and her graceful figure seemed to come alive, swaying gently with the leaping flames.

Her gorgeous long dress flowed gracefully, with ribbons draped around her waist and chest.

Her long, cloud-like hair fell naturally down her back.

That face, after countless meticulous sculptings, is flawless, truly the most beautiful thing in the world.

Suddenly.

The man on the stone bed opened his eyes; his pupils were bright red, as if stained with blood.

His face was somewhat pale, and he was breathing slightly rapidly.

His body was still trembling spasmodically, his jaw clenched, as if waves of excruciating pain were still emanating from his groin.

Damn it, this is fucking awful.

Although I didn't die, the pain is still the same.

That fucking hurts.

Ugh!

As the man opened his eyes, a chilling wind seemed to rise from the depths of the cave, penetrating to the bone, and the torches on the walls began to sway more violently.

Everything inside the cave began to dance, making the atmosphere increasingly eerie.

He was already dead... but he didn't care.

There are over fifty guys like that; it's not worth worrying about one or two dying.

His name is... Sanchi Kentaro!

Just as Qin Chu had guessed, he was Hero summoned from an island nation on Earth, the very first Hero.

He had already descended upon this world before the Magic Creature came from the Godforsaken Continent to the Skyvault Continent.

He was summoned by a very beautiful goddess. Just as he was crossing the barrier between the two worlds, he saw the goddess's appearance. Sanchi Kentaro will never forget the impulse of that moment.

Beautiful.

What a nice view.

It was a beauty I had never encountered before.

It was so sacred, so beautiful, so elegant, and so noble.

Sanchi Kentaro knew perfectly well that the moment he saw that goddess, his soul had already been captivated, and he had fallen hopelessly in love with her.

From that moment on, he vowed that his life and soul would exist for that goddess.

He was so infatuated, his infatuation was so intense, he wanted to make the goddess his woman, and he hoped to be the goddess's only one.

His obsessive infatuation and morbid possessiveness made him lose all sense of reason.

He was even willing to abandon his personality and dignity, and wouldn't care even if he were to become a dog, as long as the goddess would give him a second glance.

He hoped that the goddess could love him as deeply as he loved her.

But... you're not the only Hero!

When the goddess summoned the Hero once again, Sanchi Kentaro nearly went mad. Why? Why was this happening?

He clearly loved his goddess deeply, but he wasn't her only one. Was he not enough to satisfy her? He would do anything she asked without hesitation...

Perhaps, deep down, Sanchi Kentaro is a twisted and insane being. He cannot allow any other Hero to exist beside the goddess, so after seizing an opportunity, he took advantage of another Hero's trust in him and plunged a dagger into the Hero's heart.

After killing another fellow Earthling, Sanchi Kentaro was surprised to discover another hidden talent within himself.

Devour.

He can't just devour anyone, but he can absorb the power and talent of dead Hero.

Moreover, he can even create clones of the dead Hero.

This discovery delighted Sanchi Kentaro.

What pleased Sanchi Kentaro even more was that the goddess showed no remorse for him killing another Hero; she simply said it didn't matter.

Sanchi Kentaro became increasingly convinced that the goddess must also deeply love him.

Perhaps the other Hero summoned were merely supplements prepared by the goddess for herself... and it was truly inappropriate of her to suspect the goddess of being amorous.

Immediately afterwards, the goddess gave him another command.