The Evil God Awakens

It wasn't just high-ranking Church like Veronica; all the girls who had been with Qin Chu — Big Saya, Little Saya, Anjelica, Antasia, Adelina —were present.

They were discussing something very important... This was also Veranika's suggestion, but whether it was Big Saya, Little Saya, or the other girls, they all felt it was quite good.

In a few days, the entire church will be declared complete.

Since the Hero has many girls around him, Veronica hopes to prepare the most perfect wedding for His Majesty the Pope on the day the church reopens.

There is no doubt that these beautiful girls have developed a strong interest in the word "wedding".

Although everyone knows about their relationship with Qin Chu, they are still girls, and they also hope to have a happy and perfect wedding.

A group of people gathered together, chattering and discussing something.

Just then, violent tremors and deafening noises from the ground reached the girls' ears almost simultaneously. Little Saya Big Saya frowned slightly, their eyes instinctively turning towards the direction from which the sounds came.

But the two beautiful young women quickly lost interest and paid no attention to what was happening over there.

It's probably some fool who's too lazy to live and wants to challenge Qin Chu again. This kind of thing happens all the time.

It's not like it's a god; as long as it's not a real Evil God descending, it doesn't matter at all.

Compared to that brainless idiot, these girls were more interested in the specific arrangements of the wedding and the design of the wedding dress.

Waaaaah...

The wind was still howling.

The raging storm lasted for several minutes before finally subsiding.

Looking at the palace in complete disarray before him, with its dilapidated state, crisscrossing cracks, and deeply sunken ground, Sanchi Kentaro's face revealed a hint of excitement and pleasure.

Sanchi Kentaro knew better than anyone just how powerful this move was.

This is a power that Sanchi Kentaro developed after fusing with the arm of an Evil God.

Using his own power as a catalyst, he channeled the power from the Evil God's creation, transforming it into a phantom arm that instantly crushed everything in its path. It was entirely devoid of technique, a pure display of overwhelming force.

It sounds very simple, but when combined with the energy contained within the arm of the Evil God, the destructive power it unleashes is absolutely outrageous.

Sanchi Kentaro was absolutely certain that at this very moment, Qin Chu, inside the secret underground chamber of the Hero's Palace, had already been crushed into mincemeat by this violent force.

Haha, what a load of bull, Qin Chu the Hero.

In front of Sanchi Kentaro, he was nothing but trash, easily defeated with a single punch.

This piece of trash thinks he can win the favor of Goddess of Fate? Dream on.

Only I can be by the side of the goddess.

Sanchi Kentaro chuckled smugly to himself. He didn't intend to linger here any longer; he wanted to find Qin Chu's women.

Before Sanchi Kentaro could turn around, a slight commotion suddenly came from behind.

Damn it, that bastard Qin Chu is still alive?

Before Sanchi Kentaro react, the following sounds had already reached his ears!

"God said..."

"You should kneel down!"

The moment the voice fell, Sanchi Kentaro felt an indescribable force instantly pressing down on him.

In that instant, his body seemed to have completely slipped out of his control.

Before a single thought could even form in his mind, his legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees.

Feeling the sharp, hard pebbles below his knee piercing his pants and skin, thick liquid gushed down his broken knee.

The physical pain was secondary; Sanchi Kentaro truly found unbearable was the mental humiliation.

He knelt down?

He, the original Hero, a follower of the Goddess of Fate, actually knelt down at this moment?

It wasn't just his knees that knelt down; it was all his glory and pride that were bowed down.

Unacceptable, unacceptable, unacceptable...

Sanchi Kentaro kept roaring and howling, his arms bracing against the ground in front of him, using all his strength to try to support his body again.

But it's impossible.

The force it carries is unknown, perhaps thousands or tens of thousands of tons, like a giant mountain.

The terrifying sense of oppression even made Sanchi Kentaro feel as if all the bones and internal organs in his body were about to be shattered.

"Aaaaaah..."

Extreme Wrath twisted Sanchi Kentaro's face into a ferocious expression, making him look like a demon filled with boundless resentment.

Apart from his head, the rest of his body was completely immobile.

Despite the immense pressure, his head managed to lift at a slight angle, and an extremely bizarre scene unfolded before Sanchi Kentaro.

All that could be seen was the ruins of the palace, now completely collapsed and reduced to rubble. Large pieces of debris seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force; they appeared to have turned into liquid, into clear water, flowing automatically to both sides, revealing a deep crevice in the middle.

A layer of grayish residue gradually seeped out from the cracks.

Immediately, Sanchi Kentaro's pupils contracted sharply.

His body even began to tremble, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans began to drip down his face onto the dust below.

His eyes revealed an indescribable shock and profound disbelief.

The thick, gray fog gradually coalesced, forming a hazy, indistinct silhouette.

That face... who else could it be but Qin Chu?

How... how is this possible?

How could the power of Qin Chu have become so great?

In a daze, he felt that what he was seeing was not a person at all, but a cold, aloof god.

That's right, it's God.

At this moment, Sanchi Kentaro seemed to sense an aura from Qin Chu that was as mysterious and terrifying as that of the Goddess of Fate...

And now, he was actually kneeling before Qin Chu —what an utter humiliation!

Just then, the phantom opposite him suddenly opened its eyes. Its chaotic pupils made Sanchi Kentaro feel as if his consciousness was about to be completely swallowed up.

"God said..."

"Lower your head."

Bang!

The proud head that had been held up with barely any strength suddenly drooped, the forehead slamming directly into the ground in front of it!

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Chapter 593 The Evil God Resurrects

Not only did they kneel down, they even kowtowed.

The humiliation that was already unbearable in my heart soared to a whole new level in that instant.

Shame was tormenting his heart.

Especially since he was the original Hero who had lived on the Skyvault Continent for over a hundred years, the fact that he was now kneeling and kowtowing before a novice who had only been on the Skyvault Continent for a little over three years made Sanchi Kentaro even more intolerant.

Thinking back to his previous smugness, when he was convinced he could easily crush Qin Chu was nothing more than a lowly worm in his eyes.

The contrast between before and after is like a series of resounding slaps to the face, leaving it burning with pain.

The more arrogant they were, the more humiliated and miserable they are now.

He didn't want this to happen. He was the only one favored by the Goddess of Fate most beloved man. How could he humiliate himself like this in front of Qin Chu, that bastard?

He recalled the words the Goddess of Fate had once spoken to him... Qin Chu was far more outstanding than himself; should he make Qin Chu her mate?

Aaaaaah!

Thinking of all this, Sanchi Kentaro couldn't help but let out a mournful cry; it was the most unacceptable thing for him.

If the goddess were to see this, she would surely abandon me, she definitely would.

Images of Qin Chu and the Goddess of Fate flying together flashed through his mind, and Sanchi Kentaro felt a surge of heat rush to his head.

Despite being suppressed, Sanchi Kentaro suddenly felt a surge of power, as if something was binding him within his body. He used his hands to support himself and try to get up from the ground.

However, excessive force did not produce the result that Sanchi Kentaro wanted.

On the contrary, the heavy physical pressure, coupled with Sanchi Kentaro's own struggles, had completely exceeded the limits that his body could withstand.

With a loud "pop," countless blood vessels in Sanchi Kentaro's body burst simultaneously.

The pure white robe she wore instantly turned a dark red color.

The viscous liquid gradually rolled down Sanchi Kentaro's body, gathering into a small puddle on the ground.

Qin Chu didn't say another word, but simply stared silently at the figure kneeling on the ground below with his muddled eyes.

This kind of gaze was already unbearable for Sanchi Kentaro.

Sanchi Kentaro felt an indescribable, excruciating pain. Beneath his tattered skin all over his body, countless tiny things seemed to be writhing wildly.

Some marks had even pierced through Sanchi Kentaro's skin, revealing his true appearance.

They were long, thin, black worms.

The blood-stained skin was rapidly turning dull, and patches of bright red flesh beneath it were rotting at a visible rate. The originally flowing dark red blood was beginning to turn into a thick yellow liquid.

Tick-tock, tick-tock...

The liquid fell to the ground, immediately making a hissing sound, as if it were corroding everything it touched.

A layer of white smoke rose from the ground.

The fear of being watched by Qin Chu almost drove Sanchi Kentaro to a mental breakdown. The physical pain was nothing compared to the torment in his soul that made him feel more desperate.

A mysterious pollution is eroding his will.

Pollution, erosion?

Whether it was fear or pain, Sanchi Kentaro's body trembled uncontrollably.

Only true gods can corrupt the beings of the Lower Realm. How did Qin Chu manage to do it? Could it be that this guy has already... become a god?

Buzz!

The thought that flashed through his mind left Sanchi Kentaro completely blank; he couldn't accept this terrifying idea at all.

He couldn't believe that Qin Chu, so insignificant as they were, could become gods in such a short time.

He still wanted to resist, but his body and his will were growing weaker and weaker with each passing moment.

More and more thin, long black worms broke through Sanchi Kentaro's skin, wriggling incessantly as if tentacles were sprouting from his body surface.

His body had begun to change; a slit appeared on his forehead, revealing a scarlet mouth and sharp teeth.

The hands and feet began to twist, and the broken skin became wrinkled.

Countless, densely packed eyeballs began to appear on his face. He struggled to open his eyes, which were sealed by mucus, and opened the mouth on his forehead, letting out a sharp, mournful cry.

Then, one by one, those eyes began to bulge out and then burst.

The mucus in his body had almost completely drained away, and his body seemed to have turned into a mottled, pale wall, scattering large amounts of dust as the wind swept through.

Washing, washing.

Sanchi Kentaro's body, starting with his skin, was peeled away layer by layer, turning into dust that floated in the air and vanished with the wind.

Skin, flesh, bones...

At the same time, Sanchi Kentaro's soul also disappeared.

It's as if they never existed, never came into this world.

After Sanchi Kentaro disappeared completely, he left behind three things.

The three items floated towards Qin Chu on their own. Qin Chu didn't even try to stop them, nor could he. He watched helplessly as the three items merged into his body, as if they were an integral part of his own being.