The Fallen Deity

In that instant, everyone's thoughts were different; perhaps not even in the blink of an eye, the spear that Antia had thrown appeared in front of the beautiful woman's chest, and in the next instant, it seemed that the spear could pierce a large hole in this perfect body.

The woman still had a faint smile on her lips, her bluish-gray eyes only glancing at the gun barrel before slowly raising her right hand.

Her five slender, pale fingers spread out gently; her movements didn't look like a battle at all, but more like a dance—strange yet full of beauty.

Despite his seemingly slow and gentle movements, he subtly grasped the tip of the spear without anyone noticing.

Buzz...

The swiftly moving spear came to an instant with almost no deceleration; its sharp point was less than an inch from the woman's heart, yet it could no longer get any closer.

The violent impact spread in all directions, turning large swathes of innocent trees next to the woman into pieces. Wood chips, carried by the hurricane, mixed with yellow sand and flew everywhere.

The impact lifted the woman's skirt, revealing two round, delicate, and firm thighs as smooth as white porcelain.

As the impact subsided, the skirt fluttered down, and the stunning scenery was concealed by the fabric.

The surroundings returned to calm; even the sound of breathing could not be heard, except for the rapid heartbeats of Qin Chu and Ekaterina.

Antia's spear was caught so easily. Although Antia hadn't had time to unleash her full power in that instant, the destructive force of the attack was undeniable. It wouldn't be surprising if this woman could dodge it or even withstand Qin Chu, but to catch it directly was a bit too exaggerated.

Antia probably hadn't expected this outcome either. Her azure eyes gradually turned icy, her eyelids drooped, and her petite body stood firmly on the ground.

As the strongest Valkyrie and the national Valkyrie, Antia's strength is beyond doubt. At the same time, her personality is absolutely fiery and combative.

Although Antia's strength and memories have largely disappeared, this fact remains etched deep within her soul, unchanged no matter how many years pass.

Her slender right hand stretched out to the side and upward, her five fingers slightly curved like sharp claws.

With a whoosh, another dark spear appeared in Antia's palm. It burned fiercely but did not bring any heat to the surroundings. Instead, the dark red flames, which made people feel cold, surged on Antia's body once again.

She was like Witch who had risen from the ashes.

The black chains binding Antia seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, writhing like countless venomous snakes, sparks flying from the friction of the metal, accompanied by piercing, sharp sounds.

Wow...

In his right eye, a cluster of dark red flames suddenly leaped up.

His eyes shone with fierce fighting spirit.

Antia did not lose.

She could continue fighting; powerful enemies did not frighten Antia, but only fueled her fighting spirit.

"Antia, stop..." Just then, Qin Chu's voice suddenly came from the side.

Antia's brows furrowed immediately. Her fighting spirit had just been ignited, and she was extremely unwilling to stop at this moment, but after all, these were Qin Chu's words...

Her situation differed from that of Angelica and Ekaterina; she had long since died, leaving only her soul trapped in a cold stone sculpture, gazing blankly at the city for a thousand years.

She cannot move, cannot speak... she is just a stone sculpture with self-awareness. She exists in this world, yet she is detached from it. She sees countless people come and go in a hurry, but no one has ever truly noticed her.

It was Qin Chu who awakened her, allowing her to finally exist outside the stone sculpture. Like Saya, she now resided within Qin Chu's body.

Qin Chu wasn't her master, but he was the key to her freedom of movement in this world, even her very existence... Since that's the case, shouldn't she listen to Qin Chu?

This is Antia's current way of thinking: simple and direct, without any hidden agendas.

Antia eventually withdrew her spear, but her wary gaze remained fixed on the woman before her... Any slight movement from this woman would immediately trigger Antia's furious attack.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the mysterious woman simply smiled and observed everything, showing no intention of making a move.

Qin Chu breathed a slight sigh of relief; he didn't act rashly out of curiosity.

Qin Chu already had a guess about the identity of this mysterious woman, and he had no intention of directly clashing with her at this time.

Qin Chu slowly walked up to the woman, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed slightly—a standard gentleman's gesture.

"Beautiful lady, I'm sorry, my companion has a rather volatile temper."

The petite Antia pouted; she wasn't going to be irritable at all!

The young woman gently shook her head. Despite possessing immense strength, she exuded a gentle and warm aura, devoid of any hint of anger. Her smile was truly beautiful.

To reiterate, that languid, charming, and serenely gentle temperament, paired with her beautiful face and figure, really makes people overlook her extremely tall stature.

The young woman spoke; her voice was very pleasant.

"It's okay, I won't mind. After all, that's just her personality..."

The simple answer made Qin Chu's eyelids twitch, "You know her?"

The woman didn't answer directly, but instead glanced silently at Antia, her deep eyes seeming to flash through countless images. After a long while, she sighed softly, "A thousand years have passed, and her fiery temper hasn't changed at all..."

Millennium...

Qin Chu's heart trembled slightly.

This woman knows Antia from a thousand years ago? And they seem to have a close relationship. I wonder if they were enemies or friends back then.

Hopefully, the relationship won't get too bad; after all, none of these ancient monsters who can live for a thousand years are easy to mess with...

Antia looked completely bewildered; she couldn't remember who the woman opposite her was at all, and had absolutely no recollection of her.

Qin Chu's smile grew even brighter, "Is that so? By the way, I still don't know the beautiful... cough cough Miss, what is your name?"

The young woman's expression seemed to turn troubled, and she fell into deep thought:

"A name?"

"I can't quite remember... Violet? I think that's her name..."

"However, in recent years some people have started calling me the Storm Witch!"

Although he had already guessed this, Qin Chu's heart still skipped a beat when Violet admitted that she was the Storm Witch. It really was that Witch.

Saya's expression instantly became extremely tense.

After all, the relationships between Witch are terrible.

After introducing herself, Violet looked at Qin Chu with her bluish-gray eyes:

"Gentlemen, would you like to rest for a while in my castle?"

Four... She knew of Saya's existence.

The Witch extended an invitation!

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Chapter 96 The Fallen God

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This is an invitation from Witch.

Saya shook her little head like a rattle-drum, hoping Qin Chu would decisively refuse.

But Qin Chu smiled slightly and said to Violet, "It's my honor!"

Violet smiled gently and led Qin Chu and the others toward the Witch's castle... drifted away? Throughout the entire process, her jade feet never touched the yellow sand on the ground; instead, Qin Chu and Ekaterina left four clear rows of footprints in the sand.

The sand is so soft that you can't hear a sound when you walk on it.

Saya couldn't resist opening her mouth and biting Qin Chu's ear.

Well, Saya is in a spiritual state now anyway. It doesn't hurt, but it's a little itchy, which feels strange.

"Why did you agree to her? She's the Storm Witch! Have you forgotten what I said before?" Saya was very unhappy.

Qin Chu gave a wry smile, "Please, can I refuse?"

Some things are indeed impossible to refuse, unless you have to fight the Storm Witch right here.

Qin Chu naturally had his own plans. Violet didn't seem to have much malice, and he didn't want to completely break ties with Violet. In addition, he was very interested in the Soul Fragment of the First-Generation Hero.

Since that's the case, why not go with the Witch?

Nine tornadoes were still raging in the desert. Violet, who was walking at the front, waved her hand gently, and the violent Tornado spontaneously parted to both sides, leaving a path for both to pass through.

They passed by the bones, which looked even more eerie up close.

Among the scattered bones, some armor could even be seen.

The armor did not decay with the passage of time; it still gleamed brightly.

Ekaterina's eyes suddenly flickered; she seemed to have discovered something in the armor and quietly tugged at Qin Chu's sleeve.

Following the direction Ekaterina was pointing, Qin Chu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Although there are subtle differences, the similarities are so high that, most importantly, the distinctive symbols of the Holy Knights Order can even be seen on the armor.

Could it be that the remains of the humans who died in this desert vortex were actually Knight of the Holy Knights Order?

What happened here a long, long time ago?

Is the Holy Church perhaps wrestling with Witch?

Impossible.

Based on Qin Chu's understanding of the Holy Church, they wouldn't bother to fight against any Witch unless there were sufficient benefits.

After a long time, they finally crossed a small desert, and the Witch's castle appeared before them.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the so-called castle was actually a church.

Majestic and grand, the remaining traces reveal that this place was once a thriving center of worship, but is now in ruins.

The walls, charred black from the impact, and the dark red hue formed over time—it was unclear whether it was blood or something else—that had settled there.

Being here feels like being on a battlefield from thousands of years ago.

The sounds of killing, screams, clashing weapons, and the cries of those on the verge of death still seem to echo in my ears.

The once sacred church now exuded only an eeriness and gloom.

"I'm sorry, this place is a bit run-down." Violet somewhat embarrassedly, seemingly quite ashamed that she didn't have an elegant and dignified hall to entertain her guests.

The place was already rather dark, and the ceiling made the interior of the church appear even more gloomy.

In the hall, there was a long table with various utensils and scrolls on it, with several chairs beside it. A candle, half-burnt, flickered with a dim, yellowish flame. Under the flickering light, the objects on the table seemed eerily to move.

Please have a seat.

Qin Chu gazed around before pulling out a chair and sitting down. Although the room looked dilapidated, the table and chair were spotless.

Deep inside the church, there is another statue.

The statue's head had been smashed open, leaving only half of its body, which looked rather pitiful.

Qin Chu pondered to himself, was this more like War of the Gods born of faith than a campaign against the Witch? Although the Holy Church seemed to have suffered many casualties, they still achieved final victory.

The deities worshipped here have lost all faith.

Wars caused by religious differences are probably the most common occurrence, right?

Antia and Ekaterina sat quietly on either side of Qin Chu, neither of them speaking, but it was clear that the strange atmosphere here was having a strong impact on them.

Only Saya frowned. She was quite old, but not nearly as old as the Storm Witch. Saya didn't really know what had happened a thousand years ago.

But the Storm Witch's actions were indeed somewhat different from those of the Witch Saya had faced.

She killed four Witch: the Time Witch, the Greed Witch, the Avarice Witch, and the Wrath Witch. She didn't kill these four Witch intentionally; rather, they attacked her as soon as she encountered them, before she even had a chance to greet them.

But this Storm Witch is clearly different.

Not long after, Violet appeared from behind, her slender fingers carrying a plate with several cups of tea. Dried cactus flowers, specially treated, floated on the surface of the water, emitting a faint fragrance.

Violet placed cups of tea in front of everyone, with two cups in front of Qin Chu because the Witch Saya was perched on Qin Chu's head.

"I'm sorry, we don't have anything particularly nice to offer our guests," Violet said apologetically.

"Witch, you flatter me. Being able to enter the Witch's House is already a great honor. How could I dare to ask for more?" Qin Chu said with a slight smile.

He picked up the tea, took a small sip, and seemed to have placed enough trust in Violet.

Violet was quite satisfied with Qin Chu's performance and nodded slightly.

With the Holy Healing Authority within him, Qin Chu was not afraid even if the tea was poisoned.

Violet took a sip, then put down her teacup, looking at Qin Chu but her gaze drifted towards Saya above Qin Chu's head.

Saya couldn't hold back any longer. She kept her arms around Qin Chu's neck, rested her chin on Qin Chu's head, and asked Violet, "Storm Witch, why didn't you attack me?"

This was Saya's biggest question.