Chapter 153: The Evil God Descends
BOOM!
The meteor crashed into the ground, the violent impact shaking the entire arena. A sound like thunder and earthquake echoed in everyone’s ears. Dust and debris filled the air, obscuring everything.
Then, silence.
A deathly silence descended upon the arena, so profound that even the drop of a pin could be heard in the stands. Almost everyone stood up, their faces etched with shock, their gazes fixed on the arena. Even the powerful figures in the VIP seats were no exception.
Some even rubbed their eyes in disbelief, as if suspecting they had seen wrong. The scene before them must be an illusion, right?
It was too brutal.
Too shocking.
Before the match began, who could have imagined such an outcome? Everyone had expected the Grand Prince to easily defeat the Hero, but unexpectedly, the Grand Prince was suppressed from the very beginning. Even after his power increased, he was still being toyed with, as if the Hero was his natural nemesis, always a step ahead.
The thousands of ice swords formed from Frost Battle Qi, instantly shattered by an invisible wave, transforming into a shower of beautiful ice shards, sparkling in the air. The image left a deep impression on them.
The figure burning in flames further shook their hearts.
Even Augustus, Wadsworth, and the others in the VIP seats had goosebumps. They had been certain that Qin Chu was hiding his strength, and that defeating the Grand Prince was almost a foregone conclusion. But even these powerful figures hadn’t expected that Qin Chu would still be able to defeat the Grand Prince even after he briefly entered the Champion realm.
These people had sharp eyes. Wadsworth naturally knew what was going on, but even if the others didn’t know the details, they could still guess most of it. The Grand Prince had used some method to forcefully increase his strength, allowing him to unleash terrifying power in a short time, although it couldn’t last and had severe side effects. But his Champion realm was genuine.
And Qin Chu’s situation seemed to be the same, but the effect was even stronger than the Grand Prince’s.
The Grand Prince had just stepped into the Champion realm.
Qin Chu was even more ruthless, directly reaching the mid-stage of the Champion realm.
What kind of power was this? Was it some kind of magic, martial skill, potion? Or even an ability?
Wadsworth, Augustus, Saint Monique, and Zimmerman exchanged grim glances, seeing the seriousness in each other’s eyes.
Even if Qin Chu was the Hero, this rate of improvement was too terrifying.
Qin Chu was destined to change the balance of power in the entire Heavenly Continent. It seemed they needed to reconsider how they treated the Hero.
His advancement speed was several times faster than that of the First Hero, Jie Luo. When Jie Luo had been in the Heavenly Continent for the same amount of time as Qin Chu, his strength was far inferior.
With Qin Chu’s strength, it was almost foreseeable that he would eliminate the Demon Beasts and destroy the Demon King in time.
Then, the remaining question was how to maintain their own status and power after the Demon Beasts were eliminated… As the ones at the top of the pyramid in the Heavenly Continent, they definitely didn’t want another person above them.
No one was willing to share, let alone hand over, the power they held.
Before the Demon Beasts were even eliminated, these people were already considering other things. Perhaps… this was the nature of this world.
…
Putting aside the hidden agendas in everyone’s hearts.
Back in the arena.
The dust gradually settled.
When the owner of the arena saw the scene inside, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.
God, what was he seeing?
The arena floor, with a diameter of one hundred meters, had been completely shattered, not a single intact stone slab or tile remained. Only a giant crater was left. Dozens of stone pillars were shattered, and the arena itself was shaking precariously, seemingly about to collapse. Even the metal fences around the arena had been blown away by the violent impact, the magic barriers on them destroyed. How much would it cost to repair this?
The money he earned from ticket sales today might not even be enough!
Qin Chu stood in the middle of the crater, silver and crimson flames still swirling around him. At this moment, he was like a demon god emerging from a raging inferno.
Just like before, he had one foot on the Grand Prince’s face, seemingly declaring his power and victory.
Qin Chu didn’t directly kill the Grand Prince… After all, he was Wadsworth’s son.
But the Grand Prince clearly wouldn’t live much longer. The potion he used to forcefully ascend to the Champion realm had already taken a heavy toll on his life force, and coupled with the heavy blow from Qin Chu just now, the damage was even more severe.
His originally light brown hair was now completely white.
He looked haggard, his skin wrinkled.
His body was emaciated, as if all the life had been drained from him, his skin clinging tightly to his bones, covered in cracks. In some places, bone fragments even pierced through his skin, but not a single drop of blood flowed out. His appearance was horrifying.
Perhaps because of the powerful force supporting him in the Champion realm, the Grand Prince was still alive, but only his eyes could move.
Deep hatred and resentment could still be seen in his gray pupils.
His eyes were fixed on Qin Chu. He wanted to reach out and scratch that calm face looking down at him.
Was it because he had such a trump card that he could remain so calm?
But he no longer had the strength to control his limbs.
Why?
Why him?
A barbarian summoned from another world, how could he be better than him, the Grand Prince with the noblest bloodline?
His gaze shifted away from Qin Chu. He knew he was about to die and only wanted to see Loseweisse, the woman he loved most, one last time before his consciousness faded into darkness.
He didn’t know why he had fallen in love with that woman.
With his noble status, he had never lacked women.
Whether it was the maids around him or the elegant ladies from noble families, he could easily have any woman he wanted.
He had thought he wouldn’t be moved by any woman, but the moment he saw Loseweisse, his heart had already fallen deeply.
She was so holy, so pure.
She seemed to exude an endless charm, weaving a net that captured him.
At that moment, the Grand Prince knew that he had fallen deeply in love with this woman. He would never be moved by any other woman in his life. Loseweisse would be the only one for him.
Finally, he saw her.
Loseweisse, along with those other vulgar women, appeared at the entrance to the arena.
Ah.
She was still so pure, so captivating.
Just seeing Loseweisse’s face seemed to make his pain disappear.
Her face was filled with sadness, her small hands clasped over her heart. The Grand Prince even saw a faint trace of tears in the corners of her eyes.
Was she sad for him? Was she heartbroken for him?
Don’t look at his pathetic appearance now.
But this sadness suddenly gave the Grand Prince a surge of courage.
The woman he loved most was watching him. He couldn’t continue to be so pathetic. A strong stubbornness surged in his heart, even overshadowing his fear of impending death.
He was a descendant of the Aberchian family, having enjoyed the best resources since childhood. He couldn’t lose to a mere, vulgar outsider… Most importantly, he couldn’t continue to be so pathetic in front of the woman he loved most.
Even in death, he wanted Loseweisse to see his most handsome side, even if it was only for a moment.
Such a pitiful and foolish man.
He didn’t know that Loseweisse’s sadness was only because she was about to lose her last ten million Mana.
A spark suddenly appeared in his dull, gray eyes. He looked at Qin Chu again, his lips moving rapidly.
Oh, starry sky, give me strength!
Oh, Void, I offer you my soul!
He began to pray to the Void. The moment he opened his mouth, everything became irreversible. Qin Chu keenly sensed a gloomy, oppressive, cold, and dark aura rapidly growing from the Grand Prince.
That aura was very familiar to Qin Chu.
Moreover, small, black-gray scales were rapidly spreading on the Grand Prince’s dry, cracked skin. The eerie scene made Qin Chu’s scalp tingle.
A strong sense of danger instantly arose.
Void Evil God!
Qin Chu instantly understood what the Void Evil God’s invasion he had felt late at night a few days ago was all about. The Grand Prince had already been polluted by the Evil God.
Now, under the influence of the Evil God’s power, the Grand Prince was mutating.
Originally, Qin Chu didn’t want to kill the Grand Prince because he was Wadsworth’s son and he didn’t want to completely fall out with the Emperor of the Empire.
But now, Qin Chu couldn’t care about that anymore. He suddenly raised his hand, and a Holy Light struck the Grand Prince, preparing to purify him and the Evil God’s power on him.
But this time, the Holy Light didn’t work.
With a sizzling sound, the moment the Holy Light landed on the Grand Prince, it was like a basin of ice water poured onto a red-hot iron plate, instantly producing a large amount of white smoke.
A faint, dark light emanated from the Grand Prince’s body, and strange patterns quickly spread from his chest and abdomen to his limbs and even his face, twisted light coiling around his body.
Thump… Thump… Thump…
His heart beat like a drum.
The strange scales even covered his eyeballs, then quickly began to fall off. Perhaps because his life force was about to be exhausted, this shedding of scales was particularly bloody.
Each scale was attached to a piece of skin, falling off his body with blood and gore.
The Grand Prince looked like a skinned monster, his flesh and white tendons exposed, but he didn’t feel any pain at all. A twisted, eerie smile even appeared on his bloody face.
Hehehe…
Yes, that’s right.
Potions and the like were useless.
This was true power.
That eerie appearance made everyone around him shudder.
The blood on his body was evaporated by an invisible force, turning into a blood mist. The blood mist gathered behind the Grand Prince, gradually condensing into a tall, slender figure.
Although it was just a silhouette outlined by blood mist, it exuded an astonishing nobility and charm. There seemed to be a vortex, drawing people’s souls and wills into a deep abyss.
Seeing this, Wadsworth, Augustus, Saint Monique, and Zimmerman almost simultaneously stood up, especially Augustus. His body trembled violently, his eyes filled with intense hatred. His hands subconsciously clenched, and a beast-like growl escaped his throat.
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