Chapter 154: Descent of the Goddess
The silhouette formed by the blood mist.
The phantom of the Evil God had appeared.
Augustus, Saint Monique, and Wadsworth hadn’t expected such a change. The Grand Prince had long been eroded by a sinister power.
Instantly, a deep, oppressive gray fog enveloped the entire arena. Countless black, snake-like lines danced wildly and gloomily, radiating madness, despair, eerieness, and… an overwhelming lust.
Mortals, do not gaze upon a god!
“Close your eyes, everyone! Don’t look…” Augustus suddenly roared. He remembered the disaster that had once occurred in the Holy See. This aura was so familiar.
His voice echoed through the arena, reaching everyone’s ears.
Everyone heard it.
But… it was too late.
They had already seen the phantom behind the Grand Prince. Madness, eerieness, and a lustful will instantly invaded their consciousness, countless fragmented images flooding their minds.
Indescribable whispers and screams echoed in their ears.
Countless pale, twisted limbs appeared before their eyes, intertwined, as if in the throes of passion or wailing in agony.
They covered their eyes, falling to their knees in pain, tears of blood streaming down their faces, their muscles convulsing.
Their minds became confused, as if something evil was awakening within them.
Their body temperature rose, and a powerful lust began to grow within them.
At some point, the pain gradually dissipated, and their eyes, filled with a dazed lust, looked at those around them. Everyone seemed so noble, elegant, and alluring, arousing a desire to possess, to violate.
The symptoms of the Evil God’s pollution were manifesting.
No matter how elegant and noble the silhouette appeared, it couldn’t conceal its true nature. It was a deity of lust.
People began to pounce on those closest to them… regardless of whether they were their boyfriends, girlfriends, wives, or husbands…
The scene in the arena was filled with madness and despair.
These pitiful nobles, most of whom had lived in comfort since childhood, weren’t strong, and their wills were weak. They couldn’t resist this invasion at all.
Only a very few, with considerable strength and willpower, could resist the Evil God’s aura.
At the entrance to the arena, Anastasia and Angelica, although weaker, were strong enough to resist the phantom’s influence. Most importantly, their wills were very strong.
They just didn’t understand what was happening, why the arena had suddenly descended into such chaos and terror.
Violet’s face was grim. The scene before her seemed to take her back to the day the Temple of the Storm Lord was destroyed a thousand years ago.
Ekaterina and Athena frowned, their hands gripping their weapons tightly. Everyone knew that the situation was completely out of control.
Only Loseweisse seemed particularly strange.
She stared blankly at the phantom behind the Grand Prince, completely unaffected, not even afraid of the terrifying phantom. She even felt a faint sense of familiarity, of kinship.
Her heart pounded inexplicably.
This strange reaction made Loseweisse’s mood very complex.
Qin Chu, meanwhile, was retreating.
This duel was full of surprises.
A smile appeared on his calm face for the first time.
He had thought that just teaching the Grand Prince a lesson would be enough, but unexpectedly, the Grand Prince had suddenly ascended to the Champion realm, revealing one of his trump cards.
After defeating the Grand Prince in the Champion realm, he thought it was over, but unexpectedly, the Grand Prince had turned into an Evil God, even summoning the phantom of the Evil God.
Perhaps he should have ignored Wadsworth’s face and killed the Grand Prince directly?
Of course, taking this opportunity to learn more about the existences in the Void seemed like a good idea too.
Qin Chu was certain that the being behind the Grand Prince was one of the seven deities in the Void.
At this moment, the Grand Prince was howling with excitement at the unprecedented power he had obtained. He had become a madman, only a deep obsession remaining in his heart. He didn’t even know what he had become.
In stark contrast to the sinister yet elegant and noble silhouette behind him, the current Grand Prince was like a writhing mass of flesh, his limbs twisted grotesquely beneath him, supporting his body, a thick, crimson liquid oozing from his surface.
Hehehe…
Strange, hoarse laughter continued to come from the Grand Prince’s mouth.
He seemed to be gradually gaining control of his mangled body. Suddenly, his eyes turned towards Qin Chu. Although his mind was in chaos, his hatred for Qin Chu hadn’t diminished in the slightest.
His ferocious gaze was filled with madness, and he suddenly opened his mouth, letting out a sharp wail.
Almost at the same time, the phantom of the Evil God behind the Grand Prince also abruptly turned towards Qin Chu.
Qin Chu felt as if he had seen the most beautiful gem in the world. It was the Evil God’s eye.
Hum…
His heart pounded as if hit by a bullet train, almost exploding.
A dark gray fog, connected to the Void, seemed to appear before his eyes, crashing into his chest. A cold, evil power instantly permeated his entire being.
He was sent flying backwards, unable to withstand the impact.
Seeing Qin Chu being knocked away, the Grand Prince wriggled his bloody, rotting flesh with glee, his laughter becoming even more shrill.
Look, Loseweisse, look!
How handsome, how powerful he was now!
The Grand Prince turned his gaze towards Loseweisse, hoping she could see his magnificent form.
However, when he looked at Loseweisse, he found that she was just frowning, her head lowered, as if lost in thought.
This sight made the Grand Prince’s flesh tremble. This… This wouldn’t do.
His chaotic mind prevented him from continuing to pursue Qin Chu. If Loseweisse couldn’t see his handsome and powerful appearance now, then everything was meaningless.
The mass of rotting flesh wriggled rapidly on the ground, crawling towards Loseweisse.
From afar, the Grand Prince let out a sharp cry:
“Ah, my most beautiful Saintess… Look… Do I look handsome now?”
“I defeated Qin Chu, I am the strongest, the one most worthy of you!”
“Look at me!”
Loseweisse, lost in her own thoughts, was startled by the Grand Prince’s voice and subconsciously looked up. When she saw the mass of rotting flesh crawling towards her, a twisted fear instantly appeared on her face.
A strong wave of nausea washed over her, her face turning pale, her stomach churning, as if she might vomit at any moment.
Her beautiful face contorted, and goosebumps erupted all over her fair skin.
This was too… too disgusting.
Loseweisse instinctively retreated, trying to distance herself from the Grand Prince.
But in the Grand Prince’s eyes, this scene deeply hurt what little humanity he had left.
Why?
Loseweisse, he loved her so deeply, he just wanted her to look at him, why was she pulling away? Why was she looking at him like he was trash, something dirty?
They should be the perfect couple.
Don’t look at him like that, don’t, don’t, don’t…
Strange sounds came from the Grand Prince’s throat, the rotting flesh wriggling more and more violently.
Loseweisse’s resistance and retreat made the Grand Prince feel a surge of hatred. Twisted, hideous tentacles extended from the rotting flesh.
His body suddenly lunged towards Loseweisse with great force, the tentacles reaching out before he even arrived.
Loseweisse was his. He would hold her in his arms, merge her into his body.
He would kill that woman Anastasia and make her regret her decision.
And Qin Chu’s other women, he wouldn’t let any of them live in this world. He would make Qin Chu experience pain dozens, hundreds of times more intense than his own.
Just as the rotting flesh was about to reach Loseweisse, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her… It was Qin Chu. Of course, Qin Chu wasn’t doing this for Loseweisse.
He didn’t care whether Loseweisse lived or died. Although he wanted to personally torture this woman, if the Grand Prince only wanted to kill her, Qin Chu wouldn’t bother to stop him.
But in the Grand Prince’s churning malice, Qin Chu sensed the presence of Anastasia, Angelica, and Violet.
Qin Chu would never allow the Grand Prince to harm these people, not even a single hair on their heads.
He suddenly extended his right hand.
The Goddess’s Hair on his wrist was instantly activated.
A bright, gentle white light bloomed on Qin Chu’s body.
Since the seven Evil Gods in the Void had to use all their power to suppress the mysterious goddess, then this deity projecting its phantom into the lower realm would inevitably weaken its suppression of the goddess. Correspondingly, the goddess should also be able to exert more power.
The small sprout in his body was jumping happily, while also squeezing the Battle Qi and Mana within him. Along with the sudden burst of white light, just like the silhouette of the Evil God appearing behind the Grand Prince, a tall and graceful figure quickly formed behind Qin Chu, outlined by the white light.
This figure was even clearer than the silhouette opposite them.
A pure white dress fluttered in the raging energy.
A pair of fair, jade-like feet extended from beneath the skirt, her toes dangling and swaying gently.
Although it was just a simple outline, it already showcased her graceful figure. Her face couldn’t be seen clearly, but it was enough to drive everyone mad.
Dark red chains were wrapped around her slender wrists and ankles, her long neck, and her delicate waist.
The other end of the chains disappeared into the black fog, seemingly connected to the endless Void.
She opened her arms slightly, her tall figure floating behind Qin Chu, like his guardian deity, protecting the small figure in front of her.
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