Chapter 225: How Does Ireta Taste?
Eldritch, with his one remaining eye, stared at the object in Qin Chu’s hand.
Terror filled his gaze.
He didn’t know what that crimson thread was, but it filled him with a primal dread.
He could sense that it was something incredibly dangerous.
Especially watching it wriggle…
“Bastard, what… what are you going to do?” Eldritch shrieked, his voice cracking with fear.
“Nothing, just giving you a fun little toy,” Qin Chu said with a smile.
This thread was the one he had painstakingly extracted from Sylph’s body.
He wanted to see how the Evil God’s corruption would affect a Demon Beast, how long they could resist it.
After all, humans could be corrupted by the Evil God, but it seemed that it had never happened to Demon Beasts.
Of course, Qin Chu was prepared.
Under the Evil God’s influence, rationality would crumble, and the victim would transform into a monstrous creature, their strength increasing, but he and Anthea together were more than enough to handle it.
He was just using Eldritch as a test subject.
Ireta had truly misjudged him.
Qin Chu wasn’t a good person at all.
He didn’t understand why Ireta, who could see into souls, couldn’t see the darkness within his own.
He didn’t want to save this world, he only wanted chaos and revenge, against both humans and Demon Beasts.
Since the Evil God’s display of power in the Imperial City, some humans had begun to speculate that Demon Beasts might be descendants or believers of the Evil God.
But Qin Chu scoffed at this idea. Demon Beasts had no faith, they never worshipped the beings in the Void. If they did, they would be much stronger.
If Demon Beasts had any faith at all, it was in the Demon King. Every Demon Beast with some strength aspired to become the Demon King.
Eldritch’s body writhed. He didn’t know why, but a single crimson thread filled him with a deep, instinctive dread, a fear that resonated in his very core.
That fear even made him want to abandon his pride and submit to this human he had despised.
If Eldritch had truly chosen to submit, Qin Chu might have spared him, planting a restriction within him, turning him into another tool, like Lomond.
But before Eldritch could speak, Ireta’s clear voice rang out:
“Eldritch, surrender. You’re no match for him.”
“If you surrender and swear to never bother me again, perhaps Mr. Qin will spare your life.”
Qin Chu’s heart sank. Ireta, are you sure you’re not just provoking him?
For Eldritch, nothing could be more insulting than Ireta’s words, urging him to surrender.
This was truly twisting the knife.
As expected, the fear in Eldritch’s eyes was replaced by a manic rage. “Surrender?” he roared.
“This noble prince will never surrender to a lowly human!”
“I will kill you! Both of you will die!”
Qin Chu shrugged. Turning Eldritch into a puppet of the Evil God, creating chaos among the Demon Beasts, wasn’t a bad idea.
He released the Holy Light’s restraint.
The thread shot out. Its first instinct seemed to be to return to Qin Chu, but it quickly sensed the Holy Light emanating from him.
Its nemesis.
So, the thread lunged towards the nearest target, the bloodied Eldritch.
No…
Eldritch struggled desperately, trying to stop the strange thing from approaching, but he couldn’t. He could only watch helplessly as the red thread reached his eye and burrowed into his brain.
The next moment, his body tensed.
Lumps began to appear on his hard muscles beneath his shattered armor.
The intense pain made Eldritch scream, his reaction surprising Qin Chu.
With O’Niens, it had been just a slight sting, the corruption happening silently.
Qin Chu released his hold on Eldritch, and the Second Prince’s body twitched and convulsed on the ground like a fish out of water.
Then, he saw the lumps on Eldritch’s skin rupturing and festering, his body covered in a viscous fluid.
This didn’t look good. It seemed that Eldritch might die at any moment.
Although Lomond was his main tool, Eldritch couldn’t die yet. If he did, the First Demon Beast Prince could focus all his attention on Lomond.
This useful tool might be eliminated, which was something Qin Chu didn’t want to see.
But it was too late. Even Qin Chu couldn’t stop it. He watched as Eldritch’s body convulsed and howled, his strength fading, his movements weakening.
Until finally, he was still.
His body, as if doused in acid, dissolved into a puddle of goo, not even a trace of bone remaining.
Dead?
The Second Prince of the Demon Beasts, dead just like that.
The Evil God’s corruption seemed to be a deadly poison to Demon Beasts.
This was an unexpected discovery. And what surprised Qin Chu even more was that he saw the thread in the puddle of goo.
It seemed to have lost its vitality, its crimson color fading to a dull gray.
Like a worm, it wriggled in the goo, seemingly trying to reach the other three Demon Beasts, then became still.
What was this?
The Second Prince and the Evil God’s thread, both dead?
Were they mutually toxic?
This bizarre scene left Qin Chu no time to consider the consequences of the Second Prince’s death. He instinctively knew that this discovery was crucial.
Eldritch’s sacrifice had made a significant contribution to his research. Qin Chu mourned for him for three seconds, expressing his respect for his involuntary sacrifice.
From the fates of Eldritch and the thread, Qin Chu felt that there might truly be a connection between Demon Beasts and the Evil God, but it wasn’t the commonly believed “descendant” or “believer” relationship, but something more complex, more twisted.
Eldritch’s fear of the thread also bothered him. He was the powerful and proud Second Prince, after all. Although Sylph had also been afraid, her reaction hadn’t been as extreme as Eldritch’s.
It was a primal, instinctive fear, like encountering a natural predator.
A single thread had killed a level 90 Demon Beast prince. Could this thread be just a strand of the Evil God’s hair, a single piece of its fur? How many more were there? Thousands? Millions?
This thing corrupted and transformed humans, but it was a deadly poison to Demon Beasts!
This was worth investigating further.
His plan to turn the Second Prince into a puppet of the Evil God, an agent of chaos in the Demon Beast territory, had failed.
As for Lomond, if it came to that, he could just have Candice tell him to submit to the First Prince, to avoid being targeted too soon. He still wanted to use Lomond for a while longer.
Of course, if Lomond could quickly find a suitable target to absorb, Qin Chu wouldn’t mind forcefully pushing his strength to level 90, on par with the First Prince.
Qin Chu stood up.
The three high-ranking Demon Beasts, trapped by Anthea’s chains and being drained by the Devourer, their bodies already withered, trembled in fear as they saw the Second Prince’s fate.
This was the Second Prince of the Demon Beasts, one of the most powerful beings besides the Demon King, and he had died so miserably, not even leaving behind any bones.
Who was this man? Why was he so terrifying?
And what had the Daughter of Death called him just now?
Mr. Qin?
Qin?
These high-ranking Demon Beasts possessed decent intelligence. They shivered, suddenly realizing that among humans, the most famous person with the surname Qin was…
The Second Hero, Qin Chu!
This man was the Hero?
But why were his methods even more cruel and brutal than the Demon Beasts’? Was this something a Hero would do?
Unfortunately, they didn’t have time to mourn the Second Prince’s death. The Devourer quickly drained their energy, leaving behind only three twisted, ugly corpses.
The abundant energy surging into his body gave Qin Chu another significant boost in strength.
Ireta bit her lip and walked over.
This outcome was also unexpected to her.
But she didn’t care. As the Daughter of Death, although she rarely killed directly, she had seen countless deaths.
“Miss Ireta, now Eldritch will never bother you again.”
“As your knight, I think I did a decent job, right?” Qin Chu turned to Ireta and asked with a smile.
Ireta smiled wryly. Dead, indeed, he could no longer bother her.
After a moment, she looked at Qin Chu again, “You just said… that a Witch’s kiss is quite nice?”
Pfft…
Qin Chu almost choked. He had almost forgotten that Ireta had excellent hearing.
Although he had whispered it, and she had been some distance away, she had still heard it.
Even with his thick skin, he felt embarrassed.
He waved his hands frantically, “Miss Ireta, please don’t misunderstand, I wasn’t talking about you…”
Ireta nodded calmly, “I know, you were talking about Violet, the Storm Witch, right?”
“And there’s another girl around you who also has a Witch’s remnant soul residing within her.”
“It’s not surprising that you’ve tasted a Witch’s kiss.”
Qin Chu was embarrassed, not knowing how to respond, especially facing her innocent eyes.
At this moment, Ireta suddenly said something that stunned him:
“Then, Hero, do you want to taste what Ireta is like?”
Qin Chu froze, staring at her in disbelief.
Her eyes were still pure and innocent, devoid of any lust or impurity. That gaze even made him feel a little ashamed.
This Witch probably didn’t even understand what she was saying, right?
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