Chapter 295: Athena’s Complete Breakdown
Those dull, lifeless eyes… she was dead inside.
It was a chilling sight.
This was undoubtedly the most devastating blow Athena had ever suffered.
She had sacrificed everything for Jie Luo’s resurrection, even her own body, only to discover it was all for nothing, that she had merely been used by the very person she wanted to kill.
He had enjoyed her, while mocking her behind that charming smile.
Remembering her past actions, only shame and regret remained.
And now, hearing that Jie Luo could never be resurrected, all hope was extinguished, leaving only despair.
It was enough to break anyone.
Qin Chu patted her shoulder and stepped back: “What a pity, Athena. You’re too smart. I had intended to let you live a little longer…”
“But now, I’ll have to use other methods.”
That was why Ireta, the Daughter of Death, was here.
If Ireta failed, he would have no choice but to kill Athena.
Sensing his gaze, Ireta floated towards Athena.
As the Daughter of Death, wielding the authority of death itself, her power far surpassed Athena’s. If not for Qin Chu having purified some of her death aura, their proximity alone would have killed both Athena and Muse.
She extended her hand towards Athena’s forehead.
Athena instinctively tried to resist, but she was no match for Ireta.
Moreover, in her despair and broken state, she couldn’t even summon her mana. Ireta easily grasped her head.
Ireta began twisting Athena’s soul.
She couldn’t guarantee the outcome.
While she had power over souls, this was her first time attempting such a drastic manipulation.
Black threads emerged from her fingertips, enveloping Athena. The threads seeped into her skin.
Athena screamed, a chilling sound of pure agony.
Her body convulsed, her face covered in sweat.
Then, she froze, motionless like a doll.
Two tears rolled down her cheeks.
She knew Qin Chu’s methods were far more cruel than mere death. Despair wasn’t enough to satisfy his anger.
He had something far more sinister in mind.
Muse, watching the scene unfold, was completely confused. What were they talking about?
Athena seemed to be mistaking Qin Chu for Jie Luo? How was that possible? They looked nothing alike.
And it sounded like she had… been intimate with Qin Chu?
That shameless bitch.
And it seemed the mysterious woman in black stockings was attacking Athena?
He wanted to intervene, but he correctly deduced that Qin Chu was the leader. Taking him down would solve everything.
And Qin Chu’s words had enraged him.
That damned bastard! What did he mean, Jie Luo couldn’t be resurrected?
How could that be?
If Jie Luo couldn’t be resurrected, then what was the point of the Second Hero even existing? And this bastard was responsible for Ronald, Benson, and Karsus’s deaths?
His already grotesque face twisted further, his eyes glowing crimson.
He roared, his axe raised, charging towards Qin Chu.
“Bastard, die!”
Despite his illness and weakened state, his berserker rage remained. He was like a wild beast, his heavy footsteps sending snow flying.
He swung his axe at Qin Chu’s head.
Swoosh…
The falling snowflakes were cleaved in two by the sharp blade.
The rusted, bloodstained axe emanated a foul stench.
Qin Chu smiled faintly, sidestepping the attack.
He had no desire to engage in close combat with this… thing. He didn’t want to be splattered with the contents of those blisters.
Muse’s attack continued relentlessly.
He swung his axe horizontally, a flash of light slicing through the air.
Then, he leaped into the air, his battle qi surging, suppressing his discomfort, purple lightning crackling around his axe, the blade glowing.
He brought the axe down with all his might.
This was Muse’s fighting style.
Once engaged, he forgot everything else, his attacks relentless, like an unending tide, giving his opponent no respite.
The giant axe stirred up a blizzard of snow.
His roars echoed through the mountains.
Qin Chu stood his ground, extending his hand, silver battle qi flowing along his arm, forming a sharp sword.
He raised the sword to block the falling axe.
Clang!
Sparks flew as the weapons collided.
Qin Chu felt an immense force pushing him down, shattering the ice beneath his feet.
Muse the Mad was truly powerful.
That brute strength was formidable.
The impact sent snow flying, revealing the shattered ice beneath. The entire mountain seemed to tremble.
Qin Chu wondered if this would trigger an avalanche.
Muse’s expression changed. He hadn’t expected the Second Hero to block his attack.
He had heard of Qin Chu’s talent and rapid growth, but this was ridiculous. He was almost a match for him?
Was his talent that monstrous?
He had expected to shatter the flimsy battle qi sword easily, but it had held firm. Moreover, his own axe had been chipped.
His eyes glowed with madness as he prepared his next attack.
But Qin Chu smiled, his other hand casually flicking the tip of his sword, bending the blade.
Then, he released it, and the blade snapped back, sending Muse stumbling backwards.
A sharp pain shot through his foot.
He groaned.
An ice shard had pierced his sole, blood staining the snow.
Heloise’s handiwork. Iyeta had taught her how to create ice shards beneath the surface, a surprisingly effective tactic.
Heloise raised her hand, and the falling snowflakes seemed to freeze in mid-air.
She flicked her fingers, and the snowflakes shot towards Muse like tiny, razor-sharp darts.
This blizzard was her domain.
Here, her power was at its peak.
Muse’s face darkened, his axe whirling like a storm.
Thud, thud, thud… He shattered the snowflakes, but each impact jolted him, forcing him to retreat.
The snowflakes were too numerous to block completely.
One slipped through his defenses, grazing his cheek. The seemingly fragile snowflake cut him deeply, bone visible beneath the wound.
He stumbled back, finally catching his breath as the snowfall subsided.
He panted, his body burning with fever.
He glared at Heloise. Damn it, he had underestimated them.
He hadn’t expected this seemingly fragile woman to be so powerful.
He saw the woman in black stockings retreating. Athena stood motionless. Had she defeated her?
It was possible. Athena was strong.
While that woman seemed strange, defeating Athena so quickly was unlikely.
Muse, never the brightest, his mind now clouded by illness and the pressure of battle, didn’t have time to think.
“Athena, let’s team up! Take down these bastards!”
“You handle the mages. I’ll kill Qin Chu.”
Without waiting for her answer, he roared and charged again.
But as he took his first step…
A sharp pain pierced his chest. An ice shard had impaled him from behind.
Blood sprayed everywhere.
He froze, slowly turning his head, his eyes wide with disbelief, looking at the woman behind him.
His former comrade, Athena.
Her hand still gripped her staff, the mana around it still shimmering.
A twisted, broken smile spread across her face:
“Muse… you want to harm my master?”
Athena had completely broken down.
Ireta’s face showed a flicker of surprise. She hadn’t expected this.
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