Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 97

Chapter 97: The End of the Minotaurs

The news Violet brought was truly astonishing.

Accidentally learning too much about things unrelated to oneself in this world might not be a good thing.

Qin Chu took a deep breath, using his strong willpower and the power of forced calm to quell the shock in his heart. His expression had returned to its usual composure.

Ekaterina, however, still looked frightened, and even Shaye was filled with shock.

Only Anthea, whose memory loss was severe, didn’t understand how astonishing the news Violet revealed was.

What kind of existence was the Lord of Storms?

One of the seven auxiliary Gods serving beside the Goddess of Holy Light worshipped by the Holy See.

An extremely noble Deity.

But now, Violet actually said that the Lord of Storms was dead? Then what had the Holy See been worshipping all these years?

Violet appreciated Qin Chu’s ability to calm down so quickly, but felt that she might have revealed too much information at once, which wasn’t necessarily a good thing for him.

Everything spoken will be known!

Although, she herself didn’t know much.

“Sorry, the news is too shocking. I’m having a hard time digesting it,” Qin Chu finally spoke after a long while.

Violet smiled sadly, “It’s alright, it’s normal.”

She changed the subject, “That’s why I envy her…”

She was referring to Shaye.

“She didn’t obtain authority from the Gods, but relied on her own talent and hard work to become the strongest Witch.”

“Perhaps she occasionally prays to the Gods in the Void, but she is not a believer.”

“She is also the youngest of all Witches and doesn’t have to endure the erosion of Divine knowledge like the others.”

“Perhaps we are not worthy of the title of Witch. Only she can be called a true Witch.”

“She even has the potential to become a God.”

Qin Chu was also surprised. He didn’t expect Violet to have such a high opinion of Shaye, but becoming a God was a bit of an exaggeration, wasn’t it?

Given Shaye’s personality, she should be putting her hands on her hips and humming proudly at this point.

But perhaps because she had received too much shocking news all at once, Shaye was very quiet. She didn’t say a word.

Qin Chu took a light breath, “Miss Violet, my next question might be a bit offensive.”

“It’s alright!”

“May I ask, why haven’t you gone mad?”

Divine knowledge was the seed of hope and the root of despair.

According to Violet, every Witch who received Divine knowledge would eventually go mad because their brains couldn’t withstand the vast sea of wisdom. But Violet was clearly normal; she didn’t seem to be affected by Divine knowledge.

Violet seemed to have anticipated Qin Chu’s question. She didn’t feel offended at all. The corners of her beautiful mouth curled up into a strange arc, and her gentle temperament suddenly became cold and sinister. She murmured,

“How do you know I haven’t gone mad?”

Hiss!

As soon as Violet said this, goosebumps erupted all over Qin Chu’s body, and his hair stood on end. He instinctively leaned back, feeling a frantic urge to flee from this place deep within his heart.

The surrounding air felt heavy, and he felt spasms in many parts of his body because of Violet’s words.

His stomach ached.

Giggle… Violet’s laughter came from across the room. The coldness and darkness on her face seemed to have disappeared, and she was smiling at Qin Chu, seemingly amused by his reaction.

“Sorry, I was just joking.”

A classic curse echoed repeatedly in Qin Chu’s mind:

“Damn it, is that how you joke? You scared the shit out of me.”

This woman’s gentle and tranquil temperament had made Qin Chu forget her terrifying identity as a Witch. And when a gentle woman suddenly showed such a strange and twisted smile, it was even more terrifying.

“Miss Violet, that joke wasn’t funny at all,” Qin Chu said with a hint of resentment in his voice.

Violet abruptly changed the subject again, not answering Qin Chu’s question.

After chatting for a while longer, Violet stood up from her chair and bowed gracefully to everyone, “Everyone, it’s getting late. Please rest in this temple tonight…”

Qin Chu looked out the door. It had gotten dark without him realizing it.

Night seemed to fall earlier here.

As night fell, the desert storm seemed to become even more boisterous. The whistling of the wind echoed in his ears. He stood up, “Thank you for your kindness, but we won’t bother you.”

This place was a bit eerie, especially with the beautiful Violet. He had no interest in getting involved with her.

He strode towards the door, but just as he reached it…

“The soul fragment of the First Hero…”

Qin Chu stopped abruptly. He didn’t deny it; there was no point in denying it in front of this woman. “How did you know, Miss Witch?”

“I heard it in the wind. This is my territory, the desert, the jungle. Sounds travel with the wind to every corner,” Violet said calmly. “The First Hero’s soul fragment is in my hands. I hope you can stay here. I will give you this soul fragment tomorrow morning. Please.”

Violet’s voice was filled with pleading.

As if to prove her words, a small, dark gray crystal-like object, about the size of a fingernail, appeared in her palm.

It was… a broken fragment of the First Hero’s soul, condensed into a crystal.

Qin Chu’s pupils contracted suddenly, but he quickly calmed down and lowered his eyelids.

Once again, he had no interest in getting involved with her.

And a mere soul fragment of Jie Luo was not enough to make Qin Chu risk staying here.

“Well, esteemed Miss Witch, I suddenly realized that walking at night seems to be quite dangerous. I would be grateful if I could receive your hospitality!”

The Gobi Desert!

Perhaps, it was no longer a Gobi Desert, but a bloody swamp.

The dense crowd of Minotaurs no longer had their initial arrogance. Their eyes had become dim, and they couldn’t even stand upright. They crawled on the ground, their limbs frantically intertwined, running wildly while turning their heads to look at the madwoman in the sky behind them.

Oh my god, this woman was too terrifying.

Her seemingly thin and weak body erupted with energy like a natural disaster.

Even Minotauros, the Minotaur Chieftain, was battered and bruised, covered in scorch marks. His body was completely black, one of his handsome horns had been broken off at the root, and the other was twisted and crooked.

Recalling his once high-spirited appearance, seeing Loseweisse, Qin Chu, and Ekaterina fleeing one after another, Minotauros was filled with rage. He figured he had to capture the skinny woman in front of him, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to explain himself to Lomond when he returned.

So he swung his axe and roared, “Brothers, charge! Tie up that little bitch for me. She’ll be my wife back at the stronghold… When I’m tired of her, I’ll give her to you!”

It was this sentence that enraged Natia.

Natia was furious.

She had originally planned to ignore these Minotaurs, but now she stopped in mid-air, one hand wielding wind and the other fire, and unleashed a Wind and Fire Combo that smashed down from the sky.

The wind and flames instantly spread across the ground, burning at least a thousand Minotaurs to charcoal wherever they went. For a moment, the air was filled with the aroma of steak.

That wasn’t all. The woman’s right hand reached towards the sky as if she was grabbing something. The sky suddenly changed color, dark clouds rolled, and amidst the collision of thick clouds, bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, instantly shattering countless Minotaurs.

All kinds of violent magic were at her fingertips.

Her Mana seemed endless. She had already unleashed countless powerful spells, but her Mana showed no signs of depletion.

For the Minotaur army, this was an unending nightmare.

Their battle axes couldn’t reach the woman high in the sky. They could only endure the nightmarish attacks, watching helplessly as their companions fell like wheat being harvested, dying in droves…

Their tragic deaths, struggling and screaming in the flames, being pierced by ice cones into honeycombs, being struck by lightning into fragments, being swallowed by violently swirling quicksand, and even being cut into countless tiny pieces by the raging storm, enduring the pain of being sliced into a thousand pieces.

The smell of blood, the stench of burnt flesh, the stench of excrement and urine mixed together… turning this place into a veritable hell on earth.

The sound of burning flames, the crackling of ice, the crackling of lightning, the screams of pain, the desperate cries mixed together to form a requiem of the undead.

Demon…

This woman was the real demon!

The Minotaurs’ courage and pride were mercilessly crushed under this violent magic. They dropped their weapons, no longer having the courage to face this Witch. They turned and ran, wanting only to get as far away from this skinny woman as possible.

Natia appeared very gentle on the surface, but once she was angered, her temper was even fiercer than Ekaterina’s.

She had been fighting for a day and a night, but she didn’t know what fatigue was. Looking at the Minotaurs fleeing in panic on the ground, a cruel smile appeared on her narrow face.

Natia slowly opened her hands, the expression on her face gradually becoming solemn. Her hands slowly crossed in front of her chest, as if she was praying to the boundless starry sky.

Surging Mana swirled around Natia’s body like a storm, the dense Mana almost turning into liquid.

At some point, the pitch-black night sky had turned orange-red.

The dark clouds became fire clouds.

The temperature between heaven and earth was rapidly rising. The scorching heat distorted the air, and the bloody swamp on the ground instantly evaporated. The broken corpses of the Minotaurs quickly turned into mummies.

The terrifying power made the fleeing Minotaurs stop in their tracks. They stared blankly at the sky above with wide eyes, the darkness replaced by huge, fiery fireballs.

Even in the sky, who knew how high up, the fireballs still seemed enormous, even obscuring the moonlight.

As for the number of giant fireballs, the Minotaurs’ intelligence couldn’t even begin to estimate how many there were. They only knew there were many, many, many…

The next moment, countless flames fell from the sky like hail.

As they got closer and closer, the fireballs continued to expand in size. No one could imagine the terrifying energy contained within those house-sized fireballs.

Their thick legs could only tremble in the face of this terrifying power. Countless Minotaurs couldn’t help but let out desperate cries. The surging energy suppressed their bodies, their legs. They hunched over, standing in place, waiting for the judgment of death to fall.

Super-tier magic.

Meteor Shower.

The same magic that Qin Chu taught Candice.

The most basic of the Super-tier magic, but even so, Super-tier magic was still Super-tier magic. Its power was definitely not something that ordinary Demon Beasts could contend with. It was energy that could change the color of the sky and make the earth tremble.

Crimson, reflecting off the curly manes on the Minotaurs’ faces of despair.

Their huge eyes were completely replaced by the color of flames.

The judgment of judgment had arrived.

Countless huge fireballs covered a vast area of a thousand meters. The blazing flames engulfed the Minotaurs one by one.

Boom…

A violent sound echoed around like an earthquake and thunder.

These Minotaurs didn’t even have time to let out a scream before they were instantly reduced to ashes.

The fireballs crashed into the ground, causing violent explosions. The dense explosions combined to create a shocking shockwave. A thousand meters away, boulders were instantly shattered into fragments, and yellow sand flew everywhere.

The large trees in the jungle were instantly snapped, and even the mountains further away trembled violently. Large cracks appeared on the smooth cliff faces.

The sound traveled for thousands of miles, and even the imperial city of the Auville Empire could hear the deafening roar.

When the flames subsided, there was not a single living creature left within a vast area. Only a thick layer of ash remained on the ground.

The Minotaur army had completely met its end.

Natia landed above the vast expanse of ashes, her small face finally a little pale. Super-tier magic was powerful, but it also consumed a lot of energy.

Looking at the scene around her, which was even more exaggerated than a crematorium, a smug smile appeared on Natia’s face. Although she had wasted a lot of time, she had finally dealt with all these Demon Beasts.

Suddenly, Natia’s expression became annoyed, and she lightly punched her head with her small fist.

She was so focused on fighting the Demon Beasts that she forgot something more important.

The Hero, Ekaterina, and Loseweisse, where had they all gone?

Following the direction Loseweisse had left, which she had glimpsed earlier, Natia quickly flew over.

Long after Natia flew away, a bulging pile of ash suddenly trembled. A large, charred figure slowly poked its head out of the ashes. Its last handsome horn had also been blown off.

The once-majestic Minotaur Chieftain was now in a sorry state, with not a single patch of intact skin on his body…

His eyes darted around, seemingly unable to see the woman’s figure. It seemed she had really left.

He cursed and climbed out of the ashes, casually wiping his face, which only made it dirtier. “Damn it, that damn woman, I’m not going to argue with you because I haven’t eaten my fill today. I’ll settle the score with you later…”

The night wind blew, and the whistling sound made the Minotaur Chieftain tremble. He subconsciously shrank his neck.

Forget it, forget it. I’m outta here.

That woman was too damn scary.

Compared to her, he didn’t deserve the title of demon at all. That woman was the real devil.

Temple of Storms.

The rumbling sound came from the horizon.

Even Violet, the Storm Witch, was a little surprised, “What’s that sound?”

“Maybe some lawbreakers are fishing with dynamite,” Qin Chu shrugged casually. “So, beautiful Miss Witch, where are our rooms?”

“There’s a spare room on the second floor. You can go to the second floor.”

“As for this beautiful lady, there’s also a room on the first floor…” Violet didn’t pay much attention to the rumbling sound, her face filled with a gentle smile as she led Ekaterina to the room she had prepared.

This Witch seemed to have unintentionally separated the two of them.

Auville Empire, Imperial City.

The Hero’s Residence.

Seven or eight soldiers and a voluptuous woman with wavy, sea-blue hair gathered together, the air filled with the aroma of alcohol.

The woman exuded a lazy and charming aura. Her fair and delicate face radiated mature charm, and her full figure showcased the sexiness of a mature woman, lacking the innocence of young girls but possessing an alluring quality.

She had a high-bridged nose and a pair of chestnut eyes. She could feel the drunken soldiers’ gazes involuntarily drifting towards the ample cleavage revealed by the collar of her mage robe, but she didn’t mind. She had seen this kind of gaze many times.

This woman was Athena, the Grand Mage of the Hero Squad.

In just one day, she had completely blended in with the soldiers in the residence, showing no airs of her high position, sitting on the ground with them, her long, beautiful legs appearing even more slender and straight because of the way she sat sideways.

The hem of her high-slit mage robe naturally fell along her smooth skin to the ground. Under the moonlight, a section of her fair and smooth legs seemed to radiate a jade-like luster. Her small and delicate feet were wearing a pair of light purple high-heeled sandals, and a few round, grape-like toes playfully peeked out…

She seemed to be a little drunk.

With a blush on her cheeks, Athena drained the liquid in her glass and gazed at the guards beside her with her hazy eyes. Her lotus-root-like arm rested on a guard’s shoulder:

“Von…”

She easily called out a name that even Qin Chu couldn’t remember.

“What kind of person do you think the Hero we summoned this time is?”

The next moment, all eight guards fell silent.

A few seconds later, they spoke in unison:

“A maid fanatic!”

“A hopeless maid fanatic… And he likes big breasts…”

“Beautiful…”

“With a good figure…”

Creak…

Athena’s flushed cheeks suddenly stiffened, and her cherry lips seemed to tremble slightly.

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    Reficul

    Porque nadie comenta, de lo importante que fue la noticia que uno de los Dioses Murió hace más de mil años

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