Chapter 143

The nobles around them looked at each other, and they looked at each other... They were all believers of the Goddess of Holy Light, in name only.

As for how much faith they still had in their hearts, only they themselves knew.

But at least, at this moment, looking at the dilapidated buildings and shriveled corpses around them, and thinking that such a disaster could befall them at any time, their faith in their hearts was still pious.

Their arms were crossed in front of their chests, chanting the prayers of the Goddess of Holy Light, longing for the protection of the Holy Light.

Their prayers seemed to be useful, and strands of white silk gathered in the sky, and finally condensed above Qin Chu's head, like a holy blooming lotus.

The night was like day.

Qin Chu's figure was bathed in the holy light, and there seemed to be white wings flickering behind him.

For a moment, Qin Chu's figure seemed particularly holy and noble.

The scene was seen by the nobles around them, and their bodies were trembling, and their eyes were flashing with excitement and worship, and even madness.

Is this... an angel coming?

At some point, as the first person knelt on the ground, more and more people knelt on the ground.

"Angels have descended!"

"God's messenger!"

"This is a miracle."

Similar voices came one after another.

Augustus, Santa Monica and Wadsworth's hearts sank. They had consciously concealed the fact that Qin Chu could summon the goddess's phantom before, to prevent Qin Chu from being worshipped as a god's messenger.

Unexpectedly, it appeared in another way now!

Qin Chu's face was full of mercy and holiness, and he lowered his head to look at Karsus. Karsus seemed to have heard the curses and abuses on himself, the insults to Jello, and the worship of Qin Chu.

The power of holy light seemed to have slightly brought back Karsus's sanity. Although he had no head, this guy seemed to understand what was happening around him.

His body twitched, spasmed, and struggled violently.

If he really had his own consciousness, then he must be in pain now, right?

Pain is right. If Karsus really didn't react at all, then Qin Chu would feel less fun.

"Karsas..." Qin Chu lay down and leaned close to Karrsas' heart. He placed his hand on Karrsas' chest. Through his palm, the magic power infused Qin Chu's voice into Karrsas' body in the form of consciousness communication. This method was extremely secretive and would not be noticed by anyone, not even Wordsworth who was following behind.

If Karrsas was still conscious, he would definitely sense it.

"I can actually save you, but why should I waste precious magic power on you?"

"Actually, Norma just begged me to save you. You seem to have misunderstood something... But it doesn't matter. Now Norma seems to have completely disliked you. What a pity."

"You seem to like Sylph too, right?"

"I will definitely eat Sylph too. I will use the worst means to deal with him. It's a pity that you are about to die and you can't see it. Otherwise, it must be very exciting."

"Oh, by the way, do you think I don't know what your brave team is planning?"

"Wrong, I know it clearly."

"Your plan to kill me is doomed to fail. On the contrary, I will kill everyone in the brave team."

"By the way, Benson was actually killed by me."

Karsas' body suddenly stiffened. He seemed to have really heard Qin Chu's voice. After a few seconds, the headless body began to twitch, spasm, and struggle with an extremely exaggerated amplitude.

Qin Chu also straightened up, clenched his hands again, and the Sword of Judgment appeared in his palm again. It was a loss for Mei to hear Karsus' desperate wail, but it was almost time for him to die.

"Evil filth, do you still want to struggle?"

"In the name of the Goddess of Holy Light, accept the judgment."

Puff...

The Sword of Judgment pierced Karsus' heart.

The silver-white flame spread rapidly towards his body and limbs with the heart as the center.

After telling Karsus all the truth and letting his consciousness taste the most painful despair, Qin Chu finally ended his life mercifully.

Karsus came to the end amid the curses, abuses, hatred, and disgust of the crowd.

On the ground, only some ashes were left.

Four chains fell to the ground.

Looking at the respectful eyes around him, Qin Chu knew that the grand scene he deliberately created temporarily had a very good effect.

He wanted to fool the nobles around him like a charlatan, but suddenly, Qin Chu seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.

The dark night sky seemed to be torn in half by a huge battle axe. The scarlet light enveloped the earth like blood, and the whole world took on a bloody color.

Gloomy and depressing.

An indescribable sense of fear spread in everyone's heart.

No one knew what was going on.

A huge bone throne emerged from the void!

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Chapter 177 Demon King Nag (2)

The deepest darkness was replaced by crimson, covering the whole world. Starlight, like bright red gems, dotted the night sky with strange lights. Then countless slender, sticky, blood-like traces were swaying, floating between heaven and earth.

The two crescent moons turned into scarlet blood moons.

The whole world was covered with a hazy crimson veil, and it was extremely quiet, like a huge tomb.

The crimson gradually turned into a thick blood light, reflecting on everyone's face, all showing a strange color, making people's faces look more distorted, even with hideousness, bathing in the scarlet light, panic began to spread.

People didn't know what was going on, but anyone could feel the ominous and indescribable fear contained in it, which began to spread in everyone's heart, and people's bodies were shaking.

They wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

Qin Chu's face was also very solemn. He knew that his first real fight against the gods in the void had aroused the dissatisfaction of that powerful and strange existence.

Augustus, Wordsworth, and Santa Monica also looked solemn, with faces of different colors staring at the void above their heads.

Sylph and Ellie could not care about the sadness of Karsus' death for the time being.

...

The night was so peaceful. The scarlet full moon was completely different from usual days. It was dreamy and beautiful. The trees cast mottled shadows on the broken ground of the quiet and deserted world.

The crimson was still spreading, spreading along the dark sky.

Suddenly, a different color emerged from the crack torn in the void.

Qin Chu felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

It was a tall throne.

Like a palace, like a mountain.

The entire throne was made of white skulls. How many skulls were needed to form a huge throne? Ten thousand, one hundred thousand? One million or ten million?

No one knew. They could only see that the eye sockets on the white skulls were all flashing with a strange scarlet light.

There was nothing visible on the throne, but even if it was just empty, it was like a mountain pressing down on everyone's heart, bringing heavy and breathless fear.

Then, a voice that was extremely violent and filthy entered Qin Chu's ears. Unlike the weird whispers he had heard before, this voice was more penetrating. It was not eerie but full of violent roars.

His blood vessels and veins immediately stood out, squirming violently, almost about to burst.

It seemed that Qin Chu saw the scene of his blood vessels bursting and blood gushing out.

The uncontrollable violence deep in his heart was spreading rapidly...

He seemed to be about to become a ferocious monster like Karsus.

Light!

Suddenly, Qin Chu bit his tongue, and the stinging made him recover a little. He shouted loudly, and the soft holy light filled the air again.

The violent impulse in the chest calmed down instantly. The holy light gradually spread around with Qin Chu's body as the center. The closest one was Wordsworth. His eyes were wide open, his eyes were bulging, his fingers were clenched, and his body seemed to be expanding faintly.

It was obvious that he was fighting against the violent impulse in his body that wanted to destroy crazily.

The holy light descended, and the impulse of devouring was suppressed. Wordsworth took a deep breath and returned to normal. He looked around. Wordsworth and Santa Monica, the two most powerful magicians, were the least affected.

The mental strength of the magician was relatively high, and the resistance to this kind of influence was also stronger, which was much better than Wordsworth.

Under the spread of the holy light, the slight discomfort of the two was gradually dispelled.

Norma was also normal. This woman's mind was stronger than it seemed on the surface. A large number of nobles in the distance only felt fear, and other aspects did not seem to be affected too much.

That mysterious and strange existence seemed to look down on ordinary people because they had no power.

The ones who were really unlucky were those who had certain strength and happened to be noticed by the existence in the void, but were not strong enough to withstand the scarlet impact...

In a large group of nobles, a young man howled miserably, his body swelled into a sphere, his skin was covered with strange cracked lines, his body hair became black and long, and the whole person seemed to have transformed into a huge gorilla, and the miserable howl gradually turned into a cruel roar.

His hands had turned into sharp claws, and he pounced on the person closest to him, but before he could rush over, his blood vessels could no longer withstand the almost boiling blood in his body and burst.

He wanted to destroy, but he was the first to go to destruction.

The holy light continued to spread, and more and more people were shrouded in the holy light. Their violently beating hearts gradually calmed down, and the holy light made them feel warm and stable.

Only Qin Chu was still spreading the holy light, and only the holy light could bring salvation... Fear can best breed faith.

Suddenly, Qin Chu's heart trembled violently.

He felt a pair of ferocious eyes sweeping over him.

That was the gaze of a god.

A momentary shudder gave Qin Chu goose bumps all over his body.

Then, the crimson in the night sky quickly shrank like a rolling river, darkness fell again, the moonlight became bright again, all the light converged in the cracks, the throne of bones disappeared before his eyes, and the cracks in the void gradually closed.

If there weren't a few more corpses that exploded for no reason on the ground, people would even think that what they saw before was just an illusion.

The strange silence around them lasted for several seconds. A large number of nobles prostrated themselves on the ground, praising the name of the brave and the glory of the Holy Light Goddess.

At this moment, Qin Chu was no longer just a brave, he was also the messenger of the Holy Light Goddess.

Qin Chu didn't care about the reactions of the nobles around him. His face was just calm, and he looked at Wordsworth, Santa Monica and Augustus behind him.

"The god just now was not a kind existence..."

His eyes swept across the ashes left after Karsus' body melted on the ground.

"Perhaps, He needs believers."

"But, you don't want to become like Karsus, right?"

Qin Chu dropped a sentence, and then his face was full of gentle smiles to respond to the worship of the nobles.

The three big guys looked at each other, their eyes seemed a little suspicious, and a little admiring.

As expected of the hero, although he seems to be always hanging out with women, he is extremely intelligent. They held a secret meeting behind the hero's back to discuss what choices to make in the future.

Saint Monica once suggested that if the hero and the Holy Light Goddess won, they would be heroes, but if they failed, the new gods would also need believers.

And Qin Chu actually saw through their thoughts completely.

The ambiguous words just now were more like the hero's warning that they did not have many choices.

You don't want to become like Karsus, do you? His body trembled inexplicably, and he recalled the believers of the void gods... One was the eldest prince, who eventually turned into a rotting, stinking, crazy piece of meat.

One was Karsus, who turned into a crazy monster that could do nothing but kill.

Is this the fate of the believers of the void gods? An ending worse than death.

The three of them looked at each other, and they seemed to understand what was in each other's eyes. The previous decision now seemed a little too hasty...

Watching Qin Chu respond to the nobles kneeling on the ground and accepting the worship of thousands of nobles, the three of them felt a little depressed. They knew that the reputation of the hero was inevitably getting higher and higher, and the difficulty of attacking the hero in the future would also increase sharply. They might face countless obstacles.

Norma looked at Qin Chu's back with admiration in her eyes.

Sylph and Ellie's faces were gloomy, and their fingers were clenched.

There was murderous intent in their eyes.

Even the first generation of the hero, Lord Jello, was not so popular. What virtue did Qin Chu have? He was not even qualified to carry Lord Jello's shoes. What did he do? Why was he more popular than Lord Jello, who had fought monsters for many years and saved countless lives?