Chapter 237

Chapter 282 The Queen's Madness (2)

Watching the wooden statue turn its head and look at him, it even smiled.

Even though Qin Chu had experienced a lot, this scene still made his scalp tingle.

In front of his eyes, various images began to emerge, as if countless graceful figures were dancing around him. Everywhere in front of him were beautiful women, with white bodies twisting freely, showing the most beautiful scenery.

The seductive fragrance bloomed in his nose.

The women were getting closer and closer to Qin Chu.

Qin Chu could feel that something was wrong. He wanted to dodge, but his legs were like lead and he couldn't move at all. He could only watch the most beautiful women who perfectly matched his fantasy swaying their graceful figures in his arms.

He could feel the soft and elastic touch on his back.

On both sides, there were also charming girls with enchanting faces.

What is a gentle place?

This is a gentle place.

The charming and tender voice echoed in his ears, like feathers teasing his heart, making the fire in his heart burn even hotter.

This is a paradise that is enough to make any man sink.

Qin Chu knew that this was an illusion.

This was the influence of the strange statue on him.

But it was not easy to break free from this illusion. This was completely different from the illusion Qin Chu had experienced before. It was more real and more dangerous.

Seeing that the girls in front of him were becoming more and more excessive, Qin Chu suddenly bit his tongue.

The piercing pain came, coupled with Qin Chu's super high mental power, the illusion was broken.

The faces of those girls with graceful figures and peerless appearances suddenly became hideous. They seemed to have turned into twisted evil spirits, opening their sharp nails and screaming at Qin Chu.

But before the nails touched Qin Chu's body, the figures of these girls were like mirrors that were hit hard, shattered into pieces, and disappeared cleanly with shrill screams.

Huh...

Qin Chu let out a long breath. He could feel the blood vessels on his forehead protruding. His whole body had just been under great pressure for a short time, and his clothes were soaked.

Next to him, Carol, Angelica and Wordsworth were looking at Qin Chu with a strange look. They could see that Qin Chu's black eyes were full of bloodshot, and every bloodshot was clearly visible.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Wordsworth asked hurriedly: "Since you saw this statue, you have been a little bit wrong..."

Qin Chu did not answer, but just looked at the statue in front of him. The statue had completely returned to normal, as if everything he had seen before was just an illusion.

Then...Qin Chu walked up, grabbed the statue, and pressed it headfirst into the mud, only to make the statue dirty all over.

This was not enough. Seeing a toilet in the distance, he threw the statue into the pit with a bang.

Aren't you a god who controls desire, elegance, and noble power?

Then go to the pit to be elegant and noble.

I seemed to hear a crazy roar in my ears, and I don’t know if it was Qin Chu’s illusion.

Damn it.

Qin Chu spat.

This move made Wadsworth and the others look at each other in bewilderment. Although it was a statue of the evil god, wouldn’t it be too bad to throw it directly into the cesspool?

“Hey…” Qin Chu grinned and said, “The will in that thing just now wanted to erode my soul, so I just gave it a little return gift.”

After a brief explanation, Qin Chu glanced around again: “Brother, it seems that your queen is not here. She should have guessed that her identity has been exposed, so she found a place to hide.”

“The next thing depends on you, brother. If you need help with any results, you can contact me at any time.”

Search and investigation, this is Wadsworth’s strength.

As the emperor, Wadsworth controls the most powerful intelligence agency in the entire Orwell Empire. It is much better to use the power of these intelligence agencies than to try his luck everywhere.

Arriving beside Angelica, Qin Chu held Angelica in his arms in Angelica's somewhat shy eyes, nodded goodbye to Wordsworth and Carroll, and then carried Angelica back to the palace.

Silence all the way.

Angelica leaned quietly on Qin Chu's chest, and she could clearly hear Qin Chu's heartbeat.

Her little hands grasped Qin Chu's collar, with a happy smile on her face.

She liked this feeling very much, even if it was not the pleasure between the bed and the bed, just holding herself gently like this could make Angelica feel happy.

"Master, I can walk by myself..." Angelica whispered. As a maid, she actually let the master hold her, which seemed unqualified to Angelica.

"Are you going to shake and shake and arrive home tomorrow morning?" Qin Chu raised his eyebrows and said softly.

Angelica puffed her cheeks. She knew that the master was kind, but could she say it in a more gentle way?

"Angelica..."

Angelica's body trembled slightly, she could feel that Qin Chu's tone had become serious.

"Hmm..." She hummed.

"I remember what I told you before, right?"

"No matter what happens, you must put your life in the most important position. Intelligence is important, but your life is more important." Qin Chu said quietly.

Angelica bit her teeth, not knowing how to answer.

These words were indeed said by Qin Chu, but in that situation, Angelica only wanted to know the other party's detailed plan and didn't want her master to be hurt. How could she have time to think about these things?

"I was wrong." Angelica admitted her mistake in a low voice.

But what she was thinking was that if she encountered this situation again next time, she would probably make the same choice.

"Since you are wrong, you must accept the punishment."

Punishment?

Angelica's eyes widened. How to punish? Her little hands subconsciously covered her back. Would she spank her butt?

If she was going to spank, please be gentle.

Just when Angelica was afraid, Qin Chu suddenly lowered his head and held his white lips.

...

On the other side, Wordsworth stayed quietly in the palace.

Just as Qin Chu expected, Wordsworth arranged all his intelligence personnel to go out to find the trace of Queen Mavis.

At the same time, he also began to arrest the members on the list left by Angela before her death.

However, Wordsworth's face gradually became more and more ugly.

"Your Majesty, Princess Penny is not in the palace. According to the maid, she left the palace this afternoon and seemed to be meeting with her close friends."

"Your Majesty, Princess Jennifer is not in the palace..."

"Her Royal Highness the Thirteenth Princess is not in the palace."

The intelligence personnel kept bringing bad news. The two princesses and one princess on the list, like Queen Mavis, have all disappeared and their whereabouts are unknown.

Wordsworth's face was distorted and his fists were clenched.

But as more and more news came, Wordsworth's face became more and more ugly.

"The wife and daughter of Marquis Michel left the mansion in the afternoon and have not been found since then."

"All seven wives of Earl Yellen are missing."

"All six daughters of Viscount Alar are missing..."

All those on Angela's list are missing, and without exception, they left the mansion this afternoon and then could not be found again.

It seems that Angela and Sharon have been abandoned from the beginning.

When the two of them were preparing to get rid of Qin Chu with their own hands, Mavis had already started to arrange the next plan, evacuating the members of the Paradise Witch Society in the palace in advance. It would be best if Angela and Sharon succeeded. If they failed, Mavis had a second plan.

Even in the entire imperial city, all the members of the Witch Society belonging to Mavis were evacuated.

What exactly does this woman want to do?

Wordsworth frowned.

Suddenly he widened his eyes and thought of the three photos he saw in the queen's bedroom, her son's, Qin Chu's and his own.

And thought of Angela's death.

That stupid and pitiful princess wanted to give birth to a divine fetus and bring the blood of the gods to this world, but in the end, because of her own lack of strength and insufficient nutrients, she gave birth to only a mass of amorphous meat.

The divine fetus was not born, but a freak was born instead.

Wordsworth felt as if a piece of his chest was hollowed out, and he felt depressed and uncomfortable, and his breathing turned into panting.

His face turned pale, and the thoughts that came to his mind made his scalp numb. Queen Mavis, could it be that she really wanted to hold a God's descent ceremony? She really wanted to bring the blood of the evil god to this world?

Is she crazy?

Doesn't she know how terrible the consequences will be?

A queen, a princess, two princesses... plus the 646 noble ladies and ladies on the list provided by Angela.

Angela's list did not record civilians, but Wordsworth could feel that among the civilians, the number of believers of the Witch Society was probably even greater.

If it was Mavis, she would definitely be a better mother than Angela.

Hundreds of witches, and ten or even dozens of times the number of men, the nutrients might be enough.

...

On the other side!

There is a tall church just beside the wall of the imperial city.

This is the former site of the Earth Mother Goddess Church.

The church of the Earth Mother Goddess in the Orwell Empire used to be located here, but as the power of the Earth Mother Goddess continued to expand, this church that could only accommodate thousands of people was obviously no longer worthy of the status of the Earth Mother Goddess, so it spent a lot of money and decades to build the magnificent building now.

The old site was completely abandoned.

Of course, although it was abandoned, it was also the property of the Earth Mother Goddess.

But today, in this abandoned church, there was a lot of noise.

In the dark space, torches jumped with bright flames, and long shadows were drawn on the ground, crisscrossing like ghosts.

The whole church was filled with women's screams and men's roars.

The firelight reflected on the white skin of women, becoming more and more dazzling.

Who was the most popular among them? It was Princess Penny, Princess Jennifer... There were dozens of figures around that tall and plump body.

There were sons of noble families, soldiers as strong as calves, and even a large number of lowly and dirty civilians.

Indulgence and depravity.

Those civilians seemed to be just temporarily pulled in to make up the numbers. They were not even believers of the Lord of Pleasure, but for these civilian men, when had they ever seen such a beautiful body?

It was a blasphemous existence even if you just looked at it, but now it twisted its body in front of her casually.

Who could bear this kind of stimulation?

Not only the two princesses, but also a large number of other noble ladies and ladies were in the same situation.

Everyone formed a huge circle around them.

In the middle of the circle, it was the woman who had frozen Angelica before, and it was also the queen of Wordsworth and the mother of the eldest prince, Mavis.

Looking at the crazy scenes around her, Mavis's mouth curled up into a twisted arc.

She could feel that a wisp of delicate traces in the air were floating and gathering towards her.

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Chapter 283 The Heartbeat of the Son of God (3)

Both men and women were immersed in madness, enjoying the indulgence without restraint.

They didn't care who the person in front of them was, or how dirty or rude the other person was. They just wanted to enjoy themselves and recklessly abandoned all moral and legal constraints.