Hero? Are You Worthy?-Chapter 767 - 525: My Woman, How Can She Be Bullied? ( - 1 4000 Words)_2

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Chapter 767: Chapter 525: My Woman, How Can She Be Bullied? (Chapter 1 4000 Words)_2

After this woman was killed, no soul spilled out.

Normally, even an ordinary person would have their soul gradually dissipate after death, but there was no such occurrence with this woman, like she was just a statue, a puppet.

And this situation was something Qin Chu had just encountered.

It was that previously eliminated monster who was very likely to be an incarnation of the initial Hero.

Qin Chu pondered whether this woman might also have some connection to the initial Hero, like the previous guy, and was also one of the Hero’s incarnations?

After a long while, Qin Chu raised his head and looked toward the depths of the glacier, "Inas, take me there."

Inas nodded vigorously.

Although she was terrified of Qin Chu’s power, he was now the only hope; the former Holy Daughter dared not neglect and quickly led Qin Chu and Antasia back the way they came.

On the way, Inas also gave Qin Chu a brief explanation about the situation deep inside the glacier.

It included the Evil God Remains sealed beneath the glacier, the hundred-meter-thick ice layer that was inexplicably easily penetrated, the Resentful Spirits swarming out from beneath the ice layer, plus seven beings like this woman who were crazed like wild beasts.

Qin Chu was also shocked.

Seven humanoid monsters, crazed like wild beasts, completely irrational, but with overpowering strength?

It isn’t rare on the Sky Dome Continent for practitioners to turn into monsters due to certain disturbances in their training, or say, overly aggressive approaches—the former Death Knight Karthas was one such case.

During his training, he was driven mad by the whisperings of the Evil God, fell completely into darkness, and ended up killing his entire family.

But those who can reach over Level 90, which one isn’t an old hand among the sly? Suddenly, there are seven crazed individuals; anyone could feel that something was amiss.

The remaining six, could they be like this woman, all powerful avatars yet devoid of a soul?

If this woman is an avatar, a puppet, of that Hero who was living the good life, then could the other six be in the same position?

How many avatars does that guy have, anyway?

No wonder he is the initial Hero.

His existence far predates both Qin Chu and Jie Luo on the Sky Dome Continent, which has allowed him to possess a power that’s almost exaggerated.

The current situation is likely quite dire for Ireta.

That’s my woman; how could I possibly let others bully her?

After carefully inquiring about the exact direction and distance from Inas, Qin Chu directly spread out a Space Transfer Magic Scroll.

With a hum, three figures instantly vanished from their original location.

When they appeared again, cold biting winds already surrounded them.

Whoo... whoo... whoo...

The chaotic winds howled like wild beasts.

The disordered impacts lifted the ice layers.

Not far in front, dense blackness obscured everything, as numerous distorted figures twisted wantonly in the gloom and darkness.

Cackle cackle cackle cackle...

Hahaha hahaha...

Wuwu wuwu...

Mixed with violence, sobbing, anger, madness, and numbness, the voices combined together, piercing through everyone’s ears the moment they appeared on the scene.

In an instant, each felt as though their brains were filled to the brim, buzzing, accompanied by bouts of sharp pain.

Pain was clearly evident on Inas and Antasia’s faces, with even warm liquid flowing from their nostrils, while Qin Chu seemed completely unaffected by the weird noises.

His gaze swept across the scene—it was truly a dance of demons.

This place was a genuine Hell.

Thousands of Evil Spirits writhed in Hell, wailing and releasing the spite within their malicious souls, drifting through the fog in their hazy forms.

Some had elongated tongues with a cyanotic complexion, others had shattered limbs or cracked skulls with plasma covering their bodies, while yet others were twisted in form...

However, they all shared one common trait: from each Evil Spirit’s malicious soul, a gray-black line extended, floating like a venomous snake in midair, the other end of the black line submerged beneath the fragmented glaciers.

Above the glacier, a vast hole had suddenly appeared.

At this moment, no longer were Evil Spirits floating out of the hole; Qin Chu could clearly see through the opening to the massive, solid body within.

The shockwaves from the battle outside had even affected the remains of the Evil God beneath the ice layer, with the hair on the surface of the body trembling with the impacts.

Indeed, here lay the remains of the Evil God.

The energy released by the remains of the Evil God.

The energy released by the initial duplicate of the Hero.

The strength of the Daughter of Death, Ireta.

The power of the Evil Spirits.

In this area, a wild mix of energies had merged together, almost turning into an energy storm.

Beings of even slightly lesser strength couldn’t even come close; approaching meant their bodies might be torn into pieces.

Qin Chu lifted his head and peered into the distant skies, quickly spotting six frenzied figures—that should be the remaining few Inas spoke of, other than the woman who had been killed earlier.

But now, these six looked distinctly weird, each wrapped in a ghostly aura, waves of malignant energy emanating from them.

They no longer acted as mere puppets, blindly following instincts or commands; they had become Corpse Ghosts.

Corpse Ghosts, as the term implied, referred to ghosts taking over bodies.

They were once dead bodies now occupied by Evil Spirits.

The initial Hero’s duplicate was very strong, but without a soul, just an empty shell, it made the perfect host for these Evil Spirits.

At the moment, six powerful Corpse Ghosts, mixed with thousands of Evil Spirits, were continuously striking the center of the area, creating gaps through which one could glimpse the figures of Ireta and Florence.

Florence, ultimately, couldn’t escape; while trying to flee, she was pursued by a multitude of Evil Spirits and, with no other option, chose to intercept them to buy time for Inas.

After reuniting with Ireta, she was under Ireta’s protection, supporting Ireta in her battle.

Ireta’s power, which targeted the soul directly, was somewhat of a nemesis for Evil Spirits; indeed, the strength of an individual Evil Spirit wasn’t particularly remarkable. Ashes filled the air like feathers or snowflakes, falling down—these were residues of destroyed Evil Spirits.

But the sheer number of Evil Spirits was overwhelming.

How many Evil Spirits had the two women destroyed? Eight hundred, a thousand, two thousand, or even more?

Unknown—they no longer had the time to count. Yet an unending stream of Evil Spirits still surged forth, the view before them perpetually a dense mass with no sign of diminishing.

Moreover, once some Evil Spirits took over a few of the stronger figures, the situation between the two sides instantly turned dire.

Ireta’s Death Domain had been forcibly shrunk to just a thin layer clinging to the bodies of the two women.

Their already pale complexions now looked even more like golden paper, with their black dresses heavily torn. Their slender, beautiful legs in black stockings now revealed numerous holes, exposing their starkly pale skin.

Florence’s condition was even worse; one arm had broken off, and there was absolutely no time for recovery.

Even her chest had developed a hole where her heart was almost wrenched out by an Evil Spirit, with blossoming red splotches like plum blossoms on her white dress.

Most importantly, the continuous battle had inevitably led to exhaustion of energy within both women.

They were increasingly unable to mount powerful defenses or counterattacks; at this rate, it wouldn’t be long before they were overwhelmed by the tide of Evil Spirits.

Even with Ireta’s and Florence’s unyielding wills, despair was unavoidable at this time.

The enemy was simply too strong; in such a short time, Inas probably couldn’t even make it to the Ice Duchy, let alone come across Qin Chu and manage to arrive.

It seemed that they too would meet their demise amidst these glaciers.

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