Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 297 - 187: Silf’s Fear (4)

Chapter 297: Chapter 187: Silf’s Fear (4)

Blissful Witch Association!

Listen to this name, how terrible, how filthy.

Qin Chu could almost imagine what kind of dirty filth filled the place... But, the witches inside must taste quite good, right?

This awful place, one must vehemently criticize it.

Speaking of which, there are also three witches by my side, why don’t you fight each other, see who is more powerful.

Not just Qin Chu, even the three girls beside him immediately understood what this place was for and what kind of beliefs this Witch Association held.

Angelica and Norma’s cheeks turned slightly red, while Silf just spit lightly, her face unable to hide her disgust.

"Blissful Witch Association..." Qin Chu’s eyes narrowed into slits, "Where is your organization’s headquarters?"

With a whoosh.

When Qin Chu asked this question, Silf, Angelica, and even Norma all turned their gaze to Qin Chu, each pair of eyes emitting a weird look.

Qin Chu was somewhat puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like this? I was assassinated, of course I need to know who wants to kill me, that’s normal, isn’t it?"

A justification full of righteousness.

Indeed, encountering an assassin and wanting to know where the assassin came from was no issue, but hearing these words from a hero sounded a bit eerie.

"Alright, I’ll change the question..."

"What kind of organization is the Blissful Witch Association?" Under the gaze of Angelica and Norma, Qin Chu backed down, feeling a slight regret.

It might have been the hallucination that Qin Chu had just created in this woman’s mind that caused her extreme fear, or because she had already spoken, continuing to hide was meaningless.

A huge, mysterious, and terrifying organization slowly revealed itself before Qin Chu.

The Blissful Witch Association was different from the Mage Association.

It was actually a church that lived in the shadows, and it had existed for thousands of years. They didn’t worship the Holy Light Goddess or the Earth Mother Goddess, but another mysterious deity named the Lord of Pleasure.

The believers were dedicated to pursuing unfamiliar sensations and various stimulating pleasures through fanatical hedonism, thereby sublimating both body and soul.

They abandoned all attachments, morals, and legal constraints, devoting themselves to indulgence in the name of the Lord of Pleasure.

They would commit brutal murders against anything that stood in their way. In pursuit of the ultimate pleasure, they were willing to do anything, regardless of whether their actions were acceptable to others in society.

The members of the Blissful Witch Association were all females, each one bearing the title of a witch.

The witches of the Witch Association were fundamentally different from the witches Qin Chu understood.

Their criteria for selecting members included only three aspects: beautiful looks and perfect bodies, revered status, or powerful abilities.

Their members came from every corner of the Sky Dome Continent, including commoners, nobles, magicians, warriors, assassins, knights... poets, artists...

Members of the upper class would actively seek followers from the lower classes to indulge themselves in pleasure, sinking into degradation, while the lower-class followers released themselves in pleasure.

And pleasure gave them infinite energy.

Qin Chu’s expression turned grave; the influence of this church was probably stronger than imagined, especially in the open-minded Oville Empire, which provided fertile ground for cultivating believers everywhere.

Among the noblewomen who ran out of the Sikes Hotel last night, quite a few of them were likely believers of the Blissful Witch Association.

Suddenly, the woman in front of him took on a somewhat manic expression.

Her eyes were saturated with an indissoluble adoration.

"Our god has abandoned us for a thousand years..."

"But now, we have heard the call from the Lord of Pleasure again. He has not abandoned us. He will come back to this world to accept our worship and sacrifices."

"And you... are the sacrifice."

The lunatic appearance made Qin Chu’s scalp tingle.

This woman revealed a very important piece of information: the true desire to kill him was not from the members of the Witch Association, but from the deity they worshiped, the Lord of Pleasure, who had vanished a thousand years ago and had suddenly reappeared.

Who was this guy? Qin Chu had never even heard of him.

Thinking of the deity they worshiped seemed to give the woman unlimited courage, ignoring the pain and blood from the wounds on her chest and shoulder, her body trembled and writhed, allowing her garment to tear open the flesh of the shoulder wound. This pain even seemed to excite the woman, and her face flushed with a strange crimson.

"Hero..."

"Just wait."

"You will never know how powerful your enemy is, not knowing from which direction the blade will come that will easily tear through your throat..."

The voice, thick with hatred and bitterness, sounded almost like a curse.

Qin Chu’s throat moved slightly, "Tell me, who is your leader?"

Her eyes flickered with a weird brilliance, and just as she opened her mouth to speak, her body suddenly tensed up.

Immediately after, a heart-shaped pattern appeared on her still rather beautiful face, with dense, fine threads spreading out on both sides of the heart, forming feathers, akin to wings.

And these threads, as if alive, rapidly spread over the woman’s body, covering her from head to toe in just a moment.