Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 616 - 444: The Thousand-Year Plan (4000 words)_2

Chapter 616: Chapter 444: The Thousand-Year Plan (4000 words)_2

No one knew whether the mysterious Goddess truly wanted to test Qin Chu’s will or was temporarily suppressed by some other circumstances, unable to separate her strength.

In the sky, the roar continued.

It seemed as though a voice was echoing in Qin Chu’s mind—no, not one voice, but a voice reverberating at 360 degrees without any dead angle:

"Surrender, what’s the use of resisting?"

"You are merely a mortal, how can a mortal’s strength hope to defy the gods? What does it bring you besides more pain?"

"That broken world, that world filled with death, isn’t that what you wanted to see?"

"Surrender, and you will gain an eternal, immortal life, the power to destroy everything."

It was a temptation, a threat.

Qin Chu’s will was even stronger than that mysterious existence had imagined.

For a mere mortal, he had already broken his limits.

Mortal? Mortal?

These two words kept repeating in Qin Chu’s mind.

Suddenly, the figures of Augustus, Angelica, and both Great and Small Shaye flashed rapidly in his mind.

Gradually, his tightly closed and twisted face revealed a hint of a crazy smile.

That’s right.

I am a mortal.

But if Augustus could do it, there’s no reason I couldn’t!

All of a sudden, Qin Chu suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with a nearly insane light. He did not summon the Holy Light from his body or the wings on his back, nor did he pray for the pity of the Holy Light Goddess.

Qin Chu just laughed crazily, laughing as mouthful after mouthful of scarlet fresh blood sprayed out continuously.

It even mixed with fragments of his viscera.

In that instant, his body had become utterly battered.

His soul too was churned into turmoil, but just that last, also the most insane and resilient strand of consciousness, kept stubbornly persisting.

You want me to kill Angelica, kill Shaye, kill Antia, Violet...

Impossible!

You want me to submit and become your servant?

Impossible!

I will seek revenge with my own hands.

Not with power bestowed by an Evil God.

Even without you bunch of freaks, I can still send those enemies to Hell!

Qin Chu cried out almost maniacally as his right hand suddenly lifted, the body that was previously beyond control now somewhat recovered.

Whether it was due to exerting too much force or other reasons, his whole arm looked almost emaciated, and one could clearly see dark bulging veins all over his wrist, back of his hand, and arm.

His fingers seemed like nothing more than white bones, extending slowly but resolutely toward the massive white skeletal skull nearby.

With a creak, Qin Chu’s fingers actually dug into the brain of the skull of bones.

Sacrilege.

To the gods in the Void, Qin Chu’s action was a clear sacrilege.

And it was only Qin Chu who dared to do this under such circumstances.

This scene seemed to have also enraged the Void Evil God, as flames in its eye sockets suddenly expanded.

With a buzzing sound, Qin Chu’s right hand was instantly engulfed in flames, all the flesh on his arm burned to ash and scattered with the wind.

Only the inside, that shining white bone, still endured the roasting of the intense fire.

Qin Chu’s bone density was beyond normal.

It was when he devoured the blood and heart of the Eighth Evil God, as his flesh was repeatedly broken and cracked, then healed by Holy Healing, with each cycle Qin Chu’s fleshly body grew stronger.

Especially this bone, sturdier and mightier than any substance in this world.

Even though he had lost both flesh and meridians, that arm still exerted force, the five fingers bending to directly latch onto the skull’s coronal suture, bone of the finger grating against the skull, making a strange creaking noise.

Qin Chu’s body shook, at this moment he was purely supported by sheer will, and from his grimacing mouth spew curses lacking any elegance of the upper society:

"You want me to surrender?"

"Go to hell!"

In that moment, another heart inside Qin Chu suddenly thumped violently.

The next moment.

Qin Chu’s five fingers suddenly tightened.

Following that, there was a loud snap, and the gigantic white skull in front of Qin Chu in the sky shattered.

It dissipated completely, leaving no trace.

Only two flames remained, still floating in mid-air.

The flames pulsated violently, as if sensing some terrifying, incomprehensible presence, falling into unprecedented fluctuations.

"No, this can’t be..."

Faintly, one could still hear the suppressed roaring coming from the void.

The sound rolled through the sky like muffled thunder, waves raging around, the entire Royal City shaking wildly, the surrounding mountains seemingly unable to withstand the fierce impacts, collapsing in large swathes.

"No..."

"No...no..."

The roaring voice was filled with anger, and within the anger, there was uncontrollable fear.

What kind of existence could frighten even the Void Evil God?

This weird roaring lasted a very long time, suddenly turning into eerie laughter, "Hahaha..."

"I’ve figured it out."

"So that’s what it is, that’s what it is."

"We were all deceived by you at the beginning, is this your plan?"

"I won’t let you succeed."

The sound of thunder rolled over the city, sadly, aside from Qin Chu, no one could understand it; the moment the roar sounded, many people below fainted from the shock, bleeding from all orifices.

Even Qin Chu, who could understand, didn’t grasp what this guy was trying to say— so you’re a riddle man, huh?

Can’t you speak clearly? If not, just get out of Exeter.

What did you understand?

Breathing heavily, Qin Chu really wanted to know what this weird Evil God had realized, it’s just a pity, the other party apparently had no intention of resolving Qin Chu’s doubts.

"What a pitiful guy!"

"But that’s okay, your pathetic life will soon come to an end."

"Next time will be your death date."

The Blood God’s voice gradually subsided, and the two violently burning flames also slowly faded away.

The scarlet that had been covering the entire world was finally no more, bright moonlight sprinkling down from above.

Indeed, unbeknownst to anyone, it had become night.

A plan? Whose plan?

What plan?

Why would you say you’re a pitiable guy?

The oppressive voice still echoed in Qin Chu’s mind.

Then, he felt a darkness before his eyes, and his body fell from the sky.

He really couldn’t hold on any longer, he had reached his limit.

Little Shaye frowned slightly, flashed beside Qin Chu in an instant and embraced his body, then disappeared from mid-air once again, reappearing already in the room.

In her arms, Qin Chu’s body still trembled convulsively, his complexion pale as paper, completely devoid of color.

The injured right arm was healing at an extremely slow pace.

Little Tree Seedling flew back in through the window, re-entering Qin Chu’s body, accompanied by a flash of lush green light that seemed to slightly accelerate the healing process.

The wings on his back and the goddess hair on his wrist both settled down.

Asina and Silf were both standing by, full of concern. They wanted to ask questions but were afraid their voices would wake Qin Chu.

Little Shaye raised a finger to her lips and shushed softly, then pointed towards the door while still holding Qin Chu, her delicate little finger gently stroking Qin Chu’s cheek.

Perhaps because they were connected by their souls, although she usually hated physical contact with the opposite sex, there was no such feeling now, instead, there was a reassuring comfort.

Very familiar, very warm, very intimate.

"Shh, he needs to rest!"

Silf and Asina nodded and left the inn.

Little Shaye’s gaze once again fixed on that familiar face, and after a long while, the corners of her mouth quietly curled up:

"You really are crazy!"