Just as accumulated snow ets the blazing sun.
Their souls rapidly beca transparent, then transford into a pale fog that tumbled in midair, until finally only fine ash fell from the sky.
Hundreds of powerful Evil Spirits vanished just like that.
Ordinary souls, against which Ireta, the holder of the Death Authority, could beco their bane, posed no match for these Evil Spirits that had been soaked in the aura of the Evil God for centuries. Their true nesis was only one thing – the Holy Light.
The Holy Light continued to spread.
With astonishing speed.
Under the rapid spread of the Holy Light, everything happening further ahead seed incredibly slow.
Whether it was the Evil Spirits or the Corpse Ghosts possessed by them, they all seed to have fallen into a quagmire of slow motion, as if frozen in a painting behind a mirror.
Then, the painting shattered, inch by inch.
Like thick ice silently lting away.
Layers upon layers of sinister darkness were stripped away.
The Evil Spirits surrounding Ireta and Florence finally noticed the commotion behind them. With difficulty, they slowly twisted their bodies; the figure floating in the air supported by wings was emitting light that scorched their eyes, bringing waves of agonizing screams.
They had no bodies left, only rotting souls.
And the pain within their souls was even more unbearable.
The piercing pain filled them with fear, with rage.
On the ground, the layers of ice began collapsing en masse, lting. The Evil God Remains seed to be soaked in the puddles, with their body hair floating on the water’s surface.
Floating up with them were countless varied corpses, packed together.
These bodies crowded together, many still in the posture they had been in just after death—so charred by intense flas, so frozen stiff like sculptures, so torn to pieces, so with their intestines spilling out, not one was intact...
Streams of blood erged out of nowhere, turning the water in the collapsed pits a dark red.
In that instant...
Boom... Boom... Boom...
Qin Chu could feel his own heartbeat racing uncontrollably.
The Evil God Remains had fully surfaced.
The heart and Divine’s Right Leg, which had been sealed within Qin Chu’s body, were stimulated intensely at this mont. An indescribable, invisible connection linked the three together completely.
Especially when he caught sight of the vast hole in the chest of the Evil God Remains, Qin Chu felt his heart nearly burst through his chest wall, break through his rib cage, and return to where it truly belonged.
Though it had been dead for a thousand years, this mysterious connection had never been interrupted.
Damn it, could the Evil God Remains truly be aiming for resurrection?
What the hell is the Fate Goddess Moile up to?
While clearing the Evil Spirits in midair, Qin Chu grumbled to himself.
It seed like a long ti had passed, but in reality, it was just an instant.
The grey darkness that had enveloped the area was swept away, the snowflakes in the sky vanished without a trace, and the red sun high above shone down its light once more, rging with the silver sun that had ford on the ground.
All of the writhing Evil Spirits in sight were gone.
Only six Corpse Ghosts possessed by Evil Spirits were lucky enough to survive.
But these Corpse Ghosts had also suffered a fierce impact. Just as the two Battle Axes were about to sever Ireta’s arms, their movent abruptly halted midair, and a mournful wail erged from their open mouths.
Even with the physical body as a barrier, the powerful Evil Spirits occupying it still suffered serious damage.
His body even began to show large areas of decay, and the Evil Spirit’s soul was torn into countless fragnts.
Subsequently, transparent, slippery tentacles sprayed from Qin Chu’s body, entangling the Corpse Ghost.
The Devourer.
The Evil Spirits, suffering in the agony of the Holy Light, had no strength to resist, and could only watch as the body’s Energy was absorbed, drained, and devoured.
With the influence of Super Absorption, the Devourer’s absorption rate reached its limit.
In just a few seconds, the body had turned into a shriveled corpse.
Then, a new Super Order Power appeared on Qin Chu’s panel: Extre Healing.
But before Qin Chu could clearly see what this Super Order Power was about, the entry for Extre Healing had already disappeared from the panel. Instead, the Special Authority Holy Healing started to show so changes.
The Super Order Power, Extre Healing, had already rged with the Special Authority, Holy Healing, evolving into a completely new strength.
The Fake Undying Authority—Infinite Holy Healing!
The tentacles rely quivered lightly, and the desiccated corpse turned into debris in an instant; then, like slippery, venomous snakes, nurous tentacles swiftly slithered past Florence and Ireta, beginning to coil around the other Corpse Ghosts nearby.
...
Elsewhere.
A mysterious cave.
The burning torches failed to provide much light.
The entire cave still seed shadowy and vague.
Mitsui Kenta, the original Hero, was kneeling devoutly at the base of the Goddess of Destiny’s sculpture like the world’s most devoted servant.
Gently caressing the Jade foot... or rather, the shoes of the Divine Statue, and seeing the erging cracks, tears of distress stread down his face.
This was the sculpture he had painstakingly carved with great attention to detail over a long period of ti, the embodint of Mitsui Kenta’s devotion, a symbol of the Goddess. How could he allow it to be desecrated here?
Failing to protect the Goddess’s Divine Statue was his greatest dereliction of duty, a desecration.
As a devoted servant of the Goddess, failing to protect the Divine Statue ant he had failed in his duty.
According to the traditions and rules of his holand, failure ant that he must commit seppuku.
However, after careful consideration, Mitsui Kenta ultimately abandoned the idea of committing seppuku, not because he feared death.
As the Goddess’s most devout servant, sacrificing his life for the Goddess would be the greatest honor... but he could not die, he was the Goddess’s only Believer and Favored.
If he were to die, then no one else would be able to serve the great Fate Goddess Moile.
Moreover, the Goddess must also deeply love him, and if he were to die, surely the Goddess would be heartbroken. So, to spare the Goddess from pain, Mitsui Kenta was prepared to live on, bearing the sha.
No problem there.
In any case, it would be best to start by repairing the Divine Statue.
Even though that beautiful face, perfect chest, slender waist, and long legs were all marred with chapped marks, Mitsui Kenta eventually decided that it was better to start with the Jade foot.
There was no helping it, for the Goddess’s petite feet were simply too beautiful.
So beautiful that they made Mitsui Kenta able to ignore everything else.
He could barely tolerate damage to other parts, but not the pair of Jade feet—absolutely not.
Just as Mitsui Kenta was about to begin the repairs, suddenly, his mind violently stirred as if soone had inserted an egg beater into his brain, furiously spinning and threatening to scramble his thoughts into mush.
The severe pain made Mitsui Kenta involuntarily inhale sharply.
His body spasd as if electrified.
His complexion turned grim. The familiar sensation alerted Mitsui Kenta that another one of his avatars arranged deep in the glacier had died.
Dammit, that was the third avatar that had died.
Was it killed by that mysterious woman? Or had it encountered Qin Chu, the target the Goddess had ordered him to deal with?
Because the connection with his avatar was severed, Mitsui Kenta had lost control over the situation.
However, at the mont of each avatar’s death, his soul still endured the excruciating pain, a truly terrible sensation.
And this was just the beginning.
Before Mitsui Kenta could recover, a new wave of pain erged, and another avatar was destroyed.
The fourth...
The fifth, sixth, seventh...
Those avatars, which possessed imnse strength and controlled Super Order Powers, seed to have encountered an existence in that mont that they absolutely could not withstand, with an overwhelming advantage, one by one they were extinguished, seemingly without even a chance to counterattack.
In a short span of ti, a second round of seven avatars had all perished.
Wave after wave of agony beca unbearable for Mitsui Kenta, his body nearly tearing apart, writhing on the ground like a worm, howling, in utter disarray.
In his excruciating pain, Mitsui Kenta failed to notice that the Divine Statue of the Goddess, which had been motionless in front of him, suddenly opened its eyes!
The Goddess opened her eyes!
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