Honey, It’s Time To Take Your Medicine!

  Chapter 322 Revenge of the Lord of Pleasure (2)

   This is the limit of the power Qin Chu can use at this moment in a state of pure consciousness.

  The little sapling and the hair of the goddess resided in Qin Chu's body and could not be brought here.

   When not relying on the little saplings and the hair of the goddess, Qin Chu really felt how difficult it is to resist the existence of evil gods. Even a statue is enough to exhaust himself.

   Just under the layers of holy light, just under the absorption of the Devourer, the hard statue finally supported to the limit.

   click.

   Crisp sound.

   A crack suddenly appeared on the statue, and immediately began to spread at an extremely fast speed. In a short moment, the entire statue was covered with spider web-like cracks from head to toe.

   With a bang, the statue's head instantly shattered.

   And Qin Chu also supported to the limit, his consciousness faded from above the shattered statue of the god, nested in a small ball on the ground, bulging and bulging, as if he was panting heavily.

  It was really a little bit of a struggle to mobilize all the energy in a state of pure consciousness, but Qin Chu felt a little satisfaction in his consciousness when he saw the **** statue that had lost its head.

   If you say pinch your head, pinch your head.

   There are not many people in this world who can squeeze the head of the evil god, I am so awesome...

What? You said it was just a statue, not an evil god?

  The head of the statue of the evil god, that is also the head of the evil god.

  Rotten eggs are not eggs anymore?

  Qin Chu's consciousness prayed to the Goddess of Holy Light, hoping that the statue would not return to its original state in a few seconds like the previous chain.

Perhaps Qin Chu's prayer had an effect. The broken head of the idol did not heal. On the contrary, after the skull was shattered, the energy in the entire statue seemed to have completely dissipated. Without the support of energy, the cracked statue never recovered. Unable to support it, it turned into fine quicksand and scattered on the altar like a stone that had been supported by wind and rain for thousands of years.

  Accompanied by the storm in the soul space, those fine quicksands also went with the wind, and finally became a grain of dust in the boundless desert.

   Just after the statue shattered, dozens of chains extending from the statue also disappeared from Athena's soul.

  Qin Chu's consciousness was gasping for breath. In fact, there is an easier way to solve this trouble, that is to break away from Athena's soul space, and directly solve Athena's body.

  However, Qin Chu did not choose this.

   It wasn't that he cared about Athena so much. He wanted to use this rare opportunity to hone his experience with the evil god, even though it was just a group of motionless statues.

   After all, for Qin Chu now, the statue is the most suitable opponent.

  If he were to face the evil **** directly, ten thousand Qin Chus would not be enough to die.

  Now Qin Chu is very tired, he can't even leave Athena's soul space, he needs to rest.

  In the middle of the altar, the chains on her body were reduced, but Athena's soul did not relax much because of this. Just now, Qin Chu pushed his own strength to the limit in order to explode the statue's head. The holy light deeply burned Athena's soul, bringing unbearable pain to this soul.

  Her soul has even become thinner, worse than Qin Chu's situation, and it may take a long time to recover.

  …

   In the boundless void.

  A **** let out a deep roar, and the sound wave turned into a terrifying impact and spread in the starry sky. Wherever it went, the meteorite that drifted here was instantly shattered into pieces.

   Desire, Lord of Pleasures.

  His body, which is both male and female, is far more majestic than a statue.

  Slender limbs, elegant, with an unforgettable beauty that is enough to sink the soul.

  But at this very moment, the body of this elegant, dignified, and endlessly charming deity is emitting waves of anger like a tsunami.

  It's that humble insect who threw his own statue into the cesspit before, and now he blows the head off another, more powerful statue of himself... He also absorbed his own power.

   Whoop whoop!

   Unknown how far away, the huge body of a mass of rotten meat was bulging and bulging, and the dense tentacles under the meat were wriggling non-stop, as if they were laughing unscrupulously.

  The huge toad-like deity also made a weird creaking sound from its mouth.

  On the throne of bones, the majestic body let out a thunderous laugh.

  The distorted human face wrapped in a mass of purple-red flames did not even hide the weird smile on the face.

  For these existences who have stayed in the void for thousands of years, this is a rare joke.

  The unscrupulous ridicule traveled thousands of miles, and the fluctuations were clearly conveyed to the Lord of Joy, making this powerful **** even more angry.

  He will make this bug who dares to desecrate his majesty pay the worst price.

  …

  The Orville Empire, the imperial city.

The Goddess of the Earth, Santa Monica, who was falling into a deep sleep, suddenly sat up from the bed. Under the pure white veil, there was a graceful carcass, and the delicate skin shone with a hazy luster under the moonlight. .

   Those purple eyes shone like jewels, staring at the boundless starry sky outside the window.

  A voice full of anger was echoing in her ears.

In the Mother Earth Church, hundreds of nuns, priests, and their pupils became stiff almost at the same time. They were like sluggish puppets. They walked out of the room and stood quietly in the courtyard, holding their heads high. Gazing at the stars above.

  Within the imperial city, within the mansion of Marquis Edmund.

  The Elegant School is holding a weekly routine banquet.

   This is a formal school registered in the empire, and the members participating in the banquet are all high-ranking nobles of the empire.

  In this school, the true meaning of each member's pursuit is how to achieve the ultimate elegance. They hate all rough and dirty, and regard these as unclean and profane

  They pursue absolute unparalleled beauty, not only physically, but also temperamentally and spiritually.

Even if it was a banquet, the scene was peaceful, only the classical music brought a soothing atmosphere... But suddenly, the more than seventy nobles who participated in the banquet stopped their movements, and their eyes were all shining purple of light.

   Civilian areas.

  In a bar where a large number of adventurers gathered, some rude men stared wide-eyed with sinister and distorted smiles on their faces.

  Inside the barracks...

  Follow the will of the Lord of Pleasure.

at all costs!

  …

  Inside the bedroom.

  Sylph is still performing her duties as a guard. Although it is late at night and Sylph is a little tired, she still keeps her eyes wide open and vigilantly perceives the movement around her.

   The night is quiet.

   There is no sound, no wind.

  There is only bright moonlight, without the slightest cover of dark clouds, and a layer of hazy tulle is shrouded in this world as much as you want.

  Sylph looked behind her. Athena's body was motionless on the bed. The most tormenting time had passed, and her body was no longer convulsed.

   On the contrary, it was Qin Chu, who seemed to be very tired, panting heavily.

   Judging by this appearance, the two of them should wake up soon.

  When Qin Chu treated herself for the first time, Sylph didn't know how long it took, but it didn't seem to be that long.

  Looking at Qin Chu's face on the inside of the bed, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Sylph's mouth.

  She could notice that she didn't hate how she was feeling.

  It's like letting go of all the responsibilities and sorrows on your body, and gaining a short period of peace in this world full of haze and chaos. This feeling is actually really good.

  Suddenly, the smile on Sylph's face disappeared.

  Swishing his little head, he looked through the window to the darkness outside the palace.

  The perception of the elves is very keen. Although the surroundings are quiet and there is almost no movement, Sylph still perceives some special breaths, approaching the palace.

  In that breath, there is a killing intent that cannot be hidden.

  Two slender fingers were inserted into his lips, and in the next second, a loud whistle sounded in the palace.

   Sleeping Violet, Norma, Ekaterina, Heloise and Iyeta in the palace opened their eyes almost at the same time.

   Angelika and Antasya were slightly weaker, but they also woke up quickly.

  Everyone knew what this loud whistle meant. Violet's body was instantly covered with a light veil, and the window opened with a whistling sound, and her tall body floated in the sky above the palace.

   Perceiving the surrounding situation through the flow of air, a few seconds later, Violet's voice came from high in the sky: "Everyone, get ready for battle."

   "There are a lot of enemies approaching around the palace."

   "Where's Qin Chu?" Violet's voice entered Sylph's ears.

  Sylph quickly turned around and took a look: "The consciousness is immersed in Athena's soul world, and there is no sign of awakening in a short time."

   "Angelica, Antasya, you two, stay in Qin Chu's bedroom and take charge of protecting Qin Chu." Violet quickly made arrangements.

   "Everyone, get ready to fight, this time the enemy seems a little subtle."

  Many women in the palace responded quickly, and every direction around them was guarded by a master with superb strength.

   Time passed minute by minute, and the figure of the enemy finally appeared in front of everyone. Looking around, these women finally understood what Violet meant by the so-called subtlety of the enemy.

The enemies in front of him were chaotic and diverse. Among these people, we could see nuns, priests, and paladins in costumes of priests, nobles in gorgeous dresses, and private soldiers of noble families. Among these high-class people, there are also a large number of rude mercenaries, soldiers, adventurers...

   No one knows how these completely unrelated people came together.

  But everyone can feel the almost crazy breath from these people, and their eyes are all shining with a strange purple light.

  The face is distorted and full of madness.

  It seems that this is no longer a group of humans, but a group of beasts that have lost their reason.

The number of these people is even more than imagined. The number of rough and violent mercenaries, soldiers, and adventurers is hundreds, coupled with hundreds of nuns, paladins, and priests. The private soldiers of the nobles, these nobles brought out all the private soldiers, and even went into battle in person.

  Even if there are only one direction of enemies, the number is probably more than two thousand.

   And among these people, there are many experienced and tyrannical existences.

  Even with the strength of people like Sylph, they can feel the looming pressure.

   At this moment, Sylph's ears were itchy again, which made the temper-tempered elf feel a little impatient. She pressed her ear with one hand, and Rossweisse's voice came quickly:

   "Sylph, bring Ekaterina and Athena to my side right now, hurry up..."

"roll!"

  Sylph directly turned off the message magic.

  Damn it, when is it now, who is free to talk to you, a saint?

   The moment Silf turned off the message magic, the enemies in front of her suddenly howled. They raised their weapons and charged towards them like a group of mad dogs!

  Under the moonlight, the purple light in the eyes became more intense!

   The second update is here.

  (end of this chapter)