Chapter 292

A small hand subconsciously pressed her lower abdomen, and she felt a tearing pain.

It hurts.

Even though Saya is a witch, she is so powerful that even Demon King Nag is not afraid of her.

But Saya was most afraid of pain.

For a moment, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his waist bent uncontrollably, his face was as pale as paper, and he was breathing heavily in his throat.

He staggered two steps and held on to the light pole on the side of the road to keep from falling.

Under the palm of the other hand, Saye Nicholas seemed to still be able to feel something suddenly getting into his body.

This...what exactly is going on?

Even though Saya was knowledgeable, smart and capable, at this time, he had no idea what was happening to him.

Could it be that it was contaminated by something evil?

Well!

My stomach seemed to be churning.

it hurts.

it hurts……

it hurts!

Shaye Nicholas felt like tears were about to fall.

Saya endured the strange feeling in her abdomen, clenched her silver teeth, and didn't care about the cake and milk tea.

He quickly found a hotel and didn't even open the room. He concentrated all his energy and rushed in through the window. He closed the curtains and closed the door. He raised his hand and cast another magic restriction, completely isolating his own existence and sound. .

At this point, his will finally lost its strength, and he couldn't control his body and fell onto the sheets, breathing heavily.

Her eyes flashed with resentment.

Which bastard set the trap?

In Saya's opinion, this may be a powerful magician who sensed that a witch of his own had entered the human world and wanted to give him a blow.

However, the other party did not want to start a war with him directly in the imperial city.

After all, if the most powerful witch and a magician who is no weaker than the witch really fight in this imperial city, the imperial capital of the empire will probably be wiped out.

Perhaps, the other party just wants to get rid of the difficulties?

But, you think too much.

This young lady is not that kind of person. If someone plots against her like this, she will naturally have to pay back double the amount. This matter is never over.

Who is it?

Augustus?

Impossible, that boy's strength is too far behind mine.

Santa Monica?

Even more impossible, that woman was even weaker than Augustus.

Who is it?

While thinking about it, Saya concentrated on resisting the constant shocks in her body. She even felt that some kind of power was constantly coming from her body.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the pain suddenly decreased a little, but gradually, it became another weird feeling.

Saya Nicholas's crimson eyes couldn't help but be filled with mist, and his eyes shone like gems.

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I don’t know how long has passed, maybe half an hour, an hour, or even two hours?

Until the sunlight disappeared outside the window, the strange feeling finally came to an end.

Shaye Nicholas took a long breath and sat up straight. His beautiful little face was filled with strong hatred that could not be overcome.

Damn it... Damn it!

Which damn bastard set this trap for himself?

Even though Saya Nicholas is a majestic dark witch with extensive knowledge of ancient and modern times, she has never heard of such weird magic.

Although she was afraid of pain, she could still bear the pain in front of her. What really made Shaye Nicholas angry was the situation behind her. She was deeply ashamed of the strange reaction produced by her body.

To Saya Nicholas, this was simply a deliberate fooling of himself by the bastard who set up a magic trap.

Since that mysterious existence had the ability to set such a weird trap for herself, it meant that he had the ability to kill her directly, but that bastard didn't do that. Instead, he used another method to humiliate her.

How could Shaye Nicholas, who was proud by nature, endure it?

She wanted that bastard to understand that not killing her directly was definitely the biggest mistake he had ever made in his life.

Who is it?

Saya racked her brains and thought.

I heard that behind Romon, there is a human being who has been supporting him.

Although he was a human, he seemed to have a deep hatred for the members of the Brave Team, so he chose to cooperate with Romon.

It is said that this person is powerful and resourceful. Could it be that he is the one behind this?

There was no other way. Saya went through all the magic masters among humans. She really couldn't think of who they were, so she could only choose from those mysterious guys.

What's that guy's name?

Horus?

Go back and find an opportunity to ask Romon to invite Horus out and verify it yourself to see if it is actually him.

While Shaye Nicholas was calculating in his mind, he stood up and brushed his flat belly with his little hands, as if he could still feel the burning heat.

Thinking of what he had just experienced, Shaye Nicholas's cheeks couldn't help but blush, and at the same time, anger was rising.

She was going to clean up and wash her face, but the strange feeling suddenly came over her again after taking only two steps.

His face instantly turned pale as paper.

No, are you coming?

…

On the other side, in the palace.

Qin Chu was still digesting the energy in the blood of the evil god.

This energy is really too abundant.

If the goddess hair had not arranged a protective shield in advance, Qin Chu would definitely believe that this raging energy would be enough to raze the entire palace to the ground and turn it into powder in an instant.

And this energy is the purest without any impurities. If it were not for the lack of physical strength, Qin Chu's swallowing speed would be even more exaggerated.

Not only Qin Chu, but also Antia, the sapling, the goddess hair, and that trace of divinity have gained huge benefits.

The sapling has grown a lot. It is no longer the slender bud it was originally, and it has barely taken the shape of a small tree.

The light on the goddess's hair is also shining. Although the two should be mortal enemies, after being purified by the blood of the brave, the purest energy can even be absorbed by the goddess's hair.

On the contrary, the divinity has gained the least benefit. The divinity contained in this bottle of blood is very subtle.

After the swallowing was over, the divinity representing the power of the Devil God quickly calmed down. The last time it was severely squeezed, it was finally compensated this time.

The one who really benefited the most was Antia.

Antia is a ghost. Although she is very powerful, she has no body.

Before, Qin Chu once asked Antia if he wanted to help her find a suitable body, but Antia refused without a second thought.

Compared with a brand new body, Antia prefers to stay in Qin Chu's body.

But now, with the surge of energy, Antia's strength is constantly recovering and strengthening, and the pure soul body seems to have begun to change.

A layer of hazy light gradually appeared on her body.

Under the reflection of the light, Antia's soul body became more and more stable.

When the soul body is stable to the limit, the excess energy begins to transform into other aspects.

Bones, tendons, flesh, skin...

Life and death.

The blood of the evil god can actually achieve such an exaggerated effect.

Of course, this is because the chaotic and tyrannical will in the blood of the evil god has been integrated and purified, otherwise, Wordsworth would be the most normal end.

The low roar echoed in the room.

Saya couldn't bear the energy released by Qin Chu.

The body couldn't even continue to maintain its own energy body. With a slight scream, the consciousness re-entered Qin Chu's body.

Saya was too tired, she needed to rest.

In fact, by this time, the energy had been basically absorbed, and the sapling had already drilled back into Qin Chu's body.

This guy, even though he had turned into a small tree, was still unwilling to leave Qin Chu's body. It seemed that he was determined to fleece him for the rest of his life.

The goddess's hair had also returned to Qin Chu's wrist.

Even the goddess's shield had been dispersed.

However, Qin Chu's situation looked quite bad.

Although his body no longer needed to cycle through cracking and healing, and no longer needed to endure that kind of pain, his skin was still red.

The fire in his eyes only subsided slightly, but it did not completely dissipate.

Huff... huff...

Qin Chu was still panting violently.

He was forcing himself to endure it.

This feeling of oppression was naturally uncomfortable, but he had no choice.

In his current state, Saya's pure energy body can still hold on. If it were Angelica or Norma, someone might even die.

It's hard to say whether Violet can hold on.

After all, Saya is connected to him, and her energy body can return to her body after it collapses. She can condense a body again after a short rest.

But Qin Chu doesn't dare to guarantee whether Violet can recover once her energy body collapses.

So Qin Chu resisted the impulse in his heart and stayed in the room without any restrictions. He was worried that he might go crazy when he saw other girls after leaving the room.

On the one hand, Qin Chu took a deep breath and tried to adjust his mentality. On the other hand, he turned on the forced calmness again to help calm himself.

There was some effect, but it was not very obvious.

Sure enough, anything of the evil god could not be touched casually. If you were not careful, you might get into trouble.

Click, click...

At this moment, Qin Chu suddenly felt a slight movement behind him.

It was like the sound of metal boots stepping on the ground.

What's the noise?

Qin Chu was a little curious. No one in the palace would wear metal combat boots... Well, there was only one person, Antia.

But Antia usually floated in the air, either in his body or sitting on his shoulders, and rarely walked on her own.

Turning around with some doubt, Qin Chu's breathing stagnated slightly.

What came into view was a petite but exquisite girl, with golden hair almost as long as her body, and a little doubt and confusion in her azure eyes.

The slender but strong legs stepped on the silver-white combat boots, making a crisp sound when walking on the floor.

The surface of the armor full of traces of war was also wrapped with chains.