Hero? Are You Worthy?

Not only did he kneel, but he also kowtowed.

The humiliation that was already unbearable in his heart soared to a whole new level in this instant.

The shame was tormenting his heart.

Especially considering that as the original Hero, he had lived on the Sky Dome Continent for over a hundred years, but now he was kneeling and bowing before a newcomer who had only been on the Sky Dome Continent for just over three years. This made Mitsui Kenta increasingly unable to bear it.

Thinking back to his previous self-satisfaction, full of confidence that he could effortlessly crush Qin Chu, who in his eyes was nothing but a lowly insect.

The contrast before and after was like a series of loud slaps to the face, making his whole face burn with pain.

The more arrogant he had been, the more shameful and uncomfortable he felt now.

He didn't want this; he was the Goddess of Destiny's only Favored, the most cherished man by the Goddess of Destiny. How could he lose face like this in front of that bastard Qin Chu?

He recalled what the Goddess of Destiny had once told him… Qin Chu was more outstanding than him, should Qin Chu become her Favored?

Ahhhhh!

At the thought of this, Mitsui Kenta couldn't help but let out a wail of despair from his throat—this was the most unacceptable thing for him.

If the Goddess ever saw this scene, she would certainly abandon him; she definitely would.

Imagining Qin Chu and the Goddess of Destiny paired together, such and such scenes made Mitsui Kenta feel a rush of hot blood to his head.

Though already subdued, at this moment, Mitsui Kenta didn't know where the strength came from; something seemed to be entwining within his body. His hands strained to support his body, trying to get up from the ground.

However, despite the excessive effort, it completely failed to yield the result Mitsui Kenta desired.

On the contrary, the crushing weight on his body, combined with his own struggles, had completely surpassed the limits of what his frame could endure.

A sound like a crack could be heard, as numerous blood vessels in Mitsui Kenta's body ruptured all at once.

The pristine white robe on his body instantly turned a dark red hue.

The thick liquid slowly trickled down Mitsui Kenta's body, gathering into a small puddle on the ground.

Qin Chu didn't say a single word, simply gazing silently with chaotic eyes at the figure kneeling below.

Such a gaze alone was already something Mitsui Kenta could not withstand.

Mitsui Kenta felt indescribable agony, as if countless tiny things were frantically writhing beneath his tattered skin.

Some marks had even pierced through Mitsui Kenta's skin, revealing his true form.

They were long, thin black worms.

His blood-stained skin was rapidly becoming dull, and patches of bright red flesh beneath were starting to rot visibly, the dark red blood turning into a thick yellow fluid.

Drip, drop…

As the liquid splashed onto the ground, it emitted a sizzling sound, seemingly corroding everything it touched.

Wisps of white smoke rose from the ground.

The terror under Qin Chu's gaze nearly drove Mitsui Kenta to a mental breakdown; the stabbing pain on his body paled in comparison to the despair he felt from the torment in his soul.

The mysterious pollution was gnawing away at his will.

Pollution, corrosion?

Whether it was fear or pain, Mitsui Kenta's body couldn't help but tremble.

Only a true God could corrupt the lives in the Lower Realm. How had Qin Chu done it? Could it be that this guy had already… become a God?

Buzz!

The thought that emerged in his mind instantly blanked Mitsui Kenta's mind. This terrifying thought was utterly unacceptable to him.

He couldn't believe that mere Qin Chu could become a God in such a short time.

He still wanted to resist, but his body and will, amidst the corrosion, were becoming weaker and weaker.

More and more long, thin black worms broke through Mitsui Kenta's skin, and on his body's surface, it seemed to spawn a layer of tentacle-like growths, writhing incessantly.

His body had begun to mutate, a fissure opened on his forehead, revealing a scarlet mouth with sharp teeth.

His arms and legs began to twist, the broken skin becoming wrinkled.

On his face emerged countless, innumerable eyes; he struggled to open his eyes sealed by mucus, opened the mouth on his forehead, and let out a sharp wail.

Then, one by one, those eyes began to bulge and soon burst.

The slime in his body had almost drained, and his body seemed to become a mottled pale wall, shedding clouds of dust under the onslaught of fierce winds.

Scouring, scouring.

Starting with his skin, layer by layer, Mitsui Kenta's body was peeled away, dissipating into swirling dust, carried away by the wind.

Skin, flesh, bone…

Also vanished was Mitsui Kenta's soul.

As if he had never appeared, never descended into this world.

After Mitsui Kenta had completely disappeared, three items were left behind.

These three objects drifted towards Qin Chu, who didn't even attempt to stop them, nor could he; he watched helplessly as the three items fused into his body, as though they were always part of him.