Hero? Are You Worthy?

Qin Chu started off with a classic curse.

Save your sister.

A group of old fogeys around him gasped in shock: What's with this Hero, lacking any manners?

This guy, is he really the Hero? Could it be that they summoned a Demon King instead?

But this couldn't really be blamed on Qin Chu. Think about what he had been through—suddenly being summoned to a Different World, one that's on the brink of destruction due to demon attacks. Qin Chu felt like the protagonist from novels and anime, carrying the burden of saving the world.

Initially, Qin Chu did not feel too emotionally invested in this world. However, when he saved a young man from the clutches of demons for the first time and the boy thanked him amidst his terror, Qin Chu experienced a different kind of pleasure.

Turns out, helping others was such a beautiful thing.

Together with the members of the Hero Team, they feasted on meat, guzzled down wine, draped arms over each other's shoulders in drunken camaraderie, and sneakily discussed which girl in the team was more enchanting—whether it was Catherine's fiery figure that was truly soul-stirring, Rose Vesper's innocence and holiness that was more tempting, or was it the Twin Thieves' flat chests that were somehow more heart-fluttering?

Qin Chu experienced what friendship was, what brotherhood meant. He could trust his companions with his life, believing they would shield him from all perils.

When he found a girl he admired, Qin Chu felt love for the first time. He was like a peacock, seizing every opportunity to show off and attract his lover's attention. He was also like a timid mouse, quaking in his boots, afraid of doing anything less than perfect, for fear of diminishing himself in Rose Vesper's eyes.

It was his first encounter with anxiety.

He had given everything to this world, many times skirting the edge of death, his body covered in wounds.

To avoid too many casualties, he had challenged the Eternal Monarch alone, and despite being severely injured to the point of almost passing out, he struck the earth with his sword. Millions of demons dared not cross the chasm his sword created, and instead leaped into the Abyss.

But what did he get in return?

Betrayal.

The woman he loved had never loved him; his best brothers never truly saw him as a brother. Everything was a lie; they only wanted a machine to eliminate demons.

The Royal Family, the Nobles, the Church, they all saw his existence as a threat.

People treated his blood as a tool for boosting male vigor.

Those he had saved with his own hands yelled for his execution at the killing grounds. When he was torn apart, the crowd erupted into cheers as if a tsunami just hit the land...

The soldiers celebrated his death with increased pay and all-night merriment...

In the end, he had nothing!

The deeper his love once was, the stronger his hatred now became.

Save, save my ass. It's because of the Thirteen Sages that he was summoned to this world and endured this agony. If he could do it all over again, he would stand by indifferently, watching as this world was trampled into ruin by the demons' iron hooves. He almost wished he could tear apart the beautiful face of Nadia right before him.

That's what he thought, and that's what he did.

After all, he was already dead. This must be just a semblance of his soul dissipating like a flickering light before it's gone...

His hand reached out towards Nadia's pretty face, intending to directly tear her eloquent mouth apart.

And the Great Sage Nadia, shocked by the Hero's rude words, stood there frozen, mouth ajar, unsure of how to respond.

Then, Qin Chu's fingers ended up poking into Nadia's mouth.

Hiss...

This scene makes all twelve old men around turn pale.

They knew that although Nadia was the junior among the Thirteen Sages, she was a prodigy with formidable power and an extremely proud nature. Although she always appeared gentle and elegant, any slightest unwarranted touch from the opposite sex would switch Nadia into another mode and killing the Hero on the spot was always a possibility.

Summoning a Hero was not an easy task. Although this Hero seemed to be a bit unreliable, if they actually killed him, the entire Sky Dome Continent wouldn't be able to initiate a second summoning ceremony for the next three years and would only wail under the iron hooves of the demons.

No, considering the current situation, the Sky Dome Continent may not even last three years.

The twelve old geezers were praying in their hearts that Nadia could hold back, and desperately hoped she wouldn't lose control.

Perhaps their prayers were effective, or maybe Qin Chu's actions were too shocking, causing Nadia to suddenly widen her eyes and stand frozen in place, motionless.

Just as Qin Chu wanted to rip Nadia's mouth apart, a sharp pain like needles suddenly pierced through his brain.

The ferocity and madness that had occupied his entire consciousness receded like the tide in an instant.

Although the hatred in his heart persisted, Qin Chu regained his reason and calmness in a flash.

Faintly, Qin Chu felt that something was not quite right.

If this were just a fleeting vision before death, the scenes around him were excessively realistic.

The silver moonlight illuminated him, casting long shadows on the altar, and the night wind on the mountaintop brought bursts of chilliness, while the leaves below rustled in the wind.

He could also hear the calls of night birds and insects in his ears.

He could breathe in the fresh air through his nostrils!

Such a real sensation, it could not have been brought about by a mere illusion, he could even feel...

Could it be that this was not a hallucination seen before death, but... reality?

"You've finally come to your senses... This is when you first arrived in the Sky Dome Continent."

In his ear... no, wrong, not in his ear, but deep within his heart, a familiar voice suddenly emerged.

The next second, strands of silvery-white hair fell down along Qin Chu's face.

Gulp...

Qin Chu's face stiffened slightly, and he whipped his head around to look behind him with a swish.

He saw a stunning woman lying on his shoulder, her silvery hair fluttering in the night wind, her crimson eyes exuding an evil allure, and her coquettish face with perfect, exquisite curves... Who else could it be but the Dark Witch, Shaye Nikolass?

Qin Chu's pupils contracted violently, but just as his emotions peaked, his whole being suddenly forced itself to calm down again.

This devastatingly beautiful witch, with her enchanting looks, was now gracefully lying on his shoulder, her cherry-colored lips close to Qin Chu's ear, but her voice was coming directly into his mind.

Qin Chu looked around; the twelve old geezers were still staring at him with concern, as if they were afraid that he would be slapped to death by an enraged Nadia.

They were not looking at the spot on his shoulder at all, as if they had not noticed Shaye Nikolass's presence. Otherwise, if a hero they had just summoned suddenly had someone appear behind him, and that person was the Dark Witch, the Great Sages would definitely not remain indifferent.

So, these people could not detect the presence of Shaye Nikolass.

"That's right, my existence is a bit special right now, they can't see me," Shaye Nikolass seemed to have heard Qin Chu's thoughts and immediately responded, "Hey, let's cooperate and bring this world to ruin together!"

Ruin? Interesting!

Although he very much wanted to kill all his enemies directly, Qin Chu was well aware that with his strength just being summoned, it was not feasible. So, changing the method wasn't a bad idea either.

Moreover, killing these people directly would be letting them off too easily; he wanted to make those people experience what true despair was.

He wanted to make this world feel agony.

Qin Chu's gaze fell on Nadia.

This woman, at this moment, had a flushed face, her bright eyes were veiled with mist, her proud chest heaved with rapid breathing, and her petite yet voluptuous figure oozed with incredible charm.

Her reaction seemed a bit off.