The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 465: 465 - Now, you just die.

"Don’t expose yourselves too much, always stay on the defensive." Qingyi instructed his wives, tightening his grip on the hilt of the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword.

It would be best to immediately send them to the Mind World and resolve the matter himself. However, Qingyi hesitated.

At his side, Lucien stepped forward, swinging his sword toward the man, his movement too fast for any mortal eye to follow.

The man took a single step forward.

The last three cables that still connected his body to the blood reservoir finally broke away from his back, falling to the ground with a crack and leaking blood nonstop.

The man’s feet hit the golden floor, the black holes in his back slowly closing.

He moved his right hand, comically slowly.

Still, the power was terrifying.

Lucien, who was only a few feet away from him, barely had time to react. His head spun so hard that it was almost torn from his neck, a fiery red stain appearing on his face.

Lucien’s consciousness wavered, and when he realized it, his back was sinking into the stone, a horrible pain spreading through his neck and back.

In his mind, it all took long seconds, but in reality, it was only a moment, a simple movement of the hands.

A full second passed before the shockwave arrived, the man’s long white hair flying with the impact.

His blood-red eyes swept over everyone there. His aged but handsome and virile face revealed a gentle smile.

"Hm... I can see that I have had many wonderful and unexpected guests... their souls will be of good use to me!"

"Retreat now!" Qingyi roared, moving to send them to the Mind World.

He had already given them artifacts capable of sending them there instantly, but he would not blindly trust these items.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

In a fraction of a breath, the demonic cultist was already in front of Qingyi, his clenched fist flying toward his face.

The handsome young man gritted his teeth, immediately calling upon the Flames of Primordial Chaos.

This time, he would not have the luxury of holding back.

His attacker’s eyes, previously cold and full of amusement, suddenly changed, his entire momentum ending in a single moment.

He tried to retreat, but the gray flames had already reached his right arm.

He formed a blade of Qi with his left arm, his face filling with pain as he cut off his own limb, at the same time as Qingyi’s kick met his stomach.

Burning blood fell to the ground as the man retreated dozens of steps, Qingyi’s kick knocking the air from his chest.

"Ugh... boy, you have something very profane inside you, huh? Hahaha." The man laughed, holding out his severed arm. In a single moment, another grew in its place. "We should be allies, not enemies, you know?"

Qingyi opened his lips to respond, shocked that this demonic man had been able to regenerate so quickly.

But before he could even say anything, Celestia roared beside him.

"Hubby has nothing profane about him, and he would never join forces with a demon like you! Because he is the prophesied hero of Auranys, Goddess of Light and—"

Celestia didn’t finish her sentence, a high-pitched scream escaping her lips as she was pulled into the Mind World.

Sapphire and Aeryn tried to protest, and indeed did protest. Both wanted to stay and fight; they weren’t defenseless like Celestia.

But they had also seen how easily Lucien had been defeated and that, even though Qingyi had been able to easily fend off that attack, he didn’t have the luxury of fighting while protecting them.

"Hm..." The demonic man spat blood on the ground, feeling his abdomen burn from Qingyi’s blow.

That had hurt, really hurt.

"You know... you never cease to amaze me. Even a Mind World?"

Qingyi shuddered at those words. How the hell did that man identify a Mind World? He wasn’t from the Celestial Heaven, was he?

"Fucking the pussies of the three heroines chosen by the church of Auranys and even storing them in the Mind World...

You know, I originally planned to use all of your souls to feed the creation of a vessel for my Lord. I may have to pull them out of this Mind World in order to use them, but I believe only your soul will be necessary, hahaha."

Qingyi ignored most of that man’s words, focusing only on what mattered to him.

"And you’re going to tell me who this Lord is?" He asked, watching the demonic man coldly.

As he expected, there was something else.

Not only did they know that the five heroes were coming there, but they were even making themselves vulnerable to facilitate that encounter.

There was someone inside the church, someone with great influence who served whoever this "Lord" was.

If Qingyi weren’t here, he was sure: everyone would die.

Who could it be? Perhaps the bishop who sent them there?

His haste was indeed suspicious. However, Qingyi was unable to be sure now.

"Oh... you will know his name. You will know it as soon as your soul is swallowed by him, as soon as you have the honor of one day being part of something greater than your pathetic little existence, the chance to serve something greater!"

The man opened his arms, his voice full of fanaticism.

Suddenly, he fell silent, his eyes falling on Qingyi, cold and cruel.

"But not now. Now, you just die."

Without them realizing it, someone was listening to their conversation.

Qingyi couldn’t give a damn about what happened to Lucien and, at that very moment, was focusing only on the enemy in front of him.

But Lucien could hear him very well and also heard very well what Celestia said before being sent to the World of the Mind.

’Qingyi was the prophesied hero for Auranys...’ Lucien repeated in his mind, over and over again.

WHAT THE HELL DID THAT WOMAN MEAN BY THAT?

He was the prophesied hero, not Qingyi. From the day he arrived in this world, he knew that.

It was on his Status Screen, how could the System lie to him?

It was impossible, he knew it was!

Lucien gritted his teeth, his heart filling with nothing but pure rage and jealousy.