A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 246 Attacking its Heroic Highness
More than two hundred years ago, the Philistine Empire, located on the northern continent, experienced a civil war.

Due to the iron-fisted blockade by the imperial government, historical records about this are scarce. Historians from other countries have only summarized it as a loss of control due to contradictions in the imperial system, with a biased view of conspiracy theories. But what is the real situation?
In the mystical world, unknown to mortals, the calamity around the year 1200 of the Divine Calendar is called the "Jianqi Turmoil"—caused by the original sins of the abyss, namely envy and lust, which affected nearly half of the empire's government and people, resulting in the execution of hundreds of thousands of people and directly leading to the destruction of the southern city of Heidelberg.

The Tzeentch Rebellion ultimately ended with the fall of Tzeentch's chosen one, sealing away the entire path of [Envy]. The cult "Pleasure Sect," an accomplice in the event, was also wiped out by the Orthodox Church and the Empire, but the path of [Lust] did not disappear entirely; records of the "Heidelberg Incident" still exist in the archives of various ancient organizations.

It is said that on the Empire's annual National Day, a high-sequence individual with the [Lust] destiny ascended the stage in the city center, dancing and singing under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, shining as brightly as a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

No one knows what happened that night. The citizens, imperial officials, superhumans, arcane mages, and even priests who witnessed this man all became slaves to their desires, and the night's revelry began to spiral out of control.
Neighborhood, city, town, village, administrative province.
The cult of lust spread rapidly from Heidelberg like a plague. By the time the cult and the imperial high command realized this, debauchery and outrageous promiscuity had spread throughout the southern part of the empire. In the end, the imperial military deployed a massive swarm of airships, loaded with explosives, to raze the city that might have been the birthplace of the God of Lust to the ground.

【Lust】is a path to achieve mental control by inducing desire. Sequence Nine 【Public Relations】can lower vigilance and mental defenses, while Sequence Eight 【Cowboy】is a further inducement of desire and a way to take whatever one wants.

At Sequence Seven [Maiko], seduction and control can spread to the group through the form of 'dance'. This is why the original sin of lust can spread so quickly. Although there is no clear record of which sequence the lustful superhuman who danced in Heidelberg reached, her swaying figure almost made the entire city fall over. It is no exaggeration to say that she was chosen by the gods of lust.

And 'Lan Na Niu' is a higher-level sequence, sequence six.

The information about the middle and high sequences of the Abyss Fate is carefully concealed by the cult due to cognitive pollution. However, since they will inevitably encounter formidable opponents during the extermination operation, they have a whole set of methods to deal with them.

The description of the fate of lust states that as long as one can resist the mental pollution of lust and remember the four principles of "don't look," "don't listen," "don't touch," and "don't think," most of the methods of lustful superhumans will be ineffective, and one can kill them if there is no large number of seduced people gathered around.

When a large number of charmed individuals appear in the vicinity, especially if there are combat-class superhumans among them, the danger level will increase dramatically. If you are not carrying specialized containment materials or are not strong enough to overwhelm them, you must retreat immediately, report to the nearest church, and evacuate the surrounding crowd.

the reason is simple.

Before the harvested desires are exhausted, the [Lust] transcendent is a monster that is always at full power, with mental pollution at its peak and inexhaustible life force!

The sizzling sound of flesh growing back was chilling. Lan Na Niu's severed hands regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. A look of pain flashed across his face, but it was quickly overshadowed by overwhelming pleasure and lust.

The sound of a sword slashing through the street, Quinn, who had temporarily broken free from the control of his desires, had already reached the terrifying giant. His katana flicked halfway through, dodging the giant's kick, and then suddenly slashed upwards. A smooth line of blood instantly spread from his chest to his neck, and then blood gushed out, quickly healing itself.

In his giant form, Lana Niu's body recovered much faster than the controlled police officers. A fatal wound was no match for him. The size difference between the two was like a hyena pouncing on a grizzly bear. Lana Niu gave a wicked smile and cast a flirtatious glance at the bloody scene, seemingly detached from the situation. The pink light in his eyes was so intense that it was almost tangible. Quinn's body jolted, and his mind inevitably went blank for a moment.

Desire is like a raging wave crashing against a reef.

Although the "Quotes of Her Power" taught to Amamiya Nene were remarkably effective, the primal urges of desire could not be suppressed instantly. Taking advantage of Quinn's momentary lapse in concentration, in the instant of resisting his evil thoughts, the giant swung his still-growing right hand, the sharp bone spurs of his palm stabbing towards Quinn's chest. He could almost see the image of that frail body being pierced through.

At that moment, a majestic roar came from the horizon.

Like a thunderclap, like thunder shattering the sky and bringing a world-ending storm and torrential rain, it was the roar of an ancient dragon that perished with the age of gods in the twilight. It seemed as if one could see its wings blocking out the sun, the dragon soaring through the sky. It was a roar that could overwhelm all living beings and make all flesh and blood tremble and prostrate!

However, it was just a parrot. Heaven knows where she heard the voice of the ancient dragon. After letting out a short dragon roar, the little parrot burned out and fell down, landing on the roof of a car not far away.

But she had already achieved her goal. Even the lustful Lan Na Niu was startled and his instinctive fear made him look up at the sky and stop moving.

Let alone Sequence Six, even two sequences higher, one would have to avoid a pure-blooded dragon if they encountered one, let alone the "Ancient Dragon" that only exists in mythology.

Quinn was also startled, but he was obviously much more used to it than the giant. The familiar pressure made him feel like he was watching a horror movie for the second time. He lowered his body and disappeared twice!
Feeling his fist miss, the giant finally realized it was the parrot's doing. Where did this dragon come from in the abyss? Enraged, he threw another punch at Quinn. But Quinn, using Shadowfall to accelerate his ascent, easily dodged the punch. With incredible flexibility, he twisted his body, lifted his feet off the ground, and stepped onto his almost healed wrist, using it as a springboard to charge forward with his sword.

Ordinary fatal wounds are ineffective.

Although I don't understand why Lustful Fate has such a strong self-healing ability, whatever it is, just kill it!
Quinn leaped high into the air, stepping on the arms, his body flipping in mid-air. His dark pupils narrowed and widened, focusing on him. The winding crimson scar on the assassin's path flashed in his eyes, like an eagle surveying the earth. Absolute cold-bloodedness and calmness overwhelmed his desires, giving him control over his body.

Quinn could find almost no fatal "weakness" on the bulging, enlarged body of the Blue Bull.

Neck, heart, lungs, head—no matter where it is cut, it will regenerate immediately. His terrifying physique and vitality are enough to make him ignore all injuries.

Apart from
The erotic lines on that tentacle-like, filthy thing.

The scarlet weakness was revealed, mixed with the pinkish-purple illusory light. Quinn felt dizzy and overwhelmed by desire just by looking at it for a moment.

So he closed his eyes.

Lan Na Niu roared and saw Quinn leap behind him. His massive body was ultimately limited in coordination. As he turned around, the cold blade had already slashed down, leaving a long wound on his left shoulder.

"Useless!!" The giant grinned, trying to use the same trick to seduce again, but what he saw was a madman with his eyes closed. He used the long sword in his hand to stop his fall, and like a monkey, he tumbled in mid-air with the sword in his hand.

"No swinging here—"

The giant ignored the sharp blade, opened his still-growing flesh and blood hand, grabbed the black evil dragon Ichimonji Norimune, and pulled it sharply. The blade tip was stuck in the gap between the bones, and he slammed Quinn, the other end of the blade, onto the ground like a baton.

During the moment of weightlessness, Quinn showed no sign of panic.

His body suddenly burst forth with astonishing speed. Instead of abandoning his sword, he pressed all his weight onto it, using the momentum to slam into the ground. If the impact had landed, even someone of his size would have been half-dead. However, before that, the katana, pressing down on the giant's tightly clenched hand, slashed straight down, severing his newly healed hand once again.

Logically speaking, any extraordinary item would have its effects greatly reduced when brought into the abyss, especially at deeper levels. Each use would result in a real reduction in power and duration. This longsword had already cut his hands once before, and Lan Na Niu never expected that it would not only not become dull, but would become even sharper!

Half a hand, still dripping with blood, flew through the air. Quinn, now free of restraint, landed without opening his eyes. The moment the other gripped the knife, his instincts told him the giant's position. He knew the colossal creature covered in evil runes was right in front of him. His movements were simple and swift: Slash!
The longsword, as fast as lightning, sliced ​​through the giant, tearing flesh apart and extinguishing the illusionary runes. The giant cried out, "Ah!" This time, he no longer casually waited for his wounds to heal on their own. As one of the illusionary runes disappeared, his arm visibly shrank.

Blade flashes on the dimly lit road. The so-called assassin only has one desperate strike, completely abandoning all defense. The katana slashes back and forth at a speed of almost a fraction of a second. With the supernatural enhancement amplified by the weakness, Quinn's movements are so fast that they are invisible. Amidst flying flesh and blood, the giant keeps retreating, but how can he shake off Quinn? Like a demon, he approaches with each strike, the blade sweeping and slashing several times.

What kind of knife is this that can directly destroy the manifestation of original sin?

Lan Na Niu's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He could no longer be called a giant. With each strike Quinn delivered, the power of desire he had absorbed diminished, and his body rapidly withered away like a middle-aged man whose drug effects had worn off.

Unable to wait for his death any longer, he let out an extremely alluring yet excruciating gagging sound. The lustful light covering his body suddenly dimmed, and a barbed, nearly mangled stick-like object was spat out of his throat, aimed straight at Quinn's vital points, attempting to force him back.

Lan Na Niu knew he had lost.

The opponent's combat experience was unbelievably high. Despite not understanding much about the fate of lust, he only suffered a loss once and then made a perfect response.

After reverting to a normal human body, the surrounding police officers have already fallen. How am I supposed to deal with a combat-class superhuman?
But as long as Quinn retreats, he still has a way to knock himself unconscious and escape the abyss; as long as he's alive, he can always make a comeback.

The chilling clang of the blade resounded in his ears, but the madman didn't flinch! He maintained his offensive stance, eyes closed, blade facing upwards! The last line of lust was just below his navel, and Quinn could feel the irresistible essence of desire rushing towards him—all the passions felt and experienced by a [Lust] Sequence Six, which he couldn't possibly resist.

But the next moment, he still handed over the katana without hesitation.

click -

Bounce back!

Blood splattered on the tip of the knife.

……

The moment Quinn opened his eyes again, he heard a "sizzle" sound as Blue Bull's blood splattered onto him. He wiped his bloodshot eyes and plunged the knife deeper.

Night returned to stillness, as if the dizzying, erotic illusion had never existed. The cries of those who had fallen to the ground echoed around them. Quinn gripped his knife, the other side of which was draped over a shriveled body, like a deflated balloon.

Lan Na Niu raised his eyelids, gave a bitter laugh, and said, "You really think you can resist that desire?"

Quinn twisted the knife, feeling the surging evil thoughts in his mind abruptly cease, before coldly withdrawing it. He gave the corpse a thumbs-down.

[Soul Shards +4128]

【1. Collect a total of 10000 Soul Shards. (42008/10000) — Achieved.】

[2. Consume a Sequence 8 potion of any fate and fully digest it—achieved.]

[3. Defeat a Sequence 6 transcendent with any fate, and use Shadowfall twice to dodge a fatal attack, then execute him with a parry—achieved.]

[Currently, 10,000 Soul Shards can be consumed to advance to the seventh sequence of the Hero's Destiny—'Ashes'.]

(End of this chapter)