Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 996 946: Interrogation (Two Chapters in One)

The immense laughter reverberated through the heavens and earth, yet it felt oppressively somber!

It was as if the sound originated from the deepest hell, simply hearing it made people's scalps tingle, their bodies tremble, hands and feet grow cold, and even experience the illusion of suddenly falling into a bottomless abyss.

The seas and sky were black, all things seemed tainted by death. Amidst the boundless, pitch-black ocean saturated with decay, a woman dressed in black armor, with flowing long hair, a pallid complexion, but extraordinarily beautiful features, gradually rose from the sea and hovered in the air.

Around her, innumerable phantasmal spirits gathered, lifting her into the sky, and stirring up immense waves. Layers of pitch-black seawater were swept skywards, from which skulls flew out, falling beneath the beautiful woman, forming a throne made of white bones.

The woman ceased her laughter, she slowly sat upon the throne of bones, gazing down at Qin Heng like a contemptible ant, and said indifferently, "Foolish human, why do you not bow upon seeing this queen?"

This was precisely the Goddess of Death, or rather the Queen of Death, Hera, from Northern Europe!

The deity governing death.

The moment the High Priest saw her, he shivered all over, stood at attention, and then slowly knelt, kissing the ground with utmost respect, and exclaimed aloud, "Greetings, Lady Hera."

"Are you the human priest who prayed to me two thousand years ago?" Hera's gaze fell upon the High Priest, scoffing, "Useless, to be captured by humans and brought before this queen is utter disgrace. Why do you not commit suicide?"

Upon hearing these words, the High Priest trembled fearfully, not daring to look at Hera or speak, only kneeling there, shivering, utterly silent.

"Useless, no longer possessing the courage to return to my kingdom?" Hera sneered coldly, raising her wounded hand, reaching for the High Priest, saying, "That you force this queen to personally grant you death should be considered an honor."

As she spoke, a mist of black emanated from Hera's palm, enveloping the High Priest; within this mist was an intense aura of death and decay, wherever it passed, even the void seemed to die, stained pitch-black.

"Embrace it cheerfully! This is a gift from the queen!" Hera chuckled lightly, "Anything alive, once enveloped, shall receive the queen's gift, immediately decay into bones, die, and return to my kingdom!"

Then, her gaze fell upon Qin Heng, indifferently stating, "Everyone here, except you, may return painlessly and peacefully to my kingdom of death, except you! You, blasphemer, I will let you experience the severity of desecrating a god, you will face the harshest punishment!"

She stood high above, arrogant, determining life and death with her words, fundamentally not considering Qin Heng and others as anything significant, nor even as beings; or perhaps, in her eyes, all living beings in this world were merely nourishment to expand her kingdom of death.

Facing such formidable intimidation.

Gu Xuanxuan and Elisa also felt their legs weaken, unable to resist the urge to kneel before Hera, worship her respectfully, longing to offer her their highest reverence.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Raging black fumes surged, as if black claws from the depths of hell, ready to drag the High Priest into the eternal abyss, everything in the heavens and earth seemed to fade, as if there was nothing capable of resisting this dreadful force.

"Daring like ants, how dare you? Qin Heng sneered coldly, raising his hand to point, instantly a golden flame flew from his fingertips, transforming into a golden sword of flame, slashing at the black mist.

"Absurd! Foolish human, do you still think I am merely the imprint of a divine soul!?" Hera saw the sword light formed by the Fire of Sun God and laughed rather than got angry, "Do you truly believe I would fear this golden flame, now you face my true form, the very essence of death itself, do you believe this flame…"

Screech!

However, before Hera could finish, the sword of light formed by Fire of Sun God fell onto the black mist, emitting a piercing hiss, immediately cleaving the mist in two and burning it thoroughly amid intense flames, leaving not a trace.

"No, how is this possible, mere human!" Hera exclaimed, unable to maintain her prior composure, looking at Qin Heng in disbelief, "How could it be possible, a lowly, insignificant human could oppose divine power?!"

"Gods should obediently act as servants of the immortals, serve humanity as well." Qin Heng gently raised his palm, the Fire of Sun God quickly gathered, in an instant forming a small sun, and said indifferently, "Someone of your standing, unfit to be called a deity, insignificant evil god, submit quickly!"

In the cultivators' understanding, apart from some innate deities existing since the world was paved, the later gods are meant to serve the Immortal Clan, serve the Human Clan, manage the weather, harmonize the earth's energies, protect cities, govern mountains and rivers, only then are they worthy gods.