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Chapter 116 Return of Death
Under the huge pit of the abyss.

"Partner, if you feel uncomfortable." Ximu touched the little mare's neck and said with a gentle smile:

"You can wait for me outside first."

"..." The little mare's hoof scraped against the ground. The air here contained deadly poisonous gas, there were fluorescent green plants on the damp walls, and there were fireflies that contained highly toxic fireflies. The environment was very harsh.

But it's not a serious problem for her.

"Don't worry about my safety. The teacher has foresaw the safety of this trip for me." Ximu withdrew his hand and looked into the depths of the cave.

"I can solve the problem quickly."

Hearing this, the little mare put down her worries, glanced at Akhtar, and turned around to leave the abyss.

Since the Witch of Destiny has given a prophecy, even if there is danger, the direction of fate will be greatly shifted, and everything will be safe.

So she can leave the abyss pit with peace of mind.

"Whoa!" The ground in front of him was split instantly, passing by the tip of Ximu's nose. As long as he got a little closer, he could be cut in half.

"...you have the guts to make me admire you with admiration." The Partition Demon was silent for a moment, then changed the subject.

"Is there any room for us to communicate?" Ximu asked, and then he answered to himself, "You are just a... statue, there is no meaning of communication."

"interesting."

Ximu pretended that he didn't hear anything, drew out the sword of death, and walked towards the altar. He knew that the source of the male voice was a demon from five thousand years ago.

"If you keep nagging me, I'll chop you up."

He didn't even look back after analyzing the wood, and disappeared into the cave.

"You took my things and you want to leave?" The Divided Demon's tone was cold, "I'm asking nonsense, human being!"

Moreover, except for the first episode where he was interested in dividing the secrets of the gods from the demon's mouth, he was too lazy to do the subsequent episodes.

So he needs someone to help him collect the divided souls and put himself back together again.

The idol on the altar is the divided body of the demon.

"..." Ximu watched as he left the little mare and walked towards the depths of the cave. He was not worried about the lethal toxins in the air. He had a permanent state of healing prayer, and the damage from the lethal toxins had not yet recovered from him. quick.

This was somewhat beyond his expectation. He was clearly favored by the Witch of Death. In theory, he should be interested in the secrets of the gods.

But it's such a waste of time that it's not worth it.

But the moment he stepped away.

He came to the edge of the altar, glanced at the statue, then bent down to pick up the Blood Pope's meteor, then turned and walked out towards the exit.

"I do not care."

After saying that, the sword of death in his hand ignited with black flames.

"I don't have time to help you." Ximu said concisely and in passing as he continued to walk towards the exit.

And he also exudes the aura of pure evil.

"Do you want to know the secrets of the gods?"

Although if you follow the side mission of dividing the demon, you can get a lot of rewards.

"In fact, life does not necessarily require the existence of a soul."

No, in fact, he is really dead. His body and soul have been divided, and he is not a complete individual.

After walking along the damp tunnel for a while, as the vision suddenly opened up, what appeared in Ximu's eyes was a simple altar with a statue of a god... No, to be more precise, it was a statue of a devil.

Divide the devil.

"..."

An interested male voice came out.

It has the ability to divide things, such as dividing magic power to obtain pure and extreme elements, or dividing humans to obtain a complete skeleton, and nature... can also divide the soul and body.

The deadly toxin in the air is emitted by the demon statue.

Divide the Demon: "..."

"It's the secret about why the gods were born." The partition demon continued to seduce, but found that the intruder was unmoved.

In order to escape the hunting of the gods, the Divided Demon cut his body and soul, then disguised his body as a statue and hid it in the pit of the abyss.

"I don't want to." Ximu replied.

Ximu didn't answer.

"Human, do you think the soul is necessary?" The Split Demon sensed Ximu's departure and continued to seduce:

What is going on with this guy? He really needs help. In order to escape the pursuit of the gods, he separated his soul from his body, then let his soul challenge the gods, and then pretended to be defeated...suicide, in front of The gods cut off their own souls and let their souls fall into the world, creating the illusion that they were dead.

"I will send someone to communicate with you after a while."

The atmosphere then became silent.

"Human, you have received the favor of the Death Witch, right?" The Split Demon laughed calmly and continued to Ximu:
“Times have changed, right?”

He had no interest at all in the subplot of dividing the demons. He only wanted to get the Blood Pope's meteor. Otherwise, if he followed the subplot of dividing the demons, he would waste a long time.

"Power, I can give you the power to have no scruples!" The Divided Demon said the final bargaining chip, "Power enough to rival the gods!"

however.

Ximu has completely left, and only the bewitching voice of the dividing demon is floating in the air.

Why...it felt like that human knew him very well.

The Divided Demon fell into silence, and he began to doubt his life. Could it be that the times in the outside world have changed so much that his identity as a demon has no deterrent effect.

Otherwise, why would that human being be so indifferent to him?

……

...

Outside the huge pit of the abyss.

As soon as Ximu came out, he saw several mercenaries falling to the ground with painful expressions on their faces, while the little mare raised her head proudly, as if asking for credit from him.

shook his head.

"Partner, are they also here to snatch the meteor?" Ximu asked pretending not to know, and then saw the little mare shaking her head.

"Then they are my assassins."

"..."

The little mare nodded, very satisfied with Akhtar's reaction. These humans were indeed here to assassinate Akhtar. After seeing her coming out alone, they tried to catch her in advance to prevent Akhtar. Tal finds an opportunity to escape.

Then she made these assassins understand the cruelty of reality with a few hooves.

"Why did you come to kill me?" Ximu asked several mercenaries who fell to the ground. He touched the sword of death with his hand and ignited the black flames symbolizing death.

Several mercenaries did not answer. They stood up unsteadily, looked at Akhtar with bruised nose and face, and raised their weapons.

"Aren't you going to answer?" Ximu's expression turned cold, "Now you still have a chance to explain, otherwise all of you will die."

"..."

Several mercenaries looked at each other and after confirming each other's determination, ignored Akhtar's warning.

"Do it." The mercenary wearing armor and holding a big sword rushed towards Akhtar, golden thunder wrapping around him.

The remaining four people quickly retreated, preparing to cooperate with the swordsman's attack.

however.

Black fire flashed past, and the mercenary holding the big sword turned into blood foam in the blink of an eye, and was immediately smeared with black flames.

Ximu swung his sword.

Observed the remaining four people, two female magicians holding magic wands, a male elf holding a bow and arrow, and a dwarf holding a hammer. "Ahhh...Akhtar!" An angry roar came, and the dwarf rushed towards him brandishing a hammer, while the two female magicians chanted spells in cooperation.

The flames were sparked from the tips of their magic wands, turning into two huge fireballs and smashing towards Akhtar.

The male elf took this opportunity, drew his bow and shot an arrow blessed with magic, carrying the strong wind into two fireballs, exploding with even greater power.

"Boom!" The blazing flames were swept by the strong wind and drowned Akhtar in an instant.

"Success?"

The male elf relaxed slightly, and saw a scorched corpse shot out of the blazing flames, drawing a ditch on the ground and falling next to him.

The dwarves die with their eyes open.

"Ahhhh, don't kill me!" the girl screamed. The male elf immediately drew his bow and took aim. He saw Akhtar standing in front of the female magician intact, holding her neck with one hand, his face expressionless. hold.

There was a sound of her neck breaking. The female magician rolled her eyes with tears of despair. She kicked her white legs a few times and lost the breath of life.

"With your strength, you shouldn't come to trouble me." Ximu threw away the female magician in his hand and looked at the only remaining female magician and male elf.

"Are you here to die?"

"It has nothing to do with you...!" Before the female magician could finish her words, she found that her vision was deflected and her head fell to the ground.

Consciousness was then submerged in darkness.

Ximu shook the sword of death and seemed to have lost interest in talking. He disappeared into starlight and appeared in front of the male elf.

He waved his sword indifferently.

Blood spurted from the chest of the male elf, and the body that was chopped into two parts fell to the ground, igniting black flames symbolizing death.

"When you dispatch a killer, you must have some strength."

Ximu said in disappointment. The strength of these mercenaries could not make him have the desire to fight.

The little mare next to her rolled her eyes when she heard this. She already knew more about Akhtar's nature.

This man has a strong desire for fighting. Even gods will not be afraid of him. On the contrary, he will fight with joy.

And these mercenaries have not even awakened their abilities, so it is naturally impossible for Akhtar to enjoy themselves.

"The death row prisoner is not easy to find." A pleasant female voice came. Ximu looked along the sound source and saw a girl with a golden single ponytail and a petal-like dress walking leisurely. Come over.

Her face looks a little childish, but her temperament is close to that of a lady who has gone through many vicissitudes of life, giving people the feeling of a story.

He is fourteen years old and is a believer in the three goddesses of destiny.

"Saint of Destiny, Suna." The girl raised her hand and placed it on her plump chest, showing an elegant smile. "Akhtar, please let me guide your destiny."

"Saint of Destiny?" Ximu's eyes revealed strong suspicion, and Suna straightened her chest when she saw this, and her plump fruits trembled slightly.

"Candidate Saint, that is also a Saint!"

"..." Ximu restrained his suspicious eyes and turned around expressionlessly, as if he had determined that Su Na was a liar.

Suna didn't mind very much about this.

"Akhtar, aren't you going to solve the trouble you've caused?"

Ximu stopped.

"The source of fear has destroyed several countries, and countless people have died because of the source of fear." Su Na kept smiling.

"If you continue to let the killings by the source of fear continue, more and more countries will be destroyed. Do you really want to see it?"

Ximu didn't answer.

"The birth of the Source of Fear is also related to you." Su Na continued to persuade, "I am killing in your image. Don't you have any ideas?"

She smiled.

"What you need to do is simple, let the God of Terror realize that you have nothing to do with Ragnarok."

Regarding the intelligence about the newly born source of fear, the Goddess of Lies has told the truth. She cooperated with Akhtar and told a lie, which made the God of Fear mistakenly think that Akhtar is the future Lord of Ashes, causing fear. The god manifested the Lord of Ashes who should not have existed.

What they need to do now is very simple, let the God of Terror realize that he has been deceived and that the so-called Lord of Ashes in the future does not exist.

That would make the supposed Lord of Ashes disappear.

but.

"We can't even get close to the source of fear, right?" Akhtar expressed his thoughts. With his current strength, he would be stabbed to death by a spear from the source of fear before he even got close to the source of fear.

"And didn't the Goddess of Lies say she would... solve it?"

"The goddess of lies holds back the source of fear." Suna replied, "otherwise, why do you think the source of fear only destroyed a few countries?"

With the power of the source of fear, if it is not restricted, it will cause a massacre in this world, and it is impossible to burn just a few countries.

"Then the gods can't... take action?" Ximu asked, making Suna silent for a moment, and then turned away her head in embarrassment.

"Although he is not the real Lord of Ashes, he is still very similar. If something goes wrong, it will lead to the fall of the god."

Ximu: "..."

"In short, you have to be responsible for getting rid of the source of fear." Su Na changed the subject, "We cannot let the source of fear continue to kill."

With the strength of the gods, it would be easy to solve the source of fear. However, after the source of fear was related to "Twilight of the Gods", the situation changed.

If this fake Lord of Ashes attracts the attention of Ragnarok and makes the fake come true, it will really kill the god.

So the safest way at present is to let Akhtar solve the problem. As long as the God of Terror realizes that Akhtar is just a... human being and not the future Lord of Ashes, then the false Ashes will naturally The Lord disappeared.

"Okay." Ximu agreed, "But you have to wait until I finish strengthening the armor, otherwise I won't be able to see the source of fear alive."

"Okay." Su Na smiled, then squatted down while stroking her skirt, and wrote a few words of unknown meaning on the ground.

Death returns.

This is Suna's ability. The words written on the ground are to ensure that she can return to the corresponding time point after death.

A very incomprehensible and powerful ability.

However, the game official also added a flaw to this ability. Death return can only go back twenty-four hours, and each time you return, you will lose a sense. If you want to restore the lost sense, you must rest for three days.

If losing all her senses doesn't make her destiny develop in the direction she expects, then she can only give up, otherwise she will... die if she returns forcefully.

This is why Su Na looks so young, but has a very mature temperament. In a life of constant death and return, Su Na has experienced things that many people can't imagine, causing her to mature quickly.

However, she still maintains the innocence and purity of a girl.

"Want to ride a horse?" Ximu came to the little mare and invited Suna.

"I want it!" Suna couldn't wait to grab Akhtar's extended hand and sit on the eight-legged horse.

She touched the young mare and said:

"I heard that Sleipnir is the fastest horse in the world, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to sit on it."

Little mare: "..."

Originally, with her arrogant personality, it was impossible for people to ride on her back casually, but now she is used to it. Akhtar invites someone to ride on her every once in a while. It is difficult not to get used to it.

The horse's hooves hit the ground and shot into the sky like thunder.

A strong wind blew in my face.

Suna clamped her legs around the little mare, looked at the retreating clouds on both sides, smiled with satisfaction, and then said with a smile:

"Akhtar, you are really very lucky."

She explained with a smile.

"The source of fear looks exactly like you and caused a massacre, which is enough to turn you from a hero to an object of fear."

"It's a pity that everyone who saw the source of fear died, so you are still a hero in the eyes of people."

"Instead of a madman who wants to burn the world down."

(End of this chapter)