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Chapter 127 More Like a Dragon Than a Dragon

The sky is bright.

The Kingdom of Fenrir.

palace.

"Why are you invading my country?" Aegeus knelt on the ground, his hands and feet pierced by chains, and the blood seeping out dyed the ground red.

He stared angrily at the red-haired dwarf on the throne.

"We shouldn't have any conflicts of interest."

"Does the Twilight Cult harm people because they need benefits?" The red-haired dwarf asked back, and when Aegeus was speechless, he explained:

"But a poor country like yours really isn't worth doing much harm to."

He lowered his head and played with his fingers.

"We just want to use your lives to threaten Akhtar to hand over the Sword of Light."

Aegeus: “…”

This was an unexpected disaster. He knew Akhtar, a famous hero and a ruthless man who was an enemy of God.

However, he never expected that he would be involved in such an outrageous relationship with Akhtar. In order to seize the Sword of Light, the Twilight Cult rushed to seize his country and used it to threaten Akhtar.

This is too outrageous and too unlucky.

"Human, if you want to return to your country." The red-haired dwarf showed a malicious smile, as if there was a crazy fire burning in it, "You should be better than us at making the hero compromise, right?"

"What if Akhtar is unwilling to hand over the Sword of Light?" Aegeus' voice was low, and then he saw the red-haired dwarf smiling viciously and shaking his neck, the hint was very obvious.

If you can't do it, you will die.

……

...

barren mountain.

The early morning sunlight shines through the gaps in the clouds and falls on the white snow, reflecting a dim color.

"Without the prototype Sword of Light, the Dusk followers will not be able to break through the barrier in a short time." Ximu leaned against the tree trunk, looking at Eden who was kneeling opposite him and grilling fish seriously, and analyzed calmly:

"We must eliminate the source of fear as soon as possible."

"So what do you want to do?" Eden said calmly, handing the grilled fish to Akhtar, and whispered:
"Do you still want to summon the Witch of Death?"

"Can't I summon the gods?" Ximu took a bite of the grilled fish and looked at the clear river beside him. "If I pray to the goddess of life, will it be..."

"Things haven't reached the point of no return." Eden shook his head and explained to Akhtar, "Before Suna's death and return reach the limit, there is no reason for the gods to personally take action to resolve the source of fear."

Ximu fell silent and ate the grilled fish silently. He seemed very disappointed, but he was not surprised at the reactions of the gods.

After the God of Omniscience was sealed, the gods of this world lost their leader. Except for the three goddesses of fate who were able to exercise partial management power, the gods became a group of scattered sands, each with their own thoughts.

Unless things become serious enough, the gods will not descend to the underworld to solve the problem.

This is because of both the risks involved and the fact that intervention is not yet necessary, unless Suna has reached the limit of death return.

Then the three goddesses of fate will really take action to solve the problem.

"Since the gods are unwilling to... manage it." He suddenly said, meeting Eden's surprised gaze, "Why not let me manage this world instead?"

He said something that seemed very arrogant.

"If it were me, I could at least get rid of the source of fear quickly."

"There are many people who think like you." Eden's voice was calm. "If I were to manage this world, it would definitely be better than the gods."

She locked eyes with Akhtar.

"But before that, you need to defeat the God of Omniscience."

"That's really too difficult." Ximu took another bite of the grilled fish and said as if jokingly, "If I could know the true power of the God of Omniscience, maybe there would still be a chance."

"It will only make sense to discuss this when you become a demon." Eden shook his head slightly, carefully observed Ximu's condition, and said:

"You are close to crossing the limit of the human realm." She asked again, "Akhtar, do you really want to become a demon?"

Ximu replied immediately: "Without a doubt."

In this game, only after becoming a demon can you truly experience the thrill of killing and terrify the whole world with your own strength.

In order to kill him, the gods and heroes used all their wisdom and courage to defeat him.

Then he crushed them again, feeling great.

"Can you tell me about your abilities?" Eden asked without warning, looking at Akhtar's surprised expression.

Normally, a person's ability is a very private matter. Unless it is guessed by others or there is some other need, it is normal to choose to conceal one's ability. This is to prevent others from targeting you and also to... enable you to better fight the enemy.

So her asking about Akhtar's true abilities was actually... a bit rude, and it was very normal to be rejected.

Although she meant no harm in asking about Akhtar's abilities.

"It's a player." Ximu answered casually without hiding anything about his ability. In his opinion, this was not a secret worth caring about. Anyway, he didn't rely on the player's ability to fight.

And the reason why Eden asked about the true nature of his abilities was just to... let the Tree of All-Knowing analyze it in advance, so as to list the requirements for his ritual to become a demon.

For those who meet the requirements to become a demon, the ritual is actually the biggest obstacle. Everyone's conditions are different, so the difficulty of execution is naturally different.

Naturally, the difficulty of studying the conditions required for the ritual also varies.

"Player?" Eden showed a trace of confusion. She didn't understand why Akhtar had the ability of a player. Any ability that was born was related to one's inner desire, and Akhtar and player... this concept, it is difficult to connect them.

In response, Akhtar launched into a nonsense narrative.

“Do you like playing games?”

"..."

Eden fell into thought.

Ximu didn't seem to expect Eden's answer, and explained on his own: "Playing games is a very happy thing. Everyone can have fun from it."

He leaned against the tree.

“If life is likened to a game, then I can enjoy the fun of the game to the fullest.”

Eden shook his head and said, "Life is not a game."

"But it can be a game, right?" Ximu smiled, "But compared to games, the real world has too many rules, and everyone's winning criteria are different." He met Eden's gaze.

"I actually hate the doctrine that does not allow suicide. It's like forcing everyone to play the game of life."

"Even a child knows that when a game becomes unreasonably difficult, they will want to give up. But the reality is that they have to play it whether they want to or not. No one is allowed to give up the game of life, or they will face unacceptable punishment."

“If I were to design a game, I would modify the rules of the game so that every player could play the game happily and experience the fun of the game.”

Having said this, he looked away.

"Of course this is just my wishful thinking."

"This is a very good wish and a very good ability." Eden affirmed and understood Akhtar's idea.

She has lived a long life and witnessed the decline and rise of many countries and civilizations, so she has a deeper understanding of what Akhtar said.

In different environments, people... have different conditions for success. It could be having a happy family, being rich enough to rival a country, or of course having enough food and clothing, but no matter what the conditions are.

It will be difficult to achieve due to the constraints of "rules".

When people realize that they can't do it no matter what, they will realize failure and the idea of ​​giving up will arise.

I remember there was a story a long time ago. A sage created a puppet and gave an order to the puppet to pick up the gold coins on the ground.

The puppet did it with ease.

Then the sage asked the puppet to fish out the fish from the water. The first attempt... failed, and the sage gave the puppet severe punishment.

After that, the sage arranged several more experiments. Every time the puppet succeeded, he would give it a corresponding reward, and every time it failed, he would give it a severe punishment.

The puppet naturally realized one thing: if she failed to complete the sage's order, she would be punished, and if she succeeded, she would be rewarded.

In order to avoid being punished and to get rewards, the puppet tried every possible way to satisfy the sage. Although the conditions proposed by the sage became more and more difficult, the puppet was still able to meet the sage's requirements most of the time.

Until one day, the sage made a request, asking the puppet to fish the moon out of the pond.

The puppet failed, and there was no real moon in the pool.

However, the sage did not change his request this time, and asked the puppet to fish the moon out of the pond again and again.

After trying everything, and making every attempt, the puppet gets…always punishment, and it seems like it will never be able to succeed.

Then the puppet thought of a way, the one that was closest to success, and she committed suicide in front of the sage.

Since you will be punished no matter what, and since there is no way to get a reward, suicide is the best solution.

Death is the best solution to escape unreasonable rules.

This is the conclusion reached by the sage. What Akhtar has to do is to redefine the rules, erase the unreasonable rules, and allow everyone to play the game.

"If I can do it." Ximu smiled and focused on eating the fish. He knew that Eden believed his explanation of the ability of "player".

"If this is what you think." Eden raised his hand and gently brushed the hair beside his ear, as if confirming something, "Then your ability after becoming a demon should be related to the ability to customize the rules of the game..."

"What do you mean?" Ximu asked in confusion, "After becoming a demon, my ability is no longer that of a "player"?"

"Abilities can be expanded." Eden explained, "The same ability can be applied to different degrees depending on the abilities of the user."

She thought about it and explained.

"Take 'life' as an example. The Goddess of Life can develop the power of 'life' to the point of being omnipotent. Not only can she create life, but she can also interfere with the world. But if an ordinary person were to use the power of life, they would only be able to heal the body."

"If you can complete the ritual and become a demon, then the boundaries of your abilities can be expanded and transformed into abilities of another concept."

Ximu nodded, seeming to understand what Eden said.

Although Eden sounds complicated,... to explain it in a more understandable way, it is to unlock corresponding ability entries to make one's own abilities more versatile.

And just as they were chatting.

The sky suddenly darkened.

"Here it comes, the Red Dragon King." Ximu looked up at the red dragon covering the sky. He saw a giant dragon that seemed like a moving mountain, blocking the sun in the sky. Its spread wings covered the sky, and its size was even more exaggerated than that of a giant.

“Ang——!!!” The red dragon roared loudly, and cast its eyes towards the tiny humans below.

Their eyes met.

No words needed.

Fire overflowed from between Ximu's teeth, and he spewed out hot dragon breath, colliding with the heavenly fire spewed out by the Red Dragon King.

"Boom!" The blazing flames engulfed the sky and earth. The spreading light and heat melted the thick snow, which then evaporated and disappeared in an instant.

The light converges.

The original snowfield disappeared, leaving behind a red land with billowing smoke.

"Are you really someone who has seized the power of dragons, rather than actually being... a dragon?" The burly red-haired man walked across the scorched land and came in front of Akhtar.

"You are more like a dragon than a dragon."

"Unfortunately, I am a human." Ximu answered casually, not seeming to care much about the Red Dragon King's previous attack.

He said calmly:
"Once this is over, I will attack you without further ado."

"It's okay, you can do it anytime." The red-haired burly man waved his hand, not caring about Akhtar's almost provocative remarks.

Dragons decide everything with strength.

Well... this is his personal opinion. The dragons nowadays are highly social creatures, especially the young dragons, which have nothing like what a dragon should be like.

It’s not quite the same as the Lone Ranger’s dragon in the past.

"The key now is to solve the source of fear." Suna walked out from behind the Red Dragon King. She closed her eyes and stood between the two people... no, maybe between the two dragons.

"If possible, I hope you can get along well."

"They won't have any conflicts." Eden comforted, "They won't be hostile to each other until the source of their fear is resolved."

"That's good." Suna patted her plump chest. She was still worried that the two would start fighting over something they didn't agree on.

"Let's get back to the point. Now we have two ways to solve the source of fear." Ximu was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight to the point:
"Find a nearby country to offer sacrifices and summon the Witch of Death to resolve the source of fear." Having said this, he looked up at the sky.

"Otherwise, we can only send the source of fear to a place where it does not affect the world."

"Send the source of fear to the sky?" The Red Dragon King touched his chin and then shook his head. "Only the gods can open the passage to the sky."

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