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Chapter 135: The Moving Land of Disaster

"Is this enough?" A young man with a scar on his forehead tied the bundle of wood tightly and carried it on his back.

And just when he was about to go home.

The sky suddenly became dark, and the sunny sky suddenly became overcast, making people feel depressed.

"What is that?" The young man with a scar on his forehead looked up at the sky, and then his pupils dilated. He actually saw a small moving continent, floating towards the horizon like a dark cloud.

It is too magnificent. Giants, dragons, and even the legendary Jörmungandr all seem extremely small in front of this small moving land.

“Is the kingdom of God coming?” He took a step back in fear, tripped over the snow and fell into a pile of snow.

Subsequently.

"Perhaps it is the kingdom of demons." A malicious voice answered the boy's doubts. A hairy minotaur looked down at the fallen boy and grinned.

Then he stretched out his hand in the boy's horrified eyes.

"That's a moving source of disaster."

"...Monster!" The terrified screams spread throughout the forest, but soon quieted down. The frightened boy was caught in the palm of the bull-headed monster's hand and chased towards the sky moving kingdom at high speed.

And this scene didn’t just happen in one place.

As the kingdom of the sky moved, people nearby were forced to feel fear and countless strange things happened.

……

...

"The situation is getting worse." Ximu's eyes lit up slightly, as if there was a flame burning, reflecting the monster rushing towards him.

"Ahhh!" The unknown monster let out a shrill wail, and was suddenly engulfed by the flames that ignited spontaneously on its body surface, and turned into ashes.

Everything that happened on the ground had already attracted their attention, but they were helpless even though they had tried their best to avoid crowded places.

But in the end, there are still a small number of people who are affected by the power of the God of Fear.

"Perhaps this is the devil's way of saving himself." Thor let out a heroic laugh. He sat cross-legged on a stone platform with two big swords on both sides of him. The invisible force he emitted corresponded to the stars in the sky, leading the country under his feet forward.

"Yeah, this... devil is really annoying." Ximu turned his head with a somewhat unnatural look, and Thor also noticed this unnaturalness, but unexpectedly he did not ask any further questions.

In fact, after he witnessed the devil's seal with his own eyes, he already knew that what was sealed was not a devil, but a real god.

"The power this demon possesses is really similar to that of the God of Terror." Thor sighed, crossed his arms and said:
"I almost suspect that the one sealed in the barrier is the God of Fear."

“……”Ximu did not answer and remained silent.

And through this silence, Thor completely confirmed what kind of existence was sealed in the barrier. It was indeed the legendary God of Fear.

This is really bad news.

"More and more monsters are born. I'll deal with some of them first." Ximu seemed to be trying to escape, and turned his back to Thor and said:
"Eden will come personally to keep you safe."

"It's really reassuring to have the protection of the Omniscient Saint." Thor laughed heartily and watched Akhtar's back as he left.

For an upright hero, hiding and lying is a rather embarrassing thing, so he also understands why Akhtar wants to find a reason to leave.

Moreover, the protection provided by the Omniscient Saint is no worse than that provided by Akhtar.

……

...

after a while.

Ximu came to the edge of the mobile kingdom and saw a huge crow swooping down from the sky, its size larger than that of an ordinary dragon.

It was a bird-shaped monster.

"Ah!" The crow let out a long, uncomfortable cry and swooped down towards Akhtar.

At this moment, a crescent-shaped knife light flashed, and the swooping crow's body was broken into two halves. The gushing blood and the inertia of the corpse did not decrease, and it hit the ground like a cannonball, drawing two shocking trenches.

Ximu glanced at the dead crow, then looked at the owner of the sword, who was a one-armed swordsman wearing a bamboo hat.

"Sir Akhtar, are you okay?" The one-armed swordsman walked over, took off his hat, revealing his weathered face.

"Do you still recognize me?"

"Pros, I didn't expect you to come here too." Ximu smiled and recognized this NPC character.

I encountered him when I was fighting the immortal snake. He is an NPC character with some strength, but he does have some good plots.

At first glance, he seems like a guy who craves fame and fortune, very vulgar, but real.

However, after actually getting to know him in depth, you will find that Pros is an out-and-out idealist who dreams of a world without hunger and without abandoned children.

However, as the plot develops, Pros will fall into complete despair under the cold blow of reality, and will be attracted by the fire giant Surtur, becoming a Twilight believer who intends to burn the old world.

And now Pros is probably already a Twilight believer.

"There's nothing I can do to stand out from the crowd." Prosper smiled frankly and put his hat back on.

"Sir Akhtar, the situation is very bad now."

He shrugged.

"Several countries have warned us not to bring the demon seal close to us, otherwise they will regard us as enemies."

"There's nothing we can do about it." A gentle female voice came from a woman with long green hair and a heroic figure, with straight legs wrapped in stockings.

"Once the Disaster Country approaches, their country will fall into unprecedented chaos. They certainly don't want us to get close."

"The country of disaster?" Ximu asked doubtfully, and the woman with long green hair smiled slightly when she heard it, raised her hand to her chest and saluted.

"Sir Akhtar, I am Lola, a knight of the Kingdom of Dornomar."

"Hello." Ximu smiled gently, making Laura's cheeks turn slightly red with excitement, but she did not lose her composure.

Although it was an extremely rare thing to be able to talk to a hero like Akhtar, she still wanted to talk about serious matters.

"The Moving Kingdom of Disaster is what the outside world calls the devil's seal." Laura took a few steps forward and approached Akhtar.

"Because when the demon seal approaches, a bunch of monsters will be born, causing the country to fall into chaos, so it is called the moving disaster country."

She lowered her brows and spoke softly.

"In order to prevent the Mobile Disaster Country from getting closer, many countries have formed an alliance and protested together to prevent us from getting closer."

"Or, I'll just return the prototype Sword of Light to the Twilight Cult." Ximu said expressionlessly, "Then let's see if they can resist."

He had done something like this before. After many countries boycotted it, he returned the prototype Sword of Light to the Twilight Cult.

After the Twilight Cult unsealed the Source of Fear, no one resisted them anymore, and either the country was destroyed directly or... it collapsed, and everyone fled to avoid the attack of the Source of Fear.

That scene was quite interesting. "That's not a good idea." Laura said softly, not taking Akhtar's self-destructive words to heart.

Being a hero, Akhtar couldn't really do that.

"Don't worry, we just have to take a detour." Ximu smiled gently, raised his hand and rubbed Laura's head. Looking at the embarrassed and forcible expression of the knight, he couldn't help but stroke her a few times.

This is the benefit of having a high reputation. Wherever you go, beautiful girls will look at you with admiration. There is no trace of arrogance at all.

"But this will make you work harder." He sighed, and Laura shook her head and explained to him anxiously:

"It's my honor to share your worries."

"..." Ximu pretended to be stunned, then burst into laughter, rubbed Laura's head hard, and showed a very bewitching smile.

"You are such a gentle woman."

Pros: “…”

Why is it that when she is with him, Laura is so businesslike and looks so aloof, but when she meets Akhtar, she is well-behaved and sensible.

Even though he was a traitor, I still felt a little upset.

The distinction is too obvious.

"Actually, I just did what I should do." Laura muttered softly. She felt very embarrassed that Akhtar described her as a gentle woman. In the past, she was always described as being too...cold.

And Akhtar was the first man to comment that she was gentle.

"Being able to do what you are supposed to do well is already excellent." Ximu smiled and looked at Pross and said:

"This man's swordsmanship is pretty good. You can learn more from him."

"Her swordsmanship is better than mine." Pros twitched his lips and told the truth about Laura's swordsmanship. Originally, he wanted to act like a senior, but who would have thought that Laura's swordsmanship was much better than his.

However, considering that Laura's father is the strongest knight in the Kingdom of Dornomar, this is very normal. The educational resources he received are not comparable to those of him who was born a commoner.

"Really? That's really amazing." Ximu showed a surprised expression, and Pros sighed when he saw this.

He waved his hand and changed the subject abruptly:
"There are more and more monsters now. If a monster that is difficult to deal with appears, things will be troublesome."

"It's just a few troubles. There won't be any troublesome weirdness." Ximu explained patiently and looked at Pros, "It's more important to worry about the followers of Dusk."

The stronger a person is, the stronger the fear that is materialized in his heart will be. However, when the fear in the hearts of ordinary people is materialized, it will not be very troublesome.

It is impossible for the fear in the hearts of ordinary people to support the birth of a monster with the intensity of the source of fear.

So, there is no need to worry.

Of course, this is not absolute. There is room for the monster to grow. If the monster can spread its own fear into people's hearts, then the existence of the monster can also be greatly expanded, thereby greatly improving its strength.

"Hahaha...that's true." Pross pretended to laugh heartily, feeling a little guilty, as if Akhtar had seen through him.

“But if this strange power triggers fear in our hearts, it will be troublesome, right?” He looked at the heroes fighting in the distance.

Ximu gave an explanation for this.

"Don't worry, it won't affect us."

"Then I feel relieved." Pros smiled and watched Akhtar say goodbye to Laura and leave.

His hand subconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword, now he could assassinate the defenseless Akhtar.

The sword was pulled out a section.

"Sir Pros, what's wrong with you?" A vigilant voice came from the side. Pros turned his head and saw Laura giving him a vigilant look with her hand on the sword at her waist.

Before he could cut Akhtar, Lola's sword would probably chop off his head in advance.

"I was thinking about the gap in strength between Akhtar and myself." Pros pressed down the sword and looked at Laura in silence.

"It's normal for men to have a strong desire to win."

"The desire to win doesn't mean you can't distinguish reality." Laura said, and then she stopped paying attention to Pros and focused her attention on the monster that attacked.

"That's why I hate reality." Pros muttered to himself, and focused his energy on defeating the monsters that attacked.

Even if he attempted an assassination, it would be highly unlikely that he would succeed. With Akhtar's favor from the Goddess of Life and resistance to death granted by the Witch of Death, even if he hit a vital point, it would be impossible for Akhtar to die immediately.

……

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Leave the battlefield.

Ximu came to a newly built church, which was the church of the three goddesses of fate, used to anchor the gaze of the three goddesses of fate.

When I walked into the church, I saw Suna kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped together, praying devoutly to the three goddesses of fate.

Unlike ordinary churches which have only one statue, the Church of Destiny has three statues: the goddess of the past standing in the middle, and the goddess of the present and the goddess of the future standing on both sides.

"Three Goddesses of Fate, do you have any revelation?" Ximu stopped and looked at Eden who was sitting quietly on the bench, and said:

"Now we need the guidance of fate."

"Akhtar, do you believe in fate too?" Eden asked suddenly. Akhtar pondered for a moment and then sat next to her.

"I will believe in fate when it is in my favor." Ximu gave the answer. This is his attitude towards fate. He will choose to believe when it is in his favor, and choose not to believe when it is not in his favor.

This isn't just true in-game.

In reality, he thought so too.

"Really?" Eden nodded slightly, feeling a little surprised by Akhtar's answer, but not surprised by Akhtar's answer.

A genius like Akhtar is very proud and believes that the future can be in his own hands.

And usually that’s… true.

"Next we just have to hold on until we reach the Plague Temple." Ximu sighed as if he was tired, and then seemed to have thought of something.

"Can the God of Fear induce fear in other gods?"

"Maybe." Eden nodded slightly, adjusted her sitting posture, brought her knees together under her skirt, and moved a little closer to Akhtar.

She whispered:

"However, as long as the source of fear appears in the sky, it will be immediately sealed by the gods, and the God of Fear will not be given the opportunity to cause fear among the gods."

"...Is that so." Ximu looked at Eden's delicate face, slightly turned his eyes away, and abruptly changed the subject:

"Eden, I need you to protect Thor next."

"Yeah." Eden responded softly, agreeing to Akhtar's request. Ximu did not stop after hearing that, but got up and left the church.

(End of this chapter)