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Chapter 138 Arrival at the Plague Temple
"Then you must try your best." Ximu turned his wrist, and the Great Sword of Death blocked the attack of Count Dracula, revealing a dangerous smile, "If you can't kill me now, you will never have another chance in the future."

"Human, I will completely corrupt your soul!" Count Dracula's voice was low and full of determined murderous intent. He knew that what Akhtar said was true. With Akhtar's genius, he could completely surpass him in a very short time.

And naturally, he had no chance to kill Akhtar.

"If you can do it." Ximu took a step back, just avoiding the sword of the Blasphemous Knight. Then his body began to radiate high temperature, as if he had turned into charcoal.

His smile turned cold.

"Vampire, if you can't kill me, then... I will hunt you down and kill everyone around you."

"Human, are you still a hero?" Count Dracula roared angrily. He never expected that he would be threatened by Akhtar, a man who was considered a flawless hero. This was beyond his expectations.

To this, Ximu responded coldly: "If you are a hero, you should destroy all vampires."

Based on his understanding of the NPC Count Dracula, there is a certain probability that he will run away when he is at a disadvantage. However, as long as he continues to verbally taunt Count Dracula and threaten him at the same time.

Even if Count Dracula is in an absolute disadvantage, he will continue to fight the player to the death until he is completely killed by the player.

Can't lose!

Count Dracula gritted his teeth and fought with such belief that he would kill Akhtar even if it meant draining his soul.

Otherwise he would not be able to accept the consequences.

"Clang!" The swords collided, creating a whistling wind. The most intense battle unfolded within a distance of less than one meter.

The cold moonlight penetrated through the church's stained glass and shone on the fighting figures of the two men. The fast-moving bodies and swinging swords exceeded the limits of what the retina could capture, and the spreading impact shook the church.

……

...

at the same time.

outside world.

"Suna, is there something on my face?" Eden's pretty face showed confusion. When she met Suna's eyes, she found that Suna had been staring at her eyes for a long time, but she never took the initiative to bring up a topic with her.

Suna was slightly stunned when she heard this, and looked into Eden's emerald eyes, and said softly: "You are...looking at Akhtar, right?"

"Yeah." Eden nodded slightly and turned his gaze back to the battlefield. She knew Count Dracula's strength well, which had exceeded the limits of human beings, so she was a little worried that something might happen to Akhtar.

However, the actual battle situation was somewhat different from what she expected. The person who had the upper hand was... Akhtar.

Not Count Dracula.

"Bang!" After an unknown number of collisions, the Blasphemous Knight's sword slipped out of his hand, spun a few times in the air, and pierced into the stone slabs on the ground of the church.

“I have to give you a compliment.”

Ximu cut off Count Dracula's elbow with a backhanded sword, and before Count Dracula could react, he took out the immortal spear and pierced Count Dracula's chest.

"Dracula, you...are a nice guy. I probably won't forget you for a long time."

"I don't want to be remembered by you!" Count Dracula has not given up the fight and tried to pull out the spear that was sucked into his heart.

Compared with ordinary life, vampires are more difficult to kill, but if their brains and hearts are pierced, they will inevitably die.

Unless you can transform into the original vampire.

Ximu said nothing, just looking at Count Dracula who was still struggling, from anger to powerlessness... and despair.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in hunting down the people around you." He came close to Count Dracula and grabbed the spear that pierced the undead.

"I lied to you before." After saying that, he pulled out the spear that pierced the immortal. Count Dracula looked relaxed after hearing that. He believed what Akhtar said. The other party was a hero after all.

You shouldn't deceive yourself.

As for the desecration of the church, it began to dissipate like smoke after Count Dracula's death, allowing Akhtar to return to the outside world.

"Akhtar, are you okay?" A familiar female voice came from his ear. Ximu turned his head and saw Mister shaking the bloody long knife, surrounded by more than a dozen corpses of Dusk believers.

Her eyes revealed concern and she walked over quickly.

"Don't worry." Ximu smiled gently and looked very calm.

However, Mist could see that Akhtar was now running low on magic power and his condition had deteriorated greatly, and he had obviously been involved in a high-intensity battle.

The loss of magic power is not necessarily related to the duration of the battle, but more depends on how it is used. If the magic power is continuously consumed at a high intensity during the process, even if you have a huge amount of magic power, it will be exhausted very quickly.

"Next, let me protect you." She took the initiative to walk to Akhtar's side and assumed the role of a guard.

Ximu smiled, looked at the tall, slender, long-wavy red-haired Mister beside him, and said:

"Let's talk about it after I take care of that guy." He pointed at Hercules in the sky. "The Twilight Cult will not stop attacking until that guy is taken care of."

Misty looked in the direction he pointed and then fell silent.

She guessed what Akhtar was going to do next, and saw Akhtar take out the Sword of Light, then clapped his hands together and chanted a summoning spell. Along with the squirming shadow, an avatar that looked exactly like Akhtar appeared.

"Don't... run around." Ximu said softly, and he and his clone aimed at Hercules in the sky.

With Hercules' strength, it is impossible to kill him by just releasing the sword of light. Only by releasing it twice at the same time can effectively kill Hercules.

After a while.

Light...pierced through the sky, and the criss-crossing slashes of light hit Hercules at a speed that was almost impossible to dodge.

then.

"Clang." The sound of the sword of light falling was heard, and Akhtar's body fell backwards into Misty's arms, falling into a state of complete powerlessness.

He was at his weakest at this moment, and even a small-time Dusk believer could kill him.

but.

"Get out of the way!" Misty swung her long knife and killed several approaching Dusk believers, then she turned her attention to Akhtar.

"Come, drink some magic potion to replenish your magic power." She squatted down, let Akhtar rest his head on her knees, took out the magic potion beside her, and gently poured it into Akhtar's mouth. As for the Dusk believers around her who had bad intentions.

It doesn't matter, they... can't get close anyway.

Want to go?
A nearby Dusk believer with a scar on his face tightened the axe in his hand, looked at the red-haired lady taking care of people on the battlefield, and the man lying limply on the woman's knees, and became hesitant.

The woman's aura was...too terrifying, and his instinct prevented him from getting close to her.

I thought about it.

The Dusk follower with a scar on his face turned around and went to cause trouble for other heroes. As for the red-haired woman, just leave it to others to deal with.

He was not the only one who had this idea. All the Dusk believers gave up on causing trouble for Mist and Akhtar.

This resulted in a vacant spot on the battlefield.

"Send me to Eden." Ximu stood up, pulled out the sword of light that was stabbed into the ground, and said to Misty:
"Then, please clean up the invading Dusk believers." "Can that woman be trusted?" Misty asked, and after seeing Akhtar nod, she did not question it too much.

Instead, he reached out and hugged Akhtar around the waist.

"I'll take you to her," she explained, carrying Akhtar across the battlefield to where Eden was.

Ximu was not shy about this. Instead, he enjoyed Mist's protection with peace of mind and also glanced at the status bar.

Race: "Human."

Rating: "96."

Skills: "Ten kinds of shadow magic, life prayer, death prayer, ash fire, fate prayer."

Talent: "Player"

Achievements: "The Impossible Miracle, The Princess's Lover, The Guide of Death, The Money Rolls in, The Hero's Blade Reached, The Dragon Hunter, The Enemy of Dwarves, The Enemy of Giants, The Hatched Enemy of Gods, The Witch's Disciple, The Severing of the Undying, The Hero Who is the Enemy of Gods."

The status bar didn't change much, only the level column had a subversive change. This was the huge benefit he gained from assassinating the God of Blood, and the benefit brought by using Suna to reload the file and repeatedly brush up the experience points.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The extra experience points from the "player" ability are the reason why he can grow so quickly.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to reach level 96 now.

As for the achievements in the status bar, except for a few people who were promoted due to their accumulated deeds, there was not much increase.

But it can bring him a sense of accomplishment.

at the same time.

on the other side.

"My opponent was robbed." The Red Dragon King frowned, then shook his head. He felt helpless about Akhtar's sudden attack that killed Hercules. He was obviously a guy who could arouse his interest in fighting.

"Forget it, let's clean up the battlefield first." Shaking his head, he transformed into a red dragon and turned his attention to the battlefield.

Then it spit out a blazing sun.

"Boom!" The sun fell to the lower world, and a sea of ​​fire erupted. A large number of Dusk believers who tried to break the seal of the source of fear were burned to death in an instant.

The outcome was... tilted.

Shortly after.

With the hard work of many heroes and the help of Mist, all the Twilight Followers were wiped out. Except for a very small number of conspicuous Twilight Followers who escaped, most of them were eliminated.

And the mobile country of disaster began to move again, heading towards the Plague Temple.

……

...

"Akhtar, you are almost reaching the limit of human beings." Thor sat cross-legged on the stone slab, looking at Akhtar leaning against the stone not far away, and said seriously:
"What are you going to do next?"

"..."

Ximu didn't answer.

"Probably I'll try to become a devil." Thor laughed heartily. He was very clear about the so-called genius personality. He used to be a genius with an astonishing growth rate, so it was natural for him to want to become a devil.

However, the invisible barriers kept him from succeeding.

Until later he met a mysterious woman from the Dragon Empire... no, it might be a witch. The witch gave him a magic that could obtain demonic power, allowing him to successfully surpass the limits of the human realm.

"Since there is a chance to surpass the limits of the human realm, I want to give it a try." Ximu once again expressed his thoughts, looking at Eden who was silent beside him and said:
“I can’t think of a reason to give up.”

Sol: "..."

It was clearly him who brought up the topic, so why did Akhtar look at Eden and say that he wanted to become a devil, and what does this have to do with Eden.

"Speaking of which, Thor?" Ximu seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked Thor, "You also use the power of the devil, right?"

"Yes." Thor admitted without hesitation.

"Then can you use the witch's power?" Ximu asked, leaving Thor speechless. He lowered his head to glance at his crotch.

"No one has ever tried this. At least, I don't know of any man who has followed the path of a witch."

Ximu was amazed: "The abilities of witches are quite interesting."

"It's better not to try." Thor waved his hand and said bluntly, "Whether you are strong or not still depends on the development of your abilities."

At this point, he added another sentence.

"And it depends on our compatibility. Generally speaking, we are more compatible with demons, so it's hard for us to follow the path of witches."

"Then I'd better study how to become a demon." Ximu said uninterested, and then fell silent.

Thor didn't say much about this.

There are too many geniuses in this world who think they can become demons. Only when they encounter invisible barriers will they fall into despair and start looking for other paths. Before that, no matter what they say, it is meaningless.

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Plague Temple.

In the past it was a place of worship for all nations, but now it seems very... deserted.

This is also natural. The Plague Goddess has been assassinated, and the plague believers have lost the god of faith. Naturally, they have no reason to stay with the Plague God.

But today the Plague Temple is bustling with activity.

A small landmass covered the sky above the Plague Temple, blocking out almost all sunlight.

"Goddess of Lies, it's time... to show up." Ximu stretched out his hand, touched the red barrier, and said softly:

"It's almost time to remove the seal."

"..."

No one responded.

However, Akhtar was sure that the goddess of lies must have heard what he said at this moment, but just chose not to answer him.

"Gentle, lovely, beautiful goddess of lies." Ximu said expressionlessly, changing his words, "You are almost ready to break the seal."

"Yeah, I heard it."

(End of this chapter)