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Chapter 139: The Source of Fear in the Sky

"Pa~" His shoulder was suddenly patted lightly. Ximu subconsciously turned his head and saw a masked girl with long light red hair. She took off the mask, revealing her bright and charming face.

"Shall we remove the seal of the barrier now?" The goddess of lies asked the stunned Akhtar with a smile.

In response to this, Ximu's eyes fluctuated, as if he was a little uncomfortable with the approach of the Goddess of Lies.

But this is very normal. It is unlikely for anyone to remain calm when being approached by a bright and attractive girl and greeted in a friendly manner.

His response was naturally the same.

I thought about it.

"At least wait until we are far away." He said to the goddess of lies who was so close to him:

"If we unseal the source of fear now, we will all die."

"If we unseal it here, the source of fear might run to the sky." The goddess of lies pinched her chin with her delicate hands, revealing a distressed expression, "Isn't this a bad idea?"

Ximu turned his head away and said, "Don't worry, the Witch of Death will take action."

"Really?" The goddess of lies covered her mouth in surprise. Seeing Akhtar turning his head away unnaturally, her eyes curved into crescents. "Human, you are dishonest~"

The genius in people's eyes, the hero that everyone admires, behaved so unnaturally in front of her, which was unexpectedly cute.

In response, Ximu turned his face away even more forcefully, not looking at the goddess of lies.

However, the goddess of lies did not let Akhtar go, she half leaned her body, her long hair slid across her cheeks and shoulders, reflecting Akhtar's unnatural expression in her eyes, which she blinked gently with a hint of teasing malice.

The atmosphere became subtle.

"Then what do you want?" Ximu said helplessly, "As long as it's something I can do."

"Then become my devout believer." The goddess of lies stretched out her slender white hand, motioning Akhtar to kiss it.

As for why she didn't stretch out her legs, it was because she was worried that Akhtar would really dare to kiss her. She remembered the last experience very clearly.

So she didn't dare to stretch out her foot.

"Can you change the conditions?" Ximu asked seriously. He had no interest in becoming a follower of the Goddess of Lies. It was not that he felt that the Goddess of Lies was unreliable. In fact, the Goddess of Lies was unexpectedly good to her believers.

Moreover, compared to other gods, the Goddess of Lies is more flexible and can cooperate very well with players.

If you choose the Goddess of Lies as your partner, you can abandon your brain and follow her strategies until you defeat the God of Omniscience.

But this week he doesn't want to go the route of the goddess of lies.

"Why?" The goddess of lies bit her lower lip lightly, revealing a pitiful look that made people soften their hearts unconsciously.

"Do you hate lies so much?"

"That's not the reason." Ximu turned his head away again, but did not explain why he was unwilling, leaving the goddess of lies to figure out the reason herself.

“What’s the reason?” This time, the goddess of lies did not give Akhtar a chance to escape. She pinched Akhtar’s cheeks and forced his tilted cheeks to straighten.

In response, Ximu rolled his eyes and pretended not to see.

“You…Puchi, forget it.” The Goddess of Lies was both angry and amused. She loosened her hand that was pinching her face and proposed another condition, “Then I want to meet the Witch of Death.”

At this point, she showed a curious expression.

"Which country do you plan to sacrifice to summon the Witch of Death?"

"That's just a lie to deceive outsiders." Ximu shook his head, "You should know that I don't need too harsh conditions to summon the Witch of Death."

"It's good to have a potential genius. Even a witch will look at him." The Goddess of Lies sighed and twirled her hair around her ears. "It's hard for people to even meet the Witch of Death."

This is a lie. It is not difficult to find the Witch of Death. The real difficulty is to make the Witch of Death have the patience to talk to God.

This requires a middleman to mediate, and there is no doubt that Akhtar is this middleman. Otherwise, the fate of ordinary gods meeting the Witch of Death would be like that of the God of Blood, who was stabbed half to death by a finger.

Although she was not afraid of the Witch of Death who was only in the form of a clone.

And right now.

"I also want to meet the Witch of Death." A confident laugh was heard. Akhtar and the Goddess of Lies looked in the direction of the voice and saw a black-haired man with his hands in his pockets. His steps were calm and domineering, revealing a suffocating sense of oppression.

He looked at Akhtar and grinned:

"Human, can you help me?"

"That depends on the will of the Lady Witch of Death." Ximu replied calmly. He recognized the identity of the man in front of him. He was the Segment Demon who had returned to his peak state.

"Then change your story." The Segment Demon took his hands out of his pockets, tapped his head with his hands, and his smile turned cold.

"I command you to summon the Witch of Death." As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp slash flashed and cut towards Akhtar's chest.

This was an attack from a demon. Both the speed and the strength were beyond the ability of Akhtar to resist. He could only accept the blow obediently.

Of course this is not fatal, it's just a lesson.

It was because of that that when he met Akhtar in the underground of Fenrir Kingdom, he was ignored and treated with such cold words.

If you dare to despise him like this, you must be taught a lesson.

The blow pierced through his chest, and blood gushed out of Ximu's chest. His breath weakened in an instant. His physical condition was already weak due to the release of the Sword of Light.

Now it's adding insult to injury.

"Demon of Division, why do you want to divide your body?" The Goddess of Lies asked the Demon of Division with a puzzled look.

Then, in the cold eyes of the Slicing Demon, reality... turned upside down. Blood suddenly spurted out of the Slicing Demon's chest, and a deep wound appeared on it.

Akhtar was not injured at all.

What happened?

The Slice Demon didn't react immediately, he should have launched a slash at Akhtar, piercing through Akhtar's chest.

"What a weird...ability." He reacted, touched the blood from the wound with his finger, licked it with his mouth, and his attitude became gentle.

No longer the arrogance of the beginning.

"Human, do you want to become my believer?" The goddess of lies smiled and looked at Akhtar who was touching his chest, bewitching him:
"I can help you teach this guy a lesson."

Ximu looked doubtful.

In this regard.

“Just like there are differences between people.” The goddess of lies explained to Akhtar with her smile as bright and charming as ever.

"And after crossing the limit of the human realm, there is also a huge gap in strength."

She pointed at the Slice Demon and smiled.

"For example, this Segmentation Demon is very weak."

"..."The Splitting Demon's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he immediately discovered that something was wrong with his own condition. His strength was forcibly restrained by an unknown force.

then.

"Bang!" Akhtar swung his fist and hit the split demon's nose heavily. With blood spurting out of the nose, the split demon's body flew backwards and then rolled on the ground for several times.

The atmosphere became stagnant.

“Are you happy?” The goddess of lies smiled and looked at Akhtar’s bloody fist. “If you become my believer, punching the devil won’t be a problem in the future.”

Ximu finally showed an excited expression this time, but still did not agree. "Akhtar, please think about it carefully." The goddess of lies was not anxious, she tapped her chin with her fingers and uttered some suggestive words with her cherry lips.

“Perhaps you will have the opportunity to become my partner in the future and share God’s authority with me.”

"Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking." Ximu covered his face, feeling helpless about the continued bewitching of the goddess of lies.

He looked at the Slicing Demon not far away and changed the subject:
"Regarding your wish to see the Witch of Death, I will seek the advice of the Witch of Death, but you must be mentally prepared."

He smiled a nasty smile.

"Don't try to challenge the Witch of Death. Even if the Witch of Death is in the form of a clone, she is not something that a small-time demon like you can provoke."

"..."The Splitting Demon didn't care about Ximu's words. His attention was focused on his own miserable defeat.

"The gap in power between me and the gods cannot be... that big." He touched his bleeding nose, his pupils trembling violently.

He had recovered to his peak state, but he was defeated so easily that even his strength was temporarily sealed. Although he could quickly separate the seal with his ability, it was enough for the Goddess of Lies to kill him thousands of times.

Ximu withdrew his gaze and did not care too much about the almost autistic split demon. He said to the goddess of lies:

"Give us three hours to evacuate, and then please unseal the source of fear."

“I can’t guarantee that the source of fear will go to the sky.” The goddess of lies said with a smile, looking at the hidden passage in the sky.

In response, Ximu just nodded and said:

"Don't worry, I'll make preparations early." After saying this, he summoned the little mare and left under the watchful eyes of the Goddess of Lies.

The Goddess of Lies chuckled upon seeing this. She knew that Akhtar had begun to waver. As long as he continued to work hard, he would be able to pry the Goddess of Life away from him.

With Akhtar's gifts and talents, as long as he follows the same path as her and becomes her partner, he will definitely help her ruthlessly expand the power of lies.

And she can also gain a powerful partner.

……

...

Two hours later.

The country closest to the Plague Temple.

In a restaurant.

"If the source of fear does not act according to the plan." Ximu sat at the table and looked around at everyone present. He saw Eden, Mist, Suna, Thor, the Red Dragon King and others sitting around a table.

He picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.
"Then I can only sacrifice this country to summon the Witch of Death."

Su Na: "..."

Why was this man so determined to sacrifice himself for the country? However, considering that this was already a last resort, she did not intend to say more.

"The source of fear, the hostility towards gods is much greater than that towards humans." Eden spoke to comfort her. She also felt helpless about Akhtar always bringing out the Witch of Death to scare people. She was one of the few people who knew that Akhtar could easily summon the Witch of Death.

"Yeah, that makes sense!" Suna nodded repeatedly. Since the Omniscient Saint had spoken, then it must be like this.

Otherwise, the situation will go to the brink of being out of control.

"You're scared." Ximu smiled, flicked Su Na's forehead with his finger, and then said:

"Come on, accompany me to meet the heroes"

"Yeah." Suna responded softly, and her expression changed accordingly, becoming dignified and elegant, with an elusive feeling.

As the candidate for the Saint of Fate, she...cannot be easily seen through, but it doesn't matter in front of acquaintances.

The two walked out of the box and met with the heroes, praising and chatting with each other until the sky started to burn.

fire.

inflammation.

Yan.

The swirling flames, like a roaring snake, pounced towards the sky and created a passage through it.

The source of fear has left this world.

However, an accident soon occurred. A powerful Dusk believer turned into a burning flame and drilled into the passage, closely following the source of fear.

But that doesn’t matter anymore, it is the gods who need to worry.

"It's over." Ximu stood in front of the window, drank the liquor in the glass, exhaled, and showed a relaxed smile.

Next he should forcefully advance the game version.

Let life and death overlap.

……

...

at the same time.

In the passage to the high sky.

The Source of Terror rode on an eight-legged divine horse, holding a spear in one hand and the God of Fear in the other, and moved towards the sky.

Just as he was about to step into the sky, a ball of fire followed closely and was immediately pierced through by the spear, revealing the true form of the fire.

It was a female dwarf, who looked at the source of fear with fanatical eyes, ignoring her own pierced body and opened her arms.

"Oh, please eat me."

She smiled expectantly.

"Become the Lord of Ashes that burns this world."

"..." The source of fear stared at the crazy Dusk believer, and brought the pierced female dwarf to his mouth as if he was eating a skewer, and then took a bite without hesitation, and blood spurted out.

The embers then enveloped the source of fear.

After a moment, the flame went out.

The state of the Source of Terror changed, and the fire he used turned into... the Flame of Ashes, which was the real fire used to burn the world.

Go through the passage and reach the sky.

The scene is not quite the same as imagined. There are not a lot of impractical buildings built everywhere for the sake of beauty and splendor.

It is very similar to the city in the underworld... There are no countless gods here, and the mainstream creatures are still humans, dwarves, elves, dragons, goblins and other creatures. However, compared to the creatures in the underworld, the creatures here are generally very strong, and their temperament and clothing are quite good.

"Can't have you causing trouble in that kid's face."

A gentle and maternal female voice was heard, and the source of fear swung his spear without hesitation and stabbed it fiercely at the source of the voice.

However, before the spear hit the enemy, his consciousness became blurred, and he vaguely saw a blurry female figure. Although it was not very clear, the vague outline gave people a sense of tolerance, motherhood and tenderness.

It seems to be the embodiment of the concept of perfect woman.

No...to be more precise, she represents the concept of perfect women and people's beautiful perception of women.

It was born from her.

　There is one more chapter, but it will probably be very late, don't wait
　　
　
(End of this chapter)