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Chapter 147: The way to capture a loli is to first give her despair, then hope

The white-haired Loli pursed her lips: "What do you mean?"

"Without a soul, you cannot awaken your own abilities." Ximu replied calmly, "In other words, you don't have a soul."

"Is my soul in hell?" the white-haired loli asked. In fact, she had long been puzzled by her inability to awaken her abilities, even though most of the abilities awakened by dragons were useless. Some, like being able to grow an extra toe or allowing one's pupils to change color freely, were useless abilities.

After reaching a certain level of strength, any dragon should be able to awaken its abilities naturally.

But she still didn't have the ability to awaken.

And now she finally figured out the reason. She was lacking the necessary condition to awaken her ability, which was to have her own soul.

"Whether the soul goes to hell or not, I don't know." Ximu lied without changing his expression and said to the nervous white-haired Loli:

"But you do lack a soul."

"..." The white-haired loli subconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt with her little hands, even though she had tried her best to remain calm and not lose her composure.

But my heart is still filled with anxiety.

The current situation is like a human being who is suddenly told one day that she is a puppet and not the human being she has always believed herself to be.

This subversive shock was enough to make a person completely collapse, but she is now able to remain calm and communicate normally with Akhtar.

It is already very difficult.

"I've only seen two cases like yours." Ximu glanced at the uneasy white-haired Lolita and spoke as if to comfort her:
"They are all due to the interference of demons or witches, so that they can still maintain the ability to think even without souls."

The white-haired Loli's eyes lit up: "What do you mean..."

"That's the kind of thing you need to think about." Ximu shook his head and stood up on his knees. "I'm going to talk to Yiden. You can think carefully about your past life. Maybe you can find some clues."

"Wait!" The white-haired loli reached out and grabbed the corner of Akhtar's clothes after Akhtar gave her a puzzled look.

She forced herself to think calmly and said softly:
"Your situation is actually pretty bad...right?"

Although she could use her cute appearance to plead with Akhtar in a soft voice, Akhtar was a conspirator who intended to subvert the world. It was impossible for him to be soft-hearted and help her just because she was cute.

So she had to come up with something that would impress Akhtar.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to impress Akhtar, and she didn't like to rely on her cute face to get unconditional help from others.

This seemed immature to her.

"What do you want to say?" Ximu asked with interest. He had a liking for the white-haired Loli, not only because of her cute appearance, but also because of her calm and correct way of dealing with things, compared to acting cute and pretending to be pitiful to beg for help.

This white-haired loli will use her brain to think about what the players’ real needs are and propose conditions that are tempting enough.

Instead of relying on being cute to make unreasonable demands on players.

"The Cult of Death, except for the Witch of Death, who possesses power equal to that of God." The white-haired Lolita lowered her eyes and tightly grasped the corner of Akhtar's clothes, "You have no other means to deal with God."

Based on her assessment of the current strength of the Death Cult, aside from the existence of the Witch of Death, the Death Cult did not have the power to deal with god-level forces.

"And then?" Ximu tilted his head, looked at the calm face of the white-haired loli, and waited for the next answer.

Although this answer was intentionally guided by him.

"Then there is room for us to cooperate." The white-haired Lolita calmly stated her conditions. "If my missing soul is due to the interference of the devil, then it means that you may find a partner to cooperate with?"

"Ha... you really dare to say that!" Ximu sneered, stretched out his hand to lift the chin of the white-haired loli, and looked into her ruby ​​eyes.

"If this gets out, it means that the little princess of the Dragon Empire is helping the Cult of Death to find the devil. This is a very serious problem."

"Then Akhtar, who is a hero, is he going to abandon his identity as a hero?" The white-haired loli pursed her lips and answered in the calmest tone possible.

"This is my own decision. It has nothing to do with the Dragon Empire."

"..."

Ximu looked at the calm white-haired Lolita and said with a smile: "Actually, you think that even if it is exposed, you can still say that I forced you, right?"

"..." The white-haired Lolita thought about it, but before she could answer, Ximu sat down and lay back:
"Tsk, I feel like I've been tricked."

He turned over.

"I don't want to help you find your missing soul."

"..." The white-haired loli pursed her lips. The man was willing to lie down, which meant that she was moved, but she still wanted to ask for more chips.

What a greedy man.

"Don't you want a demonic helper?"

"Who can guarantee that the demon is willing to cooperate or is still alive?" Ximu replied, "I still have a lot of things to deal with. I don't have time to go with you to look for a demon that may not exist."

Greedy bad man.

The white-haired girl tugged at the hem of her skirt with her little hands, stared at the smiling Akhtar, and said dejectedly:

"Tell me your terms."

"My shoulders are a little sore after a day of work."

Ximu said something meaningful, and then he felt a soft little foot stepping on his back to help massage it. However, the slightly heavy force still showed that Mao Loli was hiding resentment in her heart.

But he didn't care about this, lying on the soft bed and said:
"If you want to find the truth, it's actually quite simple. Just find someone who is most likely to know the truth and read his memory."

"..."

The white-haired Loli fell into deep thought, wondering if there was any dragon that had a bad relationship with her, and it might be possible to obtain useful information from her.

"Is there a suitable candidate?" Ximu asked.

"Yes." The white-haired Loli answered, and Ximu felt two little feet stepping on his back and chuckled:

"I don't think I've ever been a dragon rider."

"The prerequisite for becoming a dragon knight is that you are of the same gender." The white-haired loli stepped harder, stepping hard on the great conspirator under her, and answered very seriously.

"The law does not allow us to form a partnership."

There is a law in the Dragon Empire that opposite sexes are not allowed to form dragon riders, otherwise it may destroy the dragon's family.

"So there's nothing to talk about?" Ximu sighed in disappointment, "I still have a lot of things to deal with, and I don't have time to accompany you to find the truth behind the scenes."

The white-haired Lolita said expressionlessly: "I can find it myself!"

"But you know too many secrets that you shouldn't know." Ximu replied, "I can't let you leave my side."

The white-haired Loli was silent for a moment, and stomped hard on Akhtar a few times. This guy was indeed interested in the possible hidden demons.

"Then just owe it to me first, and compensate me when you grow up." Ximu was very kind and chose to give in, and did not choose to force the white-haired loli to be his partner.

This is because the white-haired loli is not strong enough, and also because he already has a better means of transportation.

"Wait until you can survive the attack of the gods!" The white-haired Loli said angrily. She didn't think Akhtar was really interested in her, but just wanted to bully her.

Otherwise, with Akhtar's strength and appearance, he would have found a suitable target long ago, the Valkyrie Misty who was the enemy of the gods.

Obviously more suitable for Akhtar.

……

...

The day.

Niflheim is the territory of the black dragon clan. It is shrouded in a thick fog that never dissipates. Mountains that look like barbs rise from the ground, and black dragons travel between the fog and the mountains.

The black dragon lives high on the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain live the servants who serve the dragon, including humans, elves, dwarves and other intelligent creatures.

The dragons provided a place to live and shelter.

The servants have to offer treasures and food in exchange for the dragon's protection and residence. It is a very interesting symbiotic relationship.

The highest mountain in Niflheim is where the Black Dragon King lives, and it is also home to the largest number of humans, dwarves, elves and other intelligent creatures.

The houses built around the highest peak are lined up one after another. It is more prosperous than the city of Fafnir and is considered the capital of the black dragon clan.

"The Black Dragon King is stronger than the Red Dragon King." The white-haired Loli sat on the horse's back and turned her head to Akhtar behind her and said:

"How are you going to explore her memories?"

"Since you know she is so powerful, why did you bring me here?" Ximu asked back, and the white-haired loli gave a confident answer after hearing that.

"Someone like you who intends to subvert... well, you must have many means to deal with it. It will be no problem to deal with the Black Dragon King."

The man behind her is a conspirator who intends to subvert the world. He is also related to the Witch of Death and the Goddess of Lies. It is not difficult to deal with the Black Dragon King.

So she instinctively felt that Akhtar could easily deal with the Black Dragon King.

"Let's try asking directly first." Ximu said calmly, turning his head to look at Eden who was sitting quietly behind him, and said confidently, "If she is unwilling to tell the truth, then I can only ask Eden for help."

If he were to fight the Black Dragon King now, he would have absolutely no chance of winning. Even if he released two swords of light at the same time, he would not be able to kill the Black Dragon King.

Moreover, the Black Dragon King had conflicts with Eden, according to the official setting of the game.

About four thousand years ago, the Black Dragon King defeated the tree guarding the Tree of Omniscience and witnessed the true form of the Tree of Omniscience.

Then the Black Dragon King took a bite of the trunk of the Tree of All-Knowing, swallowed part of the trunk, and awakened extraordinary power.

Then he was beaten up by Eden and thrown out.

"Aren't you going to take action?" asked the white-haired loli, and then Akhtar held her head and rubbed it hard.

"I can't beat him, so of course we can talk." Ximu was not ashamed at all, and drove the mare towards the top of the mountain.

Eden, who was sitting behind the horse, smiled slightly when she heard that. She raised her hand to gently smooth the hair beside her ear and cast her gaze towards the dragon's nest on the mountain.

About four thousand years ago, the Black Dragon King used his ability to find the location of the Tree of All-Knowledge. When she wasn't paying attention, he took a bite of the bark of the Tree of All-Knowledge. Although it was an imperceptible wound, the Tree of All-Knowledge was completely healed.

But that also proves that the Black Dragon King's teeth are very powerful.

After all, the Tree of Omniscience is a huge tree that is everywhere. Time is the branches of the Tree of Omniscience, and space is the roots of the Tree of Omniscience. Being able to be bitten by a tiny wound is already very powerful.

Even if an ordinary dragon breaks its teeth, it cannot harm the Tree of Omniscience.

Through the fog.

The mare came to a huge cave, and her pace slowed down until she stopped. "Partner, leave the rest to us." Ximu touched the mare's neck with a gentle smile.

Seeing this, Mao Loli, the narrator, rolled her eyes slightly. This man treated his mount countless times more gently than he treated her.

The mare rubbed the ground with her hooves, looked into the dark cave with her lantern-like eyes, and rubbed Akhtar's hand gently.

Then she took a few steps back and came behind Eden. She was still very clear about who could protect her safety.

"..."

Ximu withdrew his gaze and looked at the huge black dragon that slowly walked out of the dark cave. Every scale on its body seemed to be made of black gold, reflecting a clear human figure. The smooth lines of its body revealed explosive power.

Unlike the surging magical aura emanating from the Red Dragon King, the appearing black dragon exudes an overwhelming sense of power.

"Akhtar, Evelyn, and... the Omniscient Saint." The Black Dragon King's eyes swept across them one by one, and finally landed on Eden.

Her pupils suddenly contracted.

"After all these years, you still come to my door!"

Eden: "..."

“But I won’t beg for mercy. Even if you give me another chance to choose, I will still bite down the Tree of Omniscience.” Flames flowed out from the gaps between the Black Dragon King’s teeth. His body tensed up to a high degree, staring at the calm Eden.

She had fought with Eden before and was easily thrown out of the Tree of All-Knowing, leaving her no chance to resist.

Even though four thousand years have passed and his strength has far surpassed the past, he can still face the Omniscient Saint again.

I still don't feel like I have any chance of winning.

"Don't be afraid." Eden said softly, but this sentence stimulated the Black Dragon King. He slapped the ground with his dragon claws, shaking the entire mountain.

"Who is scared!"

Eden: "..."

"Hmph, what did you come to me for?" The Black Dragon King snorted coldly, and her attitude suddenly softened. It was not that she was afraid of the Omniscient Saint, but she saw that the Omniscient Saint had no intention of fighting, so she did not want to fight to the death with the Omniscient Saint.

She had been wrong in the past when she ate the Tree of Omniscience.

But for a vegetarian lover, seeing the magnificence of the Tree of All-Knowing, who can resist taking a bite?

Moreover, she only took a small bite, which was of no consequence to the majestic Tree of All-Knowing. Even if she continued to gnaw, it would not have caused any serious impact on the Tree of All-Knowing.

"I want to know where her soul has gone." Eden said concisely and turned his gaze to the white-haired loli.

The Black Dragon King was stunned for a moment, then he realized that the person who had provoked the Omniscient Saint was actually the little princess of the Dragon Empire.

She stared coldly at the white-haired Loli and fell into deep thought. In fact, she knew everything about the white-haired Loli.

In her opinion, the white-haired loli is a puppet created by the White Dragon King because he is unwilling to accept reality. She cannot be considered a living dragon at all.

The real little princess had died long ago and her soul had gone to hell.

Thought for a moment.

"She's gone to hell. She's nothing more than a puppet." The Black Dragon King answered truthfully. "Although she has Evelyn's memories, she's nothing more than a puppet that the White Dragon King uses to comfort himself. In essence, she's just a puppet that acts according to past memories."

She scoffed.

"Don't be deceived by her cute appearance. As long as the White Dragon King is willing, there will be as many cute dolls like this as you want."

"..."

The white-haired Loli opened her mouth and looked at the Black Dragon King's cold and indifferent eyes. She finally understood why the Black Dragon King treated her so badly and looked down on her.

She lowered her head.

"You already know the answer." The Black Dragon King continued, "If there is nothing else, then you can leave."

At this point, she looked down at the confused and bewildered white-haired Lolita, exhaled a breath of hot air, blowing up the hair in front of the white-haired Lolita's forehead, revealing that delicate and lovely face, and couldn't help but say something.

"Ha...Looking at your face reminds me of that little guy crawling around on my back."

"That's why I hate you so much." After saying this, he planned to retreat back into the dark cave.

And right now.

"How stupid." Ximu suddenly spoke up, raised his hand and pressed it on the white-haired loli's head, looking coldly at the black dragon.

"Is she a doll or not? How could I not know?"

"Ha, what do you, a human, know?" The Black Dragon King sneered. Even though Akhtar was a hero, she didn't care at all. After all, she had also eaten the dragons from the Tree of All-Knowing. This feat could not be said to be unprecedented, but at least it was unprecedented.

Ximu lowered his head and happened to meet the eyes of the white-haired loli who looked up. He grinned and said, "Can a puppet look so aggrieved that it would...drop its pearls?"

The white-haired loli was slightly stunned, raised her hand and touched her cheek, and found that she had cried without knowing when. Seeing this, Ximu smiled helplessly, squatted down and wiped away the tears on the white-haired loli's cheek with his fingers.

"There is no doubt that you are not a puppet."

He thought about it and smiled gently.

"This is the affirmation of a great conspirator who intends to overthrow the world."

"...Really?" The white-haired Loli opened her mouth, and her ruby ​​eyes reflected Akhtar's gentle smile.

Ximu smiled and rubbed the white-haired loli's head:
"Is it impossible for the words of a great conspirator who intends to overthrow the world to be convincing?"

Of course there are.

It goes without saying how terrifying Akhtar is. He is the culprit who actively guides the Witch of Death and the Goddess of Lies to cooperate, causing the overlap of life and death.

So, if this man...

The white-haired loli opened her cherry lips slightly, but found that her voice was choked and she couldn't speak smoothly.

She pursed her lips.

However, Ximu seemed to have misunderstood something when he saw this. He hugged the white-haired Lolita into his arms, raised his hand to touch her soft white hair, and said softly:
"After a while, I will go to hell and bring your soul out, so you don't have to... worry." The moment he finished speaking, he felt the petite body in his arms tremble slightly, a pair of small hands grabbed his clothes, and suppressed crying sounds were heard.

The Black Dragon King fell silent upon seeing this. Looking at the white-haired Loli who was lying in Akhtar's arms, suppressing her tears, he began to wonder if there was something wrong with her thinking.

Can a dragon still be considered alive without a soul?

But the emotions displayed by Princess Evelyn at this moment were stronger than any dragon's. This was simply not something a puppet could display.

Ximu maintained a gentle smile, gently stroked the white-haired loli in his arms, and comforted her with an extremely gentle voice.

Until a long time.

The sobbing became quieter, the clothes on his chest became wet, and the white-haired loli calmed down.

Well, next we can open the copy of Dragon Tomb.

……

...

at the same time.

on the other side.

cold.

exhausted.

The biting cold wind blew through the Royal City of Enya, squeezing into every alley and every crevice, drowning out every bit of warmth.

"I don't feel... hungry anymore." The little beggar hiding in the corner of the alley suddenly shook his body. He suddenly felt that he had lost the feeling of hunger and cold. A sense of relief and relaxation was released from the depths of his soul.

Before he could react.

"Someone died again." A nun in a black latex suit and high heels walked up to him.

"Little guy, do you want to go to hell, or do you want to continue living?"

"..."

The little beggar looked up and saw a woman with a cold and charming temperament in front of him. She had a tall figure that made people look up to her, and she held a black sickle in one hand.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look at such a beauty for too long. That was not something a beggar like him could stare at, otherwise he would easily be beaten by the guards.

"If I could, I would still like to live."

"Really?" Sharon responded calmly, then turned and disappeared on the spot. She was rushing to the Dragon Empire, looking for a man who might know the truth and whom she wanted to meet, the hero Akhtar who was now praised by the wandering poets.

And seven or eight hours after she left.

"Boom!" The Enya Royal City was engulfed in flames. The flames shot straight into the sky and turned into a mushroom cloud. The spreading heat melted the snow.

In the flickering firelight, Coyle walked out, followed by a petite girl with short purple hair and tattoos on her arms.

She looked around and said in astonishment:
"Hey, aren't you being too violent? We are here to rule this country, not to destroy it."

"I have controlled the force. They can't die." Coyle replied calmly, "And this will make it easier to expose the strong ones at once."

The girl with short purple hair had a speechless expression. She wondered if this guy's train of thought was abnormal. However, thinking of Coyle's strength, she was too lazy to argue with him. All she had to do was conquer this country.

And as expected.

"Who is it!" A strong storm suddenly swept through the Enya Royal City, blowing away the burning flames. A woman with long green hair and wearing a nun's uniform stood barefoot in the air, looking around vigilantly until her eyes locked on Coyle.

Both sides looked at each other.

Subsequently.

"Whoosh!" The storm rose and turned into a tornado that swept towards Coyle.

"Let me do it!" The girl with short purple hair rushed out at a faster speed and collapsed the moment the strong wind was about to approach.

She ejaculated extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye she was in front of the nun with long green hair. She stretched out her white palm and grabbed the green-haired nun's cheek.

A nasty smile appeared.

"This is what wind is." As soon as the words were spoken, a terrifying storm broke out, tearing the nun into blood foam, and then disappeared into the horizon with the strong wind.

Meanwhile, in all directions of Enya's royal city, followers of death began to invade. They did not carry out large-scale sacrifices, but simply captured followers of the Storm God, forcibly arrested all civilians, and launched a missionary campaign of coercion and inducement.

(End of this chapter)