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Chapter 156: Beauty Bribery
"Partner, you're here." Ximu turned his head and looked at the little mare walking towards him. He subconsciously reached out to touch her neck, but when he realized that his palm was covered with dragon blood, he pulled it back.

"Evelyn, is she okay?"

"..." The little mare didn't say anything, but nodded slightly. She had already sent the white-haired loli to the White Dragon King, so there was naturally no need to worry about the white-haired loli's safety.

In response, Ximu smiled gently: "It seems that there is not much meaning in staying in the Dragon Empire, otherwise..."

"Can you not be so anxious to leave?" A light laugh was heard, and the White Dragon King walked over slowly, followed by a white-haired loli.

Ximu looked sideways and said:
"I've killed so many dragons. If I continue to stay in the Dragon Empire, my situation will be dangerous."

"Who made you a wanted criminal of the Dragon Empire?" The White Dragon King grinned. His body suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Akhtar. Then he caught Akhtar's move to break the bracelet on his wrist.

"Don't call me teacher whenever you disagree with something. That's a bit immature."

"Now I am facing the strongest Dragon King." Ximu said, "But I feel quite insecure."

The White Dragon King beside him is the companion of the Sun God. Not only does he have the ability to spit out the sun, he also has the ability to turn himself into light. His speed absolutely crushes that of the Thunder Dragon King. Except for the defect that he can only launch an attack a moment after the light is turned off, it is basically an almost unsolvable panel.

Not only does it have the dragon's breath that can spit out the sun, it also has a speed that is hard for people to react to. It can be said that all the panel attributes are maxed out.

Ordinary demons cannot be the enemy of the White Dragon King.

This is because the White Dragon King himself is extremely powerful, and also because the White Dragon King’s partner god is extremely powerful.

"I don't sense that you are nervous." The White Dragon King pulled his hand back, not caring about Akhtar's joke. "If you have nothing to do, don't summon your teacher so often, otherwise her identity will be exposed."

"Are you not going to tell anyone about the information about the teacher?" Ximu asked, and White Dragon King nodded upon hearing this, and said casually:

"I have no plans to tell anyone yet." He did not intend to reveal the information about the Witch of Fate, as that would offend the Witch of Death's camp and cause great trouble to the Dragon Empire. Of course, this did not mean that he was afraid of the Witch of Death.

However, he is very wary of the Witch of Death. After all, the God of Omniscience has suddenly disappeared, and no one knows what caused it. They only know that it is related to the Witch of Death.

This is also the reason why he doesn't want to offend the Witch of Death casually.

"That's great." Ximu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the White Dragon King. "If you tell anyone, we will be in trouble."

"Hahaha... We would be in trouble if we were harassed by the Cult of Death," the White Dragon King laughed, then pointed at the giant dragon guards coming from afar, "We've been fighting for so long, do you want to take a rest?"

"Forget it. I don't have much time to stay here now." Ximu rejected the invitation from the White Dragon King. If he accepted the invitation from the White Dragon King and went to Dragon King City, there would be a lot of trouble. During the period, the White Dragon King would also conduct some very time-wasting tests on him. Although he could kill a lot of dragons during this time, he was too lazy to waste time triggering the dialogue and obtaining the quest branch.

In response, the White Dragon King touched his chin and said, “What a pity, I still want to talk about your marriage with Evelin.”

"According to the life span of a dragon, I am still a baby, right?" Ximu waved his hand. "If I marry Evelin, then wouldn't that be against the law for Evelin?"

The atmosphere became stagnant.

The White Dragon King was stunned when he heard this, and the white-haired Lolita next to him was so angry that her cheeks flushed. She wanted to punch Akhtar. He had been touching her before and didn't think it was illegal, but now he started to think it was illegal.

"Just kidding, it's just that the Cult of Death is in trouble." Ximu smiled and explained to the White Dragon King, "I need to go and preside over it."

"No wonder my daughter said you are a conspirator who intends to subvert the world." White Dragon King shook his head and raised his hand to press his daughter's head. "Since you have things to deal with, I won't keep you here."

Ximu nodded slightly, and black flames ignited on his body, burning the blood into ashes, and then he jumped on the horse.

"Oh, there's one more thing I want to tell you." He seemed to remember something and smiled at the white-haired Lolita, "Regarding bringing your soul back from hell, I will definitely do it. By then, you will owe me a life."

"Then how do you want me to repay you?" The white-haired loli pursed her lips, her delicate face revealing a little reluctance. Even though this man was a big conspirator who intended to subvert the world, it was naturally a good thing to be able to leave.

But she didn't feel happy about it in her heart.

"Since you owe me a life, you naturally have to return it to me." Ximu smiled, glanced at the white-haired loli's belly, and then rode away quickly on the mare.

The white-haired loli lowered her head when she heard that, and glanced at her belly. Her intelligent brain froze for a short time.

"Asshole, how can you save your life like this!" Her delicate face flushed, she stomped her feet, and her voice gradually became softer.

Then she touched her lower abdomen with her little hand.

"Theoretically, I have saved a life." White Dragon King touched his chin and analyzed seriously, and then his angry daughter hit him on the thigh with her fist.

As he looked at his angry and ashamed daughter, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

……

...

Fafnir City.

City Lord's Mansion.

Ximu got off the horse, then touched the mare's neck and planned to go in to find Fafnir. However, when he was about to go in, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. She was wearing a black latex suit, holding a black sickle, and her pretty face was cold and unapproachable, making people feel extremely difficult to approach.

But when she saw Akhtar, she smiled gently.

"Sir Akhtar, long time no see." Sharon walked out of the city lord's mansion, and her high heels collided with the stone slabs on the ground, making a crisp sound.

She came close to Akhtar, their faces were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

"Sharon, why are you here?" Ximu looked surprised, and Sharon smiled when she heard it, turned around and took Akhtar into the City Lord's Mansion, and explained to Akhtar why she was in the City Lord's Mansion.

After arriving in the Dragon Empire, she specifically investigated Akhtar's whereabouts, but found that he could not be found at all.

So, she talked with the mayor of Fafnir and learned that Akhtar might return to Fafnir again, so she stayed in Fafnir temporarily until she met the returning Akhtar.

after a while.

"Lord Akhtar, you are here." Fafnir came out respectfully to greet him, and took Akhtar and Sharon into the living room. He pointed at the sumptuous dishes on the table and said with a smile:
"I guess you're hungry too, why don't you eat and chat at the same time?"

"You are well prepared?" Ximu smiled and invited Sharon to sit down and have a sumptuous lunch with Fafnir.

Subsequently.

"Akhtar, I'm here to ask you something." Sharon stated the purpose of her visit, and her black pearl-like eyes reflected Akhtar's face.

“About the crisis of overlapping life and death.”

"It was caused by the cooperation between the Witch of Death and an unknown entity." Ximu began to explain the information before Sharon finished speaking, "This overlap of life and death is to force the goddess of death to come, so that the Witch of Death will have a chance to unlock her body."

Sharon was silent for a moment, then said, "I have also guessed the information. What I want to know is how to resolve this crisis."

"..." Ximu didn't say anything. He lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand. He drank a sip of wine silently and asked:
"Why do you think I know how to resolve this crisis?"

"Because you have a high position in the Order of Death." Sharon replied, "You are the one most favored by the Witch of Death."

"The solution is very simple." Ximu answered, "Kill the Witch of Death. If that doesn't work, let the Goddess of Death descend."

"What if you can't do both?" Sharon asked, causing Ximu to fall silent. He took the wine jug from the table and poured a glass of wine, then thought carefully:
"Find the guy who cooperates with the Witch of Death. As long as we kill that unknown guy, we can also solve the crisis of overlapping life and death."

Sharon lowered her eyes and asked, "Who is that unknown guy?"

"I don't know about that." Ximu smiled, picked up the wine glass and clinked it lightly with Sharon's, "But I can help you." Sharon looked puzzled.

"I can help you join the Cult of Death, so that you have the opportunity to face the Witch of Death directly." Ximu smiled. "You can choose whether to pretend to surrender or to persuade the Witch of Death to give up the crisis of overlapping life and death."

At this point, he smiled again.

"Of course, you can also choose to completely surrender to the Witch of Death."

"..." Fafnir, who was listening, curled his lips. He didn't quite understand what Akhtar did. Letting a follower of the goddess of death get close to the witch of death, then wouldn't the goddess of death have the opportunity to see the witch of death through the follower?

This would leak a lot of important information, which is really unwise.

"Is it okay?" Sharon asked, and then saw Akhtar nodded slightly, and then warned her again.

"If you get close to the Witch of Death, you might die."

"...It's okay." Sharon was silent for a moment, and gave a firm answer. She couldn't ignore the crisis of life and death. No matter how slim the probability was, she had to give it a try.

"Then let's go." Ximu stood up with the help of the table and asked Fafnir, "Where is the Cult of Death now?"

"The Kingdom of Art." Fafnir answered immediately. As a high-ranking member of the Order of Death, he was very familiar with its movements. If the Order of Death had not taken action against the Dragon Empire, he would now be a traitor to the Dragon and the first to surrender to the Dragon Empire.

"That's really a tricky country." Ximu said, and then left with Sharon.

……

...

The country of art.

No... to be more precise, it is a city of art composed of multiple churches. There is no king in the country of art, only a group of believers who pursue art.

music.

dance.

Recite poetry.

Compose.

story.

dessert.

All things that are considered art are gathered in the country of art, forming an unprecedented artistic and cultural atmosphere.

The most magnificent opera house, delicious dessert shops, beautiful statues everywhere, and so much more.

Making the country of art a famous tourist city is at the top of many people’s must-do list.

"arrive."

The horses stopped, and Ximu and Sharon dismounted. They were now standing in front of an ancient castle covered with vines, with several members of the Order of Death stationed at the door.

"Lord Akhtar, are you here to supervise the battle?" A red-haired woman with patterns on her arms ran over and smiled respectfully at Akhtar.

In response, Ximu shook his head:
"No, I'm here to see the Witch of Death."

"The Lady Deadly Witch is not here." The red-haired woman explained respectfully, and then looked at Sharon with a vigilant look. She realized Sharon's identity, but because Sharon was standing next to Akhtar, she did not directly call on Storm to kill her.

Ximu shook his head, looked at Sharon beside him, and said:
"Sharon has come to seek refuge with the Lady Witch of Death. You take her downstairs to rest. I will go to see the Lady Witch of Death." After saying this, he put the mare into the scroll ring and walked into the castle, leaving the bewildered red-haired woman and the cold Sharon behind.

The atmosphere fell silent.

"Come with me, spy." The red-haired woman said coldly, flicked her red hair, turned around and walked into the castle with Sharon.

Before entering the castle, Sharon glanced at the barrier at the end of the horizon. That was where the Kingdom of Art was located, and it seemed that it had not yet been conquered by the Cult of Death.

at the same time.

on the other side.

The curtains opened, and a man in a suit turned around, rubbing his hands, looking at the cold Akhtar with a respectful smile, and said:

"Lord Akhtar, I didn't expect you to come here in person."

"I heard that you can't conquer the country of art?" Ximu asked coldly, causing the man in the suit to freeze, and then he smiled.

“It just takes a while.”

He snapped his fingers, and the ceiling suddenly opened, revealing a brown-haired girl bound by chains. Her mouth was gagged with tape, and her beautiful eyes were wide open as she stared at Akhtar and the man in the suit, although it was unclear what they were saying.

But it was probably cursing.

"We even captured the Saint of the God of Dance." The man in the suit came up to the Saint of Dance and explained to Akhtar:

"She is a prisoner captured by Kashut himself. No one has ever touched her. Lord Akhtar, if you are interested, you can take her away."

"..."

Ximu turned his head to look at the Dancing Saint and smiled with interest, and the man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Akhtar was here to blame him for the unfavorable battle situation.

So they offered the accidentally captured dancing saint to prove that the Cult of the Dead was not without progress. Moreover, the dancing saint's figure and appearance were undoubtedly beautiful, which should make Akhtar change...

"Puchi." The Great Sword of Death pierced through. Ximu suppressed the smile on his face and pulled out the sword that pierced through the chest of the Dancing Saint. "It seems that the battle situation is indeed unfavorable, otherwise you wouldn't have to use the Dancing Saint to seduce me."

He turned his head and looked coldly at the man in the suit.

"Don't use these meaningless means. We are the Cult of Death. We want to seize the initiative in this world, not rely on small tricks to deceive our own people."

"Ah... I understand." The man in the suit shuddered. Looking at Akhtar with blood on his cheek and cold eyes, he inexplicably felt a sense of fear. His perception of Akhtar had undergone a subversive change.

"We will definitely do our best to conquer the Kingdom of Art!"

"Forget it this time." Ximu withdrew his gaze coldly, turned around and left the room. With the sound of the door closing, the man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. He realized one thing: this hero favored by the Witch of Death might be more cruel and ruthless than he imagined.

He looked up at the graceful body of the Dancing Saint, only to see that her chest was pierced, and a black flame of death was spreading, gradually burning her body.

"What a pity, such a good bargaining chip."

He only felt regret for the death of the Dancing Saint. He could not use the Dancing Saint to force the Kingdom of Art to make concessions, and he did not feel any regret for the passing of the beauty.

Just as Akhtar said, seizing dominance over this world is what they, as followers of the Witch of Death, should do.

As for the rest, you can ignore it.

(End of this chapter)