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Chapter 172 The Goddess of Death Arrives
"..." The Pope of Fate was slightly stunned, and then he returned to his usual kind smile and comforted the nervous Suna, "Don't worry, talk slowly."

"Pope Grandma, you don't seem surprised?" Suna reacted and looked at the Pope of Fate who kept a kind smile. She told her such important news, but the Pope of Fate did not seem surprised or fluctuated, as if she had already guessed that a huge crisis would occur in the future.

Pope Fate did not answer immediately. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea, then explained:
"According to the information conveyed by Akhtar, the Witch of Death may use half of the world's souls to attack Hell. I have already thought of this...possibility."

Her wrinkled face showed a hint of sadness.

"In order to gather more than half of the world's souls, the forces represented by the Witch of Death will immediately launch a large-scale purge of the world as soon as they fall into a certain degree of disadvantage, so as to gather enough souls to impact Hell."

"As soon as the Order of Death falls into a disadvantage, will it immediately launch a purge of the entire world?" Suna slammed the table with both hands, causing the water in the teacup on the table to spill out. She finally realized the true horror of this incident.

"Then isn't this war the fuse for the destruction of the world?!"

"It is possible." The Pope of Fate replied with a smile. As the current Pope of Fate, she had already anticipated the worst outcome before the war started, and Suna's return from the dead also indirectly confirmed her idea.

If the Cult of Death falls into a disadvantage, it will immediately plunge this world into the abyss of war, indiscriminately destroying all life it sees, thereby accumulating enough souls to launch an attack on Hell.

"Suna, how will the world be destroyed in the future?" She asked the anxious Suna with the calmness and stability of an elder.

Suna was silent after hearing this, and then talked about the intelligence she had obtained, from the ancient bombs that indiscriminately bombed the world, to the volcanic clusters created by the mass sacrifices of the Dusk believers, and the battles between witches and gods.

Although the description is brief, it is an unimaginable natural disaster from an ordinary person's perspective.

"Really? It's really a dangerous situation." The Pope of Fate nodded with a smile, and didn't seem worried about the future that Suna described.

She pointed to the letter on the table.

"Suna, go and give the letter to Akhtar."

"..." Suna picked up the letter, hesitated for a moment, and asked the Pope of Destiny, "Pope Mother-in-law, can I tell Akhtar about the future?"

"Hehehe~ You can decide for yourself." The Pope of Fate smiled kindly and raised his hand to touch Suna's head. "Now you are the Saint of Fate. You must have your own ideas and judgments, otherwise you will become a puppet of fate."

"Character is part of destiny, right?" Suna expressed the common sense of a believer in destiny. Different people have different orientations towards destiny, which depends not only on their abilities but also on their own character. Therefore, becoming a person with independent ideas and someone who knows clearly what they want is crucial to mastering their own destiny.

"Go find a way to prevent this world from being destroyed, Suna." The Pope of Fate said softly, and Suna was silent for a moment, picked up the letter on the table, turned decisively and left the carriage, and rushed to Hierapolis with several knight guards.

Shortly after Suna left.

The Pope of Fate sighed softly, and a look of worry appeared on her wrinkled face. As a human being, she did not want any living creature in this world to die for no reason because of the war between witches and gods.

She stood up by supporting herself on the table, her figure disappeared from the spot, and began to contact the leaders of various churches, explaining the seriousness of the situation in the form of a prophecy.

The large army, which was originally galloping, immediately slowed down. They no longer had the previous momentum of wanting to wipe out all the cultists immediately. Instead, they began to find all kinds of reasons to delay the army's advance.

By the way, various churches also began to find ways to verify the predictions of the Pope of Destiny.

Before long, the accuracy of the prophecy was verified. They did find the buried ancient bomb, and they did discover that the Dusk believers were gathering their followers, preparing to launch a large-scale sacrificial ceremony to create a volcano large enough to submerge the world.

If they launch an all-out war against the Cult of Death, it is indeed possible that this world will be destroyed... no, to be more precise, it will lead to their destruction.

In fact, nothing will happen to this world itself. The gods in the sky will still exist, but the creatures on the earth will disappear, and the goddess of life will need to recreate life.

……

...

Hierapolis border.

In front of the towering city wall.

Ximu rode on his eight-legged horse and said to Suna in front of the city gate: "Suna, you shouldn't have come to see me."

"Because I have to come to see you." Suna ignored the death believer's wary eyes, came to Akhtar's side, and stretched out her slender white hand, "This is not a good place to talk."

Ximu showed a surprised expression, as if he had guessed something. He reached out and grabbed Suna's hand, pulled her into his arms, and then rode the mare into the city gate.

"Tsk, what a disgusting woman."

On the city wall, Shark Girl Kashutu was carrying a serrated broadsword and sitting on the edge of the wall, her perky little buttocks flattened by the pressure.

Her delicate face was full of displeasure.

"If you want to start a war, then play psychological warfare. Next, should we call Akhtar's lover, teacher, and friends to persuade him?"

"Maybe Akhtar has already betrayed us." A light laugh was heard, and Shark Girl Kashuti turned her head and looked at the man who suddenly appeared beside her. He was a bald man wearing a white robe, his eyes closed, and his smile was very gentle.

"Don't talk to me by yourself, Twilight Believer." Shark girl Kashute said with an unhappy look on her face. She did not have a good face towards the man who appeared next to her. Although this guy looked like a good person, he was actually a perverted guy who liked to abuse little boys with all kinds of disgusting means.

"Please call me Madan." The man in the white robe smiled, raised his hand to his chest and saluted. Amid the unhappy expression of the shark girl Kashute, he explained why Akhtar might have betrayed her.

"Akhtar has a strong belief in the Goddess of Life. Even after receiving the favor from the Witch of Death, he did not give up his belief in the Goddess of Life. In addition, the information about the Witch of Death's plan to sacrifice half of the world's lives was leaked some time ago. Don't you have any doubts?"

"What do you care!" Shark Girl Kashute swung her knife suddenly, and the serrated knife passed over Madean's neck. "If you continue to provoke me, I will kill you with one blow."

"Yes, yes, yes, is it okay if I don't say it?" Madean raised his hands, stepped back step by step, and disappeared into the sunlight.

Shark Girl was unhappy with this and clicked her tongue. She did not think that it was Akhtar who leaked the Death Cult's plan to sacrifice half of the world's souls.

After all, the Cult of Death did not have such a cruel plan, and she even asked the Witch of Death herself.

I don’t know who slandered the Witch of Death.

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...

Old castle.

"..." Ximu pulled the curtains, clapped his hands hard, then opened his hands and turned around. The golden light spread from the soles of his feet, covering every corner of the room and blocking out the prying eyes of the outside world.

Omniscient prayer.

This is the prayer power he indirectly obtained from hanging upside down under the Tree of Omniscience for seven days. It is a prayer that relies on the Tree of Omniscience as the core to influence the world and can be used within the range of the Tree of Omniscience.

"Did something happen in the future?" Ximu turned around and looked at Su Na, who was sitting on the sofa with her knees together, and asked, "Or are you planning to persuade me to surrender?"

Suna was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Neither."

"That means something serious is going to happen in the future, right?" Ximu came and sat down opposite Suna.

"The world is destroyed." Suna said in a heavy voice, but Akhtar looked surprised.

"Did the Witch of Death successfully unseal it?" Ximu stroked his chin and analyzed calmly, "Since the world is destroyed, then the gods must have been killed too, right?"

"The gods are fine." Suna showed a speechless expression and explained with her hand covering her forehead, "But all the life created by the goddess of life has become extinct."

"That's really serious." Ximu frowned slightly, "What exactly happened in the future?"

"Because of this war." Suna began to explain in detail, telling all the information she knew. Ximu nodded and asked for details.

In fact, the information about the future that Suna knew was just instilled into her by him using the words of the puppet girl. Although the war in the future would be extremely brutal and cause the deaths of countless people, it would not reach the point of extinction of life in this world.

After all, the Witch of Death had no intention of sacrificing the souls of more than half of the world's living beings, nor did she intend to affect too many innocent people.

However, this did not prevent him from instilling false information into Suna. As long as Suna opened the window and saw a doomsday-like scene, it would be enough to cause Suna to misunderstand, and then bring this misunderstanding to the church coalition and the gods. Combined with what he had said before that the Witch of Death would sacrifice more than half of the lives in the world, the church coalition's offensive plan could be changed, thus leading the situation to the degree he wanted.

"This is truly an unexpected future." Ximu covered his forehead and pretended to think for a moment, "If we want to avoid such a future, perhaps the only way is for the goddess of death to descend."

"The coming of the goddess of death means the gates of hell have opened, doesn't it?" Suna looked embarrassed, but saw Akhtar shaking his head.

"The enemy of the Witch of Death is the gods, and has nothing to do with us." Ximu smiled, "Instead, only in this way can the world be safe."

He stood up on his knees.

"The Witch of Death wants to see me for something. Suna, please wait for me here for a moment. I will also persuade the Witch of Death not to be so extreme."

"I hope your persuasion works." Suna smiled without hope, watching Akhtar leave, then leaned back on the sofa and began to think about how to avoid a complete outbreak of the conflict between the gods and the witches.

at the same time.

The country of joy.

"What?" The God of War frowned, looked at Babylon who was kneeling on one knee opposite him, and said:
"Don't want to clash with the Witch of Death?"

he questioned.

"Are you awake?"

"Is this the oracle conveyed by the goddess?" Babylon lowered his head. "If we force a conflict with the Witch of Death, not only will the Goddess of Life need to recreate life, but the Witch of Death will also be freed from her seal."

"Is the Witch of Death such an extreme woman?" The God of War fell into deep thought. "In order to unlock the seal, she actually planned to indiscriminately destroy all life."

He scratched his head.

"She was a good woman before, but now she's so crazy?"

Originally he couldn't wait to fight the Witch of Death, but now that he found the Witch of Death so crazy, he began to think about whether to take action. What if the Witch of Death was provoked to overturn the table and start indiscriminate massacre without any regard for others? Then his War Church would also be affected, and the Witch of Death's body would break the seal.

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Two days later.

On the vast snowfield, an eagle with spread wings flew across the sky, its sharp eyes locked below, searching for prey to hunt. However, what was reflected in his eyes were not delicious hares and foxes.

Instead, they were two armies confronting each other, and it seemed that a fierce battle would break out in the next second. However, it was nothing strange to the eagle. The two armies on the snow-capped mountains had never started a war, but were just starving and freezing in the wind and snow.

Lu Wei exhaled a puff of white mist, looked at the negotiator representing the church coalition and said, "Unless the monster witch is resurrected, we will not retreat."

"Ms. Lu Wei, we just don't want to lose our troops." The negotiator said seriously, "If you don't withdraw your troops, we will consider destroying you and the monsters together."

"Then let's start the war." Lu Wei said succinctly, "This is just bringing forward the future war for world dominance."

Negotiator: “…”

If the higher-ups were willing to go to war, why would they let him come to negotiate? It's because the cost of going to war is too high. Although he doesn't think the cost of going to war is very high, the higher-ups are too cowardly, so there is nothing he can do.

It was clear that the church coalition had an overwhelming advantage.

And right now.

"Om-!"

The air trembled, and a dangerous aura suddenly spread. In the direction of Hierapolis, a monster that had never been seen before suddenly stood up. It had the heads of hundreds of monsters, and the limbs of hundreds of monsters on its body, as if countless monsters were mixed together, emitting a chaotic and dangerous aura, making people feel trembling all over, as if they were facing an absolutely superior predator.

The head passed through the clouds and the feet stepped on the mountains, and the subtle sound was like low thunder.

A monster among monsters.

Typhon.

"Well, I changed my mind." Seeing this, Lu Wei curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile. She suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed the judge beside her, and a black flame ignited in her palm, directly burning him into ashes.

"Kill them all." She gave the order and disappeared into the army.

The resurrected monster Typhon also turned his attention to the church coalition, with a cold and bestial look and a hungry greed, obviously wanting to eat.

She stretched out her big hand towards the church coalition forces, and it was as if the pillar of heaven was retreating, and a huge shadow covered the sky above the church coalition forces.

With such an exaggerated size, even Jörmungandr, which was once known as the largest in the world, is far inferior to it.

Relying solely on his size, he could wipe out an entire country with a wave of his hand.

"The monster witch is resurrected after all." The White Dragon King sighed, raised his hand and pressed the head of the white-haired loli beside him, and his eyes became solemn.

But soon he relaxed again.

The huge hand that was stretched out towards the church coalition was suddenly cut off, gushing out a large amount of blood, and fell to the ground world.

The source of the slash was the black gap in the sky. The deep darkness seemed to come from hell. No... it came from hell.

"Why does it seem like I'm wrong?" A questioning voice came from the darkness, and a beautiful and tall female figure could be vaguely seen walking out.

She asked everyone coldly.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Very satisfied.

Ximu grinned, looked at the figure of the goddess of death that appeared in the black gap, and said:
"Lady Witch of Death, you should be able to open the gate of hell, right?"

"Hmm." The Witch of Death looked deeply at Akhtar. This man's ability was truly outstanding. He was able to force out the Goddess of Death without using any weapons. Even she couldn't do that.

But this is not the time to praise Akhtar.

What is more important now is to resist the wrath of the goddess of death, otherwise everyone present will... die.

"Leave it to me, and remember to quickly unlock the seal on your body." A chuckle came from the side, and I saw the lie... no, now she should be called the imaginary witch.

She passed the Witch of Death and walked towards the black gap in the sky, obviously intending to hold the goddess of death back.

(End of this chapter)