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Chapter 176 Killing Siegfried with His Own Hands
"Siegfried, why are you here?" Ximu took a step forward, his feet stepping on the gravel on the ground, his voice revealing dryness.

He no longer has the original high spirits and the composure that seems to be able to face any difficulties, even though Akhtar is the most brilliant man of this era.

But this is also natural. Even if Akhtar can face gods and life and death calmly, when the sword needs to face the important people around him, it will become weak.

The God of Hell sat in the VIP seat, supporting his cheek with one hand, watching this scene with great interest. He didn't care much about whether Akhtar could win or not. He couldn't bear to see the hero caught in a dilemma. This was more satisfying than watching a duel a thousand or ten thousand times, and it made him feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Should you choose to kill your guide and mentor, and bring out the soul of your lover, or choose to kill your guide and bring out the soul of your lover.

No matter what choice you make, it will be an extremely painful thing.

"You are such a bad guy." A sneering female voice came from the side. The God of Hell turned his head and saw a delicate boy with red curly hair, wearing shorts and a jacket, looking at him with contempt.

Olephone, the god who controls dreams.

"If it's so easy to take souls out of hell, then wouldn't the rules of hell become useless?" The God of Hell ignored his colleagues' ridicule and looked at the two people facing each other in the duel arena. "The genius who can remain arrogant even in front of gods and thinks that all difficulties can be overcome is now unable to remain calm and strong."

"Once he completes the ritual and becomes a demon, the first thing he'll want to do is probably kill you." Dream God made such an assertion. As a god serving in Hell, he could naturally see at a glance that Akhtar had the potential to become a demon.

With the talent and ability that Akhtar has shown now, as long as he can successfully become a demon, he will be able to grow rapidly and will not be inferior to any demon in history. He may even be able to surpass the demon from outside the world who is known as the strongest.

"No demon can kill me." The God of Hell asserted this. He had already reached the realm of omnipotence, and was blessed by the environment in hell. Even if the Witch of Death came in person, she would not be able to kill him.

"And Akhtar also needs to live to grow into the realm of omnipotence, and now he doesn't have that time."

"..." The God of Dreams glanced at his confident colleague beside him, and then glanced at the worried-looking Saint of Fate beside him. From her eyes reflecting the duel arena, one could see deep worry.

If anything happened to Akhtar, he would have committed suicide without hesitation.

And right now.

In the duel arena.

"The God of Hell has given me an offer I cannot refuse." Siegfried told Akhtar the reason for his participation in the duel, "As long as I defeat you, you will allow me to return to the human world for sixty years."

Ximu said in a low voice: "Is it for Yaslaqi?"

"The world above is becoming more and more chaotic. As a father, I am very worried." Siegfried flexed his wrists, smiling as generously as ever. He really wanted to return to the world to see his daughter, but he did not want to become an enemy of Akhtar. There was another important reason why he joined the duel.

In order to protect Akhtar and keep him alive, as long as he can defeat Akhtar in advance, he will not have to face the subsequent rounds of battles with strong opponents.

The strong men selected to participate in the trial of the twelve levels of hell are the most brilliant and talented people in history.

There are also beings here who can fight the witch head-on and remain alive.

With Akhtar's current strength, it is impossible for him to cross the trial of the twelfth level of hell, unless Akhtar can be promoted to a demon at this moment.

"It's impossible for you to defeat me now." Ximu shook his head and said, "If you want to see Yaslaqi, I will find a way later..."

"Being rational and being irrational are two different states." Siegfried waved his hand calmly, "If you still want to rely on the Greatsword of Death to weaken my state, it won't be that easy."

He retained the memory of being killed by Akhtar and knew clearly how Akhtar killed him. From beginning to end, Akhtar did not fight him head-on, but used the sustainability of the Greatsword of Death to weaken him, and finally used the artifact Sword of Light to deliver a fatal blow.

Now he still has a clear mind and will not give Akhtar the chance to weaken him with the Greatsword of Death, and he will also be on guard against the sudden attack of the Sword of Light.

So he didn't think he would lose.

Although Akhtar has grown up now, he should still be stuck at the peak of human nature, and at most he is at the same level as him.

Ximu said nothing, turned around and was about to leave the duel arena, but found that his way back was blocked by a group of people.

"Since you are not participating in the trial, it is time to settle our personal grudges." Hercules stood at the front, looking at the man who had killed him, and flexed his wrist. "Akhtar, I didn't expect that we would meet again."

"..." Ximu ignored Hercules and looked at the mature woman in a magic robe floating in the air.

The former Queen of the Magic Kingdom.

"Traitor," the Magic Queen said calmly. She exchanged glances with Akhtar, then lowered her head and stroked Man Yue in her arms. She was also an enemy of Akhtar, but she did not have a strong hatred for him.

But for her children.

"You have very legitimate reasons for revenge." Ximu admitted frankly, not taking the Magic Queen's appearance seriously.

"I didn't accept the invitation from the God of Hell for revenge." Thor walked out of the crowd and approached Akhtar to ask, "You should be stronger now, right?"

The reason he accepted the invitation was not for revenge, but purely because he wanted to have a fair fight with Akhtar and fight at their peak.

In his present life, he was poisoned by disorder and had no way to exert his peak strength. Now he has the opportunity to fight against Akhtar.

Then he just doesn't want to miss it.

"I thought I would never have a chance for revenge." The Blood Pope came out and looked at Akhtar, who had now become a truly powerful man, and said calmly:

"Don't die before I complete my revenge."

"I heard that you are the most amazing genius of this era?" A girl wearing clown makeup and holding a card walked out and asked Akhtar, "I wonder if you can become a demon."

"Sir Akhtar, I didn't expect that we would meet in hell." The Ghost Queen came out and gave Akhtar an embarrassed smile, "If there is a chance to fight, I will definitely admit defeat."

She felt the presence of the Witch of Creation in Hell, and her strength, which had been weakened to almost nothing, was now recovering rapidly.

Now he accepted the invitation to fight Akhtar purely to admit defeat, so that Akhtar would not be burdened with too much fighting pressure and could successfully complete the Twelve Trials of Hell.

As for dying again, she doesn't care much.

"There are really a lot of acquaintances here." Ximu observed everyone present one by one and knew that he had to continue this duel.

Otherwise, they will inevitably face a siege.

"This is intentional!" Suna in the audience witnessed this scene and pursed her red lips, "There is no possibility of winning at all."

She had already begun to consider whether to return to death, otherwise she would have to witness Akhtar being killed with her own eyes. And it seemed as if she had expected it.

"Don't think about committing suicide." The God of Hell raised his hand and pressed it on Suna's head, saying with a smile, "My memory will not be affected by time reversal, so your little tricks won't work."

Su Na: "..."

"The three goddesses of fate occasionally choose saints who have the ability to interfere with time. This is not the first time." The God of Hell explained casually, "Little guy, you are not a unique and special person. You just happened to be chosen by the three goddesses of fate and thus have the authority to interfere with the past."

Time travel is not allowed in this world. This is an iron rule set by the omniscient God, and no being can violate it.

But the three goddesses of fate are exceptions. They respectively hold the power over the past, present and future, and are granted privileges by the omniscient god.

And this privilege can be delegated to believers through the three goddesses of fate.

"Really?" Suna was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and shouted in the direction of Akhtar, "Akhtar, don't worry about so many unimportant things, just fight with all your strength!"

She met Akhtar's surprised gaze, gently raised her fist, and smiled brightly.

"Just let me handle the rest."

God of Hell: “…”

Can this Saint of Fate be used to use the important ability to reverse time on a man, especially a man who associates with the Witch of Death?

In the past, the Saint of Fate had to deal with major crises, such as having to deal with difficult demons or witches with strange abilities.

And this time, the Saint of Destiny provides a guarantee for men.

"Since that's what you said." Ximu smiled with relief, turned around and walked towards Siegfried. Their lines of sight overlapped, and they moved their bodies, constantly closing the distance between them.

"You really have no shortage of good women around you." Siegfried sighed, and red dragon scales appeared on his body, transforming him into a human-shaped red dragon. Red flames appeared on his body, and the ability from "enhancement" was fully activated.

"But women, there is no way you can influence the outcome of a battle!" Flames flowed from between his teeth, and he exhaled scorching dragon breath without hesitation.

The flames engulfed the duel arena at this moment.

Subsequently.

"Puchi!" The sword of death pierced through his chest. Siegfried lowered his head and looked at Akhtar who was rushing towards him with dragon breath. Such a counterintuitive scene surprised him. Even if Akhtar had reached the peak of human beings now, he should not be able to forcibly resist the dragon breath rushing towards him.

"There is a huge gap in our equipment." Ximu explained, then drew out the Greatsword of Death and took a few steps back.

Siegfried was stunned for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the silver armor Akhtar was wearing. It was clear that the armor only had some anti-dragon properties before, but now it has become a divine-level defense.

No wonder Akhtar could rush to him with dragon breath.

"Even if you can't win, you should at least fight back a few moves." He couldn't help but complain, and then his body fell on the hot sand and turned into a blue light and disappeared on the spot.

Ximu was silent for a moment, then said, "I didn't expect that I could kill you with just one sword."

Now he is basically a bucket. Not only has his defense reached the level of a divine weapon, but his weapon is the Greatsword of Death enchanted by the Witch of Death herself. He also has the favor of both the Witch of Death and the Goddess of Life.

It was too easy to deal with Siegfried who was unarmed and had no powerful favors.

The two sides are not on the same level at all.

"Who's next?" Ximu asked calmly, shaking the sword of death, but no one immediately stood up to answer.

Now they are all trying to judge Akhtar’s strength, and they also want someone to test Akhtar’s background.

Otherwise it would be too easy to fail.

"Protest!" The girl with clown makeup came out and raised her hand to complain to the God of Hell, "Akhtar is wearing a divine outfit. Isn't this too unfair?"

When they die and go to hell, the equipment they had in life is naturally no longer usable, and they can only fight by relying on the unique abilities of their souls.

On the other hand, Akhtar was wearing a divine outfit.

"Wait, he actually summoned a mount!" The clown girl turned her head to look at Akhtar, stamped her feet and said:

"Is this a fair duel?"

"You can also summon a mount." Ximu raised his hand and touched the little mare's neck, his voice unusually calm, "Besides, with so many of you fighting me in turns, it's normal for me to have some equipment and a mount, isn't it?"

The God of Hell thought for a moment, then slammed his palm and said, "You have fought Akhtar so many times, so it is normal for Akhtar to wear some weapons."

"What about the sword of death he holds?" The clown girl pointed at the sword in Akhtar's hand, "Can a weapon blessed by the witch be used openly in a duel?"

"How about Akhtar, how about another weapon?" asked the God of Hell, and Akhtar took out the Sword of Light.

The atmosphere fell silent.

The clown girl looked at Akhtar holding the Sword of Light in one hand and the Greatsword of Death in the other, and realized that the other party... was ridiculously rich. She didn't even have a magic weapon when she was alive, but this man not only had the magic weapon he was wearing.

He also dual-wields two artifact-level weapons.

"If you are really scared, I can choose not to use the Greatsword of Death when fighting you." Ximu sat on the horse and looked around at everyone present. "As long as you say you are scared of my Greatsword of Death, I can put it away."

"Then I'm afraid." The clown girl raised her hands without any shame. Her fighting philosophy was to win by all means possible. There was no moral burden for the strong at all. As long as she could weaken the enemy's strength, it would be fine.

Ximu also readily agreed: "Since you are a coward, I promise not to use the Great Sword of Death on you."

"It's reasonable for a traitor's apprentice to be so cunning." A gentle female voice echoed, and the scenery of the world suddenly changed.

The Magic Queen floated in the air, with the cold and lonely full moon as the background, and gently waved the magic wand in her hand.

The celestial sphere falls.

(End of this chapter)