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Chapter 178 The divine placenta belonging to the omniscient God?
Open the window.

Suna looked at the scenery outside the window. The heavy snow that had submerged the world disappeared, as if there was some source of heat that was fighting the risk of submerging the world.

That was the monster Typhon, a terrifying existence that seemed like a mixture of countless monsters. Her mere existence caused the climate to change, as if she was making the "world" adapt to herself.

When faced with severe cold weather, normal people usually put on more clothes, but the monster Typhon is not like that. She chooses to interfere with the world itself and make the temperature reach a level that makes her feel comfortable.

This is the terrifying thing about the monster Typhon. She is a mixture of millions of monsters, which means she has the bloodline of millions of monsters. Naturally, it also means that she possesses nearly millions of methods. Even if they are used unconsciously, she can transform the world.

Unfortunately, it is a mixture after all. Although it sounds very powerful when described, if the opponent is replaced by the goddess of death, the situation will be different.

The monster Typhon, who stretched out his hand towards the sky, was split into two halves by a deep darkness. His huge body collapsed to the ground, but he unexpectedly did not die. He still maintained a strong vitality. Granulation tissue emerged from the wound, allowing his split body to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What a monster, he can survive a blow from the goddess of death.

And right now.

"Bang!" The sound of the door being pushed open was heard. Suna turned her head and saw Akhtar wearing silver armor walking in.

She said in advance as if predicting something: "You are planning to go to hell and rescue the soul of the little dragon princess Evelyn, right?"

Ximu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Suna, have you returned from the dead?"

"The God of Hell suddenly killed me." Suna explained to Akhtar with a little confusion on her delicate face, "After he saw the woman's arm stretched out from the void, he killed me without hesitation."

"Will the God of Hell also be afraid of women?" Ximu wondered, while Suna rolled her eyes and explained:
"Let the God of Hell and the Witch of Death fight each other."

"In other words, only a being of the same level as the Witch of Death can scare the God of Hell?" Ximu analyzed calmly, "Have there ever been a witch of the same level as the Witch of Death in history?"

The Witch of Creation.

Without anyone's answer, Suna and Akhtar looked at each other and immediately got the answer. Only the Witch of Creation who trained gods as pets was qualified to stand on the same level as the Witch of Death.

"But the Creation Witch in the records is dead." Suna recalled the records in the history books, "The gods tricked the Creation Witch into a lifeless world, pierced her heart with a blade made of death, and burned her body to ashes with heavenly fire."

"There's no point in discussing this. That's something the gods should worry about." Ximu shook his head, but saw Suna giving him a subtle expression.

She pointed behind Akhtar.

"The woman's arm that stretched out from the void was touching your face."

"..."

Ximu's expression froze.

"Are you still going to hell now?" Suna asked softly, "If that woman has bad intentions, then your situation will be bad."

"Of course I'll go." Ximu answered immediately, and before Su Na tried to persuade him, he added, "But I need to find an insurance company."

He turned his head away, muttering.

"I didn't want to be a freeloader."

"Living off?" Su Na was slightly stunned, and then saw Ximu pointing outside the door and taking her to a private room.

On the way, Suna took the opportunity to tell Akhtar in detail what happened in Hell, including the meeting with the former White Dragon Queen and the ongoing challenge of the Twelve Layers of Hell.

……

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Walk through the aisle.

After Ximu opened the door, he saw Eden sitting elegantly on the sofa, holding a cup of steaming black tea in one hand, with a hint of surprise in her emerald green eyes.

Without waiting for her to ask.

"Eden, can you accompany me to hell?" Ximu asked seriously, and the atmosphere became frozen.

Suna raised her hands to cover her face and couldn't help but turn her cheeks away. She could understand what Akhtar meant, but it was indeed too strange to say it like that.

In response, Eden calmly drank the tea in the cup, placed the cup on the table, and nodded gently:

"can."

"There is no time to lose. We'll talk about the details after we go to hell." Ximu nodded slightly and took the two of them to find the Witch of Death and open the passage to hell.

……

...

silence.

silence.

silence.

"Why does the atmosphere feel weird?" Suna approached Akhtar and asked in a low voice, glancing at the Witch of Death and Eden who were looking at each other.

She felt as if she was suffocating.

"It seems like this is their first official meeting." Ximu explained in a low voice, "It's normal for them to look at each other."

Aren't you afraid that they will fight?
Suna thought about it silently, but did not dare to say it out loud. Otherwise, if they really fought, the situation would definitely be no worse than the battle between the imaginary witch and the goddess of death.

After a while.

The Witch of Death withdrew her gaze and casually opened the portal to Hell. Then she turned her gaze to Ximu and said calmly:

"If you encounter a risk that you cannot resist, wait for me to remove the seal next time before taking any action." After she finished speaking, she turned into a light blue flame and disappeared on the spot. She was about to remove the seal on her body, but who would have thought that she would be forced to go back in time. Although her memory was not affected, she would need to remove the seal again.

Of course, this is not a bad thing. With the experience of unlocking the seal last time, the speed of unlocking the seal will be faster this time.

"Let's go." Ximu exhaled, and without hesitation jumped off the Witch of Death to open the dark tunnel. Following closely were Eden and Suna.

Passing through the darkness, a white light appears at the end of the horizon.

Then he saw the main city of the White Dragon Clan. Below him was a white-haired wife enjoying afternoon tea in the garden. She looked up at the sky, her red eyes reflecting the three people falling from the sky. She was confused as to why living people would fall from the sky.

Before she could figure it out. "Bang!" Ximu fell to the ground, and the stone slabs on the ground cracked and spread like a spider web. Suna and Eden who fell later seemed elegant. They appeared in the same place in a flash, as if they were moving in space.

"I was wondering when I could see you." The white-haired wife was slightly stunned, and then immediately reacted, "I didn't expect that Mr. Akhtar would appear directly in front of me from the sky."

"Madam, this is extremely urgent." Ximu said briefly, "Can you give me the dead man's coat you prepared for me?"

He flexed his wrist.

"I'm going to the bottom of hell to bring out Evelyn's soul."

"I don't know how Lord Akhtar knew about my preparations." The white-haired wife shook her head, "But now there is no way to go to the depths of hell through the hell tunnel. The hell passage has been urgently closed not long ago. No one is allowed to go to the bottom of hell. Even if you put on the cloak of the dead, it will be useless."

"..." Upon hearing this, Ximu subconsciously looked at Suna. The situation was a little beyond their expectations. There should be existence in hell that can resist the influence of time reversal, otherwise the tunnel leading to the bottom of hell would not be closed urgently.

"Can you tell us what happened?" Ximu withdrew his gaze and asked the white-haired wife.

"The Hell Tunnel was closed in a hurry." The white-haired wife shook her head slightly and explained to Akhtar, "But I heard that there was... unusual movement in the bottom of Hell, so that the God of Hell had to rush to the bottom of Hell to suppress the unusual movement."

"It's really bad." Suna whispered softly. The most ideal situation at the moment is to hurry up and sneak into the bottom of hell, rescue the soul of the little dragon princess, and then escape from the range of hell immediately.

As for the witch who broke free from the seal, she would naturally be left to the gods of hell to deal with. They couldn't let them deal with the sealed witch.

"If we can't get to the bottom of hell as soon as possible, even Evelyn's soul will be lost." Ximu sighed in distress, making the white-haired wife, who had been keeping calm, anxious.

She quickly stood up and grabbed Akhtar’s hands.

"Excuse me, what does this mean?"

"If the crisis that erupts in the bottom of hell is very serious," Ximu explained, "it might affect Evelyn's soul."

"What should I do?!" The white-haired wife became even more anxious. She had not thought that her daughter's soul would be in danger before. That was mainly because there was no concept of death in hell. However, thinking of the crisis that even the God of Hell had to be prepared for, it was possible that the rules set by the Goddess of Death would be violated.

"Capture an apostle of hell and see if you can force him to open the hell tunnel." Ximu gave the answer.

But the white-haired wife shook her head:

"If the authority is blocked, even the apostles of hell cannot go to the bottom of hell. Only the gods of hell can go to the bottom of hell at will."

"Does that mean we have to force the gods of hell?" Ximu thought for a moment, glanced at Eden beside him, and then forced himself to look away.

If Eden were asked to capture the gods of hell, it would not be a difficult task. However, Eden's identity and position meant that she could not do such a thing.

"If you just want to go to the bottom of hell, I have a way to open a layer of hell that is not recorded." Eden raised his hand to gently gather the hair beside his ear, facing the surprised eyes of everyone, and calmly explained, "This is the only layer of hell that I have the authority to open freely. You can go to the bottom of hell through the layer of hell that is not recorded."

"The unrecorded layer of hell couldn't be..." Before she finished her words, Suna quickly closed her mouth. She didn't dare to mention the Omniscient God, but since she was qualified to own a secret layer of hell, her first reaction would be the Omniscient God.

But just thinking about what level of hell one must be in to qualify as the divine placenta of the omniscient God seems impossible.

"It's not his divine placenta." Eden seemed to understand Suna's thoughts and explained softly.

But Suna didn't want to know this information at all.

"Although I'm not sure about the specific situation, I think you should have found a solution, right?" The white-haired wife closed her eyes, as if she was communicating with some existence. After a moment, a red dragon woke up in the sky, then fell from the sky and turned into a human form after landing.

"Tesmaar, he is the former Red Dragon King of the Red Dragon Clan." She explained to Akhtar, "As long as you put him on, you can disguise yourself as the dead in Hell."

"Understood." Ximu nodded, and overlapped the bodies of the former Red Dragon King and successfully put on the dead man's coat.

The white-haired wife smiled when she saw this, raised her hand and gently placed it on her chest, and asked Eden and Suna, "Which of you wants to wear me?"

Originally, she had no way to go to the bottom of hell, but after discovering that Akhtar and others had a way to open the secret layer of hell, she naturally had to follow Akhtar to the bottom of hell.

After all, she was Evelyn's mother. If there was a chance to save her daughter, she would never miss it.

"I don't need the cloak of the dead." Eden shook his head slightly, and the white-haired wife naturally met Suna's gaze.

"Then you can only choose me, right?" Suna smiled and walked towards the white-haired wife. Their bodies overlapped, as if they were wearing exoskeleton armor, concealing Suna's original appearance.

However, what was revealed was not a cold machine, but a wife with a slim figure and gentle temperament.

"The increase in strength is so huge." Suna felt her current strength and found that with her current strength she could kill her previous self with one hand.

This doesn't mean that she was weak before, it's just that the White Haired Wife was extremely powerful, thus giving her the power and magic of a dragon.

Compared to the human condition, nature is completely different.

"I'm so glad that Miss Suna likes it." Suna said with a smile, and then suddenly covered her mouth. She found that the control over her body did not seem to belong to her completely, and the white-haired wife who possessed her could also affect her body.

[Please don't worry, if you feel uncomfortable, you can always cancel the state of fusion with me.] A gentle female voice came into Suna's mind.

"It's okay, it's not a serious matter." Suna shook her head gently. Although she was a little surprised, she did not find it difficult to adapt.

Moreover, she has not experienced such a full-level power, so how could she choose to release the fusion state?

"Eden, please." Ximu asked sincerely, and then Eden's cherry lips moved slightly, and he recited a spell that was difficult for humans to understand. Then he felt the ground under his feet go empty, and the whole person fell downwards.

For a moment the black hole that existed in the garden disappeared.

"Oh no, they have already left!" The figure of Dream God suddenly appeared, looking at the place where Akhtar had stood before. He discussed with the God of Hell and found that the Witch of Creation suddenly woke up and could accurately locate the direction to the bottom of hell. That was because there was life coming to hell, and was locked by the Witch of Creation, and descended to hell along the locked direction.

This is also the reason why the Witch of Creation reached out and touched Akhtar's cheek. It was not because the Witch of Creation was attracted by Akhtar's beauty.

Akhtar is simply used as a signpost.

at the same time.

on the other side.

The secret layer of hell.

"Is this the divine placenta of the omniscient god?" Suna stood in the cave, looking at the murals on the wall. The crude painting skills showed the backwardness of the current civilization, and it was impossible for it to have anything to do with "omniscience".

"It's just a connection." Ximu reached out and touched the mural, rubbing his hand gently across the stone wall. This stone painting described the process of gods suddenly coming to teach them how to plant, fish, and build houses.

And that god was, as expected, the God of Omniscience.

(End of this chapter)