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Chapter 183 The Hero Determined to Fall

"Living longer doesn't necessarily mean you're stronger." Ximu flexed his wrist and chuckled at the Corpse Witch. "There are a lot of dragons in this world who have lived thousands of years longer than me, but I still killed them with one strike."

"You can't compare them like that." The Corpse Witch retorted subconsciously, and then she felt that what Akhtar said made sense. There were too many gods in this world. Although she had no way to kill them, the moment she became a witch, she was stronger than most of the gods.

At least there is absolutely no problem in beating up the dessert goddess with bare hands.

"Forget it, the war is still going on." She turned around gracefully, her long aqua blue hair swaying, "Akhtar, please be careful."

After saying this, she flew towards the gate of hell that was cut open by the goddess of death in the sky. Of course, she could take advantage of the opportunity and find a reason to protect Akhtar's safety.

But she is not that kind of person.

"Madam, stop pretending to be unconscious." Ximu looked at the unconscious Suna on the side, only to see that she was still in the state of possession of the white-haired wife, and her appearance was still that of the white-haired wife.

"Have you been discovered?" The white-haired wife slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Akhtar. "I know I shouldn't return to the world of the living, but I want to see my daughter wake up with my own eyes."

After she finished speaking, she broke free from her possession of Suna, looked around the current world, and regret appeared in her ruby-like eyes.

"Has this world been damaged to this extent?"

"There is still a chance to make amends later." Ximu looked around the battlefield. This should be the core area of ​​the battle between the goddess and the witch, otherwise it would not have been destroyed so drastically, killing all living things. The temperature of the earth is so high that it can cook eggs. Ordinary people who walk in will be steamed alive by the remaining high temperature.

"If you are willing to make amends, it would be an easy thing to do." The white-haired wife said softly. If the Witch of Creation is willing to make amends afterwards, then this land can still be revitalized.

"We'll find a way to remedy the situation after we seize world dominance." Ximu's voice was too calm, "But before that, this world will get worse and worse."

"..."

The white-haired wife was silent for a moment, and then she looked deeply at Akhtar with her ruby ​​eyes and said, "Tesmaar, are you not going to return to hell?"

"..." Ximu didn't say anything, but the Red Dragon King who possessed him took the initiative to cancel the possession.

He seemed like a ghost standing behind Akhtar.

"The dead really shouldn't stay in the world, but I want to meet my descendant. As long as I can meet him, I will immediately return to hell."

"The situation is extremely chaotic right now, and the apostles of Hell don't have time to take care of you." Ximu said calmly, "Now you can hurry up and deal with your regrets."

"Yes." The Red Dragon King Tesmal nodded and flew towards the horizon. Judging from the direction, it was the Dragon Empire.

In the Dragon Empire, the Dragon King is the actual manager of a tribe, but becoming a Dragon King does not rely on excellent management skills.

Instead, he relies on his strength to stand at the top of the tribe. If he is defeated by his juniors, he will lose his status as Dragon King. Or, because he is too old, he will voluntarily resign from the position of Dragon King and let a capable junior become the Dragon King.

The current Red Dragon King was... Tesmal, who voluntarily abdicated in favor of someone more virtuous. This was because Tesmal was old and was about to be killed by time, and also because Tesmal could not find a red dragon in the tribe that could defeat him.

Therefore, Tesmaar had no choice but to abdicate, otherwise he would have to stay in the position of Red Dragon King until his death.

Now that Tesmaar has returned from hell, he wants to test the strength of the current Red Dragon King and complete a power change by force.

And shortly after Tesmaar flew away.

A white dot appeared on the horizon, and then quickly enlarged into a white dragon of exaggerated size. It flapped its huge wings and landed its powerful feet on the scorched earth of the battlefield, causing the ground to shake slightly.

"Akhtar, you... really did it." The White Dragon King lowered his head, his eyes reflecting Akhtar's appearance.

Immediately before Akhtar could speak, a white-haired loli jumped out and crashed into Akhtar's arms.

Ximu was slightly stunned, then he showed a gentle smile, raised his hand and rubbed the head of the white-haired loli in his arms: "How is it, as a great conspirator who intends to subvert the world, the promise."

The white-haired loli pursed her lips and rubbed Akhtar's cheek. The strong emotions surging in her heart made it impossible for her to utter any polite words.

She asked quietly.

"It must be hard to save my soul, right?"

"It's OK." Ximu replied, "The God of Hell is very easy to talk to. He easily agreed to release your soul."

"Liar." The white-haired loli whispered. With her clever little head, she easily guessed that hell would not give up her soul easily. With the addition of witches and demons entering hell, the situation in hell would become even more complicated.

Therefore, the gods of hell will definitely not let her soul go easily.

"He has done a lot for you." The white-haired wife glanced at the silent White Dragon King and walked lightly to the side of the white-haired Loli.

Although she felt a little disappointed that her daughter was always thinking of Akhtar, she still considered that Akhtar was a man who could fight through hell and save her daughter's soul.

There is no female dragon who could remain unmoved by this.

"..." The white-haired loli looked over when she heard the voice, and saw a woman who looked similar to her, giving her a gentle, maternal smile.

"She is your mother." Ximu leaned close to the white-haired Loli's crystal ear, "She came out from hell specifically to see you."

"Mother?" The white-haired loli looked puzzled at first, then surprised, and then panicked. She quickly got off Akhtar, raised her hand and gently gathered the hair by her ears, trying to restore herself to the dignity and composure that a princess should have.

"You don't have to pretend to be a princess in front of me." The white-haired wife smiled gently, squatted down and wiped the white-haired loli's cheek, "No wonder she can make a hero like Akhtar go to hell, my daughter is really beautiful."

The white-haired loli was a little at a loss, not knowing how to get along with her mother. She subconsciously looked at Akhtar, but saw that Akhtar and the White Dragon King were walking side by side into the distance, obviously intending to give her space to be with her mother.

……

...

And on the other side.

Behind the hillside.

"Are you unhappy to see the spirit of your deceased wife?" Ximu tilted his head and looked at the White Dragon King beside him and asked, "Why do you look so awkward and embarrassed?"

"I need to set an example for the dragon race's fertility rate." The White Dragon King explained in a subtle voice under Akhtar's gaze, "Not long after Ijelica's death, I got married again, and now my youngest son is about to be...born."

Ximu was silent for a moment and asked:
"What are you going to do?"

"Respect my current wife." The White Dragon King replied calmly, "There is no future between living dragons and dead dragons."

He turned around.

“Akhtar, I’ll ask you to bring Evelyn back after this.” As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into light and disappeared on the spot.

It was normal for him, as a divine partner, to remarry after his wife's death. Who would have thought that someone could bring out the soul of his deceased wife?

This made him completely confused.

……

...

After a while. "White Dragon King left for something urgent." Ximu looked at the mother and daughter approaching and explained calmly, "It seems that something serious has happened."

"Really?" Ijelica kept smiling, and took the white-haired loli to Akhtar's side. She solemnly took Akhtar and her daughter's hands and held them together.

She stepped back and looked at the two men.

"A world-famous hero and the most beloved little princess of the dragon clan, it's really a perfect match."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, ma'am." Ximu shook his head. "I'm a follower of the Witch of Death, a true cultist. I'm not a hero in people's eyes. I'm not as suitable as you think."

"Then please be the bad guy who kidnapped the princess." Ijelica raised her hand and gently placed it on her chest. "If you can go to hell for the princess, why can't the princess give up her identity for you?"

Ximu didn't answer, but he felt his palm being held tightly. He turned to look at the white-haired loli and found that she was lowering her head, her white neck was flushed, but she was holding his wrist even more tightly.

"Of course this is your own business." Ijelica suddenly changed the subject, "I am just stating my mother's position."

"Let's wait until Evelyn grows up." Ximu chuckled, handed the bird cage that held the soul to Evelyn, and then walked away. "I'll go see if Suna has woken up. Evelyn, you should merge your soul first."

"He's just too popular with women." Ijelica looked at Akhtar's back and saw the setting sun shining on his silver armor, giving people an extremely reliable feeling, but also an ethereal feeling that was difficult to grasp.

Being Akhtar’s teammate, one is naturally very relieved, but wanting to take the relationship to the next level would make one feel desperate.

A noble and powerful knight who is acknowledged by God himself as being able to become a demon is simply not something that ordinary people can grasp.

Even though Evelyn is a dragon princess.

However, if you think about it carefully, you will find that there is a despairing difference between the two, unless Evelyn can grow to the level of a witch.

Otherwise it is difficult to stand shoulder to shoulder with Akhtar.

"Daughter, you really have fallen in love with a very difficult man." She sighed softly and raised her hand to rub the white-haired loli's head. "But he has gone through hell for you, it's hard not to be moved."

Put yourself in her shoes. If a man meets a beautiful girl, he will fight his way through hell for you and overcome numerous difficulties and dangers to bring out your soul.

Who can refuse this?

……

……

And on the other side.

"Awake?" Ximu sat down, looked at Su Na who was sitting sideways on the stone, and took out a bottle of water. "Would you like to drink some water?"

"Have you dealt with her affairs?" Suna took the water and stared at Akhtar for a moment. "Now I don't know whether I should commit suicide or not."

"Even if you die now, you can't seal the Creation Witch." Ximu replied with a smile, "The God of Hell has become the anchor point for the Creation Witch to return."

Suna was silent for a moment, then said softly, "You will no longer be a great hero. You will be a cultist who breaks into hell and releases the Witch of Creation."

Now that Akhtar has committed such heinous crimes, he will surely go from being a hero in people's eyes to a cultist bewitched by a witch.

Ximu was very calm:
"I'm about to do something so outrageous that I won't be able to remain a hero without it."

"Something really outrageous?" Suna looked puzzled. She couldn't think of anything outrageous that Akhtar could have done.

"Play a game with the whole world." Ximu replied, "This is a game that cannot be refused. They have to play it even if they don't want to."

He told his secret

"This is my ritual to become a demon."

"It's useless even if I try to persuade you." Suna sighed, and saw Akhtar nodded. She knew that this man had embarked on a path that was difficult for her to intersect with.

"You'll be a demon next time we meet, right?"

Ximu replied: "Yes."

Why does it become like this.

Suna fell into deep thought. She was not surprised by Akhtar's choice. Akhtar was a genius, so it was natural for him to want to become a devil.

But Akhtar, who wants to become a devil, will inevitably go to her opposite side and meet Akhtar next time.

Maybe that was when she used Death Return to become an enemy of Akhtar.

"..."

"..."

The setting sun shone on the two people, their shadows were very long, but there was no communication between them, even though they were sitting very close to each other.

for a long time.

"I should leave now." Suna pursed her lips and met Akhtar's gaze. "Next time, no... I hope there won't be a next time."

If she meets Akhtar again next time, perhaps the Akhtar she sees will be a devil, an existence standing on the opposite side of the gods.

It's impossible to get along as well as we do now.

"Stay at the headquarters of the Church of Destiny and don't come out again." Ximu rubbed the ring with his fingers and summoned a little mare.

"Partner, help me get Suna away."

"..." The mare rubbed her hooves on the ground. Seeing the strange atmosphere between the two people, she didn't know what was going on.

Suna silently climbed onto the horse, said goodbye to Akhtar, and disappeared into the horizon on her mare.

And right now.

"Lord Akhtar, your subordinates are here to pick you up." Shark girl Kashut came with a group of death believers and knelt in front of Akhtar.

Ximu did not respond immediately. Instead, he turned his head to look at the white-haired mother and daughter approaching, and smiled gently: "Should we send you back to the Dragon Empire, or kidnap you to the Cult of Death?"

Ijelica asked, "Is there any difference?"

"If you and your daughter want to spend more time together, then we will kidnap you and take you to the Cult of Death." Ximu explained, "Otherwise, the Apostles of Hell will come and capture Ijelica's soul and take it back to Hell."

"Then please kidnap us mother and daughter." Ijelica made the decision and took her daughter's hand to Akhtar.

The apostles from hell will naturally try to find a way to capture the escaped souls, but if the escaped souls are captured by the Cult of Death.

The apostles of hell would not come and cause trouble casually.

(End of this chapter)