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Chapter 197 He Has Arrived
“Please don’t misunderstand.” Eden did not mention his identity. His emerald eyes reflected the battle in the distance. He explained in a gentle voice, “Akhtar only killed the disguised clone of the god. He did not actively harm any elves.”

And...it's really not unexpected.

The Elf Queen lowered her head slightly. She had long suspected that the transformation of a hero like Akhtar was too extreme, but as long as it was explained by the dispute between gods and demons, everything would make sense.

There was no such thing as a hero falling from grace from the beginning, it was just that the gods wanted to discredit Akhtar.

"It's really... annoying." She whispered her inner thoughts, because the battle between gods and demons dragged them, who were weak, into it, causing them to be in a state of fear.

However, she could only hate it, and she was very clear about her current situation where she was powerless to resist. As a weak person, she could only endure it until the devil and the god decided the winner.

Only in this way can they find security.

……

...

"Clang!" The greatsword and the scissors collided, and the flying sparks illuminated the cheeks of Ximu and the God of Cutting, at the moment when the eyes of both parties met.

The Goddess of Tailoring suddenly disappeared from her spot, as if there was a thin thread wrapped around her back, dragging her to move at an extremely fast speed.

“We can’t go on like this.” The God of Tailor landed on the treetop, clamping the branches with his bare toes, his body feeling incredibly light.

She said to the God of Stitching on another tree:

"If we keep delaying like this, we will lose sooner or later."

"Understood." The five fingers of the God of Suture moved slightly, and the thin needles inserted in the body surface trembled slightly, and then shot out in all directions.

"Weaving a web." He mobilized his power with all his strength, sewing the world as if it were clothes, and making changes to the world at will.

If someone's perception is sharp enough, they will find that there are thin lines throughout the void, like a three-dimensional spider web covering every corner, giving people the illusion that there is nowhere to escape.

This power is extremely powerful.

But there is a fatal flaw.

"Bang!" The greatsword of death wrapped in black flames was swung down, and a sound similar to the breaking of a guitar string came from the void.

Ximu swung the sword of death, and his black eyes reflected a few severed lines.

The power to sew the world together is indeed very strong, but as long as the thin thread used to sew the world together is cut, the power to sew will become ineffective.

"Men who are too strong will also be disliked." The God of Tailor smiled charmingly and twisted the scissors in his hand hard. The scissors separated and turned into two sharp weapons.

The God of Sutures also responded at this time. He moved his fingers slightly and the space was forcibly stitched together.

The God of Tailor suddenly disappeared from the spot, his beautiful body flipped in the air, and his sharp scissors chopped down.

"Hook!" The God of Suture activated his power and the thin lines spread throughout the void moved suddenly, tying up Akhtar layer by layer.

The thread used to sew the world together is incredibly tough, and once Akhtar is tied up, it will be difficult for him to break free.

Won.

The tailoring goddess subconsciously thought of this, and used her slender waist to outline her abs, and chopped towards Akhtar's neck with the scissors in her hand.

"Clang." The scissors were bitten.

Literally, Akhtar bit the scissors that were chopped down and showed an unprecedented malicious smile. Red dragon scales appeared on his body and black flames came out from between his teeth, revealing a sense of danger of death.

Do not want to.

The Goddess of Tailoring loosened her grip on the scissors and retreated suddenly. She had no intention of pursuing the victory, even though this would cause her to lose a companion artifact, but staying alive was still the most important thing.

And there is no doubt that her decision was correct.

"Boom!" The black flame exploded, as if a blooming black lotus. As the petals bloomed, its size continued to expand, engulfing everything in its way.

The scorching wind swept through, sweeping away all the green vegetation covering the earth and shattering the clouds in the sky.

The Elf Queen stared at this scene in amazement. If it weren't for the protection provided by the mysterious woman beside her, the kingdom in her heart would collapse in an instant, and even the current Elf Kingdom would be engulfed by the black flames.

This is the power displayed by the devil.

The black flames faded.

The Goddess of Tailor rolled on the ground for a few times, but quickly adjusted her body and stood up. She observed the surrounding environment and found that the terrain had changed dramatically. All she saw was burning scorched earth, emitting terrifying high temperatures.

"Are you okay?" The God of Assassination emerged from underground and asked the embarrassed God of Tailor, "If you feel any discomfort, we will give up this siege."

"..." The God of Tailor glanced at the God of Assassination, shook the only pair of scissors in his hand, and gave his answer with practical action.

In response, the God of Assassination smiled, and then cast his gaze towards the terrifying figure in the distance. It was a man who had transformed into a dragon, holding a huge sword burning with black flames, and his violent aura seemed to burn the world to ashes.

"Then let's start the next plan." His appearance changed, turning into a tall red-haired woman with a long knife on her waist.

Looks exactly like Mist.

"Tsk." The God of Tailor made a disgusted sound, feeling disgusted with the God of Assassination's behavior of disguising himself as Akhtar's close friend and then disgusting Akhtar madly, but considering how difficult Akhtar was.

I chose to accept it as it is.

“Don’t look so disgusted. We are not dealing with simple demons.” The God of Assassination felt no guilt at all. He looked around the scorched earth and saw clones emerging from the ground. They were all people who were familiar with Akhtar in the past.

Anyone with a remotely intimate relationship is imitated.

However, there are exceptions. The God of Assassination did not choose to imitate beings like the Witch of Death and the Witch of Creation.

"..." The Goddess of Tailoring rolled her eyes and rushed towards Akhtar first, feeling ashamed of the God of Assassination's despicable behavior.

But soon her figure flew back, and her pretty face rubbed against the hot ground, leaving a long ditch.

"Are you okay?" The God of Assassination glanced at Akhtar who was killing his clone in the distance, and then looked at the tailor goddess with her face buried in the ground and her butt raised high.

"His strength has increased significantly." The tailoring goddess pulled her head out of the ground and shook off the mud on her hair.

"If we're not careful next time, we..."

The God of Assassination smiled and completed the second half of the sentence: "We will all die, right?"

"Yeah." The tailoring goddess nodded slightly, then rushed towards Akhtar without saying a word.

And at the same time.

"Akhtar, why did you fall!" The incarnation of the God of Assassination disguised as Leticia looked at the knight's sword in his hand with a sad face.

However, Akhtar just swung his sword indifferently, without any hesitation, and killed the assassination god who looked like Leticia. Then came the familiar people such as Zedd, Hecate, Mist, Michael, Kashuta, Evelyn, etc.

Jian Feng didn't hesitate at all.

Such a cold and decisive scene made even the God of Assassination feel a little uneasy. Does this man have any feelings at all? Facing so many beauties with whom he has close relationships, he can kill them without hesitation, without even a trace of hesitation.

"Do you really have feelings?" The God of Assassination couldn't help but ask, but the long sword in his hand didn't slow down at all.

In response to this, Ximu simply responded with a dragon breath, directly burning the clone of the God of Assassination of Taopimist.

"Do you think I'm a sentimental little girl?" He looked at the clones of the God of Assassination that kept rushing towards him, and the occasional silk threads that appeared to bind him, which made him look impatient.

"If you only send three gods, then this battle will be over."

The assassination plans of the God of Assassination are not always fixed. Sometimes, for safety reasons, seven or eight gods will be arranged to come together for the assassination. Sometimes, he will act alone, and there are also cases where he will arrange two assistants.

This certainly does not mean that the more gods are arranged, the greater the pressure the player will face. Sometimes the pressure on the player from the God of Assassination alone is very great, making the player suffer from decision-making difficulties and face all kinds of unexpected assassinations.

Suppose the God of Assassination intends to arrange a meeting with several NPCs who are closely related to you, and you yourself like these NPC characters very much, then you will have to face the situation where the God of Assassination infiltrates these NPCs and is ready to assassinate you at any time.

Faced with such a situation, apart from killing all closely related NPC characters at once, the only way is to find a way to identify the disguise of the God of Assassination.

Of course, there are also players who are ingenious and choose to attack the disguised God of Assassination, quietly raising the God of Assassination's favorability to the maximum, so that the God of Assassination voluntarily gives up the plan to assassinate the player, and in turn helps the player deal with the gods in the sky.

As for the gender of the God of Assassination, you don't need to worry about it. The official game has not given the clear gender of the God of Assassination. It seems that it changes according to the needs... as long as you can conquer the God of Assassination.

The God of Assassination can be transformed into any style.

Of course, the premise is not to pretend to be too powerful, otherwise the God of Assassination will be in danger of his life.

“It doesn’t take too many gods to deal with a newborn demon.” The God of Assassination retorted while throwing a bottle of poison at Akhtar.

However, it was burned into ashes by Akhtar's dragon breath in an instant.

"Really?" Ximu took out the sword of light, his lips moved slightly, and he saw the shadow behind him moving, and a clone who looked exactly like him emerged.

"What about facing two demons?"

The atmosphere became stagnant.

The clones of the God of Assassination that were rushing in from all directions paused, as if they could not understand the current situation. Why could Akhtar, who had reached the level of a demon, summon an clone identical to himself?

According to the information obtained by the God of Assassination, the Shadow of the Old One who can copy everything of the summoner should be an uncopyable... demon.

This has already surpassed the power limit of the Shadow of the Old Ones in the past.

This is like Black Blade, the servant of the Witch of Death in the past. Since Black Blade had not yet reached the devil before his death, there was no possibility of summoning the witch Black Blade.

But now it is summoning a demon-level clone.

"The intelligence work is a bit poor." Ximu laughed viciously, "What are you going to do now? You are facing a demon who can use two swords of light at the same time."

Originally, the first nine of the ten kinds of shadow magic could not reach the demon level. This was due to the inherent strength limitation of the Shadow of the Old One.

However, the Witch of Time also thought of a solution. The tenth type of shadow magic, Time Cocoon, has the possibility of creating a false future as long as the player reaches the level of a demon and pays enough magic power.

Then the cocoon of time can be transformed into a foundation, allowing the first nine types of shadow magic to exert demonic-level power.

Although it is essentially a time cocoon housed within the first nine types of shadow magic.

The wind blew across the scorched earth.

"Retreat!" The God of Assassination made the decision immediately, but charged towards Akhtar, "Sew and cut immediately..."

Before he could finish his words, a torrent of light engulfed the world. The silk threads everywhere were cut off, and the clones of the God of Assassination on the scorched earth were swept away.

The battlefield was empty at this moment.

"Sew!" The God of Stitching clasped his fingers together, with the God of Tailor standing behind him. They were in an enclosed space.

A pocket that does not exist in reality is created by sewing, and the silk thread is hidden by a special sewing method.

From a practical point of view, there is no way to detect their hidden tracks.

"Bang!" A sound similar to that of a broken string was heard, and light from the outside world suddenly overflowed in, shining on the God of Suture and the God of Tailoring.

Then they saw a humanoid evil dragon burning with black flames, holding a large sword burning with black flames, slowly walking towards them.

Why was it discovered?

The God of Suture had this thought, and then he looked at the Goddess of Tailoring who was stained with a strong breath of death. He immediately understood how Akhtar found the two of them. It was probably because of the breath of death that was stained on the body of the Goddess of Tailor.

“Tailor, you first…” He was halfway through his words in a serious tone when he saw Akhtar piercing the Tailor Goddess’ chest with the Great Sword of Death.

The atmosphere fell silent.

“I will fight you!” The God of Sutures roared, and the next second it turned into a shrill scream, and his body was swallowed by darkness.

Ximu shook the Greatsword of Death and felt the threads that stitched the space disappear, and the distorted space returned to normal.

He turned around on the scorched earth, glanced at Eden and the Elf Queen in the sky, raised his arm and waved.

……

...

The next day.

early morning.

In a castle that seems to be made of ice and snow.

"The assassination plan has failed." The Messenger God said to the Ice and Snow Goddess on the throne, "He can summon an avatar with the same strength as himself and can use two swords of light at the same time. Your chances of winning are very low."

The Ice and Snow Goddess asked calmly, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because Akhtar is on his way," the Messenger God replied. "If you don't run now, he will kill you in a moment."

"He is the one who wants to run away." The Ice and Snow Goddess said casually, but she stood up, "But the sisters can't stay here, I want to send them away..."

Before he could finish his words, the ceiling of the castle shattered and a figure in silver armor fell. The spreading shock wave cracked the floor into a spider web shape.

The Messenger God twitched his lips:
"He's already at the door."

(End of this chapter)