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Chapter 200: Fight to the Death in a World of Ashes
The flames were as common as the air. No... to be more precise, the flames filled every corner like the air, as if they were going to burn the entire world into ashes.

In such a harsh environment, not to mention humans, even dragons cannot survive and will be burned to ashes.

"Is this what the world is like after Ragnarok?" The Messenger God stood elegantly in the clouds, holding up his hand to press down on his jazz hat. His eyes reflected the sea of ​​fire burning on the horizon, giving him the illusion that he would be burned to death if he got close.

Although he is strong enough to withstand it, if the fire spreads to every corner of the world, will he be able to survive?

The answer is obvious.

"Don't be too scared." A calm voice came, and the Messenger God subconsciously looked over, only to see a tall woman with a holy sword hanging on her waist walking towards him.

She consoled the Messenger God with fear in his eyes.

"Akhtar and the Source of Terror will both die soon."

"Don't be so confident anymore." The Messenger God curled his lips, "If you fail again, you will be slapping yourself in the face."

Before, they were very confident in the Ice and Snow Goddess, thinking that with the help of the three goddesses, they would have a sure win against Akhtar. As long as the Ice and Snow Goddess used the World without Temperature, she would be able to kill Akhtar instantly.

But the result was that Akhtar fought against the world without warmth and successfully counterattacked.

"..." The Sword Goddess subconsciously wanted to refute, but then she closed her lips tightly. When there is no result, no matter how loud the slogan is, it is meaningless.

However, Akhtar had already resisted the world without temperature, and his breath had been greatly weakened, and he also had to fight a life-and-death battle with the source of fear.

They will wait until the time comes to finish it, and no matter how you think about it, they will be sure to win.

"I'm not looking down on you." The Messenger God opened his mouth, his expression showing some worry, "It's just that Ragnarok is getting closer and closer, and this world is no longer the one we are familiar with."

Ragnarok will come in ten years. This news has been spread to the gods by the three goddesses of fate. This has caused unprecedented panic among the gods in the sky. The world could have been filled with happiness forever.

Now, telling them that their death is near would make anyone feel uncomfortable, just like a doctor suddenly telling you that you will die in ten minutes.

No matter who it is, it is hard to accept.

"The Three Goddesses of Fate should have kept this secret from you." The Sword Goddess sighed slightly, a hint of helplessness showing on her pretty face. In the civilization of Gaotian, it is not allowed to deliberately conceal any information from the gods. No matter what the decision is, it must be made public, and then the gods will choose whether to agree or not. Every god has his own right to speak and vote.

This led to the three goddesses of fate telling the gods directly after they discovered that Ragnarok was about to come, which naturally caused many worried gods to be frightened.

"It's normal to be worried. As long as we don't hold back, that's fine." The Messenger God shook his head. "Right now, everyone is working hard to resolve the Ragnarok crisis."

"Yes." The Sword Goddess did not refute. Now the gods in the sky are indeed frantically looking for a solution to Ragnarok. In addition to wanting to kill everyone who might be the Lord of Ashes, they also want to find the God of Omniscience.

Many gods believe that as long as the seal of the God of Omniscience is lifted, they can find a way to delay the coming of Ragnarok.

……

...

"Clang!" The sword and spear collided, bursting out with powerful force that blew away the surrounding flames, revealing the appearance of Akhtar and the source of fear.

After exchanging glances, the two sides suddenly exerted force with their wrists and collided thousands of times, like a collision in a violent storm, and the burst of impact created a brief vacuum around them.

The sword and the gun continued to collide, and both sides continued to invest more and more strength until a certain critical point arrived.

"Crack." The spear in the Source of Fear's hand was suddenly cut off, and the sword of death, with its remaining force, chopped down and directly split the armor on his chest.

The situation was too unexpected.

The Source of Fear simply relied on instinct, slightly squeezing the eight-legged horse under his crotch with his feet, trying to avoid subsequent attacks.

However, Akhtar seemed to have anticipated this, and he grabbed the eight-legged horse's head with his bare hands and pressed it down, and the flames of death instantly devoured the eight-legged horse's head.

The source of fear was that he abandoned his horse and jumped back several dozen meters to avoid Akhtar's subsequent pursuit.

There is an obvious power gap between the two sides.

"Even if you are a terror born based on the prototype of the Lord of Ashes, it does not mean that your strength can reach the level of the real Lord of Ashes." Ximu did not continue to attack. He took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth. This was a potion made by the Goddess of Pharmacology herself. It could quickly restore magic power even at the demon level.

Now he is not very anxious to solve the source of fear. His previous fight against the Ice and Snow Goddess's world without temperature has consumed a lot of his magic power. If he completely solves the source of fear too quickly, he will immediately be besieged by the gods.

Therefore, he would rather kill the Source of Fear slowly, and use the free time in the battle with the Source of Fear to restore his magic power, so as to prevent running out of magic power in the subsequent battle with the gods.

Even so, he looks like a villain who talks big when he gets an advantage.

"..." The source of fear didn't care. He certainly knew that he was the existence born of fear in the heart of the God of Fear. However, his idea of ​​burning the world to ashes had nothing to do with whether he was the Lord of Ashes.

"Akhtar, do you want to burn this world?" His pupils seemed to be burning with flames, and he asked Akhtar coldly, "As the prototype, do you have this desire in your heart?"

"You really can't become the Lord of Ashes." Ximu didn't answer directly, "In the heart of the Lord of Ashes, there is only the desire to burn everything, and there is no thought of actively communicating with others."

This is a lie in a sense, although the official setting of the game shows that the Lord of Ashes has the urge to burn everything. He will actively burn anything into ashes, without any trace of emotion in his heart.

However, it is a different story when the player becomes the Lord of Ashes, he can still speak freely, although by that time not many people can stand in front of the player and speak.

"I am an independent life now." The Source of Fear raised his hand and touched his chest, estimated the time it would take to recover, and said a topic that Akhtar would be interested in, "The Goddess of Life gave me life and guided me to think about the meaning of life."

He met Akhtar’s gaze.

"Do you know why?"

"Why?" Ximu asked as he poured himself a potion to recover his damaged magic power as quickly as possible.

"She wanted to give the Lord of Ashes a free will." The Source of Fear replied, "That woman tried to make me think and come to the conclusion that burning the world is meaningless, so that I would voluntarily give up the idea of ​​burning the world."

Ximu smiled and said, "How gentle."

"Then I came to... a conclusion." The Source of Fear felt his injuries almost recovered and told Akhtar his thoughts, "The world after everything is burned is the most correct world."

Ximu twitched his lips: "How did you come to this conclusion?"

“Only the world that burns everything has no disagreement.” The source of fear clenched the broken spear in his hand. The tip of the spear that fell not far away trembled and flew over to merge with the broken spear, returning to its original appearance.

"What a boring idea." Ximu said so, feeling his magic power recovering to a certain level, and smiled maliciously, "Only contradictions can touch people's souls and allow people to experience richer emotions, whether it is sadness or... happiness."

There is simply no room for mutual understanding between the two sides.

The Source of Fear realized this problem. His prototype was simply unable to understand his own thoughts. He scoffed at the idea of ​​burning the world down. He also could not understand the pain that contradictions brought. He just enjoyed the contradictions of this world as a strong man.

"You are just enjoying the pain of a weak person facing contradictions." He gave such an evaluation. As a natural strong man, Akhtar doesn't care about contradictions at all. He just enjoys everything in this world by virtue of his strong status.

There is no room for communication between the two sides.

The source of fear swung his spear and rushed towards Akhtar, with a blazing flame burning at the tip of the spear, and an attack that was enough to destroy a country in an instant pierced through.

In response to this, Ximu simply responded with dragon breath.

"Boom!" The flames completely engulfed the two of them. The black flames and the dim yellow flames shot up into the sky, as if they were swept together by a storm and rushed towards the sky.

Subsequently.

Light penetrated the fire storm, and the spreading impact instantly extinguished the burning flames, and the sky and the earth became clear.

Ximu let go of the sword of light in his hand and watched the source of fear turn into a point of light and disappear. If he continued to give the source of fear time and slowly accept the indoctrination of the Goddess of Life's thoughts, it might really change its idea of ​​wanting to burn the world.

But now there is no chance for the source of fear to slowly adjust its mind.

"The goddess of pharmacology really knows how to cause trouble for people." A cold female voice suddenly came. Ximu subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, only to see the goddess of swords walking towards him and drawing the holy sword from her waist.

"Akhtar, surrender."

"Surrender?" Ximu looked around and found that there were nearly twenty gods surrounding him, leaving him no room to escape.

It was obvious that they intended to kill him completely.

"It is rare in history that more than 20 gods come to fight against demons." A water god holding a trident laughed heartily, "You are already one of the few powerful demons, worthy of being remembered in history."

"Am I already a powerful demon?" Ximu showed a puzzled expression and looked at his palm. "Compared to the Lady Witch of Death, I don't seem to have become stronger."

This is not an exaggeration. In the third or fifth round, after he became a demon, he killed several gods with his own hands. He thought that he might be able to compete with the Witch of Death, so he excitedly tried to kill the Witch of Death.

The consequence was that he was beaten and driven away by the Witch of Death with a look of disappointment. She also told him not to appear in front of her again, otherwise she would kill him with her own hands.

But later, when he appeared in front of the Witch of Death, he was still not killed.

Even though the Witch of Death is already in an unconquerable state.

“If you are given... enough time, perhaps you can reach the level of the Witch of Death.” The Sword Goddess shook her head, and her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

call--!
There was a mournful sound of the air breaking apart.

A brilliant arc of sword light was pulled out of the void, but this sword did not contain any earth-shattering power, and was not much different from a sword swung by an ordinary strong man.

From a demon's perspective...very weak.

Logically speaking, this sword can be blocked with the Greatsword of Death, and you can also take the opportunity to use technology to counterattack.

however.

Ximu's choice was to avoid and rush towards a nearby god, without having a head-on collision with the Sword Goddess.

The attack failed.

The sword goddess, wrapped in black stockings, stepped on the ground with her feet, twisted her slender waist, and rushed towards Akhtar, stabbing the holy sword in her hand at Akhtar's back.

"Clang!" Ximu rushed to the nearest god and fought against the short knife he chopped at him. He used the impact to move his body away and avoid the sword thrust from the Sword Goddess.

The Sword Goddess gritted her teeth, turned her wrist suddenly, and chased in the direction Akhtar was avoiding. She saw Akhtar grinning, and black flames overflowed from between his teeth.

"Boom!" The black flames turned into a mushroom cloud and rose slowly towards the sky, but in an instant it was cut by countless sword lights.

"Gone." The Sword Goddess frowned, looked around, and found that the gods and Akhtar had disappeared.

She looked up at the sky and asked.

“Is this Akhtar’s power?”

No one can yet explain Akhtar's specific abilities, but it is certain that they are related to gaming, but the specific performance is unknown.

After a moment, the three goddesses of fate from the sky gave the answer.

"Created the kingdom in your heart?" The Sword Goddess frowned, and slashed the holy sword in her hand at the void, using the power of authority to cut open the alien space, but found nothing.

She possesses the power of "cutting off". No matter whether it is a weapon of artifact level or space, she can use the power of cutting to cut it apart.

Akhtar didn't use the Greatsword of Death to fight her before, probably because he knew her power in advance, so he withdrew without hesitation.

"Is it to use power to divide the gods and then defeat them one by one?" The Sword Goddess analyzed Akhtar's strategy. If he was facing the siege of more than 20 gods at the same time, even if Akhtar possessed the most amazing talent, he would not have any chance of winning if he had to face more than 20 powers coordinating with each other at the same time.

Therefore, finding a way to separate the gods and create one-on-one conditions is the wisest choice.

"Where is Akhtar's inner kingdom hidden?" The Sword Goddess asked calmly, hoping that the three goddesses of fate would give accurate guidance, allowing her to directly enter Akhtar's inner kingdom and find a way to gather all the gods together.

When all the gods gather together, that will be the time when Akhtar will be defeated.

however.

"Don't know?" The Sword Goddess widened her beautiful eyes. This kind of thing should be easy, so why wouldn't the three goddesses who control fate know about it?

Soon she knew the answer.

As for Akhtar's fate, it has always been in a protected state. As long as the three goddesses of fate take the initiative to investigate, it will trigger the protected state granted by the witch of fate, making it impossible for the three goddesses of fate to lock Akhtar's fate in a short time.

Naturally, there is no way to lock down the location of the kingdom in Akhtar's heart.

……

...

at the same time.

In a different space.

"Where is this?" The water god holding the trident looked at the surroundings in doubt. There were blazing flames of ashes all around. If he hadn't used his divine power to protect his body, he would have been in the flames of ashes.

"The rules of the game are a fight to the death in a world of ashes." Akhtar's voice came from the flames, "Only the living can leave."

The water god holding the trident curled his lips and asked, "Why not fight in the sea?"

(End of this chapter)