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Chapter 205 Partner, do you want to be my partner?
"Partner, you have great legs." Ximu lay on the bed with his face buried in the pillow, allowing the little mare who had turned into a human form to step on his back with her straight and slender legs that she was proud of.

In fact, he didn't have any problems with his waist and back. At the level of a demon, any problem could be recovered quickly.

But the absence of problems doesn't mean he can't enjoy himself. Since the little mare has long white legs, it would be a waste not to enjoy herself. Anyway, there is nothing to do today unless he wants to go out and trigger a side story.

But that would be too much trouble, it would be better to just spend time and chat with the mare.

"These are the fastest legs in the world." The little mare snorted proudly and stepped harder on Akhtar's back, fully touching his broad and strong shoulders. Although she knew that Akhtar was not tired and did not need her help to step on his back, it was Akhtar who bought her the golden apple.

This is an extremely precious fruit even in the high heavens, and it is a precious item that ordinary people cannot afford to eat in their entire lives.

"No, they are the most beautiful legs in the world." Ximu retorted, and then he felt the jade feet stepping on his back stiffen slightly, and his movements became unnatural.

The little mare's vision began to wander. She felt that Akhtar's words suddenly became a little ambiguous, which made her realize that her relationship with Akhtar was a little ambiguous. A single man and a single woman were in a room with the windows covered by curtains, and their bodies were still in close contact.

The atmosphere suddenly became hot and ambiguous.

"In terms of leg shape, Missy's is not bad either." She raised her hand and gently gathered the long milky white hair by her ear, subconsciously trying to change the subject.

Otherwise, in such an ambiguous environment, the situation is really... a bit dangerous. It's not that she hates Akhtar, but she is very self-aware. If she dares to have a relationship with Akhtar, then her competitors may be the strongest Valkyrie Misty, Princess Yasraqi of a country, and possibly the witch who controls destiny.

No matter how you think about it, it's a tragic ending.

Moreover, the world is about to be burned to ashes. If Akhtar accidentally gets her pregnant, she will have to hold her immature child and be burned to ashes together. That would be too tragic.

So she doesn't want to get pregnant by Akhtar yet.

"My partner's legs carry me around the world, this is different." Ximu smiled, feeling the jade feet on his back suddenly become much gentler.

The young mare pursed her lips and said sadly: "I can no longer keep up with you, nor can I fight with you."

After Akhtar became a demon, she discovered that her speed was not enough to provide any help to Akhtar, and at best she could only be a bystander.

The only way to help Akhtar fight is to reach the level of a witch, but there are very few people in this world who can reach that level.

And it was obviously impossible for her to reach the witch's territory.

"Then partner, do you want to be my partner?" Ximu asked with a chuckle, and immediately felt the jade feet on his back stop.

The little mare's beautiful eyes widened.

"What's wrong, partner?" Ximu seemed not to notice and asked the mare who was stepping on his back, "Are you feeling embarrassed?"

"...Choose me as your partner?" The little mare felt her heart beating very fast, and her straight legs felt a little weak.

She never expected that Akhtar would invite her to be his partner. This was really... a little unreal, almost like a dream.

In this world, it is not only gods who have the system of partners. If you can become a demon, you can also find a partner. However, partners are limited to one person only. No matter whether you find a partner or become a partner, you are not allowed to support becoming a partner with others.

Therefore, if Akhtar wants to maximize his benefits, it would be most appropriate for him to choose to become the Witch of Death or the partner of the Goddess of Life.

Otherwise, you have to choose someone who is valuable enough to be your partner, such as a powerful Valkyrie like Misty.

And no matter how she thought about it, it shouldn't be worth that much.

"My partner is the person who has been with me the longest, right?" Ximu said. "Neither my master nor Leticia has been with me as long as my partner. The person who knows me best in this world must be my partner."

is that so.

The little mare felt a little dizzy. She was indeed the person who had been with Akhtar the longest, but she would not say that she knew Akhtar best.

She has always felt that she cannot understand Akhtar. Perhaps only Hecate, the witch of fate, can see through Akhtar completely.

She was very self-aware. After realizing that Akhtar's teacher was the Witch of Fate, she knew that she had always been played in the palm of Akhtar's hand. It was just that Akhtar was so skilled that she never felt uncomfortable, so she never thought of resisting.

Now even if she felt uncomfortable, she had no way to leave Akhtar.

"The prerequisite for becoming your partner is that I must catch up with you." She whispered, stepping on Akhtar's back, "I may not be able to catch up with you."

In theory, she has witnessed Akhtar's growth and most of his words and deeds. She is the person who knows Akhtar best in the world and the most suitable person to be Akhtar's partner.

But she knew very well in her heart that there was no way she could catch up with Akhtar.

I never really understood Akhtar as a person.

"Partner, are you trying to say that you don't understand me?" Ximu's voice suddenly became lost, which made the little mare stunned for a moment, and then she felt a sense of guilt.

As someone who has been with Akhtar, it is indeed a bit... hurtful to say that I don't understand him.

But she really couldn't understand Akhtar as a person.

"You have a better choice." The young mare whispered, not very confident in herself. She immediately noticed that Akhtar had turned over, causing her to fall unexpectedly, with her butt directly pressed against Akhtar's lower abdomen.

"Partner, do you want to be my partner?" Ximu asked bluntly, his eyes so strong that it seemed to penetrate the little mare's evasive heart.

There was silence.

“If I can do it.” The little mare turned her head away and clamped her long legs together unnaturally. Through the close contact of skin, she could feel the softening heat emanating from Akhtar’s body.

"But you're a little hard to understand. Even if we can't be partners, you can't blame me. And Mist and Hecate, if they want to cause trouble for me, you have to help me stop them and don't let them...beat me."

"You have become my partner." Ximu stretched out his hand and lifted the little mare's hair, revealing her red face. "Mist should not be able to beat you. As for Teacher Hecate, she should not care about such a small matter."

"It's not necessarily that my apprentice would be at peace with himself if he found a horse as a companion," the filly whispered back.

Ximu smiled and said, "Then I will protect your safety. Is that all right?"

"Yes." The little mare agreed. There was no way she could refuse Akhtar's invitation.

Of course, she also knows that being partners does not mean being husband and wife, but being partners usually means that both parties are on the same path and are like-minded and understand each other, which can easily transform into... lovers, or even a husband and wife relationship.

Even if it cannot be achieved in a short period of time, after thousands of years... tens of thousands of years, or even a hundred thousand years, both sides are on the same path, and sooner or later there will be a chance for sparks to fly.

.........

hell.

The hell system, which was supposed to be closed, is now open, and the gods can enter at will with just a little application.

After all, there is no point in closing.

"How miserable, God of Hell." The God of War put his hands in his pockets and landed on a mountain of squirming flesh. He then turned his head to ask the God of Dreams beside him, "Is there no way to save the God of Hell?"

"If the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Death join forces, the state of the God of Hell can be reversed." The God of Dreams yawned and explained to the God of Hell, "But the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Death cannot spare any help. We must guard against the Witch of Creation and the Witch of Death."

"Then we can only wait until the war is over." The God of War sighed regretfully, feeling sorry that the God of Hell could not enjoy the upcoming unprecedented war.

In response, Dream God rolled his eyes, as if he had guessed what the God of War was thinking, but he had no interest in exposing it.

"The person you are looking for is not allowed to leave Hell for too long. The limit is only one hundred years, which is considered a special permission."

"In fact, one year is enough." The God of War grinned and looked at the thin young man walking towards him in the distance. He was wearing a horned helmet and holding a stone axe. His aura gave people a dangerous and crazy feeling.

Five hundred years ago, a warmongerer, because his country was controlled by finance, caused bread to cost as much as fifty gold coins each, thus starting a war that affected the entire world, and countless people died in this war.

And this seemingly thin boy gradually went from being a hero in people's eyes to a devil in people's eyes.

But this doesn't matter to the God of War.

This young man is the one who has gone the furthest on the road of war. He is also a true genius. If it were not for the limitations of his soul, he would have become a true demon, possessing the same powerful strength as a god.

"Ha~ Why did you come to me?" The young man wearing a horned helmet came in front of the God of War with an unhappy expression on his face. "Have you encountered a difficult enemy and need to rely on my strength?"

"Yes, I need your ability." The God of War frankly admitted that his ability could increase his strength to an unprecedented level, but he was weak in power confrontation, so he needed to gain the power to confront Akhtar's power.

And this means that he needs to find a partner, someone who can walk the same path as him, so that he can solve the lack of power.

"Is he a very strong guy?" asked the young man wearing a horned helmet. He had been following the footsteps of the God of War, but later discovered that the God of War was a guy who could not comprehend the concept of war and was not as far along in the war path as he was.

If he could become a demon, he would definitely spread the war to the heavens. Not only would the human world be dragged into the flames of war, but even the gods in the heavens would not be able to escape.

The God of War is simply a coward who only dares to incite his followers to fight while he just watches from the sidelines.

This is what he said about the God of War.

"Very strong, abnormally strong." The God of War admitted very frankly, "That guy can use his own abilities to bring three dangerous powers to the extreme: the power from the Witch of Death, the power from the Goddess of Life, and the power from the Flame of Ashes. An ordinary god would probably be destroyed in one move."

After he saw with his own eyes that Akhtar used his abilities to create three corresponding rules of the game, he immediately realized that Akhtar was very difficult to deal with.

With that ability, Akhtar can unleash three abilities at partner-level power, and those three abilities are inherently the most dangerous powers in the world.

So he needs to be prepared to deal with Akhtar's power.

"Then I refuse." The boy wearing the horned helmet suddenly showed an extremely malicious smile and approached the God of War. "If I could hear the news of your death, I would be extremely happy."

"What if that man dies and war breaks out in the sky?" The God of War whispered to the boy, "That man is not a simple person. His death will ignite the fuse of a world war."

"The one who ignited the fuse of World War?" The boy wearing the horn helmet was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Is that girl a femme fatale?"

"He is quite handsome, and is especially popular with women." The God of War touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "If that guy was replaced by a woman, he would probably be a very remarkable guy. He might be considered to have risen to fame by selling his body."

"Okay, I promise you." The young man wearing a horned helmet smiled heartily and agreed to help the God of War.

"You extremists are really dangerous." Dream God shook his head and disappeared on the spot as a shadow.

There was speculation that Akhtar was in danger in the sky, which would completely trigger a world war. He had already guessed it when the God of War came to demand the person.

And he chose... to help. Those damn witches had hurt the goddess of death, and they must pay the price.

……

...

Three days later.

God is dead.

This piece of news spread like a storm throughout the heavens, and then the news about the murderer was also leaked.

It was Akhtar who was invited to the high heaven.

The deceased was the goddess of pleasure. She invited Akhtar to her home for love, but was ruthlessly stabbed to death by Akhtar with a sword. Afterwards, her body was burned to ashes by the flames of death.

Fortunately, before her death, the Goddess of Pleasure passed on the news, letting the God of War, the God of Fighting, the God of Thunder and other gods know that the murderer was Akhtar, who brutally killed the Goddess of Pleasure when no one was around.

"You used your clone?" Bleifer asked Akhtar, who was drinking tea leisurely, expressionlessly, "You had a tryst with the Goddess of Pleasure in private, and then you killed her?"

Ximu asked calmly, "Do you think I am worthy of the Goddess of Pleasure?"

Of course I don't like it.

Bleifer raised her hand to cover her forehead and let out a tired sigh. She had been staring at Akhtar. She was sure that Akhtar had not left, and she also knew that Akhtar would not be interested in a dissolute guy like the Goddess of Pleasure.

"So this is a setup against you?"

"It's great that the God of War can use his brain." Ximu smiled, "I'm looking forward to their subsequent performances."

Brefel: “…”

When someone accuses you of murder, don't look so happy. A little anger will make her feel at ease.

(End of this chapter)