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Chapter 249 Changed Beliefs

early morning.

A ray of white light overflowed from the end of the mountains, like a knife that had been polished to perfection, cutting through the darkness that enveloped the world.

"Bingsi, are you planning to watch the duel?" Ximu put down the spoon and asked the sleepy Bingsi Witch not far away.

Today is the date of the duel between the fake Akhtar and Grace, which has attracted a large number of spectators and even the attention of the gods.

however.

"I have no interest in dueling." The Witch of Death yawned and her eyes fell on the Plague Goddess across the table. "You should go with someone who is interested in dueling."

The Plague Goddess was slightly stunned when she heard this, then she smiled and explained: "I am not really interested in duels, I am just interested in the brilliance of humanity displayed during duels."

“Everyone who’s interested in duels likes to use this rhetoric.” The Witch of Death rolled her eyes, her voice showing no respect for the Plague Goddess at all.

But this was not something unexpected.

In the background setting of the Death Witch, the Death Witch was originally a Madonna-like figure who was very good at various healing magics and possessed extremely amazing talents. But unfortunately, she was in the period of plague and had to watch her friends around her die of the plague, but she was powerless to do anything.

For this reason, the Witch of Death continued to study healing magic and research the plague, hoping to find a way to resolve the impact of the plague.

And in the process of continuous research and rescue, the Witch of Death discovered that her treatment methods... were meaningless. Even if she found a way to cure the plague, the plague that had infiltrated people's bodies would immediately change, causing the methods she had worked so hard to research to become ineffective, and there was no way to save anyone at all.

This is a power that comes from the conceptual level and cannot be solved by research alone.

Therefore, the research direction of the Witch of Death changed from studying how to cure the plague to how to possess the power to fight the concept of "disease".

And it is natural that she successfully gained the power to fight the disease. The Sick Witch became the Sick Witch because of her obsession with the concept of disease and her in-depth understanding of the plague.

From a doctor who saves lives to a witch who inflicts disease.

However, by manipulating the concept of "disease", the Witch of Death does have the ability to prevent people from getting sick again, and in theory can solve the crisis of plague from the root.

However, after the Witch of Death saved several countries, she was attacked by a coalition of churches on the grounds that she deprived people of their freedom to die, forcing people who could have gone to hell to continue to suffer in the world.

This led to a drastic change in the mentality of the Sick Witch who came to Valhalla after her death, from wanting to save the people who were suffering from illness to the idea that their life and death had nothing to do with me and I should live purely for myself.

This is also why the Sick Witch is so cowardly. She is now living purely for herself and will not abandon her life for any noble ideals.

As long as you live well, that's enough.

"Then you can stay." Ximu did not force her. He stood up with his hands on the table and said to the Sick Witch:

“Don’t go out casually, otherwise you might encounter danger.” After saying that, he left the mansion with the Plague Goddess.

Does this imply that there is no danger if you don't go out?

The Sickly Witch looked at the two people who were leaving. Although she had no intention of leaving the mansion, she knew that she was the target of the Clone Witch. So, was what Akhtar said a hint to her that as long as she stayed in the mansion, she would be safe?

……

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Duel field.

Ximuruo was sitting in the audience when he saw the Plague Goddess next to him handing him a bag filled with biscuits of different shapes and flavors.

The duel is about to begin.

"Have you heard?" Someone nearby was discussing. A man with a green cockscomb hairstyle said to his friend with a red slicked-back hair next to him:

"After Akhtar successfully rescued the princess, he also successfully helped the princess restore her country and pulled out the sword of light that only a righteous person can pull out, but the price was that he was infected with the fire of Surtur."

He had a look of regret on his face.

"That man will die soon."

"It's just a possibility in the future." The man with the red slicked-back hair rolled his eyes and explained to his brother:
"When the prophecy clearly stated, the direction of fate was deviated, and the original tragedy could not happen anyway."

The man with the green cockscomb thought for a moment, then patted his friend on the shoulder and said:
"I heard that Princess Leticia appeared in Lionheart City."

"Are you here to find your hero?" The man with the red slicked-back hair showed a curious expression, and saw his brother shaking his head with a very subtle expression.

"I heard that Princess Leticia brought a group of people to block the door of the man who called himself Akhtar, and beat him to his knees and begged for mercy."

"I suddenly feel that the tickets are a bit expensive." The man with the red slicked back hair twitched his lips, and he began to regret buying the tickets at a high price.

In response, the green-haired cockscomb man shook his head and smiled, his voice carrying a hint of arrogance: "That Princess Leticia is just a princess of a small country. It is impossible for her to come to Lionheart City in such a short time."

Even though he was just a low-level dishwasher in Lionheart City, he was still proud of being a member of Lionheart City, and did not look down on the remote and backward Iris Kingdom.

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at the same time.

on the other side.

"Is it really that serious to get so excited over a fake?" Shark girl Kashut crossed her arms with a serrated sword stuck at her side.

Theoretically, weapons are not allowed in the audience seats, but after she had a calm conversation with the higher-ups at the duel arena.

Weapons can be brought into the duel arena at will.

"He was able to hide his whereabouts and not expose himself as a fake." Leticia said calmly, her emerald eyes reflecting the duel field, "He must not be a simple person. He may be related to the devil or witch."

During these three days, they have been trying to find the person impersonating Akhtar, but they have never found him, even though the shark girl Kashut put a big knife on the neck of the duel arena owner, scaring him to kneel down and beg for mercy.

But no useful information was obtained.

"What's the point of doing this?" Shark Girl Kashute asked. After a pause, she raised her hand and pointed to the audience in the distance. "Ms. Leticia, there is a friend you know."

"..."

Letitia looked in the direction he pointed and saw Aslaqi and Siegfried sitting together, and their eyes met hers.

The two people's eyes met and then they waved to each other and said hello.

"That girl is Letitia, right?" Siegfried stroked his chin and asked his daughter who was smiling elegantly beside him, "You just want to steal her away?"

Aslaqi: “…”

"Sorry, sorry, I said the wrong thing accidentally." Siegfried smiled heartily and raised his hand to rub Aslaqi's head. "Since you are not married, there is no such thing as stealing someone's girlfriend." "Father, can you please stop trying to steal someone's girlfriend again?" Aslaqi suppressed her voice, feeling helpless about Siegfried's bad taste.

She slightly embellished her description of the future, but Siegfried was still able to keenly perceive the truth.

"If you can't face your own meanness, you won't be able to grow." Siegfried smiled and expressed his life experience, "Human desires have been turbid from the beginning and have never been truly clear."

After saying that, he pointed into the distance.

"That little dragon princess is also interested in Akhtar, right?"

Yaslaqi subconsciously looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a delicate-looking white-haired loli being protected by several powerful dragons in the center.

It is obvious that the identity is very complicated.

The white-haired loli turned her head as if she sensed something, met Aslaqi's eyes, and then they nodded to each other.

And right now.

The host of the duel arena came out. He was wearing a neat suit and a professional smile. He looked at the full auditorium and felt a little nervous.

It's not that there are too many people and I'm nervous. In fact, this kind of overcrowding is more than the first time. But it's a bit tricky to gather the audience this time, including the princess and king from the Sky City, the little princess from the Dragon Empire, and high-ranking figures from the Order of the Death.

They are a group of guys who cannot be offended.

If any problem arises during the duel, the crisis it triggers will definitely be beyond the scope of their own handling.

So there must be absolutely no room for error.

"I believe you all came here to confirm one thing." He said to the people present with a professional smile.

"Is the person participating in the duel Akhtar?"

The atmosphere became slightly tense.

The host of the duel arena shook his head and showed a helpless expression: "In fact, we don't know, and there is no way to identify it, but the destruction of the branch of the Twilight Cult and the victory over the monster are undoubtedly true."

He touched his chest and bowed.

"So no matter what the truth is, this duel is undoubtedly worth watching and will not disappoint everyone."

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere instantly became heated.

It doesn’t matter whether it is true or false. Everyone who comes here wants to have fun, and if the quality of this duel is high enough.

That is naturally a good thing.

The host of the duel arena breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his hand and pointed at the duelist entrance, saying loudly: "Next, please welcome the heroes who will defeat monsters and dusk believers!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a corpse wearing silver armor was thrown out, drawing a trench on the sand of the dueling arena until it stopped at the feet of the host of the dueling arena.

The atmosphere froze in an instant.

"It's a fake indeed." A dwarf loli came out with two hammers in her hands. She glanced at the confused host and said:

"Are you prepared to accept the price of pretending to be the Lord of Ashes?" Her twin hammers ignited in flames, and her smile turned dangerous at that moment.

"You are all going to die here."

Today, the Twilight Cult has begun to change its beliefs from the fire giant Surtur to the Lord of Ashes Akhtar. So when they noticed that someone was planning to impersonate Akhtar, it immediately stimulated the Twilight Cult's reaction.

That means anyone who goes to the duel will die.

"Wait, what does this have to do with us?" one audience member said in panic, looking around at the Dusk believers who appeared out of nowhere:
"We are just here to watch a show!"

"This is your death sentence." The dwarf loli said expressionlessly, "Why, is this kind of drama that offends the Lord of Ashes something you can watch?"

Speaking of which, she added another sentence.

"The Lord of Ashes who exists at the end of time is Akhtar. Since you dare to come and watch this duel, there is absolutely no reason for you to survive."

"What connection could there be?" someone said angrily, "Isn't the Lord of Ashes the fire giant Surtur?"

Suppose someone pretended to be the fire giant Surtur to participate in the duel, then of course they would not dare to come and watch, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

The dwarf Loli said calmly: "The Lord of Ashes has been replaced now."

Regarding the replacement of the Lord of Ashes, the Order of Dusk went to the Sealed Land to check and found that the fire giant Surtur was no longer the Lord of Ashes, but just a god infected with the Flame of Ash. Although the fire giant Surtur still had the idea of ​​burning the world, he was not the Lord of Ashes after all.

Therefore, it is normal for the Twilight Cult to change its object of faith.

From the beginning to the end, the true belief of the Dusk Cult was the Lord of Ashes who represented the Ragnarok of the Gods, not a specific person.

In the past, people believed in the fire giant Surtur mainly because he carried the power of Ragnarok.

Therefore, it can become a totem object.

"Can the Lord of Ashes be replaced?" someone raised the question, but the dwarf loli no longer had the intention to answer. She suddenly swung the flaming hammer in her hand, and it shot out like a cannonball.

"Bang!" A big hand grasped the attacking sledgehammer, and inserted five fingers into the sledgehammer, ignoring the burning ashes and flames.

"Are there people in the Twilight Order who have retained memories of the future?" Siegfried weighed the burning ash-flame hammer in his hand, which was not affected by the ash-flame at all.

There are many people in this world who are infected with the Ash Flame, but that doesn't mean everyone can use the Ash Flame to the point of burning gods to death.

The Ash Flame possessed by most Dusk followers is simply a more powerful flame.

"Maybe it's because the fire giant Surtur is too useless." A male voice came from the duelist entrance, and then a giant as big as a human walked out slowly.

He gives people an extremely strong feeling, like forged steel compressed into small pieces, full of toughness and explosive power at the same time.

The hero of the past, Hercules, possessed the ability to influence density.

"You will all die here, there is no doubt about it." Hercules looked at Siegfried coldly and flexed his wrist, "But you and Princess Aslachi will be able to leave alive."

"This is not the style of the Twilight Cult." Siegfried's expression became subtle. He did not expect that the Twilight believers, who were bent on burning the world, would treat him differently.

The reason was that his daughter knew Akhtar.

"But it seems that someone doesn't intend to let you kill people indiscriminately." He looked up at the sky, and saw a pair of hands covering the sky, as if holding the duel arena as a glass ball in the palm of their hand, and a pair of wine-red eyes could be seen through the fingers.

(End of this chapter)