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Chapter 252: Desperate Difference

"Come and have a cup of tea." The Witch of Death placed four cups of hot tea on the table, and her eyes swept over Akhtar, the Plague Goddess, Leticia, and the Shark Girl Cassutus in turn.

She held the tea tray in her arms.

"I won't disturb your gathering. I'm going to take a shower first." After saying that, he turned and left, but after taking a few steps, he walked back.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he picked up a cheese bread from the table and left in a hurry without staying for a moment.

"After getting caught in the rain, it will be more comfortable to take a bath first." Ximu picked up the teacup on the table and smiled at Leticia, "Do you want to take a bath first?"

"It's okay. I won't catch a cold because of the rain." Leticia shook her head slightly. She possessed a certain degree of magic power and would not catch a cold because of the rain, unless she fell into a weak state and was then drenched by the heavy rain.

"She won't catch a cold." The Plague Goddess said with a smile, and no one questioned it at all. As the Plague Goddess who controls diseases, she manages all diseases in the world. After she said that Leticia would not catch a cold, it became an fait accompli.

"Is this a favor from the Plague Goddess?" Ximu said jokingly, and then the Plague Goddess smiled, took out a long piece of bread from the table, and pointed it at Akhtar's cheek like a sword.

"If you must talk about favors, you have the favors I have given you."

"When did it happen?" Ximu asked while biting off the bread that was pointing at him. The Plague Goddess rolled her eyes when she heard this, took back the bread that was pointing at Akhtar, and tore it into two halves.

After handing half of the bread to Akhtar, he said:
"As the Lord of Ashes, can you not be aware of the grace you possess?"

"Maybe it's because your favor is too insignificant." Ximu said nonchalantly while eating half a bun.

The Plague Goddess' cheeks puffed up slightly, and then she chuckled: "Is this why the Lord of Ashes has always withheld his favor?"

Originally, she hadn't noticed that Akhtar held a favor with her, but they had been too close to each other recently, and occasionally there was negative distance contact...well, negative distance refers to feeding, and fingers accidentally touching lips.

This made her realize that Akhtar was in her favor.

Obviously, all the graces of the Witch of Death were burned to ashes, but her grace was preserved because it was inconspicuous.

It’s quite interesting to think about it.

"I just forgot to burn the grace you gave me." Ximu looked at the Plague Goddess smiling, "I will burn your grace when I have time."

"Do you still need time?" The Plague Goddess smiled slightly, covering her lips. "I didn't expect that Akhtar, who seemed to have nothing to do, was so busy at work."

Ximu took a bite of bread and said, "Maybe your favor is not as important as me eating bread."

The Plague Goddess showed a surprised expression, covered her lips with her slender hand and said, "I didn't expect that their favor was so important."

Something's not quite right.

The shark girl Kashut's tail was slightly curled. Although she could not see Lord Akhtar, she could sense that the Plague Goddess was relaxed and casual. It was obvious that she had a very close relationship with Lord Akhtar, otherwise they would not have been able to joke with each other.

But is this a bit too intimate?

"Lord Akhtar, have you been living here recently?" She chose to interrupt, but her eyes fell on Leticia who was sitting elegantly and drinking tea silently.

It was as if he was telling Lord Akhtar not to neglect his legitimate girlfriend.

"Yes." Ximu's attention was diverted, and his gaze fell on the shark girl Kashute, and then on Leticia. "In order to avoid the plague and... regret, I chose to come to Lionheart City to save the Plague Goddess."

He took a sip of tea.

"Remember when we escaped from Lionheart City?"

Leticia nodded gently and said, "It was because the death of the Plague Goddess caused a huge disaster, so we had to race against time to escape from Lionheart City."

"If we hadn't had the protection of the hood given by the Plague Goddess, we would all have died in Lionheart City." Ximu said, looking sideways at the Plague Goddess, "So in order to prevent her from being killed again, I intervened a little."

The Plague Goddess smiled and explained to Leticia: "If Akhtar hadn't informed me in advance, I would probably have been captured by the Witch of the Clone and become the original dead god again."

"Really?" Leticia raised her hand and gently brushed the hair by her ear. She looked at the smiling Plague Goddess with a gentle smile, "It's great to see that you are safe and sound."

After understanding the whole story, she understood why Akhtar stayed with the Plague Goddess. It turned out that it was to make up for the regret in his heart.

She and Akhtar were able to leave Lionheart City alive thanks to the precious items bestowed by the Plague Goddess.

Otherwise, there is no way she and Akhtar would have gotten away alive.

"But the danger still exists." The Plague Goddess continued to explain, "Since she can't capture me, the clone witch will attack the sickness and death witch and use her power to bring down the plague."

She fixed her eyes on Akhtar.

"That's why I live with Akhtar, to prevent the sick witch from being... killed."

Believe it or not.

Shark girl Kashut curled the corners of her mouth. She witnessed the Plague Goddess's reaction throughout the whole process. It would be more accurate to say that she stayed for Akhtar rather than to protect the Witch of Death. Protecting the Witch of Death was just an excuse for the Plague Goddess to convince herself.

"With Lord Akhtar protecting us, there's no need for you to stay and protect the Sick Witch, right?" she asked.

The Plague Goddess sighed upon hearing this, stared at Akhtar beside her and said:
"Lord Ash Lord doesn't seem to intend to protect the Sick and Dead Witch, so I can only protect the Sick and Dead Witch myself."

Shark girl Kashut showed a skeptical expression: "Is that so?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Akhtar." The Plague Goddess's eyes fell on Akhtar. She explained so much just to prevent Leticia from misunderstanding that the reason she lived with Akhtar was not because she had any deep relationship with Akhtar, but mainly to protect the safety of the Witch of Death.

"That's right." Ximu admitted frankly, "I have no reason to protect the Sick and Dead Witch. If she is captured by the Clone Witch, it can only be said that it is the inevitable development of this era and an attempt made by past heroes to defeat me."

His voice was too calm.

"I will not stop the heroes of the past from growing, even if the means they used were not very bright."

The atmosphere became slightly tense.

Such cold words are different from Akhtar's previous heroic side and are filled with a cold sense of rationality.

The Plague Goddess expressed her inner thoughts: "Now you look at things more like an omniscient god."

She turned her head to look at the drizzle outside the window.

"The perspective is not about a specific individual, but about the survival of a world and the continuation of a race. No matter how humans fight and struggle among themselves, as long as they can achieve the corresponding goals, the final result will be... good."

Ximu said calmly: "If I interfere too much and don't allow any tragedy to happen, then what's the difference between humans... no, this world and the puppets in my hands? What choice to make is the choice of the creatures in this world themselves."

"In a way, you are now more like a god than I am." The Plague Goddess commented like this, but she did not blame Akhtar. She could understand Akhtar's choice. When Akhtar was in the position of the Lord of Ashes, he would inevitably undergo a corresponding change in his thinking and look at the world from a corresponding position.

And Leticia, who was listening, finally noticed... the abnormality, the desperate difference. She and Akhtar were almost unable to understand each other. A choice that seemed cold and cruel to ordinary people might be seen as kindness and respect by Akhtar. This was due to the difference in status and strength between the two parties. If the Plague Goddess had not talked to Akhtar, she would not have been able to quickly understand Akhtar's current transformation.

God loves the world, but not specific... individuals. Perhaps God loves the human race and hopes that the human race will keep moving forward. As for the wars and disasters caused in the process, that may be from God's perspective.

It's no different from the fatigue humans feel after exercise.

"Since Lord Akhtar is stronger, he is naturally more like a god than you." Shark Girl Kashut said as a matter of course. She did not feel that there was anything wrong with Akhtar's choice because Akhtar had no such obligation.

Now Akhtar can give everyone a chance, which in itself is an almost saintly mentality.

Otherwise, the more beneficial option would be to simply crush everyone to death.

"Now Akhtar even has believers." The Plague Goddess smiled and looked into Akhtar's eyes and asked, "Are those captured Dusk believers going to be released?"

When she was fighting with the witch clone, she captured the Dusk believers who broke into the duel arena and they are now imprisoned in the prison of Lionheart City.

Ximu thought for a moment and said, "There is an interesting little fellow among them, so let's let them go."

"Then don't let them continue to kill innocent people." As the Plague Goddess said this, she conveyed her will to her believers, asking them to release the imprisoned Dusk believers instead of executing them directly.

But Ximu shook his head when he heard this and said, "If they kill innocent people indiscriminately, then it is only natural for them to be killed."

The Plague Goddess said: "Now you are the object of their faith."

"Believe it or not is none of my business." Ximu said indifferently. He didn't care much about faith, unless someone suddenly appeared and caught up with him and had an extremely firm belief in him, then perhaps he would pay attention to him.

……

...

Lionheart City.

dungeon.

The heavy iron door slowly opened, and light poured in like a tide, washing away the darkness in the room, revealing old walls buried in darkness, and a dwarf loli lying on the ground and snoring.

The guard walked into the room and knocked on the ground with his spear. The sound woke up the dwarf loli.

"Go out."

"Go out?" The dwarf Loli rubbed her eyes and asked the vigilant guard, "Are you crazy?"

"It was an order from above." The guard explained, "I heard that it was because of a hostage exchange."

The dwarf loli showed an expression of enlightenment, and then saw the guard threw a bunch of keys, which fell next to her.

The guard took a defensive stance.

"Untie the handcuffs yourself and leave the dungeon in peace."

"Yes, yes, yes." The dwarf loli did not refuse. She picked up the key, unlocked the handcuffs, and calmly walked out of the cell.

But in the moment he brushed past the guard.

"Awoo!" She struck a scary pose and imitated the roar of a tiger, scaring the nervous guard so much that he took a few steps back. Then, before the guard could react, she hurriedly ran out of the cell.

……

...

After leaving the dungeon.

The dwarf Loli came to an inn and saw Hercules, who was sitting on the steps at the door of the inn with his hands on his knees.

"Collect and split the demon's soul fragments?" The dwarf Loli asked in a puzzled tone, "What's the point of reviving him?"

The world is already in a state where demons are everywhere. You may encounter demons in any country. Although their number is not as large as that of gods, they are not extremely rare. There is no use in dividing up the demons now.

Hercules took out a cigarette from somewhere, rubbed it lightly with his fingers, lit the flame, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and then took a deep puff. With his strong lung capacity, he smoked the whole cigarette in one go, and then exhaled a long breath of smoke.

The dwarf Loli pinched her nose and took a few steps back, frowning as she looked at Hercules who was spewing out long puffs of smoke, waiting for him to explain the reason.

"It's the order of the Saint of Dusk." Hercules had a strange expression. "I heard that the Segment Demon is known as the most powerful weapon and killed the God of Omniscience once. We need to revive the Segment Demon, and then..."

The dwarf Loli suddenly realized: "Then make it into a weapon."

"I don't know if it's intended to be made into a weapon." Waving his hand, Hercules stood up slowly, "But the Dusk Saint attaches great importance to the resurrection of the Segment Demon. It seems that she intends to use him to complete some plan."

"Any clues?" The dwarf Loli nodded. She was too lazy to think about what the higher-ups were planning to do. She just had to follow orders.

Hercules shook his head when he heard this: "The Twilight Saint is not the only one who knows the future. Many people are now collecting the soul fragments of the demon. Now no one knows who has the soul fragments of the demon."

The dwarf loli's expression fell: "So we need to slowly look for it...right?"

Hercules nodded, then rubbed the dwarf loli's head, said "come on" and left.

……

...

The country of Fenrir.

underground.

Half buried in the soil, the demon's body was cut apart like a stone statue, and the Fate Saint holding his soul fragment asked:

"Ha, I killed the God of All-Knowing?"

"To be more precise, it was you who turned into a long sword and killed the God of All-Knowing." Suna explained seriously, "You... are very special."

The Segment Demon said in a tone full of doubt: "So you are here to revive me?"

"We are not here to revive you." Suna turned to look at the dwarf master beside her, "We are here to take your body away and make it into a weapon."

Divide the Demon: "..."