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Chapter 257 Death is not unacceptable
"Well, let's fight first." The Alchemy Witch supported her chin lightly with her fingers, but her eyes were looking at her daughter beside her... no, you can also say her clone.

"I understand." The white-haired girl sighed softly and walked to Leticia's side to explain, "Mother wants to judge your aptitude and your use of the Sword of Light through battle, so as to formulate a customized plan."

Leticia did not refute, her eyes fell on Akhtar for a moment, and then she left with the white-haired girl and walked through a heavy metal door.

The style here is very alchemical, with alchemical props everywhere, giving a sense that modern technology is forcibly interpreted as alchemy.

However, in reality, the Alchemist Witch's use of alchemy is more like having an idea in her mind and then directly materializing it for use.

In theory, as long as there are no problems with the technology and materials, the alchemical props created can be used.

"I have to make it clear in advance." The Alchemy Witch suddenly turned around, holding her chest which was slightly heaving with both hands, and said with a vigilant look:

"Although I can't see you, you are not allowed to take this opportunity to do anything to me, or I will blow up the alchemy workshop."

"As expected of the famous Alchemy Witch, you can even discover my presence." Ximu chuckled, came behind the Alchemy Witch, leaned close to her crystal ear and whispered softly, "Don't worry, I am more interested in your daughter."

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

The Alchemist Witch's eyes widened slightly, and then she suddenly looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a vague figure beside her.

This man is most likely the Lord of Ashes, but his exact form of existence is still unclear. Is he casting a ray of will into the past through the Sword of Light, or is he an incarnation of the Lord of Ashes?

Of course, it is also possible that someone is playing the Lord of Ashes.

"Am I not more attractive as a mother?" The Alchemy Witch put one hand on her waist and looked at the blurry figure with displeasure.

In response, Ximu laughed and said, "Your daughter has experienced more years of accumulation. Her charm is not comparable to you who died early."

The Alchemist Witch's expression froze.

Could it be that early death is a deduction for her charm? Not long after she became the Alchemy Witch, she knew that her life would not last long, so she hurriedly created an avatar, the white-haired girl, hoping that she could become her continuation.

At that time, she was less than 200 years old, which was considered a very early death.

"I would also be hurt if someone said that." The Alchemy Witch muttered softly. She also discovered that the personality of the clone she created was completely different from her past self. Not only was her character cold, she was also very good at taking care of people, giving people the illusion that she had become a nanny.

This development made her deeply aware that the replica was not herself after all.

The gentleness hidden under her cold appearance is completely different from the extreme indifference under her lively appearance.

"The Alchemist Witch is not a woman who would get hurt easily." Ximu suddenly praised her, leaving the Alchemist Witch stunned.

But she did not feel happy about it. According to the information she collected, in the battle of burning trees before the time went back, the Lord of Ashes was madly killing gods within his sight, and then praising the gods who came to die.

So you must not brag too much about the Lord of Ashes.

"Do you want to go watch Leticia fight?" The Alchemist Witch chose to change the subject. While taking Akhtar to the training ground, she asked Akhtar:
"Do you think that by studying the power of the Lord of Ashes, we can create an ark to sneak into a new world?"

"It is impossible to do this with the existing materials in the current world." Ximu gave the answer calmly. He also wanted to see what the Alchemy Witch could do.

The Alchemist Witch raised her slender white hand and clenched it into a fist: "That means we must create a material that goes beyond what is currently known in the world, right?"

The most suitable material she could think of at the moment was the Philosopher's Stone. By combining all the elements in equal proportions, she could create an ultimate substance that could basically meet the needs of alchemy.

But this shouldn't be able to withstand the process of burning the world.

"If you can do it." Ximu said so, and the Alchemy Witch smiled when she heard it, put her hands on her hips, and slightly puffed out her chest:

"Such a difficult thing is worth looking forward to, isn't it?"

Ximu did not attack. He and the Alchemy Witch came to a glass window. Looking down, he saw Leticia waving the Sword of Light and fighting with the alchemy puppet.

Judging from a normal person's perspective, he is very good. Not only can he make decisions on the spur of the moment, but he is also very good in mentality and technology.

however.

"Is this the extent of your talent?" The Alchemy Witch showed a disappointed expression. She expected Leticia to show amazing talents, but now she has only shown talents that are considered good in the human world. For a witch, this is no different from having no talent at all.

"This makes it challenging, isn't it?" Ximu's eyes fell on Leticia who was fighting in the training ground. He remembered that when he met Leticia in the first round, he originally thought she was a traditional NPC princess character, but after her body was healed, she showed strength stronger than that of ordinary players.

Although it's only strong for a period of time.

"Then I'll try my best." The Alchemy Witch raised her hand and rubbed her temple. She had to be careful in her next experiment. She had to do it while ensuring Leticia's safety, otherwise it would easily cause unnecessary crisis.

"Then I'll leave her to you." Ximu nodded slightly, then turned and walked out of the alchemy workshop.

The Alchemist Witch looked sideways:

"You won't say goodbye to her?"

"I'll be back in the evening." Ximu waved his hand with his back turned, then turned into a shadow and disappeared.

There are many people in this world who he knows. Now that he has dealt with Leticia's affairs, he can free up his hands to deal with other things.

……

...

After the test.

The white-haired girl handed out a towel and let Leticia wipe the sweat off her cheeks. Then she calmly told Leticia her analysis.

And at this time.

The Alchemy Witch came over, squatted down in front of Leticia, and then reached out and touched Leticia's lower abdomen:
"Have you ever considered giving birth to the Lord of Ashes' child?"

Leticia: "..."

"If we can have a child with the Lord of Ashes, we might be able to do a deeper study on the nature of the Lord of Ashes' power." The Alchemy Witch said seriously, "This is to save the world."

"Bang." The white-haired girl hit the alchemist witch's head expressionlessly. What weird thing is this woman talking about?

"If you don't want to, forget it." The Alchemy Witch rubbed her head, not caring about her daughter's offense. She stood up and smiled at Leticia:

"The man who followed you has left, maybe..." Before she could finish her words, Leticia shook her head slightly and smiled at her.

"You only have three years left in this world. If you don't hurry up and say goodbye, you may never have another chance in the future."

She was also clear about the current situation. If no one could transcend Ragnarok, then everyone would be burned to ashes. And if someone transcended Ragnarok, it would mean that Akhtar would most likely... die.

Either way the ending is terrible.

So in the three years when Akhtar only had time to say goodbye to someone familiar, she had no reason to stop him.

Of course, if there hadn't been Ragnarok, her thoughts would have been different, but now she could undoubtedly accept Akhtar going to say goodbye to everyone he knew one by one.

And Akhtar may not be going to say goodbye to someone, he may be guiding the trajectory of fate. "Yes, you humans are quite playful." The Alchemy Witch nodded slightly, not bothering to care about insignificant things. Although this world has basic moral values, for many nobles and royal families, let alone insignificant things like cheating, there may be incest between father and son.

It's like the priest knows that he shouldn't assault little boys, but in reality it is extremely common.

……

...

Lionheart City.

The delusional demon walked barefoot on the ground, but his magical feet were not stained with any dust, as if he was an angel walking on earth, until a dwarf fell drunk in front of him and stopped him from leaving.

He squatted down and helped the dwarf up.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No." The dwarf replied, "I just feel... that life is very meaningless."

"It's meaningless?" The delusional demon helped the dwarf to sit on a bench by the roadside. Seeing this, the dwarf smiled and took a big gulp of wine.

"I have spent my whole life learning forging techniques, only to find out that this world could burn to ashes in just three years."

He leaned back in his chair and looked at the blue sky.

“I’m running out of time to realize my dreams.”

The news that the world will be burned to ashes in the next three years has spread throughout the world, and it also provides an explanation for why so many demons and witches have descended to fight against the crisis of Ragnarok.

In the past, witches and demons descended into this era in order to find a way to defeat Ragnarok.

But no one knows whether there is a chance of winning.

And if there is no way to defeat Ragnarok, then all the forging techniques he has learned in this life will not be put to good use.

In such a situation, living a life of drunkenness and dreams is more meaningful.

The delusional demon was silent, looking at the pedestrians passing by on the street, and found that most of them had pessimistic expressions, and the air was filled with restlessness and pessimism.

This is inevitable.

"Do you want to realize your own value?" He suddenly asked the dwarf, his eyes calm and full of compassion, "You don't mind dying for it?"

The dwarf fell silent, looking at the blue sky. "I would rather die than have no room to apply what I have learned."

The delusional demon nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand, "As long as you hold my hand, you can fulfill your wish, but the price is... death."

"Are you a devil?" the dwarf asked, and saw the man with long white hair beside him nodded slightly. He hesitated, stretched out his hand, and held the other's outstretched hand.

His consciousness became dizzy at this moment, the white-haired man beside him suddenly disappeared, and the pessimistic atmosphere in the air also disappeared.

All news about Ragnarok disappeared.

The world was still moving forward normally. The dwarf suspected that he was dreaming. He then continued to move forward according to the inertia of the identity assigned by society, until a hundred years later he became a famous dwarf master and died contentedly with praise.

at the same time.

reality.

The sky is dim.

The delusional demon withdrew his hand. The dwarf beside him had lost his breath of life and his body was old and unrecognizable, as if everything in the dream had materialized into reality.

"What an interesting ability." The God of War put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the crowd. He looked at the Delusion Demon with interest and said:
"Are you killing people or saving people?"

"I am both killing and saving people." The delusional demon asked, feeling the gods surrounding him:
"They surrounded me just for a dwarf. Are the gods finally willing to work?"

"It's not enough for us to kill a dwarf." The God of War's eyes turned cold. "It's just that the goddess of fate has issued a decree that you may cause the world to enter destruction prematurely, so we need to get rid of you."

The delusional demon was silent for a moment, then turned to look to the side, only to see the Plague Goddess and the Death Witch also came out, obviously not intending to give him any chance to escape.

He said helplessly:

"Can you tell me how I will cause the world to be destroyed early?"

"The three goddesses of fate didn't say it clearly." The Plague Goddess spoke softly, her slender fingers gently brushing the black hair beside her ears, glancing at Akhtar who was hiding beside her, and then her expression became serious:

"But I think you should know why you are causing the world to be destroyed."

The delusional demon stood up and asked the surrounding gods: "What kind of death is correct?"

The streets suddenly became eerily quiet.

The pedestrians that were there suddenly disappeared, as if the Lionheart City was separated from its residents, and several hidden gods also appeared.

They stood in different directions, blocking the escape direction of the delusional demon, obviously wanting to kill the delusional demon.

"My judgment is that everyone voluntarily accepts death." The delusional demon stretched out his hand. "If everyone voluntarily accepts death, even if it's only for a moment, then for each individual, it means that the value of their life has been fulfilled."

“Death is never a scary thing. What is scary is not being able to accept your own death. What is scary is not being able to fulfill the meaning of life that you have given yourself. If someone can fulfill the meaning of life that he has given himself.”

“Death is not unacceptable.”

This guy is really dangerous.

The Plague Goddess suddenly realized why the three goddesses of fate asked them to deal with the delusional demon in advance. If the delusional demon is allowed to continue to act, it may not only cause one death, but may also lead to large-scale deaths.

That's not because of the ability of the paranoid demon, but the idea of ​​the paranoid demon is very dangerous in the context of Ragnarok.

"Only the strong have the power to realize their ideals." The God of War didn't seem to listen and suddenly threw a punch.

"Boom!" The entire Lionheart City collapsed in an instant, and the shock wave spread to several nearby cities. Smoke and dust rose like a mushroom cloud.

However, such a terrifying circle did not cause any deaths. There were no residents in either Lionheart City or several nearby cities.

Mirror world.

I don't know when a god has turned the world upside down, reflecting a mirror world without life.

Fists down.

The God of War looked at his bloody fist, then looked at the delusional demon in the pit and found that he was not hurt.

Someone took action at a critical moment to protect the safety of the delusional demon.

(End of this chapter)