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Chapter 275 Is there a blessing in the belly?

underground.

A wide testing ground.

Leticia stood alone on the gray floor, holding a spirally intertwined long sword in one hand, looking around at the groups of alchemical puppets coming from the surrounding passages, and took the lead in launching an attack.

The sword swung past, drawing a brilliant arc of light, and cut the emerging alchemical puppet in half. Immediately afterwards, the blazing ash flames burned the severed alchemical puppet. The whole process was smooth and there was no hesitation for a moment.

at the same time.

on the other side.

"How does it feel?" The Alchemy Witch stroked the transparent one-way glass and looked at the battle in the testing ground.

"Just judging by the technical growth." She withdrew her gaze and looked at Akhtar beside her.

She has done special research on Akhtar's growth trajectory. The reason why this man can grow smoothly is because he possesses extremely high fighting talent and can find a way to win as quickly as possible.

So she also trained Leticia's fighting skills.

"Do you want to train Leticia to be another me?" Ximu asked, and the Alchemy Witch scratched her cheek and smiled shyly. After her eyes wandered for a moment, she said:
"If Leticia can catch up with you, then I can consider giving Leticia the ability to adapt to the Ash Flame."

Ximu shook his head: "Since Leticia can adapt to the burning of the ash flame, then your Ark plan can succeed, right?"

"Since she is the partner of the Lord of Ashes, she should be a little special and naturally possess a certain degree of resistance, right?" The Alchemist Witch expressed her guess after seeing Akhtar's helpless expression.

She put one hand on her waist and explained with a smile:
"As long as we find a solution that seems possible, it is worth experimenting, because we need to seize any possibility."

Since Akhtar and Letitia slept in the same bed, the depth of their mutual understanding must be beyond the reach of ordinary people, so she would experiment with the mentality that it would not be a pity to give it a try.

"Then I'll look forward to your results." Ximu smiled, turned and left, and in a few steps he turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

The Alchemist Witch blinked, then hurried over to the white-haired girl, put her hands on her shoulders and asked:
"Did that man bless you last night?"

"What does this matter?" The white-haired girl took a step back, only to find that her shoulders were being held down by the Alchemy Witch.

"Did the Lord of Ashes leave a blessing in your belly?" The alchemy witch pressed the white-haired girl's lower abdomen with her other hand.

There was silence.

The white-haired girl pushed the Alchemist Witch away with a look of disgust, and then coldly suggested, "If you really want to obtain the blessing of the Lord of Ashes, I suggest you disguise yourself as me. Anyway, this is not technically difficult for my mother."

The Alchemist Witch was stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought. If she could directly study the abnormal information of the Lord of Ashes, or give birth to corresponding offspring, then perhaps she could find a way to adapt to the Flame of Ashes.

Then what about a white-haired girl going there... No, the Lord of Ashes would definitely see through her.

……

...

The wind blew past, raising dust on the ground.

The savior goddess stood in front of the heavy gate, looking at the alchemical doll holding her head and playing with it at the gate, with an expression that seemed to want to say something but was unable to.

Why would someone be so bored as to play with their own brain?

"A new dreamer?" The guard at the door connected his head, stretched his neck, and then asked in a nonchalant tone:
"Are you here to change your body, or are you just a traveler?"

"I'm here to look for someone." Jörmungandr stood up and described the person he was looking for.

The guard at the door thought for a moment:
"There are indeed such people recently, but they are all distinguished guests of the Alchemy Witch Lady, and they cannot be seen casually."

His pupils opened and closed, flashing like a camera.

"Wait a moment, we need to contact Princess Leticia, as long as..."

"No need." With a hand on the guard's shoulder, Ximu walked out out of thin air and smiled at the goddess of savior.

But before she could say anything, she was hugged by the savior goddess. She rubbed her face against Akhtar's chest, venting her longing.

Ximu raised his hand and stroked the head of the girl in his arms, then glanced at Jörmungandr and smiled:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jörmungandr opened her mouth. Through the words of the witch clone and the monster witch, she knew that the savior goddess teacher was the Lord of Ashes, a terrifying existence that would burn the world in the future.

And now this terrifying being greeted her warmly, and his words were very familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time.

After hesitating for a moment.

"I don't retain memories of the future."

"It's okay, I just remember you." Ximu stroked the girl in his arms and said to Jörmungandr:

"Your partner will be happy to see you, and you will have the opportunity to chat together more often in the future."

Jörmungandr opened her mouth and then nodded slightly. She originally thought that she was not even afraid of death, but when faced with such a truly great existence, she found herself unconsciously restrained.

Ximu smiled gently upon seeing this, then lowered his head to look at the student in his arms and said softly, "Let's go, let's go to another place to chat."

The savior goddess broke away from the teacher's arms, and the moment the teacher held her hand and led her away, the scenery in her eyes changed from the city gate to a warm living room. The whole switching process was so fast that people could not react.

Jörmungandr, who was standing still not far away, was surprised for a moment, but then he immediately calmed down.

In this world, powerful people can appear and disappear mysteriously.

"Sit down." Ximu pointed at the sofa, then turned to Jörmungandr and said, "Sleipnir is still sleeping in. He is in the bedroom behind you, and the door is not locked."

"Then we won't disturb you and your disciple from reminiscing about the past." Jörmungandr smiled and nodded, then walked towards the room behind him, tiptoeing lightly without making any sound.

The door opened gently and Jörmungandr walked in. A moment later, the screams of a mare were heard, followed by a series of fighting sounds.

Ximu glanced at the mare's room, then waved his hand gently, opened the door and then closed it, blocking out the noise of their fighting.

Normally, young mares are very quiet, but if they meet their sisters, they will become very lively.

"Teacher, I encountered something before I came to the Iris Kingdom." The Savior Goddess said softly:

“I met my teacher’s teacher.”

"Teacher Hecate." Ximu said softly, as if the name carried some magic, making the air in the living room heavy, as if something foreign was mixed in the air.

The savior goddess looked around and felt that something was wrong, but she could not detect anything unusual.

Until she saw Teacher Akhtar pick up the teapot on the table and pour a cup of tea for Hecate, the witch of fate beside her.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Ximu looked at the woman who appeared beside him. She was wearing a loose magician's robe, but it could not completely conceal her body curves, showing the elegance and mystery of a mature woman.

"The apprentice will not come to see the master." Hecate's voice was as gentle as ever, making it impossible to detect specific emotions.

She picked up the teacup on the table and rubbed the edge of the cup with her fingers.

"I can only find my apprentice myself."

"I also thought about going to the teacher right away." Ximu showed a distressed expression, "But the teacher has been locking himself in the cracks of time. It's obvious that he has something important to do. I can't disturb him casually."

"Is that so?" Hecate raised her hand to gently gather the hair beside her ear, then lowered her eyes slightly and said:

"I thought the apprentice had graduated and no longer needed to be his teacher."

"No one in this world would be willing to graduate from Teacher Hecate." Ximu smiled, "Teacher Hecate is not only beautiful, but also gentle, and she treats her disciples with the utmost love."

He asserted so.

"Anyone who wants to graduate from Teacher Hecate must be mentally ill."

"Why didn't I realize that you are so good at talking before?" Hecate sighed softly. The slight dissatisfaction in her heart disappeared under the sweet words of her apprentice, although she was very clear that Akhtar was coaxing her.

But Akhtar meant what he said.

The savior goddess next to him stared at the scene blankly, silently taking note of what Teacher Akhtar said.

This will definitely be useful next time. "It's just what I thought." Ximu smiled, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
"But there is a reason why I should meet others first." He looked at the curious eyes of the Witch of Fate Hecate and explained, "If there is no way to cross the Ragnarok, I hope to say goodbye to them one by one."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

The savior goddess took a sip of the teacup. She wanted to leave the living room and talk to Sleipnir.

The atmosphere here is a bit depressing.

"Savior, go and play with Sleipnir." Ximu suddenly spoke, which made the savior goddess breathe a sigh of relief. She quickly drank the tea in the cup and ran to Sleipnir's room.

"Disciple, this simulation world is what you prepared for the new world model, right?" Hecate, the Witch of Fate, asked directly, "Have you found a way to save the world?"

Ximu nodded gently: "As long as I can exert the power of the player to the point where I can surpass the Lord of Ashes and create something out of nothing."

He looked at the ceiling.

"The crisis of Ragnarok will be resolved."

"Surpassing the Lord of Ashes?" The Witch of Fate fell into thought, "Is there any power in this world stronger than the Lord of Ashes?"

Ximu smiled and said, "Theoretically, there is a stronger force."

Hecate did not refute this fantastic idea, but instead seriously asked Akhtar what he planned to do and what the so-called stronger power was.

Chatted for a long time.

Ximu's sitting posture also gradually changed, from leaning against the sofa, to slowly leaning on Hecate's shoulder, and then resting his head on Hecate's knees as if he was disgusted with the discomfort.

The two sides are still talking about the deepest secrets of this world, which will determine what the future of this world will look like.

But just looking at their postures, it is definitely not serious at all, it is more like lovers... or mother and son sitting together and chatting.

The door of a room not far away was gently pushed open, and the goddess of savior quietly peeked in, looking at the scene where the witch of fate Hecate and teacher Akhtar were getting along, and found that the master and disciple could get along so closely.

Well, I can definitely use it next time.

Ximu yawned and looked at the savior goddess who was peeping at him not far away. Perhaps he felt that this sleeping posture did not suit the image of a teacher, so he turned over lazily and faced Teacher Hecate's soft belly.

Not looking at the savior goddess means there is no gaffe.

Hecate looked down at Akhtar, who was resting on her knees, facing her abdomen, and could clearly feel the heat of Akhtar's breath.

"If one day I do something extremely treasonous," Ximu suddenly asked, "Teacher, can you forgive me?"

Hecate, the witch of fate, touched her apprentice's head and asked, "Does it mean burning the world?"

Ximu didn't answer.

Hecate paused slightly when she saw this, stroking her apprentice's head, then returned to her normal state and said softly, "Wait for me to find the correct destiny, and then you can do whatever you want."

"Then teacher, perhaps you can only find the correct destiny by going to the outside of the world." Ximu said that there is an inevitable destiny in this world, that is, Ragnarok will inevitably come. Although the form of Ragnarok will be different, the fate of Ragnarok will inevitably come.

"Is there another world outside this world?" Hecate asked, and then she heard her apprentice describe the scenery of different worlds, although most of them sounded like a story.

But if there is another world outside this world, then no matter how bizarre the scenery is, it is possible that it exists.

Moreover, she heard a kind of expectation in her apprentice's tone. Her apprentice was looking forward to the scenery outside the world.

……

...

Hecate and Akhtar chatted for a long time, the setting sun outside the window turned dim, and it was so long that even the savior goddess lost interest in eavesdropping.

In a bright room.

The savior goddess lay on the soft bed, ignoring Sleipnir and Jörmungandr who were fighting next to her and almost stripped naked, until a piece of black lace underwear fell on her face.

"Sleipnir, you are so arrogant about everything!" Jörmungandr covered her plump breasts with one hand and her lower body without underwear with the other. She glared at Sleipnir with messy hair and also covered her hand to look at him carefully.

The eyes of both sides showed no sign of weakness.

The savior goddess silently took off the black lace underwear covering her face, handed it to Jörmungandr, and said, "Do you want to put it on?"

"Yeah." Jörmungandr took the underwear handed to him and found that it had been torn and could not be put on.

"There are clothes in my room." Sleipnir stood up and took out a few sets of clothes from the closet.

There is no shortage of clothes at the Alchemist's place. As long as a doll is created by the Alchemist, a quick body check will give relatively fitting clothes. Her figure is similar to Jörmungandr's.

"It's a bit tight." Jörmungandr put on his clothes and touched his buttocks. "Sleipnir, have you grown in size?"

Sleipnir said calmly: "You are just too skinny."

Jörmungandr was silent for a moment, then changed the subject. She looked at the Savior Goddess and asked, "Savior, how did you accept the Lord of Ashes as your teacher?"

Sleipnir also looked at her curiously. She understood the significance of the birth of the Savior Goddess, but she never thought that the Savior Goddess could threaten Akhtar's safety. If she were in her prime, that is, when she was Akhtar's partner, she was confident that she could kill the Savior Goddess with one blow.

At that time, she was a woman who truly mastered the power of killing gods.

"At that time, I didn't know that the teacher was the Lord of Ashes." The savior goddess sat up, leaned her back against the headboard, hugged her knees with her hands, and showed a nostalgic expression.

"The teacher didn't tell me his identity at first. It was only when I heard the Plague Goddess calling the teacher's name and learned the prophecy of the three goddesses of fate that I found out that the teacher was the legendary Lord of Ashes."

Sleipnir asked, "Angry?"

The savior goddess shook her head slightly and asked back: "I am the savior goddess, but I am also the teacher's student. There is no conflict."

Jörmungandr asked doubtfully, "But aren't you destined to transcend Ragnarok?"

If it were her, she could chat and laugh with Akhtar until the arrival of Ragnarok and then fight with all her might, but it is impossible for the savior goddess who was born not long ago to be so mature.

For the newly born savior goddess, Akhtar is everything to her and the only home she can return to in this world.

Killing Akhtar would undermine all of that.

"It is the duty of the saviour goddess to save the world. If she cannot even save her own teacher, then there is no point in saving the world." The saviour goddess expressed her thoughts, "Killing the teacher will not save the world. Ragnarok still exists. The only way to save the world is to free it from eternal reincarnation."

She hugged her knees.

"So I have already decided that I want to save the world, but I also want to save my teacher and completely end this eternal cycle of reincarnation."

Sleipnir subconsciously wanted to laugh, but looking at the girl hugging her knees with a serious expression, he found that he couldn't laugh at all. This girl was really that stubborn and wanted to do something that even Akhtar couldn't do.

"That's really not a funny answer." She whispered, but her opinion of the savior goddess changed drastically.

This seemingly young and innocent savior goddess possesses beliefs that transcend her. She is willing to fight against the gods for Akhtar, but she would never think of saving Akhtar and the world at the same time.

That was impossible because if even Akhtar couldn't do it, then there was no way she could do it.

But the savior goddess had this idea.

"What a surprising answer." Jörmungandr flicked his green hair. "I am increasingly looking forward to what you can achieve."

The savior goddess blinked her eyes and said, "Aren't you laughing at me?"

"Why are you laughing?" Jörmungandr asked in confusion. The savior goddess scratched her cheek and said in an embarrassed voice, "Because the sick witch sister laughed at me and rolled over on the bed, holding her stomach. She thought my idea was naive and that I would actually want to save everyone."

Jörmungandr frowned and asked, "How did that woman deny it?"

The Savior Goddess recalled what the Sick and Dead Witch said: "For any dream or wish, it is best to understand the consequences and be prepared for the consequences of the dream being shattered. Otherwise, don't easily confirm your dream."

Her voice became softer and softer.

"Saving everyone doesn't mean that everyone will be grateful for your saving. They might even resent you even more and want to kill you out of anger. So it's more important to protect yourself first and the people around you."

"As for saving the world, just do it as it comes,"

(End of this chapter)