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Chapter 88 Declaration of war on the whole world...

on the street.

Ximu walked towards the outside of the Black Rose Kingdom, with curses, begging, crying, and... prayers constantly echoing around him.

He didn't pay attention or care.

The words of this group of NPCs were not worthy of his investment in dealing with them. They were just inconsequential cutscenes anyway.

until.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, please wait." The obese man walked through the crowd and stopped in front of Xi Mu with a panic look on his face.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said anxiously:

"I... don't want to die here, please think again."

"..."

Ximu stopped, looked at the fat man in front of him, and said, "You should pray to the goddess of death instead of letting me think about it."

The fat man scratched his cheek, "But I'm not a believer in the goddess of death."

In the Kingdom of Black Rose, not everyone believes in the goddess of death, there are also believers of other gods.

And he believes in the God of Wealth and Contract. He can only respect the Goddess of Death, but has no fanatical belief.

So naturally there is no blind trust in the goddess of death.

"Really?" Ximu nodded, and then passed by the fat man without much conversation.

And at this time.

The doll girl on the clock tower looked at this scene and said with a smile: "Is this really a selfish idea? Is it natural for others to sacrifice?"

"..."

The fat man opened his mouth, but did not refute.

It wasn't that he couldn't say anything to refute, but that he didn't dare to offend the doll girl for fear of being killed in advance.

So he could only shut up.

And even if he didn't say anything, someone else would come forward and use a more shameless attitude to pester Akhtar and make Akhtar betray his beliefs.

And it seemed like a response.

"Akhtar, aren't you a hero!" A small stone came over and hit Ximu's armor, making a crisp collision sound.

Ximu ignored it and continued to move forward, but was blocked by a young woman wearing a formal dress.

"Are you really going to give up on all of us?" The young woman asked with fear in her voice, but Ximu didn't respond when he heard the words. He pushed aside the young woman's body blocking the way and continued walking forward.

However, when the young woman saw this, she hugged Ximu's back, her soft body pressed against her, and begged: "Please, as long as I can survive, I will do anything."

She bit her lower lip, pitifully.

"Even if you become the favor of a witch, I am willing to serve by your side."

"Shut up." A cold voice came out, and Sharon's figure appeared. She grabbed the young woman's back collar and tried to pull the shameless young woman away.

However, the young woman seemed to have expected it and hugged Ximu's back harder. Except for the fabric on the back being torn, she was not pulled away at all.

In response, Sharon showed a headache expression, and felt a little helpless when she saw the young woman's attitude that she would rather die than let go.

Her voice was cold, directed at the young woman...no, everyone.

"Even if Lord Akhtar agrees to become a witch's kinsman, there is no way to save everyone. If the witch of death wants to lure the goddess of death to appear, it is impossible to let us go."

"The hope the witch gives now will only give us greater despair later!" A well-founded rebuttal makes people feel that this is the truth.

However, when the young woman heard this, she didn't care at all. Instead, she put her arms around Akhtar's neck.

Regarding what Sister Sharon said, she had already thought about it, so she had to stick to Akhtar. As long as she became Akhtar's woman, she would naturally survive when Akhtar surrendered to the Witch of Death. .

After all, she was Akhtar's family member at that time.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, I am really willing to do anything!" She hugged him and kept pleading, leaning into Akhtar's ear to plead.

Sharon frowned when she saw this and tightened the scythe in her hand. The young woman seemed to be scared when she saw this, trembling, and then hugged Akhtar tighter.

Ximu sighed and said: "This... Miss, can you let me go? It's hard to walk like this."

The young woman was very cooperative after hearing this. She changed her arms from holding her neck to holding her arms, making Ximu's arms sink into her soft breasts, making it impossible to pull them out even if she tried to pull them.

Seeing this, Ximu shook his head, but did not refuse the young woman's advice and continued walking towards the outside of the Black Rose Kingdom.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to leave the Kingdom of Black Rose, just because there was the church of the Goddess of Life on this road.

Along the way, people cursed him and begged him louder and louder, until someone began to try to attack him and drag him to death.

However, those who tried to attack were all stopped by Sharon. After using cold methods to knock out several attackers, no one dared to use force.

After a while.

Outside the church, Eden and the little mare seemed to have expected it, waiting for the arrival of Ximu.

"Have you decided?" Eden asked Akhtar, who was walking towards him, and the little mare beside him also cast a questioning look.

In response, Ximu nodded and said:

"It's decided." He turned to look at the young woman holding his arms and said softly, "Can I go in and pray by myself?"

"..." The young woman hesitated and chose to let go of Akhtar's hand. She could feel that this man was... very sad.

She felt a little heartbroken just looking at it.

Ximu smiled when he saw this, and then walked into the church and came under the statue of the goddess of life.

I started praying... no, it would be more accurate to say goodbye.

After the gentle eyes fell on him, he began to tell his decision and said that this time he came to say goodbye.

Then there were some reluctant words, and the gentle gaze cast on him became gentler and... helpless.

It seemed that I was helpless and smiling about the choice of split wood.

"..." Ximu sighed, put down his clasped hands, and took a deep look at the statue of the goddess of life. Her slender waist and fruity figure were very memorable.

He turned around and walked out of the church.

The sunlight shines through the painted glass and falls on his body, revealing a sacred and sad atmosphere.

Say goodbye to God and go with the devil.

From then on, the righteous knight and the witch accompanied each other and embarked on a path that betrayed the whole world.

Step out of the church.

"Even if you become the favor of the witch, Akhtar, you are still my child." The gentle and tolerant female voice spread throughout the Black Rose Kingdom.

This is a certification from the Goddess of Life. Even if he becomes favored by the witch, the favor from the goddess of life still exists, and Akhtar is still favored by the goddess of life.

Ximu paused slightly as he was about to leave the church, then took firm steps. He seemed to have untied the knot in his heart.

With the words of the Goddess of Life, even if he accepts the power of the Witch of Death under everyone's gaze, he will not be characterized as a cultist and will still be a hero in people's eyes.

And he could feel that he was favored by the goddess of life in a deeper way.

Outside the church.

"Congratulations, Akhtar." Eden looked at the silver-armored knight who came out and smiled sincerely.

The little mare next to her was a little... subtle. She rubbed the ground with her hooves and felt a little unsteady.

When she met Akhtar, it must have been premeditated by Akhtar.

The man who dared to deceive even the gods and yet succeeded in deceiving her into a monster was not easy to catch.

However, Akhtar didn't seem to notice the little mare's helplessness. He touched the little mare's neck and smiled:
"Partner, send me to see the Witch of Death." After saying that, he sat on the back of the little mare and then flew towards the kingdom of dolls in the sky.

at this time.

Everyone in the Black Rose Kingdom, under the watchful eyes of all the cultists.

Akhtar came to the front of the Death Witch and knelt down with one hand on his chest. He lowered his head and paid allegiance to the cold and mysterious Death Witch.

"Lord Witch of Death, I am willing to be your... knight."

"It's really boring. I thought you were going to abandon everyone." The doll girl walked over with a smile and came to Akhtar's side. "Since you are willing to become the knight of the Witch of Death, then kiss... death The witch-sama’s feet, right?”

The atmosphere became stagnant.

Ximu raised his head and looked at the naked feet of the Death Witch, as if he was caught in a difficult tangle, and then he saw the Death Witch hiding her feet in her long skirt.

He looked up and saw the Death Witch extending her slender palm and explaining something to him.

"There is never a kiss of feet to pledge allegiance to this ritual."

"Yes." Ximu nodded, and then stood up. He held the palm of the Death Witch seriously and kissed it gently.

It is not an easy matter to have close physical contact with the Death Witch under normal circumstances. There are two opportunities for intimate contact in the game, one is to receive the highest level of death power, and the other is to enter into a marriage contract. The time of achievement.

However, as long as you deliberately create opportunities, for example, slightly tampering with the allegiance ceremony, from letting the Death Witch tap her shoulder with her sword to directly kissing the back of the hand, it is possible.

"From today on, you will be my knight of death." The Witch of Death calmly withdrew the kissed hand, then tapped Ximu's forehead with her finger, and wrote a spell, giving Ximu a deeper feeling. The power of death.

"This favor will take your life, let you die thirty days later, and transform you into my Knight of Death."

It's not a lie. If Akhtar doesn't try to extend his life, he will die in thirty days. This is the price of accepting the power of excess death.

But now that Akhtar has obtained the correctly interpreted Dragonborn magic, she doesn't need to worry. As long as Akhtar finds an opportunity to slay the dragon and seize the power of the dragon, she can continue her life.

So she doesn't need to worry about Akhtar's short life.

"Understood." Ximu nodded calmly, then stood up and came to the side of the Death Witch, like a real knight serving.

The doll girl clicked her tongue when she saw this, "You adapted so quickly. Do you really have faith in the goddess of life and the goddess of death?"

She naturally knew that Akhtar was the mastermind behind everything and was deeply favored by the Witch of Death, but Akhtar was indeed a believer in the goddess of life.

And this also led to her beginning to not understand why someone could be a believer of the Witch of Death and also a believer of the Goddess of Life.

Take her as an example. She also believed in gods in the past, but later in order to embark on the path of pursuing the ultimate doll, she abandoned the human body and could no longer accept the blessings of gods.

However, Akhtar broke this common sense.

Everyone knows that Akhtar is a person who has been granted permission by the goddess of life to retain the grace of the goddess of life even if he becomes a witch's dependent.

This...why on earth.

There are many people who think this way, especially the cultists. They begin to feel the imbalance regarding Ximu receiving the favor from the Death Witch.

Everyone is a believer in death, so why can Akhtar get the power of death personally given by the Witch of Death as soon as he pledges his allegiance.

But they don't get this treatment.

"Damn little pretty boy!" Someone gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, feeling very unhappy with Akhtar.

I wish I could accept the favor of the Witch of Death.

"Perhaps Akhtar has that...qualification." The bloody countess chuckled, smiling at the displeasure of the cultists.

"And doesn't Akhtar only have thirty days to live? Maybe this is the punishment in disguise from the Witch of Death."

"That makes sense." Someone nodded and admitted, feeling that what the Bloody Countess said was reasonable.

It is indeed a very sad thing to give a hero only thirty days to live, even though Akhtar may not have survived long in the first place.

What was originally a few years turned into thirty days.

sad.

"So, you have nothing to be jealous of." The Bloody Countess waved her hand and comforted her.

She is one of the few people who knows the inside story. Others think that Akhtar is a lucky person who was favored by the Death Witch for the first time.

In fact, people have been following the Death Witch for a long time, and they are also highly regarded by the Death Witch.

Although she also felt that she was calling Akhtar a pretty boy.

Maybe there's really nothing wrong with that.

And right now.

Ximu leaned slightly closer to the Death Witch and asked: "Lord Witch of Death, can you let the Black Rose Kingdom go?"

"Yes." The Witch of Death nodded calmly, then changed the subject, "But you need to do one thing."

Ximu asked: "What's the matter?"

"Declare war on the gods." The Death Witch's voice was calm, and she said words that were shocking, but after thinking about the identity of the Death Witch, it made people feel reasonable.

In this world... the only person who can clearly record being an enemy of the gods and has not yet been killed is the Witch of Death.

Although there are many amazing and beautiful witches and demons in history, they have all disappeared in the long river of history.

There are strengths and weaknesses here.

But it is certain that the Witch of Death must be a strong enough and significant enough existence.

After all she survived.

"...Okay." Ximu was silent for a moment, then looked up at the Black Rose Kingdom. He knew that the Black Rose Kingdom had attracted the attention of many gods, including the Goddess of Life, as long as he made a formal announcement.

The world will quickly collapse.

(End of this chapter)