Chapter 178 The Divine Placenta Belonging to the Omniscient God?

Open the window.

Suna looked at the scenery outside the window. The heavy snow that drowned the world disappeared, as if there was some source of heat, fighting against the risk of drowning the world.

That was the monster Typhon, a terrifying existence that seemed to be a mixture of countless monsters. Her mere existence changed the climate, as if to make the "world" adapt to herself.

Normal people usually put on more clothes when facing severe cold weather, but the monster Typhon was not like that. She chose to interfere with the world itself and let the temperature reach a level that made her feel comfortable.

This is the horror of the monster Typhon. The mixture of millions of monsters represents her bloodline of millions of monsters, and naturally also means that she has nearly millions of means. Even if she uses them unconsciously, she can transform the world.

Unfortunately, it is a mixture after all. Although it is very powerful to describe, if the opponent is replaced by the goddess of death, the situation will be different.

The monster Typhon, who stretched out his hand towards the sky, was split into two halves by a deep darkness, and his huge body collapsed on the ground, but he was not dead unexpectedly. He still maintained a strong vitality, and buds appeared on the wound, allowing the split body to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was really a monster, able to face the knife of the goddess of death without dying.

And at this moment.

"Bang!" The sound of the door was pushed open, and Suna turned her head and saw Akhtar in silver armor walking in.

She said in advance as if predicting: "You are planning to go to hell and rescue the soul of the little dragon princess Evelyn, right?"

Ximu was slightly stunned, and nodded: "Suna, have you returned from death?"

"The God of Hell suddenly killed me." Suna's delicate face was a little puzzled, and she explained to Akhtar, "After seeing the woman's arm stretched out from the void, he killed me without hesitation."

"Will the God of Hell be afraid of women?" Ximu was puzzled, and Suna rolled her eyes and explained:

"Let the God of Hell fight the Witch of Death."

"In other words, only the existence of the same level as the Witch of Death can scare the God of Hell?" Ximu analyzed calmly, "Have there been witches of the same level as the Witch of Death in history?"

Creation Witch.

Without anyone answering, Suna and Akhtar looked at each other and immediately got the answer. Only the Creation Witch who trained the gods as pets was qualified to stand on the same level as the Witch of Death.

"But the Creation Witch in the records is dead." Suna recalled the records in the history books, "The gods tricked the Creation Witch into a lifeless world, pierced the heart of the Creation Witch with a sharp blade made of death, and burned her body to ashes with heavenly fire."

"There is no point in discussing this, that is something the gods should worry about." Ximu shook his head, but saw Suna showing him a subtle expression.

She pointed behind Akhtar.

"The woman's arm that stretched out from the void was touching your face."

"..."

Ximu's expression froze.

"Are you still going to hell now?" Suna asked softly, "If that woman has bad intentions, then your situation will be bad."

"Of course I have to go." Ximu answered, and then added before Suna was about to persuade, "But I have to find an insurance."

He turned his head and muttered.

"I didn't want to be a gigolo."

"Being a gigolo?" Suna was slightly stunned, and then saw Ximu pointing outside the door and taking her to a private room.

On the way, Suna took this opportunity to tell Akhtar in detail what happened in hell, including meeting with the former White Dragon Queen and the challenge of the twelve layers of hell.

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Walking through the corridor.

After Ximu opened the door, he saw Eden sitting dignifiedly on the sofa, holding a cup of steaming black tea in one hand, with a hint of surprise in his emerald green eyes.

Before she could ask.

"Eden, can you accompany me to hell?" Ximu asked seriously, and the atmosphere froze.

Suna raised her hand to cover her face and couldn't help but turn her cheek away. She could understand what Akhtar meant, but it was really too strange to say it like this.

In response, Eden calmly drank the black tea in the cup, put the teacup on the table, and nodded gently:

"Okay."

"Then there is no time to lose. The specific situation will be discussed in detail after we go to hell." Ximu nodded slightly, and took the two to find the Witch of Death and open the passage to hell.

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Silence.

Silence.

Silence.

"Why do I feel the atmosphere is weird?" Suna approached Akhtar and asked in a low voice, glancing at the Death Witch and Eden who were looking at each other.

She felt a sense of oppression that was almost suffocating.

"It seems that this is the first time they have officially met." Ximu explained in a low voice, "It's normal for them to look at each other."

Aren't you afraid that they will fight?

Suna thought silently, but didn't dare to say it out loud, otherwise if they really fought, the situation would definitely not be inferior to the battle between the imaginary witch and the goddess of death.

After a while.

The Death Witch withdrew her sight, opened the portal to hell, and then cast her eyes on Ximu, saying calmly:

"If you encounter a risk that cannot be resisted, wait for me to unlock the seal next time before dealing with it." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned into a light blue flame and disappeared on the spot. She was about to unlock the seal of her body, but who would have thought that she would encounter a forced time reversal. Although her memory was not affected, she needed to unlock the seal again.

Of course, this is not a bad thing. With the experience of unsealing the seal last time, the speed of unsealing the seal this time will be faster.

"Let's go." Ximu exhaled, jumped down the Death Witch without hesitation and opened the dark tunnel. Eden and Suna followed closely.

Passing through the darkness, a white light lit up at the end of the horizon.

Then he saw the main city of the White Dragon Clan. Below was a white-haired wife enjoying afternoon tea in the garden. She looked up at the sky, and her red eyes reflected the three people falling from the sky. She was confused. Why would the sky fall living people?

Before she could figure it out.

"Bang!" Ximu fell to the ground, and the stone slabs on the ground cracked and spread like a spider web. Suna and Eden who fell later seemed elegant. They just flashed and appeared in the same place, as if they were moving in space.

"I was wondering when I could see you." The white-haired wife was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, "I didn't expect that Mr. Akhtar would appear directly in front of me from the sky."

"Madam, the matter is very urgent." Ximu said concisely, "Can you give me the coat of the dead that you prepared for me?"

He moved his wrist.

"I want to go to the bottom of hell to bring out Evelyn's soul."

"Although I don't know how Mr. Akhtar knew about my preparations." The white-haired wife shook her head, "But now there is no way to go to the depths of hell through the hell tunnel. Not long ago, the hell passage was urgently closed. No one is allowed to go to the bottom of hell, even if you put on the coat of the dead, it's useless."

"..." Ximu subconsciously looked at Su Na when he heard this. The situation was a bit beyond their expectations. There should be existence in hell that can resist the influence of time reversal, otherwise the tunnel to the bottom of hell would not be urgently closed.

"Can you tell us what happened?" Ximu retracted his gaze and asked the white-haired wife.

"The Hell Tunnel was closed very hastily." The white-haired wife shook her head gently and explained to Akhtar, "But I heard that there was... unusual movement at the bottom of Hell, so the God of Hell had to rush to the bottom of Hell to suppress the unusual movement."

"It's really bad." Suna whispered softly. The most ideal situation at present is to seize the time to sneak into the bottom of Hell, rescue the soul of the little dragon princess, and then immediately escape from the scope of Hell.

As for the witch who broke free from the seal, it is naturally left to the gods of Hell to worry about. They can't let them deal with the sealed witch.

"If we can't go to the bottom of Hell as soon as possible, even Evelyn's soul will be lost." Ximu sighed in distress, making the white-haired wife who had always remained calm anxious.

She quickly got up and grabbed Akhtar's hands.

"Excuse me, what does this mean?"

"If the crisis at the bottom of hell is very serious," Ximu explained, "it may affect Evelyn's soul."

"What should we do?!" The white-haired wife became even more anxious. She had not thought that her daughter's soul would be in danger before, mainly because there was no concept of death in hell. However, thinking of the crisis that the gods of hell had to be prepared for, it was possible to break the rules set by the goddess of death.

"Catch a hell apostle and try to force him to open the hell tunnel." Ximu gave an answer.

But the white-haired wife shook her head:

"If the authority is blocked, even if the hell apostles do not go to the bottom of hell, only the gods of hell can go to the bottom of hell at will."

"Does that mean we have to force the gods of hell?" Ximu thought about it, glanced at Eden beside him, and then forced himself to withdraw his gaze.

If Eden was asked to capture the gods of hell, it would not be difficult. However, Eden's identity and position meant that she could not do such a thing.

"If you just want to go to the bottom of hell, I have a way to open an unrecorded hell layer." Eden raised his hand to gently gather the hair beside his ear, facing the surprised eyes of everyone, and calmly explained, "This is the only hell layer I have the authority to open freely. You can go to the bottom of hell through the unrecorded hell layer."

"The unrecorded hell layer, it can't be..." Before she finished speaking, Suna quickly closed her mouth. She didn't dare to mention the omniscient god, but she was qualified to have a secret hell layer, so her first reaction was the omniscient god.

But what kind of hell layer is qualified to be the god placenta of the omniscient god? Just thinking about it feels impossible.

"It's not his god placenta." Eden seemed to understand Suna's thoughts and explained softly.

But Suna didn't want to know this information at all.

"Although I don't know the specific situation, I think you should have found a way, right?" The white-haired wife closed her eyes, as if she was communicating with something. A moment later, a red dragon woke up in the sky, and then fell from the sky and turned into a human form after landing.

"Tesmaer, he is the former Red Dragon King of the Red Dragon Clan." She explained to Akhtar, "As long as you put him on, you can disguise yourself as the dead in hell."

"Understood." Ximu nodded, and overlapped the bodies of the former Red Dragon King and successfully put on the dead man's coat.

The white-haired wife smiled when she saw this, raised her hand and gently placed it on her chest, and asked Eden and Suna, "Who of you wants to wear me?"

Originally, she had no way to go to the bottom of hell, but after discovering that Akhtar and others had a way to open the secret layer of hell, she naturally had to follow Akhtar to the bottom of hell.

She is Evelyn's mother. If she has a chance to save her daughter, she will never miss it.

"I don't need the coat of the dead." Eden shook his head gently, and the white-haired wife naturally looked at Suna.

"Then you can only choose me, right?" Suna smiled and walked towards the white-haired wife. The two bodies overlapped, as if wearing exoskeleton armor, covering up Suna's original appearance.

However, what was revealed was not a cold machine, but a wife with a slim figure and gentle temperament.

"The increase in strength is so huge." Suna felt her current strength and found that with her current strength, she could kill her previous self with one hand.

This does not mean that she was weak before, it is simply that the white-haired wife is very strong, which gives her the power and magic of a dragon.

Compared with the human state, it is naturally completely different.

"It's great that Miss Suna likes it." Suna said with a smile, and then she suddenly covered her mouth. She found that the control of her body did not seem to belong to her completely, and the white-haired wife possessed her could also affect her body.

[Please don't worry, if you feel uncomfortable, you can always cancel the state of fusion with me. ] A gentle female voice came to Suna's mind.

"It's okay, it's not a serious matter." Suna shook her head gently. Although she was a little surprised, she didn't find it difficult to adapt.

And she hadn't experienced such a full-level big power, how could she choose to untie the state of fusion.

"Eden, please." Ximu asked sincerely, and then saw Eden's cherry lips moved slightly, chanting a spell that was difficult for humans to understand, and then he felt his feet empty, and the whole person fell down.

The black hole in the garden disappeared in a moment.

"Oh no, they've already left!" The figure of the dream god suddenly appeared. Looking at the place where Akhtar stood before, he discussed with the God of Hell and found that the Creation Witch suddenly woke up and could accurately locate the direction to the bottom of hell. That was because there was life coming to hell, so it was locked by the Creation Witch and descended to hell along the locked direction.

This is why the Creation Witch reached out and touched Akhtar's cheek. It was not because the Creation Witch coveted Akhtar's beauty.

It was purely using Akhtar as a signpost.

At the same time.

On the other side.

The secret hell layer.

"Is this the placenta of the god of omniscience?" Su Na stood in the cave, looking at the murals on the wall. The rough painting skills showed the backwardness of the current civilization and it was impossible to have any connection with "omniscience".

"It's just connected." Ximu reached out and touched the mural, and gently rubbed the stone wall on the wall with his hand. This stone painting describes the process of the gods suddenly coming and teaching them to plant, fish, and build houses.

And that god was, as expected, the God of Omniscience.