Chapter 181 Goddess of Death, Save Me

Ximu frowned subconsciously, his eyes locked on the birdcage in the hand of the God of Hell, as if he was planning to snatch Evelin's soul.

The God of Hell doesn't care about this, even though Akhtar has the grace of the Death Witch and can theoretically cause harm to the gods.

But that's just theory.

"There is no loss for you in this transaction." He looked at Akhtar's indifferent expression, "We just want to borrow the ability of the Saint of Destiny, and you can successfully rescue the little princess we miss."

"That makes no sense at all, right?" Ximu's voice was cold, "With the strength of the Creation Witch, she will not be affected by the return of death."

"As expected, you know the true ability of the Saint of Destiny." The God of Hell smiled, waved his big hand, and saw two chairs and a round table appearing in front of him.

He sat down and picked up the teacup on the table.

"The Witch of Creation is about to break through the seal. We need the ability of the Saint of Destiny to reset the seal, thereby delaying the time for the Witch of Creation to break the seal."

"The memory of the Creation Witch will not be affected by the return of death, but will be unlocked faster due to the accumulation of experience." Ximu analyzed calmly, trying to make the God of Hell give up using Suna's ability.

In response, the God of Hell shook his head:

"The creation witch is not the only one who can resist the influence of death's return. The Death Goddess can also resist the influence of death's return. She can also accumulate experience."

He explained it this way.

"The goddess of death fighting in this world has an overwhelming advantage. As long as she is given enough time, she can defeat the imaginary witch and the color witch."

Ximu reacted after hearing this: "Then the goddess of death can return to hell as soon as possible to seal the witch of creation?"

"This is the most ideal situation." The God of Hell took a sip of tea and explained in a calm tone, "If the Goddess of Death has not solved the imaginary witch and the color witch before the death of the Saint of Destiny reaches the limit, she can also directly notify The goddess of death returns to hell and seals the witch of creation first.”

Although it is important to deal with the witches in the world, it is obviously more difficult to create a witch sealed in the bottom of hell, so he would rather give up solving the witches in the world and let the goddess of death return to hell to seal the witch of creation.

Otherwise, if the Witch of Death and the Witch of Creation unite, they will be the greatest threat to the gods in high heaven.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Ximu fell into deep thought. He had no intention of abiding by the alternative choice provided by the God of Hell. He just had to give a tangled response at this time.

"Don't worry, you still have time to think." The God of Hell is very calm and believes that Akhtar will make the right choice, because this deal is really a good deal. As long as he hands over the Saint of Destiny, he can get The soul of the little dragon princess.

Although this seems like betraying the Saint of Destiny, the Saint of Destiny's good impression of Akhtar is nothing more than coaxing him after his death.

The Saint of Destiny will not really die anyway.

"Suna did not go to hell with me." Ximu answered, looking at the stunned expression of the God of Hell, "I will not use my friends as trading tools."

The God of Hell's expression turned cold: "Is this your choice?"

"Instead of asking me to hand over Suna, you can also choose to contact the three goddesses of destiny." Ximu said calmly, "As long as the three goddesses of destiny give an order, Suna can immediately launch a death return."

Because it's very embarrassing.

The God of Hell silently thought that if he ran to ask for help from the three goddesses of fate at this moment, he would definitely be laughed at by the gods in high heaven.

Originally, after he artificially triggered the return of the Saint of Destiny from death, his best choice was to ask the Goddess of Death for help, so that the Goddess of Death could return immediately to seal the Witch of Creation.

But he chose to rely on himself to suppress the Witch of Creation, hoping to delay until the Goddess of Death would deal with the witches. However, the Witch of Creation was more difficult to deal with than he expected. Even with the help of a seal, he could not suppress the Witch of Creation for too long.

That's why he wanted to use the Saint of Destiny to trigger the return of death, thereby changing his plan and no longer trying to suppress the return of the Witch of Creation on his own.

Instead, he directly invited the goddess of death back.

"Hell and heaven are two relatively independent systems." He explained to Akhtar, "If you directly request the three goddesses of fate, there will be many problems involved."

"Then can you give Evelin's soul to me first?" Ximu stretched out his hand, "I will appear in this world to find Suna."

The God of Hell had a subtle expression: "After resetting the death and returning, I will directly let the soul of the little dragon princess leave. There is no point in taking the soul of the little dragon princess now."

"I just want to see Evelin's soul." Ximu tilted his head slightly and said something that he didn't even believe, "I have no memory after returning from death, so I want to get in touch now..."

"After taking the soul of the little dragon princess, you just ran away, right?" The God of Hell twitched the corner of his mouth, "Akhtar, has anyone ever said that you are not good at lying?"

Ximu didn't answer.

"It doesn't matter even if you don't agree. I will still ask the three goddesses of destiny to ask the Saint of Destiny to commit suicide." The God of Hell said lightly, "But this way you won't be able to save the soul of the little dragon princess."

He stared at Akhtar's face.

"It's a very simple choice, isn't it?"

"What if I don't want to choose one of the two?" Ximu asked coldly, and the God of Hell smiled. The prerequisite for not choosing one of the two is that Akhtar has the strength, otherwise he can only follow the rules set by the strong. Rules for action.

"Understood." Ximu breathed out and left the Twin Towers. The departing figure stretched so long that it happened to cover the birdcage that held Evelin's soul.

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Shortly after leaving the Twin Towers.

"The God of Hell is willing to let Evelin's soul go." Ximu casually swung the sword of death and killed the incoming silkworm chrysalis, saying as if to himself, "But the price is to hand over Suna. "

"Is the God of Hell planning to kill me?" The surrounding air suddenly distorted, and Suna and Eden appeared.

"Isn't that natural?" Ximu raised his hand to lift the hair from his forehead, his expression was terrifyingly cold, "But the promise of the God of Hell is meaningless."

"It doesn't matter if you just hand me over." Su Na shook her head gently. She had died many times, and naturally she didn't mind dying a few more times now.

However.

"It is inevitable for the Witch of Creation to get rid of the seal. Even if it can be prevented once or twice, there is no point," Ximu analyzed calmly, "The Witch of Death has been unsealed. She will definitely find a way to rescue the Witch of Creation, and the God of Hell will also I will definitely rely on your ability to try until you can no longer activate your ability.”

He asserted to Suna.

"You will be used until you die."

Su Na: "..."

This is the inevitable result, no... to be more precise, it is what will inevitably happen after her ability is exposed.

If you want to undo the mistakes that happened in the past, you will want to kill her again and again until she can no longer return to death.

"I don't want to hand you over, but I also want to take back Evelin's soul." Ximu smiled and came to Suna.

He stroked Suna's delicate and pretty face.

"But you won't just listen to me, right?"

Of course not.

Suna opened her mouth. She could not allow a dangerous existence like the Witch of Creation to appear. Otherwise, if the Witch of Creation and the Witch of Death united, a more brutal war would definitely break out.

"So, just have a good sleep." Ximu's hand caressing her face suddenly knocked on Suna's neck, knocking her unconscious.

In order to prevent Suna from being awakened by the three goddesses of fate, the sleep prayer was specially imposed, causing Suna to fall into a forced sleep.

at the same time.

In this world.

"What's wrong?" The White Dragon King turned his head and looked at the tears falling down his daughter's pretty face. His eyes revealed confusion. He had always protected his daughter's safety. No one had ever done anything to his daughter, so why would his daughter cry?

In response, the white-haired Loli raised her hand and touched the tear stains on her cheeks. Her ruby-like eyes revealed doubts. She felt sad for no reason, and tears burst out involuntarily. It was clear that everything was fine with her now, and there was no reason to be sad. That's right.

But she quickly reacted.

"Perhaps Akhtar has arrived in hell and has come into contact with my soul." She analyzed this, and her voice became smaller and smaller. "I just don't know what happened in hell..."

"I'm sorry, I'm a useless father." The White Dragon King raised his hand and rubbed his daughter's head, apologizing to the tearful daughter.

If he could, he would also like to go directly to hell to take back his daughter's soul, but he can't do it. It's better to say that most gods can't do it.

The souls who go to hell can only be managed by the gods of hell, and the gods of high heaven have no room to intervene. This is not only to preserve the independence of hell, but also because hell has the goddess of death to rely on.

Even if he is the mate of the Sun God, he cannot get his daughter's soul back from hell.

And right now.

"Buzz!" The sky suddenly dimmed, and a huge black sun swallowed up all the light and appeared in the sky like a black hole.

Immediately, millions of slashes appeared, like a piece of drawing paper, cut into countless pieces by knife.

The heaven and earth then stagnated.

Immediately, a strong explosion spread, wrapped in blazing high temperatures, as if to format the world, and everything was enveloped in white light.

After a while, the light faded.

"They can't hold it anymore." The White Dragon King put down the hand blocking his eyes and looked at the battle in the distance. He already felt that the imaginary witch and the color witch were already very reluctant and could not hold off the goddess of death.

The battle will be over soon.

However.

The goddess of death suddenly stopped waving her scythe, ignored the nervous imaginary witch and color witch, opened the passage to the bottom of hell with her backhand, and rushed in without hesitation.

This sudden turn of events not only confused the Goddess of Lies and the Witch of Color, but also the entire audience was surprised.

Why stop suddenly on the eve of victory.

"..." The Goddess of Lies and the Color Witch looked at each other, neither of them understanding what the Goddess of Death was planning to do.

Could it be that the witch of death who had unlocked the seal went to hell to steal a house, causing the goddess of death to have to return to hell.

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The bottom of hell.

Ximu cut his palm open and let the blood drip to the ground, spreading and dyeing the gray earth red. The strange creatures that kept pouring out from the ground suddenly knelt down on the cold ground, exploding like flesh and blood bombs, and sprayed with blood. and flesh and blood stained by hell.

Blood dyes hell red.

The breath of life is stronger than ever, providing the Creation Witch with coordinates to return to the world.

"Witch of Creation, I want to ask you something." Ximu inserted the sword of death in his hand into the ground, looked at the green-white arms stretched out in front of him, and let him touch his cheek.

"Help me capture the soul of a young dragon from the hands of the God of Hell."

"Ah~ OK." A gentle female voice came out, and with the hand that stroked her cheek slightly, Ximu saw the true form of the Creation Witch.

Her figure was very mature, and the attractive curves she outlined all showed the gentleness and maternity of women, but as long as you look into her cold and rational amber eyes, you will instantly abandon the illusion that she is a gentle woman.

Unlike the all-embracing maternity of the Goddess of Life, the Creation Witch treats everything equally as researchable material.

She does not give care, but treats it as a research object.

"It's really different from what people describe." Ximu said, "I feel cheated."

"Feeling cheated?" The Creation Witch was puzzled. She withdrew her hands that were touching Akhtar's cheeks and looked at the hidden incarnation of the Tree of All-Knowing. "Is she an enemy or a friend?"

"She just wants to protect my safety." Ximu followed her sight and explained calmly, "Just understand it as a neutral party."

"Really." The Creation Demon withdrew his sight and asked Akhtar, "Do you want anything else in return?"

This man came to hell as promised to liberate her, so she naturally gave corresponding rewards, as long as it was within her ability.

Ximu thought for a while and said, "At present, I just want you to help me take back the soul of the young dragon."

"..."

The Creation Witch did not answer, and her figure disappeared directly on the spot, and then the twin towers in the distance suddenly disappeared on the spot.

There was no explosion, no roar, just like the twin towers were formatted, forcibly erased, and everything disappeared.

No... there is still one person alive.

The God of Hell covered his broken arm with one hand, stared coldly at the Creation Witch holding the birdcage opposite him, and asked: "Did Akhtar release you?"

"..." The Creation Witch did not answer, but walked towards the God of Hell, and an inexplicable force filled the air.

"Ugh!" The God of Hell gritted his teeth suddenly, and the hand pressing on the broken arm suddenly surged, and several snake heads emerged, opening their mouths and spewing venom.

This was the Creation Witch redefining his life form, turning him into a piece of meat with confused consciousness.

And the God of Hell finally stopped hesitating and shouted to the sky: "Goddess of Death, save me!"