Chapter 183 The Hero Determined to Fall

"Living longer does not necessarily mean you are stronger." Ximu moved his wrist and chuckled at the Corpse Witch, "There are a bunch of giant dragons in this world who have lived thousands of years longer than me, but they were still killed by me with one knife. ”

"It can't be compared like this." The corpse witch subconsciously retorted, and then she felt that what Akhtar said was reasonable. There were too many gods in this world. Although she couldn't kill them, the moment she became a witch, she Stronger than most gods.

At least there's absolutely nothing wrong with beating up the dessert goddess with your bare hands.

"Forget it, the war is still going on now." She turned around gracefully, her long aqua hair swaying, "Akhtar, please pay attention to your own safety."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flew towards the door of hell that was opened by the goddess of death in the sky. Of course she could take advantage of the opportunity to fish, and finding a reason to protect Akhtar's safety was enough.

But she is not such a person.

"Madam, don't pretend to be unconscious." Ximu looked at the unconscious Suna aside, and saw that she was still in the dependent state of a white-haired wife, and her appearance was still that of a white-haired wife.

"Have you been discovered?" The white-haired wife slowly opened her eyes and smiled sweetly at Akhtar, "I understand that I should not return to the world of the living, but I want to see my daughter wake up with my own eyes. "

As soon as she finished speaking, she released her dependence on Suna and looked around the current world, with regret appearing in her ruby ​​eyes.

"Has the world been hurt like this?"

"There is still a chance to make amends afterwards." Ximu looked around the battlefield. This should be the core area of ​​the battle between the goddess and the witch. Otherwise, it would not have been so exaggeratedly destroyed, making all living things dead and the temperature of the earth so high. It can already boil eggs, and ordinary people who walk in will be steamed alive by the remaining high temperature.

"If you are willing to remedy the situation, it will be an easy matter." The white-haired wife said softly. If the Creation Witch is willing to remedy the situation afterwards, the land can still be rejuvenated.

"We will find ways to remedy the situation after we seize world dominance." Ximu's voice was too calm, "But before that, the world will get worse and worse."

"..."

The white-haired wife was silent for a moment, her ruby-like eyes stared deeply at Akhtar, and said, "Tesmaar, don't you plan to return to hell?"

"..." Ximu said nothing, but the Red Dragon King who was attached to him took the initiative to release the state of attachment.

He stood behind Akhtar like a ghost.

"It is true that the dead should not remain in the world, but I do want to see my descendant. As long as I can meet him, I will return to hell immediately."

"The situation is the most chaotic now, and the apostles of hell have no time to care about you." Ximu said calmly, "Now you can seize the time to deal with your regrets."

"Yes." Crimson Dragon King Tesmar nodded and flew towards the horizon. Judging from the direction, it was the Dragon Empire.

In the Dragon Empire, the Dragon King is the actual manager of an ethnic group, but becoming a Dragon King does not rely on excellent management methods.

Instead, he relies on the strength that stands at the top of the clan. If he is defeated by the younger generation, he will lose his status as Dragon King, or because he is too old, he will consciously step down from the position of Dragon King and let the capable younger generation become the Dragon King.

The current Red Dragon King was...Tesmael voluntarily abdicated in favor of someone else. This was not only because Tesmael was not young and was about to be killed by time, but also because Tesmael was unable to find a red dragon within the group that could defeat him.

Therefore, Tesmaer can only choose to abdicate in favor of others, otherwise he will stay in the position of Red Dragon King until his death.

Now that Tesmar has returned from hell, he just wants to test the strength of the current Red Dragon King and complete a change of power through force.

And shortly after Tesmaar flew away.

A trace of white dot appeared on the horizon, and then it quickly zoomed in, and an exaggerated white dragon appeared. He fluttered his huge wings, and his powerful feet landed on the scorched earth of the battlefield, causing the earth to shake slightly.

"Akhtar, you...really did it." The White Dragon King lowered his head and raised his eyes to reflect Akhtar's appearance.

Immediately before Akhtar could speak, a white-haired loli jumped out and bumped into Akhtar's arms.

Ximu was stunned for a moment, then showed a gentle smile, raised his hand and rubbed the head of the white-haired lolita in his arms: "How about it, a promise as a great conspirator who intends to subvert the world."

The white-haired loli pursed her lips and rubbed Akhtar's cheek. The strong emotions surging in her heart made it impossible for her to say any polite words.

she asked quietly.

"It must be hard to save my soul, right?"

"It's okay." Ximu replied, "The God of Hell is very easy to talk to, and he easily agreed to release your soul."

"Liar." The white-haired Loli whispered. With her clever little mind, she could easily guess that hell would not hand over her soul easily. In addition, the witch and the devil followed her into hell. The situation will become more complicated.

Therefore, the gods of hell will not let her soul go easily.

"He has done a lot for you." The white-haired wife glanced at the white-haired wife and remained silent beside the White Dragon King. She walked lightly to the white-haired Lolita.

Although Akhtar felt a little disappointed for his daughter, considering that Akhtar was a man who could break through hell for her daughter and save her daughter's soul.

No female dragon could not be moved by this.

"..." The white-haired Loli heard the sound and walked away, only to see a woman with a similar appearance to her, showing her a gentle maternal smile.

"She is your mother." Ximu leaned close to the white-haired Loli's crystal ear, "She came out of hell specifically to see you."

"Mother?" The white-haired loli's expression was confused at first, then she showed surprise, and then she became panicked. She quickly got off Akhtar, raised her hand and gently touched the hair around her ears, so that she could return to the way a princess should. Dignified and calm.

"You don't have to look like a princess in front of me." The white-haired wife smiled softly and knelt down to wipe the white-haired lolita's cheek. "No wonder a hero like Akhtar can go to hell. My daughter is really beautiful. Woolen cloth."

The white-haired Lolita was a little at a loss. She didn't know how to get along with her mother. She subconsciously looked at Akhtar, but saw Akhtar and the White Dragon King walking side by side towards the distance, obviously planning to Give her space with her mother.

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And on the other side.

Behind the hillside.

"Aren't you happy to see the soul of your dead wife?" Ximu turned his head and looked at the White Dragon King beside him and asked, "Why is your expression so awkward and awkward?"

"I need to set an example for the dragon race's fertility rate." The White Dragon King explained in a delicate voice under Akhtar's gaze, "Shortly after Ijelica died, I got married again, and now my youngest son is almost... was born."

Ximu was silent for a moment and asked:

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Respect my current wife." The White Dragon King replied calmly, "There is no future for living dragons and dead dragons."

He turned around.

"Akhtar, I'll ask you to bring Evelin back afterwards." As soon as he said the words, his body turned into light and disappeared.

Originally, after the death of his wife, it was a very normal thing for him to marry again as a divine companion. Who would have thought that someone could actually bring out the soul of his deceased wife.

This confused him.

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after a while.

"The White Dragon King left because of something urgent." Ximu looked at the mother and daughter approaching and explained in a calm voice, "It seems that something serious happened."

"Really?" Ijelica kept smiling and led the white-haired loli to Akhtar. She solemnly took the hands of Akhtar and her daughter and held them together.

She took a few steps back and looked at the two of them.

"A world-famous hero, and the most beloved little princess of the Dragon Clan, it's really a perfect fit."

"Then I will disappoint you, madam." Ximu shook his head, "I am a descendant of the Witch of Death. I am an out-and-out cultist. I am not a hero in people's eyes. I am not as suitable as you think."

"Then please be the bad guy who kidnapped the princess." Ijelica raised her hand and gently placed it on her chest. "You can go to hell for the princess, so why can't the princess give up her identity as a princess for you?"

Ximu didn't answer, but he felt his palm being held firmly. He turned to look at the white-haired Lolita and found that she had her head lowered, her white neck flushed, but she was holding his wrist harder and harder.

"Of course this is your own business, young people." Ijelica suddenly changed her subject, "I'm just stating my mother's position."

"Let's wait until Evelin grows up." Ximu chuckled, handed the birdcage holding the soul to Evelin, and then walked away, "I'll go see if Suna wakes up. Evelin, please fuse your soul first.”

"His popularity with women is really good." Idelika looked at Akhtar's back and saw the setting sun falling on his silver armor, giving people an extremely reliable feeling, but also gave people a sense of security. An ethereal feeling that cannot be grasped.

As Akhtar's teammate, it is naturally very reassuring, but if you want to take the relationship further, it will make you despair.

A noble and powerful knight is still recognized by the gods as an existence that can become a demon. This is not an existence that ordinary people can grasp.

Although Evelin's identity is a dragon princess.

However, if you think carefully, you will find that there is a despairing difference between the two, unless Evelin can grow to the height of a witch.

Otherwise it would be difficult to stand side by side with Akhtar.

"Daughter, you really like a very troublesome man." She sighed softly and raised her hand to rub the white-haired Lolita's head. "But he has gone through hell for you. It's hard not to be moved."

If you think about it from your perspective, if a man meets a beautiful girl, he will fight through hell for you and overcome all difficulties and dangers to bring out your soul.

Who can refuse this.

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And on the other side.

"Are you awake?" Ximu sat down, looked at Suna who was sitting sideways on the stone, and took out a bottle of water, "Do you want to replenish your water?"

"Has her matter been dealt with?" Suna took the water and stared at Akhtar for a moment, "Now I don't even know if I want to commit suicide."

"Now even if you die, you can't seal the Creation Witch." Ximu replied with a smile, "The God of Hell has become the anchor point for the Creation Witch's return."

Su Na was silent for a moment and said softly: "You will no longer be a hero, but a cultist who broke into hell and released the witch of creation."

Now that Akhtar has committed countless crimes, Akhtar will definitely change from a hero in people's mouth to a cultist bewitched by a witch.

Ximu is very calm:

"I'm going to do something so outrageous soon that I can't remain a hero without it."

"Something too extreme?" Suna looked confused. She couldn't think of anything too extreme that Akhtar could do.

"Play a game with the whole world." Ximu replied, "This is a game that cannot be refused. They have to play even if they don't want to play."

He told his secret

"This is my ritual to become a demon."

"It's useless even if I try to persuade you." Suna sighed, and saw Akhtar nodding. She knew that this man was embarking on a path that was difficult for her to cross.

"You will be a devil next time we meet, right?"

Ximu replied: "Yes."

Why does it become like this.

Suna fell into thinking. She was not surprised by Akhtar's choice. Who knows that Akhtar is a genius and it is natural for him to want to become a devil.

But Akhtar, who wants to become a devil, will inevitably come to the opposite side of her and meet Akhtar next time.

Maybe that's when she used Death Return to make an enemy of Akhtar.

"..."

"..."

The setting sun shone down on the two of them. Their shadows were very long, but there was no interaction between them, even though they were sitting very close to each other.

for a long time.

"It's time for me to leave." Suna pursed her lips and met Akhtar's gaze. "Next time, no... I hope there won't be a next time."

If she meets Akhtar again next time, maybe the Akhtar she sees is already a demon, a being who stands on the opposite side of the gods.

It’s impossible to get along as well as we do now.

"Stay well at the headquarters of the Church of Destiny and don't come out again." Ximu rubbed the ring with his fingers and summoned the little mare.

"Partner, help me send Suna away."

"..." The little mare rubbed her hooves against the ground. She looked at the strange atmosphere between the two of them and didn't know what was going on.

Suna silently got on her horse, said goodbye to Akhtar, and then disappeared into the distance on the little mare.

And right now.

"Lord Akhtar, my subordinates are here to pick you up." The shark girl Kasiut came with a group of death believers, and they all knelt in front of Akhtar.

To this, Ximu did not respond immediately. He looked sideways at the white-haired mother and daughter walking towards him, and smiled gently: "Should I send you back to the Dragon Empire, or kidnap you to the Order of Death?"

Ijelica asked: "Is there any difference?"

"If you mother and daughter want to spend more time together, then be kidnapped by us to the Order of Death." Ximu explained, "Otherwise, the Hell Apostles will come and capture Ijelica's soul back to Hell."

"Then please kidnap our mother and daughter." Idelika made a decision and took her daughter's hand to Akhtar's side.

The apostles from hell naturally want to find ways to capture the escaped souls, but if the escaped souls are captured by the Death Cult.

The Hell Apostle won't just come looking for trouble.