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Chapter 164 Partner, you can actually transform into a human form!

On a desert island.

The thunder passed through the thick dark clouds like a dragon, and the islands and the sea below trembled, transmitting waves of strong shocks and setting off huge waves that seemed to submerge the world.

"Boom!" Thor swung the big knife carrying thunder and fought head-on with the attacking Akhtar. The big knife held tightly in his other hand turned over to stop the sneak attack from Miss Black Knife.

"Akhtar, don't show mercy!" The heroic laughter drowned out the roar of thunder. Thor suddenly exerted force from his waist, which was transferred to his hands holding the two swords, and forcibly knocked Akhtar and Miss Black Knife away.

He also took this opportunity to insert his two swords into the ground. Purple lightning spread along the two swords to the ground, spreading and submerging the entire island.

As the strongest human being, he did not possess nearly unsolvable abilities. He just kept honing the magic of thunder attributes and developing as many application methods of thunder attributes as possible.

Until he was able to create stars artificially.

Thor pulled out the two swords that were inserted into the ground, and the deserted island under his feet shook violently. It was forcibly pulled up by the power of thunder and condensed into stars shining with thunder light.

The stars circled and gathered behind him.

"He's almost dead, yet he can still exert a force of this magnitude." The Tiger King sat cross-legged in mid-air, looking at the small island being forcibly pulled up by the power of thunder and condensed into small stars. He had the illusion that Thor was not poisoned at all.

Theoretically speaking, the fact that Thor was able to move his body was already an amazing sign of his willpower, but even in a dying situation he was still able to exert strength beyond human limits.

"Perhaps it is the last ember before death." Coyle shook his head, his white hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes cold and without a trace of emotion.

In response, the Tiger King shrugged and carefully observed the developments on the battlefield, intending to strike the first time Akhtar was in danger.

but.

"Since you're looking for me to kill you, don't try so hard to resist." Ximu turned over, stood on the surging sea, looked at the six meteorites behind Thor, and stretched out his hand to the sky.

The surging black flames gathered into a black sun, and the spreading high temperature directly evaporated the water on the sea surface. White mist filled the air and submerged the vision.

However, one could vaguely see a violent collision between the black sun and the meteorite flashing with lightning in the white fog that submerged the sea.

"Boom!" The spreading impact shattered the fog, revealing the true appearance of the battlefield. A huge hole was pierced through the sea. The strong spreading impact caused a large concave pit to form on the sea surface. The surrounding air was so thin that it was suffocating.

A moment later, a huge amount of sea water flowed back to fill the sunken pit, and the thin air flowed back to form a strong hurricane.

But soon another collision occurred.

"Hahahaha!" Ximu laughed heartily, black flames overflowing from between his teeth. The black color reflected the figure of Thor riding the meteorite and rushing towards him.

Without hesitation, he spit out a black sun.

Thor rushed forward without slowing down at all, and a meteorite behind him suddenly accelerated and crashed into Akhtar's dragon breath.

"Boom!" The scars of the sea that had not yet healed were torn apart again. The spreading impact was mixed with black flames and thunder. While evaporating a huge amount of sea water, it also caused misfortune for the fish and shrimp in the deep sea. The fish and shrimp were electrocuted to death before they could react, or were scalded to death by the boiling sea water.

"Has Akhtar surpassed the limits of human beings, right?" The Tiger King could not help but exclaimed in amazement as he flew backwards and looked at the battle in the distance.

The scene he saw was like a battle between gods and demons. The sky was shrouded in dark clouds flashing with lightning. White mist continued to spread. The deafening roar made people's bodies numb. Figures could be vaguely seen moving in it, engaged in a fierce battle beyond human limits. A random collision could shake the sea.

Such a scale of battle is absolutely beyond human capabilities.

"It's not surprising that Akhtar possesses this level of power." Coyle answered expressionlessly, and flew backwards rapidly with Tiger King to avoid the impact of the battle between Akhtar and Thor. It was not until he arrived at Linhai that he realized the situation was more serious than he had expected.

The sea waves caused by the fighting caused many places along the coast to be flooded, and many people fled to higher ground.

"Poseidon, please calm your anger."

On the hill, a nun knelt on the ground with her hands folded, accompanied by a large number of believers behind her, praying to the sea god in the sky, hoping that the sea god could calm his anger and no longer raise huge waves to flood the land.

Then she got a confused response from Poseidon.

The waves that flooded the coast were not caused by Poseidon, and he had no idea what was going on.

He won't take the blame.

But after some investigation, Poseidon finally figured out the situation and passed the information to the praying nun.

"The tsunami was not caused by God." The nun stopped praying and stood up to explain to the believers, "It was a battle between strong men nearby that caused... the tsunami."

"That was indeed a terrifying battle." A bard not far away sighed, gently plucked his harp, and then asked the question that everyone was most concerned about, "Did the sea god say who caused the tsunami?"

"It's Akhtar and Saul." The nun said two familiar names, which stunned everyone present.

"Aren't Akhtar and Thor friends?" the bard asked in confusion, "Why are they fighting?"

“…” The nun shook her head. How could she know why Akhtar and Thor were fighting? Poseidon did not tell her this secret.

The bard was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and gently plucked the harp in his hand. A breeze blew around him, and his body flew up.

"I'll go and confirm it myself." He smiled at everyone, "If we can persuade them to stop fighting, then the crisis will naturally be resolved."

After saying this, he flew towards the battlefield.

If it was a fight between cultists and heroes, he would never get close to them and risk his life. However, both sides of the fight were world-famous heroes, so they would not hack him to death as a mediator.

After the success, he can also become a world-famous wandering poet.

after a while.

The bard flew back staggering, his clothes were torn and tattered, his skin was blue and purple, and he looked extremely miserable.

After landing.

"Has persuasion failed, Far?" The nun hurried over, her eyes revealing anxiety.

In response, the bard remained silent, touched the blood flowing from the tip of his nose, and said with a twitch of his mouth: "They were fighting too fiercely, I couldn't get close."

He recalled how he had approached.

"Before I could see the battle situation clearly, I was blown back by the aftermath of their fight. If I had continued to get closer, I would have died."

The nun was silent for a moment, then said disappointedly, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Farr."

"Don't be disappointed. They probably won't be able to maintain such a fierce battle for long." Waving his hand, the bard Farr explained, "I will go and persuade them when the battle becomes less intense."

"Are you really fine?" The nun showed a doubtful look. It's not that she didn't believe in the bard's strength, but compared with Akhtar and Thor, who were at the top of heroes, there was still a considerable gap.

So she was worried that the bard would be killed by the aftermath.

"It doesn't matter." The bard Farr shook his head, smiled calmly, plucked the harp, and his eyes fell on the battlefield in the distance.

Then he saw a golden pillar of light splitting the sky. The thick clouds were forcibly split in half as the pillar of light struck down, revealing the sky behind the dark clouds.

The roar of thunder stopped abruptly.

"I'll go and take a look." The bard made a prompt decision and flew urgently towards the sea. He turned into a small black dot and disappeared from people's sight.

……

...

after a while.

"Here you go." Thor handed over his two swords. After Akhtar took them, he asked:
"Will I be able to go to hell smoothly?"

"Of course." Ximu answered decisively. Thor in front of him was like a burning piece of paper, and his body surface turned to ashes bit by bit.

The frontal attack of the Sword of Light caused excessive damage, making it impossible for Thor to exist and forcing him to die.

"That's great." Thor smiled heartily and put his arm around Akhtar's shoulder. "When you become a demon, remember to go to hell and fight me again."

"You have no chance of winning at that time." Ximu said briefly, but Thor didn't care at all and said with a smile:
"It's a bit of a pity that I can't fight with all my strength."

Ximu didn't answer. "By the way, if you meet that woman next time, please say thank you to her for me." Thor whispered, "She is the woman who taught you the ten kinds of shadow magic."

Ximu chuckled: "She is not a good woman."

"But you're not a bad woman." Thor smiled, and his body completely turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

The cutscene ends.

Ximu turned his head to look at the NPC bard coming from afar, waved to the sky mare, and disappeared on the spot on the mare.

It's a bit of a waste of time to communicate with the private NPC the Bard. Although you can use this NPC to improve your reputation, he doesn't really need to continue to brush up his reputation. It's fine as long as he doesn't drop too much.

Moreover, reputation can also be increased as long as you continue to cause trouble and cover yourself with a cloak of justice.

There is no need to focus on the bard.

Not long after, the bard who arrived fell silent, looking at the empty battlefield, and fell into silence.

Should we make up the story of Akhtar's battle with Thor? However, considering Akhtar's reputation and background, and the fact that there are a bunch of capable bards who can restore some of the facts through astrologers.

Still gave up the idea.

……

...

Windmill country.

Relying on the coastal wind power, many windmill towers were built in the mountains, providing residents with a lot of convenient power.

And at this moment, under the tower of a coastal windmill.

The sea breeze blew across his face, and Ximu passed by the windmill tower. When he came behind the windmill tower, he saw a woman with long dark green hair and a mature figure.

He came and sat down next to the woman and asked:
"Jörmungandr?"

"Akhtar?" The woman with dark green hair turned around and looked at the famous man beside her. "They said you are the one in charge of the Order of Death?"

"The person in charge is Luwei." Ximu answered casually, denying that he was managing the Cult of Death behind the scenes.

In response, Jörmungandr sneered:

"A man who dares to do something but not to admit it. But it would be strange if a schemer like you would admit it so readily, right?"

"Are there really such doubts?" Ximu smiled and didn't care about Jörmungandr's sneer at all. This boss character was too outspoken and very vindictive, otherwise he wouldn't have been fighting against Thor head-on instead of choosing to bypass the landing mainland and fighting with Thor purely out of spite.

He insisted on landing in the country protected by Thor.

"It's true." Jörmungandr corrected her, and then a vigilant expression appeared on her pretty face. "Akhtar, don't you have any conspiracy against me?"

"Hehe... We just met not long ago." Akhtar chuckled and then shook his head. "Conspiracy must be based on understanding, and I don't have any intention of targeting my partners."

Jörmungandr: “…”

The man next to her is the conspirator behind the Cult of Death. He is the most difficult person for her because she is not good at playing conspiracies and tricks, and she has only used violence to crush all conspiracies in the past.

"You are here to revive the Monster Witch, and I am here to help the Death Witch." Ximu smiled gently, "We are essentially the same kind of people, but you are here to revive the Monster Witch, and I am here to revive the Death Witch, so you don't need to be so wary of me."

"Hmph, who knows whether what you said is true or false?" Jörmungandr snorted lightly, looking at the gentle smile on Akhtar's face, and the vigilance on his face subsided a little.

This wasn't to say that she let her guard down, but Akhtar's gentle and sincere smile, coupled with a face that she thought was quite handsome, was still unable to arouse too much hostility.

Monsters are sometimes creatures that depend a lot on appearance.

"I would also be very sad to be suspected like this." Ximu smiled bitterly after Jörmungandr showed an embarrassed expression.

He shook his head generously.

"You will gradually get to know me better in the future."

"Perhaps there is no future." Jörmungandr whispered. She wanted to become the body of the resurrected monster witch. The next time she met Akhtar, that person would no longer be herself, but Typhon, the monster witch who created thousands of monsters.

Ximu pretended not to hear and said:

"The Cult of Death has cleared a country, enough for you to perform the resurrection ceremony of the monster witch."

"Will your horse participate as well?" Jörmungandr asked. She obviously knew that Akhtar had a monster mount, the legendary divine horse Sleipnir, who was also competing for the monster witch's resurrection body.

"The partner is not involved." Ximu shook his head and replied, "She has no interest in becoming the carrier of the monster witch's resurrection."

"It's not surprising that Sleipnir made this choice." Jörmungandr nodded slightly, and then seemed to have thought of something. "By the way, what is your relationship with Sleipnir? Why is she willing to follow a human like you?"

Ximu replied immediately: "Of course it's a partnership."

"No further?" Jörmungandr's eyes widened in disbelief. "Sleipnir is a beauty, and you have no interest in her at all?"

"Beauty?" Ximu was slightly stunned, then met Jörmungandr's eyes, "Partner, can you still transform into a human form?"

"As a top-level monster, how could it not transform into a human form?" Jörmungandr answered as a matter of course. Ximu was silent for a moment after hearing that, and directly summoned the mare. Then he stood up and touched the mare's neck.

"Partner, do you know Jörmungandr?"

"..." The little mare glanced at Jörmungandr and nodded slightly. Of course she knew Jörmungandr. They had once fought a draw but the result was inconclusive. So she knew each other very well.

"Partner, she said she could transform into a human form." Ximu pretended to be confused and asked the little mare, "Is this... true?"

Little mare: "..."

"Hmm?" Jörmungandr became interested and covered his mouth with his hand. "Sleipnir, aren't you so useless that you can't even transform into a human form?"

Her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. You are becoming less and less useful."

"..." The little mare was so angry that she rubbed her hooves against the ground. She then looked at Ximu who was standing beside her in confusion, and had the urge to kick this troublesome snake to death.

"Sleipnir, why don't you speak?" Jörmungandr stood up and approached the mare. "Can't you even speak?"

She wiped away non-existent tears.

"Akhtar, let me tell you..."

"Shut up!" The little mare finally couldn't stand it anymore and kicked out suddenly, but Jörmungandr was alert and dodged. She immediately realized that something was wrong.

She suddenly turned her head to look at Akhtar and found that Akhtar was looking at her with surprise.

"Partner, you can speak!" Ximu asked in surprise, "Why didn't you tell me when I asked you before?"

"Maybe they are afraid of a love affair between humans and monsters." Jörmungandr smiled. "Sleipnir unexpectedly..."

"Jörmungandr!" The little mare charged forward, but was dodged by Jörmungandr who was already alert. The two top monsters chased and fled, and started fighting in the vast ocean, although the little mare really wanted to beat Jörmungandr once.

Should I tell Akhtar whether I can speak and transform into a human form? Why should Jörmungandr, an outsider, tell it to me?

Ximu smiled upon seeing this, and sat down again, watching Jörmungandr playing with the mare. In fact, he had long known that the mare could transform into a human form, and that the mare could talk, but it was very interesting to see the mare keeping the secret.

Therefore, he had not taken the initiative to expose it until now, and as expected, he saw a very interesting reaction.

A few hours later.

"Akhtar, your horse kicked me." Jörmungandr lowered her hand that was covering her pretty face, revealing an obvious horse hoof print. "As Sleipnir's master, do you want to give me some compensation?"

"If what you said is true, then I will treat you to a good meal." Ximu kept smiling, looking at the little mare who came reluctantly, and asked:
"Partner, can you let me see your human form for a moment?"

(End of this chapter)