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Chapter 167 The Giant Wolf That Bit Off the God's Arm
The border of the land of joy.

"Boom" the monster with a sphinx's body and a human face spewed out a raging flame, and then suddenly swung its tail covered with snake scales, hitting the flame it had spit out heavily. The flames splashed like flowers scattered by a fairy, engulfing the mountains.

And in the midst of the flames, a man with a naked upper body and a shriveled body rushed out, with his arms crossed to protect his face. The moment he approached the Sphinx, his body suddenly collided, his muscles bulged, and he punched the Sphinx.

Compared with the huge Sphinx, the man's body is as small as a sparrow, and he will be turned into meat paste with just one claw from the Sphinx.

However, the results were counter-intuitive.

"Roar!" The roaring sphinx was hit by a fist before it could fight back, and was smashed into a pulp. The splattered flesh and bones dyed the snow red.

The man flipped in the air and raised his hand to lift his black hair in front of his forehead to prevent the blood-stained hair from blocking his eyes.

Then his body shrank rapidly, and he went from being a strong man to a thin man like a bamboo pole, and his aura quickly became weak.

"Pa pa pa~" The sound of applause was heard suddenly, and the thin man looked over in confusion. His eyes first fell on the Happy Bishop who was leading the way, and then his attention was attracted by the man in silver armor next to him. He completely ignored Eden and the little mare next to him.

All he could see was the figure of the Silver-Armored Knight.

"Akhtar, I never expected to meet a hero like you in person."

"Do you know me?" Ximu asked in surprise, and the thin man smiled and gave an answer:

"I really can't think of anyone else who has the aura of a dragon and can give people such an oppressive feeling."

"It shouldn't be that oppressive, right?" Ximu smiled, not caring about the flattery from the thin man. In the game Mysterious Door, as long as your reputation reaches a certain level, even if you are not as strong as others, you may still be praised.

"You still give me a sense of fatal threat."

"This should be related to my bloodline, right?" The thin man smiled modestly, bared his teeth, and pointed at two exposed fangs. "I have part of Fenrir's bloodline, so I am half human and half monster."

"This is the first time I've seen a hybrid of a monster and a human." Ximu showed a surprised expression, "Can humans and monsters have offspring?"

"Although it's a little difficult, as long as it's a monster that can transform into a human form, it will be fine." The thin man explained.

Ximu subconsciously looked at the mare not far away and said:

"partner……"

Before he could finish his words, the filly disappeared from his sight and reappeared on the horizon in the blink of an eye, like a frightened deer.

"Hahaha, this is so funny~" Babylon laughed happily, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at the speechless Akhtar and said:

"It seems your partner is worried about you messing around."

"Humph, I just want to ask my partner if it's true." Ximu pulled the corner of his mouth, looked at the man beside him and said:
"Sparta, I have heard of your great name."

"Am I that famous?" Spartaar showed a surprised expression, then smiled shyly, "It's an honor for me to be remembered by a great hero."

He was very interested in Akhtar, a man who could be an enemy of gods and yet could calmly withdraw from the Dragon Empire. His rise to power was sung by countless bards, and his legendary deeds could be heard every once in a while.

"The strong are all worthy of being remembered." Ximu slowed down his pace, stopped three steps away from Sparta, and said:
"There's something I want to discuss with you."

"Rather than a discussion, this is more of a request, right?" Spartar looked around. "Akhtar, you are here to see me on behalf of the Order of the Dead, right?"

"That's right." Ximu nodded, "Can you please make way for the monsters to hold the ceremony smoothly?"

"Of course not." Sparta immediately refused. "If we allow these monsters to enter the Kingdom of Joy directly, the safety of the residents of the Kingdom of Joy will not be guaranteed."

He flexed his wrist.

"You know, those monsters will get hungry. If they eat the residents of the Kingdom of Joy, it will be a tragedy."

"The Cult of Death can solve this problem." Ximu answered immediately. He could indeed arrange manpower to ensure that the monsters would not attack the Kingdom of Joy, although the means was to send the Cult of Death to occupy the Kingdom of Joy and thus bring the Kingdom of Joy under protection.

But it can indeed help protect the country of joy.

however.

Spartar's expression suddenly turned cold, and the timidity on his face disappeared. He looked at Akhtar coldly and said:
"The order from the church is to destroy all monsters."

"Then there's nothing we can do." Black flames burned on Ximu's body, dyeing his silver armor black. Dragon scales also appeared on his body. His aura changed from its original peaceful state to brutal and dangerous.

"Back off now, or all of you will die."

"Don't fight yet!" Babylon suddenly said. After everyone looked at her with doubt, she lifted her amber hair from her neck and ears. "I don't want to be involved in your fight. At least let me leave the border first."

She looked at Eden beside her and smiled.

"And if such a beautiful person were to be dragged into the battlefield, would you be willing to let her do that?"

"You don't have to worry about Eden's safety." Ximu responded coldly, causing Babylon to roll his eyes, as if lamenting that Akhtar was unromantic.

"But Eden, it's really not appropriate for you to stay here." Ximu suddenly changed the subject, "I will go back to the City of Joy to find you at night."

"Yeah." Eden nodded slightly and disappeared into golden mist.

"Then I'll retreat too." Babylon smiled charmingly and flew towards the distant mountains. She didn't really plan to leave, but just wanted to find a suitable place to watch the battle so that she could have a chance to witness the battle between Akhtar and Spartar.

Shortly after.

"Oh~ Miss Eden hasn't left either." Babylon landed on a protruding rock and said in surprise:
“Are you worried about Akhtar’s safety?”

"..." Eden shook her head slightly, then nodded, leaving Babylon speechless. This woman didn't directly say whether she was worried or not, but just nodded and shook her head. Who could guess what she was thinking?

But she didn't bother to care about Eden's thoughts.

“Will Akhtar win?” Babylon asked, and then answered himself, “If the opponent is Sparta, the situation is uncertain.”

She explained.

"Spartar not only has the favor of the God of War and power beyond human limits, but also has fangs that can harm gods."

In the distant past, the Monster Witch created many monsters in order to target the gods in the sky. Among them was the fastest eight-legged divine horse in the world, a giant snake that could entangle an entire country, and a giant wolf that could bite and kill everything.

It is said that Fenrir, the giant wolf that bites and kills everything, once bit off one of the god's arms, causing the god to lose an arm forever.

This bite seems to be a power that exists on a conceptual level.

Of course, such a terrifying power is also the reason for the demise of the Fenrir clan. The Fenrir clan, which once existed as a clan, has been completely wiped out.

Only half-blood werewolves survived.

Spartar inherited Fenrir's power. Anyone bitten by Spartar would die instantly.

There is absolutely no chance of survival.

"Akhtar, I am very grateful to you." Spartar said with a sincere smile, "If it weren't for the magic that you generously gave me, I wouldn't have realized that I could be so strong."

Ximu looked puzzled.

"Who would have thought that the magic I manifest could completely change my form of existence!" Spartar's body expanded rapidly, gray hair grew on his body, and he turned into a werewolf nearly three meters tall.

The magic of self-manifestation is described as a magic that can fully unleash one's abilities by changing oneself, making one's life form more in line with one's abilities.

However, he indirectly achieved this by using the magic that could manifest myself, allowing his Fenrir bloodline to fully function.

Now he is more Fenrir than the monster Fenrir.

"Roar!" With a beast-like growl, Spartar's body completely transformed and became the legendary giant wolf that bit off the arm of the god.

Ximu didn't say anything about this. Since the NPC had completed the transformation and could gain more experience points, there was no need for him to wait. He clenched his palm into the air and the Greatsword of Death appeared out of thin air.

The sword slashed at Sparta's neck.

"Bang!" Sonic booms sounded, Spartar kicked his feet, and his body disappeared from the spot, so fast that the retina left afterimages. This powerful explosive power and speed all demonstrated his strength. "If you can kill me, then we will retreat!" A hearty laugh echoed in the mountains. Spartar avoided the Great Sword of Death, and suddenly rushed towards Akhtar with a strong charge, opening his fangs towards the Toothy God.

Subsequently.

Akhtar grinned, black flames flowed out from between his teeth, and he spit out a black sun, which hit Spartar head-on with his mouth wide open.

Watching this scene from a distance, it looked like a werewolf was pouncing on the black sun, intending to swallow it.

And he did swallow it.

The power from Fenrir's Fang had a powerful effect, suppressing the power of the black sun at the moment of gritting his teeth.

The black sun dissipated.

can win!

Spartar showed an excited look. Even the dragon breath that imparted the power of death could be bitten out. So Akhtar's greatest reliance had become invalid.

All you have to do next is guard against Akhtar's Sword of Light.

"Bang!" The sword suddenly slashed out. Before Spartar opened his mouth again to bite and kill gods, Ximu had already slashed out with a sword, which brushed past Spartar's cheek.

Then he kicked out suddenly, hitting Sparta's abdomen hard, like a cannonball sweeping across the snow, leaving a long ditch.

Subsequently.

"Boom!" Ximu decisively released another dragon breath. The black sun emitted a terrifying high temperature, submerging Spartar and directly piercing through half of the mountain.

What happened?

Spartar covered his face and forced himself to stand up with his burnt body. If he had not opened his mouth in time and used Fenrir's Fang to resist the dragon's breath, he would probably have been killed by the dragon's breath.

The excitement of ravaging the hero disappeared at this moment.

"Is it the difference in combat experience?" He looked at Akhtar who was walking towards him and said:
"I won't be careless next time!"

Before, he was overwhelmed by power, throwing away human wisdom and experience and turning into a beast. Now he has calmed down and started to think calmly about the battle.

I won’t be easily hurt by Akhtar again.

Think about this.

Spartar pounced on Akhtar again, but suddenly changed his pace when he got close to him and circled around Akhtar.

Wolves choose the time to hunt.

"..." Ximu shook the Greatsword of Death, his eyes were terrifyingly calm. Those fangs of Fenrir were indeed very tricky, and if bitten, it would indeed cause instant death.

But the prerequisite is to be able to bite. As long as the combat skills are honed to a certain level, Sparta can be crushed on the technical level.

Then Sparta's greatest reliance would be gone.

"Swoosh!" Spartar pounced out, and his five sharp wolf claws, as sharp as razors, grabbed Akhtar's back.

speed.

angle.

opportunity,

Either one was held just right, enough for him to grab Akhtar's shoulder and create the opportunity to bite down.

And the bite declared his victory.

But... it disappeared. Akhtar turned into starlight and disappeared on the spot. He missed.

opportunity.

angle.

speed.

It is true that they have mastered it just right, but the person who mastered it is not Spartar, but Akhtar.

Akhtar's fighting talent, which was no different from foresight, allowed him to predict the situation in advance. He turned into starlight to avoid the attack and appeared behind Spartar, slashing him with his sword without mercy, splitting him in half.

The upper half of Sparta's body separated from the lower half, splashing a lot of hot blood and leaving a long trench on the ground.

The battle is over.

"No matter how powerful the mechanism is, it won't be of much use if you don't know how to use it." Ximu swung the Greatsword of Death to extinguish the flames on the sword.

Theoretically, Spartar is very strong. He has the favor of the God of War and power beyond the limits of human beings. In addition, he has the Fang of Fenrir that can bite off the arm of God. He is extremely powerful and invincible.

If you don't pay attention, you will be killed.

But if you pay a little attention, Sparta is nothing special and can be easily dealt with.

"Win?" Babylon on the distant mountain was stunned. She had thought there would be a evenly matched battle, but she did not expect Sparta to die so casually.

"After all, that guy is the most brilliant man of this era." A sneer made Babylon look cautiously in the direction of the voice.

He was a man with his hands in his pockets, and his aura was no different from that of a devil.

No…that's the devil.

Babylon knew this demon, the demon of division that caused a massacre in the territory of the elves. Why would such a dangerous guy appear here?

However, the Slicing Demon ignored the tiny human. He stared at Eden intently and said through gritted teeth:

"Woman, remove the curse from me!"

"..." Eden did not answer. He turned into a golden mist and disappeared on the spot. He did not even bother to think about splitting the demon.

"You seem to value that human very much, right?" The Slicing Demon took out his hand from his pocket and pointed in the direction of Akhtar. "If I cut him into pieces now, would you be sad?"

Then he saw Eden appear beside Akhtar and glanced at him calmly, as if he could directly see into his inner insecurity.

accurate.

"Hmph." The split demon put down his hand, glanced at Babylon who had not had time to leave, and casually shook his hand.

"Puff!" Blood suddenly spurted out of Babylon's body and he fell backwards. The segmentation demon also left the place unhappily.

A cold wind blew.

Babylon looked at the gradually darkening sky, confusion in her eyes. What did she do wrong? She just watched the fight between Akhtar and Spartar, so why was she killed so easily?

This death is so unfair.

"Hey, are you okay?" Akhtar appeared at some point. He looked at Babylon, who was lying in a pool of blood and about to die, and asked, "Do you want to save him?"

"We need...we need...we need rescue." Babylon spoke with difficulty, and then Akhtar squatted down and touched her head.

The power from the healing prayer restored her injured body as if turning back time and rescued her from the brink of death.

"Thanks to the overlap of life and death, otherwise you would be doomed." Ximu sighed, and Babylon fell silent after hearing that.

Suddenly said:
"I will never watch other people fight again!"

(End of this chapter)