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Chapter 168 The Favor of the Goddess of Life

"Hahaha~ When people are unlucky, they may be killed by meteorites even if they stay at home." Ximu laughed happily, then looked around, "Babylon, you may be involved in a battle again."

"..." Babylon was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked in the direction of Akhtar's gaze, only to see that the members of the Church of the God of War gathered together tacitly and blocked all the retreat routes. It was obvious that they were not here to admit defeat or surrender.

"It's still not too late to leave now." Ximu waved his hand without any intention of strategic transfer. Black flames ignited on his body again, dyeing his silver armor black, and his aura became violent and dangerous.

In response, Babylon pursed her lips and immediately began to evacuate. This time she really didn't intend to watch the fight.

And just as she passed by a believer of the God of War.

“We wouldn’t have attacked you even if you didn’t run away.” The man with his hair standing on end grinned, “We were never interested in sluts in the first place.”

Babylon did not respond and left faster, disappearing in the snow in the blink of an eye. The followers of the God of War surrounded Akhtar, their eyes full of malice... no, it was a desire to fight.

"Ha~ Do you want to come together?" Ximu smiled. He did not feel the slightest fear about the fact that he was surrounded.

The shadow behind him squirmed, and out emerged an avatar with the same appearance as himself, as well as a female figure wrapped in a black robe.

"Since it's one against many, then you can understand why I summon two clones, right?"

There were about a hundred believers of the God of War present. The weakest believer was close to awakening ability, and the strongest was close to the peak of human beings.

In terms of numbers, the believers of the God of War undoubtedly have the upper hand.

however.

"Even if we are dealing with you alone, we are not sure of victory." A man with standing hair walked out. He was wearing heavy armor and holding a knight's lance. There were red lines on his face. He looked at Akhtar with excitement.

"But the thought of being able to fight a great hero is worth it even if I die."

Ximu smiled and said, "If you are willing to evacuate the Kingdom of Joy, I can..." He didn't finish his words.

The young man with standing hair in the lead shook his head and raised the spear in his hand towards the sun in the sky.

"The man who is our enemy is a follower of the Witch of Death. He is also the enemy of God and the one who defeated the strongest human, Thor."

He laughed.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill the strongest human being."

In fact, according to the setting, I am no longer considered a human.

Ximu thought silently, but the believers of the God of War began to become excited and agitated because of the speech of the leading man.

He attacked him regardless.

Compared with individuals, the believers of the God of War are more adept at legion warfare and can enhance their members through war prayers, including individual fighting spirit and strength. Even if their individual strength is not as strong as Sparta, it will become difficult to deal with them when they gather together. This is why he uses ten kinds of shadow magic.

Otherwise, there is a real possibility of a car overturning.

at the same time.

on the other side.

The evacuated Babylon subconsciously looked back at the battlefield and witnessed a shocking scene: the rising black flames enveloped the mountains, and in the tangled flames there was a human-shaped dragon, showing an almost crazy side, wantonly slaughtering the believers of the God of War.

If she had not known in advance that it was the followers of the God of War who took the initiative to besiege Akhtar, she would probably have thought that the followers of the God of War were fighting the devil.

"Is that posture really... heroic?" She couldn't help but say. There was no way to connect Akhtar's posture with people's impression of a hero.

Riding an eight-legged divine horse, wielding a gun and a sword, wearing silver armor, and wearing a reassuring smile, this is the Akhtar they have constructed in their minds, a hero that fits people's imagination.

And now it's more like a... monster.

……

...

after a while.

The battle ends.

The cold wind faded away.

The snow covering the mountains was replaced by flowing red lava, which flowed down the mountain and gathered into a hot lake.

Ximu stepped on the chest of a man with standing hair and raised the greatsword of death in his hand.

The man smiled happily when he saw this: "Akhtar, you are more monstrous than a monster now."

Without answering, Ximu mercilessly swung down the sword of death and cut off the head of the man in front of him. He had no interest in the NPC's last words.

Shaking off the flames wrapped around the Greatsword of Death, he glanced at the monsters hiding in the mountains, then calmly turned and left.

And not long after he left.

The monsters in the mountains poked their heads out and confirmed that the monster with black flames burning on its body had left, then they continued to move towards their destination according to their instincts.

There was clearly no communication, no agreement, and the address was not agreed upon in advance, but all the monsters were stimulated at the same time and gathered towards the destination, starting to act with the goal of becoming Typhon, the king of monsters.

……

...

Cathedral of Joy.

Office of the Bishop.

"Let me surrender to the Cult of Death?" Babylon looked at the man opposite him, put down the cigarette between his fingers, and said seriously:
"Akhtar, are you kidding?" She could tolerate Akhtar's actions in the Kingdom of Pleasure, but that did not mean she could accept surrender to the Order of Death. This had touched her bottom line, and she would never agree to it even if he killed her.

In response, Ximu smiled:

"Why don't you ask the goddess of pleasure if she is willing?" Ximu lowered his head, looking down at Babylon who was sitting on the chair, and said in a cold voice:
"Surrender does not mean joining, but it can show an attitude. If the Witch of Death seizes the dominance of the world in the future, the Goddess of Pleasure will not be liquidated and will still be the Goddess of Pleasure."

"..." The expression on Babylon's face changed slightly. She had already made up her mind to turn against him, but after listening to what Akhtar said, it seemed to make sense. If they could surrender, the Kingdom of Joy could avoid war, and the Goddess of Joy could ensure her own safety in the war between witches and gods.

That is indeed a very good thing.

As for the fact that surrendering to the Order of Death is a shame, we just need to be a little shameless and explain that we had to surrender to the Order because we didn't want innocent people to get hurt.

After all, the Church of Joy is just a small sect and has no power to resist.

"Let's think about it. This is the best option at the moment." Ximu waved his hand and sat down on a chair nearby.

Seeing this, Babylon fell silent, clasped his hands together, and prayed to the goddess of joy in the sky, conveying everything Akhtar said and also expressing his own opinions.

Shortly after.

"Akhtar, why did you do that?" Babylon suddenly asked in a charming voice. She stood up with one hand on the armrest of the chair, with an unusually charming expression on her face. She came to Akhtar's side and said, "You are so dedicated to helping the Witch of Death, and you are also killing the believers of the God of War. Do you really intend to become the servant of the Witch of Death completely?"

No matter how much the Goddess of Life values ​​Akhtar, what Akhtar does now is undoubtedly too much inclined towards the Witch of Death, which makes people wonder whether Akhtar still maintains the original intention of this hero.

Instead of being completely bewitched by the Witch of Death.

"It's such an honor that the Goddess of Joy comes to ask me in person." Ximu seemed to recognize at a glance that the person he was talking to had changed.

Babylon did not deny it, but smiled charmingly and said, "Human, what is your answer now?"

"The Witch of Death is very good to me." Ximu answered, and after seeing the Goddess of Pleasure nodded, he added, "And I don't think I'm doing anything wrong."

"Isn't it wrong to help the Witch of Death?" The Goddess of Joy frowned, and then she saw Akhtar's strange look.

"Why is helping the gods the right thing to do?" Ximu asked back, and then answered himself, "I am just choosing the method with the least loss. If I don't come to the Kingdom of Joy, the Cult of Death will definitely attack the Kingdom of Joy."

"So I should thank you?" The goddess of joy looked surprised, but Ximu nodded calmly and said, "If you want to give me something in return, I won't refuse."

He leaned against the sofa, his voice too calm.

"What's the point of stopping the monsters from gathering? There are more monsters in this world than humans. Even if we block their route, they will just take a detour and continue forward, causing more innocent people to be dragged into it."

“Sacrificing a few people can save more people. Isn’t this a very cost-effective thing?”

"..." The Goddess of Joy fell silent and looked deeply at the hero in front of her. She certainly knew this human being Akhtar. He was favored by the Goddess of Life and the Witch of Death at the same time. This was something that had never happened before.

And Akhtar is the most amazing man of our time.

"Akhtar, you are such a twisted person," she commented, "but in terms of results, you have indeed saved most people from being hurt."

If the Death Cult did not exist without Akhtar, then given the cruelty of the Death Cult, wherever they passed would be a hellish scene.

Instead of the current orderly rule, no certain church will be allowed to exist in the land ruled by the Order of Death.

Judging from the results alone, Akhtar did reduce the number of sacrifices...at least, the battle between gods and witches did not involve too many innocent people.

However, this idea of ​​sacrificing a few to save the majority is indeed twisted.

"Twisted?" Akhtar asked back, "Then as a goddess, you must have a better way, right?"

The goddess of pleasure fell silent.

There was no way she could interfere with the decisions of the Order of Death, and she didn't even dare to appear in front of the Witch of Death.

"But I did do something really bad." Akhtar smiled calmly, with a little guilt, "Now I can't keep running away."

He exhaled.

"Afterwards, I will go to the Church of the Goddess of Life to confess and ask the Goddess of Life to take back all my favors."

"The Goddess of Life has never taken back any favors she has given to her believers." The Goddess of Pleasure shook her head, "She will not take back the favor she has bestowed on you."

She understood the character of the Goddess of Life. For the Goddess of Life, the power that believers gained did not come from themselves, but from the concept of life.

The Goddess of Life just happens to represent the concept of life. Since believers have the ability to embark on this path, it is the believers' own ability.

Therefore, even though the Goddess of Life can sever the connection between her believers and the concept of life, she will not do so.

Otherwise, the pioneers will block the way for the latecomers.

Moreover, cutting off Akhtar's connection with the concept of life means that the Goddess of Life has completely abandoned Akhtar, which will make Akhtar completely stand on the side of the Witch of Death.

This will most likely cause the Order of Death to act without scruples, and from being relatively human now, they will become completely inhuman.

"Then I am probably the first person whose favor the Goddess of Life has been taken away." Ximu smiled, as if he had already realized it.

The Goddess of Joy had a speechless expression. She felt helpless towards this hero who thought too much. With the mind and height of the Goddess of Life, it was impossible for her to care too much about what Akhtar did. No matter Akhtar or the witch, from the perspective of the Goddess of Life, they were all living beings and part of the countless living beings.

It's just that among the creatures she created, there were one or two children who were particularly outstanding and rebellious.

"I can accept your joining the Church of Death." The Goddess of Pleasure changed the subject. "But the prerequisite is that the Church of Pleasure will be included in the list of targets not to be attacked, and will be treated the same as the Church of Life."

Ximu replied immediately: "Yes."

Considering the size of the Church of Joy, it would be a waste of time for him to take action, so there would be nothing wrong with ignoring it.

"Then the deal is done." The Goddess of Pleasure nodded with satisfaction and withdrew the will that descended on Babylon. She no longer had any thoughts of communicating with Akhtar, even though Akhtar looked quite handsome and she also wanted to use Babylon's body to have sex with Akhtar.

However, the goddess of life was watching beside her. If she invited Akhtar, she would definitely be blamed by the goddess of life.

So she left very decisively.

"..." Ximu stood up and looked at Babylon who had regained control of his body. After exchanging a glance with him, he left the Cathedral of Pleasure without hesitation. There was no communication between the two sides and they seemed to have lost interest in talking.

Exit the Cathedral of Joy.

The sky was dark.

Not far away was Eden and the little mare in human form. They were sitting by the fountain and whispering to each other, no one knew what they were talking about.

"Didn't I tell you to go back to the hotel and wait for me?" Ximu walked over and smiled helplessly at the two of them, "I'm just here to take care of a small matter, and I'll be back soon."

"Sleipnir wants to take a walk through the city," Eden replied, not saying directly that the filly was worried about Akhtar's safety.

"...Is that so?" Ximu glanced at the eight-legged horse beside him, which had transformed into its original form, and said with a twitch of his lips:

"Partner, are you reluctant to transform into a human form in front of me?"

"..." The little mare turned her head away. She was not opposed to it at first, but Akhtar always said things that could be easily misunderstood, which made her feel embarrassed to maintain her human form in front of Akhtar, otherwise what if he said again, "Partner, I want to ride you."

Then she would be very embarrassed.

"Forget it, as long as you like my partner." Ximu smiled gently, and then changed the subject, "Walk with me, I haven't prayed to the goddess of life for a long time."

"Yeah." Eden nodded slightly, touched her skirt, stood up, and went to the Church of Life with Akhtar.

Unlike small churches, there are Life Churches in every city or remote village in the world. This is because the Goddess of Life is the oldest goddess, and also because the power of the Goddess of Life... is very useful. It can not only make food more abundant, but also heal the body and provide people with basic living security.

Therefore, even in a place like the Kingdom of Joy, there is a Church of Life.

Go along the street.

The street lamps cast a dim light on the two people and the horse until they arrived outside a busy church.

"Ms. Margot, is the baby in my belly a boy or a girl?" A pregnant woman asked, holding an embarrassed nun tightly. "I don't care whether it's a boy or a girl, I just want to make some preparations in advance."

"I'm sorry, I haven't grown up enough to know the difference between boys and girls." Sister Margot looked helpless. She really wanted to go to the small country church. In the Land of Joy, she felt that she was not a nun, but a midwife in charge of delivering babies.

Not only did she have to deal with harassment from pregnant women, but she also had to deal with private paternity tests by some men, which almost tortured her to the point of mental breakdown.

"Okay." The pregnant woman reluctantly let go of her hand. She also knew that the nuns of the Goddess of Life would not allow her to directly say whether the baby in the womb was a boy or a girl, and even paternity testing was not allowed. However, everyone knew that believers of Life could know the blood relationship between people and could also judge whether the baby in the womb was a boy or a girl.

So there are always people who can't help but ask the believers of life.

"Please take some rest." Margot said with a smile, then she looked at Ximu and walked towards him with dignified steps, "Would you like to have a physical examination or... pray?"

"Of course I pray." Ximu smiled, "But this is the first time I've met a Sister of Life who asked if I wanted a physical examination."

"Maybe it's because there are so many newborns in the Kingdom of Joy." Margot smiled gently and then glanced at Eden beside her.

When she first saw Akhtar and Eden, she thought it was a husband bringing his wife for a physical check-up to confirm whether she was pregnant.

"Follow me." She withdrew her gaze and took Akhtar into the Church of Life, which was much more lively than the one outside the church.

The church seemed very quiet.

This is because there are fewer believers in the Kingdom of Joy, and also because churches are places that need to remain quiet.

Ximu came to the statue and began to pray. Seeing this, Margot also planned to leave the church and continue to work overtime.

But just when she was about to turn around, her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, and she actually saw... the God's favor.

Under the statue of the goddess, the man in silver armor was favored by the goddess of life, and his body radiated a fluorescent green light.

Who is this man in silver armor, and why does he receive such great favor from the gods?

(End of this chapter)