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Chapter 181 Goddess of Death, Save Me
Ximu frowned subconsciously, his eyes fixed on the birdcage in the hands of the God of Hell, as if he was planning to snatch Evelyn's soul.

The God of Hell didn't care about this, even though Akhtar had the Boon of the Witch of Death and could theoretically cause harm to the gods.

But that's only in theory.

"This deal is a win-win for you." He looked at Akhtar's cold expression, "We just want to borrow the power of the Saint of Fate, and you can successfully rescue the little princess you've been thinking about."

"That's meaningless, right?" Ximu said coldly, "With the strength of the Creation Witch, she won't be affected by the return of death."

"You really know the true ability of the Saint of Destiny." The God of Hell smiled and waved his hand. Two chairs and a round table appeared in front of him.

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

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

"The Creation Witch's memory will not be affected by the return of death. On the contrary, the seal 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 effects of Death Return. The Death Goddess can also resist the effects of Death Return. She can also accumulate experience."

He explained it this way.

"The Death Goddess in the real world battle already has an overwhelming advantage. If we give her enough time, she will be able to defeat the Virtual Witch and the Color Witch."

Ximu reacted after hearing this: "Then the Goddess of Death can return to Hell as soon as possible and 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 dealt with the Imaginary Witch and the Color Witch before the Saint of Fate's Death Return reaches the limit, then we can directly notify the Goddess of Death to return to Hell and give priority to sealing the Creation Witch."

Although it is important to deal with the witches in the world, the Witch of Creation who is sealed in the lowest level of hell is obviously more troublesome, so he would rather give up dealing with 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 join forces, it will be the biggest threat to the gods in the sky.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Ximu fell into deep thought. He had no intention of following the two-choice option offered by the God of Hell, but had to give a conflicted response at this time.

"Don't be anxious, you still have time to think." The God of Hell was very calm and believed that Akhtar would make the right choice because the deal was too good to be true. As long as he handed over the Saint of Destiny, he could exchange it for the soul of the little dragon princess.

Although this seemed like betraying the Saint of Fate, given the Saint of Fate's affection for Akhtar, it would be nothing more than coaxing her after his death.

Anyway, the Saint of Fate will never really die.

"Suna didn't go to hell with me." Ximu answered, looking at the stunned expression of the God of Hell, "I won't use my friends as tools for transactions."

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 fate." Ximu said calmly, "With just one order from the three goddesses of fate, Suna can immediately launch the death return."

Because it’s extremely embarrassing.

The God of Hell thought silently 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 the sky.

Originally, after he artificially triggered the death and return of the Saint of Fate, the best option would be to ask the Goddess of Death for help, and let the Goddess of Death return immediately to seal the Witch of Creation.

But he chose to rely on himself to suppress the Witch of Creation, wanting to delay until the Goddess of Death dealt with the witches. However, the strength of the Witch of Creation was more difficult than he expected, and even with the seal, there was no way to suppress the Witch of Creation for too long.

That's why he wanted to use the Saint of Fate to trigger the return of Death, so as to change his plan and no longer try to rely on himself to suppress the return of the Witch of Creation.

Instead, he directly invited the goddess of death back.

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

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

The God of Hell had a subtle expression: "After the death is reset and I return, I will directly let the little dragon princess' soul go. It is meaningless for you to take the little dragon princess' soul now."

"I just want to see Evelyn's soul." Ximu turned his head slightly and said something he didn't even believe, "I have no memory after returning from death, so I want to contact her now..."

"You took the little dragon princess' soul and you just ran away?" The God of Hell twitched his mouth, "Akhtar, has anyone ever told you that you are not good at lying?"

Ximu didn't answer.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. I will still ask the three goddesses of fate to ask the Saint of Fate to commit suicide." The God of Hell said calmly, "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 make a choice between the two?" Ximu asked coldly, and the God of Hell smiled. The prerequisite for not making a choice between the two is that Akhtar has the strength, otherwise he can only follow the rules set by the strong.

"Understood." Ximu exhaled and left the Twin Towers. His back was very long and just covered the birdcage that imprisoned Evelyn's soul.

……

...

Shortly after leaving the Twin Towers.

"The God of Hell is willing to release Evelyn's soul." Ximu casually swung the Great Sword of Death and killed the attacking silkworm pupa, as if talking to himself, "But the price is to hand over Suna."

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

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

"If you just hand me over, that's fine." Suna shook her head slightly. She had died many times, so she naturally didn't mind dying a few more times.

however.

"It is inevitable that the Witch of Creation will break free from the seal. Even if we can stop her once or twice, it will be meaningless," 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 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 an inevitable result. No... to be more precise, it is something that is bound to happen after her ability is exposed.

In order to undo the mistakes that happened in the past, he 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 Evelyn's soul." Ximu smiled and came to Suna.

He stroked Suna's delicate face.

"But you won't just listen to me, right?" Of course not.

Suna opened her mouth. She couldn't allow a dangerous existence like the Witch of Creation to appear. Otherwise, if the Witch of Creation and the Witch of Death joined forces, a more brutal war would surely break out.

"So, just have some sleep." Ximu stroked Su Na's face with his hand and suddenly hit her on the neck, knocking her unconscious.

In order to prevent Suna from being awakened by the three goddesses of fate, a special sleeping prayer was cast to force Suna into a forced sleep.

at the same time.

In this world.

"What's wrong?" White Dragon King turned his head to look at the tears streaming down his daughter's pretty face, his eyes revealing confusion. He has always been protecting his daughter's safety, and no one has ever attacked his daughter, so why is his daughter crying?

In response to this, the white-haired loli raised her hand and touched the tear marks on her cheek. Her ruby-like eyes revealed confusion. She felt sad for no reason and tears flowed out involuntarily. Obviously, she was fine now and there was no reason to be sad.

But she quickly reacted.

"Perhaps Akhtar has already gone to hell and touched my soul." She analyzed, her voice getting lower and lower, "I just don't know what happened in hell..."

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

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

The souls that go to hell can only be managed by the gods of hell, and the gods in heaven have no room to intervene. This is to maintain the independence of hell and also because hell has the goddess of death to rely on.

Even though he was the consort of the sun god, he could not get his daughter's soul back from hell.

And right now.

"Buzz!" The sky suddenly darkened, 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, being cut one by one, turning into countless pieces.

The heaven and earth came to a standstill.

Immediately, a powerful explosion spread, carrying with it scorching heat, as if formatting the world, and everything was shrouded in white light.

After a while, the light faded.

"They can't hold on any longer." The White Dragon King put down his hands that were blocking his eyes and looked at the battle in the distance. He already felt that the Imaginary Witch and the Color Witch were already struggling and could no longer hold back the Goddess of Death.

The battle will be over soon.

however.

The goddess of death suddenly stopped swinging her scythe, ignored the nervous imaginary witch and the color witch, slashed open 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 Colors, but also surprised all the audience.

Why stop suddenly on the eve of victory?

"..." The Goddess of Lies and the Witch of Colors looked at each other, neither of them understood what the Goddess of Death was going to do.

Could it be that the unsealed Witch of Death went to hell to steal a home, causing the goddess of death to return to hell?

……

...

The bottom of hell.

Ximu cut his palm and let the blood drip onto the ground, spreading and dyeing the grey earth red. The strange creatures that kept emerging from the ground suddenly knelt on the cold ground, exploding like flesh and blood bombs, dyeing hell with blood and flesh.

Blood dyed hell red.

The breath of life was stronger than ever before, providing the Creation Witch with the coordinates for returning to the world.

"Witch of Creation, I want to ask you a favor." Ximu inserted the Greatsword of Death in his hand into the ground, looked at the white arms stretched out in the void in front of him, and let him touch her cheek.

"Help me to snatch the soul of a young dragon from the hands of the god of hell."

"Ah~ OK." A gentle female voice was heard, and as the hand stroking the cheek exerted a little force, Ximu saw the true form of the Witch of Creation.

Her figure is very mature, and the attractive curves she draws out all highlight her feminine gentleness and maternal nature. However, as soon as you meet her cold and rational amber eyes, you will instantly abandon the illusion that she is a gentle woman.

Unlike the all-embracing motherhood of the Goddess of Life, the Witch of Creation views everything equally as material for research.

Instead of giving them care, they are treated as objects of research.

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

"Feeling of being deceived?" The Creation Witch was puzzled. She withdrew her hands that were caressing Akhtar's cheeks and cast her eyes on the hidden incarnation of the All-Knowing Tree beside her. "Is she an enemy or a friend?"

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

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

This man came to hell and liberated her as promised, so she would naturally give him corresponding rewards, as long as it was within her ability.

Ximu thought for a moment and said, "Right now I just want you to help me get back the soul of the young dragon."

"..."

The Witch of Creation did not answer, and her figure disappeared from the spot. Then the twin towers in the distance suddenly disappeared from the spot.

There was no explosion, no roar, it was as if the Twin Towers had been 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 let you out?"

"..." The Witch of Creation did not answer and walked towards the God of Hell. An inexplicable power 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 to spit out venom.

This was the Witch of Creation redefining his life form, transforming him into a confused lump of meat.

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

(End of this chapter)