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Chapter 184: Lady Witch of Death, Did You Win?
Hell is very dangerous.

This piece of information brought the war involving dozens of countries to an abrupt halt, but this certainly did not mean that the two sides had let go of their hatred.

"If I die in battle, I'll go to hell." A knight sat in front of the fire, looking at the dried meat cooking in the pot, and said with a hint of barely perceptible fear, "I hope I won't encounter the battle between the Witch of Death and the Goddess of Death."

"After we die, we will only be in the shallowest level of hell." The nun next to him smiled gently, but she couldn't hide her worry. "I heard that the Goddess of Death and the Witch of Death are fighting in the lowest level of hell. Even if we die, it won't have any impact."

"What if the winner is the Witch of Death?" the knight suddenly asked. Seeing the nun's surprised look, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He scratched his head.

"Sorry, just pretend I never said that."

Now the war has come to an abrupt end, but it is not because the cult group is too strong. The church coalition still has the advantage. As long as the attack continues, the cult group will be eliminated.

But no one wanted to continue fighting. They were all waiting for the battle between the Goddess of Death and the Witch of Death to end.

Who wins, who loses.

This concerns the future of this world. If the person who walks out of hell is the Witch of Death, then perhaps it will herald the end of the Age of Gods.

"The Goddess of Death will definitely win." The nun whispered to comfort her, "And even if the Goddess of Death is defeated, Gao Tian still has the Goddess of Life, the Three Goddesses of Fate, the God of War, and many other powerful gods."

"That's true." The knight was silent for a moment, then forced a smile at the nun. He felt the same way, but the thought that the rule of the gods could be shaken had already impacted the worldview he had built in the past.

"And if the Goddess of Death cannot win, then the gods can also come to her aid. The Witch of Death is only one person after all, and there is no powerful being around her that can influence the outcome of the battle." The nun added.

Although the Witch of Death is known as the most powerful witch in history and possesses the power to bring down gods, there is only one Witch of Death after all, and only the Witch of Death can bring death to gods.

When things are impossible to do, the gods will definitely make the right choice.

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The bottom of hell.

"Ugh!" The God of War pinched his neck, but still couldn't help spitting out a white insect egg. He stomped the insect egg to death with an ugly look on his face, and then looked at the opposite side with fear.

In an environment filled with insects, the Witch of Creation stretched out a white finger and caught a mantis with flapping wings. Then, as if billions of years of time had been condensed, the body of the small mantis expanded rapidly and turned into a creature with sharp blades growing on its body, as if it was made of swords.

The knees, elbows, back, and forehead all have sharp angles like blades, and the mouth is full of sharp teeth, dripping with liquid that is enough to destroy a country.

Such creatures are everywhere, and they are born continuously, relying on the immortal body of the God of Hell as their nourishment.

Although this did not threaten the gods, it did impact hell.

As the Goddess of Death and the Witch of Death fought, more and more barriers of hell layers were broken, causing the creations of the Witch of Creation to flow into other hell layers.

"What a disgusting woman." The God of War gritted his teeth. He had an unprecedented disgust for the Witch of Creation. Compared to the Witch of Death who could kill people directly, the Witch of Creation would make people's lives worse than death. Just a light slap on the face would turn them into a distorted life, and their consciousness and personality would be completely shifted.

And right now.

"Shut up!" The sword suddenly pierced through the chest of the God of War, and then a small foot wrapped in white socks kicked him in the waist.

The body of the God of War was like a stream of bullets, killing the monsters along the way one by one until it hit a moving piece of flesh.

He stood up, holding his abdomen, and looked at his attacker.

"Goddess of Pharmacology, you are not yet in your right mind."

"My mind is perfectly normal." The person who responded was a woman dressed in a nurse's uniform. She had long green hair tied into a ponytail and draped over her shoulders. She was holding a bloody blade and gently stroking her slightly red face with one hand.

"I have always been the Creation Witch's...dog."

God of War: “…”

Hadn't the pharmacology goddess's memory been cleansed thoroughly from the inside out, why did she still retain the memory of being a dog?

No matter what he thinks.

The pharmacology goddess couldn't wait to come to the side of the Creation Witch, kneeling on the blood-stained ground, rubbing her cheek against the Creation Witch's white thighs.

"Lady Creation Witch, Pharmacology has been waiting for your return."

"..." The Creation Witch lowered her head and looked at the Pharmacology Goddess with blushing cheeks, rubbing her thighs hard.

"Pharmacology, why can you still retain my memory?"

"After you were sealed, I immediately guessed that the gods would erase my memory." The goddess of pharmacology replied, "So I made a secret medicine to preserve my memory and swallowed it in advance. It will take effect in three years."

After saying that, she rubbed the Creation Witch's thigh again, inhaled the Creation Witch's scent intoxicatedly, and felt unprecedented satisfaction.

In the past, she was a serious and rigorous goddess. Apart from pharmacology, she was basically not interested in anything and was considered an iceberg goddess. However, since she was captured by the Witch of Creation, she has completed a complete sublimation on the physical and mental levels.

Not the high and mighty goddess, but the Creation Witch's...dog.

"Really?" The Witch of Creation responded indifferently. She was not interested in the loyalty of the Goddess of Pharmacology. She originally captured several goddesses for research, mainly because creatures like gods were too special, so she used many ideas and experiments on the captured goddesses. This was also the reason why the personalities of the captured goddesses were completely ruined. Some people thought she was her Star Fury, some thought she was her daughter, and some thought she was her dog.

But to her, they are just a group of relatively rare research materials and have no special value other than research.

She couldn't really treat them as Starfury, that would be a sheer waste of her research time and energy, and she had no interest in women.

No... to be more precise, no living creature has much interest in it. In her eyes, the desire to reproduce is just a little trick that can be manipulated at will.

In the past, when she faced the punishment of the gods, she interfered with the Sun God, causing the Sun God to fall in love with a tree and feel that a tree was more attractive than any goddess.

"Master, the gods have arranged for the God of Assassination to attack the Witch of Death." The Goddess of Pharmacology was intoxicated by the Creation Witch's big white legs while she spoke out the secret information, "As long as there is a suitable opportunity, they will attack."

"I'll pay attention." The Creation Witch said calmly, raised her hand and touched the head of the Pharmacology Goddess, just like a master rewarding a pet dog.

The Goddess of Pharmacology narrowed her eyes comfortably. She knew that this information would satisfy the Witch of Creation. This was also the reason why she had been resisting coming to the Witch of Creation.

"You won't have the chance to intervene." The God of War clenched his fists, blood vessels bulging in his arms. His mission was to delay the dangerous existence of the Witch of Creation so that she would not have enough time to assist the Witch of Death.

In response, the Witch of Creation didn't even give him a glance, and even the omnipotent realm didn't reach him. In her eyes, he was just an insignificant little character.

Not even as good as the God of Hell.

"Ha~ I was underestimated." The God of War exhaled, and the blood vessels on the surface of his body continued to bulge, and his strength doubled and surged in an incredible way. Enemies and friends strengthened.

This is the ability of the God of War, which can replicate all friendly forces with good intentions onto itself, and also replicate all enemy forces onto itself.

In a nutshell, whether it is an enemy or a friend, they can all become his source of power. As long as the enemies and friends are within his observation range, they can provide him with equal power, thus pushing his power to an incredible level.

Of course, the power provided is limited to strength, and he will not gain the abilities of enemies or friends, but even so his power can reach unprecedented heights.

If the Witch of Creation and the Witch of Death were not mechanical monsters, he would be able to suppress everything by himself.

The indifferent look of the Witch of Creation finally changed, and she cast a glance at the God of War. She waved her hand lightly, and countless swarms of insects around her rioted, rushing towards the God of War.

Cannot be touched.

The God of War knew very well that if he was touched by the creation of the Witch of Creation, his own life form would most likely be distorted. He might even fall in love with a tree and mess around with it when no one was around.

He held his breath to prevent the undetectable spores in the air from entering his body, and at the same time threw a punch containing fire magic.

"Boom!" Hell shook, and then a raging flame spread, engulfing everything in sight. The swarms of insects all over the sky and ground turned into charred corpses in an instant.

However, the flames that shook the hell layer seemed to suddenly come alive, and suddenly gathered in one direction, eventually turning into a glowing sphere and falling into the hands of the Witch of Creation.

This was not a crushing force from the Witch of Creation, but simply an interference with the flames using her authority.

The flames that are powerful enough to burn the hell layer are just a simpler form of life from the perspective of the Witch of Creation.

And in the eyes of the Witch of Creation, life can be interfered with.

"..." The God of War twitched his lips. He hated these guys who had developed their power to an outrageous extent. Not only was it unpleasant to fight them, but he also had to be wary of the extent to which they could use their power.

A punch that was powerful enough to shake the bottom of hell was easily neutralized by the opponent's power. This feeling was very... depressing.

But the Witch of Creation ignored the God of War's thoughts. She threw out the flames in her hand and gave life to this ball of high-concentration fire magic.

"Roar!" The moment the high-concentration fire magic ball touched the ground, it merged with the earth and became a giant with flowing magma.

The newly born lava giant did not hesitate to self-destruct at the God of War, as if it were nuclear fusion.

Although the magic power contained is equal to the power of the God of War's fist, the damage it causes is higher than that of the God of War.

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at the same time.

This world.

In a mountain full of monsters.

Ximu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Typhon, the king of monsters, and asked, "Are you a monster witch or Jörmungandr now?"

Typhon, the King of Monsters, responded: "Does that matter?"

"If it's Jörmungandr, then we're friends." Ximu explained calmly, "If it's Typhon, the King of Monsters, then we're partners."

Typhon, the King of Monsters, was silent for a long time. She inherited all the memories and emotions of the King of Monsters, but she also had the memories and emotions of Jörmungandr.

She thought for a moment and replied:
"I am not Typhon, the King of Monsters, nor am I Jörmungandr. I am just a new life that inherits their memories."

"..." Ximu turned his head and looked at the mare beside him. He raised his hand and touched her neck, saying:
"You guys can talk among yourselves." After he finished speaking, he turned into starlight and disappeared on the spot, heading towards the current headquarters of the Order of Death.

Now he unexpectedly had nothing to do. He had to wait for the Witch of Death and the Goddess of Death to decide the winner before he could proceed with his next plan.

Of course, he can also continue to level up. According to the official game settings, the ritual to become a demon is to triple the original level. With his current strength of level 101, he will probably be at level 303 the moment he becomes a demon.

If he continued to level up now, he could indeed become a stronger demon, but that was too inefficient.

It would be better to wait until the ceremony to have a good fight.

……

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The headquarters of the Death Cult does not exist in the real world. Instead, it is a plane that matches the real world, a country of puppets with unique abilities from puppet girls.

"Are you going to become a devil?" Lu Wei sat on the chair, holding a cigarette between her fingers, looking at the man opposite her. "If you do that, you will no longer be a hero, nor will you be the...darling of the goddess of life."

"What?" Ximu smiled, "As the bishop of the Order of Death, are you still going to persuade me not to become a demon?"

"Of course I welcome you to become a devil." Lu smiled and flicked the cigarette butt with her fingers, and the ashes fell to the ground.

Her expression turned serious.

"But I hope you think carefully about what you will encounter after becoming a demon. This will make you feel much better. Otherwise, you will not feel good when you face your former friends and admirers."

"Luwei, you are really a good woman." Ximu laughed, "You should stop smoking in the future."

Lu Wei's expression immediately became regretful: "It's because you threw the work to me, which caused too much pressure. Do you know what kind of pressure I'm going through now?"

"But you did a good job, didn't you?" Ximu smiled with trust, which made Luwei roll her eyes. She leaned back in her chair and fell into silence. Ever since she was chosen by Akhtar to be the head of the Order of Death, she not only had to worry about whether there would be problems with her plans, but also had to face assassinations all the time.

The mental pressure is enough to drive a person crazy.

And right now.

The void suddenly opened up.

Ximu looked subconsciously and saw the Witch of Death walking out of the black hole. Except for her breath becoming much weaker, there was not much other change.

Lu Wei standing next to her stood up excitedly. Since the Witch of Death left Hell alive, it meant that Gaotian's strongest goddess of death was defeated.

"Lady Witch of Death, you won?"

(End of this chapter)