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Chapter 258 Exhausting the Meaning of Life
The wind began to gather, and a man as dark as charcoal walked out of the wind out of thin air. His bulging muscles looked like compressed steel blocks, his hair stood up like steel nails, and his whole body was filled with power.

The God of War flexed his wrist and smiled with interest: "Density Demon, I didn't expect you to appear here."

The man as dark as charcoal is the legendary density demon. He has the power to control the density of things. Even a stone on the roadside can exert terrifying power under the influence of the density power. He is a being that can exert power beyond ordinary powers.

"Who told you to kill our kind?" The Density Demon took a step back, came to the side of the Delusion Demon and smiled, "Are you not so scared that you can't stand up?"

The delusional demon shook his head, then showed a puzzled expression: "Why are you here?"

According to common sense, his attack this time was unexpected, and there was no reason for the density demon to appear in time to save him.

But the density demon appeared by such a coincidence.

"To be more precise, why do we appear in such a coincidence." The witch clone came out of thin air, followed by a man in a neat suit and with a thick beard. He held a book in one hand and had an extremely elegant smile.

“Although I have no interest in protecting you.” The void was distorted with crimson, and there were faintly a few crystal butterflies flying, revealing an atmosphere of disorder.

"But we can't let the gods kill demons at will."

The situation has changed.

The God of War smiled more and more expectantly, as it was his first experience to fight against so many demons and witches at once.

It's worth it even if I get killed here.

And since these demons don't have the power to kill him, it makes the battle even more worth looking forward to.

"The fact that you guys were able to come out and intercept us means that fate has gone awry." He looked around, "Some other force has interfered with the destiny."

The predictions about the three goddesses of fate are usually correct, but they will be deviated if they are influenced by higher-level forces. For example, the influence of the power of Ragnarok will make the predictions of the three goddesses of fate invalid, or the Witch of Death will cast a glance at the delusional demon.

There are many possibilities, but the forces behind the scenes cannot be underestimated.

"Who knows about that kind of thing?" The witch's smile was charming, and it was hard to figure out what she was thinking.

The Plague Goddess, who was not far away, heard the words and subconsciously glanced at Akhtar beside her. She saw the Lord of Ashes smiling and whispering in her ear.

"Yes, I was the one who leaked the information."

The Plague Goddess calmly withdrew her gaze, then stepped on Akhtar's foot without saying a word, and then crushed it hard several times.

But at the same time, she was thinking about why Akhtar would save the delusional demon. First of all, we can rule out the possibility that Akhtar was attracted by the delusional demon's beauty. Then it can only be that Akhtar is interested in the delusional demon's ideas.

But such an idea is of no help in saving the world.

"Can we talk?" The Delusion Demon smiled gently as always. He passed through the Density Demon Protection, looked around at the gods present and said:

"I will not force anyone to indulge in delusion in order to satisfy the value of life, but you must give me ideas to spread the concept."

The Plague Goddess asked: "What ideas do you want to spread?"

The God of War crossed his arms across his chest, stepped aside and began to wait. He was not interested in discussing so-called concepts. After all, strength determined everything in this world. The contradictions they were facing now all came from the fact that the Lord of Ashes was too powerful, causing the world to fall into pessimism, which was why all kinds of strange concepts appeared.

But everything will be fine as long as the Lord of Ashes is defeated.

"Everyone needs a certain length of life to realize the meaning of their life." The delusional demon expressed his thoughts, "But three years is too short. Most people simply cannot realize the meaning of their life and thus calmly accept their own death."

"So you plan to let them die early in their delusions?" The Plague Goddess frowned subconsciously, feeling that the delusional demon was speaking sophistry, but this sophistry was extremely attractive, especially under the tragedy of Ragnarok.

"Death is not unacceptable as long as it can fulfill the meaning of one's life." The delusional demon kept smiling, speaking in a gentle voice, "Everyone's birth is meaningless to the person concerned, but in the future they will give their lives corresponding meaning, and they will act for this meaning throughout their lives."

He held out his hands.

“The meaning of countless people’s lives gathered together is the weight of the world itself. But if the meaning of everyone’s life is satisfied, then the meaning gathered by countless people will disappear, and the weight of the world itself will be nothing.”

"And it doesn't matter if the world is burned to ashes by the Lord of Ashes."

No wonder the three goddesses of fate want to get rid of you.

The witch clone's eyes became subtle as she looked at the delusional demon with his hands outstretched and a divine smile. This guy was, to some extent, destroying the collective meaning of the world, allowing everyone to realize the meaning of their own life in delusion.

And if everyone can realize the meaning of life, then death is not unacceptable. Compared to only living for three years in reality, satisfying the meaning of life in delusion is indeed a relatively cost-effective thing.

"But there are people who want to live with their wives and children?" The Plague Goddess raised her doubts.

The Devil of Delusion replied:
"Then connect their delusions together, give them a real chance to get in touch with each other, play the role of a father and see his daughter grow up, get married, live a happy life, and then accompany his wife on the same day... die."

The Plague Goddess shook her head: "If it were a real opportunity, my wife and daughter might not live according to my father's wishes."

"But my father still has plenty of time to think about the meaning of his life." The Delusion Demon smiled, "He will find the end of his life sooner or later. If he still can't find it, then he has lived the life he should have lived."

The God of War laughed out loud: "There are always people in this world who are unwilling to indulge in delusions, so what are you going to do?"

The Devil of Delusion replied, "I'm talking about helping the weak. The meaning of their lives has never included the option of transcending Ragnarok. I just want them to be able to lead a normal life before Ragnarok comes."

He lowered his outstretched hands.

"Fall in love, get married, fulfill your desire to be a painter or musician, and then accept your own death in old age."

"As for those who are unwilling to accept, I will fully respect their choice, because they are all strong people who can face the cold reality, but the people I want to help are never strong people."

“I want to be a friend to the underdog and give them a chance to fulfill their own purpose in life.”

This is what he thought in his heart. Since there is a high probability that Ragnarok cannot be overcome, what he can do is to give everyone the opportunity to fulfill the meaning of their lives.

And if everyone can fulfill the meaning of their life and enter the correct death in delusion, then even if the Lord of Ashes burns the world into ashes, he is just burning the empty shell called the world.

Because everyone has satisfied their own meaning in life, the world itself does not need to carry any meaning.

"I think it's good." The Sick Witch suddenly scratched her cheek. "People live for the pursuit of self-realization, or they have a strong obsession with someone or something. As long as they can achieve it, it doesn't matter whether it's reality or delusion. The means to achieve the meaning of life do not have to rely on...reality."

The Plague Goddess showed a distressed expression. Seeing this, the Delusion Demon continued to persuade: "I don't have the ability to stop the strong who want to face the crisis of Ragnarok in reality. You can still use their talents to find a way to overcome Ragnarok. I just want to give ordinary people who are worthless to demons and witches a chance to realize their own life value."

"You are really so kind-hearted that it's overflowing." The God of War suddenly lost interest in fighting. He understood the nature of the Delusional Demon. He was a guy who was close to being a saint and wanted to save the world in his own way.

Since this world will eventually be burned to ashes by Ragnarok, and countless people will die in pain and despair, it would be better to use one's own abilities to allow everyone to satisfy their life pursuits in delusion, so that they can step into... death with peace of mind.

Under this premise, the coming of Ragnarok is nothing more than burning a world with nothing, because everyone has satisfied the meaning of their own lives, and the Lord of Ashes can only burn the empty shell of the world.

In a sense, the Devil of Delusion defeated the Lord of Ashes because he exhausted the life that he bestowed on the world prematurely.

"This is just a way that incompetent people came up with to escape Ragnarok." The delusional demon lowered his head and frankly admitted that his method was not very good. If the world had more time, he would patiently wait for others to come up with a reliable opportunity.

But now it’s only three years.

The God of War stared deeply at the delusional demon, then turned around and left. Seeing this, the Goddess of Plague sighed lightly, then turned into black mist and disappeared on the spot, without continuing to kill the delusional demon.

The tense situation that was about to break out eased instantly.

"It sounds good though." The witch clone put her hands behind her back, looked at the smiling delusional demon, and questioned:

"But can you satisfy the life meaning of everyone in the world?"

The delusional demon immediately replied: "I can't do that."

The witch of clone twitched her lips. It was just as she expected. This guy did not have the ability to give delusions to everyone at the same time, and there was no way to avoid deviations in the process. It was very likely that there would be problems.

"Then how can you guarantee that you will not abandon some people during the execution process, or that you will prevent some people from achieving the meaning of their lives?"

"So I need your help." The delusional demon smiled sincerely, "With your help, I can definitely do it."

"I'm not interested in that kind of thing." The witch clone turned around, her voice filled with a hint of disgust, "I'm not planning on just waiting to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Help the delusional devil to fulfill everyone's wishes, let everyone die early, and thus exhaust the meaning of savings in the world.

This kind of thing means nothing to her.

The Delusion Demon cast his hopeful gaze on the Density Demon, only to see the dark-skinned demon shrug his shoulders and then spread his hands and said:

"I have no interest in helping the so-called weak, let alone whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. There is no way to accurately draw a conclusion."

He questioned the delusional demon.

“Is this behavior different from murder?”

The delusional demon didn't answer.

Is this action considered murder? In his heart... the answer is yes, but he still has to carry it out because he can't bear to watch the weak die in despair three years later, when it is clear that they have not used up all their time to pursue everything they want.

So even if he knows that he will kill someone, he will still act. But if someone chooses to refuse, he will also be very...happy.

"I will stay with you during this time." The density demon sighed, "Guys like you are too easy to be killed."

The delusional demon smiled and said, "Being killed may not be such a bad thing."

"Don't say that. I'm curious about how far you can go." Ximu appeared next to the delusional demon.

His figure half appeared.

"You are the one who has come up with a relatively feasible plan. If the Lord of Ashes burns the world and only an empty shell remains, then in a sense you are the man who defeated the Lord of Ashes. You are stronger than the God of Omniscience."

"I just couldn't resist the Lord of Ashes and thought of a way to escape." The Delusion Demon shook his head and then asked, "What should I call you?"

Ximu said seriously, "Demon from outside the realm."

"Although your hiding abilities are quite similar, you are probably not the same person." The density demon shook his head. He had seen with his own eyes what an extraterrestrial demon looked like, so he was sure that this guy was not an extraterrestrial demon.

"You can call me the Existence Demon." Ximu made up a story, and the Density Demon and the Delusion Demon didn't care. They could also see that this strange guy was hiding his identity and didn't intend to reveal the real information.

"Existential Demon, are you interested in my plan?" The delusional demon made an invitation. He really needed someone talented enough to help him carry out his plan.

"I'm a little interested." Ximu admitted frankly, "I can tell you how to complete the plan, but you also need to help me do something."

Now he is in the stage of trying to design a new world model and needs to find someone to simulate and test it, so he is willing to promote the plan of the delusional demon.

"I don't think it will be an easy task." The Delusion Demon showed a distressed expression, but still agreed, "If it's within a reasonable range, then yes."

……

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Lakeside residence.

Ximu walked into the living room and saw the Plague Goddess holding her chin with one hand, with no reaction to his arrival... No, it wasn't exactly no reaction.

She deliberately turned her head away from herself.

"Isn't the delusional devil's plan quite interesting?" Ximu had no sense of boundaries. He sat directly next to the Plague Goddess, then picked up the biscuits on the table and fed them to the Plague Goddess's mouth.

The Plague Goddess turned her head away, but the biscuit that was handed to her mouth was following her like a shadow. She had no choice but to bite it, but the anger she had been holding in her heart also leaked out as she bit the biscuit, and the deliberate distance she had maintained also disappeared.

"Didn't the Delusional Demon promise not to force you?" Ximu chuckled, picked up a biscuit on the table and handed it to the Plague Goddess's mouth, as if he was feeding a hamster.

"This is much gentler and more kind than most gods."

(End of this chapter)