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Chapter 268: Tenderness for the Weak
"Longing for a correct death?" Ashlia looked a little confused. She couldn't understand what the white-robed man in the sky was saying. The deepest fear in this world is death. Who would long for death?

The delusional demon in the sky seemed to have anticipated this. He set his eyes on the person beside him. The air suddenly twisted and a mature woman appeared. Her deep blue eyes looked at the delusional demon tenderly, full of enviable love.

"She is my wife, and also my delusion." The delusional demon reached out and stroked the cheek of the woman beside him. "She is not a real person, but just a puppet that I can manipulate at will."

"Henry, this is enough." The woman raised her hand and held the hand of the delusional demon, smiling gently and guiltily, "It doesn't matter even if it's just a delusion. I will accompany you to the right death."

The density demon not far away turned his head away when he saw this, feeling a little bit sorry for the delusional demon communicating with his delusional wife.

With the ability and talent of the delusional demon, it is certainly impossible for him to be so lonely that he needs to fantasize about having a wife. In fact, the delusional demon really has a wife who loves him, but she died very early, which caused the delusional demon to have mental problems. He fantasized that his wife was still alive by his side, but ordinary people could not see her.

And now that he has imagined that the devil has materialized his wife, it is tantamount to exposing his scars to the whole world and facing countless ridicules. There is actually someone who has the delusion that he loves his wife. He is really a... pitiful creature.

He was well aware of the desire to survive in people's hearts, and he also knew that people would not easily give up the desire to survive.

"An imaginary wife?" Ashleya looked puzzled and raised her hand to lift her golden hair by her ear. "Since you have become a demon, would you still be in need of a wife?"

Since he has become a devil, he can get any kind of beauty he wants, so why bother fantasizing about having a wife who loves him?

And the woman that I imagined was not particularly beautiful.

"Usually," Ximu answered, "after becoming a demon, they will cherish the lover who has accompanied them throughout their growth. Even if this lover is weak and pitiful, they will not choose someone who seems to be better."

After reaching the level of a demon, as long as they are not at the same level, there will not be much difference in the eyes of the demon. The demon will not look at you differently just because you are at the pinnacle of human beings, unless this person has the potential to become a demon or is too talented.

"Yes." Ashlia lowered her head. She suddenly thought of the scene when Akhtar was with her sister. Suddenly she understood why Akhtar chose to be with her sister. It was not because her sister's charm was enough to confuse the Lord of Ashes, but simply because the Lord of Ashes and her sister had experienced hardships together.

This is why her sister was favored by the Lord of Ashes.

If she had gone to see the Plague Goddess before time went back, would her fate have developed differently? Now the woman standing next to the Lord of Ashes would be herself, possessing a noble status that defied the gods.

And right now.

"Some people may be curious about why I fantasize about my wife." The delusional demon withdrew his hand that was caressing his wife's cheek, only to see the woman who was materialized turn into a shadow and disappear on the spot.

"Because my real wife has passed away, I missed her and created a false body, imagining that my wife is still by my side."

He expressed his thoughts.

"My original vision for life was to grow old with my children and my wife, and then accept... death calmly."

"This is the right death that I can accept." The light and gentle voice spread throughout the world, explaining what the right death is.

The explanations are very easy to understand, without too many difficult-to-understand words, so that everyone can understand his ideas correctly as much as possible.

Not everyone in this world is smart, and their education levels are different, so the delusional demon must use the most understandable words to make everyone understand.

"Of course, this is only the correct death I can accept." The Delusion Demon smiled very gently, revealing a compassion that was almost that of a saint. "Everyone is willing to accept a different correct death. Some people want to become a world-famous blacksmith, some want to become a famous hero, and some want to burn the world to ashes. Everyone has different inner visions, but everyone has something they want to accomplish."

He held out his hand to everyone.

"I can satisfy all your wishes, let all of you fulfill your wishes in delusion, and then usher in the correct death."

"But the price you pay for this is that while you will achieve a correct death in your fantasy, you will also... die in reality."

"What's the difference between this and running away?" A casual voice suddenly came, and then a bald, strong man appeared in front of everyone, hugging a feminine man with one hand.

The Devil of Delusion did not show any anger when he saw this. He looked at the God of War who was approaching and said:

“It’s an escape.”

God of War: “…”

"It's been less than three years since Ragnarok came." The Delusion Demon explained, "For the strong, Ragnarok is a challenge, but for ordinary people, it's a disaster that they can't resist. Their lives will come to an abrupt end. They may not even experience love, or even leave the village gate. This is really unfair to them."

He said it sincerely.

"It doesn't matter if it's just a delusion. I hope everyone can realize their own value and die properly."

"But what if someone wants to accompany their family into a proper death?" The God of War asked, "Not everyone desires to fulfill their own wishes. Some people desire real people."

The Devil of Delusion smiled and replied: "As long as both parties are willing, they can connect each other's delusions and they can still stay together and enter the correct death."

"What if one of them is unwilling to connect each other's delusions?" asked the God of War. He did not care about the so-called pity for the weak by the delusional demon. For him as a strong man, the so-called self-realization of the weak was not important at all.

Now he was just following orders to negate the delusional demon's plans.

However, the goddess of fate asked him to deny it, and she probably didn't expect him to really deny the delusional devil's plan. As long as the ending of Ragnarok does not change, the delusional devil's plan will have unparalleled appeal.

There is no point in denying it anyway.

"That's their own choice." The Devil of Delusion showed an unexpectedly cold side. "All I can do is provide choices. I can't satisfy everyone. If they don't want to connect their delusions, then I won't interfere."

"Really?" The God of War thought for a moment, "But now Ragnarok has not yet arrived, so isn't it too hasty to rush everyone into a proper death?"

"That's right." The Devil of Delusion admitted, "If you don't try to cross Ragnarok and directly step into the correct death in delusion, it would be too tragic." The God of War grinned: "Do you think Ragnarok can be crossed? It is the end of the existence time and the end of all things."

In fact, he also felt that Ragnarok could not be overcome, but he did not feel fear for it. He was just looking forward to challenging the absolutely invincible existence.

"How do you know if you don't try?" said the delusional demon, his eyes fell on the omniscient saint, and then he took a step back.

Next is the time for the Omniscient Saint. She is just a demon with mercy on the weak. The only plan she can come up with is to make everyone die correctly in delusion, and she can't do anything else.

Surpassing Ragnarok was beyond his capabilities.

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple." The God of War stared at the all-knowing saint in a gray cloak, then suddenly opened his arms and said loudly:
"Let me introduce you to this seemingly fragile girl. She is the incarnation of the all-knowing tree that is everywhere. She possesses all the wisdom in the world. She has witnessed the development and decline of all civilizations. She is the oldest existence in this world."

"In her eyes, gods are but infants, the world is but the garden where she takes root, and all life grows under her wings."

Eden: "..."

"Then how do you, such a great man, plan to save this world that is about to be burned to ashes?" The God of War waved his hand and looked at the Omniscient Saint with interest. Everything he said was true, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that the Omniscient Saint could come up with a more reliable plan to save the world. If even the Omniscient Saint could not come up with a more reliable plan.

Then this world will inevitably be burned to ashes.

Gao Tian.

In the tower of wisdom.

"I knew the Omniscient Saint would take action." The Goddess of Cycles put one hand on her waist and glanced at the Goddess of Wisdom not far away and asked:
"What plan do you think the All-Knowing Saint can come up with?"

The Goddess of Wisdom shook her head slightly. She looked at the projected image in the sky, expecting the Omniscient Saint to come up with a reliable plan. Even though she was a goddess of wisdom, it did not mean she could be on par with the Omniscient Saint. As the incarnation of the Omniscient Tree that was everywhere in the world, she had witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations and possessed all the knowledge in the world. What kind of plan could the Omniscient Saint come up with? Even she had no way of guessing.

But what is certain is that this plan will definitely give people hope of survival, because the Omniscient Saint really hates... people who enter dreams and escape from reality.

Although the omniscient saint is protecting a group of elects who are in their dreams.

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hell.

Lowest level.

The Witch of Death looked calmly at the projection in the sky, then lowered her head to look at the thorny iron cage in her hand, in which the soul of the little dragon princess was imprisoned.

She had no intention of rescuing the little dragon princess' soul, but the gods of hell took the initiative to deliver the little dragon princess' soul to her door, and also sent the soul of the former dragon queen together, as if they tacitly acknowledged that the little dragon princess' soul and the former dragon queen's soul belonged to her.

"Bring her soul back to the real world." She handed the thorny iron cage to Ijelica who was standing beside her, and then waved her hand in the void beside her, opening a passage to the real world.

"Lady Witch of Death, are you not going to return to the human world?" Ijelica asked the Witch of Death while holding the iron cage containing her daughter's soul. "The Cult of Death is waiting for your return."

Although she did not retain any memory of the time before the time went back, she still understood through the description that she should join the Order of Death in the future, so she should also be considered a member of the Order of Death.

Otherwise, the gods of hell would not give their souls to the Witch of Death.

The Witch of Death shook her head slightly, and then her figure disappeared. She is very busy now. Just like the Omniscient Saint is preparing to save the world, she and the Goddess of Death are also making corresponding plans to create a world of death within death, so as to accommodate all souls to smuggle into the new world. However, whether this plan can succeed is still unknown.

But it doesn't matter if she fails, she will eventually challenge the Lord of Ashes again and pull Akhtar down from the position of creator.

"Really reliable." Ijelica pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes falling on the sky, only to see the Omniscient Saint taking off her cloak, revealing her delicate face.

Then she heard the plan of the Omniscient Saint.

"The Lord of Ashes is very powerful. His mission is to burn the old world and create a new one. What he represents is inevitability." The All-Knowing Saint's voice was calm as she asked everyone, "But do you know exactly how powerful the Lord of Ashes is?"

Of course it's impossible to know.

In this world, no one knows exactly how powerful the Lord of Ashes is... No, perhaps the Omniscient God knows, but that doesn't make any sense, because no one knows how powerful the Omniscient God is either. The only concept they have is that the Lord of Ashes possesses power that surpasses the Omniscient God, so the Lord of Ashes is an irresistible existence.

"If you want to know how powerful the Lord of Ashes is, you must fight with him." Eden said something seemingly useless, because fighting with the Lord of Ashes means death, and it would be meaningless even if you realized how powerful the Lord of Ashes is.

But soon everyone understood what the Omniscient Saint was thinking.

"I can input all the necessary information of the present world into the world created by the Delusion Demon, and let everyone try to challenge the Lord of Ashes."

"Compared to daydreaming without any preparation, you have plenty of time to prepare and try to defeat the Lord of Ashes. No matter if you are a mortal, a demon, or a god, you can obtain the qualification to challenge the Lord of Ashes. As long as you have an idea, you can try it."

"As long as someone can cross over to the Simulated Lord of Ashes once, it means there is a possibility of finding a way to cross over to the Lord of Ashes."

The world seemed to be silent in an instant.

The God of War was stunned when he heard this, staring at the Omniscient Saint who had a calm and indifferent expression. He did not expect that the Omniscient Saint could be so generous, but considering that the Omniscient Saint possessed all the knowledge in the world, it was not surprising that she could do so.

"This way, the heroes can experiment with their own conjectures and plans." He grinned, "It seems that there is still hope in crossing the Lord of Ashes."

(End of this chapter)